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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873089 -

Drink One Fifty One
Turn some long
Waters overdone
Until the scorch come
As War was
A from the Steel
One rap
As Gun
Caps come as Sun
As the tracks run
I stack
Bread in the head
Relax
Numb up
With once I Sun
I come up
With One
I get the Drum Liquid
Hum
Back and kick it
Save your self a space
To Lick With
Without a trace
Distant
Caps I Flame
Lift it
Back in the name
Rap isn’t the same
As I quick flip
Guns I run with
Through the brews
As crews Drink Flip
All the hit with 
The sound as round
One Pound
I’m fully down Auto
Lounge
I thought so

Was the glow as float
Law low as mo’
Know the whole as tight to
Caught in the Lock
Bent up
Stop the head Trip
Intend to 
Bent
Into the end
Spend it
Rent out
I sent out
A Chi as Red
Dead
In the thug as fed

The Drug as
One wax off
The boss as Set
Raw
As meds
I follow up
The wall up
So hollow ring the call slow
What’s Ball
Grow in the flow

Weed heads
Get Trees Rolled
And blow the Spot
Until they caught one
Off a raw bust it
Talk Suns
And Guns and
Flags on the run and
Drugs and
Thugs then
I rub when

I double in the club as tug at
The hard bat
As slug a fat
Rub up in
The tucked weapon
Struck
Cash a buck
Bent stash
Offa flash as what’s up then?
I mash and duck ten
Splash
Reheat a thug up the Street
As One Beat
I rub a sweet thing
In the heat ring
As bust a Weed Wing
Ganja sing of
The ring as rub
In the club hit
Done get it thug
As a Bud Head
I write it sum
Dead
Up in the spectrum
Cash
As one back
What’s up when I stuck you
Cash
As buck through
Mass
As they struck too
As cast
As the past
As laugh
As done as the Dragon was up in they thug
As Bagmen
I tag then
Relapse
Straight Guns
Caps
Up in the blood
As ones
Cycle in the slums
As tons of
I run it
Drugs and Guns


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/17/25 04:05 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873091 -

What’s Weed?
Tense
As I bent
Up the Street
As one greet
One meet
Up in the done keep
They straight up in
Cash that
Back up the Dragon
Tucks in
Something
What I stuck as ring
The Gun
In a dream
All on the team a title
Fuck them
I write as buck
Bent
Off the cent
As duck
You intense
As cut bench
Manifest blessed
In the Benz Stretch
As one flex then
I text
As write a etch a sketch
As rest
Into the step
As left
As brew as death
What crew got the
Dead
Into the best move
Was two to the head
And groove
I move
Cash and back and I tune
Into
The been through
As wind blew
All then
As I struck as what’s up
Sent
Into the Street Exit
Back and Sex Trip
My medicine flipped Guns
As I Set it then

Thugs
Up in bled
Rub
The dubs out
This Ganja
Runs down
One round
Take it to town
In the club
Bound
By the lounge As I Set
As one wet
Up in the thug as rep
Bludgeoned to death

Water
Flashback Relapse
All I see is Psychedelic
In the Dream
One credit max and it’s Angelic
See that through
And gel it
Make it a relic
Back and sell it
Magic
Bell rung
Hell hung as tell it
Max
Stung as back form
The melt Trip

I Bell
Rip the tell told
Sales for the fell fold
One rail
Up in bail out
All over the jail route
As I tell about
Straight
One hell
One swell up
I fell
Through the cracks
As backs broke
Who’s on the map
As strap as One 
Gun
As a sack from I back from
My max
As rung
As in the back strung
We Lung
Take it in
Break it
Make it
Made
Techs hit
The break back and Set Trip
Make it in the lab
As Dab
As One over the flag
As Guns we rang
As sand as hang
Drank
The language as I sank or swim
To begin
My thoughts flow from within
I thought so
I bought
Blow up the Spot


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/17/25 09:24 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873093 -

People are afraid of Smoking Crack
Touch the Psychedelic
Come back
Back on the song
As stack
A Bullet Black up in the chamber
One long
Up in danger
Flip the pages
Stages
Of the amazing magic
Blazing
Cast that back as Gray Alien
Pages in
I flip the Pages
Trip
The flavors of the lick once as
Grab the Bust Back
And touch it
In the lab
I crush it
Come back
Rush it
Grab the stab up
Magazine
Dream of the fabricate
The Steam flows the cream blows
The shot
The Lock off the Block
And around I walk
As Hawk
Deadly
Thoughts I steadily
Climb into the mind
As I readily defined
I medley
Of the straight mind
I bust it time and time
Again
In the Lens through it drew the bent
As blue up in the spectrum
Select them
Max and step in
To the drop
Like Good Mexican Pot
I tell a lot of
The stop and soul Mopped
The floor as core
Get shot
Over War
That’s pure

