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02-22-2021, 05:12 AM
#121
woo-biddin'
...me's gonna' trace her son's murder back to me, I'm welcoming this
by then, fillies should be swallowing me deep each crack of their lips
you know who's gotta' die now, and that's why I assigned misses smith
to find her son she lost by confiding in me wild secrets kept
the treasure hunt my scepture wants to dive in, she grabs eagerly
the ummn sounds she now verberates on my leather, that'd be my skin
I only trust me', gods not yet in-tuned with my piano keys
so me's my trustee now, she trusts me now that I've found every thief
at nine eleven two thousand one to nine eleven two-one
from forbidden to woo biddin' now on whomever knelt for nut
facials from cracker whips, to front when it's your blackness risked for sums
between me' and me pure disaster hits the ones my list has shunned
and as I bring me' closer to my part in this how carcasses
are parked on me, she's all for me because now joan of arc will live
for whom she serves, the greater glory of me, her lord and master
she's minstrel blackened back, woo bid' is the anthem for assassins
under my directive fillies my direction, god, don't ask me
to have my inc. back down from how it's written from my own fancy...
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03-06-2021, 06:03 AM
#122
allways infinity flex
...whomever's on-board the mothers' hips should notice the trap doors shut
my beautiful black w8men's all my women, front to back doors locked
any mix-ups found decomposed down-to-the-bones, my story's been
exactly what it's been, the enemy's the figment of your sins
imaginations, congratulations, you won the death sentence
allways infinity flex affidavits, who's my next witness
there's no aging me out when you live in my age, so bitch, listen
if you cut your eyes to buck fifty stitch me, just to guess second
by then your loved ones unprotected, I have al-mahdi's address
my bloods showed up at his front door, he panicked, wanted my past tense
to rescue him pro bono, I don't think so, payment's with his life
I been living without since '17, sleep on a bed of rice
my god is not in the loop though, but con will not find a loophole
the zoo-woo's not lost angelans' cockold, not tofu nor pseudo
to research my tutorials, then your names on memorials
because she wouldn't cover me 'cause she done chose the bul she chose
and I be suspect zero, my god links me up with outsidaz
provided my demands are met, no ins or outs for outsidevs...
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03-06-2021, 11:14 PM
#123
cover the dates
...u can't think that to deprive me u won't oblige me, the time me'
and me spend, she looks to close in on her son's killers and finds me
the triple 6 being the try-sex, as I book the sins, I gets
pussy and ass from whom I'd say to be my guest, the binge I'm with
who's showing up late to the party stripped of possessions in wealth
and all I do is cover the dates with my repetitive self
she ain't have to believe, but she will sunni nuff discover that
we are solidified acting as one, murders to rupture stats
fillies nerves should be on-the-fringe with vs, homicides ending up
as our calling card 'cause english ain't leave messages clear enough
and if I'm all-talk, being I'm the living word, I'm 'sposed to be
so all-talk u to death, one death sentence how shit's supposed to be...
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03-27-2021, 09:19 PM
#124
d and courtland
...so azz-iz has the advantage over em', masses sobering
crafted soldiering solder metals known to fling, axe smoldering
open necks hacked to 64 bits, everything pork chopped down to
the white meat's a unick and ain't unique, to think I ought not to
eradicate all enemies to zion's melanated truths
the imposters want what you keep giving 'em, Hell awaits them fools
new jersey transit's been my foot peddle to push my path to nyc
mta wants me to ride with 'em, right, but septa mapped my life
me and my god linked with azz-iz and pacewon with their newark crew
as I had drawn it up, the outsidaz connect, I'm bullet-proof
afu directed the video shoot, phila-rico hosted
two retards snickering like candy bars, I staid in the holster
already identified as tzu-wu to bricks, zoo-woo to azz
any bloods sliding with 'em must follow my rules, who knew the half?
cain risen in protest against me r.i.p.'d in two thousand
the grapes I walked through, barks turned into wines, crickets from too-loud shit...
