I scrutinize screw dimes and soothe minds
Sicker than Kim Jong it's war game time
Life's on lines soon flat hospital bed is where you died eyes rolled back mass murder record broken 58 dead it's Loco vocal absorbed rays sonic sun bathed
lungs collapsed from gun play menace is me drop a degree desert eagle lyrics give yours disabilities cap peeling spree makes gees memories
Heartless to mankind spread bizarre lines buzz raw like bees flying lion of the pack
Move alone pay me back like student loans
Mantra s known like Donnie yen hit the chin
Once again chances to triumph are tragically slim your little like Kim pussy unable to get it in the hole flush that booty flow fight style Kemp mastered so simple
Shot in your dimples left u in a state of limbo
Word to fam
Fan the flames
Put names on chests and in the skies
Nights and days get played
Games get loss and some get won
Some shine
Put it back to the grind
Timing is everything
Back to the mine
Back against the walls
Back to the grind
Put in the work
Paid dues
You know the rules
Get schooled
Fix the food on that table
Quit being picky
I’m sickly comforting on the floor
Ripping it up raw
Hitting the floor
People nowadays age in meth years
While I sit home and drink some beer
Spit flames making flames
Off the pain off the name
Sold never my soul
Digging for gold
The real broke mold
Shake and fold
Get those goals
Shipped and sold
Kicks a flow
Whether I’m rich or I’m poor
Saw the blood guts and glory
Pour out liquor on the floor
Seen my share no stocks no bonds
Penny pinch pawn shit to earn a buck
Had to rent a Dell Alienware made aware
Westinghouse Sony RCA Panasonic
Chess piece teaching feed features
Read in pain and torture
About face lace the place
Made my case
Take my place
I don’t got enough
Nothing lasts forever
Ya know
Me & RZA playin' Tennis with the GZA
until along came RAE who cut the net with his scissors
Then Method Man wanted to get a cheese burger from McDonalds
but he only wanted the beef and not the bun
thats why i always wanted to high five RZA's mum
and a volcano with wheels rolled by
and cuddly elephant Warcloud put his head into a bee's hive
Inspectah Deck was was quite sleep-sleep and wanted to get some ZzZ's
U-god was upset because he fell and bumped his knee
Masta Killer was also quite upset
but then he saw a big big bear with a really small neck
Meth's shopping bags were far too heavy to carry
so he flipped out his wallet and bought a sixty-thousand-pound Ferarri
he started to smile then Warcloud bust a rhyme with his Purple-Monkey-Dishwasher style
Then ten great easter eggs put lemons in the wagon wheel
Eskimos perspire after I drop fierce heat of California wildfires
Doc Gooden flamethrower, vocation is metal furnace operator
Molotov cocktail cobra strikes as combustible as refinery pipes
Lungs exhale dangerous verses like winds to deadly arcs of blazes
Hot embers’ meteor showers, anger turns mercy into gunpowder
The day’s stale air filled with smoky haze, terrain buried by decay
Flames burn uncontained, meteorologists blame it on lack of rain
Solar flares consume large swaths of country like nuclear warfare
Crumbled infrastructures forsake homes, only thing left is ash/bone
Mother Earth tormented, measure of destruction is unprecedented
Bomb site blight, where death toll reaches historically grim heights
MRI images reveal unseen obliteration, Dante’s inferno illustrations
Cadaver dogs explore broiled wreckage, only thing found is carnage
Catastrophic environments, cauterized remnants in burial garments
Lifeless pulses swathe everything within a 10,000 square-mile radius
Ravenous hands caused anarchistic mayhem of front-line wastelands
yeezus get off the van-glorious penis
before i squeeze and bust
Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 10-19-2017 at 06:34 AM.
