"Joyce Cannon chased me down the nature trail
But Bobby Grant was slower than a fucking snail
they couldn't catch me cus i'm so fucking quick
every time bobby see's a kid he always wanx his dik" - FRANK as Human Calculator 2o01
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"Joyce Cannon chased me down the nature trail
But Bobby Grant was slower than a fucking snail
they couldn't catch me cus i'm so fucking quick
every time bobby see's a kid he always wanx his dik" - FRANK as Human Calculator 2o01
Ayo God Ayo we need you to know you suck dick n*gga
You walking around scared to look
You suckin-on-alot-of-little-kidda-niggys-dick
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
Now we growin up with envy for the cops n shit
Searchin' for the middle of the East for props and shit
set on the path of Judas,Quote:
Originally Posted by J.T.S.
I can only foresee a black future for these sad sheep
following their cash feet
I give them happiness and relief for their last freedoms
their blood feeds my drums and beats,
in my kingdom the dumb speak and become too large to see
my currency is red rum and belief,
they come to me willingly and lay their souls on my sheets
displayed in prose for the streets,
my cornerstones are greed, lust and gluttony
so much is done for the double-headed coin of love and green
envy and deceit are plentiful, all are welcome to reap freely
in an ill treaty I was bound to walk all Earths and seas,
given birth to disease I served as adviser of foreign kings
sworn to secrecy,
my sword swings are born of an in-bred form of familiarity
lord of men and their shared seed,
I bare teeth against torches and ropes swinging
my rotting corpse twitches in a sulfuric and roaring breeze....
Niggas brush it off like it don't mean shit
Shrugging off all the words that i spit
Alotta niggas even governments spread that deception
So i stab them in they eye till they have no depth perception
My room is not a temple, it's a police box
I can't stand when a dumb nigga talks
With my words of wisdom i remain strong
Conducting a brainstorm making the pain form
i saw 10 men fucking another nigga
wu-tang clan a bunch of fucking niggas
yo it's like niggas fuckin' niggas
i'm like zeig heil to all the fuckin' niggas
then i pull the trigga on another fuckin nigga
a suckin' nigga, a stupid fuckin nigga
i wanna hang, but not with a nigga
niggas got gangs and guns and think they bigga
old niggas, tall niggas,
short niggas, niggas
niggas on drugs niggas in jail
niggas got rich by livin a life of hell
nigga get to jail, get to know your cell
nigga go have a heart attack and fail
(get to hell g-get to hell)
Niggas with heart attacks, brothers get smashed by a car
Niggas livin' in a mansion paid for by the A&R
Everyone hates a fake fucking nigga
Dancin' on the TV pullin' fake fuckin triggas
I travel through yo hood packin' a megaphone
And a kilt on.... Shoutin' Fuck You hommes
Niggas get they kids to come out with a gat
Runnin' in yo crib and yo mamma get smacked
like farms we move oxes ladies love us cause we give em more screws than tool boxesQuote:
Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton
true boxers ..who can stop us? electric eel's couldn't shock us
mouth poppers get properly popped as well as crime stoppers
rocket rhyme launchers player and big baller stompers
you got to deal with the choppers for telling whoppers
No fabrications or allegations just exotic creations
work this like i was casing it's facial damage theyr'e facing
Changing formats my form mapped storm strapped raging
iron hands fiery glands bullet-proof troops on your lands
one punch tooth in your hand de ja vu like steely dan
kill-a-army til' they feel it fam then fufill my plans
murder the ave angrily stab stuck up drivers in cabs
back-up the pick-up truck through your lab
bags for the dead-beat dads parilized in their pads
you shook just a tad putting money on my tabs
peace to crabs that pinch god's that lynch
We blowing up spots phrophets still profit off the hits
niggas robbin' niggas while robbin other niggas
while the other niggas rob another niggas other nigga
niggas are pathetic, they aint atheletic
niggas drink piss thats why they anorexic
the flow saws' platoons pause i'm banned by the mods
speed off so fast just a blue streak they saw
out of vision somewhere giving we true and living
inflicted inflictions on those insane when my brain glows
buck em down stained clothes on earth carrying angels
just practice at a target yeah grief stricken hoes
digital kills to pay analogue bills fire at will
the hands winter chilled icey rappers frost bite still
get down the holes ready i buried Bill
the ultimate fighter hostage killed
no negotiations he broke the nation
security national unatural rating
queen mating make her cheeks bounce hormones baking
as we both pay bills long overdue,Quote:
Originally Posted by J.T.S.
