who got time for reasons when lima beans r squeezin?
lemon rind flavors sprinkled durin duck seazon
heatin em up,
diseases bust when I release the thesis tucked
leavin Pisa's leanin up on crutches
stomach crunches leave me lean and kutt
I'm a fiend for dust
drinkin lean, the nina's tucked
one fifty one, three blunts
duck the swing of the skella-king's nuts
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
its rabbit season, so i pull a trick out my hat
anatomy tax with the axe,leave ya bones detached
my mental's intact to scramble your facts
u fiend 4 dust, u get whacked and sacked
nuthin suss u get jacked 4 ya stash
bring the heat, like striking a match
dumbells make my biceps swell
i feel the burn like i was trapped in hell
to eskimos, ice i sell, towards the government i rebel
the lone soldier doing it for delph
visions of stacking my wealth
Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph
in half, it be the Inspectah Deck on the warpath
First class leavin mics with a cast
Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast - INS
yo, intoxicating lyrical swords i mastered leave u stumbling and plastered
u cant fuk with this art of the bastard, nothing to lose i e-bayed my own casket
test me, ill leave your address a mess, best check your mate like chess
attack all you love and decide your fate like a judge,kill your son to decline the grudge
i dont budge, i bust rap slugs to expose fake thugs doped on drugs, i b-real like mugs
verbal beatdowns are plentiful i kill for cereal.serial killer ink spiller thriller
Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph
in half, it be the Inspectah Deck on the warpath
First class leavin mics with a cast
Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast - INS
Torn from the pages of my life, the pain, the plight
Neverending fights, the anti-crack Timbo on the mic
Despite going through spite, i'm not spiteful
I light whomever on the graveyard shift cycle
Supernatural styles fly from the chamber of the rap rifle
Obstacle conquereor, my tribes trifle
Hit buildings til they surrender the eifel
Wesley Snipe crews, the Blade handled my dues
These dudes dueled with me and re-kindled my fuse
Short from a spark, height landing too short for a drop
On the freeway gunning cops, make em porkchops
Sport props on the set, tech's in the hands of a vet
Mack check, in the Lex vexed, my hexes thrown on my ex
Last edited by Mantra; 01-16-2008 at 12:47 PM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
I got flows that weigh a ton
Like Dr. Dre & Eazy still holding a Gun/
Yall on the run blunted and dusted
I flow never rusty I jux flows like pros get ghosts/
I roast yall like coffee beans over a hot stove
Roam the land like a Highlander forever immortal/
Kill ya whole lyrical cartel my spirit excels swelling ya melon
Get cha slick like nunile grease and say peace when I release the beast/
Ready and waiting to feast, fry ya heads like fish eggs
Emcees blades are broken when the coldest weather is ushered in/
Leave you in strangled hold god broke the mold when he made me
Taking notes makes you quite lazy and unpresentable/
I’m representable like courts and imports that departs and deports
Retort cha flows get cha chill on cuz ya grill will be gone in a Flash/
I’m no Barry Allen I’m more of a Solomon Grundy type of emcee
Lyrically dead to any emotion cooler than any fire burning next too me/
Yall are just a walk disaster looking for a wall to plaster ya plaques on
I don’t need cha game I control mine like PS2 before the PS3 came out/
some bs i threw together
thoughts unraveled rough and tough like gravel
scuffle for trouble producing rhymes on the double
game tactics revealed like a huddle,stepping over u like a puddle,mind thats subtle
and flies like a shuttle; hurdle's through space with light speed pace
smack u in the jaw till u cant taste
your useless like attacking blind men with mace, ill al pacino your face
poka in place, understand my plan i got heart full hand of ace
Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph
in half, it be the Inspectah Deck on the warpath
First class leavin mics with a cast
Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast - INS
finally sprung out the slammer feels good to be home. gonna get hammered like fred flintstone.
U a chamber slave? , naw i think youz a chamber maid.
Probably both the same fuckin thing so whocares what u say.
I stun hard flash on foolz like you in the yard...
Had a bitch just like u washing my drawals while i sat around playin cards...
Ill roast u alive in a birst if u dont resort to suicide first.../
Last cat that tried pullin the wool died so quick he didnt have time to supply a verse....
kid its a curse but fuck u if ima get caught again..../
fuck with me and ill guarantee ill get u back worse than any oxycontin trend.../
Pretend for a moment u was in my shoes.../
G'd up from the feed up livin fast is the destiny I choose.../
when sick rolls up in a fly ass whip.../
You bet yo ass the club tucks their tailz right quick.../
Liftin and readin, fine tuned and intouch with this body.../
500 club and better kid shittin on u foolz like its a hobby.../
A fuckin robbery hey kid who took my candy bar.../
I did u fuckin punk, 5 honeybunz for the nigga who pullz your card.../
I aint something to disregard, glad the fam still got my back tearing this thread apart.../
Get ready cuz in jail a nigga like me aint got nothin better to do than conjure up an endless supply of viscious bars...
