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    Two identities like Bruce Wayne and peter parker the positive energy sparker
    Command the stage like ghost my toast bust you out your Walker
    Dying like Paul after the furious call u can't win this poetical brawl
    Broke like laws and pussy walls only paper u see the final call
    I stole your celly lock it down like felons in the belly
    Overweight raps break backs spines snap jelly
    You perverted as r. Kelly pissing on minors major one liners
    Better than your sixteens nothing sweet I'm a nightshift grinder
    Black vagina stretcher big booty back shot blessor
    Lord of the rings diamond mine lectures test him lose brain
    Punch em gorilla strength my tribe stressed out but we maxed out the ranks
    On chairs moving chariots see cannibal fire flying flames
    Town lit as well as dames in the morning strength regained
    My verbals in the air gliding like JFK's brains
    I’m the sickest when I rip it
    strip it down like cars, down to just parts
    doing it in harley’s on a Harley making it quite gnarly
    get e’m bad as fuck like Harley quinn
    get’m when I win spit spin flip a sin got that sloth
    coming off goth when I write I’m the hardest
    when I strike it down like Shazam!!!
    Kablam microphone virus be pop-up scams drop e’m like shams clams
    open nuts with bolts my flows are quotas being met on the starting line bust it blind
    Musket minds get dusted crusted eyes lush vibes from big tit chicks
    Spit quips fully equipped to spit nautical nature
    Coming with nomenclature openly debate cha
    Next to rep deadly like vet pet troop ya when I come scoop ya
    Closed casket mostly vast open past 10 pm dead in the den
    Battling pigs on a skewer roasting them like a brewing machine
    Beer off the lean I rip it cleaner than a will smith dream
    Deadshot when I lead riots too hot for prisoners to pirate
    When I torrent beats leaving producers scream, screen
    Asking what the fuck that mean
    Been rapping on networks since ‘01
    Come at me with a ray gun I got my phasers on stun
    set to kill if you don’t pay this bill take with an e-pill I thrill at will

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    [QUOTE=SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS;2556534]I’m the sickest when I rip it
    strip it down like cars, down to just parts
    doing it in harley’s on a Harley making it quite gnarly
    get e’m bad as fuck like Harley quinn
    get’m when I win spit spin flip a sin got that sloth
    coming off goth when I write I’m the hardest
    when I strike it down like Shazam!!!
    Kablam microphone virus be pop-up scams drop e’m like shams clams
    open nuts with bolts my flows are quotas being met on the starting line bust it blind
    Musket minds get dusted crusted eyes lush vibes from big tit chicks
    Spit quips fully equipped to spit nautical nature
    Coming with nomenclature openly debate cha
    Next to rep deadly like vet pet troop ya when I come scoop ya
    Closed casket mostly vast open past 10 pm dead in the den
    Battling pigs on a skewer roasting them like a brewing machine
    Beer off the lean I rip it cleaner than a will smith dream
    Deadshot when I lead riots too hot for prisoners to pirate
    When I torrent beats leaving producers scream, screen
    Asking what the fuck that mean
    Been rapping on networks since ‘01
    Come at me with a ray gun I got my phasers on stun
    set to kill if you don’t pay this bill take with an e-pill I thrill at will[/Q

    I make bread hot killing emcees like headshots you eat your girl out while I make the bedrock
    My muscle hustle you can't knock or hands break walk a mile in my shoes ya feet ache
    Like a Jew I'm a cheapskate reporting live from a police state don't stop spitting nine Millie bars until the beat breaks and mash up your damn face eyes swollen shut your barely holding up I leave a bullet hole while u gave me a papercut stuck on stupidity
    Unable to cope like a junkie without a fix of dope bring niggas to hellfire while I'm in heaven smoking holy smokes you culprits thrown in pits for bringing the bull cause ain't nobody checking for you like a comeback by timbaland and Magoo



