"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

tribunes written in big rooms as bass booms the shroomz consumed
as I resume thoughts in bloom
haters vanquish soon still not established spitting average about their carrots
crying because my criteria's savage as black Sabbath
grab this warning ravaged delete that wack shit off your tablet
you don't want the inspector to release a gadget
show respect or the fists break specs unless a checks written
vets listen as superficial rappers give in to superstition
nurse stitching your wounds new battle scar additions
tripping off the lift off sky fire-work beauty
done by yours truly the most unruly
save the judgments for Judy it's general cooly
life's a movie and parts get cut so rudely
gifted teaching and barbaric beasting
confused masses give in to perverted pastors preaching
anything to get that money leechers stay leaching

I got allota flows blown shows moan cloves shown doves flows
Blown through papes made apes faded chaps
Killing tracks pillage packs billing taxes maxing on raps
With wraps dutches and Phillies rolled dusted domes
Mustard clones get fame never chasing lames
Touched by how I write nuclear always ready to go off
Nicely laced faced in wasted
Never changed like a masked chameleon
I got allota flavor in my unit
Never rebooting I’m always recruiting
Disputing fumes planting effects
Chin your checks bringing back checks
Coming back from the dead like old debt
I got soul fisted chief snake those plisken
Spin tracks on vinyl never cared for sorato
Ripping topicals without a tone for those trying busting nothing but chrome
Had to transform back from the norm had calm it down a notch
Plot and spot those named Stella killing a chinchilla
You ain’t a villain until you got advance degree
You ain’t a villain until you mastering plans
With more back-ups than cheerleader teams from Kansas

it's treacherous torture from the authors writing hand conquer the galaxy with a metro plan
your whole team lambs were the wolves stalking you and your fam
we only hollered at your bitch because we know she sucks like the L.A. rams
I'm too evil your too feeble beating leave you comatose know they have to straw feed you
rappers need to exit quick before that last second on the bomb ticks
Stay shooting bricks like josh Smith spit bars and receive tips
you play the waiter serving drinks I love long haired women but I'd probably smash Pink
wink and your eye's gone before you even think of the pain
Can't be faded cause I'm the one throwing bleach in the game
many lessons are taught from precise aim watch me run his watch and chain
car,cards, and pocket change

Corruption of construction of universal interior/
The positive is wearier, impact by surge of fury blurs/
Spontaneous dragon psyche, where tragedy peaks/
Muscle head tussle with red, till bust holes and bled/
Whispers from the pretentious angel with barbed halo/
Inner foundation rumbles and crumbles making spars fatal/
Conscience in a torture rack can't hold the morbid back/
Blind in a tornado, the distortion strangles/
Perception of proportion is disassembled/
Fist to flesh becomes instrumental when too much pressure flooding the temples/
Danger ahead when breaking the thread, and chased by the Feds/
To layin in bed, palms to face shakin your head/
That devil anger initiated confrontation driven by hatred/
Now locked away boxed and caged/
Under private for-profits not addressing beneath the surface/
Focused on the act of rage so the system functions with purpose/

chase the mortal as he awaits transportation through the portal
secluded but not eluded to be eternally immortal
like lp releases wigs push em back his dome the sword went right through
the old style gung-fu but the practiced strikes new
not from Brooklyn but I run with a zoo good grocery robbers
men in blue snipers with scopes right behind you
time you before the helix approaches as your splitting roaches
in the front seat first class stabs from killer coaches
blame smokers for cancerous lungs bang-bang the guns
another tan-man tantrum lyrics tranquilize drums
as a few hung from high heights swearing they were living forever young
melting under heat like chocolate poachers poached with shiny shanks hidden in cargo pant pockets
you live for a lie but would die for a locket stop it and read a book
write a hook about the better things in life besides how you make the coke cook

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Originally Posted by Young Gun

Corruption of construction of universal interior/
The positive is wearier, impact by surge of fury blurs/
Spontaneous dragon psyche, where tragedy peaks/
Muscle head tussle with red, till bust holes and bled/
Whispers from the pretentious angel with barbed halo/
Inner foundation rumbles and crumbles making spars fatal/
Conscience in a torture rack can't hold the morbid back/
Blind in a tornado, the distortion strangles/
Perception of proportion is disassembled/
Fist to flesh becomes instrumental when too much pressure flooding the temples/
Danger ahead when breaking the thread, and chased by the Feds/
To layin in bed, palms to face shakin your head/
That devil anger initiated confrontation driven by hatred/
Now locked away boxed and caged/
Under private for-profits not addressing beneath the surface/
Focused on the act of rage so the system functions with purpose/

