Originally Posted by O3EY
This was nice obey
This was nice obey
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
yo yo,
it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how i keep from going under
it's like a free ticket to Australia sometimes, it makes me wonder how i keep from going down under
PAINFUL.
Retired.
Immortalized immortal spies all notices are notarized
Too old to cry the process plugging let it fry
Section deep so peep the bullets bite the eyes
Texture extra thick I pick then pulverize
Crabs be hermit can't spit without permit
Streetlife was taught didn't learn it
Ready to buck devils dropped shells confirmed
Machine gun hearns was letting the chamber burn
Dead pronounced body viewing earned
Stars burn soon as inferno turned on
Hate the imagery shown prince of the poem
Prints in your dome scream on megaphone
Lavish lab like Hilary home confidence shown
Sponsor of chrome flesh fire tone
Hands break dire stone ambush supply alone
Great to beat your conquest retreat or murder repeat
No stretcher left em stretched out with blood pouring in the streets
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
enemy controll ya, watch the ps3 expose ya to all the animation
animorphic rhyme destortion proportion discord with cha discourse son
bust a migrant now you migrate your flow like type a
you ain't even in the right of way
bind down the heve hole hay
blown the save like he wasn't safe
ace up my sleeve, bronze gloves up my reef
thief in the night like it's the 1980s
please ladies emcees ain't cha ticket to success
i work harder than most kermit the frogs
get off the hog those attacks aren't magentically detatched
i could post up on the block get cha drowned out by the noise
and still remain poise without being des moines, iowa
It's a fact I crack facility with super nigga ability
Roof cavings consistent when I'm house bound no billing me
Killing league with acid from the asphalt the last hawk
Fell victim to pecking order head splitting slaughter for fast talk
The knowledge won't compute for the cell damage rebuked
Popping bottles til we puked green chunks smelling up the coupe
We have our own horns to tute one of the few chosen to chew the illest they knew
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
...So Triple 6 HAD to spew... a hyper lyric,psycho spirit,righteous cleric,no life to bare it ,,mic just tear it,flow so unknown son that ud prolly have to fear it...lazar and leer it,anti gravity Majesty interplanetary minutes smokin cosmic spinach,crystals crusted n dusted to the limits,body brollic n purple as grimace,with a smooth irish cream frootloop palate to finally finish......
"We discourteous creatures, features of repetitive
feaster's,that pray on the opposite optical of logical people"http://www.myspace.com/eversick0666
here's the warning alarming as global warming
Electric storming night to morning madman performing
Sworn in to uphold the bastard sword style swarming
Slices through all devices my deviant vices
Poisoned your rices loco as lifers on rikers
Duel on islands flatline tyrants backed by bikers
nine blasts on cats out to knife us nobody like us
You want to try the trifest? Bad advice pay price
Threw em on the ground like ghetto dice get a life
out for justice u heard I was in your wife
blood flow from you know scream to christ
under the lights the hit was nothing nice very shiest
No ghetto pass could save you from flying lead pipe
Concussion thrusting and throbbing after tonight
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
That was nice J
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
"that was nice" but I'm gonna go for broke like a choke from reggie to spike lee, cant test a man with no plan cause he kamikaze or better yet 'spirit wind' that you can't see. failed to plea why I'm a G or maybe it'sjustmeandhasnothingtodowithyou so stay back or stay true, what do you do? asking questions that don't need answers like a virgin you're making a debut. just don't misconstrue my words cause I'm trying to reach those rocking the training wheels, stay faded but not persuaded stick to your game and stay clapping like ghetto trained seals.
historical oracles are stored in basements bloody
great flames lovely the burnt victims ugly
try to tug me get roped in avoid you broke men
caught in the scope then neck snapping roping
it's a pro your approaching prepare for the poaching
through every coast I'm coasting after the battles toasting
never hiding the doors open with locks broken
barrel smoking many hoping I fall on my head busted
disgusted on how I crushed crews crumbs in pieces
run my thesis move the crowd like Dead King speeches
searched by polices my policies shoot first earth the beasties
boys riot after the speeches close minded heart my dagger reaches
drum-line defense rapid fire offense take em back like pretense
camp out in the seized tents hiding out after I bombed police precincts
edit your recent bars we get-a-way like cars cigar smoking czars
banned to perform stars are tied up and thrown in the trunk of my car
Last edited by Mantra; 07-28-2014 at 09:38 AM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
decapitate punks from afar with a .223 ar
while layin on some pillows in the trunk of a car
rappers thats plastic targeted in holographic
out the Chevy Caprice blastin drastically,
craft a masterpiece of flashes of heat,
burnin your comfortable computer seat,
make you get up and hit the streets,
where ill literally give you a fuckin beat,
Mydick my dick #1 in your Pokedex
while I drop bars of anthrax like they were Xanax,
bitch you cant escape from this Alcatraz
doctor killing witches after the camaro cameo with three bitches
Bust on the skirt skilt colored so many hats are needed pigs thought we were in the rubber buisness
Hit list all ready nearly every box checked
I prosper without prospects the master with murder pupils from projects
Logic live without regrets the devils offer I refuse to accept
Decepticons deflect the bombs it's a cause for alarm
Like a pack of wolves hunting animals on farm's
All I got my balls and word bond pushing a brand new avalon
An addict for bitches that work at salons they open legs then vagina harmed
Elastic stretched after I'm done she calls recess
Cats breath taekwondo kicking they need crest
I need breasts double d got to be real after every makeout she's billed
Only tip I left was the drill know she has thoughts to kill
Damn I fucked up she was going to pay my phone bill
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Crow’s nest foes ingest protest what they cannot check
I chin check direct you to the hazmat crews
Rapidly response descend end cha end
Pen in penciling stencils
Criminalizing timid optics
Get them dilated like prospects
I doctrine props pin opts in like over drafting fees
Caps gee’s seen through art works wet working
Herbal teas verbal pleases pleasantly exiting
Tempered toxin now I’m back knocking back
Hit e’m with those 1-5-1 in the 3-1-5th
Spit cha with a gift shift gears I’m metal gear solid
So you know I’m not rolling snake eyes
Then I’m revenge on the mind like vengeance
Prime up paint, what cha thought I was going to do….
Picasso a picture without directed in stereo lecture
Get spectated for justice by the specter
Inflamed by how those reign supreme
Inch through the rain to screen ya dreams
Seen you 20/20 yeah my vision can peek
Reach cha plaques and get platitude in a fortress of solitude
Crash through ice coffins in most pits I’m often in
What cha worth dwarf those stars twisted and ham mocked in hambones
I hemlock bottle neck through found logic in skinny models
Driven to completion most confused by my nexus
Whenever I am making an entrance
Speedy deflections from ambush strikes another savage sight
Club hopping rabbits dreaming of a lavish life
Think I'm militant should've seen what my dad was like
Flag pole hard peace minded healing the emotionally scarred
Light the sky like shooting stars the goals to go far
Further than planets known no worry or hurry to make it home
Ain't nothing sweet here no honeycombs mad women weeping alone
The walk is half a life for the throne rule fuck what you have been through
I might sit but the pen move like pit bulls against crews
Sent to abuse without a boose swig I'm drunken dude
React smooth as these stacks pile to pay college fund for my child
Fast paced in this race others timed out mission aborted for know
Banging tables my wages increased not enough to start a label
I write the real with no deals other writers writing fables
Last edited by Mantra; 08-07-2014 at 11:00 AM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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