"show These Crabs How To Rhyme Thread"

Beat cha box tick tocks get clocked in clocking
When you ain’t rocking flows correctly
So I direct to DVD ya ass when nothing to gas
Just gimme five on it when you ain’t looney enough to get animated like cartoon
Scripting scabs get domed like Mayweather jabs
I can mike Tyson it in interview spit spews
When you get broken like cashews and nuggets
But I had to hammer of god it, nah nigga I’m iron fist
Nah nigga I’m tekken tag it quick to Paul Phoenix
You cannot mean when we just street fight it
You couldn’t even hadouken it
When you trying to just shoryuken it
Leave you dumped all over beats
they don’t know where to spread cha drops at on
ya tape is wack, get wrecked and injured
You ain’t even twisted I’m wickedly gifted to SAW it
Without the gimmicks you still couldn’t mimic
When I spit it with more flames than hydra operative
Stupidly dwarfting stars sparking waves leaving dolphins going to mars
You ain’t got the mental to crack a dental
without principle or a number two pencil
try tracing my stencils and still couldn’t even ruin the original
you kamikaze wrecking wordplay with no say so
when you don’t even know so when you go “Ayyo”

eagle reloaded to dome destruction I'm devoted to devour crooked powers and badge wearing rodents
holding poetry potent by allah for my potential I was chosen
the minds destroyed mental explosion as I rode out before the land erosion
I'm focused free exercising philosophy to triumph over the powers that be
devils after me shit even a cold isn't catching me my immune system boosting my energy
walk on danger streets no weapon just a folder full of lessons my own kin lack progression
genocidal crews ran down in intersections for texting me threats
you just trashed your respect find a new route to select came up under vets
so I got veteran respect I'm sorta like pine-sol every effect infects

Walls plastered masters organize unions of bastard
Code red barbarian brutality face slasker
Laughed ya to insanity bad bitch looking like vanity
Almost dumped her until she nearly ran the van on me
She's open to the tan on me I'm quiet about her deficiency
Last year was a different me gold on like 1986 mr. T
can't step in the garden pay me full fisted fee
Heat the crib so we can get it like the contras did
Sponsored spanners spanning hoods for arm and hammer
Perimeter circled and encircled by the village enchanted
Ready fire anthems to get the choir dancing

blade armed raid faded like the big bang theorem iron out cha wrinkles
had to rock cloaks like a ninjago ninja split cha and return ya to the field
had ruin your tirade with my giant trunade
Basque rapidly launch lames off the cliff
truman show blown through clips like 45 banana clips
eject cha like tapes and ctrl+Alt+delete cha darts like mp3s
rolling quiet on them with mpv's thinking they just an mvp
when they can't even wrestle with style that was perfect
roll the reels, seal up those diablos without the 3rd seer
bring brewskis past cheers you ain't bar stooling
i'm konan before conan and conan o'brian
you ain't aspiring to the miracles of zeon

Look at the graphics thrown quick like dollars at women who strip
Or a Peyton pass earth destroyed paranoia will we exist
In the next to come started off little like Malcolm
When it was war and segregated water fountains
Doubting my leave of absence as if you had sense
I concur with your concussion stuck in oblivion
Thoughts of a painful experience were giving em
Every direction driving lost remaining calm costs
Ny ammo is automatically tossed until the day
Of judgement jugular vein slice to the thugs sent

Appertain what cha restrain topical claims
Get machine made in codex’s when I read in logic
You’re not even in Linux you still can use windows
Attempting to dos your was out of it
When it was just a penguin
I see those bite marks
Thinking its Thomas Edison
When you rather be Nikola Tesla
Emcees trying to empress ya come off the hertz
You still can’t process what I Intel like advance micro devices
You can’t IBM it like typewriters from brother
When you ain’t like the other….

Step on Skittles rappers Hung up on some Romantic Calls like Patra
Just to be Frank, White powders' evenly distributed thru each nostral
Word bond not Nostra-dom but I swear on ya moms
Devis comin' to dance and I aint talkin' bout proms
l promise that matta fact bet my fucking life on
theres no escapin' when youre facin death in the near future
and not for nuttin' but one thing for certain's
that it aint gonna be from fucking laughter
but something different rather which yous about-ta
find out soon afta these wolves finish going thru
what seems to be the remains of fucking Kevin Costna!