our analogue service review is murder to slow learning fools
the learning curve is too steep for this low feud,
we are soldiered crews posted by bolts and fueled by soldering tools
portrayed as soulless and ruthless, there is some truth to the legends told
we are competitive over oceans and controlled flows,
our motions seem opposed but the final scene has yet to unfold
calm, collected and minds composed
opponents get twisted necks staying connected to our binary codes
make ya wanna
Give it up, got ya whole crew splittin' up
kickin' up rhymes in ya prime but ya spittin sucks
flows got you sittin up, like i aint sick enough
spittin rough, livin tough
...i just dont give a fuck
Quote:
Originally Posted by billyanalogue
Were the divine one's with exotic dimes and refined guns
Stars alligned with my son's soak up this wisdom
spoken real focused with toast in the field
too many boast about who they killed
spots are hotter than blasted blue steel
the fake can't relate i'm true real
ask those amongst the chumps who catch lumps for trafficing bumps
Babies pump to grateful dead fiends they o.d. slumped
in the front of cars faces on horns the cases aren't scorned
razors to split ya skin torn it's a terrible storm
watch out for the kids that kill for the corn
leave you with ligaments torn mothers tortured while barbies are born
So days go and many come devil's succumb to one of my many guns
fired cross-fire cannons clutched by a live wire that only death can retire
i spit tired like an exhausted choir my harmony admired
dead cha best by the way of the west, didn't cha know I am the best/Quote:
Originally Posted by J.T.S.
ref the game, check down your lames, garth brooks ya looks
hold cha colt my colds be frostly brewed didn't cha know I knew/
out cha tandom by the words I laminate animate
cammera stakes bananna cakes pie up your cute wives/
ain't gon lie wondering why i'm the villian ya wishing you was
cold cut throw dubs at cha bro's sluts side swipe ur iron mics/
at the gist of looking pist I can switch frames operate from maine to queens
checking in by any means neglected chin check it best western from the east/
sniper rifle eifle tower your wild isle now by the nile
I am the ships best sailor, sales man dead end/
A monk but not felonious call out the phoniestQuote:
Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
skillz wrap-up the year's end my technique dropped the loneliest
the pigs coming with hounds wondering where i slid
in the mountains snow-capped huskies running my sled
bounty on my head the county wants me dead
i fed crooks a crooked communist with a red book
trying to put me in prison his visions cooked
ratting on your fam that's a bad look
dropped from a red hook your props are took
mc's so feminime they rap rocking pocket-books
thieves pocket books unaware i have more in store
your value only worth a penny or more
cats want to play rough but aren't built for a war
flow from the sea to the shore to the earth's core
a darkman shining the light of the lord
you want the mic before you strike die with the cord
flex in the accord chess pieces knocked off the board
rappers running the bill-board's sounding bored
giving in to frustration i fractured the skull of Satan
with the battle-axe attack with nerves shaking
adrenaline rush a touch of facination
shots like vaccanations til' i free the nation
overiddled and misled foes rival
baffled we spoke in tounges warz tribal
bled from lungs ancients chants
who... worships idols the gospel is final
u seek to defeat the bible with gossip
lucífer toss it free mason want it
the end is near the future in the rear
but u chose fear rename it 2012
we worriers bled men will be shed
the arms of the lord blesing every head
the end is near whose to shed a tear
rising from the smoke and ashes movements the fastest
a rhymer flatlines trying to intercept my passes
fuck what the newest fad is finger jab hits injure the baddest
Contestants who come test leave with a splattered cabbage
This cat is calm but non-comical above average and not savage
Sicker than a dope habit hard to outshine my habitual tablets
beyond practical tactical tactics crafted in the attic
a dare-devil rebel rubbed out when blasted
no skin tatted his brim brown bullet rounds for the crown
Raised hell across town me and my bandits burned it down
Exits sealed no escape run the papes or get wrapped in drapes
lyrical sword beheads the heads of fakes, devils, and snakes
I know cats that stay dusted like furniture dusted by maids
No pardon for squabbiling with my squadron
Wolves with spit dripping from sharp fangs starving
My revolver stays revolving til' judgement day
we either make a peace treaty or one of us gets blown away
the pheonix rose in metaphoes and prose
swinging tree to tree till he stumbled on a dead vine
claiming killer bee gravity stroking lines vintage as wine
The Pillage cap a don graduate student put it on the line
those jewels glitter fake stones nothing but lime
stone mecca ...?the outcome genesis exodus
ashes to ashes turn a man back to dust
scrípts are scrolls the dead man is the mole
blind as a gat one eye in the hole don go shoping you might die at the mall
Shell shocked B.P oil in the sea how could i see
those floating lines have no weight
free style as decoy the sharks bit the beit
Blood in water? try blood from yo mama ...end of period
my peers are described as eerily serious,Quote:
Originally Posted by jahnyjigler
silent to the point of death, punctual linemen, wires in their necks
set fire to grimy flesh to expose the molded mind
grown in mires of deceit,
to be stone wrong is the only way to hold the right scene
turn pumpkin pie to learned lies and gangrene,
burn agent orange trees and perform abhorred deeds to build forts for my seeds
fuck formats, my conglomerate forms the hardcore elite
tell it from your mama's porch to my horde-filled streets,
call us the Section and we're here for the weak....
