true-free typing......attackin the keyboard on these ^, notice the time spans, let me know what yall think.peace
true-free typing......attackin the keyboard on these ^, notice the time spans, let me know what yall think.peace
the faster the disaster the quicker to everafter/all laughter till dreams shatter/into a millions peices/the body no longer holds the soul/it releases/ceases to be what it was/revolution deep-seeded like it runs thru my blood/ walk with a clenced fist and I'm not the only one/pack a gun to protect from invading police/cause when the door goes off the hinges, I pull a piece that'll make the peace cease and the bullets release/rather die brave/ than to rot in the belly of the beast/that's how it gots to be till the shit really changed/ at the breaking point, the current structure cant remain
killed quicker than malt liquor by an alcoholic's liver/add-on cause the pizza guy delivered/ tip 5 bucks but he left two sense/You'll recognize when the rhymes despense/how often they get killed quick/ brains got teflon aint' shit stick/pez-heads I watch the candy dispences/6 pence, I still be none the richer/I kiss with an itchy trigger finger/mental ammunition worsens the condition/I'm getter hotter than oven mittens/these kittens don't wanna hear a tiger roar/mentals elevated, in the balcony even on the first floor/I soar like Jordan over competition/Rendentions leave you in critical conditions/Repetition of thought like mental constipation/you're back up with no hesitation/I'm the boss that you hand your resignation/Designated parking only for these wicked emcees/Whose degrees got you runnin a fever like a 103/I'm out to kill wackness, stop frontin kiddies, go how and practice/Word is you still piss your mattress, actress/Battles axes to half this/Just like the age you proclaim,one year for every change in your name/That must make you about fifteen/Frontin like ur hard when you soft like whipped-cream/Dream-team the real wu is comin together/Buzzard, we know you not a flock of this feather
unseen and concept takin no nonsence
we promise , this is juss sum writtins not a bomb threat
like nom vets....you cats are shell shocked
while me and unseen spread knowledge like spock
to great minds thinkin alike
strivin to separate the wrong from the right
and dyin to take a snake head nigga to the light
wether we on or we off the mic
we fight.....and tear our way through societys cob webs
watch out for jakes they faster than hog heads on bob sleds
and they quik 2 pull the nine out on cats like us
cause we teachin our peeps from dawn till dusk
"When I die bury me with the LO on...Official to the death for all eternity and so on"Lo Down & Dirty" WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL""MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
God's Concept remain Unseen, masses mind's is brainwashed/ like they've been scrubbed clean/We tag-team suckas from off the top-rope/Straight off the top is why the rhymes so dope/You choke on chicken bones w/ McCauly Culkin home alone/Outta this world, we use rocket ships to phone home/Taxi's be intergalatic spaceships/pass by gimps w/ prostectic hips/ Hit you four times to sink your battleships/Flip green like seasonal pancakes/Bust on Jakes/King hippo's , only deal with heavyweights/ never deviate from the masterplan/buildin up armies and takin out the man/wont quit till we're sittin on bricks in the heart of Amersterdam
the tags been made concepts steps to the right
me and unseen are playin russian roullette with a mic
not a battle or a fight......our rhymes are outta sight
kinda like the serial numer on the side of sattalites
reading our last rights.....like GODS UNSEEN
we aint eric b and rakim but we sum microphone fiends
with dreams
like maybe we'll make it
take advantage of the industry bend it over and rape it
our rhymes are naked....for all to see
to heads are better than one as you can all see
please ...we breezy blowin out the canle wick
now u bout to hear sum CONCEPTS from my boy ERICS lips
"When I die bury me with the LO on...Official to the death for all eternity and so on"Lo Down & Dirty" WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL""MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
We came to dominate and incinerate the youths mindstate/Lil' fags in the game need to get ya mind straight/We annihilate like US bombers over foriegn lands/Rhymes so deadly they considered contraband/Yall coudln't grasp the Concept with oven mits/Shit is hot like a perfect set of tits/C these Cups as we laying 'em down/alcoholic existence w/ a persistence of chronic/ We takin germs out like we was antibiotics/Psycotics we when rip the Mike/Underdog style like the Buster Douglas fight/get it right/we keep it tight like virgin pussy/God's on my side, for real yall don't wanna push me................
yo we takin bodys like a hobby
alien audtopsy done sloppy .. who leaked out the extra copy?
not me......or my man unseen
surgically remove your heart and ya dreams
surean... on a panoramic view
the hill side stranglers comin gunnin at you
the few....that we leave unharmed
are gonna be our slaves that we can crop and and farm
ring the alarm .....but dont start shit
or ya gonna find yaself being sold on the black market
our target.....of makin cream these days
is bein gurilla pimps in the growing slave trade
blades .... we hold to ya throat and make you
fuck n suck us when we want or straight use you as a table
degrate you...till ur broken down with no soul left
then sell you back to ya family for no more than a blank check
"When I die bury me with the LO on...Official to the death for all eternity and so on"Lo Down & Dirty" WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL""MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
I think that's all I got for the night dog, mad bowls, mad beers.nawmean, fuckin tight buildin w/ ya on this one thou 4real.peace
peace homie
"When I die bury me with the LO on...Official to the death for all eternity and so on"Lo Down & Dirty" WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL""MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
snatchin' up minds like crooks to a purse/I murder rookies without spittin a verse
im the worst......throw you a curse from a voodoo nurse
pins and needles in spurts...fuck tha doll
imma rape all yall like ruckers without the ball
straight gureilla force
and you no when i drop it its like an animalistic prostit on all fours
"When I die bury me with the LO on...Official to the death for all eternity and so on"Lo Down & Dirty" WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL""MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
when it comes to skill you no whats up
like im the bomb on fire drivin a brinks truck...thats what up
so shut up or get killed off quik
like a candle wick on sum chemical warfare shit
doin nuttin but promisin kids
imma fill they wigs
wit knowledge that be collegen kids
but not like the lips....thats an abbonashment
yall droppin like flies in asstonishment
"When I die bury me with the LO on...Official to the death for all eternity and so on"Lo Down & Dirty" WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL""MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
outerspace like projected thoughts of astronauts/I'm like the world if hatred was never taught
Ahh! it remains unseen/like marines in the jungle, camoflauged in green
my team hops out, killa ambush/ smoke you out like hindu kush/push buttons startin nuculear war/like Bush, world aint ready for four more/ settle the score with a legion of killas/all substance no filla
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