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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 1,908
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865664 - 03/23/24 04:10 PM (22 days, 21 hours ago)

Ganja Farmers!
We Ganja Farmers
We hit the alarm switch when the Police Flip
But we legal so we chill with the people who smoke the Herbal
Past the word blow up the curve cut
Into the dirt it don’t hurt this Earth for Worth we lock it birth the plants
By chance the avalanche of Ganja stance it’s a romance
I got the hands on to sad song lit the bong and cancel
I watch Cheech and Chong
I grease my drawn up word the cut first as third bird like word
I light the verbs up
As I serve in the cut
We Ganja Farmers burn heat it the Street
Like this can’t compete without license we shock with big crops
Twice in this my mic flipped
I stitch hit the riches and figure hit is this kids with the Spliffs dig it
The trigger is coming from sum as something
The Gun Ring off of One Wing
I sometimes sing this song and smoke a bong all day long

The scared smoke
Knock you on your ass at long last
We light up a Sun Splash juice drink
So you could ink up
Tattoo ring cuz the thing buzz
I wink wuz a bruz did it suffer love your smoke swimmin’
Hit the brim and then
Do it again
I drink Water like Gin after Juice
I let loose the floodgates all haters fade out
I split a Sun Ray out as this rhyme came about
Gun Crimes layed out like one times
I spot rhymes all over dime sacks of Crack
Gun Contact I Soldier Stat
Hit the hat with the baseball bat
All scatter off the ladder
Like it even matters
I mad hatter with the phat air device
That roll it twice I roll the dice
Flipped the Ice
I shock it to the top like a rocket
I’m in charge and large
I just barge right in
And seen the demon seed when
I bleed and recede into the chicken feed
I wick some Weed
Proceed to lock you indeed

My homies call me The Minister of Herb
Cause I administer the Herb
Cut slices of the Hashish at last
I blast out the Reefer to seat bare
As all heat air out the Streets
Ganja beats rock the sheets up to crease chuck the East Coast
West Coast Beef
I unleash the Ganja Green
All like this on my team
I just gleam like I lean into the crew who flew overhead
The Gold turn Red as Cold
I wed in the fold I mold told you that cat as rolled
Through the Streets to the beats I bomb talk walk the Street Ganja Don
I keep hoppin’
I lock in the top then

I rock em
I nonstop Ahem
Shock the block
I clock it
Can’t stop it
I block the hits
I stalk up Trips to lift in Ganja Bliss
Heaven past eleven I seven eleven fill the kill and $100 bills
I light this we ill not
We proceed past Gun Shots
We are the Weed Spot
I Breed Pot
As the scene I thought of in a dream I triple team by myself stealth
Lift some new strains off the shelf
I roll in top health


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/23/24 05:34 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 1,908
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 58 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865672 - 03/23/24 09:14 PM (22 days, 16 hours ago)

We did it with the Gold chains
I love the Golden State climb Golden Gate bridge real late
I got my rate up to ate up the weight with it’s makeshift
I got the plate drift across the landscape
Lit it smoke inhale without fail I never bail out except to say late and gestate
With my Acid flakes off the spastic massive eight ball
I take the install as Ball for call it credit sold it fat edit
The maximum with the wax deadlift the tax from Sun
Like Icarus my wings melted off fell to my death
I got the last reefer left on Earth
I spark it since birth I market to darken for thirst
I hard hitting guard spitting the large unwritten
Sit in the thing and bring it
Like a boomerang it comes back I spin it
Great with the Gold faded that load ate it up
Platinum with the jewels I follow the rules to see the user friendly medley
I rock my hits deadly so I can’t fall off splendidly
I head it freeze your cheese like these keys hanging off
I ran it like boss I toss the cookie for the hook heat
Beat across the Street to share my Weed with someone in need

We caught a Meth Bust!
A Meth Bust!
Damn!  My ram and slam got me all burned up
Like a Christmas Ham
I feel like the medical system wish me death and crept as I never slept
I returned with the Tech
Got it hectic I flex bits on the lit lawn grass as sit down my ass
I passed the class
I got Solid roll it task like Wallet I Ball it
I cold call the folds on and on past dawn until the Sun rose and I froze
I light my tone is the phone company biz like wiz I sizzle
Rain drizzles I fizzled out one night on route
I could scream and shout MURDER!
And still you further from the Meth
I’m a fast learner got the Dragon’s Breath
From Ganja slow turner I furnished my place like an Ace
Word up from Outer Space
Get your Ganja Laces

Ginseng has a powerful effect on Chi
I relax with G twice in the Ski Ice
Flipped it mics nifty with device that lit heat
To the beat I drop the Street Simple
I lock the rein all they be in they cement
My steam bent the vent invent the feature flick
I ran it like I ran the Trip
Ginseng thick for binge in hinge
I squeak cringe weak in wings?
It’s Ginseng you seek with heat for breeze
Like desert rock the rest edit the credit
I lead pipe hit up the strikes dead mics
I bled and intend to strike for life I rent
I cent pay out to lay out the spray out
All Sun Rays came about through the craze
In the maze for flavor flaves I set the state
And educate about Make America Great Again


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/24/24 01:55 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 1,908
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 58 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865685 - 03/24/24 02:45 PM (21 days, 23 hours ago)

