^^^dope stuff sleep, keeps it comin!
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^^^dope stuff sleep, keeps it comin!
ya'll da opposite of something big, im runnin things..
gunnin kings, puttin bigga holes in ya chest then onion rings
dungeon-kings-who-bludgeon-scenes holdin mad castles for hostage have 2 pay da price guess wut? ya life is wut it costed
Grabbed the grenade and tossed it, stopped and dropped bombs then uploaded the pictures on rotten.com
poppin-cops-calm as i recollect the vengeance i speak death so my sentence is in forensics
etch hecklers off tha hit-list, exquisite wit tha wizardry...//
poisonous like centipedes, lethal 2 an enemy//
my mic b like a tritan strike-an part the seven-sea's///
With a flow that's heavenly, doin' dirt steadily, it's tha archangel with severed wings
what clings to the mic like glue on a weave
breathe b.c. weed n drink b.v. till ya cant see
sun i gotta impede wit light-speed, fluently freestyle//
Been a devil since a child, dream the obscene then smile
hearin-abrupt-screams-im-vile flames come from the pen like i laid arson for miles
intellect doper than 6 thousand crack viles, raps black kyle xy, too fly to ever touch down
minds blown from buck round the end is prowned 2 gats in a crowd...i dont give a fuck now....
reppin' bucktown, wack mc's jump up to get bucked down/
let em hear that pump sound duck taped up in the trunk bound//
Kids on the merry-go-round caught shots from one round
goin down the slide is a metaphor for life i found
one moment u on top n the next u on the ground
minds been in a daze yo like im ridin on the faris wheel kno multiple niggas who pull triggaz-yet they scared of steel
im shatterin mass appeal, like a god lost grace//
"WeaPens" in space placed to resurrect my race//
too many fake-snakes lay-waste to what was once great//
hip-hop changed it's state & began 2 liquidate//
planned anarchy out-manned the grand monarchy
sonic landmarks banned by scams, wack art, lack of demand & comic malarchy
Quote:
Originally Posted by OTB
So I "Scan-Darkly"..."fam & clan": select 2 execute//
battle suits wit anti-air missiles splittin' parachutes//
parachutes..
rarest of super rare recruits
cease pursuit
otb and v enroute to pursue peace in beirut
salute
h ha what up v-
sunz instilled wit tha skill...Quote:
Originally Posted by OTB
as we...swoopin' thru coops like a thief in tha night//
nuclear strikes get supplied by mics and mind's light//
lol now im fallin off wit tha sikness...i need 2 get it together lmao!
i defy hight my aim is like a sniper wit magnifyd sight//
put on blast who anylize pipes i explod wit lyrics on samplyfid mics//
paid like a biker with the best crank
spray like a high rank sniper in the west bank
^an MF DOOM dart
slow poke interloperz get they canteloupe sloped
i got the toolie with the scope to leave you holey like the pope
i slap sleepy fuckas who try to fight the coke//
throw pitty on a fool who try to hype whats broke//
fu-k polo
my stylez p.l.o with timz and camo
beat you with a tambo
then hit the beach in rio like paulo coelho
the whisky consume me slow u still cant fool me doe//
drop grands on 2 uzi's it takes more then bobby boulders to move me yo//
wurlitzer spin gravel pit hits in the grotto
full throttle blitz courvosier shots from the bottle
come check me out in the southwest chillin' wit some vatos
in a monte carlo, playing "cocotaso"
i aint got no role mottos
n i care bout no tomorrow
150 time iis stop by my o slow car flow
hop out like neo and doge yo low star throw
skippin' ya death-throes when blitzed wit elbows...ya souls crumblin'//
Toe's Stubbin with...such for-ce it got my Foe's Stumbiling..Quote:
Originally Posted by VillainousV
timz stomp down your street your building'z windowz rumblin
rubbin elbowz with criminalz whoz givin victimz pain in unknown dungeonz