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    [QUOTE=Mantra;2557472]
    Quote Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS View Post
    I’m the sickest when I rip it
    strip it down like cars, down to just parts
    doing it in harley’s on a Harley making it quite gnarly
    get e’m bad as fuck like Harley quinn
    get’m when I win spit spin flip a sin got that sloth
    coming off goth when I write I’m the hardest
    when I strike it down like Shazam!!!
    Kablam microphone virus be pop-up scams drop e’m like shams clams
    open nuts with bolts my flows are quotas being met on the starting line bust it blind
    Musket minds get dusted crusted eyes lush vibes from big tit chicks
    Spit quips fully equipped to spit nautical nature
    Coming with nomenclature openly debate cha
    Next to rep deadly like vet pet troop ya when I come scoop ya
    Closed casket mostly vast open past 10 pm dead in the den
    Battling pigs on a skewer roasting them like a brewing machine
    Beer off the lean I rip it cleaner than a will smith dream
    Deadshot when I lead riots too hot for prisoners to pirate
    When I torrent beats leaving producers scream, screen
    Asking what the fuck that mean
    Been rapping on networks since ‘01
    Come at me with a ray gun I got my phasers on stun
    set to kill if you don’t pay this bill take with an e-pill I thrill at will
    I make bread hot killing emcees like headshots you eat your girl out while I make the bedrock
    My muscle hustle you can't knock or hands break walk a mile in my shoes ya feet ache
    Like a Jew I'm a cheapskate reporting live from a police state don't stop spitting nine Millie bars until the beat breaks and mash up your damn face eyes swollen shut your barely holding up I leave a bullet hole while u gave me a papercut stuck on stupidity
    Unable to cope like a junkie without a fix of dope bring niggas to hellfire while I'm in heaven smoking holy smokes you culprits thrown in pits for bringing the bull cause ain't nobody checking for you like a comeback by timbaland and Magoo
    Ashes to the darkest place in my mind might write in the wind
    Spit in the sin, winded by the cigars smoking doped up off the twisted teas
    Spit flames in trees, had to spread like cancer cross the rap scene
    Hang heads like a bat upside down
    Busted crown clutching taken token made broken
    Get repaired I come back striking back HARD
    Long coated clone never that
    I hold nothing back when I begin to flip it down your throat with drano
    Emcees trying to test but they dared the best even
    Chess pieces be my thesis by how I feed this beast
    Roast e’m over stoves heated by molten lava
    Closed off ya cabasa so you can’t think it thru
    Rip through crews few brews sipped
    can you feel the ledge or you gonna lose ya grip
    spit K’s like rod’s in the grey had to lay it lower than the sewer system
    I hunt cha like killer croc’s and lizards crack e’m open like gizzards
    Or fizzle out in the flesh with no firecrackers
    Sold out down the classic leaving rappers looking plastic like bimbos’ do
    Everything fake these days…
    The image, the lyrics and the credits given when your ghost got ghosts
    Who the host when you get roasted on America’s got talent
    Where you can’t even balance beam it like you participating in the Olympics

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    [QUOTE=SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS;2557475]
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    Ashes to the darkest place in my mind might write in the wind
    Spit in the sin, winded by the cigars smoking doped up off the twisted teas
    Spit flames in trees, had to spread like cancer cross the rap scene
    Hang heads like a bat upside down
    Busted crown clutching taken token made broken
    Get repaired I come back striking back HARD
    Long coated clone never that
    I hold nothing back when I begin to flip it down your throat with drano
    Emcees trying to test but they dared the best even
    Chess pieces be my thesis by how I feed this beast
    Roast e’m over stoves heated by molten lava
    Closed off ya cabasa so you can’t think it thru
    Rip through crews few brews sipped
    can you feel the ledge or you gonna lose ya grip
    spit K’s like rod’s in the grey had to lay it lower than the sewer system
    I hunt cha like killer croc’s and lizards crack e’m open like gizzards
    Or fizzle out in the flesh with no firecrackers
    Sold out down the classic leaving rappers looking plastic like bimbos’ do
    Everything fake these days…
    The image, the lyrics and the credits given when your ghost got ghosts
    Who the host when you get roasted on America’s got talent
    Where you can’t even balance beam it like you participating in the Olympics
    My connections conceived of thieves and emcee's overseas towering over these cats in minor leagues for them losses are abundant my philosophy redundant
    In my teens I crashed summits with summer summaries I summarized
    Boom baptised spitting waterproof lines like ras in a soldier disguise
    Killer from the bounty darts are plentiful all four seasons teaching seeds and dimes
    Seasoned rhymes from a vet victoriously repped the carnage wreck
    Mic check cashed bloody soundclash no facial scars mantra masked
    Cooling on the coolers guineas on ice chopsticks for the white rice
    Lyrically trife take a life inherit the soul dangerous over the drumroll
    Rapid fire flow outdo your pistol catch me in Bristol doing martial arts like the crow
    R.I.p. Brandon my jeans Lee test the gee I bust shots riguoursly vigorously
    Walk on seas and oceans black Christ notion earth wind and fire devotion
    Constant commotion in the hood coasting never boasting destruction
    Weed puffing chief always winning indian from the holy pharoah I descend
    Exposure indecent got devils in the precinct kill the cops reaching