In China
Kids rock Smudge Pots
Martial Arts
Parts unknown I clone
I lit it roam the Streets all lifted
On Methamphetamine
We got clean Green which is rare
Seen as it scare word up beware it’s expensive
You hardly ever see it to G it up
I Speed in the Truck
I bleed and struck the seed of the cluck
As I read I feed it up the need it as such
The Herbalist got the twist
On license wrists lit with Ice and Crisp
Trippy Herbals all flipped in words
The herb burns
The Ephedra turns the spot
I still chill on Glocks and stock
As I rock the talk of the town
Is I’m DOWN
I light the crown
With Herbs all around
I got the Ground
I take it back and shake it raps
I bake it on Ganja my favorite
Ring alarm there as I scare
Lit you beware I don’t hit you
Just clip you as I walk by in EYE

I caught a Star up in my R
Light
By far the Gun’s tight
With some nights I spend
Just waxing and waning
Peel brains and slip down lanes
Like down drains
I light flames
Names taken
I bake in the Sun
As I run things
One Wing’s
The thing to have as I grab I stab up
My vocab I nab the truck jewels
Snatch Chains all your cool is taken
Drew in the main way in

I state in the fate of bladed
Tracks I faded with
That’s late with the Spliff
You need it to feed your head
As taste the trace lift the base
Off the Face of the Earth
Mushrooms go well with that
Phat Cat I cycle back and rap tracks
Like the fiends I roll stats
Shit gets graphic
You don’t have a chance
I call the Ambulance

Ganja Plantation
Planet
The scan it with the new technology
I follow a Kilo to the Steel slow Tai Chi
I’ve been Internal since 2008
I shock the degraded raided Ace of Spades lift the frayed rope braided back up
With a sack up I roll like Mack truck
I back up around the max up the tax cut
I black it out bust the wrap around Sundown
All they draw their Guns down
I’m from the Town
I flipped the Nouns and Verbs Words
I tight like Birds as it served I swerved
Through the exit the best check fragrance of Cannabis
I handle it since I was a little kid
I plan it big the swam through the swamp whomp a pistol grip pump
You something else rollin’ for your self I rock the bells
Fabric tears back as aware of Gats I made fact
I been in the sack again
To maximize rise in the eyes
Of the Gun Shy
Just run try to wonder why I from the Eye
I bullet pull it back so I’m back in the Sack again
Of Ganja Recommend some Bomber
Calmer there
Tranquil about the land stand and full up
Swoll up just fold in the cut
Peaceful as the East End pull we turn Red absurd to render this without the Spliffs


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/24/24 05:36 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 1,908
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865686 - 03/24/24 07:06 PM (21 days, 18 hours ago)

I’m about to lace my track
I taste it back came the faces
Facts on the playlist
To take this
Into outer space with the Alien’s Blades
I shot out to Sun Rays
And Water
I loft high in the dry for my eye
I bat it sat with the strap I lifted Rap
Gifted the Map out
The sack out of my pocket I roll one so I could shock it
I lock a four four for War
So tight you could see insight
For what’s more in right
I flip the flights
I seen the lights beam and tight within step
I need to Ball so All
Follow all hollow bones of birds
I chirp and make curves

I rock a bomb cut
That’s raw product
I could turn it up a notch
Seen the flocks of birds fly
Overhead while Soldiers die
In bloodshed I turn the Streets blood red
I murder Feds off the cost as boss that tends this loss
To the often cough up the soften War shock men
I top ten
Radio countdown
As allowed sound
Grounded system to friction
I seen the mission and I slip inside the mind
With all the blind I could rock a rhyme
Flip on time sight the condition expert tricks in this network
Your head jerk
Get shot you’re dead spot squirt all over
Like a clover patch
My soul is in this roll in this business Eye Witness
I clock the sticks in the prison with the lift
Decision to Trip made like blades in the shade
I get paid Yo for flow
I make the grade then take this below
I rep for glow on the cold cut yo

All you need is Cash
It takes Cash
To make a blast offing rocket talking soften the stalks in it with Ganja rinse
Herbals whence I heard the call
Of murder
On my cellie
I rang a Bell G
A lot on a lot of Pot
I sold the little dot even
I reinvented the wheel to screech tires
I light fires in the back of the mind with Michael Myers I design
The fist fighter
I rhyme tighter than 9
I bust a new wine for who could climb
I dust off the such as raw off it the Cash got me coughin’
I beat box in the rocks sing!
Murder Wing
The Cash always sing
Murder Wing
The Cash always sing
I could bring the thing out
To see you think about it
I rounded up the corners for in store floor board War
As the core in store for the flip for the drip born
I got it torn with Cash
How you see me ash out graffiti
I rock a Beat Street G
I easily indeed be on lean with the Green on the Scene
I just rock a beam but I quit Methamphetamine



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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/24/24 09:45 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 1,908
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 58 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865692 - 03/25/24 01:16 AM (21 days, 12 hours ago)

You got flagged down for your wagon G?
Smoke some herbs and be a Key up to the lead
A lot of peeps smoke Speed rub they feed it
Into the head turn Red and seeded crops that pop
I lock a lot of shots up the block to counter why not?
I founder of the Nation of the Station that plays the Radio Hits and
I split bands up to damage in the cut
I prefer produce but when my deuce is loose I skip the juice
And move to the fluid do it into ruins blue shit cool whip
All screws is hip to the flip because of Trip I nip
The buds off ripened raw I siphon out the law
I type to read it all and beat it scrawl Graffiti
I Beat Street down the block for the cheap talk of Feds
To turn up missing or dead

