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Stay motivated mad rhymes created never hesitated/
See me at a fast pace straight ihnilelate these vicious snakes/
Perceive my intuition with a third eye premintions come rise/
I be above the skies sitting on a royal throne hitting kill zones hunt game/
no time for cursing been cursed no time for rehearsing this verse/
don't wanna end up in a Hearst cops pass by hope they don't stop me/
Under the influence my sphere of influence rise intelligence in any rhyme cipher/
I rhyme tighter I stay alive wire pass the wire yo I don't want to end up back in the pen./
fuck it thou I ain't even got a single friend everybody frowned upon me but I don't give a dam/
you see I be a G. A b o v e the m.c. born the illest through this street judgement prophetical/
All the time I spit mathematical well calibrated this mechanical orginizm shine like a prism/
street scholar sediments true baller work harder round the clock grind
sign of the time rhyme old school down since 03 dope kid hanging round all the o.g.'s
slanging all types of drugs from biker crank to l.s.d. whole blocks on lock at 16
know what I mean street team 100 making moves mad bricks keeping the cream lovely
supplied by the big homie made it to the top trips to sinaloa grip on the game like a boa
packing heat always bout two or three plus a couple of shanks ice picks n pocket knifes
always on deck keeping my clientele up on time with the cake never late to pay up
ensure my re-up delivering n making drops controlling traffic keeping fiends out the pad
knock on my door im breaking your jaw at gun point receiving my folks aint no joke
we dont play dont fuck with my pay blast you in the face get out my way pop shots any time of day fuck cops they can get it too always on the look out for rats snitches get they throat slit I can go on for days selling dope is all ive ever known started out with a teeter totter crystal meth came and made the streets hotter pot of gold along with weed and coke hydroo wont wont let me mind gooo ooo.yeah for the love of money slinging them crack bags southern cali aint got no trap shacks we corner block hustling out here
flushing as much as we can when the narcotics task force appears back in the day we used to sweat gang unit now we dodging fbi and dea
Last edited by -ABOVE; 03-24-2015 at 01:41 PM.
De sangre bañada
Gente con maña
Degollando pescuezos con la rosadera
Buscando la forma para todo ahi manera
campesino humilde conoció la pobreza
Pero gracias a dios no lo han echado pa fuera de su reino en el Imperio
Siembra la sierra pero radica en los montes del cerro
Trokas blindadas bazokas y cuernos
Piñas granadas colgando del pecho
Agerrillado con muchas agallas
Valor y huevos corazón de acero zero miedo
Pues soy cartelero
Pues soy carteloro
battle prone shatter domes
Rolling stone from a broken home
Taking zones scatter bonez
Killah poemz he flow'em
The streets know him hunt crones and you lil devil nomes
Ay holmes it's that cholo loco with madd vocals
Ya'll silly clonez always deep when you roam
I work alone musical ear plays deadly notes
Home grown from the finest vine and that's word to rob diggs
Against a tomb stone I rest my head after a graveyard shift
Bodies get ripped manuevering bricks but I aint a mason
Free agent I can't be tied down
Brains fried wearing an upside down frown
ABOVE in your town now
Apocalips in every city no pitty like planet nine
Dirty mind like eating swine
Criticly acclaimed with theese ill rhymes
Eternal shine in the after life still will I get minez
Crystal clear iz my method in the lab
Pen and pad be digital darts take the form of a text and the phone screen is the temple
Last edited by -ABOVE; 04-03-2016 at 03:11 PM.
