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    Quote Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS View Post
    strike lighting find cha verbals
    never mirge in lanes you can't claim/
    my game be top notch always like David Robinson
    I bakc up the point five slammer jammer/
    ram hammer dampening determined to give yall the verbal
    next to rep intecept project cha timex big ben i m on it/
    try being for it stride the line
    barbarian master force behind the forces/
    torturious methods be sections i am representing
    enter cha terms watch this hetalia come to life/
    white out cha lines making minds divisible by five
    move ya bishop watch bars lift up with a mister on the lisp of gifts/
    griffin slit cha wrist n blister skips scabs as babbles'
    get the babel treatment when i pick up a D4 for the win/
    cancel carnivorious hand melt cha chilvary misery
    lance out cha time doubt found cha floats/
    nagasaki rapidly boil toil in trouble off the hook
    u ain't an emcee when I ufc U EMCEES like Jack dempsy/
    mix martial arts...octagon get it on with darts
    get ya head locked twist ya in knot with street smarts
    finish starts and talk what i walk in any park
    hood or d-block i peacock to attract a flock of hearts
    why not i ask alot when it's time to drop
    a real shocka flame on Wacka Flocka when the heat sparks
    natural springs of things i bring to splash the whole scene
    refreshing rain to wash the plain new life sprout from Son beam
    triple team ya dream...me, myself and i terrify thoughts that brought ya to a scream
    Mos spar like Jabbar Game of Death foot to chest like a shot of gasoline...
    "Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)

    "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)

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    Quote Originally Posted by MosHigh View Post
    mix martial arts...octagon get it on with darts
    get ya head locked twist ya in knot with street smarts
    finish starts and talk what i walk in any park
    hood or d-block i peacock to attract a flock of hearts
    why not i ask alot when it's time to drop
    a real shocka flame on Wacka Flocka when the heat sparks
    natural springs of things i bring to splash the whole scene
    refreshing rain to wash the plain new life sprout from Son beam
    triple team ya dream...me, myself and i terrify thoughts that brought ya to a scream
    Mos spar like Jabbar Game of Death foot to chest like a shot of gasoline...
    taken away in volkswagons mastering baiting and switching by solid 4 stem pitching
    swap opitcal drives by hockey stick wives black boarder slime diamond prime ammonia/
    wanna clone me, I doubt cha homie opposite rock smith pocket threes
    jokes on thee worded verbage by the sword chopping down your boards/
    boast cha chokes, saline wish wash fish filete dimes are paid
    chain link fence ink pen down my thoughts with henny on the rocks/
    side swipe transform from man to lyricist in an instance
    drift kits spit whips I flip clips call me L-O-C-S with the logo on my chest/
    caped draps blast bapes bathing in weights of iron mind wired
    fired up from the flames you testing the waters with fire on the boarders/
    know your limit on ice til the fall, driven by the will to rip n raw
    spitting hard since nineteen ninety six flipping scripts
    without any adage to keeping with old baggage/








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    Quote Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS View Post
    taken away in volkswagons mastering baiting and switching by solid 4 stem pitching
    swap opitcal drives by hockey stick wives black boarder slime diamond prime ammonia/
    wanna clone me, I doubt cha homie opposite rock smith pocket threes
    jokes on thee worded verbage by the sword chopping down your boards/
    boast cha chokes, saline wish wash fish filete dimes are paid
    chain link fence ink pen down my thoughts with henny on the rocks/
    side swipe transform from man to lyricist in an instance
    drift kits spit whips I flip clips call me L-O-C-S with the logo on my chest/
    caped draps blast bapes bathing in weights of iron mind wired
    fired up from the flames you testing the waters with fire on the boarders/
    know your limit on ice til the fall, driven by the will to rip n raw
    spitting hard since nineteen ninety six flipping scripts
    without any adage to keeping with old baggage/








    out of the wilderness approaching sudden bliss
    its a stuggle to become humble among the devilish
    upon every wish i challenge those who insist
    on mumbling about rumbling with the Mos abyss
    beyond lo i go below what you think you know
    a pro with the flow abhorrent current electro-magnetic be the glow
    Gun Ho G.I. negro always ready to prove and show my creditials
    rhymes slither across ya moss to emboss just the essentials
    substance abuse to the uncouth who cant handle the truth
    i get loose out sly a mongoose and slaughter alphabets like Papoose...
    "Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)

    "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)

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    Peep the vocab & how I style with it, out the mouth foul with it... the child sining, certifide foul living, fortified 40 cal spiting, hiting the crowd hard with it, spirts get lifted & carried a distance most high, wacth them fall & slide across the floor & die, above the law I ride.. of course I'm raw & live, all sorts of walks of life has tried, but don't intervene or try you know why... end up feeding through intravenous tubes, that means Im the meanest dude to mash out crew & hand out rules for the street to abide by, sit back & watch the drama fly, it's why I puff the la la, I claim the highest post, now I host here, boast the most explosive here, most will fear the toast but sheers will make fingers disappear.. crystal clear.. pistols appear I'm out to take all the gains for the fiscal year, yea the most official here

