mad aggressive persona..
lithium diet, reach progressive nirvana
with burning irons brand my message upon ya
and turn the flesh to lasagna..
lookin like someone got left in the sauna
twistin ganja with death as my guest of honor
taking one to the chest for the restin' goners
test my waters, come step 'n ya rep is slaughtered
left dishonored, crack heads like im steffan bonner
bound to fuck up the mind like mollestin daughters
with some hard dick rhymes for the mind to ponder
owned never known ship a shown forcasting
watch me wizardly wave my place staffed out cha case
wasted faces get laced in kits split wigs launch missiles/
bogging down imperfection detected uncheck box out cha lexus
making texas small by how brawl ball out cha whirlwind/
shive kittens sleep down wits making heads ask how and why
driven by how i ride beats and press up gimmicks in line with cha limits/
Originally Posted by ArcherPriest
fiyah!!
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
road to succeed a scholar without deeds still i uphold the lead
tangle with me short story body found in tangled sea weeds
it's still slavery and you don't have the fee to be freed
gun-fire effective to make em run at high speed
those who ducked to survive another day to strive
it's sad dimes sucking dicks to get by sooner or later they get high
or get aids they get right or get played she walked with a switch and a switch-blade
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
minds are props i watergate flood made eights out of sideways skates
breaking backs after facts i knowledge bowl your soul like Kid & Play in Class Act/
rapidly mack jacks pack caps in my blowgun runth over
i sit back and i just laugh no one can defeat me/
unseating chaos isn't a presidency i demonstrate how to mc
asking if you got flow that psychically a break down of your mental faculties trying to figure out what phernology is/
driven wiggin picks out cha figures my top route snipes out cha campers numbskulls
cold crushing dusted off winds sucker emcees get scalped and skinned like the last of the mohicans/
treat cha cymbols like symbolic fallibly inbalence mind arthitect
change cha mind when you can't even connect like kinnect, once i interject/
Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 04-15-2012 at 08:40 PM.
morning mist high-flying missle experiment apply the pressure to the bench
step-off the racing bike on foot facing life racing rights bitch
activeness you nasty mastered drips we plastered cliques
As dawn arrived for my colony to rest and re-energize
next year bullet 4 my valentine validated valid design
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
thought topics wipe-cream piss off i ain't got no dreams, gimme a dollars, gimme cash money, gimme cream, gimme bars with a billion dollars to hold like bill gates i struck gold/
bust hold check, nope, never gonna fold e'm i'm a maverick, i got the touch, you got the habit/
new dawn, son got cold chose a flow most thrown diamond point armed ligth fire fight driven arcs now i am tank bring banks open slang leave heads scratching/
armao ray gun shots pot hole flunked domes blunted trechold
been a mic-checka 1,2 mic repper back in the mind, back to being Techwon, i am never done/
Lyrical props these pips weren't ready to give me props/
So I sought from the highest priest these mcs became my feast/
Rhyme after rhyme I devoured every line till hulk green and lime/
Yes it's my time all dues to the God of War I throw darts on his line/
failed to pick up no one at the end of the tone flesh no my mic is a bone/
burn down the weary telling tales lyrical gods no these tales are fairy/
Knees and prayers chants and omens shovel and picks no all hail marry/
The fire burns no heat was felt only gold chains drowning the bearer underwater souls will melt /
out for the title to be remembered like Michael but to go out with the title/
lights out the glow sparks and ignites rhymers hearts only the Corp will save lyrical arks
Last edited by jahnyjigler; 04-28-2012 at 05:22 AM.
bibilical sriptures encrypted with three 6's
time to call God his number not listed
don get it twisted i bring forth a critical vision
to cast fear and yeild man is the devil's mission
besides the lord i fought to defend the lords FORT..
..............Jahny Jigler
miracles start..
when im concealed in the park, peelin darts
hide in apartments with some steel in the dark
ready to deal with mark..
buy or sell for a life in hell
body covered in lime 'n shale, time'll tell
but til then ima hide my trail..
keeps it clean yo, see thru the peep holes
hide my intentions on the street in geek clothes
how we escape when heat's close..
dont be fool now, creep with ya tool down
we on that double fist shit holdin duel pounds
dumpin on kids at school grounds..