trade with cautioñ my stocks never plummet
embrace the notion my glocks savour Dow Jones garment
from the barrel of a pen i shot many men
in the temple of darts haul em in body bags fill em in
intricate lines interlect lïnes the internet is mine
mine is the internet line after line interlect and intricate
i head a buzz killer bees the soundtrack while you fizzle and fuzz
yeah i heard you buzz but thats all it was flies over my shit
i lay it down simple take a picture be ready to flash it.
We keep it retro light on the levitation to level your basementsQuote:
Originally Posted by jahnyjigler
You plea for a bargain knowing once out the precint your wasted
the aftermath uncensored exposure two miles from Delaware
my hellish glare could scare a bear baking bandits to death like electric chairs
drowsy feeling grouches stealing the bad boy image i'm killing
Bring horrors to your house power rangers killed from the drilling
Instructor that struck ya golden axe poems attack
go home with that dome swelled next time fall back
you and your fall pack playing with knick knack's
Quote:
Originally Posted by J.T.S.
a slave's bricks are stacked with patience and care,
under the sun's blazing glare I am prepared for warfare and it's games of lies and affairs
a prime player, only divided by my mind's conflicting stare
I dig earths with pensive slurs,
they give birth to my fortresses and lairs
I stand firm on my chin's hairs minus pork ingredients,
banned from stores for explicit speech and intent,
my plan in impeaching presiding precedents...
money is the root of all evil men mad the creator
an eye stares from a pyramid green with envy trapped in a dollar
the devils' cause to keep u seeking for wealth with a hidden clause
as evils falls more demons surge impact Niagra falls
i rhyme for a deeper for cause with me a stronger force
judgement day is upon us 2012 the devils cradle
porus evidence a Myna chorus faith is the focus
counterfeit notes resemble prophpets as scriptures domino
relevant as the old testament the New revamped u n i both know
the truth is not hidden but a bible for all to see
but you treasure it so much you drag it out to sea
mixtape it Rick Ross Walking on water featuring tripple C.
