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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873157 -

I think that
Chinese Medicine is the coolest thing
I sold a Wu Wing
Link that
All I ring a static
Automatic
I ran it max
WIth the Black side ride down the Herbal
Until I turn Internal
I earn
Show up as burn the spot slow
As I roll Pot
Cannabis
A Lot
I soul as shot through
So what’s new
I Set it Who?
I lead it back and treaded
Max
I headed up in the spectrum of Herbs that Bird
I split the Set it
Verb
Back and Wet Wing
The thing to make it sing I ring
I got a title and now swing with my make it ride ya’ll
I ride tall
As Wall
As come down as one All
A Ball
I twist as turn and earn my spot churned out the plot
As One Word
Still I’m hot like the lock up this murder
Cash Internal

Struggle
Pass the Money Yo
And Roll
Into a Ball Slow
That’s past the Call
As all I follow the ring as swallow the thing
Called yo
I Ball below
Creep slow
Just so you know I Blow the Spot
With my Herbals
I turn gel and Lift and Bell
And 6
Is the melt off of Black Belt
I sell a relic and then L
Lick the shot off swell
The Bullet Intel
To Pull the Trigger
One deliver down and dig yah out
As route bent in cement

Cocaine
Play With
Some Crack Cocaine
My main hit back in the scratch the rap game off
I aim as I invent the name
Of One lane Bird as the famous I spent
In the grain of
Wood as should as hood as one stood on one foot
And shook
The plot over Pot I roll a hot Lock Down
Split the spot down
For Crown
As one Bullet came from around I sound
I Pounds of
I Lounge
In the Trip as Ground as once One had the run grab
The Bullet in the Cabin
Stagger
One flag up in the magazine
This cash got me Green
A Bullet streams through the Green Brew
Lift it knew
The place as Ace
As Set it in Face
Crack Cocaine
I spot it then aim

I dotted
On one as shot it
My plot thick I boxed with the botch the mix
As cap a shot off the fix as Once
As Guns
Trip in the funds over core as Suns
That’s War
I spill and sums as they tour through in War Brew
I slip at Gold U
As Black as Moon
Cash it soon
As relax and who did the skid as kid a Bullet hidden?
I slip in the ring and kick it in the Wing
As sting
One vital over King that’s homicidal 
I rival
All the inside glow the show as Lock
One stopped by the plot for over I got the stoner
Known in
The Zone
I Trip the phone over
A Roller
Split the cold air as dare as fold yah
I got it Gold as Soul
Rip the fold out
Down
I Trip the Town
With e Coca Crown
Smoked Up
All the sound as broke cause I’m found in the flow bust the round


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/23/25 05:50 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873158 -

Movement!
I need to get it moving
Diet and Movement is the best Medicine
I light a fresh scratch up a batch of one flash Herbs
Turn
I Tai Chi
I spot a Kilo from the scene
As one Green
All I Lock up
Lock down
Spit it off the top as spot
I Trip the Block out
I spit once as Glock Rang Out
That’s came out
With the flame
Down in aim
Pounds Of Chocolate Liquid
I’m heart stopping
Dropping Bullets all around the fullest
Pull the Trigger
One figure 8
I Plates of the same
As Grade
As brain wave has the drain
Fab
In my lab we cancelled class with stash
I remain for the Bath
As one as Blast Furnace
Crash!
You earned this flash
All I pull over is the stash
As One Soldier
Roller
Cast as Gold as the Amps Platinum
One lamp
I Sun up in camp
Damp
Split the sample can’t tell it’s standing on the landing
With the unit
Move it
Groove
Hit the figure 8
Slither Snake
Bake
In the Sun as I take it numb and flake off
I cake raw as saw A Bullet spit
I’m Lit
Traditional Chinese Medicine!

Sunglasses
Back Flash
Flash Back
One as rung the Dragon
Once as Chi Gong
I light my Lantern when I burn
Standard
And I earn
Branded

Cash as handed back and forth
The source
Scorched by the War
As course into the eye by force
I Trip the North
Hit it soar
As I Lift on Caffeine
Score
Some More
As Flashing on Past that Last Wing
I light it cast swing
One Wing off the bring the sing the hits
As we cold call it fit the Ball
Lit the all the tall
As I follow the law
I spit one up in raw
I mastered it all
Recite the fall
As tight as follow
The ring the swallow the
Bullet as the sting for
The Gun as core
In the one
As sing the Gun grab the hand
And the Trigger Finger
In your
Speak as Pour Liquid
Keep it Stone Trip it
Loco
We with the Traditional Chinese Medicine
Slow mo
My Tai Chi hold the 
Fold that up
Back in Fasten attached
To the Catch as the Last Dragon
One Batch
You in the Sun as Fast as the Water


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/23/25 11:43 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873159 -

Tree of Life
All I need is Keys
Drink Liquid
Waters
Come back
One caught off of the caught there
As I Lock
Bare
Down in the spot
One roll over shot
Cold over
I smolder over Roller
Cash Back

