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OnlineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864301 - 02/05/24 07:34 AM (5 months, 5 days ago)

We get it live
All off the guns thrive
Like no jive
I ripped it
Tipped it into skip tricks
Trips we light up thick like lipstick
I mix with the flipped shit
I dip in to the crew
So flew off the brew as new
Do it
Yo through it and get down to it
I screw it into like bullets from a pistol
I hip hop pull a Gun rip crews
All nip them in their tools
On the mic MCs drool
I got the cool I pool up
I rule up
The fuel cut as want to game in this punt
What you want is stunt
Release the front and back
As seen it sacked up to rap cuts
I track as black cut the rap shut
I spill the max with what I got that
In a fat cat with top hat
We got the gats
And flip tracks
Means we intact across the map
We been black and stack cream
Lightning strikes across the scene
I dream of the hype Wings
And I just might sing the chorus
In the forest then

I grabbed my roach clip
All planes approach as I lift
Smoke a Spliff down to ash
Called Cash
We sold it Fast
As bold as task
Molded flask of oil
Royal
With the coil serpent in
Work it to win just begin
We MC as Trees freeze
Light in the breeze
We light the right up the tight cut
As the fiends shut as beam bust that
Crack Cocaine all layed out in the flats
The slums the ghettos
All lead froze in midair rose
The dead air I set to stare
At you let crew wet on brews
The lead flew
All over now we talkin’ Soldier
I cold core as roll War
Clocked it more as stock soar
Like Sativa smoke I light it up
Dope
I in sight with cuts broke the cut
Wrote this duck down
And they bust rounds
As they tuck one now as bust one
How the hell we get here?
We steer clear of the peer pressure
All let it get to the head
As extra measure fed
We don’t need hot lead
Instead
We clock already dead
As blocks turn red

We got speed lock

All heat on the block
I seen a fool 8 step as he walk
I get 8 steps and Hawk
Shock the slow jams like romance
Lit the chance up
To advance up
Yo!  Throw your hands up
Where the bullet lands I pull it
Back and POP!
That shot did stop the War as core
So I flipped it on tour to rip it more
I pour liquid rhymes as winds wind up
In the signed as such
I crush to dust as release the flush
With the dust I smoke bust
Choke on the Coke smoke
I show flows as ripped in rows
The toes curl
All World turned
Burned into the urn of ashes
I’m a Pothead who masks this
Top spread with lead flashes out the dashes
Who mashes to cuts and blasts this?
I fast Trip the last hit was thick in the biz
I seen the kids making ends
Making mends as they bent
On the Street they compete complete
That’s Street beat
Off the concrete as they talk sweet
I seen a freak who speak Mafia slang
All crews bang and hang with the range
Out the language brandish Gats
And dank roll the Script as I sip stank Potion
And grip the microphone


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/05/24 11:18 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864316 - 02/05/24 01:00 PM (5 months, 4 days ago)

The result was at fault
I scream like an adult
Everyone Sets and bets wet
I rep my Set I treasure of the Western Hemisphere
I blend it tear down the Set
As I wet I don’t Set I let it flex
I Set on bet that rep
The left end wet when my Tech spread
Lead out to dot
I flow from Pot and Meth
Clock the rest as I sex
I hex on the blessed
Mess of religion that decision was the death
I slept on saw a vision of the Virgin
All surgeons got word in to Bird Men
Burning in the ends as turn in the friends
I lent a cent to the spend it for rent
I slept a wink as I think I brink of it
Chain link on this ring crew Fist
They lead drew as they pissed
And bleed through I exist as Corporate
Entity all spread it’s G
I tentacle ski the ends will pull
All fully auto
Slaughter in the Water I shot slow
I caught flow as sought after
Master hasta come up for air as bare
I let the snare drum hum
Realize we ain’t done so I Sun
Buns burned on the one word
My Bird is 3rd place Ace the face of taste
Crews are disgraced

We pipe Crack Cocaine and LSD
All Trees lit up
The combo makes the bomb slow
We Trip control the whip
In Platinum
All the fact as fraction
Run traction back as capped Sun
Relax hum
The spastic come with the Grass lit
I Fast to split the hit
I mix up the twist
We rule quick as pistol duel
Hit the fool with the kick in the stool
I flip the rule as school with the fuel
All 2s will cease to exist as Cash Crease
The Grease with the lick the Beast
All deceased heads out there beam bare
Around tear down the walls as Weed in the air
I fair to flare as the DARE Program
My show slam and I don’t jam the man up
I rip the BLAMS up so can up
I can truck past the buck
I ran luck as a plan but I scan the land
For the cut as they front on what you want
I seen it sunk
I got some junk I funk I lit the dunk
In the Water caught that sort of offer
I court the coffers I law as roster
All turn as burn it cost yah
I’ll implement the plan as proper
With the Mac 10 that shot yah then
I caught off the bends as Crack ends
With LSD mends cycle the Trees in as Greenery


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/05/24 06:18 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864345 - 02/06/24 03:21 PM (5 months, 3 days ago)

A lot of crews never copped weight
I seen it 8
Up the face was truck as laced
Duck that in the place to touch that
Rough tracks until you wax and stuck black
Fiend impact off the sack
I must have
I buster crab
Trust I dab and stab
With the prefab house
A mouse ate my nuts as cuts
Strut that across the map
Tough cat with the rough
And trust that they bust with what’s
Done clap to the beat
On the Street you could see it sweet
Like Water I court Order to sort through
As sport drew the mortuary crew
Like something brand shiny and new
A lot of MCs grew Ganja
On top with the Pot as POP!
Ruptured the spot I like to flow hot
I seen a fool shot
I got shot too as blue in the fuel
I do it to list flew as the flying fist
I like this rock the Spliff and a lot of wax

Run back and forth
As torch his scorch on the porch
Lit it forth to split it core
Written is the lore that get in the stick then up the duck as quicken
Luck was gettin’ unstuck in the chuck for flux as rupture
Puncture tons of score for bird as War to floor
I slid it more then tore off the sauce the boss had on his dad
About to eat him mad as white sheet tan
Under the Sun
Number one has it done as they come
For fun I soar on the stun and with that Trip that flip that switch back
Hit max with the stacks as raps Gun
I cool cold tax with the hacks as that acts up
Rap and stack shut as they back but I click clack in the cut
As slack stunt is from on want that
Born as rough rap
With the toe tap
Control as gold as an old man with a Rolex
I fold X off the cortex as more Sets represent
Bent that entrance sent back with the when it cap happenstance
Lift on the chance to dance throw up the hands


