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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866881 - 06/23/24 09:40 AM (28 days, 30 minutes ago)

Apocalypse Now
Sign of the Times
What Lines of Cocaine float in the brain
I rock a chain that chalked up
Fully loaded Glock cut
By the box cutter
I no other than
The jam heat ran the Street
Bust a whole ass creeper
Sought my Reefer
I shot him in the front as stun Gun
For sum I got that rung
As Black Murder in the sack
Fully done as Crack Cocaine
I Rush
Bust back with the trust that
I flushed straps out
Run the Crack House
Murder downtown
With the rounds
I drop Pounds and shock with
The Pot I fold it to Soul Lit
Yo Hold it
I Cold did the skid as back as hidden
What’s written is you don’t fit in

The fruity flavor Nugs 
Of the Sativas
We pack a Tropical Punch off the hunch that one baseball bat made a run
Crack!
Just hit a homer I’m a stoner I come back with a one word
As phone call earn the clones install the Ball and Hollow Tip
The shot to shit product
I lock up Suns as top get heavy
Back and steady
I’m tired of Gunfights and ready
One night I lit up a head heat as dead in the Speed
Meth
Breed that I smoke Pot with Feedback I heat
Heaters bead up with the seed stock react
I plant a plot
Don’t get caught or ripped off
I seen a Gun Gloss floating over the loss of life and strike a match batch
I seen the Gun attached to the Sum as trapped up it for the hum
All the coming from the tons
I got Pot Lungs
I shock as stop that bleed already with heat strapped
I’ll be back on tracks and run over Streets with maps
I cap Gats with the hats I rhyme black words as a bird burst

I eat the pizza

I cry over the business to run guns master Suns and back like funds
In this tons
Of Trip slip up you get written up all over the face
Now you tattooed all over the place
Lit it Alien Race
I flipped the bass back and trace
Murder was the case
I bring it further back and taste
You a disgrace hit it up in the naked bake that
Make a brain react like gold chain relax
I chill and tax
Master that chapter captivate rap as plate for forty days and nights
Will in flights I make it like Nikes
I shock the types steel in to peel them
I stream run red from bloodshed
Murder instead I throw curves and fools they swerve
All over the road chill in code
The Set about to explode I corrode all the told that metal like boiling kettle
I seen them settle back and gel
All hell broke loose I flipped a deuce back and gang truce
You could break loose I got a noose
Clock it shoes and socks all the box went moves
To the dance groove



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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/23/24 04:20 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,320
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 43 minutes, 11 seconds
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866884 - 06/23/24 04:48 PM (27 days, 17 hours ago)

Check it
Respect Black
Seen the Sun and stretch that
All over the max called colder for Sets that
Reflex come tracks that necks snap
But that’s only raw I saw
Back another crack a jaw
Left over straw
Ganja
I bomb on one as I Shogun
I rip it rows with the slum
As sum over money all the gun heat in the Street to flow beat
Drums over each
Coat as float in the boat
Over the notes I play in the Gold Chains I hold
Rap and told that I sold flats homes and smoke bones
Flipping over tones make the soma
I comatose
Ripped it wrote this so I hope I twist and groove
All over flip it smooth
I chill and sober like a Golder than a Street Fame Gold Chain
I roll in the lane I still proclaim
Mastery
A fool has to be
Back up on Trees snap the cheese
Crack the Wine back
As a linebacker roll through the chapter cold brew
Disaster

We got the sawed off shotgun
A Mafia favorite
All flavor that
Wave your shape as the takes place in the bass flip that hit Crack Cocaine
In lanes I get wax
Maintain I hip hop black proclaim
Light this like the Name in lights read you your rights
Fist fights over blades in the shade
Come like they stay in the sway
After chapter the drunken master
I roll Faster
Hasta be the key to see
I on Trees
G up to freeze
In the cut with this sneeze in this like fetus I born as torn believe this
You been warned
About Guns
Mine weigh a ton combined they lock the Sun
I right to take bake that
Lit the place that fat cat displays Gats
All seen and heard tap the toes blacken all the attack in it shows
I flip the first ten rows and after that glow
I back on hold after I rolled the fool
In the alleyway
That ain’t cool to see another day

