part cha minds arcs, coming off these steps i've taken
now cats thinking i'm out i still circle around like aircrafts that drop it like b-52 bombers take it back to charmers now you chillin at marvin's room
get stolen on like vinyl samples etched outta those datpiff files
Tears from her eyes pouring river Nile depression deep as she puts the gun in her mouth
Four sons murdered her days followed by blackened clouds noone hears her crying out
Seems as she's had enough she pulls the trigger head blown off the shoulders bust
Gruesome sight the type to have the person with the strongest stomach throwing up
Last edited by Mantra; 10-28-2016 at 12:52 PM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Guardians rise your guarding the tribe strapped with two biscuits hunting down chicken tonight
It's a feast fried or baked full stomach pride it's always live where i reside
Last edited by Mantra; 10-28-2016 at 01:06 PM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
game of thrones, dragons impalas flows go whirlwinds kicks to the face
laced improve darts making minds shoryuken after dark
never missed my mark like deadshot i'm straight hip-hop it don't stop
Wont flop, opposite of clown shoes..
Soundview aint got nothin on my ground rules...
Stop you like a red light..end fights...
Med flight...
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
If they said u could spit it must be flem I'm sicker than a dude French kissing his cum guzzling girlfriend
I'm standing holding a bic lighter and gasoline waiting on the world's end lyrically constipated shitting on emcee's obviously boring with bars to have you snoring watch for the drop like a minority running from a trigger happy cop
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
what cha thinking inking wrinkle your time
drop your mind in a vat of acid, call e'm the joker
cold cock,remember countdown clocks are for amateurs
Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 11-29-2016 at 07:58 AM.
Exited the van with the chains on my feet
Walked in to court the back way know it's me
Wild child juvenile
Spitting rhymes off the mind flying
Yeah
And wasn't no begging the judge, their honor
He not mine
Gimme time
I'm honored
Hero Unsung I Am Hung Drawn & Quartered -Seriously- You Call This Torture ?!
My Mind Confines More Slaughter Than What The Walking Dead Has Brought Ya !
Caught ya like shopliftin' above ur station ur in hades realm im mount olympus..Originally Posted by Guarded By Martyrs
Count the kisses cuz its godfather up in here..ya not livin..
My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
More fly then everybody that wields luggage
Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it
I Recite Hogworts Hyms That Cause The Candles To Start Flickering
Manhandle 3 Darts Sickening My Sickle Stop These Snakes Slitherin'
splice ya skin back together with nothing but welding tools
spider spool graph on pangea to these backs like scars on slaves
Got scars that say what you think in the brain
About people who been through more trauma and pain
Like a mother crying over baby boy fallen from gauge
Caught buckshot cuz he thought life was tough talk...
Slangin n hangin
Now we all gotta mourn another on the pavement
Talk about his life was the shit but never made it
It's time to take responsibility
Be the problem or the solution
Be gone from stupidity
Before we all face the flames fumin
Rappers die daily how you Gon be remembered
On top like a man or on the bottom body severed
Life too real for one rhyme or some rhymes
smart rappers sit back and listen to dumb rhymes
apparently some people dont know what one line means lol
anyways, im the originator of this one line rhyme shit, i started it on TheDSC.com years and years ago
Off the cut like bleeding occurs
Rip through words without dictions
I’m near you bury
Verse Virgo my mind is a mercielago
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