One turned to Platinum
In a sack
My Lantern
The Dragon
One scorch as for
The tour
The War is over
Soldier marching home
I sold yah
On the born
As one worn
Psychedelic Tore
All heat as back on the max
As One Gun rap
I get it numb
Stack some
Back from
The cast
As the blast some
I track run
For the Water Fast
A ton
My crime is Sun
I got it from
The Tree Top
And I cold as
Fold up
Has the Solar
Cash one
Street
Roller
For the Beat for the Soldier

I got a trashbag of Ganja
Swarm on
The bomb as calm as Korea
With the G to freak
Speak
Of the runs we creep
As
The Numb they Spazz
Off the Block
Street Heat with the Jazz
This mic I grab
I take it back
Can’t have it 

Jack

It’s automatic
My sack
Is huge
I light a move
To see if you could do it crisp

Dance
Get the ran the strip as thick
As one glance
I rewrite my clip
As sang
They rung we hang off
I could get my bang off when

Everybody light up
At the party then
I start a dance craze
And bent
For a cent over
I blow my nose
Cash as Polar
Back and froze
That’s cold War
I soar over
I’m an old roller now
I hold it down
With the synthetic Crown

Around
The way as tracks I blaze hay
Back in
The sack
With the trash bag
As one flag wave

I guns straight on the stage
Turn the page
I smoke different flavors for days


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/24/25 10:55 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873169 -

Cake
Flakes off
Pies and Cakes
Bake off
Hit the lake shore for a Trip
I scored
I hit
I tour the World
That’s it
I’m employed on the coin for the plural
Sounds burn inferno
Pounds
Rounds down
Trip the town down
All I spot
Red dot the head
And Ganja
Set it said that
My Bread fat
Cake
Straight off the Ace
I peel it makes
The stakes high
And fly
Why I gotta ask why?
Somebody just died
In the Tribe
I kick shit live
Peel the sign

As one Blind
For real
That’s defined as steel
Lock the wheels turn G all I lean slow as blow
Up the spot
Shot I shoot down
For War
One Round to the core
I bound
To slice it ground
I Ice it
Slip and slide on
Get your glide on
Ride on

Eye lit
Eye sick
On the Street get a Grip
The flash heat
Trip the beat around
One sip
The Streets come around
On the Pounds Lock
All my Weed is old school on the Block
My soul blew
Through like wind
Blew the spot in the flip the cop the skate at the skate shop
My blades drop
On one lane
One shot in one claim
The spot in one aim
The Dragon
One flame
One came
Over the same as off the band as bandwagon

Blaze a J
That’s 8 Tre
A Tre 8
38
Flip the plate
All on it I Lock I call it
Ball it
My Meth Ball called the left I turn as call in my scrawl
On the Breath
My beat is fresh
In the stretch Limo
My dim the skim slow in the hat with the brim
I swim
Hello!
I bell toll
As Well as Wool
Into the school as crew
I light as flew over
Soldier
Then I drew down
Old as a new round one flew down to Top the new in town


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/25/25 01:34 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873173 -

I want a
Ganja Freakfest
The heat stress
The Streets infest with creep
Done and bless the Street Sweep
Manifest from the chest
Fam
I'm blessed With Iran
Genetics
My head hit the limit stretch
As gimmick
I flock
On spinach
Reach for the finishing line
As the give it
From behind I lock as been it
Some swig it
Liquor
I come quicker
Open the spigot
That's frigid
Come back with a sack
Run double digits I light this
Mics I ran the Trip
Down as One Lift we had
You could heat up stab
One freak up
Street in the cut
As Once was
Back in the back seat
I smoke a dub
Release
All the Trees as lean
One Gun over Green
That's night
As seen as one Light
Bright
On one Stream
Water flow in the lean
I thought of roll
My stock did glow
Off the shop
I roll
Control the Block as Soul
Your lyrics got to go
I Plot for the slow mo
Takeover
I Bake
Over and out
The name?
I Soul Bird
In the lane
My shows burned
I strike with the mic
And I run the Bird
With the stripes
I'm hype

It’s nice to come down
From a crown piece
Busted One as Overdose close
The Green it froze the reheat
Show is on repeat
Bust a flow
Beat
All soul
One Summer I stroll through with a number of cold brews
I use
The spot as Lock
Built for the plot I skill
For it Walk
Some people kill for it
I chill
In Orchestra
Mortgage your thought as bought
As one Overdose shot
Come comatose
Not
I load up
Flip ten fold up

Stash this Gold
Platinum
Cold Shock
I write a Globe Lock
Kick Back and know it’s not me
I shot up
G a lot of the P Spot
The Water caught
In the lead
I bought a lot of Water
Plot
The scene
I overdose on cream
Flip a bean over knot
As dream once
As law as Gun drawn down
I come down from a crown piece
Busted around the grease
One sheet
Once a Sleep up in creep
Mash Murder from the back seat
A Burner
Psilocybin
Guns and Knives and lives taken
I shake when
I bake and meant it
Ice Skate 
Over
The flip the fate of the hold over
One Sun
I spit the Gun known as Run It


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/25/25 03:15 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873176 -

Water is no joke!