I’m in the place now
In Outer Space when I get wasted on laced Weed
I tasted the speed in the J you rolled proceed
To flow indeed
Cold as hold that hit I roll that split the whole bag
I’m lit now
In the place how I take it down
In the chamber sound like POP!
The remainder of how I use the Glock on your brain there
Kids get way scared when I bare
The lay there and get Kd up and tear the place up
I make this chill and the cut displaced what?
Until this blade stuck in the Sun Rays come
And nothing been the same since
I get in rinsed and Trip on the regular back in the segment
Black came up and the Ray of Sun bent
That’s how it went
Master it every cent
I play with the Ace of Spades made the rent and displayed
Blood all over it came the thug and that’s made man
I lit the brain for the trashcan to taste that J again man
This time let’s lace it with Crack Cocaine


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/23/24 07:49 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866885 - 06/23/24 09:21 PM (27 days, 12 hours ago)

Meth hops the line
Meth is story time function
All hit they punch in the clock and this is it
Get a Glock Crip Walk
Seen the different crews talk
Back and back woods stalk
I got the Herb and locked
Flipped the bird to the top
Spit the verbs that spot
Dip the nerve in I serve then
Get the word when
I’m magic hit it back and forth
And tragic
Split the addict
Down the middle and rag it
Dragon lit the flag and wave
Home of the brave
The slave tight development
Stage fright
Envelopment
I stay hella bent
Lay back the intelligent say I’m strapped
Made this rap I’m the Gray Alien
Stay on the track function
Pack and lunch ends suffer from the lead
I pull the trigger and you dead
Fully loaded to the head
Exploding tip Bullets
All I gotta do is pull it
I soak in the wool Trip the null and void
Toyed with
The Sun
I got a Gun
It’s not a toy I employ the fully auto destroy
All that
Thought so
I brought slow in rap got low
I loaded on the map and draw cold
I cold rolled through the fold I’m told
I got Gold

We got the Hawks
The Psychedelic
Drops
That tight that swell the optic
I box off a rock I caulk
The cracks with the latex
I foam and spray Techs
Roam
The place with the Ace
Get the slightest taste
You laced
Split the bass drum
The way it come with haste
I got the Bullet taste
I hit hits up with the Bud
I light this
I tight whip
I might Trip again
See you past ten on the Meth
I locked the talk was Lifted
Hawks with the Lit wicks
I’m sick
Get it with the sticks
I got the Filipino
I beam slow into the cream
Four Four
On the dream I got the lean
The bullet on the scene
I blade team
Gift the homie with the Green
I get it dream
Of the fully
I lit is with the skully
I got the dull heat
To the beat
With the gun on the Street
Dusted back complete
Trust that
I must Cap
I gut to the strap cussed at
I rusted the Mac 10
I got a lamp then
I solid as men with the wallet
What you call it?
I Ball it

Crushin’
Sacks bring percussion
Black as function as War
Drunk in Blood to the core
Flipped the four four
I got it locked at the door
You got stopped
I dropped it with Pot
A lot of laced 8s
And fully taste the place shake
Make it bake
Take it break it up breaker
I fin to life taker
Max as made there
Blades in the air
I wave cause I’m a player
I’m the major league
Military fatigues
Battle with the indeed
Type I saddle up rattle the drum
Sat in the Sun and cat back
Twisted rap back
With a Strap
I got the Gat it’s like that
Hype on this track the gun fat
As drumrolls
My Gun controls the sector
Hold it down etch my Crown
Into the round drop it on the ground
With about Ten Pounds of Pot
I’m not a novice
I shock this box with
The top Set
I insurance with the bet
To flourish with the rep
The purest form of norm
License War in the Ice in
Galore I spot the price rise
Bullet between the eyes


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/24/24 12:21 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866887 - 06/24/24 01:27 AM (27 days, 8 hours ago)