Vainglorious verses, Tyson animal without the massive purses
I’ll squeeze and bust like Dr. Dennis A. Johnson in Nasty Nurses
Verbal John Holmes porn legend bathin’ in the blood of virgins
Lyrical reprisals as nasty as cervical fluid during menstrual cycles
Articulated sharp darts the size of great white sharks birth marks
Incendiary munitions diction, dialect grievous beyond description
Perilous times impudent rhymes as perverse as Harvey Weinstein
Assaults never sexually only physically, swore loyalty to savagery
Inept rivals will take infinite headshots like they were face models
John Carlos clenched fist indents facial features like brass knuckles
Moses manmade manacles will dislocate Gordon Hayward’s ankle
Limbs padlocked, legs in air boots like NASA spaceflight astronauts
Adversaries in groups get maimed like transgender troops in Beirut
Lacerated lesions from skulls to pubic region, Unit 731 vivisections
Incisions as grisly as postmortem photos of Nicole Brown Simpson
Macabre instincts to slay, I was born thirsty for plasma juice like OJ
Two words off duty no calls my phones off
Official boss doors opened and traffic stops at green lights when I walk across
Nas knows I carried the cross bitches on my balls like golf keep em coming I drop loads
Pop nines open minds like brain surgery
Them no worry me my shooter stays close
Lyrically slang dope my Klan hang foes
Vicious vituperation, infliction of tension till I see friction
Double-barreled pipes, slugs sparks ignite nocturnal nights
Fire blade of Ghost Rider, Terry Nichols with fuse & lighter
Militant fighter with deadly aim of Osama Bin Laden sniper
Shells over Broadway, gun play as rare as Neanderthal DNA
AR-15 spray to become foes undertaker like Mark Calaway
Brain waves shaved, open graves the size of colossal caves
Graphic photogenic, SARS epidemic too sick for EMT medics
Horizon silhouettes exterminated like NY’s skyline after 9/11
Firestorm fragrances, water-borne diseases health hazardous
Diabolical display of doomsday, sinful wicked ways portrayed
Misdeeds galore, character as murderous as city of Baltimore
Penitentiary integrity, apathetic mentality devoid of empathy
Subliminal subconscious, vicious impulses with no condolences
Furious stances, wild savage like Bobby Portis in Bulls’ practices
Beyond depiction carnage of rogue police body-camera footage
Step into the party it’s me Sheep Lord
Got that chaos
Pop minds like pimple
Eat through your mac n cheese
Peace feast reach lames get inched outta the square circle
Plot watch cha back through the trap
Shake fade fakes Lakers drop flames
Had to Kobe it to death
Know I’m a Jordan fan
Off the lane had to Rodman it
So when I poke through the view
Knew the screws in my dome
Was loose
Off the clones get her giving me dome
Probate norman bates
Iron out wakes
Shades come down
Know I’m an imperial sniper
Type writer fire fight
Line up 8 emcees in a line
Watch 7 of them get eaten
Tough titty get beaten
Roast ya like a pig get eaten
Chaotically get ripped apart
Call me a black hole
Because it all goes thru me
Sincerely
TECHWON aka Sheep Lord
Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 11-15-2017 at 06:15 PM.
get laced from the base god
aced from the base god
got swords in the vase
from a lord of chaos
see that I display odds
defy the laws of gravity
magnificently
While Sheepish eats mac & cheese I dine on cats like the Chinese
Jeffrey Dahmer one’s physique, bite thru meat of internal oblique
Body armored opposition is eviscerated by the razor-sharp vision
Insanely demented disposition been off hinges like Tyrese Gibson
Cruelties arouse psyche after I indiscriminately target adversaries
I bought a bump stock solely to unleash fury like Stephen Paddock
Decontrolled slugs size of Manute Bol, abrasions size of manholes
I have short temper of DeMarcus’ cousins, rebellion of Dirty Dozen
Dementia diagnosis augments humanitarian crisis, ruinous stances
Super-max prison yards battle scarred, chaos like after fall of Sinjar
High FPS speed shock ripples reverberations, random assassinations
Burmese python when trigger squeezed, spiteful pirate on high seas
Tsunami waves of slaughter, blood ocean from passengers’ jugulars
Atrocious spectacles of botched executions, rushed lethal injections
Inert vital signs, contorted spines seated in suicide car assembly lines
Cold-hearted crimes of genocide, infinite number of fatalities verified
Chron don it or should I say chronic
My mind is beyond it
Put it on everything
Place ya hands on it
Fam or pharma
My flow be controller holder
Money folder
The eye of the beholder
Know I’m cold rather be frozen
Jack frost
Classic darts causing you fungus and frost
Come off the condensation
Made it in mind
wind shield wipes swipe at night
Got it turning into something
Menstruation vs penetration
Infestation
Know how the next 9 gonna go
Gotta grow
Gotta get mine in four
Flips flows raw
Hit the beat hard
Flips fixers
Give you the peg
Out cha keg
My brewski’s be punched back with cans in the jack
Posted on forums in the past
Had to keep it popping
Like passes for the masses
I’m a dirty bastard
Can’t match this type of chaos
When I display the odds
Put cha cards on the table
Play you out like kane did able
Its all a fable, like cable companies
Another day dazed it's a craze puffing chronic writing chronicles mix the kush and loud like chemicals fuck azelia I'm taking bank from hoes no match like a red tailed hawk versus a crow fuck all your screaming enticing demons enter body's noones on guard
Terrorists give em terrible headshots in the yard older god no gza where I rests is no chiraq but still a lot of murders,burners and crack cliqued up ghetto alpha male leading the pack members gunned down before 21
Twelve raping minors ought to be hung biggest artists slaughtered in front of their daughters Mantra memories mislead in battle
No courtesy shown biggest gun blow out your tone a lot of smoke where I'm known you face defeat like cave did last season it's like burning alive illustrious stride in my glide I know cats robbing for six figures crash dummy niggas
No finessing these shells you'll die young like pappy trying to slap me
Last edited by Mantra; 11-17-2017 at 10:18 AM.
The reaper took the gate from the keeper guard neck snapped on the beat he's an eternal sleeper on the graveyard digging holes hard drop the casket in no charge emcee's are so fraud fraudulent to the odds
It's raw as manure discharge hold a gun like an applause I'm all additude like bitches on menopause saws you can see blinded by reality my doggs pound like snoop shoot troops fanatically fight acrobatically hoes suck me off passionately til I bust off dramatically
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