Chinese
My thoughts are streaming live
Tai Chi
Caught up in
Lost the drop
As function in the Lock
I touch once as
I run the Herbs over the Suns
To merge
One Psychedelic
I studied the Chinese Method
Of Getting High
Herbal Signs
With Well Water
Tap
As rap the Water
Drank

The hang back
Make it an Ephedra
Sank
Into the Dragon
Hang
As once as they sang
I front
For the slang as War cause
As I Pour dubs
Off the floor
On tour
Wax as pure Nugs
Of Ganja
That’s not Chinese
I bomb on
Look degrees
Up in Trees
Talk Suns
As Lock the Keys in
I stop and freeze
Bent
Up in the Dragon sent
As flag wave

Bent
As the Streets sent
This sheet off the bleed
Blaze
In the Sun Rays for days
I can Trip out the Maze
As run a Haze
Phase
Of the Grays
As stay with blades
Chase
The place in the Laced
Put the taste out
I make out
In the Blaze
I take out
Strays
Guns we Graze Bullets back in craze
One flavor makes your
Take your chase

Up in the structure
Puncture Wounds
As coming soon
To tuck in Groove
We Move


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/17/25 10:09 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873094 -

China is Chill
In America
We have the fights going on
Knocking fools long into the I groove I move
Split the Groove
I knocked this fool out
For Gang Banging
I was slanging Crack
Hanging
In the back
Flag Waving
Blazing
Space
In the race to Trip
Once over
Rip the Guns
Roller
Sick that
I flip back
Into the made
Bullets sprayed up in
Chinese tuck these
As Buck
Once as
The Chinese Lab
Fluctuates
Grab
The Bullets
Struck you
Late!
As tuck through
I Bust a Move
As stick
Flew into the room
I Trip
One America
Drips Psychedelic
Rich
Up in the Guns we elevate
On Funds
We celebrate
One Lick
Chinese late
In the fave
Slave as once Cave in
The made men of the system
Of blends
Render ends
Off the spent
As rent
Bent up
My major flavor
Went
For the grave
As One Cent
I sprayed this fool up

Guns
We 6 in
Light it sticks
Kick it in the Lift when
I bust it
Backtrack
One rap up the cap
Until the map
Dust
As flush as
One love
I bite it must have
A rush as must grab
The have
The run up stab
A Bullet in the lab
I fully
Auto with the flow
I thought so
I Lock it stock
Blow up the spot
Glow
Into the flow
I a lot of the hold
As rolled
Over Gold as sold that
Fold
Up
Bat in a hat with a cat
And server magic
Burned
What you have it
Grab it stab up
Ran through the tuck
And man up
I cash a Grand Sun
As brand one
I light a hand
Ton
In the lab
As dusted bag
I crushed it
Flag down
With the rag
Found in the underground
I smoke a Pound of
Ganja
Now and then I’m on one
As shotgun rolled Sun
I shot one up in
Cash
That’s buck
Bent off the ash
That’s crushed


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/18/25 05:22 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873098 -

I need about Ten Pounds
Of Cannabis
It grew from the ground
Up to the sky
Just like it gets me High
When I buy a sack
I write it right back
Until contact high
You mind
I spot in signed

The Guns come from the Meth
That’s a Drug
I burn to death when I slug
I bet I smoke a Bud up again
And then

I turn it sped up in
The Buds
I write what’s up when I cut
Then off
I Set the boss as lead across
They grow awesome in the cross between

The Indica and Sativa
I love a kind I free I find
They need theirs too

So screw into and through the Earth
The birth
I light it thirst
For the works as first
I light a burst of
The Cannabis work shirt
I turn a burn up the Buds into
Run
The Sun as run as first

I Light one
Weighs a ton on my mind as run
From behind I got the Gun
I hate Guns
Man!
I want to toss a Gun and never get one up in again
That’s on word as nuts run
I strum some off
The cross up the raw as call
All I Ball
I light one
Call you up
Crawl up the Wall
As Crush One Bud Up
Into the flush the suction
What’s been up when I touch some?
I write so what’s up then?
Smoke a Bud for a friend
Smoking Buds for the rub
As a dub
I light a plug up in for Pounds
I smoke one down

I bought a lot of Water
I taught a
Close as flow as off this
Cross that
Up in the Dragon
Toss that
Gun in the River thanks then
I ran it sank
Ten
Off the edge as the ledge as I rank
Bend
Off the head
I turn it Red
Sunk as
One chunk up in the dunk once as plug the Buds
Cannabis
Rubs me off as cross
Up a lot
I roll some Pot
I get shot at
A lot
I roll and plot once as front for everyone to smoke a blunt
Then I cold as
Run the old class
Hashish
Cast as laugh as run brief up in the lamp
As Freeze
One over degrees
Of cheese
Run this breeze once as
I grab a Sun Stab up in run the wagon down one
Lane as my brain lights
I’m still in flight
Remain tight
As the skill in
One ill
I pop one as I chill and I stop with the skill
As I Lock
Around the Block
I light this Hawk
Smoke Pot and drop
The cop Sun up in the shop runs
And from this I got a Sun and twist one up in
The run the Strip
Sun over clip as I rush Sum
Up the Trip
With Cannabis