Dead step
All the heads rolled back Red
On the Dead track
I run Sun over a Dead one
To the head with the Gun
This is the Sum
Of the wages of turn the pages flavors
Candy Painted friction
In your jurisdiction
I’m on a mission in position
To legalize the Green Eyes
All over signs of boulder crushing roller
Ice Cream Polar
Hit the Solar Cell
Gel into the thin drew back and win
Crew exact on a track
With Red strap the fact is the track singe
Up in the thing it ring ding
Light this like Wing
I write this to type spin the white sheet
As a Gun beat into the Street
To suffer defeat
You eat concrete
Lock in the top and box numb
On the hard drugs that full of blood
Enter the Sun with the Gun
Fully strung on Dead hum
Back and Relax Dead Sum
On the tracks
For black ink the tax incorporated
Stated back at the graded blades fade this
The ray of Sun twist into a bow
So you know I got your soul
Under complete control
With the stranglehold
I manage Gold
I roll Platinum
I got a nice chain
I’m still Ice brains
With the blood stains
As Sun gains a run on funds
Blades
Soldiers with the guns and grenades
Nuke till you puke

We don’t Crush Crystal Meth
We rush the Set
And get hit off any hits of deadly spits
The grits box as bit top
I walk comes with Suns for Guns and Gun runs lead to tons of lead spit
I’m dead and I hit I lit you quick
Dead as a skip I put you to bed relax your head
I’m fully fully of bullets
I pull hits on the fullest of idiots who start shit
I guard it on the margin with the hard head
I flip the farm and turn red all into this alarm just like I said
I box heads up
Tracks I send up
So you end up
Dead struck and without bucks flag cold clucks down the rag
My man is a sand dune
All in Cancun Mexico now
All I did was cycle how I bid hit the heights pull out stout and you dead
Pull heat in the Street to a drum beat
I thumb at this cheap as drum sums and creepers with the fatal stung
This lesson of one strung guess in the manifestation
I back at the station skipping brain dead
All I said was I come back Red
And now they fed up

Those Mushrooms
I opened up the big 8 cleanse and crush 1s dead
My thoughts bled into each other
Each rubber lead comes out spread
Magic and I’m Dead
Not tragic I’m Deadhead and I tag on the Set
I Bullet bet came back with the rep
I sighted on a line done 1 line and my head just fine
Snow Blind
Roll over diamond
Controlled as the sign and I strolled
I Rushed and Loaded
Flipped the floated magic coated
Tricks I voted skips the head with licks
Packs of lead that Set that
I breadbasket as casket dead with my ass kicked
Lighted the glass with the track slip
Up and Up
It’s chill type stuff so seal your snuffbox
I rolled up on shocks
With my Mushrooms I cock Glocks and bust tunes


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/24/24 04:35 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866892 - 06/24/24 07:09 PM (26 days, 15 hours ago)

Soaring to new heights
We got War on the nights out
Swipe the card as hard as the farthest
Lights down with the Crown
Murder
Rounds come out
One without the tear this Trip out
The sick route
Guns down with One Round left in the step to the crew
All back this like brew
I mic up with the clue the right stuff
The light is rough for the tough city
With One lit heat
To the beat down the Street
I run with Gun that weighs a Ton come from the Sun
Back and black that with drugs
I copped stacks that stand out on route
The Gun jammed in your mouth

Some Good Green Bud
Coming up!
One run to the store for core
I whipped it and Tripped it with some tabs
In the labs I came there to the strange beware
Of the stare down
I wear the crown
Let my hair down
I don’t play around
I lit these round up
Flip bound to tuck weapon
All Soul as I crept in
These tracks are slept on
I left the bong back at the stable
But I rolled a J and I’m able
I turn tables and chairs
Rearrange bare minimum I be skimming some profits
On the mob stress that raw and I flex
Tear out Techs beware of the 9 steps of the Dragon

All the fiends with the keys
Got Cream to run a stream of brew
All clues lead to the crew
Who do it fluid?
Run back screw into tracks on knew that!
Blew that back rule in rap I blow a fool off the map
It’s like that
I fin to cold tax some wax
Proper to spin a record stop there
I lock air
Bare witness as I scare on the Hitlist I dis tricks
I mic this with the blessing not stressing
Coming back with the Gun the Left Wing Sum
All bet these beats hung
Like runs over drugs for thugs that spun
I light this just like that
Run a rạp down from the Crown
A Yo!  Get down.

