water to simmer my flames as i bathe in lava body your honor
it's like swimming bleeding in a river full of pirahna's
your infliction karma nirvana add on the drama
draw with weapons, and stencils painting pictures on corners
paint is bloody red hot lead protects my canvas
get blasted by your own gun that was fam handed
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
My guts are pouring all over the pavement, stumbling over my own bloody enslavement, we don't own this world, just payin rent, maybe I'm better off with a bow, arrows and tent, Testament is the scent on the bushes where I piss, I walk the world a ghost so when you shoot you're bound to miss, kiss angels dangled from the star-spangled, its not a dream deferred, its hope annihilated marked by the bloodstains on the curb
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Spoke words that left the glass shattered, fragmented all that mattered and the pieces could never be made whole again, original sin was kin pointing the finger at those next to him and shouting "I'm not like them" and so the mind was divided, paranoid of those they confided, he sided only with himself, his heart a barren shelf as the cupboard stayed empty and no hunger could tempt thee to regain nourishment, the time spent in his mental cage was distrust distilled to rage and one that could not be saved when the mind turns into both master and slave
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I say look how like a miracle
I walk straight up to you tall as a pinacle
even though I heard that you're so synical of me
I know what you got but I give mine for free
like charity your lackin so you need to see my shit
need to do summit put more weight behind your hit
get lucky got balls to fuck with me
all the better for rippin' em off can't you see
it's how I roll just like a barrel
I shoot your rhymes down like bow n' arrow
Forget the bones I can chill you to your marrow
you may have flow but I fly like a sparrow
I weave and dive lyrically leave none alive
you reckon you're sharp my tongue cuts like knife
you throw shit lose your focus
I feed on all that's left like a locust
this is how I get grim- no frills
I kick back rip it n' pop you like pills
with my hand
don't need a real gun here to stand
I'm on demand and you're on your way out
dig MC Nin's serious shinobi shout.
Black hole avocado, money making bravado that stays so low the flow go through underwater caves to gain your freedom you gotta first recognize you're a slave its ok to be brave in this world of crooks that got a castle on every corner of the game, metaphor that gave the piece the name, we can't blame greed for taking over when we walk with cold shoulders and refuse to be bolder
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Our culture under attack, watch your back, grab you gat, we busting back but not like that, freedom of speech is how to react, reactivate your brain play your game they ready no your name, number & all of that, they watch your gains, what you bought, what you sold hold your weight up, up in gold, watch the road for the change, they’re ready got you change, bank control the game, reign of blood money stained, they keep your brain preoccupied with fame, they rape & mame its all the same when you look at all the names that past away due to injustice & ruckus in conjunction with having nothing, it’s something to control your mind, keep you confined to your chains, you’re a slave anit nothing changed but the game, same rules apply do or die, freedom is my state of mind …………….peace stay free....fake records...
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They're classic animals classed as parasitic cannibals, feasting and leaching,hypocritic when they're preaching, hymning minds when the y're reaching, teaching by not teachin, and it seep in that you can build a house by tearing down walls, put in a skylight and watch the empire fall. Brawl like a ninja with an invisible cloak, they're dead by the time they notice the smoke, factions that practice addition by su traction, ignite minds that break binds in a chain reaction expand like a fractal outta fractions,the mathematics is where it all happens'...'............peace fam
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Cookie cutter raps, yo stick to playin craps instead – maybe you have better luck
all the kids in this thread can’t be winnin that bread cuz they spread
like butter, I only stutter when I have to meet a bitch’s mother
wonderin’ if she know that I busted a nutter in her clutter, like smeared jiff
never lift a spliff keep it pure herb, don’t dilute lungs like blood in the Nile
water disturbed
but anyway battles aint my style, I prefer to drop knowledge on a beat all the while
crawl ten miles and then break into a dead sprint, judge my velocity and get ya ass bent
complete all missions I’m tasked with, and meditate on decisions as fools flip
and falter, not my fault that you got stranded like Gibralter – surrounded
by snakes and cowards with their hands out, I’m empowered by simple acts
so I kick the facts and cut away the slack like the mic cord you holdin
your flow is like a dolphin in an old frozen pond, if you need I’ll throw ya the bronze
shake the silver out your pockets, pull them golden teeth out yo sockets
so you can croak like a frog and watch life pass by life a rocket
you couldn’t find the way if you was lead by Davey Crockett
so while I’m hittin Sacagawea, like Cast Away all you got is an old locket
concoctin' the proper formula of mangela doctors for gorin' ya
kinda akward cameras recordin ya while ya pourin guts
sick smiling more with cuts, stuffed in the taurus trunk
luck has been poor as fuck, love how them corpses stunk
somethin like dahmers frige, nothin' to calm ya shit
flow's clean as an amish bitch with mama's tits
son, im beyond ya grip, your non-legit
dreams have all gone to shit, ill bomb ya bitch
at her moms or her honda whip, a pawn for dick
cuz she love how the sausage fit, her sauces drip
she lost her grip, couldnt help but to cop a sit
cop a sit...pop a bitch and doctor clitz,back alley ginoGOREocologist,ripped out tha fake and left em hollow tits,abolishment,Priest and triple 6 recive acknowledgement for hollow tips that follow kids,implode they brainz and cause sum SHIT,
"We discourteous creatures, features of repetitive
feaster's,that pray on the opposite optical of logical people"http://www.myspace.com/eversick0666
kids,implode they brainz and cause sum SHIT..