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03-30-2021, 07:04 PM
#125
da' 5 bloods pt. 2 [u.s. now in the red]
...so far the police murdered three of my deceased blood relatives
and acab provocateurs were there to incite mob wrecklessness
in u.s. cities, my alarm went up for my bloods sacrificed
the synagogue of satan's kabaal's gonna pay for crafting lies
dumb treasonous niggas fear my return since giving me up to
pontius pilate who is now donald trump, he's simple enough to
upset the beast if trump should reach me, 1-800-dial-a-tone
coon niggas sweating bullets saying vote for biden won't atone
so guess what, jackalyn wright's under my armpit, she's a strong bitch
being backed by whom you should have no qualms wit', or shit gets solved quick
the u.s. in the red now, the debt owed to me been between vs
the national guards deployed for capitalist corporate cream puffs
the black thought being co-opted ain't phase me much, but now I know
the key of david's options one and none, that's how far out I go
beyond binary codes, my libra'ry holds know contrary quotes
that are up for debate, questioning me, I stuff optics in throats
now sony wants to work with my god since wu'tang with rca
I got word from my god the day walter wallace [jr.] was chalked away
he's the third blood of mine police was set up by to sacrifice
it's just jamell demons and I left in da' 5 bloods cast of dice...a.c.d.c. of the e.d.n...
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03-31-2021, 05:01 AM
#126
the dark tower poster pt. 5: bloods sneakers
...bloods been heading to li'l nas x bloods sneakers to tuck feet in
I told you who I am, I'm ain't-I-christ, leave you in trunks sealed in
them triple-6 hand signs used to be okay, now we know better
my disciplines my disciples pick up, but I'm my own menace
recall my bloods shouted out to my god, cain risen in protest
against my life's what blues and reds about, seth thinks he can own us
my god snapped on him, contract on his head I pick up, that's settled
the lost angel is lucyfer, lost angeles not that clever
I now own the circus ring that the new jersey transit covers
that's philly to n.y.c., exactly, my command's the mmers
as my dark tower reserects to enter feminine palates
if me and my god visit azz' studio, eminem's accessed
the mmers access my celebrity guide, extortion gauntlets
satan's synagogue can't survive, put us against honkey tonkers
indebt to us, eternal hell my flamethrower's nasal passage
sneezing out, asians trying asiatics patience get past-tensed
I am the sun tzu-wu as well as ghengis khan, so they're alarmed
to try discombobulating vs blacks as targets to unarm
game over for 'em though, hiroshima ain't shit compared to me
the newclear holycost, sideblinding to those who cared to see...
Last edited by ChristO; 04-09-2021 at 03:56 PM.
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04-04-2021, 01:15 PM
#127
my reserection
...the bloods should be rushing to my dick hard long in fear for their lives
the mud's what I made my bricks from, this call to arms seared all your sides
fillies should've accepted me as-is, I point the bricks azz-iz
love gets you far in life when not corrupt that-is, my script has legs
the brother dmx hospitalized, to live despite his death
mimicking my rise back to life from my last breath, that was real death
where do we go from here, when I been here a whole half-century
outsidevs not thinking I was raised correct's who were sent for me
got everything from chased away to stored somewhere, I'm home allone
and any burglary attempts, my god ain't help, was on my own
because the muslims never thought me dead-in-they-face was their fates
how do you kill all-law to fake-embrace me and swear that you're safe
how fillies/b8tches never answered the call to receive their sun
I told my god we have luc' in our custody since he's the dunce
trying to block me so the corona can crown him, he's the queen
the money to be made's the con regardless, al-mahdi's for reams
the psychology of this some mind-boggling shit for those who think's
why judas iscariot my disciple's now my god to train
now my reserection's to raise the stakes, the bloods streams last mistake's
trying to give me orders, not today, you'll push up grass from graves...
Last edited by ChristO; 04-09-2021 at 02:18 PM.
