hell yea imma be hangin out like tongues not like rappers all stuck up an sprung...
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hell yea imma be hangin out like tongues not like rappers all stuck up an sprung...
pages from the tome swift shot to the dome.
stopped the Drones! but this isn't attack of the Clones it's a Cyclone
hokus pokus choke us.
Grown Up and no longer Wonder about any Other Mother Fuckers
blow me
only if u my homie :P gross Eeek! u big bully
fully strapped to pry ur life from u, the blazin male
like scorpion pressin down back and Y cuz im raisin hell
in a 6 foot cell
diggin' in the crates like the ghost big L, ebonics done well
run tell dat, swell cat the jibba jabba spitta
rub on the tail its frail careful the jizzll splatter
U tryin to rhime but you spittin dont matter, come up against me ya'll head will shatter
cerebum signals brain matter to scatter, spinal taps morse codes that channel electrodes, pain causes laughter, I come off the dome, like sweat from the Mad Hatter
a journalist once challenged hemingway to write a one line story...
Hemingway calls it his best work ever. Here is what he came up with...
for sale - baby crib - never used
My lyrical notes are Bruce Lee quotes
and as a matter of fact, your style is wack
It's just like boards- it don't hit back
in verbal battle my syntax causes auditory slauder
rattles shields and armour causes those to yield who conceal their honour
guns we bought fill slums wit' meth, jail cells 'n slaughter........... funds is fraught, ill-gotten sums - death, hell n' high water
rebel and priy morters defy lives with shell n eye tourcher
I walk on clouds I leave footprints, traveling at the speed of earth's rotation, geo-synchronist orbit, I uplink to satellites, downlink to freeze websites, subliminal alters physical, lyrical fictional definitional detramental, like bambinos accidental sprinkle yayo in bowls of Cheerios
stick to one-liners and fire a single deadly arrow,
empty the whole quill and none behead the petty sparrow/
i walk the path so narrow
coming straiight from da barrows
feast on ripe taro n' coconut, downed by the barrow............................................ .................................................. ...its marrow nourishes souls of fly Polynesian pharoahs
since when was this thread rappin funny style?
nuff poetry wheres the raw i havent heard in a while?
get it pumped, i rain lumps on chumps like ken shamrock,
then push up on they sluts, slap'em in figure four leg locks
and they difficult to undo like dread nots
i blow a whole bitches spot
let the bodies rot as i knock and crush heads like rock
knock knock, nah this aint no joke, thats the slugs gainst yall skull as my gun smokes
speedknots slows flows, fat girls suffocate, tryin to paint toes, dorothy conceived a baby by ODB, somewhere over the rainbow
thugs hit trucks to slang yayo
knife to ur throught cut that shit like playdoe
enoughs enough like jlo learning tae bo, we can throw hands till 5-0 call reinforcements and start wit the fire hose
we got bread like fried dough
all from pimpin hoes.
i show the direct effects of K.O punches,
first round aftermath, gettin stiches by the hundreds
Those ships have sailed and sunken
I'm the best now
Fat joe's deaceased brother couldn't pun this
reassemble tha GODZ..Rememba tha dartz dissamblin heartz..exit this part..Quote:
Originally Posted by Dead President
f a 1 LINE..Im checkin tha lotz..tech in ya snotbox..I rock glokz send u tah hosp..
identitiy lost, mainstream success but at what cost?
Fuck the cost, i'd rather mainstream success over a drug boss
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Originally Posted by Dead President
stuck force released wit much force unleashed..I spit power like horse im beast...:mmmyah:
feast on defeat of the weak, speak words with such technique they considered antiques,
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Originally Posted by Liquid Lines
And Me? well that's like havin nightmares..ya Can't Sleep, on this Masterpiece
Gunz jam like too much traffic...rushour shot catastrohe..