Every Queen needs to know the godess. When It Came To This Ill SHit Yo My Sister's The Godess Got It? Truth is You desperarte to whack a killer healer. Facts meaN THAT YOU HOES AIN'T IT. rOLL WITH your crew, no hatin' but all them threats that you makin' when I meet you you'd better be ready, because you'll get knocked the fuck out for frontin' too. I'll Beat You with the steel spoon Bap You On The Skull Light Flickin' It. And as I finish it. Creative mercy, DID YOUR CD JUST RELEASE QUEEN?
MC Slick1
Off WE GO to the Future TO See The Proof, The EN=nd result. You like this that and the others make sure you from the right nature, cause demions thieves and liars always made hate kill here.
MC Slick1
Check it out
I leave hearts with less beats, the beast that compressed emcee's
Moved on to achieve a high standard steez so righteously
Vigurously never religiously conducting scientifical chemistry
Mechanical mastery mathematicians recognize the math in me
My queen put to sleep from Venus butterfly sexual technique
Put whomever in the cemetary along with their pet peeves
Knock the hustle hammer spits and greets your knocked knees
A christian, or Muslim not me though iv'e embraced God degree
Tai chi disciplined devoted to a dormant delivery so ugly
Paid in full even the rich wanna mug me
feds bug me i'm camera shy pollution to the sky
a million dollars to a bum pinesol to bacteria scum
My seeds poetical and trained to substain this intellectual revolution
Been kicking since my born day someone since day won
Old earth raised a shogun heavy concepts i'm holding
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Damn this thread is deader than a catfish out the water over 3 minutes
Never lost the flow lust walk in the bank hold-up
break your nostrils if i even see your nose up
Throwing books and hooks crooks we fast food cook
Garbage delivery jooks athletic apes got you shook
enviormental danger processing coal spark the rangers
Power loan pick pussies like flowers every hour stoned
Dis-connect your phone lines ring the alarm armed rhymes
Chop time timing is record breaking the loan star shines
Second emcee to Nas surviving the times
Live and die for section 9 poisonus darts designed
To penetrate the skin venom injected into the bloodstream
you fall asleep to never wake up again dream
Last edited by Mantra; 10-23-2008 at 10:59 AM.
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
3 minutes indeed ,
can't even breathe in it
increase the oxygen coming out of my victims
deranged mc see i brief with it
killin' claimin' the pencil did it
when i read lyrics
leaving lead poisoning as proof
i didn't have to shoot
nah , never will i suit
myself to the comfort of having them see physics
that's me in action
uncomfortable for you but
pardon the art it's just that my experiment hasn't even started
and I'm arguably sharp as the knife in my drawers
and as you can see im rappin'
holdin a magnet to the lines over your head
what , you not catchin the horror?
no question im axin' all bars up
divisive when dicin' everything that wanted me to sort it up
and so its mean , as i remove the hazmat suit and fold the tape
colored yellow is the scene and when i wrote at this bold a pace
you meeting your maker made it easy as the pulsin' of the lines
believe , when it gets difficult for you to rhyme , that's how you'll know your fate
Dealing with mami's from Costa rica that hold the heaters
Roll the reefa i'm getting money like Queen latifha
toking jungle trees hot in the streets like i had jums on me
let's rumble watch how you speak fore the dentist gives you permanent teeth
Hammer in my hands reach handing pillows out to enemies
Can't be intimidated ducked spots raided we made it
From the projects to the house on the hills no deals with hot wheels
Know cats that smile while they kill and laugh feelin no guilt
i'm so built cells killed so my thinking is out of order
And i'm too lazy to run so i'll shoot my way to the border
Calm but if pressed become violent you'll lose half your blood gallon
Styling the best put your bars to test fail in hell you rest
i play games of chess to relieve the stress
and while i rock the mic your rocking a dress
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Well, it's the shady show-stopper who daily hold choppers/
mayn, I make me mo' pasta than a lazy stoned rasta/
I be breakin mo' collarbones than a crazy old mobster/
you'll be facin cold lobsters down in Davy Jones' locker/
concrete Reeboks, cop me three knots in my sloppy weedspot/
cops on rocky treetops, swine tryin to stop me, please stop/
before I release my gray dogs that eat filleted hogs/
y'all better pray hard that we don't expose ya fake god...