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/06/24 09:02 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864377 - 02/07/24 01:33 AM (5 months, 3 days ago)

We got the OG Hindu Chronic Indo Sacks
We got a big batch from the grow
And now we moving slow mo
We lit it roll
Crisp on the cold Fist hold the baggie as I tag heat on the Street
It’s like that and done scrap yard hard
Barred from the card carrying
Burying my heat in the Street
I smoke the Indo and you can’t compete
My track meet sets off with the pistol cough in the air
As I light it player yo just stay there
We bout to bare naked some stems
Break up the Herb intend to roll Js
However we smoke it plays into the tokage
That slays
I abolished slavery and blades light this made for G
I burn a Tree fantastically
I back you key in
But we Speed in the seeds of the Green House Seed Company
Be pumping money up front to catch the cut
Yo that’s all we gotta show
What’s up with that flow
That Prohibition has got to go
We want all the kids toe up on Indo Buds

I don’t crank any more
I hit the tour up
To lure up
The 3rd duck
That’s murder pluck
As curve in the cut
As service tucked
Like word up but
You heard this Bird in
I’m a surgeon
I turn into the Hebrew
Ski slam all lead true
As bleed blue
I feed crew 
All seed drew
A plead through the trial
The 5th
I rock a while with a spliff
I tight in the grip
I sight crew as two into the Trip
I might glue up
To blew up
All the new in the cut
That’s Jewish
I through to it
With the ruined
Brain in the tight lane
All MCs come came
I light the flame
Murder was the name
The aim for the claim
Might this light this maim
Into tight twist up Js
I light them flames ignite
Will I polite
I Gun right up so might
Dice up twice with the flight
I adjusted bite that
Rusted right back
As I Gun stack

I need brews
Big kegs of Beer as I steer through the lit tools
Light it and I Fuse
I lit the Water school is in session Step into the wet then
I got the extra strength but I need the brews drank
Crews often abuse the fluid in to it
I just do it
Come down to who hits
The noose is in the dank Ganja new in the ranks
We caught a shank and bank
Lit the ranch offa branch the product
Saw off it to topic cost it the sauce fit
Crews at a loss to get into the Rap Game screw a rap into the cap came
This map named after the famous
Aim hits you then sticks to the flame drew as lit brews I need that
Plus sum the Weed fat Js
I light the Sun Rays for Days
Into Liquid Crystal Displays
I might hit Grade A
Fiend for the way I stay Gray into the fade out
My rhymes I came out with the times that name down the Crown
All tight with round the flights
I strike out types at bat who ass wipe the trap in the styles of height
While I bust a pipe


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/07/24 04:21 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864387 - 02/07/24 05:42 PM (5 months, 2 days ago)

Pyrex
A wide flex
Takes the techs
Off bottlenecks
Each half step
As death crept back
Into black that’s jet black
Seen the fiends stat
As release flat with a Gat
I got the caps
Stats maps and jacks to tic tac
Light the rap
As off the map
Twisted cold cast as lifted
I could use a Ganja Spliff
And a Mushroom Trip
Get the hit that takes you twist
The cape at the nape of the neck
And cap reflex as bat hex the steps
I call next I rap and drench
With the liquid
I quick to skip it
Dip it into the brew and slip it
Into your whole crew
As I mix it
Into the fix a flicked bic
I got the hits that’s it
Martially fit I get it
To wet it back spread it
Caps that’s leaded
Traps that beheaded you max
The dreaded fed it
Several bled it
Until the Head Trip
I mic up the 6 and twist
I never missed
Hand over Fist make the cash
And split to make a dash
With no risk I flip your Cap

We straight up and down concrete
Run the Street to a Drum Beat
Life repeated
Saw it seated
Heated up the spot and dot shot the white sheeted
I eat up the stuff that got you tucked in
As such when I rifle men like Guns and sums they spend
I kinda tend to relax when I chill on dope tracks
It’s hard to recharge a synapse
After overdose leave you comatose
Your bones are broke
I smoke up to choke up
Toke the Buds I Vote for in hope to stoke more
As the Stone Age War
My phone pays and I’m prone hit the floor
In pathways as sun rays hit the blaze
A Soldier fades into shades of Gray
I was made to smoke Hay I relay
All tracks I come back on I kick your ass gone
You ain’t Tripped yet?
That’s no bet I seen the Gun threat as hum Tech
Escape the flex as Rolex I hold next place in Space
To hit the Ace up my shit stays shut
Until I replay the cut
Strut and make haste not waste with your face it breaks
From the taste of Baseball Bats
As I roll through the Stats

We ride
On the reservoir side
Collect nines and step to rep with the check that
Cat in a hat that strapped
Release the Gat and fin to max that wax off
Wax on as I drop a bomb
I stay calm when the heat’s poured on
I like this Vietnam Vet I know so I flow
I undertow drug under the show I know no other
I’m the Soul Brother
Who lover rubber pieces and torn deceased in
The tracks that come back
Never whack I hijack
The plane all the same high in the sky catchin’ brain
I’m so fly
I’m the guy who remains after blood stains and dope in the veins
Toke and this explains how I wrote
I dope in soakin’
Cope with broken pipes and spoken hype on the track
Comin’ back with def raps
Just like that


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/07/24 09:48 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864391 - 02/07/24 10:17 PM (5 months, 2 days ago)

I’m responsible for all the heat on the Street
You stompable complete withdrawal all you gone
I write a song that flow on
Like I’m so
I say so long
I go wrong at the wrong turn and burn a clockwork
I shock jerk around the step in the rep
I seen it infect
Catch a check
Wreck reflex like Sets that bet up the death stuck in head pluck
Motherfuckin’ lead stuck in my shit since I hit
I rhyme a fit over tracks that mix the match and batch
With the flash off I rap slow and soft glow with soft
I hype off show you how Ice is
I mic up for tricks to roll dice on six ends
In deep ends the heat mends the beat sends
Freaks down for weeks to speak of the creep on the Street
I mic this to complete strike you out
Ripe no doubt
I scream and shout over route
Then you knocked out
My style flow for miles
With wild in the Street compiled
All of this child children get killed in
The gang slang drilled in
The cranium

