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vision my words finger-tips reserved for dimes over birds
time over herbs fall-out nerds with out of control nerves
can't be deterred so try to determine my terms
will mean a bad one u bagged son as i monopolize with my firm
achieving it all fire-proof thoughts never burn
season to earn and learn the logic of life
pulling cards to use all fees after one swipe
niggas might have Jordan money but their not holding like Nike
shoot with my left as fake reps get to moving on the right
keep it hotter than a July night on a block full of robbers scheming on some ice
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dope^^
I’m really & truly unruly with two Rugers dually to brutally make yal medulla much roomy, excuse me but there’s an unusual beauty in a pool of blood that moves me presumably inexcusably cruel, but absolutely necessary to rule, artistic vision of killings precision reminiscent of jewels, scattered blood molecules collected in tubes for forensics to use, neglected the message so death is the sentence for use, linguistic perfection with tools strictly amuse my mental when I pencil abuse, I figure four feuds between interludes blades into fools slowly blood ooze I disconnect your connective tissues I got issues with bitch views if you taking it personal then this is for you
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The chronic smoke, gotta toke it, madonna chokin, men provokin my position with a blade to they throat then
this open pen pokes in, his jugular splatters blood matter his body starts convulsin
his heart is barely pulsin, full spin with my cape on, then a full grin slides across my face now your bitch is fuckin pulled in
fish hooked, baits good, same puddin type substance on my laced bud
face rubbed with novocaine and now my face loves
to be touches cant feel, the onion cant peel it back these facts in these raps when i crap
diarrhea flow on the mic never strike out, fights, bouts two rounds now the club house
is snubbed out, get the fuck out, duck down, hood boys bustin with they guns out
suck now, this fat, toke of chronic potent smoke into your open throat, most provoked men wont take a risk so i wont cut their throat
all I have ;)
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cut thru lines, paralyze minds give e'm the hell wasted fire pit
ironhide firfly wides spark dreednaught armed copped backed out cha commannd/
come off the box like zartan, out cha team mount cha scheme
petros expose knows the foes i don't "YO JOE!!!" i spit fire and explore the glow/
shine sheen blind green mind mean fly fiends out dream down
put cha water around trying mount cha caste your system is downgraded/
found raided simpleton speak off topic timed out profits
cut throat swords get thrown, decks offs the cut, check the top/
still a slut down low pround clones get bodies thrown thru the looking glass
puts thru pass fast out cha furious get buried alive aren't you a wee bit curious/
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collect my thoughts from glass shards,
a series of rapid coughs,
shuffle madly through Arkham Asylum's yard cacklin' hard
typical make up is white,
a big green smile, I get a keen delight from screaming nights
you know what keeps me happy? fire and die-no-mite!
if you don't believe me, watch the news at nine
I lit the fuse alight right before the Bat caught me,
you can't tell me that won't make great hard copy!
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my domination dominates so called greats grazing in fire lakes
dire breaks the weak hearted un-charted the waiters await
the fate of destiny Satan never got the best of me
rest to achieve a promise broken spoken unconditionally
never followed any philosophy born in a lost city
found my tribe it's tribal war-fare on the other side
never let gunners slide sound of the 5th left their pets petrified
push the best aside to test the vibe no car blessed to ride
hit the ocean ride the tide let it go break your pride
no begging just a unbeatable legend
that lunged forth in heaven after i slapped the reverend on the seventh
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Welch cha grape open doormate flow cord bats shown clone jacks
joker jams smoking scams probing bodies looking for slots to bury mics in/
strike fire winds seen through only god can budge me
douce the falcons wrath math out cha ways by graphs/
know classes are freaks we geek on speak unique
oblique by how i photon ray gun jay plow dames by nuances/
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dark abolish foolish get cha tools gripped by the fifth, swift and changable
rearranging slang doctrine amp up my octane proclaimate my thoughts on tapes/
digital wax i poetically attack flat footed doom booted shift glue and sticking
flip wicked spit kicking flip linchpin switch skin spit in the wind/
pull on my cape i drop in and take whats at stake
fake tom foolery gets no jewelry to see when the pen is an obvious read/
feed the baron patron saints making aches with pains taken names
raping the game making shame brought on by those that don't take time to know the game/
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WAKE THE FUCK UP
Stop dreaming, you're delirious
Fever steamin, I'm serious, cleary it's..
Stupidity how, a sweat covered brow
Stalls over, stuck and fucked, suckin' air
Hands a pair apart, one clutching the heart
And the mouth starts, "how can this be?"
You let it, bet it's your own concern
Slow burned ambitions over come rational decisions
Spark fire light the dark tired, internal fission
Sleep in the shit shoveled under a bridge
Keep company huddled raccoons an' worms
Eat the germs, trash packed fistfuls
Wistfully whistle a train tune...
Next noon, ninja deep strike the tracks
Outta town, Southbound and ridin' on down...free as fuck
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Peace to Tek, J.T. Acid nd all yall, whats good fam, great to see yall still spittin deadly venom up in here. Gimme a minute while i check evry1's ciphers then i might even jump in... the water looks inviting
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forgive if i seem rusty aite..
I'm superfly truth-born known remarkable,
granite chiseled chest stone hard as marble.
GUns up both sleeves both ready to 'blaow',
locked nd loaded so how yall like me now.
Im A-Grade, the best by far the rest wishes,
test da fire (testifier) watch me get wild nd vicious.
Exquisite dressed vivid check out the 'sex-wizard',
I make magic in bed, but next minute.
tragic i knw,, its been a while
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hmm, I need revitalising..
I laugh at the masses with drastic rap tactics,
watchin how the fam make fanatics do backflips.
Crack whips nd witness the massacre,
corpses caught in corp rules from Yukon to Attica.
Cabbage heads smoked, folks look for the manager,
Google earth even had trouble finding the answer.
Grab your mic tightly, its time we take flight,
grab your white-tee cos its a pitchblack nite.
The wolves got packs with fangs fiendin to bite,
so try step lightly when your climbing the heights.
We're steady survivin' with environment changes,
but aint shit changed throughout the era of ages.
Trace the laced papers, taste the spray vapors,
face the mainstreamers screamin yall ni99az fakers.
Greet them wit a loogie nd laugh, i laugh last,
and witness how a slow mahfukka turns fast.
yea.. i cant say if thts ok or not for a 5min cipher
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i knw, i knw... the first line is Wu's >>... melt the steel like blacksmiths
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feels good droppin lines again.. but i gota elevate further.
The night brought darkness, calm before the storm,
silhouttes of derelicts charged my front lawn.
They was chantin my name, my fame had caused tension,
Leaders hand-picked the first to be sent in.
Young bucks was vexin', threatnin my earth queen,
I stepped out nd disinfected these germs clean.
Seen the team leader dream weaver approach,
believin he can deal wit gorilla 1 blow.
I manned up made him stand up when i floored him,
just to make a point i did this all outa boredom.
The forum roared loudly, applauded me proudly,
crowds of foul ni99az had offered to house me.
Earth first resisted, gripped me clenched fisted,
nodded then agreed so i loaded the biscuit.
Walked the front lawn come dawn it was all out,
i couldnt comprehend how many bodies would fall down.
Jumped in the whip, jetted quick to bunker,
lightning strikes followed me wit rumbles of thunder,
On track for comrades to act as my background,
backed up wit ni99az who refuse to back down.
hmm, slowly gettng back into it
