tonight the skies are clear and those satellites are out
a diamond in the sky is what im talking about
my chest fucking hurts
asking the devils what they think they life is really worth
the satellites have a function
is it to do destruction by grand design
flare up the side effects of my mind, or make me blind
when i recover from my illness next year
im gonna treat the mental health team like shit you fat shit
Last edited by Big Baby Jesus 666; 10-16-2011 at 02:40 PM.
i tried to keep away bu these rhymes are callin on me
auntie hazel and ed came to visit yesterday and it was ok
but ed was stern when i didnt accept the possibility the voice was my brain
i told him how can a voice put a face on the garden wall
he said well sean the brain is a very advanced piece of kit even though its small
he thinks i dont know how to use my head
nigga i watched timothy leary and activated the 8 circuits of my brain whilst asleep in bed
i love canibus albums where he tries to play catch up
that stupid nigga thinks philosophy is arguing whether its ketchup or catsup
bop ya head to cannibal animal leaving most mammals
sea lions trying to be fish fried wide bass eyed nines get cha pride tucked and nipped in the bud/
leave your flow frodo'd know my flow be cold as a cube of iceberg
get cha glasses burnt right off ya face, cuz i am made of sterner stuff/
solid state cha drives live life divide by half the price
made mice of men, dead hens by entrances made and sentence paid/
amptheather fear the repeated skip to my lew spit cha acid jacket spew
fumigate rhyme sarenaid cascade wolfgang spills black as the oil seas/
bird breeze fuse nerd needs squirt cha gats i leave you raps mapped out like a technocratic would, so if you nice then you should be spliced down the middle like a wire connected to bombs ready to detonate or do i have to re-educate cha dumb asses
in these supreme math knowledge born cipher god classes/
Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 10-18-2011 at 12:49 PM.
Book written in the jungle a confrontation becomes a rumble
when confronted by those who fronted they stay humble
bars in the chamber i bust-off hit the target although i stumbled
don't get bundled for your bundles know the connects calling
your on the cell stalling your trust is broken those cats will have you crawling
begging for dear life while he's clutching a feared knife
one word he uttered un-covered his lack of fight
all he showed was fright screaming running off into the night
misery loves company so i'm fucking her tonight
ex-caliber insight send shots through the wind-pipe
your bound to lose dudes can't even win right
one swipe it's death on this infinite invite
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
my life fucked up so what the fuck drive a truck get stuck u all niced out splash a dick in ur girls mouth and be out drink the guiness stout im roastin ur pigs promotion not toastin to no whack shit so dont ask this freestyle in motion u gets the notion that this guys crazy lazy and pat swazy when i drop lines so intense i flow like the corner street lamps my gun go blamp right in ur face im not playin the mack sprayin bodies layin souls decayin its comin faster parading ur dark city stuck out in pity u just cant get rid of me im here to stay i dont delay when i make the night turn to day i lounge where the dead bodies lay
treated for the ethers, given preachers never a leecher feature me in ya books
watch for the looks, lames are cooking weak sauce fake fraud get bombed/
always a beast unleashed off the meatrack leaving sucker emcees
dusted and roasted like dirt underneath my feet/
trying to compete completely contemplate making it feel completely ominus
rhyme promient conglomerate dominate wrestle your way to the top/
until fly off the top rope, elbow dropping lock picking my submission holds
freaks are a fold, like a weak hand being drawn from the top of a deck just shuffled/
man the satellites are back on another mission
i reckon they flare up my medications side effect symptoms
my chest is tighter than a motherfucker tonight
and it hurt i cant throw bricks or dynamite
last night all i wanted to do was rap on fire
but my chest hurt at the touch of the headphone wire
all tender and i asked la-cinderella to make the pain go away
but she just laughed so its 2 enemies vs me i say
it feels like my stomach is full of acid nigga
and i aint talking lsd or et's motherfucka
i looked at the clock and it called me crazy
7:30 and its dark already, me lazy
but back to the main subject at large
i believe in fate so i dont need a helping hand
but thanks anyway wu-tang
ill even send an xmas present to your-gran
Last edited by Big Baby Jesus 666; 10-19-2011 at 01:59 PM.