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Reaching impeaching with .223 political hitman to be punch every mother fucker I see. Itz the return of the GOD Vanilla Penis I look like a penis when I shave my head throw your bitch in my bed then tell her i dont want the pussy just give me head. Off the rip I rip headz French Montana make u slip on bananas now u ded.

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    Shrap what's up??



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    Hell razah

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    [QUOTE=Mantra;2557476]
    Quote Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS View Post

    My connections conceived of thieves and emcee's overseas towering over these cats in minor leagues for them losses are abundant my philosophy redundant
    In my teens I crashed summits with summer summaries I summarized
    Boom baptised spitting waterproof lines like ras in a soldier disguise
    Killer from the bounty darts are plentiful all four seasons teaching seeds and dimes
    Seasoned rhymes from a vet victoriously repped the carnage wreck
    Mic check cashed bloody soundclash no facial scars mantra masked
    Cooling on the coolers guineas on ice chopsticks for the white rice
    Lyrically trife take a life inherit the soul dangerous over the drumroll
    Rapid fire flow outdo your pistol catch me in Bristol doing martial arts like the crow
    R.I.p. Brandon my jeans Lee test the gee I bust shots riguoursly vigorously
    Walk on seas and oceans black Christ notion earth wind and fire devotion
    Constant commotion in the hood coasting never boasting destruction
    Weed puffing chief always winning indian from the holy pharoah I descend
    Exposure indecent got devils in the precinct kill the cops reaching
    Feed cha magnetic antenna pole
    Bionic typographic by the way I stab the pad
    Been a superhero now I turn villainous
    Had to be killing it since I was eighteen
    Chopping verses versing conversing how I versus verses kip e’m with curses
    Church bell ringing sing blinding sign off the contract
    Bonded like super glue spit spew cool skip scholar activities
    dirt lurching pick pocket besmirching how’s it working out?
    how you word it, make you curd it like noodles in milk
    feel like silk going down ya throat I’m doper than when hope floats
    choke on that heat seek missile whores pop ya pours in you in war
    I conduct shocking moments like thunderstorms

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    [QUOTE=SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS;2557567]
    Quote Originally Posted by Mantra View Post

    Feed cha magnetic antenna pole
    Bionic typographic by the way I stab the pad
    Been a superhero now I turn villainous
    Had to be killing it since I was eighteen
    Chopping verses versing conversing how I versus verses kip e’m with curses
    Church bell ringing sing blinding sign off the contract
    Bonded like super glue spit spew cool skip scholar activities
    dirt lurching pick pocket besmirching how’s it working out?
    how you word it, make you curd it like noodles in milk
    feel like silk going down ya throat I’m doper than when hope floats
    choke on that heat seek missile whores pop ya pours in you in war
    I conduct shocking moments like thunderstorms
    Cosmic to the slop like Murray and red bury the dead cremate wack creations instead
    You dread the judge's hammer banging on your head contents bloody red
    Plus leaking with lead untouchable like c.I.a. assanations we need awakenings
    Too many sleeping weakened by the properganda teachings I'm militant militia trained
    Think tanks are unable to absorb the knowledge embedded in my brain
    So fuck the street fame I keep flame tucked where the jewels lie informants die
    Tired of living a lie spitting for the hobby lost two queens like bobby death beside me
    No escape I'm a walking dead man with Malcolm mannerisms explicit renditions
    I unleash until my frame is fossilized two feet above where the earth cried
    They can call me a failure but they can never say I never tried



