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Solid Log
Mystal Creth
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 125
Last seen: 10 days, 4 hours
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Gold is good All flipped in Hollywood You wear Gold Chains Rearrange aims To scope jewels Broke fools try to Jack you for your shit Rap more now that’s it Philly Blunts burn down quick When you fiend and The team score A+ sticky green What you mean you don’t do cocaine? Every other brain here is lit And Coke is it OK I smoke a hit Fold in 5th Gold so crisp Air out action stare down Mansion with the twist Coke numbs the lips Crack I come back for attack On some Mic Hype so swipe the ice Roll dice Get hot twice Gold did nice to me Soldier see All bold to G
I extend a welcome To back and forth hell came Magic spell aim Tragic Flame up Rainbow tucked I’m in luck The draw Said you saw Pull up paw Law is in effect Tragic Wreck savage Caps bandaid I man slayed Sun ray behaved By law That’s all that you saw Bust a jaw Knock out know The talk route The soldier Doubt you fold yours up Yup You get stuck Pull a plucked All fucked up Some smoke shit up And been struck For duck
The whole tribe Ingests the Psilocybin N***** get live in The ride spin Around the block Don’t get checked By the Glock Why I spy An eye with rye Die in it High Begin in The sin you saw Law all to crack jaw What’s a law look like Everyone psyche up The killing tucked weapons Get in the section To rep some Go straight up hum Like erection stick the X in Reputation for nation Inclination gets sensation Bet your play in the station All over the World stay makin’ Money it ain’t funny It gets sunny on the block Don’t talk Real shit topped By second to none gun Speed with the iron lung
Unveiling the chronic Meths I puff up chest And go straight to cardiac arrest It’s worth it for the best Poor man’s cocaine Everyone on the chain Sucker catch a name Like husband of gay Fuck that n****** play I H in the Tre Murdering suckers every way Possible Go to hospital Rap is profitable I get the knock send pull Off of wool All the rappers gullible I throw shovel full Of dirt on the cannabis transplant I need it score the ant You don’t have a chance I do the dance on the plantation It’s the sensation sweeping the nation Just like masturbation You get chased in the winds Of sins Best to begin with smoking pot You almost forgot the Hot chicks
As I chill All uphill Render to still Liquid Rip hits Stick with The shit it’s The fit in Sit in The flip Clip Off tip Get a grip Let a hip Shake Make em dance Prevent a chance Collect ransom Been handsome I stands done Like lance stung For answer brung I got Cancer Of the lung I can’t break it So make it Sing Right wing King of the Thing
Oh Man I really did it man With my own two hands Some weapons Ganja effective for Cleaning out Perception Of shit That left with 20 or 30 hits Life’s a bitch without drugs When they want to pull the rug Over you Chosen few Dose your whole crew Substance lead askew Something deadly Methamphetamine? Was it a dream? I hope everyone made the team Deadly to be in touch Something such as that You can trap Slap cap a rap up like A sweet little buttercup Nothing stuck I shut the fuck up
Edited by Solid Log (07/16/22 07:25 AM)
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Solid Log
Mystal Creth
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 125
Last seen: 10 days, 4 hours
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All famous Claim set aimless Flame jets flame this I came with The anus tight All right I light up lights Fight all the fights Delight in all the delights I write rhymes in the night I swipe I like to like Hype so Hype Dyke flow show ho type Of hold your own Glow in the morning Without warning I’m swarming I got it mourning The dead Edit Ed Special Fred Uncle Ned and the rest I’m undressed At my best rock the time left Bastard hex Throwing Showing Blowing up spots Holding fat knots Gold in fact tops
Edit Spice One Dead his lung up Said hit spliff Twist you missed Riffed Back crisp Had this gift For linking thinking Blinking Stinking Weed Gone to seed a bet You bet next year I rep The production All function For somethin’ Got it pumping up in The gym Get buff swim Had this been Up to snuff Rough like tough stuff All clock dead You heard what I said I bled high Hot fry The 3rd eye Instead you might die Polite like a science Of compassion all splashin’