I’m a repeat Felon
Abusing the Well
From it I sung

Hits that Gun Trips
Hum
I numb
As I sum with the clips
As Sun Rise
I drop off cliffs
I rise
Again
I made it then I run it ten
Speed up in tense
Chi
On the fence
I run it under the become the one as number come
Up in the running
Sun in
Back and stun
Max as Rung
I hung
With the Wing as Gun
A Gun I sing I rum

Drinking
Thinking the thing sing
One Wing off the linger
Loss of the cross up
Finger for the cost was
As beginner
A winner
I skim the air as done fair as
One barren
Step back
Wax and marriage with the tax
Cut
Beware of the class shut out
The Gas run down
The Street as beat
One route
I run it peak
Speak
WIth the Gun out
Reach the someone down
One Round
Up in the thug like now
I POW!!

Lift it
Town I smoke a Spliff
Known as sound I Pound
Of the stuff as round
Flip the ground
I’m a stoner shown a
Known as the phone call
Psycho
Axe murdering
Type to pull the Trigger

Herbs
Turn my spot
I like it a lot
Like a Shotgun cocked
Back and stop fronting
Shock

The Block on the Hot Streets
With the drumbeats
One keep
In the Sun they creep up

Gun in reach
Each number as feast
As one under the come for the War
As thunder
Rain pour
Lightning like the bright
Ring it white as all the light
Gunslinging
Mics
Bringing the hype wings in and
I skim
Demand the brand as canned
Recite the jam back and once as black as I am
I smoke Crack Cocaine
Rushes
The Spot touches the top 

The product
I scuff up
Make it Lock cut the hip hop
Track on a sack
The Crack from the back
Chill in the front
For the Sum
As War come
I Streets as strum
The Guitar
That I brung
WIth my license
Drugs
I mic
Swing the Light bring
One night I King and then
I smoke Crack Again
Relapse
All the Streets contract out on back with the Block in the Box Downtown
Rounds spit in the funds I Trip


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/25/25 10:01 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873186 -

I verb
As murder
The 1st
I earn a
Degree
I see
One lead
One G in the Speed
One creed
Bust that
Touch that

Rush it with Product
Crack
Cocaine
Soften
Black
I roll flame
Awesome
I toss the spent
As one bent
Floss em
I raw son
Lost a Ball from
The cost as high
As Tristate
Lock an Eye
With a blade
Shock a mind
I stop and find
The Gun
In the sign
Around the Block
I climb on top
Steel in the Glock
Plastic
Box and back draft
The Gun in the muzzle
Puzzle that
Bust right back

And trouble
I crushed that
On the double
Just like I much as
I bust as the front
Back
Trigger squeeze
That’s a fact
River to the breeze
Once as exact
In the bigger Trees
One G
Up on
Such and such
Gone off the prolong
Bong hits
I flight strong
As roll on
Tight
I’m gone
Off the Solar
Sun
Stroller
Lit the whole World
On top
With a pop
Sewn the Bird
Nonstop
I flip the Rolex watch
Soul
Turn as the flow as
Show the whole
Rip the skip up
And mow Grass
Fast
I roll right past
Chill with the Cash

I’m high as fuck
Caught it often
Raw as Water soften up the Product in the sock
I rolled up
Down the Streets they fold up
I cash as
One Blast soul Fast as Gun Blast
One roll over the stash as Soul Grown
Hashish
One flash
Blast the Gun as drugs will
I take a stance as rubber grew the number I drew
I won!
I cash in the Sun
As mash is
I rewrite a tactic as stung the Street
Right back at it
Addict
WIth the Magic Dragon
Bag it
Make it made it great again
Until the plate did spin
Begin
To realize the finish stop and swim on the Block
Steel in hand
Still I rock
The peel as One Man
Man of Steel
Bust it wheels
Just that
I roll
Static
Gun Control
Back and addict
Of Suns and Magic
The Streets turn Tragic as Bleed from
The Weed
Numb
I bust it Speed Some
As I pay heed
I drum
All up in it from
The Cash as Sums
Flash Once
Over the sack
As drawback
Lit the raw rap


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/26/25 01:47 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873188 -

One Gun in the air
As Breeze
One Cheese
One Sun over there
I got it stare down
And box with the lock clips in the Gun as cock the stick back
Make the run
As Set hum
And Dreadlocks
From the stops as Set in the Drop as from the Feds
I knock
And topic Bled from the Bullets Block turn Red
I Set
In the stop and roll the head
I pop it
Mop up
Trip the Lock a lot of stop it in the Set that’s Drums bread
Once fed
Over Set as Guns we led
Down the path as One Stash

One numb
One runs the Grass
Captive hum
As Sun as spastic from the black hit the rum
That’s a big sack
As come as back as ones we stack
I fill it stun as will it?
Drugs
I kill shit
Reefer plus the teacher I spill lit the children
With the Beaker
Once we smoke the Cheeba
One reach yah
Guns they feature
Sun that
One back in drugs cat
That’s a freeze as Guns back in the breeze
Crews love that
Until the automatic drawn down on them
I law as meant
For bent
In the cent I pull a Fentanyl
Bent
Until the pull as pentagram
Still I jam
Satanic Man with the plan for Jesus and a Sun Tan
I mean this
Weed twist into the Fetus
Lift the meet the litmus
For the sum as flip hits
With the Gun