open frames with mossberg spit
splatter tops with cinder-blocks 'n bricks
impossible for docs to stitch the slop 'n grit
that's pouring all out across the hips..
uh, priest 'n eversick, spit this ugly
buckin sigs at'cha wiz while ya kids is stumbling
out'cha crib, so bloody they slip when running
shit, it's funny, 'n sweet like it's dipped in honey
yea our brains fucked up, but we gets it done g
with bludgeonous bats to stomachs, one swing
cunt deep, as we latch the trunk in, sluts sleep
twist cuban wraps of the dumb shit, glass 'n dust hits
these bitches they act redundant after one hit
we trashin they fuckin cunt lips, done dissed
so bad no rational man would touch it!
hahaha, ugly broad, go fix what's hangin'
kiss the pavement, you'll probly get flipped 'n raped then
with a bayonet tip, we slippin' way in
stake our claim in, elbowing ya shit with flagrants
in the name of world peace, this is satan!
black vans 'n camo drab..
on some A team shit with the rambo mags
get'cha fuckin spleen split with a sambo jab
save clips for the ammo stash
mufucka..
duck cover, 'for slugs push some fucks upward
its your last meal with Christ, swine supper
verbal casings disperse as we hurdle paving
shits be piercing as screams of an urkel raping
stay chiefin that purple daily
we maxin..
waxin bitches, fracture ass ends
kidnappin em slapped in the van when class ends
bitch get yo ass in!
a sad story..
they found the bitch maad gory
out in fields she was burried in bags poorly
so coyotes was passin 'n tracked shorty
smellin' scents..
hellish stench, teeth bloody 'n nails were drenched
as the whole pack ravished entrails 'n flesh
they sent her to hell a mess..
Originally Posted by ArcherPriest
sent her to hell a mess,more than devilish,thoughts brought by loaded magnum,these bitches beggin for hollow tipz,never the less,injest son..an relish the best..,,Underground MCZ that split ya frame insane,,and choke out ya breath,2012 son..will fuckin beat u 2 death,cardiac arrest in ya chest,beleve me,Roman exorsisms dont even take THIS much finesse,ITZ OVER sent back in time universal rhyme soldiers,..shapeshift this makeshift reality sober,the overloader,circut busting electrical volter,polevaulting axes in ya grill for extra london olympic exposure,so laugh at the past,n cry to the future,chained in Priests basment is ure placement untill its time to induce ya,seduce ya with eyes that drift from innocents to rape an polute ya,u get what u give and a worthless shell perfectly suits ya...
"We discourteous creatures, features of repetitive
feaster's,that pray on the opposite optical of logical people"http://www.myspace.com/eversick0666
seen disperin shells that fell from the supra
priest n eversick, to hell with you losers
ring ya mufuckin bells with the ruger
we survived the pits of hell tippin booze up
stayin blunted ..with pussy that play in covens
thru they snatches we traffic that cake to ovens
cave ya lungs in, spit vapors from flamin onions
we giants, like babe 'n bunyon, slangin' axes..
lumberjack masked crackaz whos cravin' blackness
thoughts illlogic profane 'n our brains is backwards
yo the crow 'n the jokers our favorite actors
cuz them fuckers is DEAD! under graves in pastures
if you breathe we dont like you, the same as pastors
slice you, view what's inside like we breakin' passwords
yo we stays on our grind like a page in Thrasher
heavybag mufuckaz that hang from rafters
beat with clubs, fuck tiger, WE play the Masters
'why we's callin the shots' like its blazers/mavericks
crusty blood on these clothes thrown in stanky hampers
suds erupt from the soap when erasing splatters
left'em stuck on the rope with they faces battered
pedals stuck to the floor, we evade the capture
.....In Capua's pastures unbathed,snaggin bitches with bladez,beheading Rome's new captures,velociraptor rapture,priest and 666 the first prehistoric bastards!!!,left on the step of a cave dwelling of fascist's,black magic practice,bendin the egotistical backwards,untill they meet defeat,the appropriate package.........
With the new testament torn,the meak inherit the earth while Archer bless up the scorned,,while triple 6 injest souls of broken beautys and relay the porn,got 4 cuntz impailed on the red dead devils hornz,BON BON Rza passed me IronFist blueprints to form,exploding rhyme fragments mind magnets,,dragnet of the swarm........killa beez stalking....sting soldering the wheel chair of steve hawking,professor x,ex military mind fuck offering,And u thought u were safe,just another epitomy faked,u get splashed in yo fuckin face cuz we shine like we fate,charm the baddest bitch with adjectives tongue lashes of savages brutal destination no invitation too masochist!.........
Last edited by Eversick666; 07-13-2012 at 11:51 PM.
"We discourteous creatures, features of repetitive
feaster's,that pray on the opposite optical of logical people"http://www.myspace.com/eversick0666
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