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    some fuckin' drunken rap here check it

    the chronic toke makes the vision clear prisms near
    Brandy hit the blood feel the thud from my spear
    atmosphere acid purple rain mixed with beer
    slept under the moon light the gear
    grave brave wrestler pinned by the ears
    dumbo large flying in the air with a charge
    life is fog never to be seen through my queen true
    esteem high the green house effect bribe
    over strife under thunder tribe
    the leaf black a Coltrane track sample
    enemies power driven hocus pocus living
    bitchin' the pen missing writing my religon
    ease up great dane darts the same sparks
    that made marks over parts near arks
    signing off her tittie nipples glow-in the -dark



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    Attach clamps to drafts you nailed down check the measurements
    best now rest home where karate roams with open forms/
    thrown from the deck saw The Sheep deep in sleep
    sheet-rock deep pockets rocket along side it/
    fire fight wired right mind wipe it
    learn the tight ropes when I spoke/
    coming with techniques oblique to be concerned with the unique
    ducking hell from shots that dwell spelling doom with optimal slots/
    plots in wills slots in skills built off brick layers
    sticks, mortars and stones may break your flows
    but my flow is built like Fort Knox you can't box in/
    locked down ram down gore crown thorn pounds
    wrapped around senses penciling sketches when I'm throwing pitches/
    fit cha lynch I inch past the 40 yard line draft mine drop time
    clocks rhymes rewind paths out the cage ageless and shameful/
    drained from the gains I've pained to wage for
    hated lames taken rights from copies now we drop thee/

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    we burn planets mental pilots hovering
    discovering the unknown plot uncovering
    secret voyage your beef is Boris
    hide you where the core is where i store this
    wandering through waters like a walrus
    high for the performance applauds enormous
    he burns from a match strike fire storm
    winds form when he swarms
    july 1979 a lion was born
    over the years his mane grew
    used to run with cane crews
    he stayed true beat wally with a shoe
    peddled the trees money first rule
    gettin' brains in the lame schools
    the same dude the jakes chased
    for the water whipped base
    no emotion in his face
    sentenced to a year in a day
    hit chicken heads and scrambled they egg's
    crime never payed o.g.'s paved the way
    for us to get busy on stage fuck drug plays
    soul sequencing savior the most high in zimbabwae



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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    we burn planets mental pilots hovering
    discovering the unknown plot uncovering
    secret voyage your beef is Boris
    hide you where the core is where i store this
    wandering through waters like a walrus
    high for the performance applauds enormous
    he burns from a match strike fire storm
    winds form when he swarms
    july 1979 a lion was born
    over the years his mane grew
    used to run with cane crews
    he stayed true beat wally with a shoe
    peddled the trees money first rule
    gettin' brains in the lame schools
    the same dude the jakes chased
    for the water whipped base
    no emotion in his face
    sentenced to a year in a day
    hit chicken heads and scrambled they egg's
    crime never payed o.g.'s paved the way
    for us to get busy on stage fuck drug plays
    soul sequencing savior the most high in zimbabwae
    niiice...
    "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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    tap the ground with my handcrafted staff clearing the path
    crack hard hats in half while letting only women and children pass
    blood clots rot in buried plots the stragedy of your majesty
    can't be decoded by a dash or a dot no S.O.S distress killin'
    gilligans in ginger's dress on ya street i rock a wool fleece be the savage beast
    who eats the flesh and any sacrificial artificial intelligence you may possess
    what's left i give to the needy and any homeless no guest or co-host crowds i roast
    while i boast i be High the Mos and never shy with the toast
    salivate and celebrate all praises due to the great
    not only do i feed ya mind but i make ya scrape the plate
    lotto winner the one only pot distributer contributer to the dropout
    of a beginner senior class pass the flask get gassed off what i simmer
    flow from winter to winter dare to enter my cycle that's insightful
    learn how to grow reap what you sow what's stuck beneath the snow
    will resurface once my heat glow summertime find shade for ya lemonade and sip it slow
    while i make it hot put on a show and bubble the spot like a volcano....
    "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
    tap the ground with my handcrafted staff clearing the path
    crack hard hats in half while letting only women and children pass
    blood clots rot in buried plots the stragedy of your majesty
    can't be decoded by a dash or a dot no S.O.S distress killin'
    gilligans in ginger's dress on ya street i rock a wool fleece be the savage beast
    who eats the flesh and any sacrificial artificial intelligence you may possess
    what's left i give to the needy and any homeless no guest or co-host crowds i roast
    while i boast i be High the Mos and never shy with the toast
    salivate and celebrate all praises due to the great
    not only do i feed ya mind but i make ya scrape the plate
    lotto winner the one only pot distributer contributer to the dropout
    of a beginner senior class pass the flask get gassed off what i simmer
    flow from winter to winter dare to enter my cycle that's insightful
    learn how to grow reap what you sow what's stuck beneath the snow
    will resurface once my heat glow summertime find shade for ya lemonade and sip it slow
    while i make it hot put on a show and bubble the spot like a volcano....

    you got some nasty wordplay!



