Luther Large Lynguistics ( Official Thread )

yo this prodigy study god degrees to flee from the sun
buildin up prophecies on why all my peoples phiene 4 a crumb
these swords'll cease you like medieval it's feeble what evils done
it got amigos holdin deagles 4 weasles who roll with diesle guns
so grab ya peace up and meet us we'll leave the streets reachin
thesis is completed (while) you cheaters'll see us undefeated
the seed of phoebus is heated i hold my own
and ive grown, i go for (the) gold 2 take ahold of my throne
my brain has learned hate by takin stakes to the bone
it's my fait i erase the hate and raise the stakes with the chrome
i see coroners cleanin and phienes on the corner schemin
think ive escaped hell but i can tell that i'm dreamin

i need to switch the game get cream my brothers insane
if ya wanna walk around safe ya gotta tuck in ya chain
growin up in the same broke exchangin bottles 4 change
we see what haunts all r folks but we still follow the same (system)
and once it sinks in our brains were bound to fall down the drain (with'em)

it seems the american dream is like livin a nightmare


i'll grow old on my own ive learned hate by takin stakes in the bone



the mold i'm breakin god forsaken my soul (cuz) i sold it to satan

version 1:

I robbed this bank, waived my piece, and got the keys to the safe
but this hoe pressed the alarm i shot that bitch in the face
now i'm wanted in every state, and dont know how i'll pay rent
but if you droppin a dime on me i'll have to claim every cent
got kicked outta the 9th grade 4 pointin glocks at these scholars
(my motto is) time is money and money is time so we clock dollars
record longer than your arms we neva safe livin a crooks life
this villain'll rob u blind so u wont tell the jakes what he looks like
(a bit) irrelevant sellin shit makin money in every element
ahead of the feds (i'm) peddelin settled in heaven with benjamins
this cat said he was broke but i know he was liyin
so i put a damn hole in his head and told him to be open minded
this genius is gettin heated I break out the gun and I pop it
and when i get to hell i'll tell the devil to run his pockets

version 2:

he robbed this bank, waived his piece, and got the keys 2 the safe
but sum hoe tried 2 (make an) escape, he clocked that bitch in the face
now hes wanted in every state, with g's he flee from his rest
on a high speed chase tryna breathe (see) he holdin his chest
wont hesitate 2 raise the stakes when it comes down 2 payin his rent
if u droppin a dime on him he's bound 2 claim every cent
ive been seein him bad catch cases and still dealin 4 cash
he'd make sure he's robbin u blind instead wearin that mask
time is money and money so his team clocked dollars
got kicked outta the 9th grade for aimin glocks at his scholars
irellevant sellin shit (son B) makin money in every element
ahead of the feds peddelin (he) settled in heaven with benjamins
stuck up this cat who said he was broke "yo i know that you lyin"
he put a hole in his head and told him to be open minded
seein him gettin heated he whip out the gun and he pop it
when he gets to hell he'll tell the devil 2 run his pockets
but little did he know that death drew nearer
the only man to blame is the 1 who stands in the mirror

arite yo i'm doin this collab with my boy to premiers "All 4 tha cash" beat vote 4 which 1 u think is better cuz i'm tryna decide myself and sum input would be nice


peace.....

My mentality leaves my dome and roams free with the stars/
take ahold of my throne at home and patch up previous scars/
Leaders stumbled upon wealth and found there crowns in the dirt/
I'm out to settle the score once I touch down on the earth/
open my mouth and spread the word spitten visual pictures/
the gods heard it and converted (the spit) (it) into biblical scriptures/
In attempt at killin 2 birds with 1 stone we toss boulders
it'll take more than glocks to lock the jaws of a soldier/
Continue to track the facts i travel back through time/
thoughts cut from the blade of an axe i must be outta my mind/

look up in the sky the goal of my scroll profoundly described/
Satan tried to take ahold of my soul while (he was) clad in disguise/