We Water
The Agua
The upper that cut your mind from the gutter
I Ice in this shutter blinds and lines of Snow
Blow out the nose froze it grows not
I alone shot the bone I smoke off
I choke off take the rope off my belt and shelf the dope as cope
For a hope I Gold Chain Rope I split the so and so in this with closed finished
I roll diminished my Water left me in Prison
Slaughter all that tough was rib in the eye to die for
I cry tore off the sign born in mind
I soar
Flipped the whole War and core of the problem
I revolve around on the ground I seen the pound click drop
Nonstop I feed the Glock as hip hop
You could Trip Stock on Water for the shorter mortal through portal
I torch true as my Drugs flew my mind over the line
I’m not blind I’ve seen the sign

The Strain Hunters
Are coming to your town
A thug put a round up in you seeking the heat bring the teaching all Wings
Light this with the sign in sight for flights to take and bake
On some Ganja make the Landrace shake and bake
I grow it sew the seeds up
All I read up on Ganja feed in the pluck for the lead warned
Crews had enough while I control the lens
I’m the Veteran from way back when
I scattered intend to recommend this Trip to a friend
I’m illegally bent
I flow cents
Big sacks I grow the flow Weed relax and on the roll
I’m bold as a cold front
Had this one Gun I from the Sun
I’m bladed rock fat cables with the display bid
Willing and able to the state melt the Gun off the shelf


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/25/24 01:53 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865698 - 03/25/24 03:08 PM (20 days, 22 hours ago)

It’s Cali Green in the Sunshine
We just spit one line
And it’s done find this Sack it back up the track with the max
I eight ball track as skate tall on wax
I proceeded to blast on a fool who tried to rule me
I take a G to school for free
Higher education as I rock the state hits rock with
I block the 6 up
I dish up the list with What?
I’m in bliss I’m lifted with the Spliffs
Trickery is what they done to G and pay a fee on top of
I pop a stop a lock burned
On top of Gun earned the profit
I do Mob Hits for the block ever since I rinsed
I shot some shit
I clocked a cinch
All in it the Street Talk is of the whence it came
Lead aim in the Gun you name
You’re to blame for your weak aim
I light the brain up
People don’t realize until the gleam shines on beam
Red dot with the Glock I make your head bust
You shoulda smoked a lot of Pot
And munched Mushrooms lit the lamp and amp beyond take the ride

Mountain Peak Ganja
A freak named Pete
Rolled it brief
He hold it Gold
Folded fifths
I cold in the sold when
I told Master chapter 10
I blasted off the Water Fast
I got the Cash
I seen heat rash
I be back with tracks
I bleed bled mean intend
To spread the deadly venom
I end then
I send in better than wetter when
I deader than doornail
To the floor nailed four four
I bailed out of the place Ace
Stale with the car chase
Relaxed his face
I microphone maced
I tasted the basted
Meat offa heat for the seat
I walk in brief I chalk concrete
I box beats
Top crease for the dot fleece
Hot a lot to rot in the Sun
For a Gun I seen under thumb
And blood lean into the drug
All this wall crisp follow hits
I ball slow lift the hollow bones
I swallow a Jones Cola
And make Soda Pop
I lock it locked

Rub a bud
Done a dub sack
From the blood bath
That ink as sink into
I real grew Trees fluid
I’m into lubricant now
My business is witness how
The poor with the floor can’t cure
The light in tighten rap drew her heat back
In a snap I Gun snatched lift the latch on the hammer
Bammer Weed siphon all you need shock some bleed
Some indeed run the G did they Ps up to seed stock
As beat the flock for Weed hot
I’m in the shop to pull it pop
I lead the jock onto the wrong true as blue
Doo Doo stains
Lighted lit brains and all that came is the name
I something aim up in the lane
Behind the mind fleece the find for grease and shock the East Coast
For relief the most incense intense
Hop the fence and leave the residence with the Shrooms crept
Make sure the cops don’t watch
As I take down the crop and drop some
When I’m home a hot Gun for the socked in Sun
I beat a block you better run
I get numb off the turf that lurk in the creep and sold the sheep
I stop it to clock it brief before I’m tip top
Lift some mushrooms Yo


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/25/24 08:25 PM)

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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 1,908
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 58 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865706 - 03/25/24 11:01 PM (20 days, 14 hours ago)

Oil Rigs
Wu all Weed till the Speed Bust
I bleed trust the gunshot to end it stop
I bend it when it’s in the end of fifths been senseless violence
All around the Volcanic Islands
I stare in silence while in the mind fist
I recline exist back as trip a sack
I got the Trippy Grass
I can flash a stash to last time birthday bash Hashish
I ran it Street
Man that Weed is the best when it’s in the flex indeed context you read
It be edited then I red it meant the center for the men more as War
Hardcore
When it rains it pours I lit this all in store for the floorspace
As stole face off taste I make the Gold Ace
I cold drew and based my taste on laced
I Spliff in Space
I got the Grace
To chip in takes it makes it naked
Crack Rocks ache my head and then
I bend break it
Like Flake yo I shake I make the place Baked on Ganja
Smoke a little Crack then roll a Bomber