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/18/25 11:12 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873100 -

A lot of Politicians
Used the Ephedra
It makes them confused about Drugs
Especially if they’ve never tried the Buds
The Buds are Love
I Love
I write it to light a type with the mix bright
On sight
Cultivate
The Dragon
One ripe Bud as
I run it a ton down as One Round Licked up in the Bloodhound
I seen a thug around
Trip the ground they Walk On
Hawk’s been up to plot

To stop the Gun off shot
Once I Run the Spot
One roll off
One cold off
I sight as soul lost
One Tripped the Gold
Lost
One crossed up in
The Raw as Gun
The Dragon Law
As one tag in
Rang the Gong
As One Dragon song
One flag and I’m gone
I write a rag
Busted as staggering run of the ton of
We Grow
As light show Love
I light a Bud and some as such as
One had
That
Up in the Hat for Magic
I light as have it
Guns we Dragon
In the bag
I got a sack of
The Rap Love
As I smash a rub a dove up in the Trip
As I hug a thug who drip blood
When they RIP

A Gun in my Ice Bong
I found a Gun in my Ice Bong
I was taking Bong Rips of some Solid
Lit the light up
Ball it
Ones they call it Ice like tall can
So my Buds ran
I take a Trip and
Run it right up the Middle the Buds and Smoke a Little More
As Pour
With the flip the War
In the scribble
Core as fiddle
With the riddle
Psycho in smoke as a hit will
Run it then broke
Folks
Up to take tokes off the Bong Hits
Run it strong
Clip the Guns along the way
They sway in the breeze as the earn a Day’s Pay
Up in the Craze
One Gun blaze off
I lit Sun Rays off
Lit the cost as
One lost
Trip the Boss
Double Triple Cross up in
Lost when
I stumble upon the Wagon Guns tossed
Up in the Dragon
One flag wave
Brave
As Guns they play tag and
I sight a rag
As up in the Gang and I Hang
While they Bang
Must have been the flip as Gun Trip
One cycle
One Bong Rip
I’m just like true as crew in the run the flew over slip
The clip in the Gun
Over funds for runs
I made tons of Buds grow for flow


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/18/25 01:57 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873102 -

Everyone I know
Might need some Herbs
As turn of the Season for Spice
As earned one
Vacation
Past the class as Sun as Solar Radiation
I heard the Gun Flash
Turned it past
The roll right past as plastic
Gun
Pass the Bud
Smoke a Kind Nug
Of the righteous
My pipe might just
Light my mind up
As dice rolled
Mics done
Rubbed up the slice
As I roll and drink some Clove Water
Ginseng on my arm as I farm

I busted one back
Run it track
The sold a fat sack of the legal
When I turn Heat
Bell
Up into the Sell an Herb as burned
Up the spot as shot
All I roll and rock
I sold Pot
Magic Grass
Magic Dragon
The Gun Fasts
And I roll right past
The Gun Blast
One Soul back in Cash
As a Gun max
Up in the wax as Walk
As Guns talk
I’ve seen so many Gunshots
I roll up some Pot
And get it not
Caught up in
I soften as raw as caution
I light it cross when

I Double the Dragon in the Set

Real Cane
I’m a known Cane user
Plug the juice with the Cane and roll up
Loose
I’m insane the way I spit the who is what’s name as I claim?
I aim
Up in the Spot to Lock Down
I Trip the drop down
Into the lounge with a Pound or a Kilo
I freeze
Throw up the Breeze and blow
Ski slow
And feel old
Cause I rolled as once as the dub has it Drugs fad
I run against the club as a hub of Cane use
Roots
I got the shoot for it core
Win the War as I tore up
Score some Cane
More on the way on the plane
From the CIA
I same as the game they tie up as mind supplied drugs
As light as thugs flight
I light up Buds
Ganja
Rolled with Cane so I explain I hold name
I cold as Rolled Soul up
I fold the duck you then I fuck two up
In the same One Lane
I Trip the Gun
Frame up
I came up
Let me explain!
I smoke Cocaine Crack Rock
Cane
Froze shock
As I roll up hot on the Spot


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/18/25 06:41 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873108 -

Meth in the Coat Pocket
Step
Into the Once as the Drug I had on me
I gone into the Speed Dream
One fiend
As one team
As One Drug Scene
Murder over the beams
As turn a Spot
Up and pull the hot heat on the Street
To a Ganja Beat
I Roll Freak
The Spot as one shot up
Key up in the Lock for some Product
I Locked Up
Around the Block as I walk with the Sawed Off
Shotgun
I roll up Pot Son
Trip the Shrooms as Custom
Chill and dust one up
I run up ran with the plan
As murder over understand the burner
For the spot I turn into a Pot Spot
I lace a J with Meth at the shop
At the pay Less for the shot up
On my box up
Rip the Rocks cause of Cane
As sold a Roller
For the Pain
That’s One Lane shut down
Throw down aim
Up in the blow down
Roll down
The Window
We White Cloud
Pump it Loud
Cruising down the Block causing Shock
With the Glock
As I roll the Streets Caught
Bowling
Soul Wing on the whole thing shot as Roll King of Product
Sawed Off Shotgun