its a fact that bein backstabbed's heartfelt in the chest piece

still makin a killin with dollar bills ive paid my respects



No stoppin this knot when the pen and the brain connect
everytime i drop science i battle rappers who (wanna) change the subject

swing bats with the impact of a round to the chestpiece
next man to try and test us'll rest in peace
no question, it takes a lesson 2 express what i teach
1st lesson in life neva practice what others preach
with unlimited skill ive killed snakes and built like tetris
incisions break up the vision with precision eye burned the retna
imprisoned by the end of days, rusty blades cause tetnis
sleep with my 44 cuz the war in the streets is endless
hunted, by friday night your days of freedom are numbered
feelin relieved, razor blades in my cheeks'll give me comfort

dang that stuff is GOOD. I hope to elevate to your status in couple years.

*bows before idol of Luther(o bless me so that i will receive but a fraction of thy lyricism) *
LOL

"by friday night your days of freedom are numbered" - this line looks cool to me ;) By the way - I liked "Love 4 tha Cash". Really - some good lines there also! I've read all 3 versions - version 1 is the best (I think) - "(my motto is) time is money and money is time so we clock dollars" (good moto). But the version 2 is "the observer view" This is very smart and effective ;) Keep up - I really like your lines. It's like "Water fallin' down from the Source, MC Source" :D

^^thanx to both ya'll who left sum real feedback it's appreciated glad 2 see ya'll are feelin it

heres sumthin else i'm workin on 4 another collab called "Armageddon"

"Swingin bats with the impact of a round 2 the chestpiece
next man to try and test us'll rest in piece
We've all been caught needin stitches
rock phienin, bleedin,and cleanin dishes
siezed by heavy breathin, and dreams of sleepin with fishes
these premenition's insane, game'll visciously reign
best express it thru compisition on visions of who get slained
So keep it real, else receive anthrax in the mail
decrease the peace, fuck police, but seek to keep outta jail
Smokin rocks, folded plots to presidents gettin shot
Ol'dirty, L, and Big revise the image of Pac
I'm not the boastin kinded, swollen sided fuck bein the most admired
Chrome'll blow ya domepiece in two, leavin you open minded
Hard to follow, cash in soda bottles to see tommorrow
Armed wit knifes, take lifes like bitches who swallow
As it's all been provin, collect dollars and keep it movin
Fuck killin two birds wit 1 stone we just shoot'em

fuck bitches we just use'm

CHORUS----(you got) heaven and hell,the top and the bottom/
but there aint no in between cuz in between iz the bottom/i want it all

This aint a game I'm playin target practice until i'm burnin ashes
the close minded'll wind up in closed caskets
hard to see through, visualizin the fears of people
cuz shootin needles and deagles is evil, but each is equal
And to each his own, street code depicted in poems
believe it pains to see a name written in stone

Live for my brother no longer with us


You better hope you see some luck or procede to bein a sittin duck
The anti-christ (type), use bible paper to roll my (his) weed up









I spitfire but fuck a pontiac
fuckin bitches thats on crack




If gods a witness, he'll get shot at from close distance
apart from business, live for my brother no longer with us
1 love.. to people really not livin but breathin business becuz
the greed is in us, gettin green but then we die and for what
With cops chasin pants fallin and hearts racin (quick)
i stop to take'em but damn i planned on escapin this shit


When guns are drawn and shot bodies get traced up in chalk

It aint all lovely, (see(n) hatin when situations g(e)t ugly
debatin but speculatin these pussies procede to fuck me
but yo, I'm keepin company smokin weed'll be bluntin me
funny see, savin quarters in order to see some currency
so