What you know about selling soap to smelling folks?
Backup or get your melon poked no bread packing toast
Hit every coast for pounds of smoke another town to roast
Show you how to kick it like a soccer pro
Play me the choppers blow you rest six feet below
after the show I get profits and hit the telly with proper hoes
Finally made it home to see how the seeds have grown
No time for hoodrats I'd rather be alone to light a bone

What you know about selling soap to smelling folks?
Backup or get your melon poked no bread packing toast
Hit every coast for pounds of smoke another town to roast
Show you how to kick it like a soccer pro
Play me the choppers blow you rest six feet below
after the show I get profits and hit the telly with proper hoes
Finally made it home to see how the seeds have grown
No time for hoodrats I'd rather be alone to light a bone
Ninjas hating as if my name is known turned off the phone
Not Mick jagger but I'm rolling stoned you want a break instead broken bones

You believe that elitists have cloned eggs
from a fetus believed to be known grey?
underground in some deep undisclosed base
floating motionless, grown in enclosed tanks?
comotosis, emotionless, rogue race..
they're creating the locusts of revelations
while our patrons stay focused on rebel nations
shells n casins fell racin to melt the pavement
be in hell probly sharin a cell with satan
used to be in religion but fell away when
taken off of the drugs, i held the cravin
for that speedballin needle, it felt amazin
once it found it a vein to impale it's way in
couldn't let the shit go, i failed to change n
just embraced what i was, a junky fuck
lovin guns n butt fuckin some ugly sluts
id be like cheerios, makin some honey nut
before i sliced thru her guts like a tummy tuck
while smearin pig on the wall in her running blood

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Originally Posted by ArcherPriest

You believe that elitists have cloned eggs
from a fetus believed to be known grey?
underground in some deep undisclosed base
floating motionless, grown in enclosed tanks?
comotosis, emotionless, rogue race..
they're creating the locusts of revelations
while our patrons stay focused on rebel nations
shells n casins fell racin to melt the pavement
be in hell probly sharin a cell with satan
used to be in religion but fell away when
taken off of the drugs, i held the cravin
for that speedballin needle, it felt amazin
once it found it a vein to impale it's way in
couldn't let the shit go, i failed to change n
just embraced what i was, a junky fuck
lovin guns n butt fuckin some ugly sluts
id be like cheerios, makin some honey nut
before i sliced thru her guts like a tummy tuck
while smearin pig on the wall in her running blood

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Thought provoking piece much props

They got gun ranges out of range supremacy fame
Mossbergs that flatlined battalions untamed
Government funded war games drug profits in plane's
One in your brain for dropping a name Kleenex crying shame
Trafficking cane that boggled minds to a destructive designer 88
Child trafficking grind these luciferians are running out of time
Cops killing then sent home with pay chilling still holding nines
Fuck protest signs invest in weapons to protect me and mine
No longer stuck on crimes years before raising swords
retardation in the nation has us sleeping for sure
Kids laying in the street not moving at all
Who you gonna call?

what is steel to the flesh? what's a sword to the hand that wields it?
what is fear to the heart? nothin more than the man who feels it
as he's killied with a dull lumber axe, on filmstrip, the seveneth seal rips
live our acts on cosmic gag reels, sqeelin out sealed lips
zodiae signz of the heaven's, head trips, lunar eclipse, the dead lift
i dropped a ten strip, im bed sick, fastened down by the left wrist..
to gurneys n fed shit injectected with verichip, so everywhere i sit
gets beamed to some sherriffs crib, i show up an apparent blip
on radar beams that're streamed thru the air from ships
over cities, cause terror exists, that we cant ever dare to risk,
gotta protect ourselves, so its fair to give up our rights
prepare for this, bug hype, an embarrassment, way ppl wont air their scent..
out n vent cuz theyre scared of jets flyin over thier heads with red..
infa cameras prepared to flex, push a button, amerideath,
without a care for vets returnin, theyre branded as threat insurgents
take the text n burn it, next is weapon searches,
home to home they work it, uniformed foriegn troopers to purge this..
rebel herd of firm grip, thats why we fight with burnt sticks, n curve pitch
throwin rocks at your birds tits while she breastfeeds your first kid, mufucka,
my nerves itch, i throw the first fist, my frames straight cut n i hurt kids
that i cant work with, flee ina perm wig rockin glasses my shirt switched
fake plates on my birds whip, these staches n burns kits got be lookin like burt, shit,
or maybe selleck, magnum p.i. flannel n navy shell tips, step out on the pave n melt it
with the hot step, dance on a cop's neck while ive got both hands on his broad's chest,
just playin, i dont dance, it makes my steel rub, gets pinched in my pants so i deal drugs
only clubbin i do is baby seal pups, thats on the real couz, bathin in spilled blood,
we turn mugs made of skulls into pilled cups, these kind of drugs have killed tons,
could give a fuck tho holmes, cuz they still fun

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Originally Posted by J.T.S.

Thought provoking piece much props

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thx j

no sandwich here's the knuckles belt broken beat buckle
Birds feathers ruffled by my verbal kung fu shuffle
Clear the floor muscle hustle dogs mouth muffled
Fearless tussle tissue exposed explosive troubles
Dialect doubled sipping rum ready to rumble
Off square soldiers fumbled riding dirty directly through tunnel
Rambling man nonsense nothing common here I got cents
street tenants in tents by the electric fence shockwaves sent
A convict with rooms for rent direct deposit payment sent
Soldier gunning buffalo at you I bust shots low
Entitled to terrific titles he dead no need for vitals