Snowsuits
All cloned and wrapped up in cash while stoned
I flipped some dash cam
Hit the Bammer not ever I got Green Bud forever
That’s seen thug as be in Blood as one love
I flipped the stuff
That crushed cancel
The man tell it
I sell it back to the dude
Who gave me this mood
I ruin in the do in the place
Flip the taste and split the bass
Hallucinogenic
Back and credit past the edit
I head it up and Set
Cash or credit I never check therefore render sent and bent on entrance
I put you on the guest list
For the next Trip
Rest in bed and flip your head
Wind up ego dead

With the spread bled into vacation
On the nation
They play it on the station


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/24/24 09:39 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866893 - 06/25/24 05:40 AM (26 days, 4 hours ago)

I straight released
All the plot is hot you get shot at
I roll with it the Soul ticket
Back and kick it smokin’ Indica
Green Bud but we got that love back
With the gloves rap as dub sack
I release the track on 20
Back with money plus I got the Gun Heat
Runnin’ down the Street with no beat
They drum up like the Sun up to come up
I get you done what?
Cancel that cut as shit
I light this truck jewels
All over schools of thought I got caught once
And that once was enough so I showed up rough that strap
As bust back and truck
I suffer tuck that as one cap
I run the stats down as one crown
I lift it with the Spliff back and split to the exit
We cold smooth check it just like breakfast
Start your day with the Gun Spray
All over Soldier roll as roller play
With the light as Sun Ray

I got it to Iran
With no more Meth Cap as the lead strapped damn
I sucker with no glove to rubber one like stand up land
I truck as command Soldier sand with the Gold and scanned
The place for the Ace
I seen it over the shoulder case as fold up laced
Split the Space as outer chase as louder
I got it now crime as surge
I light this like birds
Insight was as a murder further up and burner
A homicide on the block with the Glock
I straight with the taste and shocked all they based on
As the trace wrong as grace
I smoke a bong
All light this flow on I write this to the song
On long Johns I cycle prolong the icicle in the past
With the whip on the dash I got the cash
All Green Bud in the flask as heat rub
Rub it back I’m all over the track as Soldier stat
With the Gun
Called AK-47

For some soul
You could smoke a bowl and roll
I hit up the herbals
Ginseng with the Wingtips spread
All over as colder with the hold this whip and drip
I beam it over magic trick
As mad crazy fresh hold the Soul as over the breath
Got it to stroll the Street topic
I box beat and hot heads
With the locks turn Red
As bloodshed increased all over blood flows and shows that
Roll in the stat as bold on the map frozen
All I hold to ten past that men as class act
I then cold as the bike on Ice flip the mic and night flights
No more War as I sight for sore
Brown as bite related heights as tight it
I mic this up dish it with I crack the sack with haphazard
I blasted
Rap plastic
I come with spastic Sum
As Gats flash
With the cash get whiplash


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/25/24 06:27 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Registered: 03/01/22
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866894 - 06/25/24 07:08 AM (26 days, 3 hours ago)

I’m a P nut
I drop a Water and sold your off offer for the cough dare I soften
I lost in the Haze as Grays
I tight this phase with the white out
Run it down to the Crown
I lifted rounds up and blitz it
Town cut with fix it mix up
Tricks cut
I 6 up the track it’s coming back
I stick up the wick from a Sun that Gun rap drips from
A 6 Gun I got that one as baseball bat from a black lung
All rap spun with the once as rub a dub
Back in the club this sack was a dub I smoked
I choked as I pulled it in broke the record
Passed a second track as left clip wrap up
The track suffered Mac as buzzard black as stuck word
A bird does as what love is
I rub back kids and jack for bids
Tracks like this slid into a lid of grass

I hock spit up a clip back at it who wrote it
I split clips up the Trip
Struck as lifted birds back and sacks abridged
Raps as skids black on bids
This mastery I got you could tell when I get hot I fought
Back and back track steel the Mac wielding Gats
I chill on all tracks with the facts I blasted you off with your stacks
I lit the cross up back as lost with the toss up black coffin
What softened up was raw stuff tracks as jaw bust
The max is law what?
I seen I saw in the cut back and bleed seed as proceed to smoke Weed again
Lean back lesson in the stress back and come test I suggest
You beam and don’t flex Weed on the rest of the tracks coming summing
Drumming in the lungs with the smoke I choke on I smoke through a bong
I wrote this song for the prolong coated Weed
I voted for it to tore get to the core as sword

All Sun Black as 1
Raps rung Platinum
I scattered like a grand I score some grams of fold BLAM!