I’m swimming in shit
All I need is 1 lit
See the Sun Set
And the Drum beat bet I trust that as Gat folded into lot of the Frame I came with
I got to explain Trip to kids
I light up cigs
Of Ganja
I form and on one worn as bomb some
I calm numb and strong like a metal I Beam
While I realize Cream
I got the Gat inside of me
I don’t pull it unless the manifest of the Stress
I lock it best clock it to the shock with the nuclear Test
I walk as dropped I popped the place
Shot my Ace drew back with the crew intact
I Moon in the 1 Sun for Gun to Rap
I react to the black I flip the stats
Release these tracks

Meathead
All speed spray as lead the delay
This beat’s dead I breach head into brain and red rain
Come down claim this hood I claim
I busted to the trust back in shame gushing blood and running thug
I mug the drugs up for the plugs up
So Yo!  Who’s got the Pot?
I like some Herbs I turn over profit like shoulder the weight cold as this set it straight
I bet it’s great again when your plate it spin relate
Hate all the weight moving bake soothing in the skate on keep moving and grooving
I got the tune in to spoon in I doom then
I ruin all the flew in brew lend a coin and true as employ the void I rock it to the coin flip
I’m bomb on the Trip with the OZ for weight I bake
Shake the make and model all hot pull up the throttle I got genie in a bottle
I top model for the hot heat of the Street I run it deep in the lock turn
I stock burn up a sheet of paper as caper
Flipped the neighborhood with this stood in the difference is I’m good with my hands
So my knockout stands around the block round and dance


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/26/24 02:47 PM)

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Hollywood
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Last seen: 1 hour, 58 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865722 - 03/26/24 04:52 PM (19 days, 20 hours ago)

Box bat
As lock fat
I destroyed the dirty rat that heard first Gat pulled
Annulled
I dulled the way in to the station
I make men turn Gray and I lace them
I trace then to outer space and I disgrace the about face crew as base drew
I case the who that in the movie?
Talkin’ straps and pulled heat raps
I Gun back at the stance with no chance they answer ants in the pants
I like the dance I lead by lance my mean average I slam it jam it big
With the swig of Ginseng I lit the thing
Toxic this stock bring to rock it down to one Wing

Kids don’t know what that means Don
To split a beam on
And lit Cream song and dance
Easy in the branch yell out Cancer
For the answer I swerve around the curve
I lit all my nerves up
Function as one Sum
I don’t run from I run to
The stew of Death like who crept
Some slept on the Left Wing wrong as blessing in the Amen
I stain blood red and maintain tend to the lane as spread
In the vein kids shoot dope and drop dead explain
At the rope’s end of the lane I shoot up smoke that
I choke back and broke cats like folk’s flat tires
I speed on wires for the desired effect
Inspect that baseball bat and lex
I chill out smoke Pot and stop the Flex on the dot Yo


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/26/24 05:15 PM)

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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 1,908
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 58 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865730 - 03/27/24 12:35 AM (19 days, 13 hours ago)

I release pain from my case with a lemon shake
Ten Dollars worth past a gemini
I lent the eyeball until I cry no more
No more Wars
All core is floored to the North
I spot a dot that shot at with a baseball bat
Release the tire flat and hit higher than a Gat
Mean Mac and bleed seen proceed
All I want is Weed
Ganja with the indeed Cold Golden Juices I Reduce These

I’ve got Mangoes creeping on my Lemons!
The ripe fucking Mangoes
Major death blows and KOs come from at to sum it the gun hit
I run the Spliff
Catch a whiff I top twist as feed to recede into the exist
I rocked speed
I’ve got an A Deuce Meth Case I need to sell as L
I elevate straight  hit the name job as lane clobbered all up and down
I lit the crown
My Mangoes and Lemons make me Down

Psilocybin
Set it straight
You can cop weight
And lock it at 8 Ball
All they skate follow the hollow with the all glowing seeing and knowing eye
I run the dime down
As I align around town
I shot down the enemy
As I spent a round tens a pack and back up the stack I max
Receipt relax and chill after I was ill on the Trip
My heightened grip off the siphon I sip
We men or mice then?


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865735 - 03/27/24 08:49 AM (19 days, 5 hours ago)

I liquidate
I liquidate
You got a Gun?  That’s great
Throw it up on a plate and seen the tax skate as black hand
I got the gang to throw it up and
I Soldier Stand as Gold as the cold did the plan to unfold
I rolled cold with Solid Gold
I ripe too old for the bold to mould
I crisis told as scolded I folded it back up
The map so you could see the Gat tucked
I fact as ruckus I buck this
License luck to find as wind I climb
Stop on a dime
I murder inclined to rhyme as burner
Did the time and curve a straight line
I fate is mind

A primate
Up in the blind lane
Declined game
Set it say in it wet it
Better than cement?
I doubt it I crowded
Found out how now did
The mountain
About then peak
I shock the freaks who reek of Ganja Smoke
Fit in broke with a coat I sip it soak
In the witness protection program
I show the jam back at it to the flag
Rag hang with the sag I blame
The gang bang I rang my thing and I swing
I light this type that to bring with the ice slid
In I win
I got the venom
Relaxed past the end of the dead
Soaking the lead
Bullets in the bread you clock head you shock

