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Stoic kill verbs with lines that's the nerves to any system you be in
Veradis you canes giving you the "mike leach" disease take a reprieve from the cheese/
get cha gripes off with a knife, end it quickly sickly
I'm vicious like wizards chanting some incatation for the well wishes/
switch them tired lines,don't be the worker
that get's cha dissed in the lunch line/
you's the exhibit A on display like it wasn't dem's day
when u just got seved by the lunch lady, asking you do you want fries with that/
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My ill quills still come stellar, my trill skills will kill young fellas/
my acapella novellas are chilled hailstones against silk umbrellas/
I put emcees on they patellas, tell ya mellas I'm hella lyrical/
I smoke candela leaves with Mandela, we's both sellin miracles/
I dwell wit thieves that's sellin D, my queen's Cinderella material/
my felon piece is big as Della Reese, I speaks salmonella bacterial...
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check it
from a mind wasted way above the basic every battle laced it
hit ya'll like wet smoke my dicks honey dipped before the broads taste it
niggas levels remote controlled from the bottom i got it sown
ain't nothing sweet about the God he's sugarfree with the chrome
bloody ya domes, homes, paralize your bones bastards blown
from tactics shown feasting on beans after i puff the home grown
your flow plastic it never lasted first class versus the classic
Were flying sky level adjust the aim so a sniper shot is mastered
from the womb to the casket you recognize the livest bastard
heart of my city my whole commitee witty fuck these fake frank nitty's
cock the trigger back until your ginger snap autopsy done sent a fax
give you facts a bank statement of legit stacks no bagged cracks
or hustle raps that's the past still fake niggas don't get a pass
don't make me spazz dog i pound gangsters like dat nigga daz
so dude chill we can see your pussy as dru hill
Picasso pass the cannon and watch the frauds blood spill from blue steel
rep my crew til' my hairs grey and my teeth rot away til' my last day
and we smoking that good so don't match sacks if you don't have haze
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slice the next cat who's try n invade my crap,
see through you like Xray vision,
snatch cha hand back like a lil kid toward fire/
switch precision focused envisioned
watch my resident evil 5 smack your prequel
dead cha dominance zombie apocalypse/
i can candle sick you drum sticks trick you vicks
thinking you can just michael it, when it's just recycled bits/
your nothing for life, trying initial the mic with nothing but smoke n mirrors
i'm cold as a winter's night right cha wrongs slash you in half like liquidation/
trend you up on posters like "Face the Nation" you ain't nasty
your just opposed to my view point, watch me mute cha rebutal/
throw flows off the balcony watch me use alchemy
doom your crew seeing all this blitz like u still on shrooms/
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aye yo,
lava hot the block is a death wish meet the black angel genie
enemies lost one like lauryn hill, and afeni
sold never leased heat barbaque the block
chopping devil body parts decapitation the sickest art
brick smash your head empty your plot pass the pot
gassed your camp concentration amped bodies surrounded in chalk
walk by my projects prospects prosper over the hardest narcs
stabilize your enterprize big willie villians die pull out they eyes
the prize is mine mechanical flow maestro mangle many guys
die alive chain with the rest in peace medallion
you scallops are scallion ran over the stallion
flame the torch olympic rap battle sport
bring opposition forth i swing with force til they on life support
i got the hook up money stash and concert dates booked up
lying about rocks he cooked up know he's shook up humiliated
spots traded know enemies invaded in shame they paraded
spot my favorite beat blacksmith attack the weak jackhammer technique
blood on the dancefloor beheaded heads lay on seats
walk quit in the hall of shame they were maimed
blamed for fame against the grain framed
ya'll bird seed to me you corner soft as coral reefs
never knew defeat i practice on hands , and feet
gutter anger to hang nasty like plaque attacking the teeth
ride on too many sets til they settle down or feel effects
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i'm rugged the lines cannot be pushed , shoved, pulled or tugged
the clip unleashed capesh white sheets cover foes speaking my name in blood
drain em hurricane hit major disaster for college kids like aster
you casper bastards parades get waited i'm hated yet still awaited
cold snatching your gold plated outdated jew-els
crews yells as you get smoked like two el's
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Wait til I get my focus back laugh's like the joker
guess you should get cha eyes checked should a told cha/
I've never been more focused as a laser guided missile
it's just I'm locked on target now/
pardon the market move the heart ship
your shit stank like old hoes with uncleaned coochies/
nothing lesser than death isn't a victory, it's faded history
watch me tether never waver in the harshest weather/
dare is a dark-side, near the park-side
didn't cha see havoc on the north-side/
be real I got sword appeal label me DEFCON 5 by the way I rhyme
get live as I chop down emcees like an AX-Men do trees on MTV/
bladed raid cha stash, call it the hangover when I lay the wrath
Gatorade cha bathes making performance enhanced by a drinking glass/
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we living life dangerous born with the game in us
only concerned with science, and math besides that coming up
from the bottom soldiers on missions playing positions
with dollars in vision ducking shots, and prison
hustling poison adding on to genocide
drinking away the pain everyday and night
packing guns see the enemy shoot on sight
killing my own people for a fast buck i don't give a fuck
some out of towners tried to setup shop on my block and got shot up
i accidentally killed a baby that ran in the crossfire
i can still hear the mother screaming mariah, mariah!
