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was almost clipped yesterday by lil duece duece totin fag.../
stomped him half to death u think he was on the rag.../
stuck a strap in my cousins face,
shit got slapped outta his hands an thats when the merciless beat down took place.
fr real i aint lyin, lil nigga tried hittin me with four,
everytime i see the bitch ima drop his ass to the floor.../
we at fuckin war within our community, things is shittyy, oh well,m
peace
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Start blazin..car chases..copz pacin..dodge adjacent to tha hardest places.....
to officers itz often off-limitz like college basementz..they acknowledge dangers..
leave 'scholarz hangin' who act smart.. attacked by DARTZ..dome cracked apart..
I roam laughin hard.. snatch chaffz toss em back..emboss-a-track / abort ya path..
snort-a-rack or-a-row of crack then drag a newport.. Im solo.. what ya crew thought!?
C.A.E. 1994 rep.. snipe ya door red..to remind all hedz we forcin realness inta portionz.!!
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anyday i'd rather spit rhymes then spit saliva,
context destroyin this thread with rhymes u cant de"cypha"
never interuppted, my flo carries depth until it its flooded
if u happen to fall in a ditch guess what i probly dug it
unsporstmanlike conducted, i write it rugged
raw, undiscovered 50 karat gold nugget
speedin off these rap tracks with the pedal on the floor
the bottom metal is tore, now the top gata settle the score
get it for more than its worth when u sell em the store
i take the title belt that u wore, sorry i had to tell u before
only 15 doin things past ya imagination
rock the nation, realistic no imitation
forget a plank i make fake emcees walk a path
that'll have em lost like the road is talkin math
its sad that yall cant make it pass the first cut
cuz my team legendary, yall kno how im rippin this verse WHAT
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this is off my personal thread, not exactly freestyle ( more like free"writtin") but i need feed.
Turn my mic up, and give me some time to speak
these stories i tell more than what's written in diaries//
my life is unabridged, always in it's entirety
ispit it with calrity, true to the picture and filled with sincerity//
I'm just a child that grew up in moderate povery
was taught to repspect my elders and honer soverign honesty//
but i didn't listen to this advice, i was headstrong and rebellious
i still am infact, that's why i write, so no can quell this hellion//
I'm still searchin, lyrically for promtion in industry
blowin up to infinity, and use this gift JAHOVA has given me// (not Jay-Z)
So i write these bars and attack withim as a remnant of TRUE HIP-HOP
I'll fight to the death, sword in hand, even after the MU-SIC STOPS// (music said in 2 syllables)
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the general maser of heat
dont check my melody check my technique
the light of the temple a man wit a passion
feedin the masses in rations
sanctioning mc's from here to bremuda
the clam hand style of the buhda
who'da thaught that i shadow box so graciously
spar with great sicka and dismiss HIV
teach scrolls with Danger... rite books with james
boast with Abiss about the fame that came
after bashin these lames of unknown names
kick em out the temple for they bring shame
Raise yo battle signs, Wu in the battle mind
there is always victory for the temple kind
they cant see therefore they are blind
and soldiers protect ya necks cause i'm protectin mines
bore* :)
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got bi-sexuals running the straight lines
fuck left hooks, come with a hatin right
i hear ya rep n i ain't the least impressed
they said you's were a soldier again
said you led an army, but left in a mash
thought you were strong but its ya chest i smash
ya gold grills on my fist tight
don't think you winning any fist fights
i'm sorta bent like shots to the gut
the shotgun on safety like quarterback going "hut hut"
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7 blades of death from Bangledesh
Equiped and whipped out to engrave ya chest
Sendin a bomb threat
From ya back deck
makin ya' palms sweat
in the same breathe
cast a lyrical hex
that make ya ears bleed
then fall to ya' knees
and die of a cardiac, Heart attack
like pistol pete
they gettin' shot for the C.R.E.A.M
at only fifteen
so stick with a team
who's untouchable
no spot rushable
And only do favors for a few
cuz u know how they do
they filled with lost souls like deep slum Bars
so watch ya' back and welcome to the
TEMPLE OF DARTS
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i stab hearts
with the speed of tigers poison saliva
don't let my sword cut up right thru inside ya
i don;t hesitate everyday i meditate to help to gravitate
and eventually activate
by mind state is outta control im bound to roll
on any mothafucka with a worn out soul
i stay cold like iceblocks, even in the most hot,
whatever climate im still climbin to the top,
when i spit this shit...