Santa Claus Spontaneously Combusted
Santa Claus Spontaneously Combusted
Santa Claus Spontaneously Combusted
UHHHHHH!
He dusted off his sauce and busted cloth
Low wind like hurricane in his brain
He lit the flame
Light up straight right up
All the elves were in silence
While the toys piled up
I style my Chucks after Santa’s bucks
I love his nuts
Christmas Nuts for distance trucks in the witnesses
Of Jehovah
Who don’t celebrate Christmas
Nice to know yah!
Santa Claus Spontaneously Combusted
Santa Claus Spontaneously Combusted
Santa Claus Spontaneously Combusted
UHHHHHH!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/27/24 04:19 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865738 - 03/27/24 05:57 PM (18 days, 19 hours ago)

18,000,000
Tiny Bubbles
Through the drink like blood ink I link
Think the sink is big I swig
Liquor thicker than the fixture and I wicker man
I lift your can into the plan to see the sand and land
Like this brand my mic flow planned
My Ice glow as I slice low I bike and fold
I’m Gold I write this sold on cold wind
Crew as within within Sin I double spin
You could practice then match this catch this
Mattress padded laddered up scattered batter up
I ran the truck down to the trust in town round
I’m bound I locked the lounge
Clocked to see it box bit with heat
Glock Clips

Cocaine
Locked in the location
Flow Nasal drip that skip the itch I cinch
In the stuff you need enough to rush
I light this hype this Crack Rock stuff that mastered the knock on wood flustered
Like Mustard the spice lights the eyes with battle cries as a Soldier Sighs
Smells the smell and gels into Heaven then for intelligent
To head it back again
Make this track spin relaxed when the life on the line hinge
On the mic grab up the stab up within the product
All locked shut
The doors the floors tilt as wilt
I might recycle built this Snow out of kiln that blow
Sold my soul and hold that told back as Wizard roll that
Mold the track as clack thunder strapped with gun one wonder
The sum a high number I from the lumber hum
Up the drum up the Sun came up
And my blades erupt

All the best legal herbs are shit
Burn trip up the clip in
I written
I’d like to spit in the kitchen
For the 6 in
I sit and spin
Relax field the glass with vitamin rich
Might try this twitch
Die because of the buzz that was
I does a drug and make it the shrug shoulders wake and bake 420
Is my favorite
I don’t just savor the flavor I labor of love
Like a glove to push and shove
I rock this thug botched the works
In shirts that tucked
I plug a drug up with love and hugs and kisses
And well wishes
With the distance I listen
In this keen the soul tight glisten


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/27/24 07:02 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865739 - 03/27/24 07:55 PM (18 days, 17 hours ago)

We gangster
Thanks to the Stash House
With the mighty mouse clones for phones in the house
I run the game down and triple crown
Light a round up and town struck by
The buck by the ocean potion rung fly in motion
Sung by the whirlwind spinning Dragon
All bag in I ran tag?
I gang flag with the sag?
Not that either
I run it real through the key blur
I make it turn as bleed there
All that speed in the air you be there or be square as rare as a lamp I amp
I microphone vampire
Ignite the fire under the wire for desire I lift it higher
I got the tires skid marks all over the road
We got the stock and rode the dope game with this dope flame
Smoke the cheap product
Mexican like Sets begin I left you inside for the ride
It’s deadly been there with the thin air

I’ve got a Drunken Style
OD on Gold and Platinum ropes brain key in the GP
All seed sown all leaf blown away
Fold and through the Hay rolled and true to today
I say I sold on the Dawn come CRACK!
Out the back attack sacked up
I Mac Truck I fast buck off jack Sun
Gun from one I showed the numb as hung with a rung under there
I come through beware
I scare the shit out of
I round Dove as likeness like scrub in the Hype Trip
My bike flipped the psychic
All heights hit
I bite grip of tight lip as might slip up
The ship come and one
On that from they hung with the done respect One Love Bet
I thumb sweat get it fresh and headed to death with the dreaded
Locks and all blocks fiend for the ups and roll up cops
All Solid Gold with the stocks on I drop a popcorn swarm
With the block born on drugs
Homicides and rides in the ride I trying to stay alive

My Ball Cap saved my ass
I’m tall fat with chin made of glass
I rake through the ash
I mean to master
I dance faster and last your haphazard
I phantasm
I chasm spanned
I like this and I type twitch damn
I love Gold and Platinum
I understand the land
I life this brand like like a man to stand up
I ran chuck the plan is on the bong smoke
I busted joke up rusted that cat
Must it be that hat I wear as tear?
Bear arms my life I’m aware charms
The Ganja farms for they stare at your bombs you drop
Ball Cap up the wall mat as back art it static
I’m magic I got the herbs and lanterns
I chance it to dance with
So the hands quick as standard
I banished to the realm of all hell breaking loose
A deuce I light it juice
I tighten noose
I right on these fruits
To boot I clock loot
I don’t shoot up the place I just Ace


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/28/24 01:54 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865741 - 03/28/24 02:12 AM (18 days, 11 hours ago)