Image is everything except the truth.
drop bombs like a muslim in isreal
rhyme like real niggas before the towers fell
fuck an inside job it can't change me
I'm a virgin these niggas can't bang me
I dare a nigga to come and hang me
I play with words like Stain Lee when it gets rainy
piss tangy or tangerae tangerines known to say
I'm acidic like paul giamatti I'm analytic
Been doing this a few seasons like the critic
the ladies lovitz I struck hits
atleast online never question I'm on mine
Like Huey with a be gone sign
living the life of Riley
my niggas signed off on this shit with a smiley
got off yahoo I rock new never rock blue
with gang based intentions
cause ears to bleed with the slightest mention
I make my way into prayers
like an ogre with his layers
the product of the money of these tax payers
thanks for the education still waiting on reperation
got nothing but time I keep a clock in my pocket
I spit on a mic and Pac it
like it was a police
hitting notes like Dela Reese
clog the line to the brain with grease
I'm a blemish on the corporate record something like a boon
I die and come back like ya favorite cartoon
I been an Aqua Teen I was way to wavy
infecting niggas like a ill Rabie
salems lots baby mixed with carrys pussy which is sorta hairy
and you kinda got this child
always been very mild
mowgly was never fucking with the way I styled
I turned the streets into a jungle and made new era combat attire
spitting mad fire like a street nigga in india shit is dire
stakes been higher I keep niggas heads nodding like Quagmire
Got bitches wall to wall like Chris Brown, haters my fist pounds
if i think your'e wired before your'e fired on strip down
in your pockets chips found, i skipped town
In the telly with my queen on her belly getting dicked down
Sick sounds rounds moving soundscans
dodge shots flying from the caravan
I'm the man blasting Ironman
Smuggling booze in the graveyard where they found your fam
grandslams and kneck snaps lyrically clap the best acts
grabbed the yayo while your connects napped
Too live to be caught in a deathtrap
give you deadly dap or catch a vocal mack
Rope you cats my names stamped on the map
wolves running once i expose what i pack
heavy in the game like Shaq ya'll ain't got no scrap like Kobe
Mc's below me levels devil bitches blow me
Showdown show me the money snatcher
Fly whip crasher own you and your masters
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Special Operation stealth force tasker, mix master on the mic
causin natural disasters, effect are clear after/
cries and tears above all heard is my laughter, to me nothing matters
unpredictable patterns, lightning flickers like lanterns, winds churn/
the wildest turn, yearn to learn, why you were placed here,
i palm spalsh your face in half and disappear, its not clear/
who did it at all it appears to be the cause of a fall
if i can crawl i still fight, so you better make sure that you take my life
1st try in a while...
when I go to write rhymes my blood evaporate
eyes red, dreaming, being a killer in a cop chase
always wanted to be the most adored
minds drifting up an down the east coast lost
bugging, got to take this pill to subdue the voices
man, what the fuck, I didn't choose these poisons
now I got to play the hands, all in all the time
this bullshit, I thought the Lord was kind
The, U. NY Knicks. NY Jets. NY Mets. > Ur teams = The Truth
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Trip
High octane ox flame every bird in your gang
Bring soldiers by the herds if i think i heard you saying my name
Retards better borrow a brain i'm dressed to kill in the rain
Fiends catch head cracks asking me for cocaine
You powder puff performer fed informer
Headed to the coroner van after i have you cornered
Special with every slug delivery hit frames vividly
i got it made with your girl as my sex maid and her lips on me
Most spit it sweet but in a beef theyr'e copping pleas
Washed up rappers doing reality shows that shit is weak
you couldn't reach my flow peak if you freestyled 7 days a week
I'm at your door while you looking through the peep hole
Sword in your eye then i jump in the jeep slow
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Yo If Sickas Aids Im Sour Diesel,
Dont Get Lost In Raps Stay On Point Like 1000 Tattoo Needles,
Blunt Smoke Got Me Mania Like The Beatles ,
But This Aint London New Cream New Jerusalem,
Got 2 Get The Toaster 2 B Using Them,
Justice I Am Never The Nigga You See Scram,
Leroy No I Dont Eat Green Eggs And Ham,
Listenin To That Ghostface Daytona 500,
In The Clr 500 Benz 4 Matic,
The Same Color As The Cotton Tail Rabbit,
My Threads Like Elixirs 2 Speds,
C Like Jim Jones I B Ballin,
Kareem Abdul Jabbar Milwaukee Bucks,
Stacked Up Im Lookin Like Prince Abdullah Al- Sharuf,
Just One Who Represent That Wu Tang Shit,
With Out Bitin The Masters Assault And Battery,
When Fuckin With The Blocks Vocabulary,
Right outside.
cockin back on u fairys ready to sprinkle fairy dust from ya head
bustin the lead, aint trustin these fed-ass fuckas i leave em red
thats the colour of the liquid i leave u cock suckas leakin
slayin yall demons plus takin yo bitches just to spray em with semen
never weak in this shit, im that butcher cuttin meat off these tricks-
they receivin a clip, im receivin the lips of they hoes, yeeee on my dick
yall on the nuts of this pussy terminator, unstoppable virgin slayer
head huntin like the predator, inseminate a bitch and never pay her
i shoot nuts down throats and stick guns in faces of those hatin
im no Satan but i leave the souls of my foes vacant with holes im placin-
all up in they chest cavity, it aint nothin but karmic gravity
what goes up must come down thats why i gotta make it rain slugs now
duck down, this aint no Boot Camp, i turn fools into human lamps
light em up with tools thats black from an automatic shootin stance
whos the man in a killin trance makin bitches dance with black uzi's
watchin they click walk out on they ass like a wack movie...
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