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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861749 - 12/11/23 04:15 AM (4 months, 24 days ago)

I planted Ganja
The farm was on one from Sum with the tractor
Back there in the air you could stop and stare
Rock that haircut you chopped up
To stop up the rock shut the Glock on you but
The chalk mark come through with the sock it to
Top it true as mop up
I hock up spit the Glock lit
A knock on the six leads to tricks
I need a fix
Like quick
Seen him he’s a dick
I read the script
Like this flipped
Tripped out and lit down on bit nouns and verbs
Word that’s first as third that heard a bird
Rap cursive I slap you till you in a hearse dude
I don’t eat dog food

Wu Tang Clicks are rare
I scare like Sarin poison tear in
The boys and me dare in the game to light flame and Soldier come came
I light this to write a hype verse
Way back burst thirst for cash as Hashish
I got a Grass Reefer I seen yah bleep cuss words
Third as bird as word you heard of
I absurd cut it up to fuck shit up
I stuff money in a sock with a Glock I roll and rock
I got this top I don’t stop it I pop it
I shock little kids especially
Gangster fresh and be the next on the scene
Write this to reinvent the game
I crime as insane getting locked up
Your crew popped up so I slew
As dropped in the truck I stock shut
The slut for cut was as a buzz
I love that sticky icky Green Cannabis Stuff!

Pounds of Pot per square inch
You could score a wrench of some flavorful incense
I light it never tense to read it in rinse my stacks
Coming right back on tracks smoking fat sacks
I light it to rap height of the crack era
I split a terror a care for the where worn and torn Ganja leaf scorned
All these kids born want Meth
I hype up to pull back the weapon
I step into with bird flu I light this who?
I slightly stoned but I need it to the bone for phone
Double the stash with cash I write a lasting memory
I said the story was born drew through floral blooms
I high this to the height trip in rooms
It’s coming soon the Sun glow eclipse the moon
Bite it to insight with the twitch on Meth
Everyone does Meth now I keep abreast of how the chest stick out
I write a red down crown for the lead to fly around
I planted my Ganja in the ground so I could smoke pounds


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/11/23 10:12 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,005
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 57 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861752 - 12/11/23 11:03 AM (4 months, 24 days ago)

Shrunk Ganja down in size
Into extract I get my bled back to react like a refined drug on the map
This oil, shatter, scatter boil I pull in the smoke then
I wrote about folks who chose to use the fluid
They ruin kids with Meth and Fentanyl
All ya’ll ball and try to shot call but I got Ganja Smoke
I provoke to hope to cope with me you need tons of money
So we got Drug Heat with a War to score more Pounds
I like this write this down I was a hype gone around
Didn’t like it
Was looking for Ganja might get some for a Gun in exchange for hum
An airplane with the Sun at the back
What you sellin’ Crack?
I seen fiends offa that but mostly Meth
Everyone does it
The drug hits takes effect
It’s refined and super potent
It helps you Cap make motion on the map I got it with potion
Like lotion I soak into the skin wrote this for who within
For spindly, wiry growth flip the vote
I just want everyone to have Ganja Smoke!

Look at you flyin’ with your eye in the Y and
I signed to bend the mind end
The recline gets me out of bed like gang sign
I’m wed to the mind I got the time
Flipped it like crime
Sold a dime to an undercover now like no other
I Soldier cut there with chest bare
Bleeding receding back into Weed again
I like this spread with the half dead
Focus no joke it’s the holy Ganja Smoke
I get no to the drugs with thug’s rubs
I like dove light this like glove for a rub a dub
Backwards I lit a sack towards the head
Instead of blood red I make money Green
With no Gun Heat extreme how I run Street
Street Team got it numb on the beat past your fleet
I got this to rock nonstop like a Glock Pop in the East
The beast wants me to cease so I rap up Spliff
With the good grief I got this like cheese
Busted back like a sneeze I luster lack
Pop you off the map will in sacks of Green

Who Supreme Rule?
I pack a tool in a pool of a punch that dunks once
I trunk full of tricks in the mix to jab 6
I lightning like lit I’m the shit
I slice you off quick with the dice rolled lip gloss on the lips
Of the chick I flick bic I write in writ sight in the slip type truck
That murder run amok for the stuck I lady luck sold off knuckle brass
Buckle fast Soldier task bolder than colder wrath of giant
I say that I am I over the shoulder scan for colder
BAM!
I fin to jam with the hand that savage attack tragic like magic
I flipped the habit got to ravage the savage off baggage claim
Insane rock the brain will in blood stain in dice game
Rolled one in the main style of funk that chump gets his pumped
I sunk a jump shot and I need to smoke Pot
Not any Herb but the Word Up
Kids murder in the cut
My game is shut will in the aim to seek some game off of a punk rock
Ice Chain while I hit up famous with the lane in this
My brain moves like bullets while I pull shit the fullest


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/11/23 08:28 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,005
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 57 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861755 - 12/11/23 10:47 PM (4 months, 24 days ago)

No one could hang
I got a gang of Z Strain Psilocybin Mushrooms
Enough to crush any rush
I got real flushed
When I peeled back off the OZ
Cap
Straight as rap snakes dates happen
I captivate rap the bladed up
I reign in the truck
Chevy
I got weapons heavy
Steadily Cap and Deadly as a Death Trap
I kept that lead back it’s a fact that smash
And grab they rob you of all that you have
I lit a kid’s lab up
My lab made the cut so hardcore
I swore I would always tore on the microphone
You could ignite it like fight get or leave it alone
I got a Ganja Jones to get Stoned
I flipped a kid’s phone
It’s time to go prone on the OZ of shrooms yo
I be in cement now and I got heat
Powerful to compete with the Street sick
As feet flip
I got a diseased Trip
I like to lightning skip off the river
Shiver bitter cold
Like I told you
I strike twice what you gone do?
I run right through
With my cold crew

I play with Cash and Water
Mash up in court you heard of sport mix
My brain went drip drip
As my head begins to trip trip constant
I skid slip into bids that crew flip through as who?
I license dude I excite to write the fight gets hot you get shot
I’m the type to smoke Pot and chill
I licensed with hundred dollar bills and twice I pop a pill
I double down dice rolled
You in trouble now I flipped a round
I got ground manage to take up to damage so late in the cut you need bandage
I slice blade ran it top displayed like in shade from Sun
Gun is number one and you from the field
I yield to all MCs who bled through the head trip to flip what you do
My rhymes screw into the Blue
I like this down drew to type to switch my mic it start to itch
I dug a ditch and hit a Spliff
That’s what I do is magic trick man it’s sick
Like vomit get the url up I World Spin you get motion sickness and
I chill in the land I got the brand command the stand that land
In the gang with slang that hang I drop a name and claim Set
You get the blade, bet