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    Scattered in the wind arms and limbs of those who dared to challenge him an unforgivable sin
    The ugly works of art wisdoms see the beauty within they give me them they're tired of niggas acting all trifiling opposition can't wait to rifle him all demands and no mercy the hearse drivers named Percy
    Birds screaming lord have mercy mantra worked me like treadmills running rampant lead spills head kills
    Sick in the head red eyed renegade avenge with blade swinging swords in the circle of hate
    Jakes can't keep up the pace collecting my shells dropped in this ghetto hell no way out unless you excell the days of cells from cancerous acts never going back even when I first started spitting there was no holding back cannon concealed in the slacks snatching money stacks that dealers stashed behind the buildings it's crazy how the air can give away a feeling devils stealing lives like Curry steals balls from players fuck these crooked governor s
    And mayors fucking hood rats dangerous affairs these rappers faker than Beyonces hair
    Drunk in love can't get out the chair soon to die in hopeless despair
    Last edited by Mantra; 08-23-2016 at 06:04 AM.



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    Hell razah

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    Quote Originally Posted by Mantra View Post
    Scattered in the wind arms and limbs of those who dared to challenge him an unforgivable sin
    The ugly works of art wisdoms see the beauty within they give me them they're tired of niggas acting all trifiling opposition can't wait to rifle him all demands and no mercy the hearse drivers named Percy
    Birds screaming lord have mercy mantra worked me like treadmills running rampant lead spills head kills
    Sick in the head red eyed renegade avenge with blade swinging swords in the circle of hate
    Jakes can't keep up the pace collecting my shells dropped in this ghetto hell no way out unless you excell the days of cells from cancerous acts never going back even when I first started spitting there was no holding back cannon concealed in the slacks snatching money stacks that dealers stashed behind the buildings it's crazy how the air can give away a feeling devils stealing lives like Curry steals balls from players fuck these crooked governor s
    And mayors fucking hood rats dangerous affairs these rappers faker than Beyonces hair
    Drunk in love can't get out the chair soon to die in hopeless despair

    Clock it pitch a bitch fix a snitch by bowel movements like they ain't used too it
    leaving it in cruise control watch the whip crash thru walls like KITT turbo boosting
    scared mars with approaches we encroaching on planets
    we got no business being regardless its the “last frontier”
    spit spears I venture off this rock into “No Man's Sky”
    spit flames leave you dead-ed with no stage 2 like you ain't evolve
    skip the croak i'm doper than coke just sniffed
    spit flames with a piff when I wiff I rip minds apart like professor X
    know my lex be pack of becks, chin check dissect images without photo-shop
    use your darts like bad CGI don't wonder why they keep copying you
    get copied off the hook, been booking two toe tapping
    shonen jump polo pop pump diamonds I never dump
    reloaded without blondes I got albums out
    with no shows, I reload and flow with flows on loads when you decode my flows
    you'll get cha mind blown like sessions with Hugo Strange
    go derranded like the joker playing poker while I choke ya for being broker
    I ride a harley every night when I write with quinnzels my pens now smelt
    I acid trip skip the ski lift I just rip down the walls
    come off the rivers running thru it like vaginas
    don't wine and glass it i'm past it with views
    get it skewed like shish kabobon barbie

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    Quote Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS View Post
    Clock it pitch a bitch fix a snitch by bowel movements like they ain't used too it
    leaving it in cruise control watch the whip crash thru walls like KITT turbo boosting
    scared mars with approaches we encroaching on planets
    we got no business being regardless its the “last frontier”
    spit spears I venture off this rock into “No Man's Sky”
    spit flames leave you dead-ed with no stage 2 like you ain't evolve
    skip the croak i'm doper than coke just sniffed
    spit flames with a piff when I wiff I rip minds apart like professor X
    know my lex be pack of becks, chin check dissect images without photo-shop
    use your darts like bad CGI don't wonder why they keep copying you
    get copied off the hook, been booking two toe tapping
    shonen jump polo pop pump diamonds I never dump
    reloaded without blondes I got albums out
    with no shows, I reload and flow with flows on loads when you decode my flows
    you'll get cha mind blown like sessions with Hugo Strange
    go derranded like the joker playing poker while I choke ya for being broker
    I ride a harley every night when I write with quinnzels my pens now smelt
    I acid trip skip the ski lift I just rip down the walls
    come off the rivers running thru it like vaginas
    don't wine and glass it i'm past it with views
    get it skewed like shish kabobon barbie
    Mates get mutilated in multiple cities whirlwind my blend quickly my fists no good for the body like whiskey jewels get ran by robbers from Sudan in a suede colored sedan
    You better side with the FAM or you'll be an on the run troubled man with emergency plan
    Too late to skate wheels broke spat blood from revealed pokes if u reach heaven say hello to my folks and if they ask why I killed you then reply I lied to mantra while still looking in his eyes cries never mattered much I shatter ducks and camps get bucked out their boots for the bucks shield your companion once I'm branding initiation initials with my cannon
    Then move to Camden rocking my new Jersey these mockneck mocking niggas ain't worthy



