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I may be considered a rookie but listen closely
shatter your ear drums, theres a reason Jesus chose me
see I stay relentless on the tracks burning shit
blowing donuts on the vinyl, raps hurting your wits
thought you knew what you know but got more coming
ain't eating more then I can handle yet I got a sore stomach
maybe its because all these MC's tasted sweet and sour
platinum, gold, silver, diamonds I hate it all so cower
see I can't stand those who hide behind their money
Last day prophet getting blown by a dame in a cock-pit..
White rock rich, another day another cop hit..
Picture me rollin' spliffs, and givin' seeds lessons..
Ebonies i'm undressing i'm back like a massage..gun clap ya entourage..
These pussies ain't thugs theyr'e frauds..
Leave em Pac scarred..corpse in a garage..
My wolves never starve..body ya guards
Pull cards..shooting stars even Gods..
Squads..and bounties on the hunt..
Demented pass the blunt..then the clip..
Rappers get clipped..for their chips..
economy made ya raunchy haunted by money flaunted by media hungry elastic personality draft dodging a$$holes who won't fight for their country but try to lead us instead they deceive us into believing in freedom while they're dreaming of world domination illustrating every abomination the devil has created to bring us closer to temptation. Mr McFeely Speedy Delivery into the hands of evil this is just the beginning we got the usual suspects prepared for the line up ready to grind up all the bull$hit they spit from their lips and spread it across the faces of the politrickin capitalists and all the head cases that are attracted to it. can't ya hear when opportunity's knockin, unlock the door if you can envision the world in its original form.
Many waited, and debated the most hated jaded contender..
Go ask Wyclef why i'm about 2 be gone til' November?
Remember the corp member wit the lion heart, and heartless flow..
Darts gun Hov, Curtis, and any of ya mainstream pros..
Who only spit about hoes, busting shots, and chopping o's..
I'm a king that's just, whylin' like Digi on Dust..
The won poe won't bust, the one big brother won't touch..
Ya'll don't need to see my middle finger up to know i don't give a fuck..
Walked through many hoods Compton to Chi-town, without my chain tucked..
Young when i got bucked during duck season, by some jealous fuck..
Avenging a beating i gave, blows rocked the kid like Audio Slave..
The danger was grave, nearly sent to the grave, hit by a guage..
So know i no longer enguage in thug ways, i'm engaged..
Far from righteous, a kid that'll stick you for ya blinging ices..
Foes wanna see me shot up, laying lifeless..
Wifey and 2 seeds left in a crisis, while i'm under like Hayes Issac..
Who would ride for me, when i'm gone for eternity??..
I deal wit life, i'm unconcerned who'll turn on me..
Thoughts so deep i can feel worms on me..
If i'm locked down i'm sending niggas to the infimary..
Not married but i got a real love like Mary J...
That'll kill for me kid, the one i can lean on at the end of the day..
Never mind what foes say, if u ain't gonna spray get out my way..
We can make it war, or peace, both of us deceased from gun-play..
Rather be positive, but something's got to give if i'm tested..
I'm young, and rest-less, my cliques never been disrespected..
In the hood were well respected, and above the law connected..
I'm not a gangster rapper, but i'll show ya'll a murder record..
Everything in life i give it a 110% effort...
From bonning, to shitting, everything's real in my prism..
Ain't no false Gods coming in my square spitting..
ballin through faster than the speed of light,
before you see me speed through il be outta sight,
cruisin throught manchester in me GTR Skyline,
grafftin for years just to say its mine all mine,
workin my fingers to the bone everyday of the year,
reachin 160 as i push into sixth gear,
subtle black body work lifted by black chromes,
20 inch,12 spoke, rapped around bridgestones,
Galaxy 102 blarin through my speakers,
pushin the accelerator via my air max sneakers.
if i say im gonna ride, im gonna roll,
dont forget the balaclava cos im parole,
if i do get caught i wont care,
cos wen u got the money the judge can be scared,
raid his house, tie up his kids and spouse,
wait for him to break, giv him a firm hand shake,
stare str8 into his eyes asif your invincable,
unplug the phonlines, keep it proffessional,,
jump bak into the car, im lookin for trouble,
see whos who, and who looks vunerable,
spot your victim then open ya door,
'what you lookin at bitch?' then knok him to the floor,
ignore his cry for mercy, kick him half to death,
rob his phone, his wallet, and his last breath,
leave him for dead as he screams for help,
terrorisin the innocent, to make a name for yaself.
I don't got a celly bitches so you can blow me
sending disses through text messages I can tell you phoney
when I'm vexed you better send your dawgs to hold me back
the softee's don't want it, eat your vertebra and fold ya back
asking why I act rude to you, I was misplaced
through adoption, kill your parents to give you a taste
smile when you get on your knees, hands folded
then try to swing at me, please, you can't even hold it
see, I got these things, that do this and that
hit and swat your brain, leave you easier then kittens nap
for my crew to run up in you, left useless like a tail bone
get diabolic, I'm scientist, like Danny DeVito you the failed clone
failed clone........