It aint all lovely, (see(n) hatin when situations g(e)t ugly
debatin but speculatin these pussies procede to fuck me
but yo, I'm keepin company smokin weed'll be bluntin me crazy,
(i'm) savin quarters in order to see some currency latley
and even as i speak i'm startin to preach
cuz i'm usually (used to) raidin streets wit razor blades in my cheek
grew up poverty stricken, but (i) managed to hold the weight
and now anythin over ten'd make my dick stand str8






sharpenin tooth brushes





anythin over 10'll make my dick stand str8


still a child shootin super soakers

still a kid but instead of water guns i'm shootin real ones












1 love to those above dedicated to makin business
insist on livin life, sold addictions to smokin pipe

always in it to get a cut it's live or die by the knife
(who) fear the cold hearted, turn the rest to dearly departed
unless ya bodygaurded, gats'll blast at practicin targets
while guns sling I strive just to say one thing
There's one life, one love, so there can only ever be one King





1 king
fuck me








while u slam tracks ya man recieve anthrax in the mail
angered you feel the danger so u pass him the heat
keep a weapon for armageddon stashed in the passengers seat
as all citizens die they fate awates at the gate
swallow ur pride the flavors blatant so u savor the taste
bein hunted it's done son your days of freedom are numbered
relieved, razor blades in my cheeks'll give a feelin of comfort
on the real all hail the steel cuz they fear what i clutch
your mans'll vanish into thin air like the smoke from a dutch
it'll take a hole thru my polo for my soul to be touched yo
armageddon is comin soon and i dont know who to trust
should i stay and help the wounded or do i blow thru the cut
goin insane it seems these demons got ahold of my brain
robbers claimin they stuck up prophets but they pullin my chain
havin a fit talkin shit cuz they full with the same
not so nice i roll like dice i break the ice so precise
walkin the streets with a piece G the heat'll recoil
to put you 6 feet deep as you sleep in the soil
we ill, to kill 2 birds with 1 stone we throw boulders
it'll take more than glocks to lock the jaws of a soldier"

sum comments 4 this pleez????

My intellect intercept the vexed to cause some respect
wars i hurdle verbs'll hurt you verbals slaughter your best
what i'm sayin is who u fazin with those fraudulent threats
courts adjourned u serve my words and earn a sword 2 the neck
study lessons, count my blessins, and invest in the real
please, the last mc to test me stayed back cuz he failed
blast the steel, talkin about u better be ready to get ya cap peeled
cuz ya'll battled the frail and acted ill to get mass appeal
fake commercial rappers it's still due to yo ryhmes
at it again armed with a pen to kill sum studio time
we raise the stakes (up) get ya cake up son we beatin'em major
plenty pages'll get laced up i dont need an eraser
savior, glide across my ryhmebook cuz lead's a ustensil
jive, as long as i'm alive your number 2 with a pencil
detrimental, neva gentle I break thru to the (mental) (brain)
forced to spit the verbal intercourse and fuck what u say

out, fuck what you say and get the dick out ya mouth

wipe my ass with ya lyrics as we shit on your ryhmes


trife, i'm stuck doin life with my lab as the prison

They try to take us down they hope we drown in the cesspool
shit is real, i break bread before my last meal
they cast iron and blast the steel
this is proof, don't catch feelins when they thrown off a roof
cannibals flee police by the skin of there teeth
when were teamed man or machine deemed the beast can be seen

i liked the last few verses you've posted. you've got a good flow, and i can see you have a decent idea about rhyme schemes too. its not particularly tidy tho, try and balance it out a bit, your bars are too long and you should aim have equal number of sylables in each line. you have some good punchlines, lyrically i think you have potential. keep doing your thing.

peace

indeed it is good verses throughout this whole thread. from your first drop to your most recent i see elevation. stay up and keep blessin

shit's 4 real, i'm tryna keep outta jail question,if crime pays then why continue to steal?

jailed, if crime pays then why continue to steal?

the verbal intercourse is in affect so fuck what u say
and that proves to show

unable to bathe they dirt poor

he wasnt all there you could tell he had half a brain

i pulled his card he tried to play it off by foldin his hands

The man was stone trippin he fell off his rocker

life is nice but luxuries last longer

this persists through my birth and till i'm 1 with the earth


i walk the city streets at night recitin my verse(s)
if practice makes perfect i'd be the best in the world