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abide by the pecking order or get caught in the vice-grips
survived being thrown from the plane reciting fly scripts
lyrics illustrated for the masses to subscribe
trained nationwide break n slide commander of the war guide
bullets from heaters glide like old clyde so where can you hide?
makeup to hide marks loco sparks now homicide reports from your parts
skin doo-doo dark piss on your pride shit on your thoughts
Deep sea rebel riding on the spine of sharks
species great white as my brushed teeth indeed he's deep with tha darts
speak from the heart you weep from the harp played in the park
All natural no artificial remedy know the jews rep for me
pass burners to knock-out game victims for revenge
throw on your war glasses and watch me knock out the lens

known to make exhibits nobody can walk on without communication first
rehearse the verse that sends you and your senders to the hearse
I dug the hole your bed's dirt relaxation with some purp
hear the burb and the gunners gunning for your shirt
cranberry red he got hollows for heads running to the church
birds feast on the bodies as follows stay perched
above the law work moving freeway hustle
I fight the power like Chuck D. as bass-heads chuckle
sip rum before and after the rumble steel magnolia jungle fumble
you bums stung by the bumble as I heard one mumble
you stay quiet and humble for death become you

darts are bulletproof so you can only kill me with a head-shot when I'm not spitting
slaves on Hollywood plantations enjoying masters whipping
put chairs in front of me and I'm still not tripping
I keep it ugly like a mix of Seal, Shabba, and Scottie Pipen
lifting heavy weights when I'm hungry eating ghetto flakes
life is hard labor like immigrants that work 9 to five and never get breaks

the sleeping giant awaits the paradox thoughts outside the box
he puts them back in and concentrates on the spots
that held out on past times he worked on the docks
punching the clock no car just a bike to the pole locked
what he holds hotter than drug houses and what's under dimes blouses
traveled a mile to mow down these mouses running in houses
cheese their appetite never ceases flow contains the breezes
we got labs for rent for you no leases

You awoke a beast, nine tailing it like a fox on judgment day
Freak the flux, aeon to anything you say upon relegation
Immediate press releases leave genjustu in you
Emcees think I’m just a Sheep Lord
When I do more than lead sheep to the slaughter
When I do more than lead sheep on a revolt from the slaughter
When I do more than lead sheep………….
When I do more than just sleep with a cord
I wrapped that shit around cha neck
And just rip heads off the hook like a flying guilotine
Summoned to digress, oppress what cha read in ya digest
Omens are kept side thrones wept
Monsters in a play pen
We weigh in like another Kanji on the battlefield
Plant cha avarice iron out cha wrinkles
Don’t stop, never will I stop
Had to carry hatchets to the alley
Never to buried only scary hours proceeds us here

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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

You awoke a beast, nine tailing it like a fox on judgment day
Freak the flux, aeon to anything you say upon relegation
Immediate press releases leave genjustu in you
Emcees think I’m just a Sheep Lord
When I do more than lead sheep to the slaughter
When I do more than lead sheep on a revolt from the slaughter
When I do more than lead sheep………….
When I do more than just sleep with a cord
I wrapped that shit around cha neck
And just rip heads off the hook like a flying guilotine
Summoned to digress, oppress what cha read in ya digest
Omens are kept side thrones wept
Monsters in a play pen
We weigh in like another Kanji on the battlefield
Plant cha avarice iron out cha wrinkles
Don’t stop, never will I stop
Had to carry hatchets to the alley
Never to buried only scary hours proceeds us here

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midnight amid mics fly beat feast no longer on hunger strike
hunt and hike the hideous hid on streets with broken lights
I burned cables those beneath were left disabled by the stable
freed the horses into the wild as writers wrote fables
nothing fabricated a ghetto grad so glad I made it
through hard times look at my list of ex's all dimes
married to the craft of rhyme instead of pettie crime
everyday is a grind and my sign is seven
keep the bacon for kevin or it's a murder at eleven

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

midnight amid mics fly beat feast no longer on hunger strike
hunt and hike the hideous hid on streets with broken lights
I burned cables those beneath were left disabled by the stable
freed the horses into the wild as writers wrote fables
nothing fabricated a ghetto grad so glad I made it
through hard times look at my list of ex's all dimes
married to the craft of rhyme instead of pettie crime
everyday is a grind and my sign is seven
keep the bacon for kevin or it's a murder at eleven

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Throw that back in the oceans, rivers and ponds
Ya got cha proto plasma from
Solar rays delay clones lames
Chose games pros flame out like padded junkies
Punk drivel pioneer flows like beats coming outta speakers
Leak ya like those on the radio who didn’t get spaded and nurtured
Jaw jacking prime tackling makes you an eraser head with no semblance of being
My soul reason for escaping this world like a b-listed celeb
Isn’t cuz I’m not dapper and not cuz she got the clap
It’s cuz I cannot tolerate weakling and lameness
Accosted posted probate numerate
So I had an attack on titan thinking it was new brighten or something
Scripted ripped it right from the headlines
Dead mines best take a taste from the wine
When it actually spinal fluid from those stick and gluing
Potent potions you couldn’t use to resurrect ya fallen kin
Speak through skulls and ask how you will do it
How many minds does it take screw in a light bulb

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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