Want some Meth?
I turn it step twist the run on X Trip
The Gun we Set flip
The run
As Sun rise as hum from the Guns and Knives
Lives we thrive
In the blind sign
As design that
Mind back in rhyme rapture
The Bullet capture
Sacks heard the Birds as Master
Word
I flip the Blast as meant for ash to surge on murder
Turn a
Spot out
I lift the Lock round the ground to cop one in your found
I put the Glock Down
I Trip a knock the shit out the box for I stop and town Stops
I steel in Drops
Feel for the cheese as breeze as Kids Pop
The seal slow up the shop
I peel Bullets into the through the window
I been smoke Meth with kinfolk
No stress
I Build smoke up in Steps
The Steel Toe
Fresh as Fields of Ganja Rows except this shit Blows Guns
What Set you from?
I chill and I hum as built with Sums as skill to kill
As fill as one will
I numb
From the feel that strung
On the Steel Tip
One Field of Ganja flipped
I cock it back and pull the Trigger
Rock it around the clock
I stop the shot in the plot as bigger than
The up the River Ran


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/26/25 03:52 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873189 -

I want to rap about kickin’ back
Drinking juice
Everyone wants a deuce Trip hit on Streets
I mix
Everyone back in is bitch
With a sack in
Magic Dragon
Lone flag it’s in the bag and
I stagger
Down the Streets
Walk

Bleed and talk Street shop
Around the Block I top
In the spot
I Hawk
Weed is the way we caught it spray
The topic up
No delay
I wanna drink Juice
Kick it
Flow Deuce and Trip shit for the Street
With Guns and Knives repeat
That’s Streets take lives
I eat
By the vibes
I chill inside by the homicide in the grief
Before belief
I Steel in it sleep
I chill and cold creep
Up on a fool
I wanna drink Juice
No one wants to hear it
So I steer Trip the heat out the sick in the mix over some shit
Bring the beat back resist
The Streets twist me
Repeatedly
Back in the Street Manufacture the Beat
I sack up and be the Hip Hop
As scene as it chalk up bodies
I won the Lottery
Still cool and ill with the skill
You can’t fake it
I make it bake it chill
No mistake I catch Bills
Turn up under the Street I burn up
On the Trees one word cause I be the heat up
The spot
I roll a lot and sold the whole shop to the Trip as One Spot

Drink Juice
I Water hit
Blew it up the shot up
The law cause as was back Ball
Until the Track turns Raw
I could kick it
Flip it
Mix it in the Thug to blip
Catch a mix cuz as back sick
Buzz
Relax
Heat tracks up I pick up jacks run
The Set from all I come back and hum
One
Love as I tight as rub back and smoke a Bud?
I might release and Bud up
As I cease to come up
Shot as lead to the summit
I run it
Debt as sum it
Run bet I strum
Lift the Gun off a Set
That’s become
Wax One
I come back from
The cycle with One Car
As Par up like Bicycle
I might pickle up in the nickel Back Rub
A Rap Thug
Caught this blast off a chug of juice

I give my brain a boost
Psychedelic Ripe Fruits
I tell it
Melt until I sell hits
Rebel Yell
Fit the treble Bell up in
The Cash I flash as such in
The stash as run hit
Funds
For the Drugs we tight as the Lights up in Clubs
Starlight as flight I take tugs off a J
Burn a Bud I call it Hay



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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/26/25 10:16 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873192 -

1
Meth makes you 1
I could Pop a Minithin
Until I within
Trip the leisure out the head
Make it measure back and Meth Stack
One Weed
I’m Weed One
I Bleed Sun
Still I love a Meth Lock down 1
I treasure from
The led and I’ve become
Numb
All bread back
Come from the Set
Sacks of the
Waxes as Black as
I run track
Steel impact
From Meth 1
I turn to funds for trouble I double that
Lesson
I shock the Stress in the mess
And stop guessing
You missed it if you didn’t
Pull the Trigger
Figure I’m 1 as I run
The Streets
Funds as sweet as Honeydew
My money through
As Sun as the Street Crew
Pack up and sack up
I back up
In the Track
As max was
Chill in a sack Jack
I Hit the Road
Still I under the Street Code
As I peel real slow
Out the window
Brew as the kin drew
One Lesson I grew Meth 1
Strap as best as Gun
The wax as bless cuz
The rest does me
I ingest Meth
1 to death
As I come through
Nothing new
I Gun and I glue
Back into the Stew
With the Meth connect
Step into the X as back and Sum Sets up flex on the next 1

Gold Ropes
I’ve only got a few
Thoughts through as One Drew Wax
One stack
Sacks up
Back in the max
I chill and relax cut
The black coming back?
Relax
I heat up with the meet up the Weed in the Cut that’s free Love
Free Bud
I smoke it smoking under what wasn’t back and I light a sack
Chill in the rap was
As doves fly back in buzz cry as sum an eye
One Y
I Trip the tribe up in mind
Come from behind
Dub 
The masses off the flash that this then rap skip the hat
Up in thug split
I done to get the flows as flex over in the row crops
Nonstop
Until I heat up show stops
I roll rocks over Blown