(hip hop is critical filled with robotics and non visuals
spit a tight syllable to rip the mic right down the middle

we argue with uncle sam his plan unfolds in our hands

to get the best of society)



i be the voice of reason...WHY! mc's run when i break down the track
ryhmes connect like the spine of a book to send a chill down ya back





(step up to get (chin)checked)
Phonin in ya'll bounce along with your checks so hang it up
now that i'm cashin in i'm causin fake mc's to go bankrupt
(.....................................them ryhmes u milkin are wack)
serial killer smackin u up ur ryhmes are wack!
..so bring that amatuers mic back to radio shack

Yo I'm bringin back the essence with the stroke of a pen
then I'm breakin the mold on which the present vocals depend
I rip the mic right down the middle, kick my words 2 the curb
street merchant, lay down my gun and take a puff from the herb
tryna prevent from strikin out in the 3rd, shoutin absurd shit
the verbs hit unfoldin the drama with closed fists
siezed, i trade blows in exchange for the peace
ease up, piece in my chest i feel the shake in my knees
moctezuma wants revenge kid and god got a shitlist
sweat in my palms i grip the pen quick and script what ive witnessed


Dwellin in hell i puffed L's to help my mind clear
graffitti on the bathroom walls scratched down ideas
Ive tatted plenty pages catchin cases in many places
Frowns upon the faces caused to break up the home
I got a grip and a clue to pay the dues that i owe

As i break the code of the streets, peeps decipher the peace sign




losin my mind, i catch my thoughts jack and trap'em on paper

Losin my mind, I catch my thoughts, trace and place'em on paper

Grab ahold of my thoughts

as I break the code of the streets, truth teach what it proves to show

the streets are flooded with crime and I feel under the weather



truth breaks the code of the streets and teach
speak the truth and break the code

Born in the cold world freezin i'm forced to hold heat
gun bless my son stress run my mind til i rise on my feet
life is dull i slice the pie while i'm fallin asleep
smokin herbal then spit the verbals that apply to the streets
gainin clout shoutin absurd, our father said there's a god
be concerned when his pants burn off ya'll mouthin words to the stars
my mentality leaves my dome and roams free thru the room
grab ahold of my throne at home and patch up previous wounds
able to shit on all mc's as i eat with a silver spoon
these swords'll cease u like medieval son these people doomed
it got amigos holdin deagles for weasles who roll with goons
it's feeble what evils done sone these people are rebels
chest a bulletproof vest blessed with luck from the devil
diggin up underground mc's with my left on the shovel

yo I opened up the books in hope I'd untape the smile
it's been a while (crooks) lifestyle touched the heart of a child


Seekin freedom from these heathens and demons I walk the path chosen

i'm tryna breathe, seekin freedom from heathens i walk the path chosen
with hold the (_______) of solid gold





i fought the devil he heard the bells ring




this is a VERY ruff draft but can i still get some feed please?

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Originally Posted by Luther Large

Born in the cold world freezin i'm forced to hold heat
gun bless my son stress run my mind til i rise on my feet
life is dull i slice the pie while i'm fallin asleep
smokin herbal then spit the verbals that apply to the streets
gainin clout shoutin absurd, our father said there's a god
be concerned when his pants burn off ya'll mouthin words to the stars
my mentality leaves my dome and roams free thru the room
grab ahold of my throne at home and patch up previous wounds
able to shit on all mc's as i eat with a silver spoon
these swords'll cease u like medieval son these people doomed
it got amigos holdin deagles for weasles who roll with goons
it's feeble what evils done sone these people are rebels
chest a bulletproof vest blessed with luck from the devil
diggin up underground mc's with my left on the shovel

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Yeah really likeing wat i read!! the high-lighted parts are the lines that stood out ta me, the whole drop was good though no real topic but honestly you don't need one anyway keep doing you. stay up keep blessin

^^aight thanks yo i'll hit up your thread 2morrow probly


here's sumthin else i just started last night:

