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[Mantra]

When i'm pissed off flaming yellow no taming fellow that came in mellow
dropped the shit-talker with a flying elbow bone hard as velcro
to cook pasta isn't the reason i came with shells though
I'll never make it in heaven with this hell-flow
3 bags of dro and skunk hidden in the shell-toes
you snails shown how to get blown out of head-phones
blood flow will lead you to the dead-zone where crows roam
my domes chrome known for over-standing the over-tones
Holmes didn't hit like Larry my hay-makers scary
thanks for the add adversaries get buried
or thrown in the deep blue while i keep my complete cool
it's murder when i creep through on these fags crews
and dummy squads your grand-ma keeping sunny arms
you bunnies bombed on funny farms

[Mantra]

My steez changes like caps clothes in the triumph video
every time the chair spun he awarded for the lyrical
executions ya'll got it backwards like drug laws no contributions
it's ashame bird bitches infants snatched cause they got caught boosting
Some prada it's the god versus the father finale war saga shooting
Losing the race another Uncle Tom president a prime disgrace
blacks mis-lead our leaders only concerned with getting that bloody bread
on the corner these babies dying from cowards igniting hot lead
water couldn't put the fire out of my hot head
unforgettable like a women's birth pain still see you shining like a tucked chain
all these dollars in the fire-proof safe aren't priced for fame

[$inista]

You anit a killa you just clown a lot come around da block, get got ,we keep it hot like summertime grime police watch the crime over video feeds no hi def just hi theft, its why I left the wireless, no texts or GPS, track me later, satellite invader move in the shade, no face up, face recognition will place ya at the scene of the crime then a investigator will come to take ya, interrogate ya,, break ya make ya pray to the universal creator another 48 hours then its peace see you later, you anit a killa you just talk a lot walk the block hot, serve a cop then cop a plea instead of coping out to the one to three, walking bout talking bout you beat the case its been a week since I seen your face some speedy trial , you living really foul that’s why you barley breathing pal, its all good to the heaters come out, snitches running the mouth that’s what weakness about, you anit a killa you just a poison to your community just shoot & flea, go sit & hear the eulogy she only lived to three, just squeezed No aim, caught up in the game trying to make a name just a slave to the devil reign, caught up in your own mental plain you don’t even care you left a child slain, you anit a killa you just a lame no land of lakes, what moves you make, talking tough speech when you anit nothing but butt cheeks, I make ya fuckin ducts leak, cum & queef you pussy living in a land of make believe these street will make you bleed yet you lead the youth to believe you’re a G glorifying this gangster shit is a life to lead, you anit no killa

[Mantra]

they couldn't knot us with rope intergalactic tactic from the poverty pope
hit the water fresh my wrath kept us a float
rag colored black but he isn't folk hard 2 kill killers done deal verbal smoke
agent orange Florence flurescent dope
spoon cooking water bubbling come-back quotes
get high then hibernate on these notes money flying in soulja til the end
family tree traced back to the garden of eden big-up my beams beaming
demeaning cats confused unaware of life's meaning
bag a fifty ghetto fiends fiending
on the first to third kill a herd of herbs
my spices be the nicest the top chef of words
the ali of wordplay the greatest ever heard
up early with the birds dirt-digging 4 worms

he got it 4 cheap pot smoke chief dry out the leafs
a mess to meet probably die in my sleep
don't weep nature freak frank it's beef
we lick off zig-zag sheets my enemies beat
your fashion sense off like rocking a suit with cleats
factory smoke beasts beat a priest murals deep
plurals for you and yours to peep
i'm the chaos in these streets
added illmatic semi-auto magic murder magnet
had it since a minor when onyx made black vagina finder
burn down the diner with a hot one-liner
i'm a two-timer true grinder

[Mantra]

you pay the price like Sean every master in the gallery armed
so many rhyme seeds to fertilize the game i made forum flow farms
text bombs your weaker than my ex arms that were chopped
you get shot in the hip that's why he hopped
you might be big but i'm the shot the fatal thrown head-shot
top the notch lava hot glocks melt skin then flesh
your skin stretched actors call em Affleck
Don't know where Iv'e been got to bounce like bad checks
It's murder science to leave the labs wrecked
you either get the message or the mess devil hater threats
contest the bomber headed to bomb congress

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

You know my M-O, weaponry never detactched out the batch
clap out cha back mastering fast actual facts get crunched like numeric parabells trying to account for my ways taking a page out the Bat book/
mastering scales scam bails wage out fails taking tails of the abyss
next level the devil is in the details sheeps a paul bearer, under taking access/
fast lane drift in to those foes flown by moe's bar watch me overcharge
pwn loan shark i damage cha with skills i rumage through cups of beats
watch the ripping commence in sentences that are too tense to mence fences/
pain cherokee axe handler randomly damaging g's by the b's i see leads like electrodes my flow knows the bounds i mound like mike jacks moonwalker/
stone cold froze pros in cons places taking out cha valhzok wasting diesase
try n appease cheese out cha awards with hells in accords I'm never board/
back slaping hack macking news worthy church durby pwn scurvys get cha nervous G if you ain't paid and weighed it then i ain't taking my cuts/

[Mantra]

