Mechanical archeries swinging accusations of murder
Arrows flying, jury's singing, full house of burglars
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Mechanical archeries swinging accusations of murder
Arrows flying, jury's singing, full house of burglars
pillage and loot, 9 millees shoot up inner-cities and villages
Tim-boot, Wu-CD, triple-goose with the Phillies on fillage
Representin' Strickly And Killin' This, Check The Millage...
Holdin' A Dolla, Wordz Blast Like Revolvas...
herbin niggaz wit german lugers keep it retro
planet rockin da force sonic soul coin it electro
new york city i rep bro faggets shittin bricks petro
dominate like dre's days in deathrow unidentifiable
like destro fly objects know how da mothafuckin tek flow...
when i let the cannibal out,
niggaz need to start switchin their route,
when u hear skampoe's animal shout!
rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrr
When I pick up the pen, you know I'm ready for war
Now I swing swords, and cause ruckus on chessboards
warlords who left pawns headless, knights move with swiftness, and queens wont mind there business
The Battle-Ground is Set Upon 64 Squares
But Only The Strong Minded Will Play There
While Others Wander Through Dragon's Lairs...
Sacrifice a pawn to save the queen as I enter the scene
Bishops move through their own, intelligence overflown
kings overthrown, checkmate, shouldnt have listen to that false fate, layin in the castle, listen to that, section 9 mixtape
my dinner's menace is dispensed with mixtapes,
business comitments, my sig's with Hades
I sign my name with razor blades
PHD bleeding on the wrist
Got your nose bridge on my shopping list
Allow me to introduce myself Shaekwon MD//
Mic Destroyer that is, 2 steps above MC//
To put it simply, the boi flow is dope//
Uncut & raw, i swear this talent gon make me croak//
Blast off in the creed of fire cold as ice
Kung-Fu eating rice, it's the ultimate heist
Some fucked up unrelated shit ^
plans for robbery, banks and casinos
kinda feelin like robert de niro
Shadows of the night reflect nightmares of the day
Daydreams break light though evening’s on its way
My inner, inner-visions innovate
motves motivate, as i'm embraced
Bring massive massacres to those who can't relate
Stayed up too late, their too tired to retaliate
slept too long/standing in line @ the wakeQuote:
Originally Posted by J.T.S.
buried the case/yet still digging in crates
decided the fate through misplaced mixtapes
auto reverse 90's equals 180 decisions faced
contend in 4 rounds lost for hitting below the waist
every blow felt in 12 and these are the breaks...
kudos to anybody who can decipher this verse. happy trails!
1 Line, This TimE Bust A Rhyme
over the edge, hear what 1 said?
To Thy Real Self Be True. Don't copy.
I'm a call you Joes for ya sloppy
Your lines choppy, fit for a carbon copy
You fiend for the rocks, for a hit your blowing poppy
Once more I implore my God's elevation held fast from the flaming stones,
even crystalz lifted from my zonez. One Love
your mind is coked, you see white lines nourish your elf,
you better look up, annunaki landing in 2012, pre genesis predicted.
imitation predictions, just fiction, stories of glory, feelings of sorry
no apology, im cain and yall abel, we all know it ends up gory
What the f%@&?! I'm about to leave you stuck,
You f%^* with this I'll leave your wannabe killa ass f**ked....
I eat emcees sick like dinin on placenta, you pussys ain't shit so I'm starvin for dinner
those who dont eat chicken is a sinner, sweet chicken protein rich,
always leave you as the winner, keeps you happy and warm throughout the year and winter
From Chinese torture, it requires 76 hours to recover your powers
Jack Bauer needs a set of fresh clothes, a towel and a shower
on the scene with more herb then a essene
weed money and ports the jolly green giant dont have more green
dangerous venom injected into the spleen, vivid imagination lets you see 3D in green,
no ailment or remedy this verse injection the greatest catastrophy ever seen.
Anaconda raps, longer than existence
Memory persistant, mist reminisce in the distance
minefields my residence, dead bodies around me the evidence,
a world of atrocious acts of terrorism, mind body soul entrapped in a prison
As I take you into the realm of Shizzm, create colors like a prism
Energy shifting like the GZA, Rushing Elephants crushing your wack lyricism
an act of profound criticism is broken down harshly through dark mysticism,
you feel hot under the arabian sun, fooled by mirages walking straight into the barrel of a gun.
Rhymes phat like Big Pun, electricity firing like a stun gun
Make no sense, like Ghost on "One", I write a battle rap for fun
You're whole career has begone
my personal blacksmith crafts well-welded wrought iron hammers that I wield haphazardly
peace to Dirty Bastard, I miss the free-wheeling fine-wine stammer the god spit masterfully
I get more hate then Raekwon the Chef
I sealed more fates than prophets in front of hellgates
^h ha, what up Shizz-
OTB and Shizz in the cypher!
peep it>
OTB beat emceez with blunt Chinese meat cleavers repeatedly
receive grief to ya front grill the brief beef ceases immediately-