Bring The Ruckus Explode On Motherfuckers Quicker Than Atom Bombs
My Thoughts Are Faster Than Even When Weed Smoke Is Involved/
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Bring The Ruckus Explode On Motherfuckers Quicker Than Atom Bombs
My Thoughts Are Faster Than Even When Weed Smoke Is Involved/
Ya Not Seeing Me When Obsolved Let Them Cookies Crumble When You Dunk E'm
Get Punk'd My Spits Leave You Sunk Like Game Of Battleship Drunk/
Your whole fleet was sunk, turned junk aircraft carrier dive bombed, submarine located by sonar song, depth charge beneath sea explosion large, last two ships smashed full charge/
cheat on your bars you get a sword through your heart
my marks be claws you can get cha head wrapped around/
my flow is never a bore I cause a repore wit listeners
so deep they see me everytime they try n rip a beat/
Caboom, ZOOM, ONE TWO, Movin' thruough, sizzle under the sea when you feel me/
666 is much more than a sadistic lover,undercover ,bitch ill fuck u and ure boyfriends mother
cant rock with this section nine brother, i move under cover of thunder, attack like lightning, strike the epicentre an all night bender, arch through yo body on a strecher
the rap lecture/ art professor/ wordsmith from a different breed/
Rembrandt couldn’t picture what I achieve/
arch gacks and squeeze/ flow through tracks with ease/ inhale h20 and breathe/
Pow,
in one step it like a leap, leave you lookin like a junk heap, the ledge be to steepQuote:
Originally Posted by ModernGod
eyes bloodied from green, swing thru them trees, george of the jungle, your words all up in a bungle
Nov, 18th
you need to catch the ball in order for a fumble, you st-st-studdered that's why your flows stumbled
sound like you mumbled, as i whoop yo ass, i remain humble, as time pass
my stomach rumbles, hungry to see heads tumble
foes crumble to dust a measure of their worth
memories of my enemies now replant the earth
Hamitic curse verse what racist made it worst
Pose a purse with purpose stole her wealth in church
the ghetto is the church, hip-hop is the people, who shot biggie and pac, those thieves in the temple, they circulate through the air particles, like spaniards killin' aztec, for articles of gold and fortified minerals
count it/profuound it? nah, can't be the man, yea he astound it/
obama votes yes count it/ we took it.................
White house we built it/ taking oath with hand lifted/
the right hand same hand we was whipped with/
God gave the sword to the kid, fire hot metal swifts so eloquently,
careful steps taken to mark the spot diligently, a new era born periodically.
sporadically shot ring out, doubt is inflicted when thoughts are restricted
my tones keep you uplifted, enlisted into the section 9 camp, lyrics be your vice and i got you clamped
Got me clamped?
You old and retired like Winamp, a low down dirty scamp
stalking teen boys in booty camp
on the 28th you stay gettin' cramps
I'm the young star on this Board, you the old gramps
my last rhyme was my 50th spin
now I can challenge all-comers to be the battle rap King.
dont be tring to take on giants, cuz you aint David but im still the Goliath
silence before these vets let off and strike, i put pinestripes across yo main blood pipes
you know you're dead right? And you're rhyming from Hell
I put you there kickin and screamin with a bitch-ass yell
I own you, like that rhyme you just bought
Fuck Judge Judy you now a bitch in my court
clearly you dont want the short course, so imma have take your life source
you sittin in the back of the bus thats short, retard raps should stuck to the handicap court
prone to injuries rappers epitomize the wackness seeing corporate interest
rising outta harvest leave you burnt down like a clitoris and forest do you get it abhorrence/
Zero Tollerance Throughout The Suvey Ordinance Subordinates Are Mear Mortals To Us
You Be Blown Away Like The Dust On My Nunchucks You Dumb Fucks...
cannon buckshot to hunt ducks, bitin cold biscuits like hockey pucks
stickhandle and leave the mic cord to dangle, burst out at every angle
Lost In The Bermuda Triangle Tangled And Strangled By The Oceans 3 Mandiables
Posiden's Pichfork Threw You Off Course, Like Dying On Your Birthday =
Time To Blow Out Your Candles
fanatical combat with concepts project throught the night skies, fill voids when you look
in my eyes, strive to reach my mountain peaks, seek but i leave you desolete and bleak
The US economies weak like roman watch if fall from its peak as speak
9/11 terrorist leaks CIA secret fleet all a conspiracy shit gets deep
conspiracy are only theories, until investigative queries reveal dirty dealings
money launder wander planets to conquer, no deals and no corporate sponsers
Just small plots turned unto a monster/ with slicker ways to conquer /
a whole formation of a population/ was planned for percentage decimation/
contaminated AIDS test through inoculations/
words of speculations, life full of tribulations,
kill off the frustration with patience,
that's when you see the rise of honest nations...
'rai... just be patient and face it....
arsenal are droppin' from the big 4... shit's blatant
the title still vacant, The Kop for a few years known to Drop,
Young Guns still to develop, I bet by Jan.. Benitez will start to flop,
Our Team Is Already Fully Ready Yours Only Semi Get Cut Like A Deli
Fall Like Confetti Stanley Blades & Machetes
And Rafa Got It On Lock Like Stevie Gerrad In Front Of The Kop
benitez is a genius... some freak says wenger needs a penis
he should of backslapped gallas when he heard 'bout the speakin
a sqeaky clean team like the pool, still rule the chance
in jan, we'll leave the other 3 droppin stool in they pants
behold your talk of glory, words flushed out in a flurry,
Gunners carved into the future so watch out for fab and nasri,
out of us two, who won the last premiership title,
Jesus spoke of us in the Bible, we will reign supreme,
therein remains no "Zweifel"
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