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When i Spit This Gift thats Terrific, it Hits With a 1000 Bricks Bitch
got ya Addicted, like a girl and what my Dick Did!!
it's so eazy ta Swith It, like 1 2 3 like a STickShift
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Rules of the temple
dont fuck with "i" the most infamus in wu tactics
dont strech yo boundries cause my arms elastic
"i" dont want to reach out my hands reeks of death
i'm no pirate but i'll leave two on that mans chest
dont get put to rest but come get blessed by these here diciple
dont disrespect an elder dont trifle
rules of the temple as stated above
"i" dont disrepect but dont misjudge the love
we are all tested warriors in the Battlegrounds
we bacame the passive but dont like barks of hounds
the meek are not weak we just turn the other cheek
but there is only 2 side then comes the hulkish freak
if u seek enlightement post as you will
but dont become a dosier aka the next kill
this is just how i think about the proper edicate of the temple
I-doesnt refer to me but to the temple as one.
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damn sicka be gettin alot of respect :D
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non much just brainstormin GrandmAster "brotha" Sicka
Check it the flow is like katrina destructive in its path
i'm the greater power like a Titan in a clash
the master monster of bash hulkish in stature
bustin mc causin brain raptures
the infamous yet humble rhyme schemer
the always charging with unparelled demenor
fuck all blasphemers that spoil temple serenity
the Wu stands alone its land is called eternity
a recognized identity with those of true heart
best come prepare or i'll take yo soul when u fall apart
we the king of the charts,and of scrolsl of untold doom
ya sofacte cause we the air ducts while ya try plot inside a room
the future looks gloomed so asume the position of dispair
when you hear wu-tang and a symboled phat W in the air
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ayo chek it fellin good
Just snorted sum Meth, so only thing Left is ta Reminesnce
about my Ex, on how "sicka" i am wit da Text, as she gets undressed
and her lips Peck, my Chest down ta my Pecks, as i sugest
go lower and she gets a look a interest, insects, inject sick shit like incest
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I ain't talking Wrestling when you get "Rock D" Bottom
cuz if ya go Against me, you'll get smoked like Marijuana
haha a lil propz ta RockD
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sup WU my motha fuckin elevation chamber now son
Me Sick then Aids Hit ya wit RAids, that Switched up da ga Game
he my Main Man, together we Maintain, and Made Plans that get us in the Game Plan
ta get Monthly Pay-ment's, give'n you a Face-Lift, Kill'n You and Whoever you Came With while you Weep n Seek Salvation, we Glee ya Defeat like Graduation
Who else should i represent i this bitch
Talked about but neva Spoken, his lyric's are the Dopest
he Knows it, it go's ta show ya own Tricks
help me achieve n Grow with Motion
I noticed he a Flowist with Potency,
His Lines Notioned his Poetry
in Time he Broke the Aura in his Sleep
haha long as hell
Where the Fuck's BigBen, When will I see him Chuck da Gift Again
he da one Above the Average and at the Top he Surpasses
Serves Malice Burn's Wack Heads as ya get put in da Urn and Ashes
he takin more lives then the Buried Caskets leave the Whole Town
in Fear got them Hysterical Scared n Frantic, Un-tame-able Bear thats Runnin Rampant
igh t and im out fa now
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niggas better set sail cause amist
is the lirycal global assassins an ya names on the list
the shadow boxers professors of verbal calysthetics
sicka n danger are operational they even injure the medics
wu tang relics amongst them is I
the kenpo master from lands of outside
the soul General abosorbin all even the minerals
that are imbeded in yo body so of the divine i'm a criminal
i keep damage at a maximum fuck minimal i like whe ya bleed
viscious and nasty when u dead on ya girl i plant a seed
indeed a savage mc when in full moon
fuck the day after tomorrow right now i bring doom.
just writin....