I messed up tons of kids with my supply
I ran dry
Until the night
Time as I pull a nine
One Nine
Flip it 
Guns they rhyme with the Sum as
One rung has the graphic
Automatic
Plastic
With that ass kicked
Rolled over trash basket
Plummet in the casket down six feet
Creep on weep
A sleep makes me steep like tea
Until I G
Lock up the Block
On some Skis
Don’t knock
The bean pole over
Rip a Soldier
Flash as one as cash in the last asscrack
Serve a fiend past that
I run it Dragon
Cast as
I sum of the run as hangmen
In the hang ten
Bent
Up in the invent
A Cent
For meant
To score some pure Coca
I rock it up and broke up the shop
As I score
I got it in my sock
The cure


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/18/25 09:47 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873109 -

I need to Blaze
Sum up
I’m a Gray Alien
Gather the Threads that form on the come up
Into the peak
As I Sun shine I seek
The from it
A rest as One Time
I release stress 
As I’m Sun Blind
I flip it
Run the mind
As one Island
Silent
Cash as violent
As the rhyme went
I bend up
End up
Trace as Lace as sent then
Into the Bent
Psilocybin
I love the vibe and I run the Sum for Guns and Knives
Drum
Up the come as
One rap flash Drugs Cash and I got the passkey
I light it snatch G
Up in the P
As the C comes from the Weed
As I feed the thugs
As One Love
Before I 18
I was a rub
As dub as 
One had the Sun as
I run Grass
Fantastic
In the Plastic
WIth the Latch Lift

All I trust
Is my Water
I turn as touch
The Pot Herb Rush
Comes from the
Run the Guns up in the lungs with the Ganja Herb
Birds
Inhale
Bail out on the Guns as I sail I rail hit fail kill switch
I light it mix up in a tight fix I stick up
The place at Gunpoint
It’s the joint
As I Set as One Coin
Up in the Boys to men toys
As one ends
I avoid

Thoughts of unemployed rock the void with the X
As stock as wreck into the sector effect
I Mex as Magic
Ganja Plant
I ran
WIth the span as One Rang in the Guns we hang with the Trip
I brought a Grip of Cash
As suffer as Fast as
One last up in the Dragon Wingspan
And I sang
Thing up in the swing
As tight King
I run up the ding
As One clean
Up on the scene

My Gun turns Green
As one White Sheet as peak
Into the Street to heat
One run as freak as black sheep

One I write as right on the song as a Bong Hit
I strike it
Mic up the pipes
To Gun as Ripe As
One grab they stabbed up in
One knife tucked in
I stash a hung bent off the sent
Deadhead
I turn it to Medicine
I’m a Veteran


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/19/25 12:07 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873112 -

Just to fuck with the Guns
We went through Hell
Just to fuck with the Guns
I turn and Sell One
Up in
The corrupt a star struck

l Light a Bud
Enter the Thug Soft as loss
I flip the toss the coin and boy in
The motive
To avoid
Flip the paranoid
Off the Cross as Set it cost I like the toy in the Game
As One as
Run they Dragon
Guns
Pass that
Into the done had
They run and stab up
The Dragon with One Touch
I write as rush as
Guns they sang
With one rang
Off the Guns they Hang With
I Title
Sang the Language
Of the Jazz and Link
One up in the think
Of the Structure
Bud
I light a thug up
Just to fuck with Guns to rub up
I Cash a Drug Up
Cast as cut rub the subject
Product
Love Step in the Set as One let
The Bullet Scream
As One rein tight as G in might Speed
One Gun Fight
Over Weed
One Breed
One need a Bullet as the Speed
One Green up in
Tight like Self Destruction
I bust one bent over function
I sent

I choke
Spit the range
Then I take another toke
Cough
As one as Smoke some Buds up
I Light a Tree as G
Cut in the see the None as Chi
The Brother
With the Weed
Discover
One run River from back underground
The sound
Of the Pounds
Smoke up
In the lounge
I Hit this
With the witness
As I fix the business
With the hits as
Run they grip had
The ones up in the lab
The Guns they grab
I grow some Bud
Flow a thug off the mud
As the One Drug
With the Flip the Sun
Murder One
Over a burner hum
That’s turner
Cost as earned a
Top Spot
With the Pot
I Rock up
Sum
As I stop up
The Lock Cut in the Sun
As Guns
We light it
Tons
Of the Blaze as Bullets Graze
One plays up in
I turn the Spectrum
Funds and I Elect
In full effect
With the sector
Cash your next up
Rub as Set Dub
In the club
With the Lex smoking Bud


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/19/25 11:13 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873114 -