Roll in it Soldier
I told you I get colder shoulder to shoulder
I fold Wars up
I tore down the Ice rounds as flights sound
I’m hype with a round
From the ground up I only smoke buds and Trip
I might do a Cocaine Flip but I never touch Meth Again
My old friend Meth as 10 speed bike roll over cold as colder get
Roll through sweat
I thought Meth was my friend
Told through lessons Straps in this profession I got the Glock
I soften up blocks with locks talk from the stat as Mac 10s
Black as the Sun Blackens then
I Solar Cold your spins fold up when I’m Soldier
I run it down with Blood and Guns
And told that as I rolled stats
I’m bold chill with stacks I’m getting old

Edited by Solid Log (06/25/24 10:15 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866896 - 06/25/24 10:50 AM (25 days, 23 hours ago)

Drugs
Drugs come in may shapes forms and sizes
Drugs with the Guns and Knives come like Suns
I thrive on live
Get it to head it up spread it like love
In the glovebox I got the locks for shock absorbers
I War with the words as birds come and chirp
For the network I jerk a fool is dead off steady
Until ready back like bled heat in the Street
The Guns come to meet each other like star crossed lovers
I flow the boss I’m under the toss one
As a shotgun I spot one up in the background
On the camera smoking Crack now
It’s the best down as lesson I stock the Mac and stress in
The rest been history as I stick to Guns and Glory
I was born with heat in the Street
Set it off like a track meet
Drugs on the Street compete thugs to the beat with slugs
I depleted the sack so fast I got whiplash heating the stash
Bleeding I blew a gasket receding off breeding Cannabis
The law I ran it and rinsed ever since

Crack smoke
I got a grip off the clip and that’s Meth
Always with the death stalk as walk and talk death raw in the law
I fiend for break a jawbone
Seen the law phone up the Police
Tell them I need more Crack and at least front me a sack
That’s how you can tell I’m not coming back on the track
I fiend for stats
I G in the think that Weed Wings the cycle brings as mics pull up binge
In the cringe I singe
The Police just came through as rolled Spliff as drew back
They brought a Crack sack that was so fat I knew I’d make the Gat
Called Mac 10
As seen facts like that black out and make the dot on LSD shocked
I intelligent from Trees back and bellin’ with the cheese I pack a felony
There’s no tellin’ me shit
Coke is it
I wrote the script as broke as bit
Choke on the mix I broke the wrist of the joke as pissed
My Crack smoke got me on a list my back broke
Just like some cope I school it dope
Clock as spoke I knock it on the scope of Hip Hop Hip

You best believe
I creep at night time
Dream of a white line
That Sun Blind shit that’s like this hit I take bake
On Ganja Cake I soft as shake make it quake
Naked flake it bits of bacon in it this isn’t different
Than the plan I land as scanned light this program
Of known jams
I fold up the lands as spans of time watch it why I’m chocolate
I Hip Hop Trip dead in the docket
Microphone clock it I nonstop hits with the box in lift the Spliff
I got the gift so I use it choose to loose fit the true as knit
I’m not new to this I split it in two and list the fuel
I rule clip it with tool flipped it like fool
This cycle drew all hypes within miles of the styles
While I smile I crocodile profile
I crazy down with one round and the sound
Of POP!
Nonstop with the Glock shock it to rock it
I stock Trip flip in the box you bet
I lock it in step flow the roll swept as take hold
I Lift the fold and chill as I’m told I’m all Soul
And out of control


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/25/24 12:46 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866925 - 06/25/24 06:40 PM (25 days, 15 hours ago)