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04-09-2021, 04:10 PM
#128
the adult swim
...now, martial matters iz-azz-in marshal matthers, so listen close
pay attention my brother, shit's a set-up to get us to throw
away the second amendment? it comes the second we end him?
that's what your small hat advisors' intent's been, where do we send them?
through the wringer due to their unclean practices, pee'd mattresses
young niggas trampolined on, the adult swim left skeet mattresses
the crucial conflict's hay in the barn, masticated to horse shit
so who now wants rewards and prestige, accollades for their bullshit
con said I'm all-talk, then my god said chali con has no street cred'
it's only my word that holds merit, bloods shed must end the beef then
don't allow one filly/b8tch to let me down, since this great reset
I scene revolves around me, seven to eight shots' I'm paid respects
when gods speak of The Father, earths seeking to find me outer-space
born in philly as their Sun, been wanting me to feel out-of-place
I work u.s. routes 1-9 to 21 to gather myself
since 10.26.2018 with juve' and sak slugged from shells...
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04-11-2021, 08:02 PM
#129
64 secs. to judgement pt. 3: bagging bricks
...it's all in a day's work, I pushed my present state through jersey state
the more the masses vaccinate for cov'id? was that worth the weight
for the breakpads on my shoulders, what due date does my birth sync wit'
fillies feeling me now's my triggers squeezed, dates what my guns shit with
if I'm bagging bricks, I'm not bragging, it's the red ones I keep to
myself, my name dictates it, grape bricks of kool-ade dumbfounded fools
they wanted the problem back in two thousand, arsonal's mouth's just
the icing on the duncan hines, who now then thought this was not that
deep where brick city's street politics being run by me allone
I position myself across the hudson from my former home...
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04-23-2021, 09:14 PM
#130
the good earth
...my razor to the rza's neck, you know who the-fuck you is yet?
I heard your name mentioned about a click-clack over a chit-chat
put the hit on your head, somebody showed up dead, wall was toe-tagged
I was protecting borderlines of mine, the dread all my foes had
whatever zipperheads thinking can fly, I unzip, from my fly
my dick taking a piss from your skyline, your wrists opened, you die
that's mass suicide, my people are mine, you hoped I was a lie
no matter how many times I've been murdered though, I'm still alive
since being buried alive in crude epithets, I still am GOD
so rza, what decision is your vision in these arts of war
books between me and you, copies be found in stores, these darts are drawn
hit the bullseye tattooed on pang juan, he's the bul these aks'll storm
embassies with, rza you better believe it, who reels you in
since you swim in the deep end thinking you can morph to gills and fin
entering thirty-six, chamber's triple-six just for trying sex
it can be one billion china-rooted pests who'll be dying next
for listening to wu' anthems those niggas worked the masses with
to be fans, I'm bound to shrivel y'all as you thirst for massengill...
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04-23-2021, 09:16 PM
#131
Last edited by ChristO; 04-23-2021 at 09:29 PM.
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04-30-2021, 08:26 PM
#132
more in-depth
...ameen hearsed in a moment, but beforehand where's the hidden hand
between me and me's the beginning of the end, no middle man
fillies my gang and I'm fillies gheng', my god's building skyscrapers
I architected, I'm the living word my god's denied lately
I seen the whole set-up, the mock drill's not at-all the real event
'21 bridges shut down, my killers won't escape reels of death
twenty-four f.p.s., the movie's called mr. and mrs. smith
chali con said there's nothing else to say before my name was r.i.p.'d
my murdered uncle's demons summoned, his daughter wanted me gone
to look for him in hell's enclaves, and I found him, wanna-be's warned
she fingered her clitorus eyeing me down, 2-7 street now
giving samantha to me, she's a gray cloud, keep wet for me now
bloods shoulda' rushed to my genitals, but thought my god could save 'em
ironic how I'll mass-murder 'em to fear me as their savior
then manipulate the bloods circulation to reserect me
you get al masih ad dajjal later on since you ain't get me...