Mixed Drinks
Into Psychedelic Swirls you get lost in a Gold World
All earned cash in the stash you get the pass
Into been through it to do it
Watch out you overdose true lit
I bruise with the punches roll into the crew doesn’t do lunch and
I crunch the brand label all stable in cables
The way it sells I puff Ls
I rock the bells seen it search light in Hell it works fine I must tell you
You rebel through the fell through melt into true as Ice flew fly
Until that high comes you rely on drugs like thugs
I seen it in chugs the liquor quicker
Cement the slicker like ticker is the kicker
I get it sicker with the mixture
I’m tellin’ you I bell right as they come in sight with gun in tight
Run it right down to town
I seen in lost and found I scrounge
Height is around six feet never suffer defeat
I got this rhyme I got the white sheet
I copy signed by the bleachers I eat pour through the lyrical brew
I stick into the rule like glue I follow crew into the stew
I might shoe in like who then?
Crew in ruin without the Gong Fu and I fluid to do it yo


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/12/23 03:11 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,005
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 57 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861756 - 12/12/23 07:28 AM (4 months, 23 days ago)

I’ve got a real Gun
Not a play one but one for the run stun they brung and done
Deal with the peel I wield it
Close Range Tactic specialist
My rhyme is relevant to the Set
I bell and jet Ace
Take out the place Grey Alien from Outer Space
List the taste I got a case
I like this blades and Sun Rays
Topic displays optics in shades I chalk it up to the high grade

Like that sprayed toke on this no joke no dis
Copy sticks like choppy waves drip the brains lit I display hits
Delay in the relay is some shit isn’t it?
I blended fifth for the sick to mix up
They get it quick and tuck one
Since hardly anyone has a Gun
Hardly Anyone is a threat they on the run

We got the magic
Lifted all the trip that is in a grip of cash stick it
To the task we flip it
Rip it up don’t sip we guzzle up
We real in truck wheels turn gears lock and notch
In belt was felt as hell I rebel
To the cell I’m in tell I’m in command of land and gel children
Well I be damned I slammed and jammed
Got the plan I scan the area for terrorists
Lately we get dissed by this twist in terror
Error for the scare yah with terror beware of the flood as mud
A rub as in the dub sack of Ganja black as bomb on top of yah
There’s no stopping now with a POW!
I know you out BLAUGH!
Hit the mushrooms down we flush from the crown
To bust one you got to trust Sun in this medicine
I to the letter Sum with guns it’s all over
We short a four leaf clover but we got the Soldier
Top of the cold wind blew as the stew in we grew in
To the band like a gang we hang without weapons
Non threatening in peace yo

I’m fantastically festering for the fire blessing
Ganja Crew repping
Stepping into left wing
I sight and sting but shut bring the cut swing
Like a chain rip and roll cane
Flipped the script on brain
I remain at the top of my game
With the famous blame this for the change miss
The strangest shit you heard of bird further in the cut
That swerve like a nut
With a squirrel get too drunk you url
I split the Cold World I got a girl on 3rd that’s plural what you heard
On the 31st I’m bout to burst I clock this thirst
Shock this first
As long as the curse for rehearse I fin to Trip the Service
Word in this murder gets the bet that serve your set
Second best heard your flex in check there
I wreck air and dead space go to bed laced
I’m the fade in the blade blend that Ray of Sun intended with Ganja Lenses
I bend trips around the back without a sack even
I’m a magic demon guilty of treason to the be in
I retain the cement heat vent the be bench at the seat intense


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/13/23 01:43 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,005
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 57 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861767 - 12/13/23 03:10 AM (4 months, 23 days ago)

With an edge off the sledgehammer
Cocaine Grammar inflection of the section that bammer
Weed no need for that we plug Speed got that heat tripped the beat
We so sweet Cocaine Soldier Defeat that hold aim
In the Street the whole fleet is searching for the thirsting for numb
What’s become of the strum the guitar
On par I lit a jar for a kilo to peel slow below
No that’s Reefer I need major Cocaine to feel the firm
License to learn I rock twice in this word up to mics that gripped
Hyphens that split all types I roll the clip
I sighted into ignited they flip
I inside insight in tide real right as the drip
Of the drugs all thugs behave plug I write another one
Another Sun another gun yo brother hum the rung ring
I sight into these beams I light it like steam engine
In the send that sent there on bent air
People stop and stare
Yo they best beware the Cocaine glare that soak you in your lawn chair
We hold the player bare as the careful there you pull up a head
And sever it nighty night kids

Dope Self Defense Skills
Dances grooves enhances the sooth
Cancerous smooth
Ask a tooth loose for the choose to tune in fork stork
Glued to the porch I torque
Who did the source quote as sport?
I retort flip the fort for the core to list then snore
My business is this to tore
Mics I rip galore on sight a blip you score I win
Before I begin let me hock up phlegm
Got a Ganja Cough and then
I sold you a ten piece and at least I wash up on the beach
I teach to flow Reefer
I teach the curve like teacher word
All bleach that burned
Swerved
Served you until you murder who?
Out of the blue I shock this groove to sooth
I got that spot a cock back master act of the rapture fact
As capped is the answer black till advancement
Whack MCs got a chance and read
The writing on the wall I scrawl
Don’t have to draw a weapon I crept in
My medicine got me in that’s how I begin
Proceed to flow ten Speed and dead off Weed

With flows that peel
All the steel is real
To OD the seal
All PL rock the Speed Well
I dream in hell of bell that rung twice you stung
Lift a lung sack offa carnage black I got the harm get
Out the tense everyone spends the day in the Hay
Flipped it like decay
Ripped it astray my Glock split true as the Gray Alien
I sail in the spaceship lens never defeated it tends
To put people down
For the crown yo I skip town like Flipper now
The dolphin that’s all I been called when
I solve your ends
I send this bent I invent the cuts like stench
Off the carnage intense you could wax varnish your bench
You been warned I stormed into the morning light as I write
Rhymes still I like minds to Trip
Skip a bong rip and you thick in it
I lit it skip the rock off the grip sick with tricks
Magic what the hell?
You got baggage that swell like PL
I just heat swell the beat fell
I rock it each dwell in the pocket
I hock spit up
The Ganja talk that all that follow that got shot to hollow phat install the rap
I got the map flipped a cap who sapped strength and ganked
I got them spanked you could thank me
With some Dank Speed
I sand down on the beach like I bleed I recede indeed flipped some Weed


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/13/23 05:14 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,005
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 57 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861768 - 12/13/23 05:35 AM (4 months, 22 days ago)