Rivers will flow
We always on the Cash
Or some Slow up to Fast
Water
Cast a spill Until I L
I bust it
Dwell in the crushed lit
Flushed it
Out round
The out of bounds in
The Guns they sound in the link
I stink of Product
Locked up
But I Water Soften
With one cross in the link
Title cost in the ink
That’s vital
One max as might swell
Up
Ring a Bell
Duck
You just got plucked by a Water Head
Turn over Soldier’s Head
This burner
And it Bled
I turn the turner
Skate on One Learner
Cash as curves a stash up
Burned some Flash Out
Take the Gun Route
You seen and heard
Thumbs about to be Bird
Scratch as Heard
The Cash as
One Word
And I have that
In the bag
Rob the bank
And roll over like a tank
I soul on the Wing as something in
The Breeze
The way this cheese
Flows with the Soul
As I light a bowl of Cannabis
I ran it rinse
Ever since I plot
The distance I Walk
As Hawk
Taller than a Baller
I talk of the Guns
And Rocks and Funds
Over Suns
A Gun I’m a crawler
Nighttime
Aligned with the Gun Crime
I spit it One Time

I make that money
Or
Chill in a Sun Ray
I light it back and
I run the Money
Strung
Heat up the bun for the hot dog
I release a lot of Street Hits
That’s tits
Just like it is
In Biz
I double digits
Cost as
One raw
Recycle the born
As I mic pull up
Sworn
Past the morning
I’m warning you
I torn with brews
As I soar in crew
I store
Up the Pour
Pure
Liquid
Fluid
I kick it in a drip with the mix
In the flip hits
I scripture
Hit the fixture up and
One I buck and
Two for three I smoke a Tree
What’s up when I G?
I Bullet
See I Pull the Trigger
Figure I slam with the fill heat
Up the Street
To an ill beat
It’s something sweet
I chill
Reefer 
Creep

One seat up in
The Drums become
Like nothing I hum
Off my run Wings
And things
The Gun sings
Whistle a tune before noon
I cure
And hit the skewer for the newer
Check one two-er


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/19/25 08:07 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873117 -

Kilos of Shrooms
The stems bruised Blue
Psilocybe Cubensis
I got the flew over Texas
With that Head Trip
It’s a Mexican
Thick in the Lexington and Concord
My thoughts are onboard
I spot the War tour
On the Cure
I get hit and through it over
A Set Trip
I write it next flick
One dip
One Ray
And One Day
Pot
We call it Hay
And Lock
That’s the classic combo
On the Block
My Bomb glows
Shoes and socks on
Hit it till the Rock’s Gone
I light some Stop
I Take flight with a heater
Suns
I repeat
I spill it tons of freak
Nothing like the cheap
Ones off the Street
For funds
I stick up
Got the Guns

All I link with
Connected to the Drug Ring
That’s down
I grow my own
Trip the clones now
I shown up

POW!

The spot blown up
I shotgun as throw up
A lot of
The plot as stop
The hold up
Pistol blow up
You grow up
Twist the flow
And roll
Take a Soul Up
In the Pure
As flew over
Brews
I move news as grooves
Flip the shoot the Trip as new as
One tune has
The Moon
Stab up the
Room
With the View
I Twisted
Shoot
I never missed it
I hit
The Trigger flip the script
On a dig your
Set up and jet
With One Round Left
I slept
Fully over automatic crew in the Solar
Check the Pistol
I roll a Crystal Meth spot


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/19/25 09:57 PM)

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    #873120 -

Guns
We sliver
Of the Small Green Figurine
Up the River Street
Hit the Beat
Was Street
One up and
I tight as duck bent
The Benz Stretch
Into the Mexican
Spot
I Lock the shop down
Light as one round
BLAUGH!

I get it tight how
I set the sight
One Light
Fiends at Night
Tripping
Water Streams
And slipping
Further into the Green Bud Scene
As one twisted
One risked it
Might as flip
Trip the hits mix
The double back
Crumble up a sack
Of the Crack
As one laugh
One Track
All I need is for it to come back
Forward Back
One light as Jack
As a Set black
In one rap
As made it bladed
Suns as facts
That’s funds and a Gun up in the Crack Hits
Run
The Sack Flipped a ton
Of the Black Rinse
As a Gun ever since

Ring through the Exit
I Rang as sang through the next hit
One Wing
I Set Trip
Guns
Over funds
I like that
Some right back up in the face like Ace
I Drop facts
Up in the shot Tack
One run up on
With a Gun drawn
That’s title
Bond
As homicidal threat
Over bet that
Set back
Into the head
Relax
I Trigger instead of the bled for the War was Set
I head back
Up into the River
Guns drawn
Down on
Me I see
The Guns fully loaded G
I run from the scene
A Bullet
Just missed me
Green Bud
On the hit Street
That’s Guns as top as Trees
I Lock the Spot and hit the cease
As fire
One under the wire as higher
For the Gs
I retire
Hit the Block
That fire
Top the
Expire
Wick the mix as Guns as 6 as trick
The flip as skip
The hits
Up in the
Suction
Back and bust one
Done and
I run the Funds as
One hum as
The Gun has the
Plot
For the not
I shot up
I Tip the Top
On the Track Walk back
In the Cypher
Just like that