numbers don lie Two Zero One Two it aint nothing but mic check one two
It's the monotone monster execution for contra drug sponsorsQuote:
Originally Posted by jahnyjigler
hit on the spot where the bull's-eye lingers
streets darken 24-hour enforcing kill em with stingers
jet black jet pack rumble ruckus bringer
can u dodge the flow? three in a row beat it or get towed
in the lodge m-sons dislodged for stolen funds owed
so cold the polar attraction dissatifaction
eat right or the slime slides off the napkin
ya'll ain't rapping your present wrapping
def heads stay close for the caption
so we can trade smarts or darts
awareness raised knowledge is art
check the arc of my shots in the dark with the dot thats red,
spark in the parking lot at a narc, off with his head
get snapped crackled and popped with the lead cuz im a cereal killa
puffin cocoa and take you froots for a loop, im the general of milla's
eat you lames for breakfast, scramble your eggs with black toast
i smack hoes and make em eat me for lunch, drinkin my lactose
your wack flows is like a pea for dinner, ill pee in your dinner
better yet put you on a diet, hooked up to IV's feelin slimmer
admire my fire and friction smoke out Mary jane addiction
The legacy of a wizard that chrystalized christians
As well as mormons mourning from night to morning
houses of emcee's slaughtered another shady mission
script encription throw slugs at power tripping politicians
listen i glisten like piss in the sun dissing your son's
i wasn't home for the run in a catholic church getting blown by a nun
disown your own or take a pick danger or death in the zone
strapped where i roam radiated with cancerous bones
if your getting money leave-me-a-loan or get gone
cops catch me the hidden swords shown eyes red my head-stoned
dusted never bugging hold cha weapons
my sections be divisible by nine/
driven spines down lines of a DDT
give me a lucha libre mask master craft action packed/
watch apply flows like wrestling holds, clutching cold
busting bars like snapmare suplexes onto your lexus/
I am not the nexus of your protectiveness
I can address you with optimal modernization/
created crafted draft applicants with rider lives
dive off of turnbuckles by the daring you to test me/
destroying all who don't comply with my conceptual concepts
another devestating dedrimental rap experiment
Mind-state against the crash dummies exceptional pre-tense
you either scram like jones or get thrown into thee fence
stand by the white pickets and purchase battle tickets
ten bucks a piece we can rhyme to the sounds of the crickets
Light the horizon parts of heads blown on your cell made by verizon
sable attack if u don't transfer the track get hit by crew trilogy iron
Zion eye queen mate shine like the fire-flies flying
Maintain my post then poach a poacher 4 his tost before he approach
Just a roach 4 the roast to the banner grammar here's a toast
slang love to my flow company thugs me a born coach
Bring forth your leader to give up the bread or he's breakfast toast
You can run from the fire but respect my smoke
mason facility drillin sprees
fossil research, possible hostile gene work
who's checkin them bottles for leaks first?
what if the seams burst, seep into sea surf?
freely to sieze earth, leavin our seeds cursed
Lost with all of our gains, desiesed births
they merge the awefullest strains
weapon entry thru the nostrils obtained
took prehistoric flu's from fossil remains
but failed to keep the mutant bottles contained
they'll never see me, like a model with brains
the futures ugly, twenty troopers above me
they left me beaten bloody blue in my undies
n ate it up like they was doin fun things
fuckin faggots, aint shit without cuffs n badges
catch me slumped in the stratus, clutchin matics
Nobody touchin my status, triple six didget reppin
pistol whippin ya fuckin head in for steppin
altar of sacrifice, pagan ritual appetitite
im pourin this gas, in a flash of light
these mufuckaz gon pass, to afterlife
take a look from the heights before your thrown
most honorable mention my name carved in stone
Pilots get blown coming in my no-fly-zone
flows stay hidden like the high schooler
that brought a fresh glock home
beneath the mattress
i excell and stay sharper than a cactus
eyes redder than the knecks of red kneck crackers
where must i begin? allies die 4 me but i won't die for them
in the basement you can see the broken spines of men
that died trying to contend thinking this was pretend
niggas won't dare defend what they fend for
i'll show russia another cold war beat a cunt til' it's sore
and i'll throw her out the backdoor if i hear a snore
half these emcee's are smores theyr'e marshmellows not hardcore
Lyrics we got more sell em ghost-written
you didn't hear the dog barking that was my toast spitting
i'm on top soon to be so players play your position
and fuck drugs sex and money is my addiction
Because theyr'e flows are stupid like a illiterate cat with a new yorker subscription
dangerously armed to injure instrumentals and moms
black smoke spreads out from the bricks to the farms
when rests are set a-blaze and destroyed
returns to the essence are non-void
can't finish him he hits like Hagler so think again
over and over i'm shakespere with the pen
no more pie baking over stoves young kings with colds
don't drive through the oak groves unless you gun hold
to my man kingshyt ill verse bee!
yo peace j, t.s., we dont speak fake, bs
shit, our pages heat's checked by the A.T.F.