Wu corp father fuckers talkin shit they didnt know they got syphilis in their piss they some busters some fake ass hustlers i got dime for their mustard they stupid so primitive everything i say to them they got their mind wrapped round again they play to win they always fail i rise above and i leave them frail like a old saltine cracker stale u might as well not post bail u worthless ass cunts to my freinds in here whats up 2012 comin evan f be whats up so stfu
get cha denied like primo did bieber, fuck ya reciever my flow meat cleaver
rhymes n lines binds and slime dimed wined out by the heat stroke tone loc you poor folks/
jack out cha mega i got arms longer than saw offs by your fore fathers
fathom armed laugh off any threats, dead dial my mechs like battletech/
chapter black trying spirit gun checking lunge lungies get blown
chefing more clones than dr. wiley chefs up knomes/
get cha denied like primo did bieber, fuck ya reciever my flow meat cleaver
rhymes n lines binds and slime dimed wined out by the heat stroke tone loc you poor folks/
jack out cha mega i got arms longer than saw offs by your fore fathers
fathom armed laugh off any threats, dead dial my mechs like battletech/
chapter black trying spirit gun checking lunge lungies get blown
chefing more clones than dr. wiley chefs up knomes/
old school reformed no claws still the cat left you and your comrades torn
to pieces you peaches on a lower level pray to reach this untouchable thesis
you rejects respect this like jesus still in the hood with poor righteous teachers
cold shoulders given to greedy creepers believe this i take it back like beepers
and pro-ked sneakers bringing it to you sleepers
know your caught up like busted cheaters
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
Oh What the fuck ? Its Unbelievable Epic, Faith No MoreOriginally Posted by J.T.S.
Losing My Religion more Rapid than Eye Movement during Inception
Interceptin ill thoughts with precision Planet of the Great mind's risen
Cant stand yall, just begun run around, turn around like Mexican Standoff
Trigger more than happy to blast ya hand off body lift off like hand tossed
Sent off squeeze twisted darts like wet cloth-Reservoir colorful like Dogs
Yall too shitty to fuck with my catalog's too witty like Tarantino dialog
Beheaded like Boarshead Scalp Dem fucking carved out foreheads
Like pumpkins with blades duncan frosted flake off head off shouldas shruggin.....
My state of mind was hate and crime til i was born number nine
undertaker of the fakers ten down 30 more in line
to meet the death angel bust shots at off angles
and still hit the target the noisy ranger strangled
like a peeping tom caught by a martial artist mom
thrown off the third floor the body thump landing set off car alarms
stay strapped because where i live is ghetto Vietnam
you say your lady is loyal then why that bitch blow me every time?
i get all the dollars your just left with pennies, nickels, and dimes
so run that skull cap or get your skull cracked battered design
shots flu through the swine i got big nines and gravel-pit lines
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
bam examps scrimage give you ball chinings living doll
armed a mall skim dripping down minds like tears coming out cha eye balls/
bring brawls to any falls i got legends ending they devering
leave evident mind freverent tentent chevy heave level levees/
major minds can't pin point what makes Sheep Lord tick
spit cha quick flipper dime dipped flown flips in gyms i didn't say shit/
speak off the monotone prone college clones homage slows down
flight flown from tibet to NYC deadly when I see everything/
open glacier wasted time banking phasers
now we're light saber lifting swords chopping boards down to wood chips/
pull a clip watch the reel exposure dome loser
get cha fed off the oxy my moxy be a proxy thats never losing/
fusion sun splash grass flask after the math
divide by the wise shown the guise in minds you can't find/
a story that wasn't told an outkast on the verge of growing old
so fresh and so clean in your area breaking codes
affiliated with the brave n' bold gun-flows unload
bullets re-up reload deport foreigner emcee's like shyne poe
my track record flawless shoes bronzed by the soles
on the lawn getting my grass puff on toke control
pot-heads five for a toke take it or leave it kush smoke
call em iron-lungs cause the God never chokes
not biting Meth i killed Medusa boned her she died stroke of death
you go last like a dying man's breath cut a rapper like boss cuts them checks
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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