I killed it with the Hay
Crush Groove as something smooth and soft Dragon Cloth
Write off the gun tossed
I lost not
I gained and strike the brain or spine
My mind I dot on the line exit the crime
For flex and it’s past time I connect with rock Sets back bled cats
In the head for stats as medical acts the credible
You fed and pulled up to full up
Dull cut the nothing nut like something once
As fronts all of this stunts
Call it ball back
I seen and act like react on the track to float around black
At the gravity the bag in the kids for free flows
All heel toes I feel for real to peel blows off
Like gunshots you get popped
When I drop a spot on the clockwork
As shot jerks your head till you dead
I relax on bread and fed the Federals
I said it then edit the credit goes to the dead dope smoke Cocaine
All light in the chain that’s alright
I take flight and catch brain
Swimming in the rain

Catch his heat in the Street
From the beat hum one yo take a seat
As I sum one up for your
Write this bright and brand new
I just ignited with a twist
Of the Silat and Escrima
I dream of a cream of the crop
To top the list all top flight
While in sight to exist
I exist just right as at night I risk
Walkin’ around and fights hit the ground
I cycle through the pounds like a rifle
I might pull back one and Sun shine
I done blinded mine with the rhyme
The crimes you commit was it for me
I like this grab like a Tree
The license I flipped you twice and
Take a slice and jam
Relight the man you are as a star
I want to see you on par
Martially hard with a guard
That strips the Yard of the tarnish
For violence in silence I style crept
Up while I jet to reflex
Clock your neck and spot stretch
I top sweat on the lock bet
I got reputation
As the greatest in the Nation


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/09/24 02:07 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864459 - 02/09/24 10:03 PM (5 months, 14 hours ago)

It’s Gun contact
Off the bomb raps
Smoking crack commence to strong arm max
I got the tacks a box of Macs
And a soft hat
That keep my head warm as I brainstorm
I hit the Bay of California
I been torn in two by crews that drew
With N!@@as With Attitudes
I back hand fools
Spank them with tools
Got the Gang and slang that hit up crews
With foul language we fuse
Into the news slips the Blues
I rang the tunes
On my instrument while your stuck plummet
My drew Gun Hit the stomach
I done it we run it
Just like that Soldier from it
The Strap pulled clack your World
Is Rocked just like the Gun Talk yo
We sum it till the Sun hit up
We blaze in Sun Rays for days
Psilocybin it’s the new drug craze
To amaze bullet strays
Sprayed all over the place
You catch one in the face and distaste
To violence laced sexual silence
My mind style hit in blindness
I get behind this

A high wire act
Hit it fire black as desire caps
The sacks with the clash with cash
I black listed task Tripped it
Blast out with the lift
Seen a bitch switch on
The rich gone bang a gong
Like this wrong to cycle I ride a bicycle
I might pull up a head and bullets fed
I seen in sights bled defeat in fights
Instead I red zone the bone I smoke
Lights me up no joke
I hit it ropes Platinum with the fat one of Gold
Diamond Pendant is my stone
All alone I get high and let them fly
I seek a 9
Creep from behind to sweep you Gun Blind your weak crew
Your crew see through I leak drew my shit
And each kid gets hit
The sequel is the teach you to pull easiest as bullshit to kick it with the mix
In tight fix lights lights like Christmas
Tennis rackets fiend to jack it sack it up maximum

I sparked one
Hit with the Gun
Toss it and run
For some fun I run up on hos they realize my shit grows like penis
Between us is the gleam Gold Lust
Bikini Bust as I fiend to thrust
I reduce crews to dust
Through as trust that blew one
All blew up a ton
Everyone strapped Son
I relax with a gun and tax for the sum
I chill and black with the numb
Coca
I hit a toke and flipped the kinfolk
I rip a joke up like Crack Coke with no cut
I broke up your nose and wrote it
I floated past the exit my left hit the flex Trip
You jealous
Of how I bell this
I relish and melt shit
I’m intelligent cause I got the Gun that’s not irrelevant
I get the Hell to Raise and craze I clock a Hell of a grip
Of Cash sip the stash
I fiend to outlast as I see outstretched hands grasp
I got the Tools Pulled Fast
Recycle my trash
I make a Dash and blast cannons
Sang the national gangster anthem


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/09/24 10:53 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864462 - 02/10/24 12:15 AM (5 months, 12 hours ago)

The best flex
With a War Chest
Receive the stress with kids fresh in combat conscript
Relax the bomb Tripped off the calm slid
Into the abyss
I could hear snakes hiss and fiend to take risks I shake
Hit it bake
Make the bacon to placate the vacation I’m on
Strike up a song when I hit the Bong
Prolonged Ganja smoke
I get almost all crews broke
I flipped to wrote the ticket to kick it with
I stick to my Trip and lifted rip the grip gifted slipped it into you
All your crew true what you gonna do?
I got Gold and I know Gong Fu plus my Gun I drew
I like this Bird flew in the priceless
Ice lift up with the twist I took a risk
Frisked that cat to kick back with flip flaps
Mean on Ganja sacks with Green I lean on
So dream on before you beam on
I release the drawn weapon to kept it in check I flex murder
Sets respect me all I collect G
I shock it contextually I represent the Cream
All like this I hype twitch up a mic stitch
Straight up Methamphetamine

Growing
With the Water Connect
I’m flipped biscuit floating
All rewrote in the coating Dope choking on the Ganja Smoke you fiend for tokes
Get it broke when I’m open
Shock you show in your crew how to do that
I fuck up raps with dead
Hats lead me to forensically examine
It’s how I be slammin’
I got the BLAM!
And I Sun Tan I’m the man I hit it scan the difference is the bids I slid
I hit it twist mix did that shit to Trip
I fix up one for a fool who got none
Rewrite a clockwork son
I got the Gun
I have so much fun shooting mine off
My mind stalks and branches
It’s your chance hit the glance it
Off the rank I shank up a man skipped the bitch hit it with it and got tickets
To front row show I got the flow yo
I just blow up
Till everyone toe up
I Rolex in the cut
Stress that nut
I call it shut
So what you want?