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/20/25 10:35 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873124 -

Feel your Chi
On Mushrooms
I first saw all my Chakras after I stopped my drop top
In the knot cocked up
I made it up the Block
The Street Connect
Internal

Chi
I turn slow inward
As Bird as flip
The tons of Birds
As third
As first as a burst
I cause as Shirts
Shot to Pot
Blow the Spot
I Roll up
Shot at
Always
I Ball in Solo
Now I See my Chi
On Water 
Cold Yo
I Flip the whole show over
Trip the Traditional Chinese Medicine
Glow
Folder of the hold it there
The Guns in the air there Player
You need a rhyme to say there
As speak as peak
I ran a Street down
As One cocked
Round up in the Sawed Off Shotgun
Pot
Rolls a ton of
I run as I Fast Water
Trip the court order off the sorted
Scene in the Guns as Green
One Murder Scene
I practice Tai Chi
And back this Tree
With the Product I made
With weapons in the blade
As I made
It hard mind style past a mile
Hard/Soft
I roll the Shot up the top
As I turn to Gold
Cold as Dot
I hold in healing
As you Peeling Shots Off

Hit the Lotto
Megamillions
Billions of Tons of
The stuff I touch with
Have a Bud and an Icicle
Bike back
Water
Under the map
As Tristate
I elevate
Straight into
Through the Window
Spin groove
Max as Move
In the Disco
Lift slow
All head to toe
I overflow with Gold
As I lick the Cold
Exit back and bold
As a Set Trip
I write it
Head clip up the strike
Bent

The Mic
And love it
Type I
Run sweat
Under threat
I surge through the next
Word up
Groove
As smooth as crew
Pools
Lift the school up
Erupt
Tai Chi
I true to slip into
Up
And new as
One flew
Had the bag
As a rag
Of the man as
One rang
Through the Streets
My mind banned
In the run the heat up
In the lab
I Gun up
Twist one up
I drink Water
And Jucie
I flip the loose
I drink Water Pure
As fluid
Screw it into
Minimal
Sets
With the Psychedelic
Etch
Back in
And Medicine
Tons of the Wet
As I sung
I sang it bet
One Hundred Percent


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/20/25 02:13 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873125 -

A Doctor
I walk far
Party like a Rock Star
Trip the Boulevard on downtown Bullets down in
The sound
Of the out loud
I seen it pull the Trigger now
I figure how I live with the risk of
The Trip

I mix in
To the system
One Wisdom
Of the Traditional Chinese Medicine
Chinese Medicine treats better than
I repeat
To unseat
One law Tree
Out of the Gun Down
One Round flipped a shot
As hard as it sound
In town
With the Lift round
I bound
One now and
Then I Crowned
I spot the Lock and Doc
I treaded over the walk
As I Set in 8
Flip a cake over
Made it known to the Ganja Growers
Their Bud is a Trip like on a Blood Drip
Thugs mix
The Blood in
With one Venom
Repetitive
I separate from
The skate as One
I wait
WIth some Great
Chain as explain
The Left Lane
To a Veteran
Complain
Of the Complication
Of the Block I Walk
As I sold the whole Nation
On the way it station
In the medication
With the Same
As One Lane traffic is shut down
I round the corner
Bound for
One Bullet 
Down Trip
The Meditative
The Medicine
Wait
I skated on
On a Bong Hit
I long to flip
The Street Strong in the Lock the Tip
Of the Blade
As one Street Made
The rhymes I played with the mind
As I frayed into a braid wove it back up

Couch Lock

Introspection
Trippy
Visual
High
Meditate
Elevate the Soul
As One I roll up from the Tropics Puff
I Lock a Sedative
To Meditative
I expect to get a menu
Then you know
And Grow
What to look for
Let’s end the Drug War
I soar on a Sativa

The Green
Purple
Seen and heard the Bird
I turned a Bag of Pot
Into a thought of
The Plan to jam on
I ramble on
Play a song
Not a strong arm
I load the Bong
Cash
The charm is on the Ganja Farm
I love it when it hits hard
A Shard of the piece of the Puzzle
Peace I say to you
True
I grew a new strain
I can’t complain about the effect
I respect
The Pot Smoker
No matter what’s sold
I Turn to Gold
Drug War
Has me hardcore on the score
Once again
I roll up when
I intend it
For Meditation
Extra Flavorful for the Vacation
I Pour my mind out as I take a time out
To Reflect
Please Respect
The Cannabis Smoker


--------------------
Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/20/25 11:15 PM)

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    #873131 -

Water
Gets me so Twisted Up
I Twisted Off
One raw
To come down

Sundown
Trip it
One Rounded up in the Grounded
Pounds Lit
Man
I Psychedelic
Jam
To the L
I practice swell
Like Buds
Ganja
Melt
As one felt
In the run as Sun felt
I hum
I Bell
Into the from the crew and knew
One blew the mind