Shown up as torn
With the born in the morning Warning!
I split and storming in
For the Streets as spin
One up in begin
Gold Ropes
Make a slow poke up in Billions
Cuz back up at the ceiling thugs still show no love and kill
I light a fill up
Chill cut instill the thug in once as bill
Front that
Ill
The Streets I run it back in the drum track that fill


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/26/25 11:44 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #873193 -

Gold
An L
I turn from Psychedelic
Back to a Pot smoke
As I broke through to
The other side
In my mind
I got the blind back and see a G
Sacks for free
As black as Key
See the peel the steel the kilo
All I free throw
Green
Below the seed I sew
Make it known I’m on the phone and bake it blown
The spot
I roll on a dot
Cold
As I get hot
I heat the streets up and shot to the beat
Still I smoke Pot
As Ill in
With the verse break back and first
I chill with a sack of the Black Dove
Relax
Kick it thug into the number for the spot and drum a lot
I field in the got
Heat as hot in the around the Block
I Steel Groove and shock with the real move
I been improve
Feel for the smooth
In the Streets Crew
Back up on
I light it past dawn
With a relaxed
Kick back song
All the fire alarm gone off
I rip the strong off the box as torn as in an oxcart
I feel and part the sea
As cheese
One Hundred Degrees Celsius
I melt just as felt
I run and stealth
One Water Well dug
As I practice
I match this with a dub

Circulating Chi
I work it
To burn it
Turn it into the flip the kinfolk with the been smoke some Indo
Then flow
With the slow up
The show
I roll up
Hold up
I spit one Gold Sun as front for the flows become what you want
Sniff some Blow
Lift the toe up
Skip that
Hold up
I rip raps up in the back cause
As black buzz
The title track was
Drugs
I Steel intact with the bring it back
Funds
I just relax
Comes with the Snap
I busted a cap in thugs
Chill and track numbs
All I with Ones
I cycle the slugs rip through
Trip to this
I flew over fist the Blue
As mix in the stew as risk
The Gun with the crew as flip
The Guns we drew
Down on
I spit a round song
As found with a bong
In a smoke cloud all around done did it
Lift hit it
Mix it with the open the spigot
Frigid cold
I wax as bold
Tax as
One rap back from the max dub
As I relax in the club


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/27/25 10:01 AM)

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    #873196 -

Food/Drugs
I don’t separate Food and Drugs
Movies with the Gong Fu speak
The room shakes
Make it bake it
I taken a Thug on Vacation for Guns as Vacate The Slums
As tight as Bud Light
The slugs
I chill in the Love for the New Blood
As I screw into the Wu Tang
Brought my swords as source
As one course flip the whole Born Over
Nova
Split the Soldier down
As Roller
Tight as I might as had the run and Drag
As twist the flag
In spite of the Magazine one lean on Dream
For dubs
I tight as scrub the Light Down
Rung the Bell and one Night Sound like I Elevate straight
As Molecular Weight
I celebrate
The rate as Guns they take
Face to Face
Trip the raw as double law in the skate
As Make it Great

The spot as
One shot
Ran the dot ran the shot rang
The plot
I roll over stang
No matter who you brang
It isn’t the same as we all in the same gang
I light a Reefer
Jam
Into the night sky and I Eye
Trip the mind off sign
I spot recline
On the Lock the Line up
Time’s up
I spit once
Wind up
My rhymes cut through as minds I blew
Into the night as crew
Into the light
As shoe fits the hype
All Bullets rip to pull through
Release the who knew?
I flew
Over
Lift the Soldier back and roller
Impact as intact a Boulder rolled over
Spit that
Colder
Flip the Hat make it sold as release as cold
Dead
Into the Set
I cancel the threat as made as does X as blade
Like a made man
I shade and
I ran that standard as Plan Bird
Into the turn as drew the word
Burn through

Wax and turn true as max is I first the flew over
Lit the Roller on repeat
One Gun under the Street I hum as I walk Water Mains
I light them brains
As Light did shine as stain as One mind as Chain
Sun Blind
I spit the slain over One Time
As remain
Like a Gun Crime
In the lane


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/27/25 09:00 PM)

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    #873197 -

Getting blown
Sniffing Blow
Watch the undergrowth as the coast as West as the Hollywood
Knock out with all the goods
Lock out
I just took a sniff and Rocked Out
I pulled a Spliff
Roll as shit holder of the fit as One Roller Sit

Into the script
As One colder
Folder of the Trip
Figure ain’t Tripped as flipped
Into the A Deuce 
Murder as equipped
The Street Soldier
I shouldn’t exist
As title colder I Roll that ass up into a Meth Ball
I sniff Cocaine and aim for the Pain as All
As Brain
I knock out in the lane
As Drop out
The flame
I box out
Spit the money Glocks out
I spit one shock down
One Round
The Trigger
The round as River down
I figure skip town
As Deliver found
The fountain
Now I’m about to reroute up the mountain
To count to ten about sent
I bent
Up in the Coca
Blow again
Nose
It’s my closed case as I roll with Ace Trip
Soul
Smoke a Bowl of the Laced Shit
Weed with the makes it Bleed Guns Proceed
Off One Weed
I’m Weed One
As one seed
One meet up in the back as knock out in the track
As copped out
Insane around the Block as down
Walk out
Roll the same as Cocaine
On the Block down
As One Lane I shock town