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05-06-2021, 07:01 PM
#133
goat island
...my god wants that tesla money, that's future intents for countries
my dick wants to be stiff humping the beauties intensly cumming
40 cal done lost a loved one, me and my god want to sum up
the money to be made's the mahdi con, the goat y'all done summoned
by my own will to show you what I've been fighting ever since since
have that b8tch drop to her knees to swallow my pipe, never sink-rinsed
as I'm raising the b.a.r., elijah poole's got the illa nois when
the battle-rap community's being hemmed up in the storm winds
I want the garden state's arsonal, after math hoffa's remains
still never found, kee-kee hardbody made her claims, call me for change
the alarm sounds when I reserect fully, fillies now for me
inphidels soiling themselves, strawberry kool-ade stout pouring
niagra falls, the kegs falling, I'm your suicide prevention
if you were always there calling on my hotline, not to mention
how I'm booking the sins, my sound advice to hear me the first time
the next time's to your neckline to a hearse ride, fear me the first time...
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05-14-2021, 05:14 PM
#134
oslo
...israel, the hamas are the hammers, do you undastand me
your advisors kidnapped for a ransom, zion isn't candy
edit and manipulate my word into your tragic ending
if you insist, al-mahdi con's israel, punk-ass pretending
there's peace between vs, not a filly/b8tch covered me yet, the threat's
I got the nyc dc sounding like I got the nice dick, yes, the bitch
in you best to reach out to me gaybriel's host, I'll end the tricks
and burn both the bible and the qur'an to cleanse from fingerprints
I been took my cov'id shots in that elevator box to He'll
my cousin tee is 42 now, escalator route's to heal
find me in the w.t.c. building still, nine-eleven
of '21 coming up, gates to He'll broke up, smog and mirrors
I'll book chali con, he wants for me to write his biography
so come part 5 of my spizzit, y'all heard my church discography
you know con's da' 5 tag as displayed in the 12 monkeys movie
his israel side's got no option than to s.o.s. to me
his p.l.o. side's got the hamas to 'em, his grammer screwed up
my hammers shoot up anything that moves wrong, that answers you fucks
propositioning me with my own proposition to their goat
knowing how animal sacrifices go, butchers want his throat
my god spazzed on him, his neck triple-joint to watch his ass on him
my bloods showing up wanting to drown him in bubble-bath water
if fillies protecting me as their own, no scab can live to speak
as I have my god put ends to the mother lucy's jealous streak...
Last edited by ChristO; 05-15-2021 at 07:50 PM.
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05-19-2021, 05:20 PM
#135
25 secs. to judgement
...happy birthday to al-mahdi con israel, if history shall
repeat itself, candles blown out in mid-air, where's the victory now
all I wanted was payment to me, fillies/b8tches staid from me
so now the cons sequence buildings to shake from fear and quake for me
shout to azrael angel of death educated straight from me
twenty-five secconds left, to catch a breath you tried painstakingly
u packing bags and backing out the paint my targets buttered with
I read I was shot with shit meant for mister snuffleupagus
my god needs the rent paid in-full, eviction notice to buffoons
been years ago, my books are in-the-read, what's owed is through-the-roof
malcom x doesn't know that he's still alive, done showed me his cards
trying to raise cain in protest against my scars showed me he's soft
a pissing-contest runner-up for certain then, might burden him
to find I'm a' mop his living room floor with what he holds within
al-mahdi con been said he's gon' take care of him, at p.n.b.
rock's street he woulda' been smeared, but I put that campaign to a cease
prime minister yahoo gotta' cry and sob like some bitch to get
my attention, hiakus ain't my objective with the sp'it I inc.
not to mention yakub done tried his best to get all I possess
'til yakueline became his attribute, my bitch, must I confess
to my god how the twist went, I'm esau/isa the one you 'sposed to hate
psalm eighty-two'ing gods simply because my god I mold and made...
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