Drug Kingpins of the Water
And assorted data that scatter atoms
Back at em I Mac 10 the rap then
I sacked up the black
Got attack cut the slack pulled tight
Ignite into light I fight the power towers above
Like glove I on sight rub a dub
Trouble comes with stumble fumble buds
Cannabis rinsed since I finished the spinach
I whoop ass diminished
I been in it since Eminem intended to rap
I stack the black gold cap cold in enhanced sold
Got a chance to grow old
My hands are cold deadly a medley
I set it free to ski and let you bleed indeed
I slight in this type that breed
Knock your knees I clock cheese
Sock you in the breeze with the sleaze
I clock steez with the top wheeze
I shock for the keys
That’s Kilos that below I speed slow
Indeed glow all peel the flow
Before I was told I was Gold I was Platinum
The name PL rings a bell and I sell
In hell until my record gel
I steel wheel the deal with PL
I clocked the feel
I shock the peel back the Weed smell like a Crack Rock
I rap I don’t talk smack and come right back

Birds
Gold and Platinum Chains
Burned in blood stains
Clocked Glocks with the rock that
I top cat to stop
Hats I wear tear through bare bamboo
Rolling Papers with capers I pull
In the state I got fully
Auto I slaughter caught your thought slow
On Water I taught to not hold
The Gold on my cold for I fold
I told you so
You went below and sold that bro
I fold drew down from around with a Glock
9 around the stop sign stand my ground
I found the town painted red bled
Redheads get they instead they slay
Before delay I Soldier turned Gray
I like to fade out like a Ray now
Of Sunshine I unwind and recline
I go blind when I see the Psychedelic Design
Of the top mind on the signed on dotted line
Spotted climb back up with the sack up
I stack cuts like this most lack in truck fist
Resist the packing I went back to ring
I sing the thing off I get the Wing claustrophobic
WIth the strobe lit I own this hit
I’m Gold with a cent and I invent the entrance
Is paved with blades and reflex laid down

It’s total fucking warfare
Snakes cut off dare the lakes cut off
I stare at the fake shit that talk
I bear arms and scare the darned air
Out the flare for guns stun that becomes a gat
Sung raps like blood baths
I sum hacks up with sacks up I don’t lack case shut
The way but I graze the struck in the gut
I amaze with the way I escape and made man
Out the plan that land I scan for enemies
They everywhere with the tendency
To entrance fee I lent you skis
I bent like this through disease
I smoke Trees to diminish bleeds like recede
I title deed indeed I shot some Speed before I feed
I mic this up with Weed I knot up the shot struck
Gun shocked become some Pot smoke and float
I toke why I wrote I cope with the choke on smoke
Okie Doke I vote to coat with the hemp rope
I soak in the dope I float so comatose I broke loose
I tie noose around the bound I fly coops
Like that stare the sound you beware of shocks down
Wear that like the crown bullets frown to the fullest
Yep.  You pulled that shit now get the full clip
I busted lip struck through the trick ass bitch
Suck some succotash flip the bud that last
Dripped with THC answer me!
Do you plan to bleed or breed?  I bust your seed indeed


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/13/23 08:42 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,005
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 57 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861770 - 12/13/23 10:00 AM (4 months, 22 days ago)

We seen the lanes in brains they blaze through
My whole crew blazed with the Gray’s Anatomy
Scatter pay a fee for delivery on Acid you see
I bleed like this I type twist up the Weed
With type fist for the green bud
I seen blood spill and ill
A day at work until I got jerked
I perked right up in the cut to work the stomach
Twitch that plummet a bitch rap I summit
Mountain peak freak with the run shit complete
Defeat all the fleet with the Weed
I rock this indeed I always top this with cherry
I fit a fair heat to dare ski down the slope on dope
I shot a rope chain in the brain lifted claim
That sick shit I maintain the trip flip in the come came
Bitch beat the sum in flame I rock remain at the top
Blood Stain on my chocolate frame I shock it
To hip hop skip the block ripped
I chalked it up diminished the stock did plummet
I envision a Prison where every vision is religion
I make incision in the decision I bitch in the shit
I came to get rinsed and since I smoke spinach
I’m not tense not a gimmick I stock fresh
WIth the lemonade grade I fade like a blade
I shocked the rays of Sun with gun
License this come from the lights come on
I done the song smoke a bong
Release the long stare with Psilocybin
I rock the mind then I spot diamond
Reclined with LSD tabs in the lab
To sight insight call it fab
In the lab with lab created diamonds
I climb back up in the mind then I got the sign on lens

I command space jam with the jewel
That split in two Y junction for function
My gems a lot of jewelers recommend to school word
I hit the verbs a lot and got shot at and the gat saw that in rap
Saw dust still intact off for sure stuck in the trap you get zapped
I like a flash of lightning frightening on Water Softener
I caution yah to stop and word up glance inside yourself
To see how you ride inside with the wealth of gel tab
Prefab I got the rehashed heat rash that seen stash diminish
I been in it to win it to begin with so I zipped
Like lightning up the tracks I don’t have to bite the Wing
I got Wings that sting I like this thing I type to sing
I mic up the bleed insight will it read the delight of human being?
It just might so I hang in tight with flights I rock right
I lock up the dyke and strike gold with the roll in type
The mic light up the bold got that old school usual
A bruise or two in the movie news is the biz rule the quiz?
I shoot for the fizz to pop skid slid in top of the rock to bid
I mock what you did I hid in the trap called rap still intact
On the map I put you last but have a blast furnace
To earn this you need to burn to a crisp
Seen and heard the dis on the Street word I flip a bird
Cause you absurd I rock a third of the talk on this nerve
I slice a chirp up the hurt strut all will in the cut to shut I steel in tucked
Word em up

Multicolored twisted rainbows
My aim glows in chains I rolled fold up
Yo hold up I sold cut in the way it goes
I show up to blow up roll up with the told you stuff like that
Get shocked and rock the psych found I mic around
Strangle with the cord and device is torn as worn
I sore in this with the floor missing I’m on a mission
To keep falling installed the wall in my shit and now I spit
Like this sold out the grits a Soldier trips cold with the rinse
Water the difference I slaughter got the oughta roll up the road
Code in the mode with the shoulder holster capped the Soldier of Fortune
Torture in this force of witness bearer I terror with the clip in this error
To stare at yah I bare breast of the chest I got gold and under arrest
I got old in the sets to garner the farm there respect out the intense
Whence it came the rest his name I aim shot one in the brain
I disdain all types of proclaim set in flame like this with the come came
I shot up the product rocked locked shot strut the stuff I got
Yo what it’s not is whack I fact back as black with the intact
Map I cold clack the sell you LSD caps I enveloped on meth
Death it came next with the flame sex I shock the name got a rest
Still exclaim like this fray I tense in display with the blade rhyme grenade
I got paid still in it I fade I both the top is blade all put a sock in it I did grade