Lay in the cut I claim my throne , re-open previous wounds
I bless the womb avoid disease and plant a seed in the tomb
I'm tryna breathe seekin freedom, heathens live on the run
I steal the show and sell my soul for solid gold and a gun
Sleep with the heat , until the beast'll see me deceased
Sieze the peace and reach my peek to ink the code of the streets


Rise to my feet where the evils wish to see us deceased
Told to break the mold, re-write the code of the streets

I wont be caught needin (some) stitches
rock phienin, bleedin, or cleanin dishes
siezed by heavy breathin, and dreams of sleepin with fishes
(these) premenition's insane, game'll visciously reign
best express it thru compisition on visions of who gets slained
for a while we had pholosophies, now a walkin hipocricsy
lost in the odyssey were alotta empty beer (cans and) bottles be

all yall soundin the same all the followin otta quit
we spit,to disprove prove these artist's knowledge of all of it


move with swiftness stay bottled up until part of me spit this
art affects the best part of you like ghonerea and syphilis

on an odyssey these heathens'll leav'em screamin 2 nobody

on an odyssey this philosophy leav'em screamin 2 nobody
not even devils and demons'll touch the gods body
.......................................
pict(ure)s of traps and prisons on big (mad) editions of hard copy

more than gifted whenever present


einstien couldnt teach the way that I preach this

Bombarded with foriegn objects, a german suplex
If the beat aint got "soul" (then) they neva took 2 steps
supposedly sharp, on point ,yet it seem to be dull
droppin bars with the structure of a newborns skull
pressin fastforward as i play those who perform slow
show up (surface), outta the blue wit sound waves to disrupt the flow

Luther you aight, I still don't think you can fuck with me in a battle, but your verses are always consistent, keep doing your thing, but anytime you wanna battle and get ate up, holla! C R E E P Y F O L L O W S

Revealed the essence and felt the pressures through lifes presence
Destined to count but question my so-called blessins since adolesence


.....to be continued

Destined to count but question my so-called blessins since adolesence
Reveal the essence and feel the pressures through lifes present tense
for what its worth im holdin onto my dollar(s), its evident
we stand a better chance with no common sense
when I begin bleedin, it dont matter what u believe in (kid)
heart beatin, see me still breathin if i'm sleepin u dreamin (shit)

i'm
(you'll)(see me) (im) siezin (inner) demons with (vocals) (scriptures) upon the mic preachin

destined to be the greatest designin these ryhmes on bible papers
evolve for all who desolved inpart of lost cases
graciously move makin (other) rappers improve




but switch moves if there's room 4 improvement

dope, u droppin audio LL? Hit me up if you do homie, i remember we was gonna lay some shit down a while back

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Originally Posted by VernakuLa

dope, u droppin audio LL? Hit me up if you do homie, i remember we was gonna lay some shit down a while back

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good looks on the feed

but nah i aint recordin no audio truthfully im computer illiterate and dont know how the hell to record on a computer im workin on gettin a home studio though i just dont know what the hell i need i can spit and write ryhmes but i aint no producer

but anyways yeah i do remember that track we was gonna do maybe we should try somethin like that again sum day


peace..

Yo, wit precison lacin pages with visions about the dark ages
capers, 10's to bens we all tend to depend on paper, but fuck it
(so)where the safe is?, u seek whats sacred to take it
makin money out the ass hidin crack in ya anus
motivations the basis son legal hustles are basic but
fuck the chump change i'm out to make big bucks
insane shit'll drain away the pain but bangins still aimless
cops hatin now probation got us payin for piss

swing, its either you hit or you miss

ya can make money out the ass hidin crack in ya anus

where the safe is?, u see whats sacred to take it


dangerous its clear fear's a stranger 2 us



if u wind up doin time thats studio time wasted

profit off it

no secret, dont need xray vison to see shit
jakes a snake tryna eat us alive inside his precint

yo, L, get up in a studio and ryme on an industry beat just so I can hear how you sound vocally, if I dig, then maybe I'll produce some heat for you, let me know if it sounds good!

