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third verse come back in mc it
Attempting to rewind tapes wit that don’t even eat cakeQuote:
Originally Posted by whers
Your cassettes get’s erased by magnets/
Flows too stagnent, in my eyes you see torment, it lays dorment
then checks ya chin, dump ya ass in a garbage bin/
break knees, hack minds, snatch spines the scorpion in me shines
check your brain is like an ATM deposit/
SHEEPISH !!!!!! Come On Now Stop It...Your Leaving A Trail With Those Comets
Stardust Sprinkled Over Simple Men's Un-Nurtured Logic
Break flows down like electronic devices and cybernetic components
Minuet to any flow I reboot like albums just dropped and didn’t recoup/
Call Me Guru, Cos I Unleash The Flutes...I'll Give You A Clue...
You Can Peep My Blueprint2, Of This Enemy Of Mankind Like Stoupe
omg whers you got me reaching now ha ha haQuote:
Originally Posted by whers
Your too literal can’t even break screens and move molecules
Cut through your prosthetic views without leaving any out cues/
You can see my “Blueprint 2” “It Was Written” but was never “Kingdom Come”
I’m still at it like “Stillmatic” killing static wit “Dramatic”/
Hahahaha...thanks, sometimes I surprise myself.Quote:
Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
Broken Fuse You Can't Work It Even Johnny 5 Will Short Circuit
And Cease To Exist Like Kids When Clowns Perfom At The Circus
Leave jaws ripped n shredded when I execute my “Moment of Truth”
Like I’m a Guru wit “Maximum Strength” while causing “The Massacre” too/
Don’t get slaughtered rhyming too me is just an after thought
When I flow I approach the whole concept as defensive play on words
wit nouns and verbs as my X’s and O”s/
As I Compose The Tow's 'n' Fro's...My Method Is Unknown To The GrownQuote:
Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
Since I Was Small I've Shown Why The Children Moan From The Clicking Of Chrome
I cross words wit a flow like a daily dose from the mausberg
rappers today are herbs that get downgraded to annoyances and germs/
Couple Of Sprays They Burn...
Discontemptment From Disinfectant Once It Has Ended
Dismembered The Ammendments Of The Unremembered Rendered With Demencha
My efforts be indeed spewing venom burning though everything you write
Leave you broke and a laughing stoke on Leno after my storm brew/
A Slew Of Warclouds Loom Blocking The Light Of The Moon Smothering Your Platoon
I Leave White Rooms Maroon When I Consume Magic Mushrooms Listening To MF DOOM
Yo whers, you crazy manQuote:
Originally Posted by whers
High on shrooms, minds open like flowers in bloom, I be the tunes
i got troops of baboons, canines lookin for meat to consume
I'm shocked, made lost, my loss, but I got 19...on cd. take it back.
Bow to the sound made loud be faithed i got made in my mother.
3 lines. its gettin' hit stand one each word in line one word rhymez.
time 4 me i'm back. been fightin' the mightz:stroke:
Ryhme!!!!!
heads loath my flows be fully clothed mannequin style open vicious sick religious
open minds part cha brain like the tide in red sea bloody mary when it get's all scary/
bloodied up like carrie, lead a pack of lions like Barry, rappers be low fat dairy
i be better then Ben and Jerry's, laugh at your jabs and parry
I broken noses everything gets sinister
when i approach the pulpit like a minister/
go get cha questionnaire you ain't the best in here
when i rip flows like tornadoes just came through here/
pathways of destruction, missin people ufo abductions, microphone seduction
seducing keepin your thoughts reducin, and anything you producin
glove slap your mind back thinkin' it's a lethal injection infection abducted
procrastinated wit flows that haven't even been mastered
now you get wrapped up in plastic like a candy wrapper/
un-rapp ya and eat ya style spittin off the top/swords gon' chop, .45 gon' pop/you trash...boiled noddles' the only time ya"ramen hot"/
So, You payin' attention. All I ever needed was to know
if its wicked manifested blessed i One Simplin' Scary. I:clap:
One Love
quit cha advertising my demise will be the ashes from the flames i rise wit
fly wit nothing but birck shit a whole click and name it section 9 bitch/
I'm next in line, shit, can't wait for that new Bronze
Wish I could text him right quick, tell him to get the move on
Bug a John Doe keys wit pens get optimal lenses in the end
What’s in a rhyme I got mine from book smarts and street knowledge/
.iTX+\-/|
The last of hip hops scholars, represent for the fore fathersQuote:
Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
sow up the temple of darts, heart and brain surgerory doctors
Drop your dome its raining microphonesQuote:
Originally Posted by Bronze Feet
Blow through the smoke like a grim reaper yo/
unfinished business like cookie dough,Quote:
Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
super-size kids dont mind, as long as you giv em some mo8O
don't be greedy there plenty for all those, who chose to expose, like reality shows that resurrects past ghosts in every episode, the mixture baking soda and H2o, crack pipes and chrome mics, smoke verbal crack, the analytical dose
Slow Me This yhin love an angel dis she die?
???
Contemplatin' enemy lives. Below she rise. Above gthe sky. zchose whatc them its lightfeathas