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/13/23 07:56 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861778 - 12/13/23 09:26 PM (4 months, 22 days ago)

I seen a swirled Hashish Dream
Uncurled all full up to pull up World
I got a girlfriend called my Wife she wields a knife
I got a shock twice that dice cut slice up the mic
I rot a mighty steam shoulder in it work clean with further tinted
Windows the wind blows all dice rolls in control of the soul
All folded up fold we got Gold and Platinum
A rap attack party all rap from the Sun I Gun the engine
All negative dissipate off the plate and get the head sprung say late
The dead rung tongue that inflate causes hate I spin the plate
Picked a date to meet fate will in it so great I inflate
Eat Hashish every day I spin the play like this Sun Ray for the mic itch
Done ditch the bad Trip I write this flip the type twitch seen a stitch
With the mic in grip I tight knit the family can’t you see just be free
From the G Shock lead rocked the speed knocked the bleed clocked
I seed the stalk of the Cannabis plant got me on a rant
They say I can’t but I manage do damage on microphones advantage
Handle baggage claim the same as drain infamous list up the slain
Twist in this relay the Sun Ray I like it each day
I pushed play and sit back fade to the music made in the shade
For the stay

Inhale
You out on bail?
Yo I seen the funky Strains of Thailand and in jail I sail
They pass me the way I’ll be damned in the slammer
This isn’t bammer it’s dope like MC Hammer
I’m so high I fly guy that wanted 9s but Ganja is for the times
Passed too Fast I climb in the mind the task
Rewind that beat don’t flow so Fast complete
Stone to the bone all like this prone
I pick up the phone
Get it blown yo they cut clones and grow
For the hos out there we down bare naked
We take it into the lungs we not thugs
We don’t do drugs
We rock Ganja down like soap suds
Clean the beams off yo we lean soft in glossy
Photograph up my ass in prison so I made a decision
Fronted blunt that passed and circulated
Lay it down straight like weight
We got it on a plate backwards rub that
Like dub sack but we got pounds
Let’s pass it round

Hashish crisp
Ganja with the lift that sifted through trip
I got a blip on radar to stay the hell out
Yo you gotta yell out
If you want me in to begin I write from within
The heart to dart right in
I split apart search for riches and dishes clean
Beam know what I mean?
I live the dream of Dope
Choke on a toke of some Green House Seeds Smoke
I sho nuff wrote it stuff that down trip they touch
Get it rough and you suffer
You need riches in the mixes with Spliffs lit
I dish it equipped
I just got a ticket for speeding I’m receding
I breeding Cannabis for the rinse since I tripped it
Dipped it in wicked sauce for the blood loss I raw stuff
Sho nuff I’m in awe of the buds of the Earth
I hit a Star Burst Shake for Wake and Bake
I made a mistake once and faded hum off the raided
Grow House
That door mouse got me out
I shot a route downtown wear the crown
And how you down?  Like that now?


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/14/23 07:39 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861787 - 12/14/23 09:58 PM (4 months, 21 days ago)

I hit the Trail Mix for a fix
Until the Ganja Kicks
It kicks like a mule
I just hit fuel to duel
Rap tools with spools of coolness
I rule this commit murder clueless is how I serve a fool with
I got the who will spit?
Murder exist on the list and I love that shit
It makes me take another hit of the Trip
I like to get lit I Trip the flip out the mix for bag of tricks
Who got that rot sack?
I top crack with stopgap measures
Hit up the treasures I call them leathers
Like pleasures my Pleasure Center enter that I mention rap
I like to true as blue flip the fuel on a duel with pistols cruel
A fistful of Cash I fiend for the stash and thirty lashes
For trash it’s the past skid in slid
WIth venom crews rock and end em I chalk and tend then to defend
I got this when I stop that hit yo bro!
I flip flows on my toes that’s why the Ganja Grows!
Inside my Lights Glow and I could smell the Smell this topic swell the optic
I want to hit that Tropical
For surgical removal of the rest of my brain I rest in this come the name

Liquidate into a thousand drops of rain
Your brain can’t handle chains
I rock this way in display came
In the name I got it aim to stop conflict
I beat box hits off the rock spliff
I shot up a fifth of the riff that cops grip
Oh top this with a wad of 6
You might miss
I write hits
I type to dis
Anyone who isn’t packing a Gun
WIth Suns I blaze buns
Rewrite the Earthquake Stuns
Kills, Maims until let me explain
The power drill
The powder Keg will explode
If you light in in the road
This gun’s for show
I got one that works and blow your head off
Saw that red sauce
I murder the boss

People be aimin’ with the steel
Or Plastic Guns like tons the deal
At the toy store you were employed before
I tore
I lit more up
To the shore cut
This like duck with the Truck 6
I Buck Bitch
I made a mess and smoke the Cess
I fire up Stress and Bless the Mic the rest
Is hype I manifest the red stripe
I clock it like light
I type height to swipe gripe on the M.I.C.
I chalk up be
In the shock strut the shock G
With a lot of Weed I proceed
This Ganja read out like primo
All kids lean low who seen it before
It’s all over the War and War torn
Kids born into conflict
Drip the bomb sick is the mob get
I rob the Trip from you flip done crew
All I drew down was six rounds
Revolver that solve your problem there


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/14/23 11:27 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861792 - 12/15/23 12:33 AM (4 months, 21 days ago)

I like to dance
Martially enhanced or just influenced?
I can’t tell I ring like a bell
I hum and come with swerve that gun you heard?
I’m on a nerve
I like to smoke Herb and lit the first up
With word cuts that shoulder cut that tat and come back
With a sack
I write this rap chillin’ perhaps with the wilderness ill in defense
I fill in the incense smoke from the Reggae Store
On the corner with the sacks once more
I warned you
You born crew to do it
I run right through it
I’m nude and gun twitch flew in the 36 Chambers of Death
Like your last breath I hex
Make a flex with the wreck I collect respect
From every Globe Corner I gotta warn yah
I was born to tore in this mourning the losses with the pasta sauces
And awesome meats my whole fleet eats the porridge
We rip and roar for sure
Until we pure we flip that flew on a X and wreck necks in step with checks
I reflex wreck a track with so much Gold the track snapped