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Originally Posted by Da Dishonourable Don

yo, L, get up in a studio and ryme on an industry beat just so I can hear how you sound vocally, if I dig, then maybe I'll produce some heat for you, let me know if it sounds good!

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yo i been tryna find somewhere to record believe me but shits hard i aint really got too much dough so i'm waitin for my boy to get a job cuz im stuck in jobcorps and they dont pay shit

but when i finally do get sumthin recorded i'll get ou you though no doubt

New track im doin to Afu Ra's "Equality" beat

Destined to count but question my so called blessins since adolesence
reveal the essence then feel the pressure through lifes present tense
for what its worth i'm holdin onto my dollars its evident
we stand a better chance with no common sense
Legends like pegasaus spitten when written scriptures of exodus
exit us, blessed with genesis gettin us dead presidents
evidence kill my nemesis derilicten irrelevance
never droppin dime pretty pennies in every element
Ive resorted to crime, now born again through a ryhme
Ive seen man come out on top to get shut down in his prime
When I'm deceased my seed'll seek to trifle on beats
disciple of streets, go out with rifle shots to police
This knowledge im manifestin turn grammar sessions to green
I procede to lead attacks on any bastard who scheme
When i begin bleedin it dont matter what you believe in
heart beatin see me still breathin if i'm sleepin you dreamin
these peoples is seein demons slay there team without reason
and fiends phienin with treason makes a hell of a season

nice, that was pretty dope. i like the first two lines those were hot.

This knowledge im manifestin turn grammar sessions to green
I procede to lead attacks on any bastard who scheme

that was nice too.

Dead presidents' the goal while ya boy destroy all his foes/
deploy to cover with soil, watchin wallets unfold/


deploy destroy soil join joy toy boil joints

Hard act to follow, (I'm) tradin places at full throttle
bottom to top, vexed, used to collect soda bottles

hard act to follow, im tradin places full throttle
prayed 2 god yo, takin dollars from winos collectin soda bottles
nervously swallow, realized are pockets were hollow
(and) when it came to riches uncertain bitches'd start to argue



hard act to follow, im tradin places at full throttle
model, takin dollars from winos collectin soda bottles
nervously swallow, realized are pockets were hollow
when it came to riches uncertain bitches'd start to argue
so i pieced the puzzle even when the weed smoke had me seein double
learned police was trouble, they'll bury me with the shovel




where strangers'll hug you
but its all a game, the same mothafuckas'll mug you


hard act to follow, im tradin places at full throttle
model, takin dollars from winos collectin coke bottles
slowly swallow, realized are pockets were hollow
when i copped sum riches uncertain bitches'd start to argue





in the name of god i smoke a page of the genesis







while tales of battles'd travel through word of mouth




collectin soda bottles



cant see 2 feet in front of they face

I visualized catastrophes gradually causin casulties
never give into business if visions isnt for salary
these rich mentalities got me constantly breakin laws
currently dreams of currencies selfishly seekin wars
so, we chased the faces and kept in touch with the basis
as money makers take seekin wealth in pieces of papers
spittin Reminiscin on harder struggles for profits
movin slick as butter, stuffin boxcutters in small compartments
and since I wont be witnessin mental prisons and jails
the system sells decisons to let us sit in a cell
Fuck it since the womb aint no room to be trusted
it's either visit the tomb or presume to be fucked with
Ill Becomin Don take revenge on those who played me wrong
A 9 to 5 (job)s like takin shots with the saftey on

I visualized catastrophes gradually causin casulties
never give into business if visions isnt for salary
these rich mentalities got me constantly breakin laws
currently dreams of currencies selfishly seekin wars
so, we chased the faces and kept in touch with the basis
(as) money makers we take seekin wealth in pieces of papers
spittin Reminiscin on harder struggles for profits
movin slick as butter, stuffin boxcutters in small compartments
and since I wont be witnessin mental prisons and jails
the system sells decisons to let us sit in a cell
it's sorta sickenin how we seek profits grippin pistols in hand
now able to smell the fear causin victims to shit there pants
Phiene for white linen, light skin i like to see in my women
born with tight visions escape at night cuz life seems like a prison
survived the system, but suffered from tuff decisons
now a touch of wisdom gets me pretty pennies as my pockets thicken