Mind Next
As Water
Blind flex pull the Trigger Mind Steps
Into defined as one line
Trip the sign off the strength
Of the lock as length
As One shot kill as Gunshots
We ran
The Speed Once
As Weed One
I Speed as
Numb as I’m crazy spazz
One jazz up in the flex
Water for the next hit
As Call your stretch flex on the Benz Limousine
Figure roll a Green
Figure 8
That’s delivery
All I skid was ski as G track
The feedback
One Weed Whack
Off a sack as max as
One do the Dance as Guns in Hands that’s run
For the funds as plans
I Got the Gun
I shot the Sun Out
Ring it
Rung out
Wing it
Dumb down
Are you an idiot?
I still with some shit and gimme it
Release the shimmy squeak weak
One Frisbee flip in the back seat
Watching Disney
I back
BLEEP
Out the max I creep
As one sack
I Street


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/27/25 11:33 PM)

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    #873198 -

Want a Bud to smoke?
I want a Bud that’s Double in the Cut the run back to front crumble up
Some Hashish
Run it Flash
Guns under the Mattress and the Seat
As one reach for
The Steel
One Bud I run it wheels turn as burn the shine as once as Mine
Peel on a dime
I’m for real
I’m
In the line as once as my mind stabbed up in
I touch then
Meant to bust back with the lens that cash that
Solar bent
Water
I fold up meant the shock as Street the threat
This Block Walking technique the Street the Guns the Chi
In for G the funds
Off the lead
Roll over Suns in the fleet
The fleet becomes on the Street with the Guns
That’s wax as one smoking Buds
Release the Thugs from Clubs
Decease the trouble Drugs
I thumb as Weed One
All I become I read
I stung
As breed back up in the lung the Black Magic
The Dragon
One over flag recite the tag as one stagger
The threat
The run in jagged you bet

I sing as
Guns sting
Up in the jab the King of the Bullets
Weed?
I pull this hit in
In the kitchen fixing the Lift the ring as since I bring
The Lift the Wing
Six in
The Gun it brings one over funds for the title Sold Drugs
As vital as homicidal
My mind inside I time it as scribe the Guns up as vibe
Flip the tribe over
Roller
Scorch as porch sat on the last dawn as crash on
After a Blast
One Cash is long
I Oil Flash
As my past is gone
I relax
Chill
Come right back and ill as one wrong for it still
I built
Up in the skill as one will
The dust settle till I bust the Metal
Boiling Kettle
Rocks as met you’ll Gun Threat
The burner
Murder jet in the tourniquet
I sweat
The burner left the furnace raging
Page in the stage
As Bullet flavored when
I AHEM!

Box as them topic lens
I dropped it
Popped it in the send the stop
Lift the Block up
I Rock up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/28/25 10:03 AM)

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    #873199 -

Box up
I spit the Spot Once up
Thumbs up
Run it numb
In the Guns from it
I drum kit
Smash a plug in the Mexican Connection
Manifestation
Plot
The roll over shot
The title sought
The flip the mind still as caught the time to kill
As I’m
Chill
In the Sun the sign
As one mind
Trip the tribe up
Get a live cut
My mind shut out
All the run out of the Gun out
I slip the Sun down
As one Round up in
The brain as touch in
To explain as what’s in
A name
Countdown as chain
As One rain
Title over the flame
As Homicidal
I aim
Into the Drain
Flip the range
As turn the page
Scratch a batch off for Js
I mash
Smoke Buds in the class
I rub the stacks
The tug the flag up in the bag with One Dragon
Suns
I bag
Meant for the Mag
As Guns we jam up in the cut then
Smoking Buds as back meant for the hammer
The Plot
The Guns
The Pot
I max a lot and create a chill spot where no one gets shot

Herbal Medicine
There’s so much Variation
I can’t get the Ephedra any more
To use in Formula
I was born as raised on the Blaze of the Rays of the Sun as The Maze
I begun to make it out
Shade from the funds as Haze
One Gray
Up in
I shut the door stuck in the drawer the Pistol score
A fistful of Medicine
Herbal
Turn slow as bell
Earn through the Gel
As Inferno
I Trip to the sell as Medicine
Elevate the letter
The more Herbal
The better
I max as met up in the Wet forget a
Tech
As brought back as Guns raps sums
Flash the cash
Medicine is expensive
I run the Veteran track record
For a second score it the flex
As I pour it
Herbal Teas as Gs off of
I raw as cost a 
High as 9
My blindness straw fed
Bullets bled over the head
The Shot as they fed
I score a lot of Herbal Medicine
The Set
I turn it Step
I earn as I crept
Into the flex as X off the Bet
Cost a lot of Lock
As does as they Shot Up the place
As Ace

Ephedra


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/28/25 12:12 PM)

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    #873213 -

I got small farm towned
Groove on the Move
With a Cannabis Crop
We want to farm it nonstop
Turn the harm into good
For woods as Lock
I Walk through
Turn it box through
The Maze for Days
I roll as thought through
Blocks drew
There’s a Main Street
I owe a lot to the City
But the small farm town is with me
It’s Trippy
You think
A Country Manner
You don’t blink
I Soul as one Was as banner
One bird
The Streets heard
The beef
Blurred
Into it turned the spot and I hold that thought
I blow up the spot
Roll and Rock
I’m a Street Vet
I hold as I’m hot
Reset
A Bullet?
No Gun Threat
No sweat