We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo
Shoot your Glock into a wet sock
We run the block
When it comes to pain
I still shoot one and aim
I rewrite the brain you came with
I’m a deranged trip
On the mic I flip
I sight on a blip radar skip the fader
With double blades I impale on
High dose mushrooms
In at high noon
No chance and you die soon
Suffering from bullet wound
Like in a cartoon I skid the room
I seen a spoon cooked shook yo look
In my book I don’t read that page
I act strange around the Grays
I got it of the ages to rock product
My mob duck around the block and shock
We need that top to seed the flock
Reread the talk is cheap
I bleed and indeed double up on Speed
I got this dream where I lean for cream
I suffered team rougher than I be in
I cement I got it to enter the adventure
I censor pour the blood War
I core with the torture
We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo
Blood and Pain
Are the Soldiers that remain in the name
The game is to aim and kill
Rifle until I cycle back all hype drew
Some caps on fools off the map with stacks
I got my shit black still intact
Seen the maximum with Sun the Gun
Amplified for the ride you can’t hide
Adrenaline rush that crush
I seen it hush your cement look and cook this bitch
I flip it like a coin on my wrist with the twitch
I seen it since I finished my blades in the shade
With no name I claim I got this rock this top switch
The dismiss claims of the flames
I in tight with insight exclaim I must have blade
Within range I try to rule the Sages
I turn pages back and rap about blades
That contact in the maze perhaps
Stains blood red
I seen a head burst for thirst
You could do your worst like you rehearsed
I service flourish on the cove with the gentle breeze
Sailing the Ocean Waves on some Potion
We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo
We been tortured yo


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/15/23 02:34 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861828 - 12/15/23 06:07 AM (4 months, 20 days ago)

Dark rooms
Lights at high noon
You die soon
With a spoon fed
In your bed dead I clock heads and tails
Without fail they always bail on it
It’s so wrong a trip I straight on lit after that get to me
I set myself free so I taste the Gold Cold
I sold some to a folded up one with a Gun in the Sun
I run on the hum for lung tore up the core lit on some more shit
I trip a tour slip into the floor with the poor
Mix in the tour with the list of pure exist as a skewered
Kebab I rob the job of the hobble wobbly walk that stalk
I caulk the grout seen without it steam I stream flow around
The breeze bound come straight now so cool like school
I tight in the pool of fuel yo they duel
I clock it soon ya’ll want to stock it but they blocked it
I’m on the block lit the topic so stop that I rock magic tricks
In the six I mix into the thin drew the ring new as thing flew
That’s how I learned my Gong Fu right this true
Off the Wind Blew it’s a sin to see again as the Gun Drew
This crew come to an end

I flow inside of a Trip that 9 clip Meth too lit
Coca does it you smoke enough sniff catch a riff
All drugs that make diamonds I’m in time step
I got Ganja Breath on Water I sorted through the fortress blew the gate
I got a castle skate no hassle wait I kick your asshole out the pass Go
Get paid and sprayed with the blades I write this raid the surgeon
I merge into two with the words in a bin I stick another flew in to dinner
I sinner for the beginner I shot a rim there you could fin to air it
I wear it and stare lit at the flair ignited right did it slide lifted minds with it
I tribal I tidal wave like brave I flipped a gravestone it’s the way I shown
Extra low in the key to see G like this P I strike 3
I’m out yo I been about Blow Cocaine sniff or Smoke Crack with
The black spot it’s a Trip!
No… It is I handle biz on Cocaine Wizard of the core with this score a sack
Come right back for more intact I match the satchel that got a batch full
People act like asshole pull the Fast Wool over the eyes with the demise
I shock this scribe on lock lift it live I thrive spit the Jive talk for Hawks
I walk a sawed off in the raw nuff?  I split a jaw bust that shit rough
I’m handcuffed I understand enough about guns to flow tons of drugs
All thugs on Meth plug in full effect with the rub rep in step with pep
And crept up Lift the Tech tucked under one arm alarm bells ring as I sing
I light the thing and ring so much I run rough in the cut I slow it up
WIth a dutch dipped in Sherm or some Reds ripped it turned into churn

It’s time to thumbprint
A thumbprint is 10 mg of LSD who isn’t with it can trip it!
I grip the tabs that cabbage that baggage handled I rock it vandalize
I hit the OZ of shrooms highs as wise I die 3 times for supply
I rock it shy Psychedelic talkin’ and you walkin’ I screech chalk in
I walk in closet soften the product?
What you got stuck offa buck!
I tuck one chain in my brain to flip in the drug game
I got it claim I stop the flames from bursting on Oxygen
Knock you out the socks there again I perfect 10
Service me the first bird and then
I light it lens to tight this with I sight a twist that right in crisp
I tight lipped about it crowd around it that 10 Pound shit
Of reefer I’m telling you I extract with ether come back and you see here
I bleacher seek the feature of the weaker I speak your rhyme creep up
From behind I leak defined mind in the sign some rock blind
I sniff a line of Cocaine
While I trip maintain the grip and rip it
The air some beware so you tear down aware the crown wear around
I scare the inbound flights all right I’m out of sight I rock light
I insight the riots on a diet don’t try it
But you can’t die smoking Spliff so I live it
You forgiven but just this once
You gotta rock the dunce hat and Gold with that impact in rap it’s a fact


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Edited by Solid Log (12/15/23 05:38 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861830 - 12/16/23 07:04 AM (4 months, 19 days ago)

I’ve got a gun that weighs a ton
From the Sun
I’ve got the Wu Tang thread I measure in red blood
I seen enough to know yo
I find for flows I like to showcase the Bass on the track
Fiends know it ain’t whack with Cannabis
Ganja bomb on one to stun gone from
The Mushroom
I bust true in the fluid
Each crew do it different
Different methods
I suggest you begin to win the medicine is to flip the script
On lift I trip
I got a grip of Cash all the time with the stash
One time
I run a rhyme down on a clown show
Spin around blow my nose
Like afros that’s just how it goes

Springy
With the root canal
Move Chi up and down and all around
As I circulate through the ground
I got pounds to smoke
Toke it Choke it Medicine wrote the book on ends
The mind develops with spend the time drive is the live
I thrive relax chill and all I arrive at until
I survive
Will it chill yo
Kill instill bro with the real
Flow heel toe
All bleed in this know
To recede is to glow
I grow and show my Cannabis flow I rinsed
With the ever since stone head and fist mend broken tends to be spoken of
I soak in the love like a glove rubber sponge
I got the tongue to stun
I gun up from up into my lungs
I cycle thugs back to recycle fact is I stack
Michael relax with the jacks I max intact with the real strap

Deep in the woods
You could find or grow the goods
Mushrooms, Buds planted guerrilla growers snap with the tracks
I fact find rewind the back come back sometime
Like crime I unwind at night on flights
I make the lights I bright
Sight seen can’t be undone
I got one gun two I run crew from
The stew of who hum
I stun anyone with flows that come with the roll I soul
I cold told that fold that up bold rap sold straps
I back in it to begin with the sing sets
The singer wets up a wing there with a Tech 9
Bet you let line I sign
The mind is a diamond I rewind the fifth for a Spliff
I get drift across the Water cost you an order
I sauce that distorted brews I choose like the fluid
I run right through it crisp
Blue with the wisp



