i spit words the flame the boats that i hold vigilantes in
Keep them within the boundaries of the lost king
The sight of life is the little life of my but the life line
Ends with a little gun sign, a figure emerges swimming in the sea
i blaze mermaids and turn em into to sushi
So.... Whats the next word?
sushi
Salute me daytona runner nascar with the gats
in your head like nats for the stacks impacts pentrate cracks
feed my dogs scraps exact as we stand up for rights
Vegetarian a bean fiend all my life fuck the hype
We write without thinking skunk weed stinking
Have your ships sinking before you even started blinking
Hurricane drinking Lincoln driving this flow is deep sea diving
on ice sliding the horror i bring is horrifying
Mental power hours long too many got it wrong
Science fiction emcee's dead and gone
i'm at home boning a dime in thongs
you want war shoot me!
Making emcee's sushi next word: attachments
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
no attachments just emotional detachments
express love in pass tense
first time my heart broke I haven’t been back sense
lust is fickle caught who cheating
but no Chris Brown reaching from an assault beating
playing with fragile hearts you reaching
the inevitable cause got you grieving
fuck the weeping and tears down cheeks seeping
I fuck a bitch and look forward too the next evening
bitches play games cut hearts like spades
leaving an insecure nigga in rage
trapped in an emotional cage
love is free so fuck a valentine card and chocolates
trick the bitch get money and knock it
simps gain loss from illogic pimps turn pussy to profit
controlling the bitch mind is the object
Next word: Information
You can tune me out or listen up, it's up to you
I'm just doing what the one in me is tellin me to do
It's not enough to know what time it is, although that's fine
But more than that you must always be aware of the time
And where you fit in it along the never ending line
You can't know where you're going if you never read the signs
If nothing else all I can say is get the education
You wouldn't wanna perish for the lack of imformation
Next word: Salvation
Masses of the wackest be left on they asses
The slice of my sword, be leavin kids backless
Easily, your rhymes just aint pleasin me
Reppin like a Wu Killa Bee, your advised not to step to the
Or you may end up lookin like you caught a case of leprosy
By the lines droppin like acid precipitation
See, you cant withstand my lyrical calculations
By the looks of your mental evaluation
It seems like you could use some rhymin salvation
next word: shogun
p.s. first postwhat yall think?
Last edited by seywhat; 03-01-2009 at 02:27 AM.
The flow run no speed limit most emcee's sweet centered
Entities entered opposition horrendously hindered
Grimm emotion death before dishonor swinging sword devotion
Boasting while i'm high potent glasses break from too much toasting
Skulls cracked open roaches stomped records broken
Leader of the league drop a verse like a seed indeed ya'll bleed
mr. deeds toking weed choking gee's relentlessly my flow spun
You hold guns but die from the rapid movements of a sword shielding shogun
nw:abundance
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
That was good man.Originally Posted by seywhat
Masses of the wackest be left on they asses
The slice of my sword, be leavin kids backless
Easily, your rhymes just aint pleasin me
Reppin like a Wu Killa Bee, your advised not to step to the
Or you may end up lookin like you caught a case of leprosy
By the lines droppin like acid precipitation
See, you cant withstand my lyrical calculations
By the looks of your mental evaluation
It seems like you could use some rhymin salvation
next word: shogun
p.s. first post
i'm breaking down minerals to see how big the stash of funds' gets
stashing cream under the floor boards until the shit grows fungus
i need cash humungous - come close see how hungry son is
pull the white sheet back, for his watch, look what the gun did
guess he had time to kill, i'll make your life sunless
knock your lights out for fun kid, then meditate, practice oneness
any opponent steps up, go ahead claim you run this
amputate your knee where the cup bends, and hope the blood thins
hip hop is in my blood bitch i love this
i just black out, and ideas swell my melon , rush in, in abundance
next word: superior
t r u S t o r y
Spit shit the worst
Split the universe dispersed
or verse reversed
and form the first
genesis, then is this prophetic?
or just pathetic, or just let it
remain insane. my brain knows what i saw
but was it proven law
theory or, just a vision of the superior?
next word: contagious
I've been called a crusader, capeless
find my cage split in half by my blasted pages
the bastard child of styles ancient,
I stockpile decompiled chemical agents
dense biblical saiyans that spread the plague of this digital age as lyrics contagious...
next word: outkast
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN!! nice work
outlast the past, surpass the vast masses
My blasts contrast with that gas that ass passes
tonight the mic ignites with light fastness
Acting out rash, shipping, packing out trash
hot as sahara white sands, they call me outkast
next word: arise
Wiseguys arise,killin yo ass, it wont be no suprise like a mise, im walkin quietly on you, my dagger slashes twice gon' make yo head look like a pizza slice.
NEXT WORD: Dagger
here i come to rip this cypher; aim at ya locks and hit ya headpiece, snipa; fresh new stripes got you smellin like swagga; ice cold kris decimate your brain matter; no heat needed cuz i got my wu-dagger
Next word: Master
bless ya life
Trance enhanced my network hotter than Sahara sands
Militant militia on stage we never dance
Handgun in my baggy pants firearm romance
Clique deeper than ancient Romans
treasures hidden location forbidden protected by trained woman
Reign ribbon color red the resurrection of the dead living
Max-well choke hold vocals emcee's dungeon dumped
Fire or thump the blatant chumps left with bumps bumped
We come unseen to leave crime scenes clean
radiant regime baking you beans brainwashed by the TV screen
the vigilante is seldom seen without a pocket full of cream
Master before and after smash a rapper quick to clap ya
next word : hedging
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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