Originally Posted by KingShyt
And no one would doubt it or ever deceive it,
666 n Priest back in the waterz for feeding
belivin in preachin to satanic designz on the weekend,grimeiforically speakin
we bash blast and make a extra hole for our pleasing,in your bitches body
so u should prolly step back and watch me,razor sharp bladez skate n touch the frozen flow like in hockey,more tch in my body then blood testz resultz from bob Marley,high as fuck... and u cant plan to be madd at me,
hack saw u in 666 peices and puzzle ure atoms anatomy,
the diffrence betwwen life and death is how stupid u plan to be
damage beats then serve mcz like wack lunch lady expired sandwich meat
hahaha yo get at me fammzzzzzzz time to get nice god
666
"We discourteous creatures, features of repetitive
feaster's,that pray on the opposite optical of logical people"http://www.myspace.com/eversick0666
aint no rapperz where im from but we still raking mad income.../
best believe i had it just as locked on the inside as much as any nigga on the outs son.../
there'z no doubt son i make the best of any bad situation.../
my street education far surpasses any of u catz whether or not u got thru graduation.../
fuck that in school i had more fun especially after my suspension.../
just wait and see sicka than aidz shine more than any othaa at the 10 year reunion.../
i alwayz got em hatin there'z just no other one who packed a gun for so long while keepin it as fly as i done../
with all the money i got im alwayz workin but never at a job just on my tan while fuckin mad bitchez on vacation.../
i know u cant wait tilll las vegas 2010 comes.../
to see the kid G'd up from the feet up gettin baked making sure there'z enuf cake for everyone
not every one of them gems is bling blingin'
some of them diamonds is rough and need cleaning
polish them muthafuckaz up when needed
before they get released on a cut for those fiendin'
for dim jumbos, i do rock shows
have white folks weezin' out they dope nose
roll to 404 and throw some bows
float to the west coast on hunnid spokes and blow dro
go for it, do it big, do it major
do it tell im nuttin' in new york like flavor
cross the bridge visit the up north neighbors
maneuver through vancouver with dat buck 65 bangin'
my gf on the side clangin' claimin'
im too mysterious, wanna see what the business is
i aint doing nathan, you wanted to get serious
now you worry if im in to shit
its a trip aint it? her last dude was a dick
and i really cant blame her
"abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is"
Little Freestyle from Kiev:
Сколько лет прошло, на пошлые пошлины
Дошло потом шопотом словно ножом из ножен
О Боже ,чтоже ето ,шорох шаманит разумом ,
Зумом даже жахнет - ведь орудие уже развито .
А разве за раз зараза зарежит на заре
заржавшево , ржавым смехом однажды ?
Жаждя резво механику, фальши .
Наши года- гадают с гАдами , но ни о чем
и в основном правда все, о том сколько лет прошло.
Огнем мечом вопреки сознанию.
С етого раунда мир пошел по убыванию.Мои старания
против старения не принесли плода,Тем не менее ,
Не зря столько лет прошло девиации
Етот бой -акция ,для моей абстракции
My mind is the canvas words be the paint
The sky is my smoke screen, my pops was a saint
Chrome is my bodyguard, drink liquior when i party hard
every man that's black isn't God
My mic is my rod, notebook is the staff
Wallet full of condoms, atm cards no cash
Broken from the family, thoughts wicked in the rain
I'm numb from feeling pain, ladies call me novacane
Breakfast is monkey brains, dinner fish eyed soup
Raised amongst the pigeons on the project roof
Only friend was the old lady that played a golden flute
Hot days in the lex coupe, watch detectives swoop
My signals boost, adjust thoughts then shoot
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
holla fam... damn its been months yo.. my web acts up so only sumtimes i can get on .. pm me tho homie.. i got new didgets.. u still holdin i down i c tho dog... word
if ya testin me.. ya life expectantcy
is like ya takin ectacy with leprosy
i spit the best of recipe's..ya next to feed?
ya destiny's to rest in peace!
yet you pray for death and death will flee
your time is yet to be.. ur still alive..!
and the rest of your chillin life,
feels like a century.. of misery
under this wicked wizardry
the lizard king.. like morrison
from florida to oregon
i horde em in.. to death camps
like whores under red lamps
these dead tramps.. they fucked n done
like your mother's smokin lungs
emphyismic.. n raising daughters belimic
im their father in Phoenix.. haha heeeee
poppin oxy's.. droppin to floors n coughing
happens much to often..for a fuckin D.A.R.E.
officer to be stoppin.... who fuckin cares?
is there someone aware? of the dangers
thats fuelin anger.. the killer you met
was the coolest stranger..
offered ya booze n paid your.....
tab.... then you left in a cab
caught in the chest witta stab
priest n 6.. we keep it sick
the check for ya tab
these demon kids is back!
check in ya bags... biiittches
I hit demensions with the time in suspension
when i retire devils cut the checks for my pension
The best in eastern philosiphies, my topic beams
Butcher chopping teams, see my bloody seams
Queens downing my loads, getting blown in a rove
Through ya range i drove, live by the g-code
Sea cold, leave foes with tagged toes once the drama unfolds
break ya hands so you can't gun hold
Dissing young hoes, putting cats in chokeholds
When i was broke i broke bones, misery tones
real live poems, unlike the recycled clone spitters
Weight watching niggas i pull out their livers
Make em cry rivers, my pit bit you for being bitter
I'm dirtier than cat litter, the go-getter rap critter
Never been a quitter, always a tight vagina hitter
You bull-shitters go to prison with lifers penetrating ya shitters
Clapping American gangster niggas, i gun cock quicker
To the morgue body shipper, any track murdered by the ripper
Last edited by Mantra; 01-25-2008 at 11:34 AM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
a psychotic mantis performs the secret dances
its mate takes chances when it enhances
naturally, the most viscous will overcome
fighting off the strongest to the most dumb
powerful paragraphs storm through sentences
sinners to saints commit to repentances
verbally, your adjective was out of place
Running hot all over the place
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