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    losers lose oxygen once it's ox to chin
    a bone chillin' setting do set-up's then settle in
    the knick of time is diminished then
    i count to ten retreat with your men
    or spend the rest of the day on ice that's thin
    never been paper thin every conclusion has a closing
    i rose in strong as heroine niggas hurried in
    before i buried them an addict of abduction
    batter they function a fanatic of bustin'
    lustin' latina dimes with long eye lashes
    and pretty pink lips to make white mustaches
    catch this mustang strong tactic
    step back knowin' your faction lacks
    a track that's action packed
    i stand in spots where the wack couldn't adapt
    without adapters channels come in
    thunder the gun to youngin'
    bounty huntin' before the dutch spinned
    crush limbs leave rappers in limbo nimbo
    blowed by his bimbo a blonde brainless dumbo
    fun flow with a hack knack i crack cats
    max at the location where i practice
    safes where the stack is
    snatch this back this with a crew that crack ribs
    raps rigged the temple grid definitive
    doctrine digged up a thousand years later beneath a bridge
    check the process of thought a commander never shot
    we can rhyme, or pop hits are lethal death to flocks
    subdue his drop have-not blame fault
    i hang hault expect to exhault in the asphault
    chimney smoke st. nick on fore from quotes
    you dire to boast but couldn't understand the notes
    burning the boats smugglin' coke
    gun to his throat jump in the ocean and float
    may-day over ..who documented the dope??



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    something short....

    Averted requiem atrium patronized flows
    get exercise every time I rhyme/
    drop mines down shafts clasp on raft
    think a drift down the river of life/
    deepen seeking leaches wishes they was free as a bird
    drop a turd you ain't got the verbs to mount on these nerds/
    gaming don armor ponder wonder wander
    hit road blocks thinking you locked, stocked and barrel/

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    all pay attention to the humble ready to rumble bodysnatcher
    shark-skin tough can't be torn by rappers
    capable to storm bitches wetter than porn in the frenzy
    i don't give a fuck bout a Beamer, benz, or Bentley
    i'm bringin' may-back priveledged to send em back
    1,000 tracks stored on Dat fuck you copy cats
    matter of fact wig blown where you bone at
    from flow hack demanded to rock every spot on the map
    god on my hat your caps couldn't penetrate
    i devoured your mental state fate



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    abbreviate ya state DOA you're too late
    light years i take to appear right before you awake
    thoughts i ejaculate spurt an Universe life i create
    my heart be the source through each revolution it radiates
    love from up above woman rub-a-dub all in the tub
    fantasize moisturize their thighs up and down their hands glide
    i descend to let my troop swim seamen slide inside
    and for days survive til they inflitrate the hive
    i skydive on the regular just to drop in on all competitors
    up-n-coming new whoever i sever pull all levers
    end your reign forever before it even delevops a drizzle of weather
    ask Heather i used to Hunt-her want her to take me deep under
    keep her head undercover like a god of the greek a fighter and a lover
    no rubber now an immortal is among you strong like Hercule or that Jew
    BronzeFeet describe just part of his physique minds i tweak infinitely seek
    inside the hide of cattle and sheep who babble prayers in they sleep
    tougher then leather with a wool kangol hat i rock to the beat
    H. Rap Brown is how i get down on any block on the street
    pull out the strap to make ya step back give me respect like a Mack
    gangsta shit i can spit or ya girl's self-esteem i can rip and attack
    young g's i rather not have ta smack wit the gat
    or chicks strip their feathers walk around with their heads detached
    within the secular i may interact but only to find those who out their coma i can snap
    Morpheus are you sure you want more of this can you really endure the pureness that exist
    cuz free living is all i'm giving navigate within the system face the wisdom and feel the bliss that's abstract...
    "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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    spotted low where the pot-holes lay social sober days
    spinning up some spinach before i begin to punish prey
    some would say i'm a sensi in the dojo i always stay
    comitted to spreading wisdom, and shredding they papes
    i mean the notebooks they write in lead em a stray
    while ya'll focus on fashion were spittin' to save
    peeps jumping around in houses of pain
    and a fast way to die is gettin' in the drug game
    your snubs lame worst player in the game
    unable to dazzle this emcee trashed you
    and he flexed near his project steps
    bombed his building on some Beruit effects



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    spirted away switch guises advised the lies taken the wise
    awaken broken adversaries detest those I hate/
    debated waited out their wars with monk type patience
    now i'm the darkest knight from the second world/
    twin tower alarm power armed devour beats
    by the gigaton dropping megaton bombs/
    throw the pin instead of the grenade
    past away shank those whom invade/

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    surgical rhymes inflitrate like sleeper cells
    my supreme clientle be clean sweepers even pick up shells
    in the triple stage of darkness most of you dwell
    my might and my height bring fright once the flow fell
    i drop it on any topic pop it like a tart get MB Smart double park the exotic cart
    compact dart when i go green plant trees in spots cops have not yet seen
    lo and lean dro and cream revolve around my whole team
    girls in their college teens scream for the cream when we bust on the scene
    octagon Don global icon found among the elite that speak heaven sent
    to those who are content as evil's resident
    across the 7 continents knowledge is sought with knees bent
    others try to circumvent what i invent but get lost in the horizon event
    comprisin' suspense intense cypher we focus on the future like Mykei Pfiffer
    fist high smoke in eye we fight with fire glowing around the sword's edge
    spit slick like BP you wanna see me deep you must dredge....
    "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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    hide you where the core is where i store this
    wandering through waters like a walrus
    high for the performance applauds enormous

    that shit was nice jts haha damn was feelin those bars

    also this line

    losers lose oxygen once it's ox to chin

    keep doing u jts imma keep peepin stay up keep blessin
    My skills punish, you untill ya grills rubbish, make ya cry like peeled onions More electrifying. Then a eels touch is, got a girl thats real luscious Eat these rappers for real like sealed lunches More bad ass than a navy seals gun is
    More fly then everybody that wields luggage
    Im the beer clutchin career crushin fear nothin fierce one with...sheers cuttin blood spills gushin no need to worry bout the wounds cuz u wont heal from it

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    Thanks man appreciate the love peace..



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
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    Hell razah

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