I visualize catastrophes gradually causin casulties
,never give into business if visions isnt for salary
(these) rich mentalities got me losin touch with reality
currently dreams of currencies selfishly seeked out savagely
so, we chased the papers to visit the virgin islands
describin these thoughts of diamonds i smartened and started ryhmin
and now, im reminiscin on harder struggles for profits
movin slick as butter, stuffin boxcutters in small compartments
and since I wont be witnessin mental prisons and jails
the system sells decisons to let us sit in a cell
it's sorta sickenin how we seek profits grippin pistols in hand
now able to smell the fear causin victims to shit there pants
Phiene for white linen, light skin i like to see in my women
born with tight visions escape at night cuz life seems like a prison
survived the system, but suffered from tuff decisons
now a touch of wisdom gets me pretty pennies as my pockets thicken

it's quite ill

Fuck it since the womb aint no room to be trusted
it's either visit the tomb or presume to be fucked with
Ill Becomin Don take revenge on those who played me wrong
A 9 to 5 (job)s like takin shots with the saftey on

ill livin in luxury currencies seeked out savagley


1's for all my enemies always tryna see me bomb
2's for fakin bitches takin shots with the saftey on


raise your right up till ya eyes shut till the dutch light up



In the heat i stuck freaks thick cheeks and orgies
strokin, caught in the moment fuck who hit it before me

Word on the street is fuck peace i seek to hush all my critics
while dollars in double digits depart us from tuff decisions
i spit with swift precision so victims become addicted to this
no pot to piss in got us livin in shit
so pick ya fists up and ryhme when the times switch up
either that or sell dimes and wind up sittin in cuffs
Persist with vision spittin my writtens consist of wisdom
while my peers turn into bitches blowin kisses in prison
I'm escapin from the devils and demons stoppin ya breathin
If i'm livin out a dream this means i gotta be sleepin
Although I feel for those lost in Government schemes
I payed the cost to be the boss, take no losses by any means
Is it nescessary to fill up another cemetery


we all veterans ask senator kerry

I visualized these casulties gradually causin profit
but never gave into business when propositions was awkward
Phien for white linen, light skin i like to see in my women
born with tight visons escape at night cuz lifes a prison
I survived the system, several severed from tuff decisons
When the one your kissins the cause for dollars in ya wallet missin


I visualized these casulties gradually causin profit
but never gave into business when propositions was awkward
Phien for white linen, light skin i like to see in my women
born with tight visons escape at night cuz life seems like a prison
survived the battle but suffered losses so tragical



I visualized these casulties gradually causin profit
but never gave into business when propositions was awkward
Phien for white linen, light skin i like to see in my women
born with tight visons escape at night cuz life seems like a prison
survived the system, but suffered from tuff decisons
Cut a dime bitch if shes causin dollars in my wallet missin

I visualized these casulties gradually causin profit
but never gave into business when propositions was awkward
Phien for white linen, light skin i like to see in my women
born with tight visons escape at night cuz life seems like a prison
survived the system, but suffered from tuff decisons
now a touch of wisdom gets me pretty pennies as my pockets thicken
Reminiscin on harder struggles for profits
movin slick as butter stuffin boxcutters in small compartments
And since I wont bare witness to mental prisons and jails
the system sells decisons to let us sit in a cell