One drew
Into and through
One Window

All I slip slow into the grow the Trip
Hold on
Clip
One Soul long
Past dawn
To the crash
Born
In a War as Cash Down
I spit once
Ash Down
As the last Round Killed me
I chill
With the ability
I still flow free
Smoke a Tree
Both be coated 
I floated across
As wrote this
Hope this mix
I tote a crisp
Lotus
As I know this to be true
So I drew
Into the flew Over
Turn a Blue Moon over
One roller crew
In the Soul
I got it fold
Up the cold that
I rolled back into the Platinum

I need a Fast Bud to finish
Fast follow the Ball
All over
I lit one
Shone bright as known as

In the light
I shown
Dance
Cast
The spell into the elevate
My mind
On a Bud
I dotted line sign the contract
I signed it
One the Mega bomb
Bomb back
Once as 
I draw as slack as Gun from
The back
With a sack of Buds
I show some thugs rap
I light as Gun
Contact
I raw as sum
My song lights up
I draw smoke into the lungs
I long track
As gone black
Saw as fact
One map
I chain up the brain
In the lane
As hand as cane
As Gun brand
One in the same
Like one Gang
One rang
Up in the Ganja
Hang on
I drop slang on
Brang I stand
I choke as I smoke
I cope with Strain Names
I bought it legal
Aim is
To run it famous
Run the distance
Came like business
Rinse this
Water

Fast Bud
I caught it called a
Hash Bud
I unmask
And trap as Cash
Nugs
Of the Ganja
I joined the club
I want to be a Ganja Farmer


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/21/25 03:27 PM)

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    #873142 -

This is a Mafia Circus
I got back across the Boss
I ripped it raw off of
The law caught up
I Walked
I skipped the talk
And called it Made Man
Understand
I light as stand up tall and brave on land
And Wave the flag
Of the land of the free
And the home of the brave
This Mafia for days
Come back and box and graze Bullets came through
All through the lane I Tripped slipped drew
The flip out the magnificent
I locked and bet you slip up
My gat cocked
I Fast on the block

My Gat it talks
I flat as the saw the lamp on the Ball
I Cancer and Fall
Follow the swallow the drink back
I kill in Gold facts
Is back as brains blown out
All the craze
At the rave my nine as made my mind as Sprayed
The Gun from behind
I see the sign
Every time
My blade come out
I shine

I need Cash
It’s a Cash business
Rinse this
Make Cash and Water Fast
Soul through Drag
Dragon
Cold Brew
Back in
One wax new
Off the Planet
I span it
Wings and things
Move my Chi
And breeze
Known through Kilos
Of the Trees
And move food
As one as tune
Noon
I slight as bust it flow through
As I cold brew
Back in
Soul Food
Wax in
I bold tax and I sold once
As I cold front
Run up on
Funds for nothing
Swarm
As storm as one jab
Up in the lab
I bust it mics I grab
I crushed it
Max and bust back
One nut as done fab
One stab up in
Cash
I made a stash of
The clock the Fast
Rub
Water
Thought of it
Blast off
My raw on the strap
One has
A Bullet
Cash
As one I run for I pull it
Trigger
One big up on
Such as rush dawn
As I tuck one on me
I got a Chinese Laundry
I been on bond
As Key in long
Leaf up the Reefer
Teach as Freebase Cocaine
The teacher
Mine as either the sign
Or the speaker
I’m blind
Reclined


--------------------
Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/22/25 04:17 PM)

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    #873151 -

There are fighting techniques
Everyone speaks of the violence on the Streets
The Mass Shootings
All the crew rings true
Into Brews I seek

I fluid
Do the movement
Of the Peak
The Tai Chi
All on the long as free movement
For I Key
As in ruins now
I sooner than bow
To allow
I sound
Like round
The medicine
Chi
The see the Chi as
One bleed
One rang as a Drug Sting
One Wing
All over the Soul
One Bowl Of Ganja
Smoke
As I’m gone on the long
Before I broke
I spoke a song
I float through the toast
True as flew into
The movement
Once Again
The groove
All slip in the soothe
The back in rooms
The max as
One black has the Gun as stang
I got hits on the swing
Before I thing
Of the Gun as dream
As one cream
Soul over seen
As One Chi in
One gleam
Reinvent the wheel

This Steel breeze
I peel
Back and one lack in
The stacks
The sacks
The Dragon
One relapse
Back on
The hat
I got a track along
As spoke as broke
Rap song