Get it on MDMA Play Murder in the sway Gat put to head Blow out brains instead I get eyes red Smoking weed to my head Popping Molly Wally called and said sorry Brain in a fog Golly It’s folly I’m jolly about the all E Party this Mardi Gras I sop up the law For jaw clench Murder stench Left entrance Defenseless I’m the dentist I get relentless Just in time for breakfast Bitch you best fix Me I’m a fiend Team seem like dream All that plus cream You know what I mean? I demean all the mean Average Savage for the cabbage Money it’s funny My gun heat For your defeat
Picking through pounds of Marijuana Flora Fauna Soma Sauna Go in Goner Stone in lawn chair Air thick with smoke Prepare careless folks For their test chokes On tokes Take pokes Loc get it Broke don’t set it You might regret it For you headed Eat breaded Get fed up WIth Ganja law All that jazz raw Tear the air Savage stare Red eye glare Something fairly barely There for the marriage Smoking joint disparage
I want a knife So I can be one of the hardcores In store is G For me it’s easy to kill Bust at will with a gun But a knife is more fun I just injected meth Death on my mind Some say leave it behind But I must unwind YES! I’m fresh stylin’ One day This dude in my way I ask him nice not to Ice my cake He sounds fake gangster And thanks to the amps I blur my words To slurs Pack out furs Fine leathers But back to the lecture He pulls the gun so I Turn the barrel Elbow him in the aerial View you can tell it’s Kung Fu Pull out my knife and stab Him two times What I’m supposed to think About humanity Damn the G died At least I tried
This is the one For the Ghetto On the Sun And Ghetto hum Ghetto songs Ghetto fogs By the Ocean Ghetto slow motion Ghetto potion To get the Ghetto open Ghetto tokin’ All choke in The Ghetto spoken Ghetto rings Ghetto things Ghetto sings The Ghetto is The Ghetto biz That’s business The Ghetto is in this Making crime Drugs and I’m on the plugs For Ghetto time Ghetto rhyme Ghetto I’m Gonna get out In the Ghetto they shout Ghetto loud Pump a system And Ghetto down When Ghetto rounds Ricochet Ghetto play Ghetto stay Ghetto slain The Ghetto brain The Ghetto remain
Ghetto comma Puts Ghetto pause In Ghetto drama The Ghetto I’m a Ghetto kid Shooting Ghetto bid For Ghetto skid Row Ghetto know The Ghetto blow The Ghetto show Ghetto always grow In the Ghetto know The Ghetto flow Ghetto Hos Get pregnant Ghetto arrangement For Ghetto abortion The Ghetto portion Of the pie Isn’t Ghetto high The Ghetto denied Ghetto help Ghetto yell The Ghetto bell Of Sun In the Ghetto run Get shot The Ghetto hot For Ghetto knot Dopeman command On Ghetto land Take a Ghetto stand No one listens The Ghetto position Is Ghetto dis in the Ghetto mission
Hit the dank spot for sacks of dank You never know where the sacks flow You look up the pros bros with toes in it They show finished Grateful Dead diminished Yet still slang sacks like old business They got doses opium shoot up heroin But mostly dank share a grin Got what it takes to win They flip sacks out the backs of VW busses They trust it’s the dust that itch A cinch off the bench I come off with dank stench Set off fire alarms at college dorms I borrow a room to toke heavy before I go outside and practice steady The Dead Kids who slang sacks of dank Don’t understand how to thank me I make dank famous and tank be rolling armory Hit up the shark tank the seed Carrying a short stick got my sandals Vandals causing scandals don’t do as much Damage as I do my weed dissolved just as mute I’m the one man army I slink and slide past The mind my eyes in wind I bind to contract I’m stacked high with 9s and fifths I rips air where I tear and crush my dragon is hush I dust you up get a rush without causing such I muster must just bust bore I must core Solid follow hits I swallow bits of Hashish and last leaf
Take a speed flight Spread your wings And be light Drink all night As you fly around the area Nuthin’ scarin’ yah Life is a daring adventure So censored others Brothers get covered With ice Twice you dice up A nice cut of meat I beat to be complete Suck a Dutch I bust out the bucks And untucks Any luck as the sun come up I’m still rolling holding up Cold in guts Fold in shuts the fuck up Gold be rough to touch after The Master Of no disaster Lucky to be stuck G I cluck free after birdie Word G You heard me Cut that shit out Fucking violence no doubt I bust a route and shout What it’s about A 20 sack fold and lay flack Got my back I got your back Click Clack a weapon notice I don’t stay kept in the tone def
