yeah Yo Rampage On Stage
be Amazed
unreal Action
while The Pose Of Blades
reaction Propane How The Gases
leak
repent While I Seek Creep Unheard
disturbed
influence Beyond Reach
i Keep The Struggle Alive No One Survive...
yeah Yo Rampage On Stage
be Amazed
unreal Action
while The Pose Of Blades
reaction Propane How The Gases
leak
repent While I Seek Creep Unheard
disturbed
influence Beyond Reach
i Keep The Struggle Alive No One Survive...
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
secretS ora lay the pattern of scripts monuments crack earthquake in irag pitch black forsee the future no more but it exist amoung the mist the potent scenrio the dosage enormous
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
yeah post out of duck hunt for game comes easy dames move slowy reach my mind throughout bagels to slice age the time is now new rage froze the star of flags who do you despise
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
fus is weak let trumpets speak caused
by defeat retreat how most geeks
get slapped characters like its time for better
but it gets worse
unleash the next verse trumpets mutha fucka....
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
CAUGHT CANDLES FLAMED BATTLE ROBES WAVE OFF THE NEXT GRAPPLE LIGHT FUSE FOR
obsorb the consequnce in which documents qoute truth realese to the youth proof of launguage unknown the concept left to raom amoung fools of yester year battlen for hope and disdurbed queers
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
my words cure cancer, inhale them into your lungs
drinken wine and eaten breadcrumbs until my heads numb
you dont want none, back away behind the baricades
before my swat team throws hand grenaids filled with pepper spray
leave u blinded, scarred for life as a daily reminder
finder's keepers, loser's weepers, as i creep up behind ya
and steal away the spotlight, you got butter fingers
ive got bloody fingers from chocken you, left you limber
watch me kick shit, i got steal toe timberlands
if u see me coming u better talk to god and make amends
and say amen, bcuz your about to get baptised
actually its more like the opposite, your about to get chastised
but see i gotta get paid fully... whether its truthfully or untruthfully.
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we On That Same Tip Be Off That Wine Sip Fully Equipt Lyrics 4 Trurmpets Had Potion Of Smoke You Choke Off That Cali Shit Westcoast Bitches
left Wondering Why Signs Come Cause
takeing Style They Dum Actin Like What Makes You Think He Dont See You Angels
provail Exhale Trumpets Blow Corners Styles Amuse Your Mind I Warned Ya...
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
yeah Trumpets Sound Off the Call Of
wild Golden Child orange Glow From Above
saw The Golden Eye
how It Shines
flow From Inside Manefest Claim Territory From Earths Breath
Unleash I Heard Em Speak
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
yo These Darts I Spit Crafted The Message Along Waves That Stay Pure stampede On Lands now Understand
the Story Told The Influential Code Lock And Load Explode Situations Hostile No Matter The Weather Stay Stormy For All Glory
peace Amoung Dumbs That Banish Twist Ways Of Truth
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
and twisted lies, its sick what humans fantasize
agonizing mixtures of scriptures as mental pictures
deep in the subconcious of our mind lie the prophets
all in hopes of having lucky charms and steep profits
not the fear of having small arms and deep pockets
what can stop it, is it mind over matter
but the voices in our head cant block out the chitter chatter
its louder then the real sounds that surround
and drown out that loud mouths that are just bringing u down
but see i gotta get paid fully... whether its truthfully or untruthfully.
battle War The Lord And Force From
energy Within The Soul Lies And Influence Keep It From
a Distance
the Shelter Is Vanish From
the Eyes Of Evil Intent
swords And Heads Of Mockery Winds From Trumpets....
Last edited by 444trumpets; 05-12-2007 at 03:43 AM.
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
editor, preditor, slice u up like im shredder
you cant put holes in me like swiss cheese, naw son im chedder
my baretta sprays with no delays in many different ways
god cant hear u pray, i bet u had better days
hocus pocus, you cant poke this like pillsberry
the dough boy, oh boy, put holes in u cannery's
from january to decemember, kid i remember
the pain and suffering, no bluffen, get dismembered
any contender who wants a piece, put up your dukes
ill beat down you clowns and u know its not a fluke
go grab your flute, mother fuckers we got trumpets
when we blow these horns, you get scorn, dont try to bump it
we got tuba's that shred u apart like baricuda's
and german sheppards that act more like german luhga's
but see i gotta get paid fully... whether its truthfully or untruthfully.
If ya wanna get don stats, listen when i'm droppin darts
When i come thru, i push ya around like shoppin carts
Not the Kellogg shit but yo, i be poppin tarts
Who be scheme'in like coaches man they be robbin arts
Rearrange'in pawns, for my protection
And when its time to "weed out", i "round up" the weapons
Move'in like piegons on eight story buildins
Ready to drop ten pound weights on top of jake
Killin', to stop whoever wanna stop mines
Or even slow it down, these times is swollen now
Bigger bubbles to fill, plus the fam got seed droppers
So if u ain't steppin up, son call me the meat chopper
Yo, niggas "lines" is cheap like off brand zip locks
On concert night these fags brought fans flip flops
I slice the hand holdin the mic, an the cord's still whole
Take the shit home an put it in my dog's meal bowl
Now get on yo feet and hand, keep yo head down
Coperate to the fullest or be that dead clown
The nineteeth bar suceeds true game samples
Of material that make yo shit hot like blue flamed candles
The dealer of hope is selling me lies
Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)
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Im like a mystery FBI wanna put me on probe
cos i cant xplain how i get ma wealth of wordplay flow
dont start struttin' boy cos u still on parole
rmember me dAvinchy i got the metaphore code
dats y u cant get enuff of me u like a lyrical nympho
deep throatin onß lyrics i erect no matter the lingo
so i unleash ma punchlines like a dragon ask sisqo
see ma lines are artistically put together like leonardo's pen drawing
but wat you spit is so sketchy you leave every one yawnin'
these are the words of the undisputed king of metaphor
hittin u like four metal fist leave you crawlin' on fours
u cant hit back cos watya got aint fist but mere purs
so when u r ready i just pick it where i left off
i the meantime i'l be chillin wit a bottle of smearnoff
When i set to rhyme i feel angelic interfrence
so much so ma lines are becomin a point of reference
Y'all be gather round like dis was a holy ghost convention
cos y'all not redeemed from your lyrical hybernation
see, my line are solid like a house on da rock
wit tongue of fire im spittin just like it was penticost
i be da one who be spittin like da piercin' of sword
truly on course,dats y u see i shine so bright like day star
in dis lyrical household i remain a true winner
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