she's the one i sought after attended her yoga classes
enticed by her skin-tights and Armani glasses
took my time to talk with her on walk-by passes
exchanged numbers last summer called her the fastest
line buzy i guess a suburban dime didn't want a dude from the city
at work phone vibrated oh shit she hit me
a small world we live in said she knew my cousin Sidney
i used to be a player but i would give this woman my kidney
on my way to take her out our first night cab driver take this first right
went to see a flick which turned out to be our first fight
both quiet on the ride home before she turned away she apologized
thought she was an angel cause i swear i saw heaven in her eyes
invited me in I'm playing it cool until her hand touched my chin
no use on fighting the feeling i was lured in
with no escape wanted to die with her if the world end
we had crazy chemistry i ended up spending the weekend
Non-stop freaking i had to leave my body was starting to weaken
from all the energy lost finally a love with no cost
we were close until she told me she had to take off
offered a job out of state it's cool shorty no love lost
one day we'll meet again and finish where we started off
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
caine's imported for makin my brain euphoric
gots another kid now but i aint support it
caint afford it, too busy payin on court shit
but fuck it..
cuz his mama's a mangy poor bitch
who's happy with change for more cigs
but back in her day, she gor-geous
she been thru like eight divorces
whateva..
i gives a fuck, this vicious cunt
took a spade to my lifted truck
got her laaaid, i was pissed as fuck
cuz insurance aint fix the scuffs
now im fucked
'n she sayin that this is what
really happenened, fuckin hit 'n run accident
really bitch? i can see where you bashed it in
how the shovel tip slashed my shit
aint no way that a crash did this
she trash the whip
Back slash Chaotically crime spree dime speed flying in lead read me instructions deductions be percussion a laid game be the best laid traps in plans mastering schemes scammed scanned into prints that be bluer than the nude photos all over the internet/
aimed named never forever dead any river like elizabeth taylor
know my eligible baylor I scale walls like jones bring on pros
knowledge bowling solo without a halo hologram solid scam/
balid jam master blaster name often chin check dead wreck
shipwreck big click checks pig pen depths open noses get closed ears/
fear bearded flows open minds I glow, Radioactively mastering skills
built off science appliance reliance on tyrants I lament arms cemented/
chimpanzee rooted in melts minds never felt like Gorilla Grood
darken crack gimme tranquil acts when you get axed I can ask/
who the masked man? sheep lord is back blacker than black, giving you the CB4 act
coming never wack while dip drive inside minds like The Borg, “Resistance is Futile”/
Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 05-01-2012 at 10:01 PM.
Thoughts get provoked, invoke opinionated opposition
leaning in the window with a vision that turned into something major/
bring out your camera and get your pictures captured
every time thoughts are written its a rapture making it too hard to capture/
communicate as I begin to dominate tapes open bars leave most in debate
I never give a rebate to the bars that's amazing, eyebrow raising/
marred more maintaining had to be recouped
now we reduce making us influx, out of bucks,
hit the streets and scrounging for bread/
dotting minds often optioning rhymes inside triangular lines
gimme the apex so I can flex a text in hieroglyphics making it look horrific/
questioning pies divided lives livid arms arsenal part take forces
when those don't wait attempt to fornicate while those take out the masses with an absolute roar that makes them look invincible/
graveyard shining dime a mind, gimme a penny
watch out your not worthy given a gambit can you at least try/
instantly you vey for the tie triplicating whats aforementioned inside what cha detested
never had I been interested in what someone else is doing, i'm a do me regardless/
it's war in the clouds shots fly through crowds of crowded emcee's
in front of the lounge we huddle like the packers i got the dime in the green-bay blouse
she's without her spouse she said my presence has her aroused
swallowed the Stout followed her out to the whip
she made my zipper unzip and proceeded to lick
clothes were ripped she drove to her lab where we abandoned ship
moving along gone were her thongs the make-out was long
then i got dressed ate the salad with french dressing and bread-sticks
the night was dope and know the dime is in bed sick
i made tracks to track down a cat who owed me bread i earned him for an out of state trip
dime calling me Daddy I'm like bitch i ain't Trick everyday i'm hustling like rick
so broke i eat at restaraunts and can't leave tips
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
she's without her spouse she said my presence has her aroused
swallowed the Stout followed her out to the whip
she made my zipper unzip and proceeded to lick
clothes were ripped she drove to her lab where we abandoned ship
moving along gone were her thongs the make-out was long
then i got dressed ate the salad with french dressing and bread-sticks
-dope j, man u on this lady shit lately huh puppy love.. haha its ill tho man reminds me of some ghost shit
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