payin insane amounts to put cocaine in there nose

a world where inner hate puts dinner plates on the table


cake depends on takin revenge on those with pistols

(these) rich mentalities got us losin touch with reality
currently dreams of currencies selfishly seeked out savagely
so, we chased the papers to visit the virgin islands
describin these thoughts of diamonds i smartened and started ryhmin
and now, im reminiscin on harder struggles for profits
movin slick as butter, stuffin boxcutters in small compartments
and since I wont be witnessin mental prisons and jails
the system sells decisons to let us sit in a cell
Fuck it since the womb aint no room to be trusted
it's either visit the tomb or presume to be fucked with
Ill Becomin Don take revenge on those who played me wrong
A 9 to 5 (job)s like takin shots with the saftey on

envisioned pictures of prisons as children considered sinners
its in us from start to finish but parts of sinners is endless
get rich, considered deadly till business is shit and clips is empty
dreams of beatin systems and propasitions'll tempt me
so we'd procede wit caution to keep from sleepin in coffins
but still endorsed in thievin in order to see some profit
It's real, connect the pieces, and soon to be solvin puzzles
evolve through all the troubles, revolvers resolve ya struggles
it's sick wit all the hatred so draw ya pistols and trace it
spray shit aimless, fuck the snake shit, snitch to possums we play it
(so) as a fast learner realizin both savage bastards and cash murder
I distinguished fires and proceded to play the back burner
hard act to follow realized are pockets were hollow
when it came to riches uncertain bitches'd start to argue
So i pieced the puzzle even when the weed smoke had me seein double
Learned police was trouble they'll bury us with the shovel
if they caught the chance.....



Learnin respect through pressure to earn checks
while wars and threats got undercovers callin collect
as i hold my breath, walkin the path on where i chose to step
realizin everyday that i get closer to death




just a verse i'm workin on drop sum feed if u like

Cash makes the world go round, the world go round (X4)


Seen through visionz, phienin, greed circulatin through systems
Seein poor people disinegrate phienin to see some business
This is poverty stricken where ritches is probly sickenin
And law enforcement officials pay pitchers to do the snitchin
It's ill, In god we trust with belief in the dollar still
So inpart with orders above, never bothered to pay bills
Got my first taste for grip when we hit up six dollar stick-ups
Never droppin a dime cuz thats just more to pick up
So keep the talk to a minimum, sinnin citizens pitchin tons
Assisted disposition verses shit in the slums
It gets real, (wheelin and) dealin in order to rock boots
Knowin time is money we proceded to clock loot
Its all a game, play ya position, or die in order to forfit
down to ya last quarter, get slaughtered and call it quits



Disposition
Livin ill as a villain steal from villas to slums

played message but cool

feed??????????????

Chasin dreams got me runnin outta breath

V for Vendetta, you better get a better baretta
Never stressin cheddar, mouth off and rock dentures
from pens to pencils it all consists in the mental
drawin pistols paintin pictures each image is very difficult

V for Vendetta, you better get a better baretta
Never stressin

yo LL you gonna battle in the field?, Vern set up a tagteam bout wit Concept as your partner and Vern as mines, so respond and let's do this shit!

I roll wit a full clip and a ruthless click
the type of man to get arrested just for shootin the shit
I grew up wit a tool tucked buckin spittin them hollows
I'm not 1 to follow, take more lifes than bitches who swallow
as its all been provin, fuck bitches we just use'em
neva killin two birds wit 1 stone we just shoot'em
And, fuck a warnin i'm stormin attack wit bombs first
get stomped wit converse, if i need money i'm snatchin moms purse

You better hope you see some luck or procede to bein a sittin duck
The anti-christ (type), use bible paper to roll my (his) weed up

nice verse fam..keep killin shit

drop sum knowledge in the vendetta battle when you get the chance homie

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At the lounge sellin sess, I see sirens, keep it supressed
confronted by walkin death I smell the shit (rock) on they breath

trick offered to suck my dick but "bitch dont get gassed"
she sorta laughed i jetted back to cut these 40's in half

Dear god, if there is a god help me keep out from under the dirt
eyes glossy, narcotics killin me softly

Post traumaticaly stressed I smoke sess for the shell shock
seen some sell on the block that now rot in a cell block