Two one O
I robbed a convenience store
Armed I got the shit and hatred for no one for no Gun
I got the funds to release Meth industry Streets of Death
Recite that bled back and rap
I max in tight relax swift the cut is ill
I release and kill at peace at will
I white sheet it instill in the height I beat it
Reseeded the fleet with the creep
I shot shit sweet and meat the easiest thing to eat on the Street
I shock it until you drop it likes it hot
Get me my Ganja and Glocks
Too much fucking Meth talk
As I said I stalk deadhead the flock I rocked up
I stock tuck one and all the Funds Sun something hum
I feel the vibes
Release the tribe is steel when they wield this weapon
Ain’t no half steppin’ I get credit to edit past the reprehension
I seek a death sentence like all reflex
I bleed text what you need next is in Sets I met with the blades text crazed
With flex in Sun Rays
I light it for days
To heights Trip in the maze
I found a few ways out


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/10/24 01:10 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864464 - 02/10/24 02:16 AM (5 months, 10 hours ago)

I’m Glowing
With the Haze smoke toke to stroll through your crew’s use of Guns
I got the stun Set I extra heavy credit the message to flex with
I get from a bitch I switch up on
Recite my popcorn lyrics till stocks born
I got a Glock sure nuff
I stock a rock cradle able bodied stable flag cable in the bag
I got the stab prefab I write crabs
I bite slabs I might grab a tight grip around the stick and hit
Mix in the sticks with tricks and hicks who make mob flicks
I rob itch and sick with it
I’m different I crispy twist be the behemoth I gleam with the stress Trips
All pay heed to the list I recede as I breed Guns
Recite like tons of lungs tight with the slightest edge on the hedge
I knucklehead fled the sucker bled out
Release the red route yo someone scream and shout
I fin amount to count true as a fountain blew Water
Caught your off the sort of I court drew the retort

I chill in mortuary scary glare beware of me
I carefree I dare you to see me on the Street I wipe you off defeat
Tight and I’m the boss take a seat
Rewrite the cross I score more as War cost a lot
I Soldier shot in the back as they stab with
I ran Trip and land on my dick for a quick fix
Magic Tricks

Battle rhymes
Receive the dead and I’m
Fed the Federal times that head’ll pull blind shut eyes
The credit went to the fully
So I full heat up as wool in the core before more came
I’m down the drain with the slain in the rap game
Any way in I’m sprayin’ raining down bullets with full clips
I pull shit back and stack got Ganja Blackheads I’m sack fed
As a little kid I did that as hidden tracks on albums sell stacks
And count cash
I heat rash
Recede the blast on blast furnace Fast as you learned this
I squirm like worm I’m vermin turned hits
To spread the Feds black the head crack
Receive a fat sack of Crack Cocaine
Like a Kilo so I could peel slow Magic Dragon
In the flag with the bag in the tag mark on the jab
Punches for lunch eat up hunch
Got the greased monkey I’m funky
I punk heat dunk G
I sung the Humpty dance and run Streets
Advanced in martial arts no chance you got
I dotted on Pot plotted to rock up spotted
I got a Glock I shock top with the stock Trip Plus
I overdose with the close edge
I give credit to the Psilocybin I’m live in the jam with the slam

We hooked on Pot
Sold a dot to spot the product tops as conduct obstruct
The bomb tucked as mom cluck
I seen a fuck with a muck to press up and mess up
The scene I set up don’t let up
Yo catch a sweat up to head duck
Your confessed slut that head but I lead bust them dead
Trust that as Gun rap seen as fiend intact to Speed Strap
Meth in this Gun Contact as the caps come back spun
I relax on numb as my Gun is tons of fun
I release buns toasted Guns ghosted for the most kid
I split it toes slid in to coat the deadly venoms
I seen and send em in blended skid they tended to spread
All heat rang out you dead as Feds medical
I pull the head up and fully bust
The wool heat to dust do a hundred pull-ups and trust
The fullest with no bullshit
I speed a full clip as dusted six in the wool Trip
All heat did mix with the Spliffs I’m smokin’ on some shit
Tokin’ then I quit
Racket like the US Open twist on the spoken no jokin’


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    #864475 - 02/10/24 09:50 AM (5 months, 2 hours ago)

Canabis Reefer
Stank Spliff your teacher sank with the Trip off beaker synthetic
I credit the edited
Spread that back and slid right in
Like the next of kin I best with recipe that set them bleed through skin
Recede into Weed as I tuck the bust that indeed
Muskrat like bust back as dusted with the seed
I got the breed I trust that as slip in lust tack
Cream that must have
I reach and stab the lab prefab with the heat grab
As each had the seat of the pants greet to crab
I mean in this eat up can I deplete as each one eat that shit up as teach
Bad I mock the glad I rag the stang with rang
I got the gang as hang with the flames up the sides and ride
No need to hide we denied exit to flex it check heat declined
I signed the beat for the Street I got shit to beat
I run back you too sweet as I touch tracks with the skis
I bleed in cheese
Back to the Weed
Our shit got no seed
We smoke it yes indeed we toke all day and night like God’s Creed
We knock off the top off as the clockwork and talk read
The AK locked you need to take stock of all you need
Plus everyone needs a Glock

Blood in the Bass I waste Eye
Come taste a High I got solid rock
I shock on top with the hop hip
Talk a Glock exit then follow lit lex extra hollow tip
Write a rhyme drip as bust I’m in the top notch like slip
I Bust at You rap crews flew into the do that
School scratch as new math release the drew back and cap
Slew that as fuel tack the duel with pistol cool as exist crew
Who dissed you need a missile to wish full
I hit with the skull on this missed you’ll I the wrist pull up a fist
I dissed your crew as list
Gone through the crisp
As done exist they Gun Clips expert that sex jerk
All off the flex hurt as text burst
And network I said first that doo doo squirt
Peep the rest hurt
And work in a fly shirt

Dragon tattoos and Crowns
We lit rounds on the ground
That sound like scrounge as acts pound to dust
Bust back as town you get bust back in
I rap venom to entrance feed the sentence
I left with wrench fit the stench hit
I extra clip as entrance you flip like rent list
The fence exist as head Trip
Feed the 6 and split

We be wipin’ hits off the smorgasborg
Hit it tour that listed crew was Tripped
Hit it the sentence whence this
Left the letter better than realize your sweater makes you live
I jive hit up the strive to get knives impaled
In jail you fail
That’s why I bail on your ass
I smoke Grass and hit the class up
The last one to buck with no gun tucked
We be the righteous hits with lead pipes in this
Microphone bones I smoke to exist in the stone age as front page
We tour through the age as a great sage replayed all over days of Soldier
Gray Aliens on your roller
We control your fold up to hold Guns but I Royal cut the foil off
I broil soft and steady under the head heat bed sheets
Busted complete rapist and thrust with nuts escapist
I got the papers to feed for taper that hit off you lost
And evaporate into vapor
I chill and say later