Never weary flowing like eyes teary he's eerie like Denis Learey
post-game post-morderm makes the mortals fear me
in the hood hoodie on writing my menace theories
to strike your central nerves my systen sizzles from the herbs
If you lack game refrain or get severely served
in this new-world new-age it's baby blue rage
A permanent coffin vacation is how you'll get laid
niggas selling souls to get a wack record played
i'm the best with blades invest in guage all set to blaze

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

this is sparta dead dart up spark a mark nark you barks slaughter ya house
undouse found cha louse mouse up ya traps beta cap watch me react/
fact jack back in the mack slap up the click clacks mole out cha scoles know my skils built backing out never rapping about cloud cha judgement unplugged from the matrix/
mastering skills pasting bills unscrolling the flows fold up your glow i am the master like bruce lelroy/
see my toys uncoil foil ya plans wide nose bass fast and the furious
think your undoubtly weak as a i speak the words of the bleak fall and those rise taking down you all this is sparta nigga/

[$inista]

Raise the stakes lacerate your fate,
decapitate ya mate & strangulate the take
Letting rounds fly at rapid rates,
escalate the drama I’m a suicide bomber kamikaze
Sayonara, arrivederci.. lord help me¸
so many rounds spent from the belt feed I think the barrows melting…
ooh the kid is so hot.. got the feds monitoring the flow for terrorist plots…
I’m a F-16 doing Aerial drops,
what’s the scenario hops…
I’m a goodfella make you dig your own burial plot,
where you stand you will rot,
decompose while leafy greens I roll potent tokes to blow
stacking heads like totem poles
I though I told you tho, la cosa nostra bro,
bounty on the poster bloke,
I’m dropin shit its nasty kids hold your nose,
check da compulsive mode overdose the flow, woofers explode da lobes
across da globe we roam with chrome that’s claustrophob

[Mantra]

Carnage in loud cars traffic murders
project media burners shuffle em
broiled ya end
unleaded heas gassed by thesis fiery men
fied on sin breakge skin skinning under the bridge undertakers
vail spots shift shadows a drift
fire rest on my fists
aspiration tips bow faced spits
face the facial rips mustard lover wit clips
dirtiest dirt ball insectide spray couldnt fuck with this

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Chart the bardge back on the richer stix
spit quicker flicks in spite of pics i pick up dust and flip/
flies thru the walls with a license to kill, thrill and will
filled find trying times timid minds altered states fabled booms stagged weights chained down debates crowned fakes token twins unplugged by the winds/
clones timed out ticks checking flicks see through the wizard of words
plauged in tanks i heard through the verbs and nouns got the whores by the pound/

[$inista]

Tribu militia cult killas revolt with colts & 30 30 bolt action rifle sniped from a distance my mission of oblivion conquest beoynd threats I'm a monster but still remain unseen like the lockness. My conscious launches obnoxious apocalyptic vissions of progress with nonsense blood spillage amognst the privilege, homes pillage catastrophic images amongst villiages & lost children of fallen cities filthy illiterate manic militants who mimic animals of the wilderness become canibals killing for the sake of living amongst the pestilence, scattered crows feasting on carcasses is da evidence of bloody lullabies & humane demise youth on the rise lord of the flies, all of us die, hollers & cries, omnious skies & crimson rip tides, life & death refelcting in my eyes fighting the sickness inside to survive is nearly impossible I close my eyes & sigh a king has died, long live the king a newborn will rise

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

splice it back bound cha map now i am riveting woth words
awards shows wouldn't even have me say cuz censors be empty razors/
dazed out cha mind dead lines dominate minds psy watch psy ops diamond mops
lined out cha mind you coked up lung coughing dummy dolphins mind warpping/
zones be homes you still can't even dial even if it was an old school rottery phone
can't remember past the touch tone bust the chrome
musket lone clutching pwns/
dusting romes flashing greeks in peaks they ain't even seeing unless
they scoring in lands where those big things tend to play/
get gamed or get shamed in times you ain't even nice
this is how we slay it for the price, give it to me thrice with a bundle of salt and rice, burning down demons you know how i be scheming/

[$inista]

YO Fuck you Forever will I sun you when I come through the shadows overrun you, catch you on the humble, never will I stumble, on the block known as mumbles, on the mic known to crush dudes, flush you! down the toilet you be doo doo, who knew styles upon styles I spew will be Googled, flawless, carnivorous with insidious flows to start a war where I will flourish, kids eat your porridge so you can nourish your whorish countless thoughts of uncalculated loses, ya know I spit it nauseous words contorted into nuclear warships armed with forces that’s both angelic & also morbid, translated through satellites floating out in orbit only to be digitally recorded, officially retarded artist to part with flows that be the hardest

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Blastmatic, automatic it's tragic making you fragile as fabric
ocean spray Waterloo’s in delays frame rates that'll make you deteriorate/
applicate wanna apply trying defrost delay the frying pan effect
watch cha team get ejected before even being connected/
guess who back blacken making macking never slacking shaq back breaking
making iron turn to your kryptonite in-spite in how I write when I am right/
fright night fire fight wired too tight mind right when i'm spiking the ball over the fence
end cha sentence with “can't, no and don't” and I reply “I can't, I won't ever stop”/
cosmic slop shops pocket rocket fire crockets many davey's get no gravey from my navy
we weatherized bastards in dueling no father to my style like austin powers
check the way I tower cowards in minds they can't even fix it
without a decent copy of the matrix to replace it/