our adversaries vary from the uncivil to the evil the ancients knew
we guard our temple not letting simple minds influence how we do
our adversaries vary from the uncivil to the evil the ancients knew
we guard our temple not letting simple minds influence how we do
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
go beyond the grain retake thy name break thy chains gimme Shakespearean raps in quotes most voted won't be a sundered when eclipses shutter a stutter most try and utter get bone crushed tone touched mowed down until
you resemble dust-mites in genetic replication by the reciprocal of your denigration
sit down lets have a conversation about population annihilation
vaccination contaminations resource complications and ancient alien invasions
the human planet is a space ball plantation surround by 3/4 liquidation
genetic hybrid cloning for slave labor, the curiosity has landed on our celestial neighbor
but NASA will never give us truthful infomation about our makers
^^
you know, the real movers and shakers straight Takers
make ya put ya hands to the sky and cry for the MosHigh
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
most will die in vain crying pain trying to ride in lanes you wasn't built for shits raw like whores who slip draws for chips, poor, but still her skin crawls every time a dick in her jaw
award the tour my peoples distinctive travels across gravels are never casual
we don't battle for cattle heifers love to serve us our pull is automatic yours is manual...
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
learnt the streets with out the manual whipping streets we drive in manual shifting lateral
pack automatics for collateral came up as a savage now i'm an animal intangible highly flammable
unintainable law proclaimate operate bylaws hold whores courtious adminning new beginnings before they become lotto winnings now we off the snipe those outta context like funkmaster flex/
weapon x vex complex perplex vocals vortex scorch necks wake up in bed next to a horse head, depths deeper then yo codex kno my time like a Rolex man i'm so fucken golden holden scolden heat for these cats that be easily folden, like sheets over bodies on these streets kamakazi when i eat talkin godly but i'm a beast when i rock the M I C
Last edited by $inista; 08-18-2012 at 04:09 PM.
until i D.I.E i be that niggy from the G waiting impatiently ready squeeze my expertise
all over your cyclops fuck ya mind thru ya name draw a line venomous rhymes don't stop just circles it's tail Ouroboros design i crop and get all in yeah head like braile....
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
mostly high wanted wise throwing out the ides get cha eyes purified thinking how you get doused with acidic measures dead wyvern now your ending is coming in text messages making the dead wanting 4G components in there graveyard, while i brawl hard/
stomp the yard shake the ground when i come down your boulevard
guard your gems i two-eleven non-brethen and leave em scared....
"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)
"Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)
heathen Glocks release screaming shots bleeding hot sure to see them rot like prison canteens & blocks,till the feeding stops collect cream from crops as green as obscene nots looking like freedom hops
life of the hardknocks holding glocks pointing barrels and squeeze shots
the ghetto's a burial where niggas rot
mentals locked
whats worst
behind bars of prison blocks
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