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    #864490 - 02/10/24 07:16 PM (4 months, 30 days ago)

I didn’t fight at all to take the block
Fully in awe of me
Raw with G
I cycle for free the type to bust out smoke the Weed
I got that and stop gap with top hat
I spin a mock battle as rattle
Hat you’ll cop like side saddle I Glock
Rock this fat you’ll be on blocks as chalk screech
I top each as cop the beast
I’m tops in the East I flock like deceased
Birds word up
I murder
Any curtain closer like Soldier
I hit it bolder
I fold your shit up
You violent and I don’t give a fuck
You stay silent
As I wile in it spin it hit the difference and spit it
I lit up Trip as fitted the type fully knitted up
Bricks a buck fifty plus
I cuss nifty on the Street with heat
Come with me and see how the cycle repeat
I got to eat
Why I top rank and sank your fleet
To the beat I got this freeze
Drop to your knees you fucking skeez
I light up Trees cause you need that shit
Here Soldier take a hit

Lock down
Pop rounds into Hawks Crown
The stock bound upwards trend as end
So suck yours on all fours while you bend over
I wish this to tour fold yours as core to four four
I rip and roar mix it in more to the door
You get thrown out on your ass for cuttin’ class
I seen a Fast on Water Gasket blown as all caps get mown down
I lit the Crown I psych with this hype like frown
I shock the no brown top to smoke Pot on the dot
I like this blood clot with cycle knot on the mic pull up a lot of heads
To bed as you dread I seen it edit the credit I get to fed it with
Dead with the Spliff I lifted Platinum Heaters as Plastic
Spastic with the Glock you ain’t passed it you get that ass kicked
I rock a rip and cashed it in
I seen the witness tend to fix up the end is a tucked pistol with the crisp
You bullshit and don’t fit

I seen a addict to static bag it with crisp hat all flip a rip rap up
To tack buck bitch as itch the crotch cut towards it with swords lifted
Light a Spliff with the match they struck as pluck stick it the clutch
With luck they tuck one and Gun for fun
Like this done I splice up the cable numb
As all fatal blocks that unstable I’m capable to rape you and bust it break through
As the lake drew to the shores all the whores and flipped born to rip torn
I seen the morning I warning crews to hit their own shit up as I flip up
The hits get tucked they fall apart and off the charts I got the heart
To split a dart and rock the far end cars bend and War renders the dead as spread
I unload one in the head as Streets turn red
You get put to bed
This is a Mafia Edit the credit I send it back to head hit the black dick
I rip up to tick mics plucked with the 6 you buck


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    #864495 - 02/10/24 09:58 PM (4 months, 30 days ago)

I had a Psychedelic Orgasm
Ended tourism with Prison double digits years you served midgets
I rigid structure to puncture punk tore off lumps galore
Gloss over War
I got to or my MC came and shot you over Trees you need to smoke
This isn’t a joke this is Mafia rope
Mafia life I take a knife and split it mic to disarm the type I’m on
Gone with the song I write a wrong to light a bong and Trip one till I’m gone
I seen prolong to the tight ones drawn with the lights lit
I type to stick up a trick as flip cut in the mix
Will they tuck they shit?
I buck as bitch buck stitch up in the cut that’s the Trip

Let’s all kick it
Smoke Js sniff Cocaine and Blaze Sun Rays as flares Solar care the Colas
Tops of Ganja on me I bomb with Trees Chinese laundry
I gone with heat on the Street to use it creep up dusted
Bring that back that shit is rusty shank till it bank
I seen on gank take the flank as anchor that canker sore flipped the War
I seen this all before so many times
Kids come with knives and Guns so I offer then Lines of Blow for fun to show up
Yo hold up!
We got these keys with fiends indeed for free yo!
We fiend to sniff blow on our toes with flows that grow Solid
Revolve hits like call it God Trip the wallet
I follow hits home to the bone I light it up Stone on Ganja Bomb Yah
MCs cause drama so I got a comma to comment section reflection invent
The section for the connection for dissection of the lesson fresh in
Bids with slid it’s a hit until then
I kick back on the weekend and seek friends to toke Weed with

I gave this chick a martial hug
She was in love
Like a glove I rubbed her tight at night
What a sight to violence be
I ripped up child to children to get killed in G
God wiling they filling in right now
As seen as flight how I light mics
I strike three you out
Without a doubt I spit the route
I come without never
I’m clever and flow forever
Like lever I’m just too much never touch
That sever head as such
Yes I’m bladed the Sun Rays did me faded

I get you lated you skated through and dated as yesterday’s news
I light up clues to height I sing the blues just might
Step in my shoes you quickly fluid rip it
Get screwed in the thick of it get lifted
On Cannabis
Damn I just rinse


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    #864522 - 02/11/24 01:42 PM (4 months, 29 days ago)

All spastic you can’t grab it
The Ganja is a antispasmodic medication I’m on it
I Vacation in the Tropics just to get that Tropical Ganja Lift
I’m on top of it with a Spliff
I rocked it to clockwork off it jerk
The stop with the product
Violence
I seen the silence of the filed in it
My liver bile limit I bust child with the hits it ripped their Trips up
I lift cut the strut
All following in the cut
Why I hollow in the bones for Jones these microphones get ripped off
Just like a wristwatch in a Jack
My Glock roll you in the back
Dressed in black we fiend for contact
I brought the bomb back and you suffered latch lift
I top with Ganja Trip I got it locked
I stop the violence movement all soon with the tunes
Spoons of shit
I dupe it
To stupid with the shoot up the bid I root kid

When I smoke Ganja
I smoke the charms blue as they harm and it grew
To alarm the gosh darned farmed kids get they arms broken in the biz
This word is spoken while I’m tokin’
I float in
Inwards I look before I took in the view
P.U.
This place stinks like some chain links that need rinse
Forever since then I bench press a lot
Don’t get shot over some Pot
Share your Pot you forgot that!
I spit a bomb rap for your moms exact
I strike the back end with hype that sack end the whackness
I trap a fist up to bled cut as such as you’re dead bust
I lust for the trust of the savor the flavor favor
As I major on violence no stranger I child
Of the Dragon
You get flagged in this I mean business
Keep your distance bitch while I light up a Spliff
And proceed to Trip flipped the script