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ryte after Palehorse i swing down at full force
of course i chop heads off like the Norse
but im no Pillager no Villager one wrong move
im killin ya
like dirty cold stream water my rhymes is
distillin ya
i break it down so anyone understands
but there is hidden knowledge within that tru thought commands
and when i stand at ready uve lost all hope
i mite flash u a smile or rip out ya throat
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over the river an thru the hoods to grandmother staks' we roll.../
sober or not were makin it there to fuck some bomb ass ho's.../
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ddangerous white cats up talkin smak on the wu chat.../
dont come with that baseball bat, whitey's got a great big gat.../
and so do I, along with a blunt.../
ridin dirty, nice an early,...barely slept in a month.../
just addin an reuppin,..robbin till u nuttin.../
fuckin execute niggaz with a push of a button.../
aint that somethin?...my styles so pro it'll blow the snow out your asshole.../
u look at me wrong i wont give u a chance to run before i incinerate your soul.../
we the baddest mahfuckaz, fuckit, ima quit
peace
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nah aint no quit'n, these bitches get deminshed
when its Sicka in his "Spittin" Image
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yo, i smoke a fat blunt
keep a dead hooker in the top bunk
loungin around town, dressed to impress with a brown crown
appointment made by the attorney general, 4 30 check in time dont make it critical, stay hysterical, and keep undead like a hair follicle
they ask me why i smoke a cigarrette
"they kill you, starting now is even worse yet"
chill ock, youre not my mom so take a deep breath
i smoke em cause fuck it, i figure i got another 60 till death
plus ive had about 6 beers and i need the buzz
id rather a joint but theres no smokin in the house cuz
so get out of my face with the rhetoric
i already took d.a.r.e and ignored it
camel lights get me through the day
and honestly, theyre one of the reasons i havent started to sniff yay
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spittin some of the realness
from the burbs, but you can still feel this
rhymes that hit like a shot from canseco
but a mind thats injected with substances like canseco
stay lifted 24/7
havent not smoked in weeks my brethren, i float in the clouds like blowing bubbles in heaven
and (most emcees out there got the same ol' thing)
dudes that suck dick without a gold tongue ring
moments of greatness like a one night fling
he try to do it for the kids
and build a rep without any jail bids
its absolutely ludicrous how he supposed to do this, write rhymes at home in a state of bliss, prepare a 16 bar diss, that cuts 14 year olds like a jewish bris
wooz smell it like a wet dog, or possibly a dead hog, keep my true intentions clouded like morning fog, secretly poisonous like a striped frog, sludgin through life like it was all one big bog
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dumbass rap faggots/your rhymes suck like maggots/
im back chillin in the wu-tang mansion with bob saget/
its straight "Full House" but not like texas holdem/
i fuck a hot bitch like musical chairs and straght fold em/
i stay cold like brews, wack crews i just toss um/
ill hang um like three toed sloths and dead possums/
feel the force as i drop down like submarine ships/
fuck a bitch in the mouth and call her "tangerine lips"/
this is no "pulp fiction" and im no terintino/
im the "source" of the freestyle rhyme but not benzino/
tough and im rough spit hot like beef jerky/
u cant cure me and i keep coming back like bad herpes...