Bills across the floor skills to make more hustle hardcore open doors work hard and suffer then soar
Word solid like an iron ore brain mass restored
Through definition sculp my vision cause fricction
Planets in motion arts vast as oceans dark matter realms undiscovered
Much to explore walk in the gutter looking for ciggeretts to smoke
Pawn shop so many stories it holds wish i could give back the gold i stole
A slave to debt my body the government owns
Indoctrinated in to the matrix a halografic image i face i face it you're dope I laced it with black tar turn crazy
So many sleepless nights got me spacy vision hazzy fine tune move on opponents find atonement
Harmonic frequency tones of musical notes materialized sound resonant hand on a burner expecting shit spit like a firearm unleashing scripts
Bills across the floor skills to make more hustle hardcore open doors work hard and suffer then soar
Word solid like an iron ore brain mass restored
Through definition sculp my vision cause fricction
Planets in motion arts vast as oceans dark matter realms undiscovered
Much to explore walk in the gutter looking for ciggeretts to smoke
Pawn shop so many stories it holds wish i could give back the gold i stole
A slave to debt my body the government owns
Indoctrinated in to the matrix a halografic image i face i face it you're dope I laced it with black tar turn crazy
So many sleepless nights got me spacy vision hazzy fine tune move on opponents find atonement
Harmonic frequency tones of musical notes materialized sound resonant hand on a burner expecting shit spit like a firearm unleashing scripts
Submersible rap false flags on fags and arabs take the rap
Gimme your gats staged attacks fuck that no time to opinionate
Move fast meditate in a meth lab flash flood you're brain
For heavens sake need change sick phycotic spit thoughts a random mind gone on narcotics watching most frolic around mass media antics for coverage
Seek leverage stimulants in my beverage mad energy traveling through my blood stream in the back office chewing on coffee beans
Like a.r. fifthteens they wanna ban me alien invasion take over sovereignty
Street scholarly supreme philosophy with no specific ideology
Nocturnal darkness in my journals blaze an infernal truth
Souls incinerate in the fire I got looking for a hand to grab cause the night is hot
Like teeth rot I spend my days fighting off the strain of mental decay
Paraphrase the earths conscience through the power of my vocals universal soldier roll solo
Force beyond the global son nice the flow cold as glacier ice many styles like christ deities
Entity from another dimension mathematical application transcend poetics
I see intellegent worms creeping out you're skin pores infectious rhymes borough in you're mind like cold sores the verse reveals an ultra m.c. un a light rarely seen
Multiple personalities chosen one stolen identity.
Armament influx solar scripts conduct positive charge great minds at-large vanish mirage munnitions barage target frauds bombard time harsh straight ahead rufuse to dodge march of war metaphores is basic im on some other shit son loving it universal penmenship tolerance vanishes rise militant rigthousness armada of the wisest formation clicksstrict formulation thought chemist machine in the matrix of.....
Elements varnished essence never tarnished few real spit the hardest while most spooked and vanished cyphers ravaged mutant savage beyond carnage bodied mcs soundly parish moments precious precise cherished the slaying gain momentum the slang necro volts lethal im just saying big eago killah eagle styles is weak yo mine conquer abodes erode in the madness death notes harnessed bombardments constant the god on it
Dungeon of doom bludgeon your thought form zoom in
Examen great famine block writers Ryder through blocks look closer
Its the sickah illah thought composer in the cypher there's a hungry tiger
Spit fire hells quire singing in the background taste acquired blood sounds
Pouring gorry mourning wormwood morning glory
In shock as you hear serrated steel of my ax hack at you neck bone
Crush craniums snap spinal cords break every point yo joints meet
With a riffle gun vest and magazines my first mission was handed to me
All the fury trapped in my life released from my hands
Fired off initial rounds hit his skull his knees buckled as his energy less body hit the ground I smiled
Sheets of flesh blanketed amongst the dead trained mercenary grew up around sicarios
His daddy was a grand capo corrupted innocence baptized by the devil
High level assassin flooded funeral homes astounded by so many dead daily
Martial law destroyed easily by this narco state imposed by the bosses
Bleed out in the battle field fofilling destiny ak rounds out the drum whole body num
Spare the innocent not good or bad only after the one owing it peace
Last edited by -ABOVE; 07-16-2016 at 03:36 AM.
