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Motion Of Swings Bring In
the Stare from Inside i Switch Enegry From Remedies Known With Knowlede Force Fields Of Fields Nurture Appetites Crops Infested No Negligence Words Irrelevant In Courts Offering Brings
the Sound Honor Seen Thrones To Conquer 4 Winds Touch Lands
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yo Check It Anotha Ryme Fromind Lets Go To
back To The Future Pyramid Sceame Like How Visions Turn Into Dust 4 Trumpets
illustrious Bouts To Ryme On Time Is Ticking Mental Remains Foriegn Amoung Dum
soon Came The Wishlist In Bagged Up
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terrain is ruff saw rivers of dust 4 trumpets stream with the windbreeze actions total satisfaction lets loose verbal content hiatus like different level different stages mics ripped qoute like ya drift
yo
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my blades cascade, slicing right through your veins
the cold edge keeps cutten until there's no remains
i think i can explain why i have these psychotic stages
well see, i grew up in a laboratory with apes stuck in cages
flip through pages of textbooks, i throw a left hook
i got a sick look, better make sure im never mistook
this aint precooked, damn my style is raw life, im illen
reziliant, like guiness draft beer im brilliant
another day another dollar, im trying to make it to see a million
so i can get blown in the wind like bob dillan
im fillen your head with truth and lies, can u recognize
seperate fact from fiction, its an addiction, have u been starilized
parazized from the neck up, damn yo im fed up
im beaten your head with knowledge, can u even get up
my flow controls your soul, you're like "say it aint so"
you pray it aint so, but its to late, just let it go
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yo Yo Just Let Go From Inside The Goal Be The Prize The Signs Combne What 4 Sounds The Trumpets Blows Town The Suffering Brung Most Pain Away Tried It Today Saw Vision Glory Magnifesent Touch The Homey Sometime Go Give A Shout Out Post Flow No Doubt Never Drougt Caught Ice Evaglade Wfor Eva Throwws Sbaldes Slide On The Next Boat
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@ 444trumpets
since when do you write?
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Deep in heart i see scenes roads
of dirt swerve fall off the cliff the next lift from wings we waterfall upon dreams
trumpest misty clouds seas around known to which lies beneath soul make it whole from the bottom up
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that doesn't answer my question
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load reverse Method Contact On The Outer Shell reality Dwells Escape Race Matters As If Blood Flows Too Thick
the Water
start The Reaction Of Impulse Created Asphalt While Footsteps
leave Imprints Visions for Seas Have Reasons For All This
bring Together
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Push these masequrade rappers, off the boat's edge
Make sure the sharp shank cut, an the throat bled
For the shark's bread, i only have bloddy intentions
When dealin wit the muddy, tryin to fuck me in senses
Restricted cats that always fail to scale the fences
The type that only uses his hammer, when he nails the wenches
Suspense is certian like i'm slowly raise'in, the red curtian
Reveal'in the smooth character lowly shaven....
Hurtin the pointless rapper speakin all hollow lines
Too influenced by succesful artists, now they follow mimes
And everything the same again, all styles is inbred
My fix is to mix these tricks up, how? with thin lead
Scrape'in an carve'in messages, on loose leaf
Then i'll proof read and shoot the rhymes till the booth bleeds
Once they hear, they drop to two knees
Like somebody hit’em with a two piece
And realize this shits more than girls an coofies
My mind is a pad of true heat, thoughts is eruptions
Of unorganized lines, I use for the framework of constructions
Lame herb's get smoked, like the cheap sticky green
Punchlines can't hit me, its a real deep tricky thing
Cuz i always find a way to come harder than previous
Yo rhyme's eyes is swolled shut, its no chance to see me bitch
Mine's is more than the culprit, can't even call the shit grievious
Teathin mc's get teeth pulled by the mischievious
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its been a minute but check
Teathin mc's get teeth pulled by the mischievious
Alieve Us Oh Merciful Last Days The Church Is Full
Meaningfull I Believe The Last Book
Reading The Chapters As I Ride In Defense In The All Glass Rook
Thieves Like The Gideons And The Gold They Took
Dreams Of The Begining End Teams Of The Evil Minions
Jesus Never Stomped On The Serpent
The Serpent Stomped On Jesus Believe Us
Heathens Spredin Deiseise In The Mist Of The Breeches
Islamic Teachings Not Muslim Preachings
Cuz Name Barriers Carry Warz
And The Same Charriots The Romans Drove
We Rode In
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saw heaven space neglect 7 crafted bend method to this sequence my irrevalent stature like the one to capture flash the image thoughts created in his image
soon came to realise the ones thats dum pass that mic
i knew bigger things never knew the consequence
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spit flame who walks along plains arch
the wheat bends along the windbreeze causes lines to breech sence of humor scene of deep gratitude seek the goal unfold
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this for all these wack emcees dont get it twisted flows on point i studied long enough to analize my massage 4 trumpets left breathless saw from the essence my time travel as a peseant seek refine message to amuse anger those who oppose to a kid by a stanger many circum the sword avoid the light when missed goodnight with the thought made a wish for dark inlist these trumpets
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action minute passes the lines of torture caged in mind over head cause the volture to pride
on out his deadliest thing to do
once trumpets blow trumpets clash titants many reveal lost his beak masses defeat the dead
saw men and women to shine through battle with more troops
had the head cut off for more soot