trip skater runs, I blaze with bumsOriginally Posted by MASTER PAI MEI
a black Raider breakin the slums without taking a plunge
congregating slugs coagulate with weighted guns,
scorched lungs pouring blood into orange cups...
NEXT WORD: DRESS
trip skater runs, I blaze with bums
a black Raider breakin the slums without taking a plunge
congregating slugs coagulate with weighted guns,
scorched lungs pouring blood into orange cups...
NEXT WORD: DRESS
running through you hoes like porn sluts
murder pussys like you we dont morn fucks
Nikes 501s white tees what did you expect
Gs form Southern California we know how to dress!
post the next word.
oops I forgot
next word (Beast)
hawks that specialize in how to invade your nest clean-up the bloody mess
live from the den in Denver I delivered a message of success
bust ya abs like an absess add stress my crew striving to perfect
wind staff to your neck before you could pull the tech I'm a technical threat
crow loud entrance to the ring hand-blocking your off-point swings
a human sized pot I bring to boil all savages on thriving soil
we toil harder than diggers for oil my queen royal and loyal
so go ahead muscle man get oiled up to get frame broiled(what)
milk spoiled sluts suck it up after pm the master pussy masher
more drama than Compton gangs I bang on beast-masters
next word:commentary
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Commentary clone capture jar
Battling bars, rattling cars, battling underneath the stars
End cha girl’s hunger pains when thunder rains, she be coveted by
A hustler gains, tussle in pages writ the bible within geological content
Timex your template when I implement diction
Depicted fiction with friction kicking knowledge
When school wasn’t cool enough I made a collage out of logic
Next word: Haunted
I keep the interstate guarded for every war he's rewarded
the ceremony recorded ape's banging they chests out of boredom
no tolerance I'm a turbulent swordsman friction enforcing
no mind games think so here's a Lennon shot end of the plot
should've never walked to the end of the block
these master-pieces redundant to the cops
bricks turned to college funds for the seeds degrees they got
turn you apple-heads to motts were growing company crops
look at the combo's he's got to make a mayweather drop
you couldn't kill the pain with the pot blood-stains on the rocks
guzzle the rum the lesson brung will puzzle the dumb
the most hated but the least wanted dangerous once confronted
let the kush burn like a house that's haunted
next word:Farctate
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
SON....
Sit in my basement replacing memories with the ancient..
ginseng remedies, writin on paper, thats my major, hater...
wait up, you get ya face cut, if you play us.. off hiatus..
Never lost my flavah, you in danger if my anger overflow in pages..
Its hot today, heard some shots get sprayed, heard some cops get paged..
people stealing lyrics lost they life in the park, its late, 8 o clock, a waste..
catch the dark bait, I devour you like a shark wait..in the hot waves..
I mark dates..in which I got tapes recorded so I can start to rape...
voilation, you partake, quit biting, you got a large taste, you Farctate-
(Insult)
NEXT WORD: characterized
Characterized ionized atmospheric gases
Been blasted through the chest
Outta my vest, been with them wolves
Howling at the moon, scowling at the night
Mastering styles never been to art school
Spider crawling writing your mind outta control til ya eyes are balling
Get telepathic thinking you’re mentally graphic
I’m acrobatic with logical sense
Strong with the force is this one like Yoda Son
I run through the path of life training like Goku
Charge up like Frieza it ain’t no breeze son
Get blown up Namek in an instance
It only took 40 episodes
Next word: Aliens
Man,
failures been an opposite option of mine...
part of its opt to shine, other is part of divineness..
Biters piss me off I got to transform, Optimus Prime
sharp incline been my training method, final blessings..
vital essence of lifes blessings in my presence...
every breaths been..every step then, heavy weapons..
ready to ambush, catchin ya man look, crept with plant bush...
motionless to the human eye, most of its handbook...
pin needle to cerebral now he hit a thin steeple, we been people..
you a trader like a auto mag, I feel about you.. like I ought-a-faggot..
hit you with automatic, wish you would cause a drastic...distraction..
but you in fractions..chopped up, caught in a casket..like a fish in a basket..
yo, hold the bastard..he heavy, but all that is fatness off his assness..
Im from the ave kid where the toughest cats been stuffed like a casserole..
I give a massive YO to WuCorp and the past tapes crafted to mold..
too hazardous to hold, say again? we made men, smashin assholes..
play again, the phattest raps told, placement?? the masses been known..
smoke out a chalean, chill w my bastard kinfolk, then kill some aliens..
Last Word: Porcelan Top of a Toilet
Last edited by Aclikyano; 12-20-2014 at 11:27 PM.
blah blah blah have you even learned to spell yet?
Blah blah blah smash your face on the porcelain top of the toilet.
Last words - I like feather dusters up my ass.
straight up garbage, NEXT ?
Finish with the word: Porcelain Top
No eyedol,
my Tidal waves betrayed forms Horus portrays
morbid pages stored in open graves,
performances unstaged, corn-fed slaves slay the crops
crimson and courageous cops,
cleaned up with enormous cranes and brave mops,
killed in primitive caves with porcelain tops...
NEXT WORD
mustache
thinking you can take me with a slash in your stash
Flash the gash I wrinkle up your mustache like A Wrinkle in Time
Get chopped down with more thorns than a rose pedal
Get whittled down chop seuy style
Leave your menstrual cycle at home
Pussy foot around a verse and get cursed
Get hexed by wreckers no need heckler and cotch
Leave you deaded on beat faster than you can time your watch
next word: rebound
no need to mind the clocks in your weak town,
seen you catchin all the free balls like Rodman on rebounds
weak clowns thinkin they spittin heat rounds,
old bullets that don't even qualify as rhymes Meek found
NEXT WORD:
ROOTS
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