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Edited by Solid Log (12/16/23 07:57 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861836 - 12/17/23 01:12 AM (4 months, 19 days ago)

I clean the ceiling
Bullet holes in the ceiling
All weapons revealed and unsealed with the peel
I steel
Microphone for real in the sector to check your
Hold down your lecture infect your sexual presence
Lens out the Veterans of set you then end this
Tremendous I bent enter the center they defenseless
I got so many guns I entrance straight up
Get your weight up or you get intense check like reflex
X off I step all along and ring the gong
Sing the song of the bong
I like that cat as psych long as mic lack the fact is I back in business
You witness this indifferent
I be the bent mention this and you peel a cent
Extra special kin with within I sight the fin to blow up
To show up on tracks to flow buck is black come intact
And coming right back on a sack

Catch that Earthy Fire incense
I blow up like each intense sentence structure puncture lung
I tongue for numb yo from the rung of the ladder
Come much fatter with data that matter
I scatter particle atomic across the Universe article
I hardly pull on these in the breeze and charged to full
As skis I guard the null and void rips the void
Brothers catch the boy in this Thai Stick incense flavor
Earthy Fire major flavor you seen danger
I chill ill type behavior I savor the taste that waste came from
The aim is the iron lung that major come back on tracks
The way it stung perhaps I flame that tongue
And get it rays of Sun the gun is AK-47
Hate it or love it where it from the subject
Just rub the rest as the chest beat intense heat fresh take a seat
I box the beat across the street seen the bleak I reach the feature
Presentation all thoughts called calculation
Calm and cool we take kids to school
Slip and shoot hoops I scoops up the itch in your skull the sensation
Peep this Ganja Nation

Scraping ground state
For pounds of product
Now skate
Inflate the balloon like in the room
I hit full the new one
On soon done in
I truck and I spin
They bit the dust
Man this raw is plush
I heat shit up
Break skate and beat up a truck
Need enough dope to cope
And flame with us
Dangerous to touch
Aim and I bust
I like this trust
The mic itch
I done dish
For the first to wish spinach
Green on the scene to finish
This diminish light bright
And I skid in quick
WIth ticks I tricks the flicks
Sick of the rich and trickery
I slip in see
I fit then free
To skip on Weed?
Never that breed
We need the L.B.s
I shock them Gs rock it
Essential to the hip hop shit


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/17/23 03:35 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861845 - 12/17/23 05:44 AM (4 months, 18 days ago)

Oh I want and need to get budded
Hit it up cutted I strut it
Stuff that buff like that nut trip
At once the from flip
I come with the Sun Set
Reflex rebreath the set fresh
With X mark dark and spark
In the park I master martial art
I’m partial to the car full
Of Gangster Skull
OG heads roll down on patrol
I license to mic this up twice and I roll
Dice twice as control over the heights
I ripe kick up ice and I dull
My blade in the shade with the frayed rope
Yes I cope with Gray Alien
Dish of soap slippery
They can’t get with me in the industry
My rhyme is too G
I sight of the light I tight in like Platinum Chain
Relax my brain relapse and I explain
The facts I blood stain
Society collapse why I maintain
I lit the flame see insight
Within right to exclaim
I busted maimed and dusted
The fools down the drain

I light switches up
Drain the cut of the shut cases
I displace the faith of Aces
Trip in the spaceship
Make the rain get heavy
Steady ever ready to deadly
Strike the mic steadily
My head it be
Far out
I shout and up to par how
I down to crown the sound
I found in town the loud
Pumping jams it’s who I am
I slam the track come back and crack
No slack with the track I max
I got the stacks I feed intact
Strapped across the map
I shot out dap
Lead the caps and seed perhaps
Traps that sacks cause
I lack raw?
Never that I saw so much I flush
Proceed to rush the bleed
They crushed hushed stunned
I gunned once the engine
Seed it ten men bleed it
Defeat it entrance
The best kept secret intense
You could feed it

Cigars smoked
Broken arms
Chosen charms Frozen
I toke in the spoken
Soak in
I soap up to dope cuts
Like these with cheese
I broke up
I know it’s what’s up to shut
The case to the taste
Of flavorless
I savor gets layered in the flesh
Never second best
I rain to arrest
Unchain the brains with the fresh
Raw as claw I remain and this draw
Weapon down crept on crown
Survival now it’s title bound
I round the corner saw the source of
The cut it up bloody tucked ones
I from the sum of the truck fat stung
I got the gun
I Sun up the from fact rung
As clack I sold a sack
Bold is fact controlled in rap
Hold that the gat is folded flat
I extoll the tax and max
Rap as trapped
Off the map I Soldier stat


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Edited by Solid Log (12/17/23 04:58 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861852 - 12/17/23 06:12 PM (4 months, 18 days ago)

I detect the flex on checks when I wreck
Second best means the next up
To bet shit that down with a Tech 9
Cut in the crime to line shut down the time
I been around
Painted red bloodshed
Mic this dead up
Yo head up they said struck that
Tucked gats with from straps
I seen the tax come with whack ones
I sack up stung that black but I rap it
I trap it Mac it to stack flip the clack fit
I sold some shit that Gold you Trip
Platinum
Never whack with one that Gun
Fiend in fact they cap a strung out map
I tactically maximally tax your fees
Raps these disease
Like tracks on skis
Factors feed the master
I hasta free the tracks up
You get slapped up and back down cut
The crap out with the raps out I shout
And scream like it seem like cream
But I triple beam with the gleam
Right rein the tight see as eye seen
It’s just for the team on scheme
Get it like it bled fit the Tech Trip ease in
The skeez when my steez is ten
I beam up the preindustrial edit
Credit the medic to flip heads with it

You can bet I smoke Crack
Take the red exit
That’s blood and I flex in the ton of drugs that thugs want to stunt with
I from the 6 and that’s list price
Roll the dice and I Ice up
WIth Ganja bomber I saw your mom duck there
In to thin air my enemies disappear
I slap their rear ends
Crack tends to help me reflect on my drug connect
I inject Crack with the X mark steps are dark
I park up in the arc a shark
For bloody stark on money harsh as Gun Heat
I from the Street that beat
I shot some meet up the product that’s rocked son
I blaze a ton with the ways that are numb
All flame has become straight Gun number one Sun
I like this to strike with I mic up a mix with the Ice in a Spliff
I satellite dish with the risk in frisk
I shot a hip spot the dip
Crack makes me flip with riches the twist in this mixes Trip
I’m sick but I steel in strut
You could feel in the cut the real but I keep one tucked
That’s how I peel once I see all they front
On Gun raps to the max I strung back with lung collapse on tax