the name of the little girl i killed she was only six
i feel suicidal and everytime i sleep i'm haunted by this
police questioned the whole hood and nobody said shit
still i'm guilty as sin i can't stop drinking gin
swear i saw the little girls ghost when i was blazing
in my room she came in asking me where's her mommy
i ran out the house afraid to tell people what i see
they wouldn't believe me i can never come clean
know the little girls mother is a crack fiend
gave her a twenty rock and she went down on me
she swallowed my nut thew her out after
the church down the street her father is the pastor
she got molested by the bastard for years
but didn't say a word because he had her living in fear
when her mom was sleep he would come in her bedroom
put his hand down her pants make her give him head too
this continued until she was sixteen she ran away and got pimped by kevin she made a grand a day
he would beat her for hiding money call her ugly to keep her self esteem low
he gave her crack she refused he made her smoke
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ill street blues i write and recite on the stoop on the darkest nights
watching the dealers deal and the fiends throw rocks that sizzle they pipes
the hood life is a make it or break it situation my a-likes losing the fight
locked up or shot up two ways of losing a life
cops popping trigger happy that's how the beast earn their stripes
sisters broken in so by the age of fourteen thinking fucking's the life
she crying out but ain't nobody listening right
lttle kids already acting like lunatics holding guns, and knives
around here cats hate when they walk by i can feel the vibes
were living like we against each other but we in the same plight
fitting to get mine soon i'm not staying in the struggle for life
fuck working for pennies at denny's getting it in on the mic
even if i die by some beef that i couldn't squash i'm not acting soft
being myself amongst these frauds in the land of the loss
nobody wanna work but everybody wants to be a boss
thinking the way to make it is a mill, and some banging hoes to toss
same losers on the block banging until they get knocked off
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It's a no brainier, you still couldn't contain the technical one
flow insane with golden grain taken reign/
staged plays with military compounds
round cha founds get cha dated by the grim in the ground/
sickle side spit pickles leave rappers and anarchists
downsized like corporations with no thoughts or fiscal abortions/
mastering style sicker as influenza cold as December
didn't you see me in November I was gone since September/
dead cha sender engineer emcees that even Paul revered
good morning America, I am The Technical One
coming at cha like a cannibal animal devour you like a mammal
handling making plan factoring in lists by pitched by homies in the pits/
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Don't cross the canal in panama you'll get wetted your wordplay pathetic
another epic murder of an epilectic you'll turn blue i'm steel hectic
Fuck a weezy slapbox em with palms greasy finish em easy
sub-zero couldn't freeze me can't stand a bird that's sleezy
style shiesty for sheezy that's why most queens can't leave me
they want half my cake torture em make them masterbate
twisted fates after i poker face cheek bones break
try to stop my guys glocks go pop like eyes
and bobby d. best believe the kid don't play for keeps
lyrically spray your peeps the promotions on em
nominated to be the most likely to dump on authority
speak false facts and i'll fry your scalp like the late Mike Jack's
stupid dykes trying to piss standing up catch slaps
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drop some science here
i tried to give the nation peace but it was rejected by guns, and clubs
so we boycotted public transportaion i ain't sitting in the back of the bus
police and racists beating us still were not giving up
marching for freedom that the constitution promised us
the k.k.k. killing us on crosses so for protection backed by military forces
went to the supreme court demanding change from birmingham to boston
so my brothers intergated schools taunted and punched by white supremacist crews
the governers in the south won't comply with the presidents rules