I melt the Sun
Ganja Dance
All held from a strand
All Guns busted and I just that cat to scatter the map off the back
I outlast all class fiend and flow till the Ganja is ash
I light it up clasp the white out
The Gun is out
Yo put that away in the dugout
Hittin’ balls with baseball bat
I from the Stat
As magic has it I land it phat
Do damage I got the advantage
In a fight I mean to ignite
It’s just right to beam hype
That’s Meth talk mic as dead walk
I spread Hawk
Ganja brings a complex dance with wings
I mic this bring up such light as things
I just bust pipe and done swim the rings
Bracelets necklace I chain snatch etch in
The best when they test I spread the edge
Over the measure never ends like treasure
Back as clever my law is several saw the brawl
I light this tight this tall as white fist
I might risk my life
I got the knife

Edge a crispy bill and all chill
All the heads swarm on the Feds
Turn the Streets Red
The Gun meant once was as cuz dread
I thug the drug up that’s Meth
That done once as spread the dunce cap on my head pulling stunts
I come from the none as from the spread
I Gun to the head
All drugs thugs bled offa
I soften into the raw Cocaine
I blame the aim I got on Pot
I flow a lot for the dot to come up crop
I cycle the shot with the rifle I plot
The psych pull up the white full and null
All of that got caught in the pull
Of the Dragon
Bullshit walks with a full clip taught
That full hit of Ganja breath medicinal ought to be smoked by all folks
I light it up to tight it up
The sight seen pluck!
The nerves from eyes as cries in full sides
Of the Gun pop I take strides to get the Eyes Red
My mind fled the exit when I saw the Meth and check hits
Extra crisp

I got the Hype Trip and lock it shock it with the 6
I hot to skip with the rip up the flip stuff and lift
I love to get lifted but only with a Spliff
My Spliff is never dusted
Laced with the Outer Space
I mean to chase my Spliff with another Spliff
My medication slips me into the bliss be the twist
I cycle missed the bicycle on tricycle
My mind it pull solid Icicle
Still I shop for the block as my mind in my skull dull that pain
All murder in the chain I’m a Pothead and remain
Shot dead as the hip hop medicate the dreads for fate
I busted the plate such as the grease again
All vacation I take my plate spin I mic this up to the end
I Phone stuff off grow my crop and shove off to sea
Overseas with the Gs I lock up Ps a lot
I got the hot Wings
Murder brings these things crews that swing on you
All license with the brew to slice heads off Gong Fu
In the check the box I wreck the toss the 9
I recline as I begin to shine
Get a Ganja connect as blind in the X spot the dot
I’ve got a Gun that shot
I rock the mop up
Smoke some Pot and pop up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/28/24 12:09 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865756 - 03/28/24 01:39 PM (18 days, 10 minutes ago)

You could catch a shark in park
After dark with the mark done Diddy harp play bust the relay
I chase to case with the face for it
I tore it off for foreign make believe
I deceive with my relief
Before in brief
All I need is some Ganja to float one on here as belong ear to the Streets
We got the Meth disease with the cheese
In this inbreeds I might just seed money the Gun Heat
I run the defeat this with the easiest they bleed
From the beach I seek Reefer for the Creep up and Tore with Sweet Leaf
I rock the sheets as bed creased
For the East 
I shock and rock around to the talk of the town the Crown
I light this now I fight this
I might just get in tight with the crispy
Double leaf frisky with the skip heat
Bust that with Weed and I must strap up the indeed kids with no Green
Clean but do it with the Spliffs I stay and fiend off the lean cost it
It’s awesome to be a Pothead
I seen the speed freaks murder instead with the good grief
All they need is some Prophet to cop it and hit it stop it
I flock to the Dead as shed in the back got the Max
Super Sweet with facts I grew up in the Streets
Of Hollywood all that release and seek the taste of the Sativa for a breather

Recline on the assembly line
I spot a 9 making an 8 Ball
I love an 8 Dragon breaks all the weight hollow flake off the bake off
I make soft all the related costs are lost in the mix
To fix the problem
All revolved around the spot with the crisp
Involved with the list I missed the Trip as Glizzy
I strip heat off the beat recycle complete
All hypes bleed up the sheet who got lost in the meet
Mix the breed with the breeze up the knees
Lost with the steez to make cheese
I lock
All talk is flocked with the stock hits up the block
I sight the lost with the boss to make it sauce that cost a lot
All Soldiers on Pot I roll and spot the cold air
Tight a Gold relax as bold air
I sold the fair for flare to DARE Program I hold I am the mold
Break it to take it told as scold I break it back and rake it max
I make tracks with sack I rewrite black as laps swam
I light these stacks on the AM I play them
I’m in the blade and you get sprayed all over the place with your snake out


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/28/24 04:08 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865763 - 03/28/24 06:37 PM (17 days, 19 hours ago)

I love the Wu Tang Locks
The Gong Fu styles ran for miles with the Ace
I place all about face
I wish they’d chill but they ill
Can’t handle space until I make it great again
I’m not late to win with in satiation
I replace fender benders with end there as care as scare
I rip tear the air with bare hands and weapons
My hands are poisonous for all the toys in this
I employ all the 6 to take flicks off the measure rinse
Ever since I’ve been getting high on supply I fist up the Third Eye
Crush it blurred by I’m not rusted Mind I’m old school
I cool with the tool and flipped the rule on the fuel tank
I sank into bank like crankshaft with the aft forward core War Word up