I just jet up Main Street
I live on Main Street
I flip the beat over
Reach over for the Ganja Cigarette
As my plot I speak over
Lift the Roller
We got it Soldier
Hundreds of Miles of Trails for the Forest
Pour Juice
Word as bet as Farmers turn it into a Spot
For Birds
I got shot at POP!
As once as the Gun has
The Streets infect with Sets
I read the next blessed as I Lock as manifest
On the Block
The Benz Stretch Limousine
That’s all LA and down on the scene
Smoking Los Angeles Green

I Soul through
It snow too
In the Winter
Cold Wind Blew
I’m true to the Streets as I Bold Move
My Soul Groove

Everyone needs a Green Ganja Scene
As I ski out
On the lean
One Green up in
The structure
I puncture from the Gun War as heard it store I flip the Meth as born
One tour in War
One Set as turn the Spot lock up the walk
Of the Hawk as Street Talk
The Gun greet you
Over the Peak
I blew it
A Bullet
Creep through
One Crawler as Baller turn the spot installer
Off the waller
Tight as brawler
I spit the smaller
All your
Spots I turn into a Pot Spot
Set up shot as the Streets Glow Red Hot
In the deceased as a Bread
Top as Set the threat
As Hawk as
The Guns drawn as one lab
I flip the stab wounds over as one Bird I told yah
Seen and heard
The Streets
The 33rd
All beef it got turned into a puff of smoke
Was talk over a beat stop the Streets from taking over
I keep with the Spot as reach
One Gun under the Seat
As one meet
Up on the Streets
The city
As one Tree spit the weapon up BLEEP
We reppin' now
Down into the flex as Once as I suggest a Ganja Crop
Invest right now
As down
Into the Step as peeps flip the keep the Weed Grown as Sweetleaf
Into the heat of the known
All Trees grown
I smoke a beat up
I reup on the Fast the Water Street Cut
I'm too Street for this Drum Beat
I want to smoke Reefer
As each to his own but I flip the shots on the phone!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/30/25 01:28 PM)

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    #873214 -

I just pitched a Fastball
Operation Fast Ball is all still in effect to call the front as represent the Sun
Before I step
I turn a Gun under as flex
Spot the Sets up Blocks the technique
Shocks
I Set the Streets in
One under that’s Street Sweeper
Breeze
Through your creep your
Split the Jeans tore as one Bullet Screams
One to the fullest
The biggest dreams for the Buds
I crystal clear Chi
Set the we’re as wet as
A Gun threat
That’s offa
I raw as proper the score as top your
Pop your Gun as Set as swore was One
This technique
From one week we flip the swept as Greek
Mix it meet up in Bullet Sweat
One Ganja Cigarette I pull it
Clip the effect is the fullest in the Street Rep
One Soul gets the jolt of the
Rock as Roll till you stop and store
Up the shop was the War
That spill as one Cop Once
As product
Raw
I saw as fast as stop your Set and rest
I inspect through the blessed
I suggest you manifest Water
The Trip the swept up
Caller
Baller unto the Altar
My call yours slew as Guns we rock as fault Trip
The lick up the slip up
Cash I kick up
My Fast it mix up
Drugs as Fist Bump
In the Streets we twist one
And ski
Or practice Tai Chi

I want to cross up Cannabis
Hang
Solid the BANG up
WIth a cutting clone grown in the spot I shown
I rock as roll
I caught it soul
As one shot up
Smoke a bowl
I speak of the hood you creep up
In my sleep
I run it Trees
One breeze up in
One mind
I spit it undefined as lit the J with the Gun Sign
On one unwind
The behind
The time as sign
As once as you blind
I spit the Street as defined
I hit the rhyme spot as shine
One I got I Trip the roll over flip the phone
Bro
With the whip as from the hits off the J I took
Shook with the book
I cook up once
As fronts
All over the call the twist the flip fold your rip up
Into Trip
Such and such
But you gotta get Cannabis
Buds
It's expensive
But I bent the Street up with the green lenses
I ride in the benzes
Stretches
Limousine Green
I stand out in the Ganja Scene
For my team
My clock as walk around the Block
I talk Street crews in shock
Over the speak the true as hot as I blew up
Smoke a doob up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/30/25 09:23 PM)

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    #873217 -

I drink a Water
Down with the Old School as one thought of Liquid caught up
In the plot thickens
One Pasta dripping with sauce
Lots of
I caught a Block Party
Starts the hard as the Streets come
One come I numb off the Sun
As funds
I flip the Water as Sums
From the caught as
One law
One triple draw up the little bit left
WIth the Ganja Breath
One Lock as hit the chest
One thought of
I blessed
Everyone needs the Heaven Sent
Reason for the Trees to smoke through enter
The Word
I burn a top spot
I got the Block as I walk
Around
The Gun Sounds POP!
Shock
One Street and I drop
Believe it
I Water over till I even
In any event I be in
The Streets sent me
To bend the Streets up as entry into the Street Cut
The freeze as bust a Weed Blown shown
Overgrown
I want to grow my own
Pick up a microphone and lit my hold in the freeze the zone
All the Trees blown in the wind as I seize
I run up
Tons of Weed
Ganja
I want to breed
Landrace
To the taste
Like a List I trace back to the flip the bass
One Laced