Me and all MC cock Glocks
What you do has to stop
I flew through the red light
At night with night flights
I’m jet black
You see a set back as I rap
And stretch tacks
Fiend infects that
With the head strapped to the Gun clap is a brain drain the insane plain and simple
I pop a pimple clock it to the Impulse
The result is it been your fault as I vault over the clover patch
Seen all the stash and feed the task you get blasted up the trash skid as struck
I buck
A fool off to cool off
You’d get killed in top billed
My rhymes filled up the silent 9s as drilled
I style in the rewind
On the chill yo I kick it steel toe
I feel below the heat it grow
All seat below the fleet now you know


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    #864534 - 02/11/24 04:56 PM (4 months, 29 days ago)

I’m on a Fast Trip
The Fast Split
The Water caught yours float in the sink
I toast to the brink of comatose
On chain link
I soften for the blink
I’m awesome I cost some thugs their buns
I toss one in the Trash to fold my stash up you need Product
I lock a lot of tough ones up with Drugs and such
I busted plush
All fiends get hush when I’m in the bum rush
Displayed on the cuff
I clock it Sun Rays
I got the blades
I drop fools amazed as I clock jewels
Fools get ruled over the slower grower flower of Ganja as I bomb on Water
I sought your tape recorder to record my record sorta
I check it
Infect it
Raps wreck it
All the fiends they detect it to flex hit
Off the job you split
I just Mob on all the hits
I used to tag Weed One

Rhymes righted
I say goodnight kid
I sighted
Through the sight the trigger figure that?
I seen a cat with static trap magic
I got the data
I had a tag a rag as bag on a fool in school
With the six shoot baby scoot or you get sprayed with heat
On the Street we got a Street beat
I call the fleet to drop sheets in the clock breeze between the Trees
All murder victims flees I server and hit them breed
Death and all the rest while I rock fresh I’m top you guess
I lock Stress down for the left round as dead pound
I spin a head round go to bed now as I get down
I lead a lead round as found within I sight as sin they bite it
I rhyme and write it down as Crown
A million rounds went off as I coughed
I spread the sauce all over glossy
I floss a lot of Speed top Speed
I shot the seed of the Ganja leaf in brief
I chill like a thief on Drug Relief
Smokin’ Hashish
And growing Sativa

My brain remain
Scattered tattered
What gat did that?  You ass out to ask that question
I cast a reflection in the pool
All off sight I shoot a cool one
All rule with a Gun that tool hum
All spun that stool pigeon hung so I rung rung
For this 2-11 I shot a even deuce let them loose them dogs in the fog
To hunt down one sound like he from the town
I Trip it down sip it bound to get lifted off this shit
You bit my Trip in tight thick as I wrist glow
All figure the flow that bigger undertow
I lit the payroll as payola come like Pistola for the Soldier to bear
You get scared as beware
I ripped it tear for the Trip in 6
You fair like Mafia Flicks and top mix in the clock gets wet
I shot the Cesspool of dead tools cruel to use on deuce
I let it loose
I got juice for flew coop as you stoop
Your brain is in poop so I shot you shoot up you a lot crew
That stop at Blue
What top you gonna screw off?
As I lost tribe as lost the vibe as cost
It cost a lot yo as we rock bro
And inscribe the live to flip it mind style


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    #864547 - 02/11/24 09:25 PM (4 months, 29 days ago)

The Strain Hunters stunned me
Pumped me up to heat buds in the Street
Street legal as I breathe through eye of needle
I’m like a Beatle OG recede through the Weed Grew
I knew this noose and got loose as a little kid
My mind slid in
I riddin’ the waves of flavors taste the place fade out to growing Pot on plots
I shot a stop sign with a shotgun to rock the mind
As behind I climb into the design for wicked blind to kick it
I rock I mix it
Tops get lifted stop that shit kid and you mean business or you get a ticket
I like to kick it on buds
Just kick back to rub backs massage
I’m like a barrage of weapons
They keep steppin’ so I ill type threaten
Flash off they shit caught with the crept in
I’m making a Water Connection
I stop all the flex in
Every time I cash credit to stop crime
Beheaded!

I got the Platinum Connect
In check with Water yep
My muscles feel dope and some Ganja is in order to Top Charts recording artist
I to the heart with this I top to Trip they stop it lip lock on my jock
I broke through the top nonstop you gotta be dope to cop
I stop their shot they tried to clock and make a mockery
So I punched a kid in his jaw and did it for my country
Ride see saw I bleed in the law recede as this flaw
In the rapture to capture all the master Fast there with task bare
Lifted all the Spliff shit ever did was positive
Learned about life and knives and guns from old Suns
I rewrite like tons of light
I just might white out my house
As a mouse step quiet I try it to fly hit in my diet
I shock you heights led the Ganja Tops Grew I’m signed because of it
I’m lovin’ it and got my middle finger up at the government

I light rounds
I’m a coffee ground expert
What a wet texture to mess with as I flex
I step into what I been through the kinfolk chill too
As bills through the chills and still do
I real Scooby Doo
I light him too as sum as light Blue into Gong Fu
I can light your whole crew if you want me to
So I screw into Earth birth the energy works known as Chi
I in tight internally might burn a G of some Pot to get shot at
Why not!  I got the hat and right back with a fat stack
My mic is an axe as I relax and take up taxes with blacklist
I tight fist until my mic crisp
I dice up the 6 into itty bitty pieces
All the gunshots increases
Soft as Ganja Thesis
The breeze it’s
A thing to plant seeds with
As I genius I meditate the reefer gets blessed by JAH
As every time I light I’m in awe
I saw and seen everything with Cream
I need to rein and reup to make the Cut Grade as Blades function these days



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    #864555 - 02/12/24 01:50 AM (4 months, 29 days ago)

Overnight Drug Lord
They soared
As rap as War
With Cash injection scored through my connection
I seen a top section of the lesson plan to understand my wings man
You need a real sun tan to steel fan
Make breeze throughout the land
I light these grands until I make mils and chills
I tight with skills
I ill on a Posse that stop heat in the Street just watch me botch and defeat
I talk sweet when my bomb beat down the Street
I raw sheets of shot that Pot I got
Yo we got Meth I seek a death sentence for repentance
I blessed with the fresh six on ends crisp
Lightning with the fists


Core
As flipped a War
I got it and more of that back as cat tax with raps jacks up
The back end as I send I replenish meant the meant to touch the dentist
I reflect lift as entrance skid the pretense
Weed is my defense against the sin I shot the demon
All beam in cement the Gleam is classic get that ass kicked if you Trip
I thick it lit with the tight clips that tight grip
Of Cash as I flash I mean the task to right as rasp
I blast out the dash as mash up the trash in the cut
I answer but my Cancer core as War till the sank it or the tank hit
With big shells
Heavy armor sells in battle
It’s sexy for chicks to see the metal bleed
All settle for the creed
I top feed you’ll proceed
As I shock on Trees
I top like Speed
You cop some Dragon’s Breath
Meaning Ganja and turn left
Or right and flow out of sight!
WHOA!  YO!