as we marched hit with hoses, bit by police canines , alot of blood pools
sat in restaraunts segregated and refused to move
beaten and locked up still we too stong look at the police confused
feds follow me everywhere j.edgar hoover trying to destroy the movement
he's backed by the mafia still thousands of negros,and whites accept recruitment
my phones bugged, hidden cameras in my hotel rooms
they burned a church and killed 3 little girls some say were doomed
so i called up Jfk and to my suprise he listened to what i had to say
he told me to stop the marches, and protests right away
i said never until the negro is treated equally he said you'll never change
he went on tv and spoke to the south couldn't believe what came out his mouth
he said segregation is over he sent federal troops to help us out
as we marched hit with rocks a mob of devils busted shots
chanting words of hate but the troops saved the day
alot of people got killed those fools were stuck in their ways
we shall overcome i spoke out against the vietnam war
and received a noble peace prize that pissed of j, edgar hoover even more
they bombed my house as my wife, and kids hit the floor
we escaped they spray painted die nigger on my front door
the killed JFK and malcom x and hoover sent my wife a tape of me having sex
i'm so stressed and overworked i got a phone call someone said nigger your'e next
so every know and then i have a few drinks know i'm smoking ciggaretts
finally we marched on washington where i made my i have a dream speech
and last night i had a dream i was killed if so let it be
if it means i have to sacrifice my life i will by any means
i made a speech at a church i fear no man that's after me
when i was done i collapsed and rested frantically after that
woke up in the morning stepped on the porch heard a shot(pitch black)
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ayo lifes a bitch and then you die/
and thats the truth but nobody knows why/
i guess we all gotta go sometime/
but as long as we living we might as well make one ryhme/
never wanted to be a sinner but we all are by default/
but i don't know where ima go when my life comes to a halt/
guess the only thing worse than knowing your gonna die/
is knowing what happens when you start to fly/
some are too scared and deny that but you never know/
one day you might accept it thats why i take my time and make sure my life go slow/
but every year gets shorter/
thats why i never wanna know whats across that border/
and R.I.P. to to the rappers that tried to keep the order of hip hop
for real.
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cause disorder, more slaughter from this frontline war reporter
bitches claimin they full blooded g's but they aint even a quarter
i hit em with more of hollow slugs let em swallow another clip
plus ill never follow another bitch, i leave em sprawled out in a ditch
callin out these tricks that say they run shit but they nuts itch-
from diseases tramsitted from ass fuckin and gettin they bum licked
by another cock receivin ho pussy ass tryna be gangsta
ill splatter these wankstas runnin wit one in the chamber
plus 16 in the clip, infra red paint the scene then i dip
im comin mean on this shit like them freaks on my dick
fiends on my strip get they face cut over screens bitch
mothafuckas stay in space like satellites off some crazy shit
dont fuck with none of that like these diseased rats in the gutter
leave a motherfucker under a cover for fuckin wit the rubber
plus u fuckin wit a rubber grip totin guerilla gettin scrilla
fill my cup wit the love in your heart and then ill spill ya... bitch
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Stop it slime drop in pine rock in minds rocking mines
knocking out lines checking blinds, get cha grime, I grind in due time/
chew view spew dew get cha mountains rules fuel my planes
we blowing up flows over heat beats treat deep wounds/
with exit wounds collecting jewels flexing tools
presto change yo resting exiting proclaim now you dreaming man/
laser eye sight guide rhymes missile shot time
split cha knights into rooks with no bishops to look/
flip them kings grip them queens
genie blow bank hold rank
sold tanks in Egypt with flows that legit/
precept reset cha chi steps weep over dogged pets
frogger blogger get cha hog face up to Dublin pups/