i derail poems on tracks like an attack on a mentally malnourished cats frail bones
snail slow scarecrow chase the dragon not birds cause he always likes ta stay snowed
your fake tone doesnt appeal even to the people with all 5 sense ure presence is senseless without a practiced defense kidz,relentless in all forms and dangerous angles
ill leave bitches in shackles strapped around there armz an there ankles,then dangle the key in front of of the stund cuntz face,snuff for dayz when i pull out my 8 mm tapes,and brake the vcr,need a jar for my thoughts,mentally capable to brake through galaxy's newtons law couldent even stop my flows float gravity,penetrate worm wholes like Einsteins philly tragedy,high priests n prophets madd at me for speakin anarchy annually,media pictures and edited conspiracy scriptures,sunk in ure mind to redesign
subliminal dictations from Hitler,rally the cause cuz life is a experience flawed,next to death is emptiness corroded by the wordz from there jaws,givin back to the dirt in soon time of mother natures man made menopause,and men applause to the sound of war ignoring the peace, riots start biased exposing hopeless deceit,so sit back in ure seat an watch how the world tuns to disease,stereotypes are the polite way to treat the people u meet,most are juss sheep inside a mindless shell in too deep,respect the mother ship that gave birth so unique, a bloodline of roots ,uncut but still fall from the leaves,chemicals in the air tear a black whole in the breeze,hothead cold feet with a chip on my shoulder for spreadin the truth of unjust government order,were all the supporters when the victims of innocence end up captured on a palm held recorder,brief case of FBI files that dont even exist,cuffed on my wrist secrets of the planets combined in our solars systems eclipse,666 n concept scientifically concocted a whole new meaning of sick,
virtually tricked ,matrix makeshift illusion of wish,confuse u wit witz,physical malfunction your bodys atom anatomy splits,nervous system twitch words singe when i spit epileptic seizures for breathers,soo ill get props from cancer patients when im huffin back all the medical refer ,rag spoked in ether dumbin out like hunter s Thompson,fear my loathing for death as gonzo ghost writers 1966 haunting,the climax peep the peek and its eruption is daunting,tree smoke bleedz tokez arthritis from rollin the tightest,jonting vocabulary pen stroke with the giant octopus ink of lord titus,king mitus touched my soul slow so the gold was divided, to all the joints an artery's,bones encrusted in diamonds,my magnetic attraction can be witness with the scratch of a vinyl,chain reaction to the food web and my species is primal,more than animal instinct when the peace reach past the point of ure spinal,satans ouiji board cant even fathom if im a foe or a rival...my signature states to the date that my knott is untiable
daayyyum get some structure man this is hard to read.. but pretty niceQuote:
Originally Posted by tha god concept
My ill illustrations are illustrious, I conquer foreign terrains like Augustus/
I free minds like Fred Douglass, most young kids’d take just ice over justice/
I got my rusted musket, here’s my blood in a cup, kid—now drink wit me/
eat my bread if you in sync wit me, and you must mimic my idiosyncrasies/
ignore idiot Sadduccees, enter the Equinox, collide wit the dope kaleidoscope/
stop bein hypnotized by the bioscope and look for the guy behind the ropes/
look to the sky for hope, lift cha face from the sod and behold the living God/
trod to His feet and nod, forsake the serpent’s rod, offer ya body as a synagogue...
yo,
check the kid, the best out here
hacking the entire database, laying to rest fear
brushed off these flakes, wasn't really even an itch though
wondering why I got respect, bitch its the flow
I'm on TV talking about rappers with no vest on
never break a promise I make, swear I'm the best Lord
plus picture good days sipping on a hundred foot yacht
aight, I won't front, I'm daydreaming about plundering kats
tired, all I can think
lyrical spirit livin' in the midst of decadence...//
whenever i contemplate, tectonics catch the resonance...//
measure tha evidence as sediments shift//
lessons in essence bridge the abyss...connect 2 ya cliff//
dont get ya mind flipped...
Wordplay's unbreakable, and fly as Alicia, sell my lyrics like keys to niggas/
Slow down spitter, the Brand Nubian scriptures, punks get beatdown bitter/
Mc's quiver, as we river flow deliver violent verbal vitals/
Lamp then hit gorillas wit Mighty joe Young recitals/
Gouge out the eyes of ya idols,i'm high wit the title/
Suicidal, russian roulette obssessed/
Love Canadian cess, secretary undressed on the desk/
Check the sig, like the animated thug in it, i'll push ya wig back/
Stick a tack in ya toe, and give em a tick-tack for that breath black/
I't me never throw a rap if it a weapon
Blast out in section were I flow with name pon
Some fold battle you the sot
To many niggas cooking blaze weed pot
Fuck what heard about the name
I rip mic's out the fucking frame
Just give me second to tell you what happen
Already nigga post rap in different thread like I want see it
Third eye see all want bee dum pun
That what sound like when I crack your jur sun
Earth not ready for time
When I go at mine you know nigga will try
i blow the spot, ignite mics cuz my flow is hot
and i inject raw dopeness like a syringe
wit hardcore lyrics thats off the hinge
burn a million degrees MCs tense up and cringe
the hair on ya body not burnt off is singed
so severe scar tissue will replace ya epidermis
they say i keep it hot similiar to a lyrical thermis
making rappers regret and forced never to return-to-this
smoke ya crew up like cannabis, wit lyrical skills like canibus
metaphors and similies rock you you aint got a chance at this
freestyle flowing fancy-free fabolously factual fantastic shit
any style you on boy i mastered it just like how the mantis did
multi-lateral battler cage rattler my rhyme skills are drastic kid..