Crack Cocaine drains the pockets
Not like LSD that you knock the socks off with
On a single blotter Trip I get lit
I seen it hit the demons release then
I can see cold men edge into the entrance
I send hits while peaking smoking Crack and bleeping out cuss words
From freaking buster asses with smirks
I got the Iron Shirt
You could bet I work hurt fools into dirt with my alarm chirp
I got a Steel Girder that work murder into further skirt
I burp up the cement stench like henchman
At high school freshman
I’m blessed and I don’t stress and I pass the test
I’m fresh
I just guess I check mark the box that means I arc
I’m smart and practice martial arts
I top the charts with darts I throw lit the toe ring
If one thing it’s that I flow and sing
I hinge off the binge
With LSD and Crack on the fringe I seek the minimally priced sheets of LSD
I used to smoke Trees with it but now my lungs bleed it’s a big difference
You could witness this every fix I get makes me Set to jet


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Edited by Solid Log (12/17/23 08:39 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861854 - 12/18/23 02:06 AM (4 months, 18 days ago)

We crushed the Product in the lab
Mafia cats that stash that max in the bag
I flow off tags
I master of the Mag I got the Arab
I flipped a cab
Seen a drag on a J
Anyway everyday every Sunday in Play flex you fade display
Techs by the Grenades
Slipped in blades
Mafia with the open lanes I shock them spray brains
Lock then to the top then I mock men and that’s back in the days
I lifted the Trip gifted with the sick As
These plays are for the made men
I stayed ten up in the lane spread
Dreadlocked
I fiend for chalk to rock cut saw the block come up on Scotch and Bark
That pistol I seen a fistful of bills
Relax kill intact with the stacks I will fiend for it to tax
Raps like that has to spray rays of Sun
Come from the Solar hum with the Gun fold yours
On World tours I lit them pours
Soldiers tore out the core
This means War because War is in store
I got the score off the floor with the flip the drawer as I pure

However you take it
You gotta make it
Naked like a Rapist with papers that flake it
No mistake wet the jet dry with the Sets in the eye
I flex until I die I rest
I get extra high and design the time is sweat
For rep I had the Mexican Connect
It all comes back as a square bet I sprayed a Tech
Laid to rest in this with the flex
They pull blades out and cut your shit up made out
With you the stock plummet past the summit
Guns I run it with a dumb hit
My lungs ripped I tripped and double dipped
They got command I can’t stand a punk ass
In the sand with the Gun on Grass I understand
I got a flask of the oil in a coil
Mean they spoil your whole team like a dream
It’s lightning I seen
Right there with the cream
Yo they shocked my spleen and rocked on my face straight out the make it
Or take it to break get hit mistake you lit
Extra Heavy bet you state make it great
I gotta hate way I traded late I’m bladed
I entertain with the laces shit sprayed a fifth on the plate

Cocaine lines disappeared up minds
Spine with the time I shot
Got the Pot and Meth walk back
They talking heads with Feds
Sought that
Rap a raw strap for fact
Caught black
I saw rap folded flat
More max up the trap
I stack bills with the chills
I need another drug to rap about that kills niggas
Triggers pulled isn’t difficult
I somersault and flipped the volt
With the jolt catch this colt here
Like spilled beer they revolt
Lit the torch
Skipped lessons on the porch
Called the morgue
They expect me and scored
Tech Key in the feeding frenzy
All dead heat complete they put lead in your seat
Get it dead meat who run the Streets
I rock a Gold score as eat up more reach
The store was at the least up from the morning heat
I torn them defeat


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Edited by Solid Log (12/18/23 03:20 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861855 - 12/18/23 03:58 AM (4 months, 17 days ago)

I Swiss cheesed
Lit the leads off drug feeds that sum needs to be done keys flipped
Heat ripped with some grease I ease into the skis
I done hit the run with that Sun check respect the bet that
Rep rap with except black I flex attack and maximum Sum
Like this I hum the type twitch I rung
I got drugs since a little kid I slid hit the bid up
Release the fisticuffs that head bust get rich in this stuff
The credible threat was lust after breakfast with the Xmas gift
Left them Tripped the exit I stress death with the heat grip in the seat
Beat eat to tenderize in the eyes I seen fly as high guys with dyes
I bind into the time I little lines of the fiddle plays 9s
I riddle that and seen Jack mean the facts kid
I spastic slid across the rap shit spread
Half dead with the latch lifted edit the credit is medical
The threat you pull off exceptional saw you left with the skull
My testicles full I set you to dull up like sure enough doughnuts
I blown up in the cut with the torn up roll in this like business
Lift kids with the disrespect I infect dirty heads that’s bed
Relax the feds dread that
Instead of rap I medically black fed facts

Back to the Cannabis
Drank a Bud Light and manage Sets that check that
We rep like that
I jet black in the hatchback
I rented a flat in the backwoods to grow my goods
Like this sugar I foot the bill a Dollar Bill and some Killer Green
Purple might seem what you mean you don’t beam?
I light the Cream up my team rough on stuff
I shut the front up the back way with the blades I got it made
Ray of Sun and the shade I shades of Gray
Lit it and hit it a lot
I like to smoke Pot I know it got shot at and blow it up the nose
I propose flows of Ganja Grows
I wiggle my toes lit the bros up
So soul in the cut that means what?
I seen a lot of heads duck and murder plucked
I rushed
From the joint on point call it Spliff anoint
I flipped the point on the pencil releases tension with a head full of THC
Cannabinoid dream with the scheme
I plot to smoke a lot of Pot

I talk with my hands
I command that I stand with God
I license to do the job
And I stumble onto crumbling Crack Rock
I got a sack make another notch in my Gold Watch
I cycle off the hype pull up a hit and quit
Just relax and chill fit the bill that’s it yo
WIth the wind blowing I’m all knowing all seeing
I liken this to the Christ Presence within me
My beans is fiends for they own Genes like this means
Dreams come true when I sack up Blue you gotta act up
With the Crack struck the map off the way I soft
My hands speak
Each day of the week I seek drugs
Licensed thugs on meth but I seek the Psychedelic Crack like that bet
I get it in the Step with the X Mark I park one up
With the gun up numb up
I run into truck and stuck the driver I get liver
I thrive your jive gets cancelled by my tribe
Who all they does was smoke Crack Black Spot across the shot
I smoked a lot of Pot and Meth and now Crack is next


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Edited by Solid Log (12/18/23 04:05 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861858 - 12/18/23 05:43 PM (4 months, 17 days ago)