Striped
Candy Cotton Corn Pipes
I strikes on mics until I inhale the Ganja yo that’s light it lit
I need some shit to get off this Speed Trip
I’m wired on Speed
I bleed soft into the recede
I freed mics I lead liken lead to strike men dead
In the head my head’s fed I tripped instead of clock grip as sunk ship
In the fleet you beat as I Street rock the sheets
I shock with beats top as they greet and moccasin as the stocks begin to rise again
With eyes that’s flavored minds with white lines I chill and produce diamonds
Drew in climate change seeking some strange ways to behave like slave
Mic up the brave as tilted waves I chilled it until it’s dead
This microphone gets the hype I phone up into the zone up
I cloned my Ganja Mother broken up the socket into this rock it
Chalk it up to the product as law cut for the saw dust
Trust that into fiend for baseball bat attack!

I seen the Strap bust as just ask just as relax and rusted shank


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    #864560 - 02/12/24 05:04 AM (4 months, 29 days ago)

Drugs
You’ve been warned
As I slip the Swarm
On Torn on Meth Gore to the chest I take it naked I
I shot some why I drive a Datsun I cop stun
And Pot could I bum a shot off you got crew?
Just playing if you know what I’m saying
I’m laying down money
Don’t want no Gun Heat in the Street
I don’t know how much drugs you need as I smoke Weed
I top this cop this one Speed to stop the twitch recede
The Glock as bleed I stop ticking
The heart is clicking while Soldier sticking and licking up hits drink mixed drinks
I think shit stinks unless I platinum links
I sink to the brink I kink up
The fin to stuck as struck by the bucks I sunk one
A Gun
I got a AK-47
Plus a Tech 9
As I bled blind
I’m wedded to the diamond recline on some Water fine as I toke Ganja Herb

Drinking Water in Heaven
Passed a 211 off as raw shot it to hot split the got get
I rob a bomb set offa sweat
Threat with the Tech as crept
Slept on hum that weighs a ton of a gun for fun to spun one
I get it done from the troublesome
I bubble come with the cut you’ll remember me from
A G with a Gun
All like this run
I’ve become a licensed Gun Ice in this twice as twist
Trip in the mix I’m thick blessed
Raps profession
Stop guessin’
I shot you all in the steps to take to make America Great
You lack the lesson I stress in
No Stress Weed we breed the bomb as stay calm and flipped your mom
Recycle harm as icicle
I light to fully with pulled heat on the Street
These Gun beat hum and tweet
Cycle complete
I busted a cold sheet of LSD and hit Trees
As I chill in the warm breeze
Of the Tropics as I Trip off the freeze
I bow down on both knees
Before God as I do the job

We went underground
With the Pounds that inhaled like we was in jail
It gets stale the job to rail
O A I’ll say POW!
As the Gun talk BLAUGH!
I murder now and pay later skater
I hit the made for TV Bullet G
I light it up like a Tree
A Don’t fight it
My mind is entirely focused as I choke kids
I spoke a word as broke fix it
With the tricks in the mix to 6 shit
I fly a blimp
All seen as a pimp
I recite this limp
Yo I could get fly and limit
Each gimmick is a mob flick tied up in thick
I cycle mix the rifles up
Like my mind was in the cut
I fiend to strut as case shut
I base laced on grace WHAT?

I rhyme the blunt with a stunt
I smoke once and die
In my eye I try a diet to fly hit
The Y lift the spine drift
Across the gift for Soldier split
The bold you’re with
Like Gold your dick


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    #864586 - 02/12/24 06:49 PM (4 months, 28 days ago)

Shit makes me wanna snort Meth
I got 2 chains left
As came with
Dragon’s Breath
That flame lick up the exclaim
Claim Crip as you drain
Down the brain for lane
I fire in the name
I shock a stock of the pain
As Glock with it stop Yo
I rock blow as cause I was as does buzz
I cycle thugs up to Michael
I type to pull heights down low for flow
I seen this undertow I gleam hit off the row
That’s Death Row for those who don’t know
I just flow catch the cold as bold sold out
Learn about the Gun come down for pounds
In the lounge I seen a heater pounds
Defeat birds as sweet words
My verbs steady with heavy
Get in any game with the same
I just entertain Yo
As the cranium busted
Blood all over the place you love it
I dusted a lust crack as adjusted
Mac 10 dumps heat
In the Street each Gun beat the hum neat
I clock the fleet as I rock a whole sheet
I classic breed
That lacks no seed
I grow Weed
The Weed Industry need me

I can’t say I blame you
As I came through
That’s how the flames brew
All in the line fire the name for hire
I got desire that same as the aim blew
Blue suede shoes I rule this cool
School hit the duel up
After class that ass
I master Hashish
As I mask the Reefer with the Ether Oil
I light it boil
Psychic all mic kicks in the hype trick
I busted mic click
As bread as said the Gun might split
In two my whole crew represent
Brew who slew who and drew
Back the gun CLACK!
Murder attack from the back with no slack
I fiend to jack as I max
I rap strapped about to bust back
Yo I dusted a sack up
The black lock as shocked the tack struck
The Mob
I do the job
I hob nob and serve with arms that harm
If you like it I can strike it within reach
Each Soldier feast as old dearest sweet
Oldest kid reek of the bleep
Rock that like sheep flock
Top stitch the Glock down as Crown
How you like that now as cow
Seen the POW!!
I KO way slow I say so I brain blow
Out all over the place I’m the Ace
Who fiend to get laced
Police chase
Seen the face as blades
Make shit grade A

