Aight Niggas Here's My Own Shit

[Maxi Million]

Summer time makes, phony niggas heated/
my bat they eat it, i swing like sosa they end up beated/
but the most real heat, is created in the oven/
so i always visit the kitchen, to cook ribs often/
boilin their veins molten, realize there's no token/
to ride the train to heaven, but for me the gate's broken/
i get a free pass, like Kelis said to NaS, but for now im woken/
the stove leaves their body soakin, with natural juice nigga's heart is open.

[Maxi Million]

Violence is in my mind, like wealthy criminal judges/
the niggas who think first, before subliminal charges/
get down! no body out!, is what they're fearing that happens/
so i come in da court alone criminal-minded/
niggas blood is pumping, im chasin their heart racin/
get close in back of the neck, the wire sumtin amazin/
soon he will be outta breath, his fingers i feel em grazing.

[Maxi Million]

niggas in the streets get the point when im switchin/
from left to right calibers released with precision/
they family lookin at me right when they nigga bitchin, nobody care/
pollution from da barrels is spilled in the air/
the clouds is rainin on em acid rain everywhere/
im killin em out there, fuckers better beware/
and the trident so bring with massive glare, can be compared to feet from a duck/
dats the shit dat will get u fifty plus a buck/
cause antelopes who feen early, get prematuraly bucked/

[MASTER PAI MEI]

I'm so acidic I remove veneer off of teeth,
trying to site me I'll Bovine ya like Beef,
computer geeks leak leaving trails behind like snails,
so I can track'em down like the Croc Hunter I never Fail,
"Aint She A beaut?" I say right before i Cut her!,
mice squeak and rats mutter from the depths of the gutters,
My iris captures visions like a camera with an open shutter,
This kodak moment is like no other,
I blend microbes together to form complex life,
and storm like dark rain clouds lifting mentals like kites!


PEACE Maxi

[Maxi Million]

^^damn son, again with the scientific shit, u skilled nigga!!

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"I blend microbes together to form complex life," FUCK!!! lol

[stayshigh]

Fatal tatics,
you can never obtain perfection without practice,
fantastic, deadly blows that strike like praying mantis,
in the presence of my team the oppositon runs and panics,
in terms of scale you miniscule, we gigantic,
i compose murdeous flows that steadily grows, traples foes, inspires prose, and slays all those who dare to oppose, with medieval slings and arrows,
that always hit the mark.....

got to go I'll post the rest later

Peace

[Maxi Million]

Fatal tatics,
you can never obtain perfection without practice,
fantastic, deadly blows that strike like praying mantis,
in the presence of my team the oppositon runs and panics,
in terms of scale you miniscule, we gigantic,
i compose murdeous flows that steadily grows, traples foes, inspires prose, and slays all those who dare to oppose, with medieval slings and arrows,
that always hit the mark.....

got to go I'll post the rest later

Peace

ayo nice shit.

[MASTER PAI MEI]

hit the mark from the start my aim is always on top,
focus on more than jusat merely melting in the pot,
of life I'm a conductor convecting powerful might,
I'm a tesla coil with 100,000 amped lightening strikes,
I turn negatives to positives with one mighty swipe,
like a Visa or Mastercard you will get charged,
like a chinmey or smoke stake you will get charred!!
my bars are like Kit Kats sweet tooth's eat'em up,
But what I spit leaves you flat like a tire that fucked up!!

[100pr00f]

i hit it wit a sick venom to end em
spit skills deadly split hills empty at full momentum
shaolin fist bend em like junk
eyes quik with daseption hit em off ballence like a drunken monk
wreck waves when flowing i crash like rocks in ya path growing off it
rebiuld full mountens glow like thousends of men walking
the battle is on so blow ur horn ..the kid invincable born
cattle get torn a god at berth wrapped in thorns
the style of shaolin piles in his pores ur head he offs it
in the vallys field his is the last sword that draws a hit

[Maxi Million]

I'll make you gone like wind, my mind is grim/
you can bring ya whole army, still my guns will win/
I read your thoughts like a psychic, from beginging to end/
your mind is screaming out "please help", fake thug dont pretend/
niggas become sporty, so they doin that track/
but not fast enough, i got medals they lack/
i watch em get tired, thats the heart of a quita, and i aint goin after him eitha/
cuz i dont chase cheetas, i snipe em with my heata/

[Maxi Million]

nice shit 100pr00f, and bigben you already know ur shit is fyia.

[100pr00f]

u got some skill too son keep practicing and the flow will come natruly