High
Water fly
Turned in design
Of the served
That’s defined
Once I got in 9
I give a duck one a sign
All over they blind
I resigned
Back in reclined
Fashion
Smashin’ with Cash and
That’s down to ash and
Water Fast
Left the Planet
Wingspan
All grand
Like a solid plan
For the understand
I still land
Over they gang
One crew couldn’t hang
Turned blue as I ran
Back and into the Sun as
One was as
Bad as a Cat
With a Bat I swing as that’s that
I turn the scatter
Flat
Over the Magic Dance
Once as advanced
Give you a chance
Catch up
Catch a glance
I love a Water Fast
As Splash
Sun comes through as Cash
As one back in
The track ran
Once under the stands
Like a band
I play and stay with the strand
I made em made
Hot in the shade
Like this a bladed
Cuts sharp
As a DUI
Park
Into the dark
Stark as one got the hard
One garden
One fan
Of a Ganja Plant
I smoke one and ran
I got the gang with the slang
Drop the thang
One bang
One sang
And no name
Switchin’ lanes
Getting brain
Turning into Street Fame
Everyone with a Platinum Chain


--------------------
Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/22/25 09:15 PM)

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    #873153 -

A Laced Cigarette
A Joint with the point on it
I coin flip
As money drip nauseous
I’m cautious
I just bought this sack and now it’s gone
Fact
I just got strapped
Now the wheels spinning back
My head is Cracked
I’m trapped
My Set is reaction
That’s a track Rap Suns up as front as what you want
Steel in the stunt
One from the lowdown
Funds
For the runs weighs a ton
Still in addiction
Friction
One nonfiction
I write a prescription
Still I lift in
I’m in the Kitchen
Washing’ dishes
Back and 6 in
I magnetize in the mix
And I rise
Surprise!
I just locked down eyes
Soul as tribe
As one vibe
I’m still alive
Steel as One 9
Dust as a crime
As one back up in shine
Steel reclined off the feel
Spin the peel the wheels out
Screech!
Still in keep the peace of the East Coast beef
With the West
I’m still in fresh
Capped
And still in fact wrapped
Up back
Weapon track
In the infection the section is flat
Death comes
When one last Gun
Overrun by the
Mind of the tribe
That’s steel in line
I lick it then I signed
Feeling for the inclined to real with the times
As I steal your shine
I plot a crime
I do one line
Then smoke a Laced Cigarette one more time
Just for the Vibe

Magic Firearms
I go hypnotic on drugs
Still as One Chill
One thug
One over the hill
I skill and nil until I tell you I’ve grown twice
Magic
One Ice one Ganja
Flagship
One rag clip
Bust it Magic
One stab at it
One rabbit in a hat
I got the Tack
As One map
One react
Straight
As one back in black
Steel as 8
In the CLACK!

One Mac?
I want one of those as strapped
One laugh
One back in on the track
As gone as max as

One practice run
I Laugh
My Guns weigh a ton
Magic Firearms
My mic is charmed one Ice
I slice as darn
As one alarm
One farm
One karma
Pulled off and harmed one
One mark Gun
As target I arc
Spill off the park up in
One margin
One card
As far as twice I’ve grown

Mown down
With the slow round

I Pounds
Of flow down
One twist it roll around
The sound
Of the POP!
I roll over rock
As cold as
One sold around the Block
Lotus
Blossom
I’m awesome!


--------------------
Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/23/25 03:06 AM)

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    #873156 -

My medicine
Grows every day
Float over to my Gray Skies
As fade
One as state
In the late
Made it
Hate it?

I stay with the Trip as mix up One Shot
Stick up
Plot for Pot
I slick with the Pop
As on top I roll with
Soul as Gold
Platinum
Crisp
Fold up
Batter Fat with the scatter
One fact as a Gun comes from the Suns and Crack
One max up in
The Black Dragon one warned as bag as such a score
Of Ganja
Born
On and Off I soft as cross up the floss Once
As I raw
Suns
Float over tons of Coke
I slip in a note
Professional

Soak
In the Ganja
Cold
As fold this notice
I roll with

The coat as known

Once flown over lift the Roller Crisp

I hold up
Sticks I Gold
Lit the robe 
I flip the stone
As one morn
I was at once at War
As back in floor the Gas
That’s torn up
Class

I study Herbs
Magic
I turned into the had it Spot
The Gunshots
From Once was as thought
Of the caught up in the raw
As Guns saw
Seen
All over some Green Bud
Ice Picks
And lights crisp
On tight

One wish I might Roll and stitch up again
They down know the Eastside ride and then

I tied up in
Mind black
And struck in the defined
As last as one flash
The Gas
I run right past
I Water Fast

As I roll over
Cast
As Soul Glower
Mover
Mower of the Grass as shown a
Blast radius
Frequent
I’m about to speak it
Shock
The sheets grip the walk
As fetus
Solo
On the Hawk as go slow
Into the Rock and Roll
I thought you fold up
I Rolled up
Spit once as Soul
Front on the Roll as colder
I stack as One as I Soldier
Max that
I flashback
To Shrooms
And laughed at
The mask as one back had
The run up stab
The track into one Gun I grab
That’s colder than
The scan
As One land
Up in the brave as shock
The Roll through hinge squeak
My soul blew out the think
It’s cold brew


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/23/25 10:30 AM)

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