yea, we mainly stressed, lost in the daily mess
circus game, barnum 'n baily chess
bitches give us brains to pay respects
aimin to make cream, basically, rake green
papes 'n escape clean, makin the jakes steamed
tryna take us away where the gates cling
since the day we eighteen, waiting patient
line taping and gaining statements
they're saving for case arraignments
til we're placed in containment, angrilly plottin
chained 'n mainly forgotten, caged to basically rott n
die, what a miserable loss of life
Ship you off, in a coffin to talk with Christ
waterwalker, we flossin, right
tell the father, we bossin mics
laser rifles, meals in pill form
lifeless, as fields of stillborns
Righteous, my sheild i build faith
Likely to kill for meal plates
See how tha steel taste, naked
your bound with tape as your taken
to safe, evasive locations
where you can make your donations
yall listen up, it aint funny
dont be thinkin i play, dummy
get'cha face bloody, aint even take money
yall can keep it, all this beefin 'n
sneakin thru halls of precincts
you cant even fall asleep when
these niggas is all up creepin
straight scrapin n moldin shanks
on the floors of the holdin tanks
fuck around, get'cha colon raped
razorblades in ya bowl of flakes
sideways stop proctor minds as they begin to form like the universe taking shape
waited out cha temperament you ain't claiming shit when I come out and flip/
grasp sparks shot up forty five drive by timed tagged rotater cuffed up with blots busted by sluts lusted now we staying rusted or getting quite dusted/
placate cha team right in front of your eyes
know you see the wise vanish with no disguise/
blinded byes dry your eyes making tears turn e'm into fears
it's modern warfare art cha documents clash of the tightest/
nicest, most righteous as a spite this spike this into your clavicle
making it magical static haul famed failings be TV show ratings/
here he is the muscle behind the motion they can smell him from a distance smoking
these rappers fall off with the best promotion
Sell-out's get dealt with weapons in the open
hoping to escape too late they scraped for papes
hidden in a fire-proof safe my heathens wait
for the commander's command profit from plans
black mamba's bite the hidden hand a nigga drops dead in the sand
shouldv'e took heed to the hour-glass as hours passed
exit the towers fast some say i'm fashionable in a black mask
smoking green hornet grass my mental planes crashed
smoke ignited from my ears as i faced my future fears
your rappins pure Shat, you captain kirk?
watch my phaser break out, like massive herps
bout to leave you layed out, like sacks of purp
you wont leave the playhouse, past my turf
bleed your fuckin brains out, thats my word
we jus gettin it started, flip it hardest
leave you dearly departed, like niggas farted
in your sister's apartment, takin rations
rapin that ass end, makin her back bend
taped the back of her neck to tha trash bin
then pimped it to cash in, my game's haneous
made payments, by slangin her stank anus
nice to eat steaks aint it? i aint complainin
jus makin a statement, stompin in suede timbs
patients is way thin, my temper's heated
puttin niggas to sleep like a tempur pedic
no, you'll never defeat it, believe it homie
ima snatch up ya skeez cuz she thinks you phony
kinda hard cuz she never say no, G, or even maybe
bitch is known, for the drinkin of semen daily
missed my load, went all over her sleepin baby
ya crew's a claim to fake riches
stank bitches with yay fixes
beat 'em like eggs in cake mixes
rape 'em and take pictures
steady pape niggas, break richters
heavyweight, bank figures
cheif haze, to gravediggaz
think ways that pay bigger
plots hatchin....
but not if the cops askin
talk, ya knots bashed in
stomped in the rawest fashion
ever saw the passion? it's worse
pray to God, this acid works
got'cha lookin like afterbirth
when im splashin it at your shirt
it's converting your ass to syrup
A delusional juvenile, nusiance to music dials
everything that i say'll get used in trial
mad pages, pertruding files, used against me
documents used to fence me, dude from penske
sold us out evidentally to prove his neck's clean
ruined defense teams, left us no room to bargain
concrete tombs, guarded, fuckin food's garbage
vicious pursuit, targets, marked in hell's pits
splittin like shellfish, soon as these shells spit
delt with, they excused like a belch is
nuke your camp, so say your last goodbyes
before ya ass is fried, my cache of amp supplies
sizzled black, you had to die, official mastermind
i manufacture crime that's past your prime
packs tha nine, n blast for stacks of dimes
this nigga's afta mines, just stand aside
dont get denied, yo, the devil's high road
rollin thru cairo, blowin that pipe smoke
pedal ya bike home, kiddie, we bring ruckus
sieze duckets, increasing police budgets
n that be the least of it, force is paid
twenty four legs, four horses parade
apocalypse, set to bomb the metropolis
forcing praise to the God of the awefullest