You won’t catch me reppin’
Thugs gangster thugness
I straight off the Set
With the Bullets
You gotta respect those
Who saw a Bullet up close between the eyes

I ain’t scared to die or get tortured
I’m forward
Looking
Straight hooking up in Brooklyn
You get your whole life tooken
Before your Eyes
Guns and Knives
Sets with thugs that dies
In the suspect
The bloody cries
Bloody Bullets and Knives
I Set the life off
Dead cost the rest as red
As head tossed
I roll heads and dread
Murder instead
I burn up
Trip the blast Furnace
I curve this
I got an ill perfected
Heard of?
I Trip the Set as Gun
For a dove that’s One
On the respect I hung
Up in the Sun
Guns from titles stung
These thug bitches rung
I Trip the tongue off
Suspect
Chill and Bust Set
Further into the turner
All Sets Off of Murder
Through heat I jet
I earn a 
Spot
I just got shot at again
A Bullet when
The entrance and exit like they flex Blood up in the thug
The Streets Hug
To the beat as rub One
Complete
Further the sweeten up
The burner repeat
As eternity
I flip a Tree
And Ski Ball
Meth
I love the best as right as Trip the Head and seen the Eyesight
End it
My Meth bike is splendid
I love my Country and defend it



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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/31/25 08:15 PM)

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    #873222 -

Smoke a Bud
Bud
Bud
Crack the Spot
All on the top of the Planet I roll
With Wingspan
I write the jam as

Preroll the Crack
In the back with the Magic Dragon
Crack
I flag down
One in a pack
I burn it back up
Into static
My head shot straight up
I burn as weight cut
The Freebase
I Tree as laced
I taste the outer space
Make it naked bake it
Into a Pie
As Eye
As one as Y I get High?
I seen as Sun that rise
Into the high as sky pie
I drip the dry
As Trip up
One flip up
One zip up
Count your cash
This is a stickup
I’m about to flip up
Master that
In rap the Quick Stung
Sun rise
As One
I run the Rung on Rum
Become A
From a
Numb a 
Spot up as I drop the Pot from the truck
Into the stuck in
Buck then
I cash it back in it dustbin
I get rough
I send it back to camp
WIth the stamp

Thoughts
I Step through
Roll through the cold
I seen the sign as fold
As one rolled up into
Through the move
As once as
I run the had the Gun in the bag
With the flag
One hanging
Banging the Set
You threat
I turn over with the Mex
Burner
Spot a earn
A box up on Buds I spot a thug
With one lung
About ready to hung heat
On the Street
To a drumbeat
One compete
One slug you eat
As a drug beat
I run off
Sum
As they come as
One run had has
The spazz
Drip dry with the fly as fine as stab
They jab
I rub it mad
Crazy
Into the lab I sway make it take it easy
Bake it cake
I break it up
Made it
Make some cut and fade with
Like a blade I exit
Straight Stress Trip
Drip
I made the fabric tag it
I bag up
The Dragon
One flag hung
As Gun
That’s sang as one Bang
Into the Street slang
One breed rough us
I touch as
I title crush
Man
As I unsung with the Guns as Drugs
Over funds they tight as thugs
In a Gun Fight
Get Tripped just right
Until they don’t claim Set
My gun rep
Into the Streets as One swept
I crept
Creep up the Street 
Rolling Light
I scene as just right for a clip fit tight
As flip the Stripes over a hit
Off a Basepipe


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/31/25 10:57 PM)

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    #873223 -

Acting like you run a Brick
I run a click
The Streets Drop on the flip
The Block around
Once in town
To spit the sound as round as the Pounds of the Box the Street Walk
Street Hawks off Buds
With a Brick of Coca
Ganja Nugs
I choke through
Spit a rope groove
All set as once as the Gun has the thang
The strap
The spit the slang
As one hang
On the Block as chain swing
One Wing
All up the title once as a Platinum Ring
Once I King
I dust back and bust
The crush that
Once as a rush rap
A whole Brick
One as thick as
Rip it
Had the Dragon
Slick as
One Lick
We got the Buds and Streets and Thugs swept under rugs
For a Set that’s title as Wet
I run the step into the crept
I met
The Trip as Gun threat as One Set
You bet
In Run the Flip down the sound
As lit rounds
On Blocks
Flip Pounds of Pot
Make it break it
One Street Naked with the Glock
I bake lit the torch as one sit on sniff
One core as

One I soar on
One Sativa
From the Tropics I was born in the spot as one Locked
With the Drop Drip
Trip on my Block thick as I talk Set
Spit
Once I infect I get the Tech
Made it in the Guns as they play with funds
Overrun by the ton
I make the Street Come with the Gun on rerun
See the Street Sum as the Green Bud
Steam
Dub as one had the Classic as Magic
Bag it up the Dragon Once as the Gun Flip all over a hit


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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