You're pretty dope manQuote:
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You're pretty dope manQuote:
Originally Posted by AcidPhosphate69
http://www.myspace.com/wesleybradferson
http://www.myspace.com/wesbproductionz
Twilight lights lit up by the sound check effective hype
Sound engineering man murdered by the explosive DAT device
screams heard in the final mix hands scratch the record slick
Teenagers flood websites for mp3 versions of the ruggedness
Autographs signed in front of record stores with gun on hip
Blunt is lit before live shows dodge the groupies after it
Vocal accappela's turned into a mega mix computer hackers
I'll blow your mega bits and stop your intension with an unavoidable virus
xfm and sirus play the livest were club music survive rs
Fits of rage hit chins shadowboxing craze open the cage
As we take over spots we invade y'all stay afraid
And praise every phrase J.T.S. is magnetic to the maze
As niggas stage acts we make tracks to leave them detached
get stacks carry macs dressed in black like ms. merry mack
Sons without cracks just weed in baggies madly strapped
Love spreading through women's vagina weddings
Seeds awaiting to rise in the setting
betting big grands on the blocks see where the dice land
Gimme mine run jacks I'm sending you to Christ fam
Hearts colder than Iceland don't come at me with no ham
before i eat that shit blow my brains with the hammer man
Contra's in my hood flooding it with contraband
Enemy of Sam over stand all his scams
Overstated commands bugged and heard in the fed van
look I M.C. thats move crowds,
and Master ceremonies, makin cream
postin demos from off my mobile cell phone
thats squared grab fags playin tuff by the hair
we couldnt get in to fisticuffs
the God got em backed up like sho nuff
im tuffer than the policies in job corp
they spirits be like macy parade blimps and blunts
I get put in the air
im jordans with the hologram authenitic
never swallow the ham
with a mag perpendicular to charles manson
thru wutangcorps.com printin scheduled programmin
a nigga cant stop me from slammin
no matter how many virus on my computer get past my scannins
im always like the boy Antwone Fisher still standin
p.e.a.c.e.
A grip, it's hard to get it, my perspective leaves solutions effective
Like a swoosh, check it, how my intellect is lethal like weapons
Respect is violated by sneaky snakes, Analyze until your defined fake
The weak break, Like books ,read you just by expressions on your face
Retrace the maps that lead me on the wrong path
Reminisce, think back when I bought candy,now invest in a weed stash
moved it to my own thread
As alcohol enter my blood stream,My thoughts seem
To want me to cause actions, violent, like horror scenes
Lost between cloud 9 and corrupted ways,must stay sane
Because losin' mind and patience, leaves you insane
May be white but not posin' ,It's mandatory, the snakes to be exposed and
Diss em with rhymes that spray like ak's and hoses
Yall in disguises while I'm rising similar to the sun in the morning,
In the streets stay cautious, like biggie it's a warning
A rhyme-mechanic use advantage of facts in adlibs,
I scream out in panic; you mange to rape rap in my cribs.
It was a nightmare with rabbits, Tom Burton and Alice,
I cant have this! Escaped through the backdoor of my palace.
Hit my face with brass knuckles, i heard chuckles,
whats this ruckus? I recognized those suckers.
Three rockers, specalized as cockblockers,
Get beated in school and thrown inside lockers.
Laughin at me? The aspiring MC, also a whitey,
allright g, you wanna fight me, the lord allmighty?
I give two blows, and suddenly they all approach,
Oh noes, broken nose and i wake up on a couch.
My head hurts, get told im in a pschological research,
A undergruond base of a christian methodist church.
Its secret they use to proove theological scriptures,
And priest-scientists try out exorcism mixtures.
They think my head is bread fed to the living dead,
Tied to a bed, ''no fighting'', thats what my momma sayd.
Should have listened, now im prisoned with freaks,
Might get twisted for instance and get tortured for weeks.
The story ends here, but little boy Jacob is always near,
If you feel fear, he's there, wake up;
Get the message and dont fight for a year!
I can tell ya this story is true, listen up fella it might happen to you!
Bitches!!
the real can relate, three years ago almost sealed my fate
bwoy tried to get me for my papes, made his face like a milk crate
beat them charges now i beat beaters with the largeness,
man i aint hearin shit but paper foldin and pussy fartin
got these groupies talkin, pocket full of roofies stalkin
no pets in my apartment, im leavin cats purrin now dogs barkin
never sweat them boys, just get them toys to show we aint playin
talk shit behind my back, into a pool of vomit your face layin
zone in...
tune out...
life is life lets cross the F out.