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Yo Dangerous!!! 1keepin It Real
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I UNNO BOUT 9TH WARRIOR, I THINK HE'S HAVIN A BAD DAY.../
PROLLY FOUND OUT HE WAS ADOPTED BY THE "fULL HOUSE" FAM AND ALL HIS DAD'S ARE GAY.../
FUCKED UP, ANYWAY... I SPIT FREESTYLE SCRIPTS LIKE COBRA'S SPIT POISON LUNGIES.../
THESE CATS FUCK WITH AIDZ THEN FIND THERE NAMES TAGGED UP IN THE OBITUARIES NEXT TO THE SUNDAY FUNNIES.../
CALVIN AN HOBBES RAP BETTER THAN HALF THESE DUMBIES.../
PIR, WHITE AN DANGEROUS RAP NIGGAZ IN HALF LIKE PETRIFIED MUMMIES.../
WE RUN THIS SHIT, DONT THINK U GOT A CHANCE TO TAKE OVER..../
I RUN THIS FREESTYLE BITCH EVERY CHANCE I GET WHEN IM SOBER.../
WHICH AINT OFTEN,.. BUT ITS' GOOD ENUF.../
IM THE BEST FREESTYLE TEXT EMCEE, LEAVE THIS GAME IN HANDCUFFS WHAT THE FUCK////
IM OUT
PEACE
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sicka here rappin bout calvin and hobbes
but fuck with me man and the last thing you'll be is robbed
cuz ill crash ya first and knock out cha lights
stab your head with my knife like Seafood Delight
i got that wantan spice that chargrill rap on ice
u step to me wrong ill b up on u like lice
but i dont itch i sting shit better yet i bring shit
i aint kingshyt, but i fling shit and ring shit
like bells on top of churches and cathedrals
im jumpin off buldings and shit like evil kaneeval
shittt
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yeah right, shout out to my ass for givin a shit.../
Fuck net beef, i just run wit it.../
U outta range playin with these big names.../
Hell no u aint KINGSHYT,.. your KING LAME.../
Im king of the cheddar, got all the the fame.../
Your better off one line rhymin cuz im runnin the freestyle game.../
get some brains from your girl for awhile, fuck your wack shit it's child.../
you'll never be me, put u in my shoe's, u wouldnt make it a mile.../
split a dutch an smoke one up while i think how ima fuck u up.../
Im just playin around fam cuz i know u a baby an u cant keep up//
peace
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walk on feats of the pleat like slack when cheat at death give 'em last breath like rites the passage is flight to light like night from day stay a way to gray anti matter from space from neurons like new runs of the sun in dimensions as tuition be mention me the man i am to grand to slam so poof they spooked as if re group fal back the walk lays tracks akin to backs stretched out like grout water proof from bout with blues the shoes not suede to pave the way high or free at last be with out mass of mask the task is to grasp the equation from regulate send congruent the angles be truent to leave early as keep steping for swirl thee
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yous a gibberish spitta, the pistol grip whip a
weak ass hoe befoe i lick a clip in ya
yeah im sharp as that, get scarred wit Shrap
in the Ghetty gettin Green like Project Pat
hate the fakers, tre-eight erase the haters
take ya paper, ate ya plate up and still starvin
steel carvin my name in ya chest, haters that test
play wit the best, skinheads get flayed wit the tek
along wit everyone else, run up in anyone house
you aint plastic but the black fifth make anyone melt
throw ya fuckin bitch up in the wood chipper
come to fuckin Vicky, see my hood thicker
uptown i'm resident, you a fuckn clown its evident
take a trip to the beach just to drown the evidence
get hit wit the heat put a clip through ya seat
from the back seat, wit some stripper ass yeah I clap meat
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Runnin Your Mouth Non Stop Aint Gonna Change Thing.../
Fuckin Real Deal Holyfield Sicka Than Aidz The King.../
Strong As The Hulk, My Dick Will Burst Your Throat An Prolly Stop Your Pulse..../
Sword Swallowin Donkey Show Luvin Little Slut.../
Fuck Your Nonsense,aint My Fault U Want It In The Butt.../
I Want It In The Butt But Yo Its The Other Way Around.../
Get My Dick Up In Your Girl And Fuck Her Upside Down.../
Anyways, U Mad Gay Frontin On My Team.../
Light Weight Bitch, U Cant Even Budge A Triple Beam.
Peace
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White n Dangerous, is Tight with Vagrant Men
Asian, Cacasuian, Native American, even da Jamacian
Sicka mix his Liqour when hittin dem Twin Sister'z
Parlay in da L.V., light a Swell'd B, and hand it ta my man BigBen
Withstanding this world's Frustra-tion, Much hate'n from Korrupt Jake n Made Men
Fly a Plane ta the Carribean, get high then disappear like a amphibian
while me and Sicka stack our Million's, while Pillage'n little Villages
we on top like Mt. Everest, count Chedda Bitch, Amount's neva Thin
Proud ta be where im at in this Crowded Mc's Shack
Lounge'n in da Hawian Breeze, Buyin Weed? PLEASE we Supply'n Key's