I’ve got the shot out the Pot struck straw down
Lit this Trip with the gift I got I roll and rock
Fiend to shock crowds walk around Downtown
Pumping sounds through my headphones
I’m Psychedelic hit up telephones to connect with
I Set I wreck hits up the cut from which style won
I like this Gun I mic up tricks become
Like they spun they get the heads rung as I come from
The Wu and I unglue stuck you true as one two combo
I manifest the bomb slow while you protest against War thought so
My hold explode on the mode of operation back at the station
Relation with the train slid to a stop pull up popped
Shocked the top with the Pot I spread this not kidding
I’m ridding bullets into fitting the fullest when I pull triggers
I much bigger than the figure 8 I just break a fool and take his jewels
I rival schools of Gong Fu
Blue as I come through
My style grew as I compiled the files down into file I’m in Town
I wear the Crown

The Shaolin Masters underwent drastic training practices
They back lighting Spliffs up to Trip up with the Shaolin skill until
Killing became regular
It was the intent that went with the red cent spent
On adventures Shaolin Masters testing they skill for real
This one Master drilled a kid into the ground with a thumping sound
He was pumping it out loud
The onlooking crowd gasped as he kicked that ass
Some think Shaolin was in the past but the future is Shaolin School too stir
Up the cauldron all involved in the training solved the riddle explaining
Why we maintain in the martial arts take part in off the charts skill
Manifest still until the meditation takes you to the manifestation
Of Peace and Tranquility plus the ability to fuck people up

All With Water Whiplash
Trippin’ off the stash natural
My drugs multiply this and Y it’s
For the practice of Mind Fist
I design exist recline down the list
Gang signs divided times square
You don’t dare fuck with Wu Tang
I bring the stang and drop slang
Contain the lanes express defame
Make a mess with blood stain
All like this entertain like psychic
My rhymes kick
Master with the tactics get a grip
Don’t let a weapon slip
On a Trip I drip fully
Operational with the skully full of brains
Indulge in the name of the Ace of Spaces
Methamphetamine locks down with the top crowned
I seen a stock rise now and all eyes size me up
So I split like a truck lift the load
Explode on the fold for the cold World
All this means is I’m a Genius
And you need this Gong Fu twist
With Trips on Water I’m Lit
Flow with the same riff
On mics I mix styles while I soul control


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/18/23 09:01 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861867 - 12/18/23 11:46 PM (4 months, 17 days ago)

I made the legendary staff technique
Each method reek of seconds ago I smoked Weed
I top flight with the lighted lantern
I’m champion of the form that torn
Worn through I was born to drew down
All type to write this with insight clip the difference
Is I right quick to hype on a 9 when I recline on 8 Ball
I’m way taller than a Baller but I respect Balls and all
Especially Black the call was intact for strapped that max
I got type of sacks that don’t last I smoke them up so fast
I relight Grass when I ignite in flight my staff technique bright
On insight flights taken shaken up the fake and I break
Take in the pace of how I skate I make it great again
I got the shake past ten relax when it’s midnight
It’s alright to see keen with insight I beam
It’s like a dream I got don’t wanna get shot so I shock
Crowds that down to sound out loud and star bound
I like this pump it till the money get wet with some threat
Of murder
As I wander further with my staff I smoke down to ash
I always smoke Grass and munch Mushrooms
It’s a custom where I come from to love some art
Off the chart with my heart I throw darts poison

The rule of thumb is to count drugs by the ton
A megaton bomb explodes lights up dawn
The dusty roads of the country is something to see
I light up Trees so I tight need these kilos
I peel slow I’m real old for my age a wise sage
I turn the page on your book engage in combat
As you just brought the bomb back
Like a Tomcat my mom’s stash is in the drawer for cure
I lure all my friends into the ends
My Ganja smoking den I intend to spark whenever
I’m clever with the lever I adjust sever head off
I’m the boss of the toss I got the gloss and sauce
Straight awesome
I bent a law some fractured awe with the scattered
I battered up a strap you cut black with the fiend intact
Like G rap

A mountain recluse
Who reads Buddhist Sutras
And practices Tai Chi
I light myself up
I put everything on the shelf
I have no need for anything but Chi
I manage this energy
I like to make fluffy clouds
I circulate now I skate
I baked
Got the date lated
I faded out the crowds in town
Now
I am a master how I plan it
To leave the planet into orbit
I absorb it the more I hit
The more I lit
I chill in the wilderness
Drink from mountain streams
And pick wild berries
And roots and such as seeds
And grains and leaves
I live in caves
And meditate
I escape the brutality
Of the American Nationality
And how Shaolin be
I plant Trees
And try to forget the disease
Work through my history
With a fist as the core I’ve seen War


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/19/23 04:11 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #861870 - 12/19/23 06:31 AM (4 months, 16 days ago)

I run a smooth current
Glow
I wish I could connect back up
Intense practice
Nothing can match with the black sticks
And white grips
I tight up the flight
I insight to see the light
Gun fights erupt
Just as I ducked I had luck
The fool got shot in school
It’s like that where I grew up
Los Angeles
Land of the Bloods and Crips

We got the heaters in the stash
Don’t mean to make Cash
But I got to ash one
I relax rung last time I Sun up
With this one up all I see is the snake tongue
They flake from this bake a cake to escape
I take it the break down and late around
The way I found yo
I got it flow auto
I thought so
You lost your glow and I shot you off the row
Everyone toe up with no flow
Cause they didn’t blow up
You can’t grow up
And that’s sho nuff
I roll cuts that struck
I light a buck up
To shut the case in the face
I tripped the whole place
And left all the Dragons Laced

I need it rinsed
Ever since
I been behemoth of the genius
The fetus slept in kept closed warm
Drawer got the keys
I score with was like breeze
I’m from the streets
Got a G pack
Smoke it up flat nothing like that
Get the gat back
With the sack black
I fiend intact like Weed Whack
I seed facts that tactic
I maximize the eyeball to sign call
Diamond install in the blind
And they all fall

The Illuminated Swordspeople
Of the sequel to the feeble
We seen the red white chains from hell
I rebel against the metal it takes
Kettle boil to Ace to fed all the kids in Gaza displaced
I took a taste of the defaced lit the case take it
To copy make it or break it
No need to fake it
It’s a mistake to itch and scratch
Like a bad batch they all catch and do damage
Ran rampage up the camp that amplify Sages
Vampires like slaves that lamp
I seen the stamp and sign on dotted line
Everyone Martial can recline
Now it’s time I spot the blind
With the new design on wax on shine
They copy but no spine
I gotcha heat and sight to see it’s a Chi
Manifestation across all the World’s Nations


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (12/19/23 07:41 AM)

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