The younger gods demanding respect death comes without a warning out of town g's swarming/
Little Hustla's at the age of fourteen, learnin not ta trust a warning
on da block sellin morphene, rocks in his sock for more green\/
The streets got older phines, that will shape and mold your teens
contemplate the colder schemes, with mistakes that sold their dreams
Greedy snakes are visable, attempts to see me break and explode\/
These streets replace your friends for foes,
Please see straight down those never ending roads\/
The old teamz on the scene deppressed,
cuz someone told the whores where ta be and dress
it's gettin harder for me to breathe respect,
i just wanna see success, and let all the secrets rest\/
Theres no way to profit from progress,
cuz even phrophets coun't stop the ways of projects
don't forget to display rage towards the opposite sex
this life is a maze so i pocket a promise\/
What good are all these thugs with techs
they up in the hood with guns ta flex
thinkin they minds is above the rest,
but when it's time they'd rather hug then wreck\/
I'll keep my sons in check is what i use to tell cops,
i avoided those cell blocks cuz i'd sell glocks
with ammunition ta get the other man missin for twelve blocks,
my mission to be at my peak before the shells drop\/
Gettin the cash on the street scene i coun't pass up,
I'd blast those weaklings i was past bad luck
Ya class got a beating if ya acted tough,
ya ass got mad stuck in the back of the trunk\/
Untill i got caught in and started chokin from intoxication,
visons of wooden coffins from the smokin glocks im facin
often i'd off mens tops for alot of payments,
my own moms im hatin for sendin me to this abombination\/
But like scriptures and pages i got caged in and arrested,
minimium wages coun't pay shit so i confessed it
all the ladies that be pregnant ya life is a blessin,
take it day by day with all the remembrance.....thats the message\/
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
Squandered wealth n'shattered dreams bodies riddled with toxins and dirty blood streams drugs and sex making snakes out of our queens lack of money got children learning our old ways,follow in your footsteps packing a tech with that blue flame 380. with that blue frame, mentally scarred from all the battle wounds and war scars,charcoal heart spirit departs images dark in deep thought as I plot glock under my pillow,brains sizzle like brillow pull pistols over issues work moves operate smooth/can't lose refuse to submit to the struggle all my boys got a hustle slanging is the tool used the dope game it was like school/never confused as a kid I knew what I had to do/
So much devotion to the cause in a ocean of laws we still ball,no time to floss no flaws fight off the heat breathe fire kill or be killed do or die mandotory we ride, aganist the grain maintain lanes sustained,advanced communication counter surveilance switching location on these undercover agents, armor piercing artillery my vest is kevlar my stripes I earned hard,upgrading technology constantly got to move wise focused I keep my third eye on these backstabing snakes and rats leaking information,my strike is vicious on these stool pigeons being used to infultrate the system,with inppenitrable orginization keep the world in rotation/
Last edited by -ABOVE; 08-09-2016 at 04:08 AM.
[QUOTE=Father N Dangerous;2556911]Little Hustla's at the age of fourteen, learnin not ta trust a warning
on da block sellin morphene, rocks in his sock for more green\/
The streets got older phines, that will shape and mold your teens
contemplate the colder schemes, with mistakes that sold their dreams
Greedy snakes are visable, attempts to see me break and explode\/
These streets replace your friends for foes,
Please see straight down those never ending roads\/
The old teamz on the scene deppressed,
cuz someone told the whores where ta be and dress
it's gettin harder for me to breathe respect,
i just wanna see success, and let all the secrets rest\/
Theres no way to profit from progress,
cuz even phrophets coun't stop the ways of projects
don't forget to display rage towards the opposite sex
this life is a maze so i pocket a promise\/
What good are all these thugs with techs
they up in the hood with guns ta flex
thinkin they minds is above the rest,
but when it's time they'd rather hug then wreck\/
I'll keep my sons in check is what i use to tell cops,
i avoided those cell blocks cuz i'd sell glocks
with ammunition ta get the other man missin for twelve blocks,
my mission to be at my peak before the shells drop\/
Gettin the cash on the street scene i coun't pass up,
I'd blast those weaklings i was past bad luck
Ya class got a beating if ya acted tough,
ya ass got mad stuck in the back of the trunk\/
Untill i got caught in and started chokin from intoxication,
visons of wooden coffins from the smokin glocks im facin
often i'd off mens tops for alot of payments,
my own moms im hatin for sendin me to this abombination\/
But like scriptures and pages i got caged in and arrested,
minimium wages coun't pay shit so i confessed it
all the ladies that be pregnant ya life is a blessin,
take it day by day with all the remembrance.....thats the message\/[/QUOTE
FATHER N' DANGEROUS DOPE!!!!....
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