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    Unworthy fears years of terror and tears henny spilling for dead peers that communicate in dreams flashbacks of conversations that lead to body shaking panic missing those who vanished casket laying closed as well as cases dying race of racists brainwashing their youth I go to war in the booth verbal damage left them finished diminished on the roof we trampled troops with the truth serum and signed the clause on the way out escape route we collided with guards who must die like Romeo gunned through the walls hear the screams in the halls of the ones damaged legs blown but still somehow they crawled



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    I don't dab on a record, I wreck raps call e'm slaps by a pimp of the mic
    you can train e'm on the iron horse or put e'm in the pit of course
    had them battling wookie's when they just looking like snookie
    give e'm a cookie you can get drawn by darwin and classified
    my cooks be brooke wylde's while she's doing dillion harper
    cut cha campus off at the dog farter minds maryter when I holler
    cold cancerous I don't dance with this spit it like a holocaust
    address a boss by not hanging your self of course
    I rock a black mask or a plastic monopoly mask
    so I got these delusions call me a Mr. Robot
    so when I transform I fucks beyond the norm
    never been much for go-bots saw how you robotic-ally spit mumbles
    when you ain't humble from the jungle that created you
    you can get devoured by the mic, making it the kraken
    when i'm rapidly rapping ripping ripply when I riddly scott drops
    probe plots clones get stabbed and slabbed
    striking down these when i'm a monarch I bodliy harm these with an ether f
    rom my mans and them caius iron out cha iris when I eyed it
    you can't apply it when I spy on it dropping it like voltage
    I post up with those free throws like MJ you still got KD coming down the lane
    i'm a bastard with the swordplay leave e'm smoked down the field like OJ
    get e'm off the carts my wheels be the sparks
    had them calling me Vin, Dan or Ben
    so sick I can rent a mind calling it a caravan
    battling plans scraping making mma look fake as the wwe
    so when I script it we can placate iron out cha tetonic plates
    awaken off the bacon had to sea salt them down to acid

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    On the commute leaving commuters mute wildstyles i shoot the cause is common and the weed smoke gives dilated pupils
    My peoples get it popping on steeples native ninjas subtracting the subs no gangbanging thugs money soaked in blood hard living in a hut slaves mixing made uncanny genes flag burning burner packers
    No green bay relation relay racing anticipation
    You artificial as drake with ghostwriters i started fires at spots were niggas was wired a hitman never hired who retired to autozone destroying mechanical clones lone as the ranger closet killer with a coathanger and smoked strangers with full clips it's damage danger



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    Swab these rappers mind with magnets erase they're whole hard disk
    spit without the jada or the kiss, i host you ghostly styles vile with miles on it
    when i possess them mostly roasted in ciphers pretty toasty
    roasting mostly nasty spit through the vacuum of space
    so nicely write down faces wasted outta cases
    roasting these noise maker shake shark
    spaded sparks made these lurks verse versing word worsen speech
    so when they mumble rap I put the dumbbells down
    and come back out the windows, I don't need virus protection
    I'll just disinfect these mumble rappers with more than Windex
    so best chin check when I eat breakfast with al
    got these rappers go kapow shit town at my apex
    cheating these videos games you with more than the konami code
    reload my flows with skill that get penciled in when I excel
    ex-spell when I exercise the symptoms from the game
    show e'm how I take GO!!! and collect 200 dollars
    don't holla too hot I don't need rules when they ain't graduate school
    spit a hoot flip these with an O-K-E p-k-a Operation Kill Everything....

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