Get a stash of Ganja to smoke
We love Ganja more than Coke or I bomb on lawn chair
As form as rare
I careful to lit the air pull down one round
I ton from the run on the Pot
We seek the dot for a top to make
From the bottom we shake
All break as make it rake it in
Dough before you blow top
You the sure shot
As Ice in 9 Glock with the business
Herbals
What is this?
First of the third to dip crisp hits up
My shit stuck in the dead run as Gun from the Feds
All recycled all bled
Murder further as they fled

We got the Tree sap
Run the map with no Gat I seen that
I beam backwards and all over as I Soldier
I roll cold there
I’m Fasting Ginseng
My mind stings in eyes
I disguised as surprise
I bloodshot eyes
Still on kill buds
Release these
Deceased freeze up thugs all breeze
I like cheese
Wonder he’s a number one gun from Sun
I like this plum picker
Wicker man
Quicker kick the can and brand
I’m in high demand for the rhyme gets bland

Chi
The
Invisible thread of life
Roll the dice not
I thought of before I core to it
Blue hit the wonder of medicine
I’m an herbalist
Extreme Word with this
I dream of the scheme that
Lean back to the place
Where the medicine is get a taste
The Veterans have the make and model
I could put it into the hot glow
Warm flow of Chi Gong
I light this strong
And chill
As I smoke a Bong


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/28/24 09:24 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865769 - 03/28/24 10:00 PM (17 days, 15 hours ago)

Escape from the Yard
As shards penetrate
From fragmentation
Everyone’s language
Is the tag Trip to manage
I scavenge for the ran it thick
I don’t brandish
I got advantage in Fight
I take flights off lights
I Mighty Might
I dust that cuss write on gunfire
Under the wire
I come higher like a fire
I’m the buyer of the article
I Trip it zip it like particle beam
I come clean
Unseen with the run Cream

I’m going to climb onto you backwards
Bring a sack towards further than murder click clack force lurker
In the burger I word up
Hit the 3rd duct for Alpha Struck
Relax and chuck the fact is PLUCK!
Mother sucker I pucker up the duck word as brother
My lover is another I hover over
Soldier colder with the roller I folder upper
I suffer from the rubber rung the cutter
Snip Trip the dips off lips that sticks it in from behind
I rewind got the grind I dotted line sign
Relax recline as fine as a sack come my mind with tax
I free heat up the Street face as beat the drum tracks
I come to wax make it Maximum
Off a sack I hum a Gun Off ganja run off the tongue soft
And fluid all crew to it murder screw it in
I clue in to begin all they true as that
Blue as that

Put it on Speed hops
The bleed box the meaning talks the Weed all Walks
The gleaming all seeming in the being Cement
I Chi bent the seen in a dream and leaning on Cream
I scream of the path that wrath
Hit up the stash and blast on a fool with Cash
I feed the Hashish to the last brief before Speed
I lock you indeed pull it top you like seed you grew
I show I slow up the fold with Gold Up
I Cold Up frozen shows with the rows in it to spin it flows
I shock around the clock I got it Scotch tape
Busted a flake frosted lately I lost it tossed it
I boss of the shit law written in bitten twice
I rolled dice I shot the Ice spittin’ on the device


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/29/24 06:00 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865793 - 03/29/24 10:54 PM (16 days, 14 hours ago)

A real connect
Cold and Platinum Hex flack jackets in sets
Come correct soar in this above the floor in respect
Dimwitted cash a check I still written
I slip in to fit in the shiv
Psycho and the lights blow I live the type flow
Off and roll to the metro
All the sets flow the flex slow up
The show up head you grow up and bust POP!
Nonstop like a Glock your head shock
The left flock with the red rocket up to chalk it up
I stock it plummet lock it dumb shit
With one wish left I’m fresh and cleansed the next
3 Time Felons

Herbs are potent
The black and I broken it
The Set I wrote in to keep check I reflect
Dance and spec wrap your edge
Cash with a sledgehammer
Grammar with a understanding
Commanding?
No.
We relay the hand in the thing with one Wing
Psychic I bike it until I sting
I the type you make King of the Swing
Batter ring I Soldier injure
Kick your been torn
Rip and Roar as I soar
On Cannabis Sativa
A Head High that make you fly

Caffeine
Your last Green Leaf shot you up to the top with the spot and the pot of coffee
I lost heat on the Street I soften to the off key
I write it toss the in G Wagon
I flag in the staggering handle that sing
I relight the bright
Take flight out of sight with the fight
I mic up frighten when I tighten
I psychic in the mix men excite and then bite
I just light it up right
I full of the white
I light


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/30/24 11:26 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865798 - 03/30/24 12:04 PM (16 days, 1 hour ago)

A few puffs off a Meth Pipe
Your said flight
Within dart as fed through the heart
Rhymes they start to kick
I flip a Trip and seen inside the Green Ganja
I bomb on here with a coat
I remote view all askew ask your crew
I flight into the bright lights as I ignite
POP!