One day I will grow again The stone Get gone from The full blown Crisis torn Born To toke Broke the record hope To set it higher I did some wire And retire I got fire Chime in dime been on the File your Way is the stint Broke up dark tint Got a hint That I got to get the gat I’m sick of that Get everyone on the map Play that way Experience life in the choke ON THICK CLOUDS OF SMOKE Get the hope That votes to Broke through Get it coat to The whole crew Knows what to do Searching for clue Is done I’m the herbalist NUMBER 1
I got a Magic Hashish habit I grab it Nab bits of Rich Creamy Dreamy when I sail off To Sea I be rolling in waves I shaves points off My loss Is boss It cost too much People can’t afford To board and brave The waves Become Pirate Steal your shit Deal don’t quit I real peeled back and lit All the time I use it to rhyme And practice crime I shift on dime Relax recline Shine on Diamond My mind mud I prime to Slime In the hood It’s good for disease It brings cheese Lucky flavors Nice to be neighbors
Edited by Solid Log (07/23/22 04:42 AM)
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Solid Log
Mystal Creth
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 125
Last seen: 10 days, 4 hours
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The wood the fire locks The Dragon/Crane box The tops got in stock For the clocked time Rhyme rocks with the Spliff up lit plus some shit Like Ginseng or Fo-Ti I rip shit trip Dip Zip up blocks Street IQ impossible to clock We rip rock Everyone in the flock Got the talk Stalk of the crop We light shocked Blocked up Qi flow Needs you need know The needles I listen to Beatles I watch insects I like reptile pets Birds Words about the puppy And kitty kat I rap raps About that Stay out of trap Got the sapped out lap down Clap clowns? We been through that now Town painted red All of them Deadhead And said that shit Fatal with the 88 Ways you fell
I poison myself with pizza at the party I grew up artsy fartsy I have carts of G I cop plea I see far I be barn raised Caged in animal crazed I’m not amazed I blazed up shit I can’t quit Still I land hit And brand slit The throat I coat most I boast I rock toast and chose The flows That land blow I knows this Still I flow twist up reefer My teacher said I might be dead In the head She’s jealous cause kids Relish my blood, cussing And suds drinking
Edited by Solid Log (07/26/22 01:05 AM)
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Grandmas Boy


Registered: 05/23/14
Posts: 164
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Your rap sucks, I clap your slut Cheeks slapping I tap my nuts on her butt
-------------------- Grandma loves you
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Jenny
Virtue


Registered: 11/19/19
Posts: 746
Last seen: 5 hours, 21 minutes
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Solid Log
Mystal Creth
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 125
Last seen: 10 days, 4 hours
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Re: poem [Re: Jenny]
#857703 - 08/04/22 11:53 PM (10 days, 6 hours ago) |
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He hit the cannabis dream To clean The speed from his head Plus the bloodshed He witnessed Serve his sentence You can bet tense The Ganga chills you out Know the route if you don’t You missing out Some people hit up coke or smack Shoot it till it comes back People think the herb is whack I don’t understand I grew up smoking underhand The gangs deal Feeling like peeling off caps
I learned to make a ball smoking herb The chicken I ate makes me weight Perturbed off the 8 Dragon Saggin’ pants I glance off the hands Rub club dub sub a trouble for double The fun in the sun make number one I skill done in the come my way stay And play for the day and night I might be right but I doubt it out loud kid Down South bid the route slid by chance Deny the answer is to get high off Sativa I leave a impression for the lesson that sets in My profession I’m still guessin’ at by my skill Hat I get the session fat
I want organic I love buying poison My boys in the hood Must not know what’s good Fools pack tools and blast The Produce last time Didn’t rhyme I love fumigated Room it smell great in El Salvador With outlawed pesticides galore I love apple wax My crew jacks for sacks of it
Edited by Solid Log (08/05/22 01:53 AM)
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