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    Quote Originally Posted by MosHigh View Post
    out of the wilderness approaching sudden bliss
    its a stuggle to become humble among the devilish
    upon every wish i challenge those who insist
    on mumbling about rumbling with the Mos abyss
    beyond lo i go below what you think you know
    a pro with the flow abhorrent current electro-magnetic be the glow
    Gun Ho G.I. negro always ready to prove and show my creditials
    rhymes slither across ya moss to emboss just the essentials
    substance abuse to the uncouth who cant handle the truth
    i get loose out sly a mongoose and slaughter alphabets like Papoose...

    point cha guards got them admirers by how I bank shots like Stoudimire
    rocking the towers hourly glass fixtures be pictures tainted breaking/
    solidarity fuck clarity I can see through every lines you etching in stone tablets
    parabla magic ethics tested waters waited fades labeled lames crainium blitz
    be hard hits blast zone dynamic magnets get cha static charged/

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    I explode your crainiun wit uranium, titanium guns & hollow head slugs for your armor & thugs, bomb harder with the llama just cause, anaconda death grip, on some next shit flexing like david banner after he greens, deadly skeams leave your leaking on scene, flows is godly, hard body hardly, charge me, I return the static automatically with automatics, systematically put it on you fagets with gramatics, send your team back in back of ambulances, demanding answers for you spreading your wackness like a cancer,my substance is the consumption of everything you loving in this music, that why you sit back daily & try to do this, I'll rip the booth apart & leave it in ruins when I get through with it stupid, I'm young sick & gifted the way I do this it gets your spirits lifted like oh shit! HE killed it!... from the word play to my deliverence styles are limitless these other kid are just gimicks spitting simple lyrics with less skills, I'm just ill, get your chest filled with led to be taken out of your body on a hospital bed or possibly dead, you should just be quite instead, I'm live on this thread fed through the wire I set it on fire.... I said I'm alive & I'm bread to retire you liars & take the title a step higher, I rep fire

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    you can state the stats but you cannot fake the facts
    of the maniacs with axes running at acts
    screaming petrified throwing chains, and hats
    scared to death wondering where he's at
    in the middle of your nightmares nocturnal predator eyes glare
    nothing to define here, no way your mind's spared
    preparations of the body baking before we prepare
    your ending you end up splattered for defending
    your defense yard bodied for hand lending
    the battle days emcee's eaten like grass where cattle graze
    you can run but you can hide from the flames
    i came with abundant scrolls written on hot coals
    too long to measure the length of the flows
    social without security fine dimes luring me
    during make-out time they see my durability
    here's a sample of my entity endless degrees
    because iv'e done the unbelievable to achieve
    the rich are robbed for riches so the poor are relived
    i'm gone to return thicker like deep rooted weeds



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    we rap master mechanics that pack rachets
    leavin brains damaged like batches of bad acid
    stealin from cash baskets, at catholic masses
    soon as they pass it, ima snatch the stacks kid
    thats the last sip, of this liquor elixor
    toxic salt mixture, to stick in your blisters
    skin disfigured, freddy's face in better shape
    shit, you're seen in the ranks, with leatherface
    layin dead for days, brains, on concrete
    entire head caved, 'n mopped off hot streets

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    Quote Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS View Post
    point cha guards got them admirers by how I bank shots like Stoudimire
    rocking the towers hourly glass fixtures be pictures tainted breaking/
    solidarity fuck clarity I can see through every lines you etching in stone tablets
    parabla magic ethics tested waters waited fades labeled lames crainium blitz
    be hard hits blast zone dynamic magnets get cha static charged/
    swing like Maximus...gladiate my status
    Spartacus when i bust cuz God is among us
    flow never rust shine divine and tough like tusk
    impale designs pinpoint jab ya mind into slush
    the Mos sublime child's play how i skip through time
    murder a mime tryin' to mimic the line i intertwine
    double barrel dutch i puff i just can't get enough
    pissin' on clouds reigning on any punk on a come up
    recession proof my flow'll flood the bank and the booth
    stank like a rotten tooth what i spit will burn down ya roof
    the simple minded are blinded they reach but can't find it
    i climbed it...hell, i designed it... it was written like an assignment
    what i'm spitten is aligned wit all that space-time shit
    hidden elements i grind wit and assert my work like consignment...
    "Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)

    "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)

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    lacerate the crust, freeing, demon legions beneath
    out the gate they must feed, sinking teeth inbetween
    the fuckin weak 'n their belief in a dream, thats shattered
    fire singing like a scream from the deepest of caverns
    past the deepest end of seas or the gleam of a lantern
    found the beast with eagle wings and the teeth of a panther
    schemin' evil deeds 'n Kings havin drinks wit'em after
    make my people bleed believe you'll be beaten when captured
    Last edited by ArcherPriest; 04-29-2011 at 11:38 AM.