I sight a stop in the plot so I cop drugs
Thugs restore through the War on Weed Core
I dust Speed and trust that
I must Phat
Intact on the map with done Caps
We sight can’t relax we so hype
But I’m all night I take it tight to break it off
Right

Water
A court order that you sorted into there
Stroll through the air scroll about the herbal
I heard it slow through the roll
I tighten insight within the thing right on it
To the dog armament I’m hard and then I kept
It back years for the flex and hat
I got the Gat
I burn up and heard in the truck as you duck
I got luck
I decided to chuck a ride that I hide inside
Flipped my mind as I drip Psychedelic
I hit the hella shit get lit
Intelligent to drink a lot and soul got shot
Off the fold we Gold Platinum
Release the cap and then spread
Eagle all we tell is the sequel
I seen you repel
Back as the necessary evil
I be elevated straighten twist inflated
With the R rated expletive deleted
Raps true as G hit the sequence

Mushrooms
Bust through the top
A high dose stop the heart from the mark Set
I relate the Y into the Eyeball
I seen the Sign install the free fall
On the ball
I writing on the wall
Frightening to kids
And skids
I light the lids the OZs
With cheese I breeze through after I bleed drew blood and Thug
I license with the Ice in to spice ten
I splice into the wire retire on fire
Now I get higher mix the twice with the worst as once captivate fronts
Off the stunts I run one Gun
And from it I sum it All
In a Ball I whip and Trip 10 feet tall after I shrunk
A slam dunk into the trunk
You get sunk



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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/30/24 12:43 PM)

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    #865800 - 03/30/24 02:52 PM (15 days, 22 hours ago)

Recoup and all through it do it
Fluid
Murder crews with your next Gun glue in it
To stupid till you flew slid into the Gang that don’t Hang
I cycle rang the pipe full
I’m Michael N
I rifle and then I’m a sight seeing true believing Ghost yes the real thing
With the real Wings my type of dreams
I scream and cries in the eyes
A Soldier dies as all hardly denies
They supply the blood red and Thug Dead
As murder spread through the hills
Crews get chills down the spine as I recline
I shot a dime sack and rewind back
To the War for more to the core
I just floor the gas to Florida
Pick up the stash and Ash it Cash bit
My rap mix up drugs for the exact trick
Of Magic

Crossfire laid
Out the black tire grade
As Gunfighter sprayed shots
All ways in knots that fade
I rayed out like Sun for a Sum
I from the someone Sunday run play
I no delay
Ice in the Snow go low
For Afro
I landrover
I Supernova
I glow yah
Off the folder
Much colder
I roll there
And threadbare
As they dead air
I lit the player up
Rhymesayer in the cut
The mayor What?
I got some guts that fucked up
I truck into the next truck weapon
I steppin’ no threat in the checks and
I crept in
Slept in the fight as ignite
My next one Run on some from
A Ganja Lung Gold as Humboldt County

They call me dead nerve
Word the Herb as Painkiller
Relaxed muscle trust you’ll bust fully
When the rush come into
The been through that
Flew with the Gats and Weapons on the Maps
Impact intact with tax in wax
For fun fact I relieved the strap
I been back and then seen Crack and Acid
LSD plus Water G to a copy
I mop up with heat
Who’s gonna stop me?
I spin a lot and I’m free
To do the job with the Ganja Tree
I top of the Tree as they cop heat
On the Street the drum beat
Cycle complete Hype I mic up the Breed
As rough as tough for the trust as Weed
I call it to follow all hollow
I Ball yo and gentle
Tai Chi
The Blue Dragon Dance too advanced
For the novice I bomb on this
It’s wrong to flow Fist
And go twist up a J you fucking Slayer
Michael N for Mayor!
I’m the Shock Layer!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/30/24 06:49 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #865809 - 03/30/24 07:30 PM (15 days, 18 hours ago)

Ganja is good for Nerves
As Meth Swerves into
The Ganja rid you of Pain
Relax Muscle and Brain tissue
Lit the Crystal one day to make a pistol
I came into the stage with the page turned
I burned herbs up
I like the Ganja Herb Word Up
I hit a bird up as a kid I did
I like to try different types of smoke
And medicinal effect
No Joke
No Edit
No Credit
Just the Head Trip on Sativa
It’s a dream to be in the Cream
With the Herbal Lean
I test Herbs superb as the verb you heard
I’m still the Bird
Licensed to the churn in the Ice and I slice
Lemon Lime into drinks I pink elephants
All this relevance in modern day
Shock and I lay down
The spray round the way
I tighten to fight in this
Might solid shot knock a fool out
I run the route no doubt
The herbalist I scream and shout
About the Herbs as I Word Up
Hit the Herbs Up!

When the Herbs go down
Light the Crown
I could see down and feel around for the soul coming from the hum as One Gun
I sum
Up the truck rope as done Dope I choke as I smoke on the Ganja
I release freeze as I breeze through
All cheese drew crowds as fleas drew blood and bite down real tight
Suck the essence of the flesh and I best split
The scene with light beams
I clock the Cream and shock a lot with a lot of Pot I got I flow lock
I tight the top as nonstop lit it hit it
I Trip with the flow didn’t roll under like Thunder with one word as Bird heard Murder
I’m a Ganja Sack further than that rap
Now I’m about to go hard for the Yard I pull the card
Of the garden fresh Soul true as best brew
I can’t tell you who but I gel through the crew with this Herbal Stew
As I flew on Witch’s Broom
Under a full moon
You could watch as I Scotch
Bagpipes with ran heights on flights
Crew keeps it tight
Allright


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/30/24 10:13 PM)

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