Throw that back in the oceans, rivers and ponds
Ya got cha proto plasma from
Solar rays delay clones lames
Chose games pros flame out like padded junkies
Punk drivel pioneer flows like beats coming outta speakers
Leak ya like those on the radio who didn’t get spaded and nurtured
Jaw jacking prime tackling makes you an eraser head with no semblance of being
My soul reason for escaping this world like a b-listed celeb
Isn’t cuz I’m not dapper and not cuz she got the clap
It’s cuz I cannot tolerate weakling and lameness
Accosted posted probate numerate
So I had an attack on titan thinking it was new brighten or something
Scripted ripped it right from the headlines
Dead mines best take a taste from the wine
When it actually spinal fluid from those stick and gluing
Potent potions you couldn’t use to resurrect ya fallen kin
Speak through skulls and ask how you will do it
How many minds does it take screw in a light bulb

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the black thoughts rekindled my roots many can narrate lies but you can't dispute the truth
so stay conscious instead of focusing on the fuse
win or lose I'm dying with utilized tools scars cover the skin like tribal tattoo's
grew from a small fry to a large potato baking shitty rappers who rhyme anal
not into the small talk stay high pitched like a angry dogs bark
it took others 2 days by the morning I made my mark lyrical martial arts
with no wires or men for the stunts i'll chop these farts off the charts
as they rest peace-fully the obituary they mama's brought them to me
as I smiled their boys running wild I applied the just blaze
every groove crush for days I robbed the sun for the rays
still burning the haze while my opposition singing to the boys like birds caged

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

the black thoughts rekindled my roots many can narrate lies but you can't dispute the truth
so stay conscious instead of focusing on the fuse
win or lose I'm dying with utilized tools scars cover the skin like tribal tattoo's
grew from a small fry to a large potato baking shitty rappers who rhyme anal
not into the small talk stay high pitched like a angry dogs bark
it took others 2 days by the morning I made my mark lyrical martial arts
with no wires or men for the stunts i'll chop these farts off the charts
as they rest peace-fully the obituary they mama's brought them to me
as I smiled their boys running wild I applied the just blaze
every groove crush for days I robbed the sun for the rays
still burning the haze while my opposition singing to the boys like birds caged

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Chrome templates ink blots on the page
Spit upon strip the long, bite on the thong
Bring a bong play pong higher than kites on new bright
Signed off with lungs in chunks from smoking guns
Hunch back from a Notre that ain’t even a DOM
Press play my game is stronger than a pimp named slick back
Rip facts flip a flap, unzip a sex jacket like picnic packets
Leaving those digital in the underground
Every that came , comes back around
From the bottom I lead the sheep to the top of steeple
Peeing heads with a rifle hanging off the eifel
Now I tower going under her London Bridge
Had to GW you like you got Lincoln’d
Flip them frowns upside down
Serving a billion emcees with a trillion verses
Whip lash spit blast flip flash cash out ATM
You can decide what I just talked about doubt my flavor in ya ear
Pierce the lobe dusk in grove stand this ain’t OJ and no not that one either
Leave it beaver I retrieve those cleavers
With a receiver that connected via a USB hub
Don’t got my dub plate unleash feast fate
Tempt fate and awake the beast while feasting on limbs
Kicking arts martial in the charts and converse with a overstating nymph
What’s cha name dip in lane, bust a frame?
Dust off my sword and chop suey
Leave you dumping in dumpsters
Pumping the icy’s like ice cream
Tight dreams peep my scheme
Dream via the digital river occasionally the oasis

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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

Chrome templates ink blots on the page
Spit upon strip the long, bite on the thong
Bring a bong play pong higher than kites on new bright
Signed off with lungs in chunks from smoking guns
Hunch back from a Notre that ain’t even a DOM
Press play my game is stronger than a pimp named slick back
Rip facts flip a flap, unzip a sex jacket like picnic packets
Leaving those digital in the underground
Every that came , comes back around
From the bottom I lead the sheep to the top of steeple
Peeing heads with a rifle hanging off the eifel
Now I tower going under her London Bridge
Had to GW you like you got Lincoln’d
Flip them frowns upside down
Serving a billion emcees with a trillion verses
Whip lash spit blast flip flash cash out ATM
You can decide what I just talked about doubt my flavor in ya ear
Pierce the lobe dusk in grove stand this ain’t OJ and no not that one either
Leave it beaver I retrieve those cleavers
With a receiver that connected via a USB hub
Don’t got my dub plate unleash feast fate
Tempt fate and awake the beast while feasting on limbs
Kicking arts martial in the charts and converse with a overstating nymph
What’s cha name dip in lane, bust a frame?
Dust off my sword and chop suey
Leave you dumping in dumpsters
Pumping the icy’s like ice cream
Tight dreams peep my scheme
Dream via the digital river occasionally the oasis

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the great migration with wings spread above the cloud location
Had to flee the land due to radioactive radiation
police stayed at the station fed calling I'm u-hauling
trucks cash filled after the robbery wrote my last will
until the call of duty tooley stays tucked on the young buck
your daffy as the duck that's why your bitch gave it up
in the back of the church I made her squirt
that's how it's done smoke-out like I had no lungs
tougher than leather know I got the reverend on the run