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    Decomposed compositions reverted from a devils position, cofliction, the opposition, celestial visions,
    My sword collisions awsomelly hitting horns, slaughtering the devils born from dusk till dawn,
    The heavenly scorn spawn Forsaken dreams created by demonist scenes, recipicated by my fathers seed, created a life breed, traveling like a javelin at lightspeed my tribe screams deep with anger & vengeance to awaken the heavens army, beyond me 444 trumpets explode godly themes of revelatinons, bring forth devistation upon kings & devlish men,
    Destory them with a pen when the sorwd couldn't defend

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    spotted target hit flag placed in the soil crew dirty member -ships
    back the unfortunate victims with rusty swords and 30 clips
    race the whips in broad-day america's most wanted informants killed for tips
    My brain cells made phones flip see the rests we own bitch
    women flock the god his temples ripped they moan high-pitched
    players run puzzled wondering where the chrome is
    ya'll in the house tonight but were the owners
    of the property i lock and leave cop radar couldn't clock the speed
    make emcee's food for the red-nose pits i breed
    corner the market with a thousand verses written off a puff of weed
    bone your wife punch your seed if he disrespect the G
    you shack rats that covered my head like a fitted cap
    stone-cold stunner for you chaps for talking back
    why did i do that? that's what he got for talking smack
    smacked with my hand backwards he apologized he's a bitch for that



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    spotted target hit flag placed in the soil crew dirty member -ships
    back the unfortunate victims with rusty swords and 30 clips
    race the whips in broad-day america's most wanted informants killed for tips
    My brain cells made phones flip see the rests we own bitch
    women flock the god his temples ripped they moan high-pitched
    players run puzzled wondering where the chrome is
    ya'll in the house tonight but were the owners
    of the property i lock and leave cop radar couldn't clock the speed
    make emcee's food for the red-nose pits i breed
    corner the market with a thousand verses written off a puff of weed
    bone your wife punch your seed if he disrespect the G
    you shack rats that covered my head like a fitted cap
    stone-cold stunner for you chaps for talking back
    why did i do that? that's what he got for talking smack
    smacked with my hand backwards he apologized he's a bitch for that

    Chrome data plains leaving heads slain by the dockets I raise
    taken days ways back aim jack hacks fast flash freeze past breezes/
    known opts be plots rocks thrown at news reporters thought cha was the author of the torture
    off left dead dread even sled down hills watch me murk them
    demons in the flesh with a demon of their own/
    watch out them majin imagines lavish lens end cha sentence
    pretension enter the eye of a phoenix and watch me rise out the ashes/
    cashe of tools ruling fools goomba trooper slow down your regin
    inside bladed plots be dice when I be raw and uncut/
    timing is everything willingly intrigues the unique
    oblique with ubiquitous speaking optional rocking topics/
    drop prop up math that divided by equations
    sensationalize lies in lines championship lives/
    wives eves of summer while the dumb are hampered by prestige pristine
    extremely use in abuse words I fuse in crews when ever I use a trump card/


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    Default Freestyle to one of my beats

    low-profile..asiatic light bearer/
    surpreme shaman in this armegedon..true Jah fearer/
    rastafari inna heights/
    downpressor man could never put up a fight!!/
    babylon falls..in this world I possess both my words and my balls/
    no last calls we buy the bar out/
    drive off focused into the night/
    mental jewel heist/
    spiritual aura like splashed paint/
    no stain..respects to the grain/
    wu-renegade's whistle suuuuuuu its a gathering/
    clean like soap lathering and baby pampering/
    the chossen few assassins protect the meek/
    2012 - mankinds ascension is in reach/
    Addis Ababa broke bread with the lions and the lambs/
    birds eye view took flight wit a mic in my hand....
    learned from the Rza officially the best/
    15 years old bought my EPS/
    now my shit smash throughout the slums/
    got no time for a crumb unless im feedin it to a strugglin one!!

    here is my beat "Pleasure"That i wrote it to!!!!I tried pasting it but dont work for some reason but here peep - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bSDhQlCc9Ns
    Last edited by Kavi; 05-03-2011 at 04:24 PM.

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    the sky shifts out of focus your hopeless to survive
    all you can do is prey to the most high and cry
    thinking somehow mercy and pity will be shown
    but your name has been called and your headed to the unknown
    all you ever cared about was that stupid music, your face-book, and cell-phone
    you were ignorant know your shaking in your bones
    you acted hard but when beef came you retreated to your room at home
    thinking they'll think i'm a pussy if they see me cry
    right then and there u wanted to die
    know your begging to live to be forgived
    but you can't justify the negative actions you did
    a grown man scared as neglected kids
    you can't start over again and become an infant
    so face whatever death has to give as if you had a choice
    your body slowly shuts down, and you can barely make a voice



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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