Before you even speak, just check LFC for technique
The perfect passes, the masses on the Kop flashing
Their scarfs, Red-White-Red shouting, "Steven Gerrard"
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Before you even speak, just check LFC for technique
The perfect passes, the masses on the Kop flashing
Their scarfs, Red-White-Red shouting, "Steven Gerrard"
Before you continue what ur say'n, analyse Arsenals beautiful game,
world-wide acclaimed masters of science, where the young step up like lions,
yep the Kop might be currently slightly hotter,
but were we in Hollywood, we'd be the only one to win an oscar!
It's a known fact, Arsene doesn't like the ladies
Fernando Torres makes your defense look like babies
Benitez eats babies, and whether Torres stays is in doubt with "maybe's",
LiverPOOl a one man team, Stevie the G. is no Wonder, even Stevie Wonder has more
vision, Arsenal v Liverpool will be the deciding collision
Let Arsene and Arsenal bring their boys and men
Liverpool will kill them like arsenic poisoning
when im in the zone, the only thing i see is digital code, set the switch to only one mode, corrode battery nodes and hold hand grenades that serenade
lived life like a renegade, weight of your strength is paper-weight,
i roam the plains of fire blazing vicinities, im used to moral hitting calamities
billions yearly gross annually/ bombarding unjust war causalities/ oil fields where blood spill/
seal a deal way beyond 900 mill / destroy and rebuild/ finding smarter ways to profit and kill
taps your pods my wrath be shards of guards cut cha heart
eat cha lunch leave you done raw and uncut frying fishes spitting literature out of pictures/
I’m not a battle rapper but don’t stand far from it
my flows vomit like an AIDS patient sick to the stomach
purple haze laced chronic/ whatever your dreams are I done it/ my brain remains hunted
i bring insanity to mics, strike with 7 blows, and the mark of 7 stars show, palms glow
burning, 5 fingers of death, i punch a square into yo chest, now seek the truth with the life you have left
I am the truth, I seek not life but death
your 775 no match for 3 6's on my chest
I follow stars in the East, you follow Kanye West
I guard beasts on a leash, you guard an empty nest
relfect god in the flesh made in his image the best nothing less
I'm fly out the nest even through earlthy stess still prevail through lifes a test
Simply Complex Sins Confessed Then Digressed And Kept Under Breath Iron Lungs Like Mef
Burn Bud, Weed & Cess...Step To My Section Get Left In A Right Mess
^damnn
The police tap the Section because our rymes are defined as organised crime,
but they don't know that whatever we spit is verbally sublime,
our flows blast shock waves so strong and energetic even the universe can't contain..
Check your monitor, and count your pixels
That's how many holes you'll receive from my pistol
Dominant Your Armormant Ripple Throughout The Hippopotamus Hippocratic Come At Cha Spuratic When I Do Damage It's Doomsday Every Tuesday When Time Rewinds You'll Still Be Behind Cha Spine/
I'm raw on the inside, like I have internal beef
I spit fire as if I'm grinding the Earth's Core with my teeth
Bind to each line, graph plots with ink blots, connect the dots to piece together
pictures, each literature forms a percise perspective of light, with sight decieved you believe everything falls into one vector
hustle stronger patience take time to get paper longer
cant hunger street thugs sling drugs asunder
its the plan they or we put us under make a nigga wonder
like Prometheus logic mixed with thunder we rose from under
The Ice Of The Tundra After We Awaken From Our Slumber, Even The Sun's Summer
Can't Melt Our Hunger, Think You Can Touch Us ? There's Not One Amoung Ya
the perfect stranger, who might be your neighbour, creep into your house
found strangled with a coat hanger, danger when you enter, like Sam L, i strike upon with fuuuuuurious ANGER
Reverse the cliffhanger, begin with the end
Serve in Heaven or rule in Hell
your physical a cell so sit tight my punch lines hit like
superman with his fist tight in a fist fight force fist with all his fist might
slight mislook could lead to a HULK SMASH, clash of strikes, my baby finger crushes your windpipe, delight in seein you struggle mad blood on my face after the tussle
and after the hussle, we still continue the struggle, life entangled,
the air is strangled, continuations only depends on strength within,..
blend into scenery, scenarios call for a blade of hatori hanzo, i land one blow precise
slice in diagonal regions, brains infected with cerebral diseases, side effects when your karma drains
:frusty:- fUCK!
special effects wit dem blood stains, DAS EFX in my refrain, real as labor pain, fake as TPAIN, sign into my membrane and sign-out as a brain drain.Quote:
Originally Posted by Bronze Feet
in sync with time again my mainframe decompose to recompose lynch rich rhymes mcs froze i overdose wit sik rik pinch ihcn nines glocks and teks protect yo nek
congress signing bills banks cutting up checks
big 3 flying in jets as the nation flying in debt
homes are loss assets is cost IRS the boss
printing money to toss no value Americans loss
demolition im Big Boss, hard as rock you way too soft, at all cost im rippin the doors off
militias will march, stormtroopers charge with heart, war cries heard throughout these parts
Using big words like Thesaurus dot com, I don't really have a clue what they mean,
still i inject them into my stanzas an prose, but when I'm given the opportunity to talk in an interview I can't string a sentence together....gyehh the weather got better!
it’s more than rhyming nonsense words together
the point is to have meaning molded forever
my word play playwright better than Joseph Heller
skampoe the dungeon dwellah, duh 20 sack sellah! duh one dat supply the montanas the lopezs' and the nacho con treras...
I came to spit a verse in with no rehearsing
I receive awards overseas under nurses
Cuz I'm to ill to receive it in person
Plus We Spit So Much Fire They Wanna Us For Arson,
I Do It On A Daily But My Name Aint Carson, Who Want Sum!
I stay tropic, speak exotic words, like avocado
They pack my breath, and put a PA sticker on the bottle