LIE
chant and re-live...
a serpents sacrafice, suicide
soothin' eyes accepted, except when jesus cries
let the meaning be a vessel, voyage, truthful credential...
elevation: terrestriel - speech pattern volcanic
seap into the ocean with glee, only to panic
soaked...buthard as a rock armed with a'
COCK'...Adoodle wake up voodoo for useful alarm clocks...
bust it,
matter of fact yo fuck it...
rape the vision portrayed by a scavangers bucket
lolly-gaggin misery, beneath the cities symphony
'cling' goes the sound 'cling cling cling' all things considering,
you got yourself a pretty penny worth of booze control the simmering.
boiling...
water flows, behold the sympathy
wash away, wash away, wash away....
wash away the pollen stains and breath... precious air
this is mental organisms confused with pressure of no cares
you scared?
Better beware like pun as Revolution's prepared amongst
The timid, Livin foul, darker than the bruises and bumps
From bein' jumped like rabbits, Pigs tempt to ruin the fun we're havin'
Big egos braggin' Hoes tittie saggin', Nickel and dime baggin'
Crime rate raises, Perceptions faded like sideburns
As if I'm aler-gic, Can't take this fakeness, Wait like patients for my turn
Originality in urns, Deep words cause the underground to emerge
Absurd how dick riders kiss ass, rounded in packs like herds
Many search the earth for the science i drop it'll take centuries to research
Got crowds attention like MLK speaking in a church
Right on I'm worse when I'm higher than a swine eaters blood pressure
the successor leaving thugs startled with live lectures
check ya like teachers do attendance
The dome damage can't be mended
Lives ended from a single stroke of uncut coke
Smuggled by the c.i.a. on foreign boats
Where he stood the grounds blood soaked
another fake thug smoked honeycomb niggas choked
Pollution in fumes smelling like nasty perfume
Smooth operator raider of the lost tomb
My Armstrong enough to snatch the moon
Broke out the cocoon sometime early June
One love to rider folk plotting revolution in smoky rooms
Excellence is defined on the grind with a scale, and a spoon
Behold the dark horse coming soon
Whistling Dixie doomed like plantation owners
Capital punishment stone throwers jealous of weed growers
Stay robbing these paper holders the saint of flow-ers
Tainted Cor-ners get Sprayed when i Relay tha OrderQuote:
Originally Posted by J.T.S.
Takin' Over u Makin Sure u don't get Straight Ignored,
raising Voices, get u paying more then u can afford ..
so u resort to Raising Gun's instead of raising funds
ur Makin None cuz ur income is Neg-a-TIVE
not a Complainer, i accumulate Paper like a Fundraiser
i Come From Somewhere, and Judge ya On Where..
ya stand when it comes ta Possessin' Grands
i serve tha whole place like a Conssession Stand
and know all about u like u just got out of Confession Man
u fake and they know it just like a Wrestling Fan
i be High all da time while u guy's be havin to take Anti-deppresant's Damn
elevated rhyme flow, raw since the bible
boston, MC'S aint no survival.
walk inbetween the rain, jesus '
ease the pain contained when i hear the speakers bang
I gotta eat but the reaper but calims my lunchtime
my lifes mine, 26 years a lifetime
yo it's hype verse spittin precise i'm nice burn
the glacier ice caps your diamonds, fuck pearls
i'm an MC never understood BLING BLING
you aint hood - you lookin like fool in the streets
never kneel no defeat, my cinema of war
sinner scorned since the day that he bore twin horns-
lion in the throne - rhyming megaphone
in a zone, higher than the finets hit a dro
let it flow, i dont like a sucker in my space
better go - hit'em in the mawwfuckin face YO YO YO
radios disgracing the script, to the days
we played streets of rage for the kicks
so Ill mo' skills I flip it so real
foes feel they flows flop on some oatmeal
soft bitch, come into the gutter box bitch
get the ox quick better kick rocks bitch
wack MC's I dont really peep shows
half ass beats i dont really need those
raw raps 12 on the team yo
we keep it oldschool this ones for the people
Words in ink seep through, Violence overriding this peace'll
Leave dudes lethal, Read you, while skirts your comin out like rotten teeth do
The eye for gui-dance is blurry like broken binoculars
In-sight, supplyin' , You just hard headed and cocky too
Drop a few bodies, Outkast stereotype, yet we into this like hobbies
Harmin' innocence shows we heartless, biased like cops be