Above Ground
Smoke Lounge
With the golden pounds
I lightning like rounds fired in fighting
The right wing
Something sting that bring back
With Wing raps complete caps as deplete
The old heat down the Street
As I shock with beats I rock
I top crease in the Solid deceased
As box meets the blade stayed stray bullets
All over
Bladed mentality Soldier
As I hold bare as careful
Beware of the fully auto
I seen thoughts slow recede into Ganja blow
As clock Gs with a lot of that ease
I top slow in the breeze
Lightning needs no introduction
As smokestack and blow back the frightening
I sight the sing in tight
With one wing in light
I’m just as bright and tighter
Than any rhyme writer I got insight blur
The fight occur
As giant defiance in the riots got served
A compliant mind fist practitioner
I blacken your conditioner
As wax give this shit to him or her
To refer the people each pull
A heat drew as sweet
I can’t wait to cut out the Street
On top of the fleet
I don’t want to see anyone thirsty for bleep


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    #864592 - 02/13/24 02:44 AM (4 months, 28 days ago)

The Dragon’s been represented
So I blend it half to men shit
I light women and swim in em in prison
Nighttime bomber vision
I light the decision to keep the shit spinning
I’m winning so I’m sinning and bringing the thing
That swing what you gonna do?
As my crew represent on brew
We light this fool up
With the Food Truck we make all MCs duck
We light it luck as tighted
Might skid into the midnight bid as white rice
I dice up twice on Ice to pay the price
Like dice rolled I hold on to soul strong as I flow on
I smoke a bong I made in the shade
Crafted glass at half mast the rifle a blast
The mic pull up last the heights full
I make a dash and rash as I cash in
The last weapon to slept in the bed with the 9 mil
I like this chill and top bill murder steel
Wheels peel like for reel to reel I be all that
Like fat cat I matchstick relax quick
Bring it back like dick
Everyone Trip on me like a G I be eating the OZ
Of Shrooms I light in rooms bright as high noon
In a tomb with the womb intact fact as jet black
We still smoke Crack and float the weapon drawn
Steppin’ on the song to go wrong when I wet this dawn

I just joined Cap
Got a murder stack and you heard of the beast
Rock it grease I shock it
Top it with stop it I pop it
Release and Glock hit the notch in belt felt
As Ls off the shelves ring bells
Murder in this dwell in the further Witness the Hell
I rebel so I sell records
Fiends inject this with lean the method
I reflex hit back as I strapped
I max the tax and pro wax on the job
My muscles are dope in the Fog
I’m growing Water bog
I roll on Water in the smog and I oughta clog up the mob
I cog turn as burn in the churn for you learn
I earn big
Burning sure it’s the thing
I’d like to smoke Ganja
I smoked it a lot and farmer grown it alarm
I slap you God Darned I’m with the charm
As the barn door close
On all my foes I rose and lit the rose petals
I’m metal
Meth boiling kettle

Drug Wars
I scored and lit them poor kids up
I split a Dutch as such as they busted has that track
I mix match release the latch lifted Gas thrifted
I max with the speeding ticket to kick it
Relax all tracks get hijacked as I bomb rap
My mom acts as wax
On the sack I smoked I toked heavy broke steady
Wrote this melody so Set you free
As left we breed indeed smoke Weed
Shot that up the product raw Gun claps the sawdust
From the woodwork as head jerk
I network as fed burst
Water lurks everywhere as player
I’m the mayor of major labels
Tell tales and relay fat cables as the way I bell in stable
Snatch your able I flip it entertain well
I gel into the fell into the brew as sell the Wu Tang
My whole crew rang and dude sang the Blue wagon
Flag in the bag with the Graffiti tag as brag about blades
Murder in the shade as tight sprayed
This light gets delayed
I might have to save
God
I clock the Sun Rays as a Job


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/13/24 02:21 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864609 - 02/13/24 03:22 PM (4 months, 27 days ago)

I chill
Relax flip the Jacks up until
I sacked up strut the black but I will
Tax the structure as puncture
You a ton more wasted than I’d get let’s face it
Fools erase it get laced with the Spaceship
Ganja replaced with the Meth
Fully step into Stress as I pull heat
Death run the Street as Gun meets the head heats
I drum beats
Up to strum all thumbs I bleed
My lungs full of Hashish smoke
Imported from the Middle East
All freaks know that Jews and Muslims get high together then
As treasure the ends
I made friends with the top spread in dead in the head that fled
The country like lunch meat I snack down on a ton of Weed
Get down
All let rounds pop off from Techs
I stock the stretch as Mexican Pot
I grew up in Hollywood and dead you shot
On arrival with the Bible clutched
Tuck one in as such as they bust
My head made of dust
Dread that lust as they bled
Fed the Federals on legal drugs
As Meth plugs they thugs

Some punk
Didn’t want
The OZ of shrooms I’m locked in rooms on Meth
Clocked the ruins of death as brew in the step
They flex
Check that as I rep
Release the Dragon’s Breath as cool as kept
Slept on the Track turns Black
You get your head cracked
As flack jacket I pack it
Dead on sackage that strap slid into bids
I skid mark all over park in an arc
I’m bent as Mark said to Fred as shot dart
In the head I medically fed federal
I spread the fully pull up heat the furnace as I burn this twist
Up reefer as I unseat yah
I’m up in the bleachers watching sports creeper
I dot to sorts as I peep yours
Into Cannabis
Rinse the hands as brand is flagged down
I light the Crown up as roundup
I split the town buck
I stuck a punk up
He stunk like lung bust as drunk
So I sunk his lump in the dunk into the witch’s brew
I stew into flew on broom
I eat the OZ of shrooms in the room on Meth

Stretch
Flex
As my hollow body hums on Water
Euphoria
As a store release the War
I like a Water Head
But not with the Meth or Ephedra
That stuff’ll dead yah
I seen a criminal
Who used only legal
And is feeble
Rocks a G pull need Ganja fully
As they pull heat
See!
That’s how it be on the Street
As Gun Contact meet
I dusted a treat rusted
Back blade as shank in the tank
I spank a kid who is violent
Silent Silence
As profile on the Water
I’m a good Buddhist
Zen who drew this lens
I fruit on the ends
I recommend that Thailand keep Ganja legal


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (02/13/24 05:09 PM)

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