idiots question my omnipotence, sufferin from that fleshly-type ignorance/
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idiots question my omnipotence, sufferin from that fleshly-type ignorance/
Excuse Me For all That disturbance/But We Can be more intense/
I clown all who sound soft, Im down.. dog, spit war roundz, get jaw pound, Im raw now,...}:TQuote:
Originally Posted by the messiah
the dog pounds let off rounds, but calm down when they hear the law sounds/
the visual 360 surround found foot pounds on the ground, crosshairs scope you down, red dot one shot, your mom sports a black gown
back in the day iMac-in-tosh females, now I'm in control over my penile, I examine the mental, then the physical, ice creams all that I need can it be so simple
how my participles cripple pagan temples, and make heathen centrals decrescendo/
I found the way like Carlito, manifico, ay loco, mi no casa in Pueto Rico, muchos gracious senorita, a Black Widow's kiss, made me dance the Tarantella
hmmm..... lets see if I can spit off that...knowin ima vet.. most likely..Quote:
Originally Posted by marc-one
check.....:tease:
Damage ya, like JERU, sample ya fake movez, remove tha cancerous, assume ya FAM.. but SPLIT.!
(haha.. buggin) ;(
Wack rapper use violence and guns
I formulate handskills with 4 fingers and a thumb
punch lines coming from an amatuer who does this for fun
Moving in the cruzer swiftly/ throwing blades and darts quickly/
from my B-Boy stance to an ALL-in-ONE HIPHOP man
I'll break dance, graffiti, emcee and dee jay the whole JAM
I'll push your button POWER ON SELF TEST
From baselines to skylines, i'll adjust my view
recording signals go up & down like my emotions do
the perspective becomes the panoramic view, see all emcees fall, like leaves in the autumn, I spit on seeds, resurrect the dead to blossom
to put me down is to bury your mother 6ft underground
hurt does it, embrace your father, your my only daughter