Thug cats
Grimy Slimy
Drug Caps
Murder perhaps
I word of
Down heard drugs
Was around
I scored a Pound
I like to lounge
I’ve been down and up
I recycle and run
A Gun for sum
License I run on Ice
I murder twice
Tack on advice
To roll the dice
Flipped it spice
Lit this like a vice grip
I hold on
And roll on
To the Gold Dawn

We Platinum
Coming from the ground up
I flipped the ground around
And turned the World Upside Down
I light it town with the right Trip
Was a Metropolis
With a lot of piss stench
Foul sewage to brew it
I’m not new to the brew
I seen it flew on Trees Grew
I feed you leads
Trip back and feed
The strap indeed with the Gat
I got the hat
Recycle
How you like that?
I seen it turn black
As a black Mac 10
I right as then I get it tight
I send it back
Good Night
For your flight
I Cream past slight
Wicked on the Mic
I don’t sip it
I down the bitter
As I take a hit here
An overdose
To Trip you Comatose
We chosen broke in
And Win
The fight
My Medicine Ignite

We got the Psilocybin
Work for 3M
Rolling the whole thing into a Wing
I sight this and light
Right as nightfall
A brawl took place
So the Ace tasted
I placement
Hat check
Rap
I wreck
Make the neck snap with static
An automatic caught on the graphic
Back as core heat mastered
Explore the East end
Chinese
I like these right at Tai Chi


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/25/24 09:18 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866938 - 06/26/24 10:54 AM (24 days, 23 hours ago)

I sound off
On bound
A round slipped through
I’m wounded
Spit a tune did the rule
Sped up and tool bid
On this slid into the end
Of the Medicine
Back and let again
The track represent
My maximum sacks
I spun on wax the tax
We got that Ganja
All flow on low with growth
Split the smoke back and broke
New ground with a few pounds
I blew around the found that
As a lounge cat
I sound back as in town
Crews are whack
Without it
Why I crowned around hits
With bound to Trips
Down I roll a Spliff
To Lift with
I mix up 6 into the biz
Light this twist
Like Ice is
I risk life clip the slice
When I roll the dice

Too much hard style
I could see for miles and days
When the soft music plays
Rewind the stats display that
On the way back I run downtown
To find the ground bloody
This time over money
Kids blowing Gun Heat on the Street
It’s like this in the big City
America
Tearin’ ya off
I cough and light this watch I got
I’m hot
So I release the shot up the block
Like it or not
I control the Streets with my fighting style
While I wax a ton of Street for miles
Complete bust back to the beat
Release this like each is
Into health I sweep up the wealth
Of knowledge of the profile
Your style is garbage
You’ve been tarnished with blood
And you a Thug

We’re burning up
Burning up in flames
It’s not the same in the rain
With the check click sketch
That’s back as reputation
Seen it in the station out in Space been
The place spin
All over like Soldier I get a roller
In the night like this flight
I take and bake
And shake
With the Devil’s Handshake
I make it greater
Than the hands that grab and straighter
Than a thought that comes later
After you bought into it
I do hits up the move split the job
I get robbed every time I get it bob and weave
Boxing Styles and I smile
I get it chill cold filed in the bin
I been back when I sacked up
Herbals
Hit the bird swells
I make it mellow with the hello
Back pedal stack metal?
I jacked for it
To tore it to War skip
Hit the floor and bled to death
I’m the master crept up and stepped back
All I do is get maximum rap this one


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #867231 - 06/27/24 04:39 AM (24 days, 5 hours ago)

I passed it around
Passed a round a round up square and I found
Land in the Water of the Seas I caught a disease
Leaning they keys in
I breeze
Been back with cheese to grip
Took a sip of the Potion
And in motion I fly as wrote in it right
And exact
Chill on the track
A Yo!  Bring that track back
Like come intact with sum
I light ones up in the night on a flight
With the herbals and Tai Chi medicine sells
They flag me down for that round
I passed around as I sound profound in the lounge
Lifting the town up still sink
The ground up in this thing I Wingtip
Flow a blip over sip
My herbals rip so a Soldier tells
His fellows in arms
All alarms blaze as murder in the haze
Tight as Sun Rays ignite on this mic with the fatal strike

Boom!
Psilocybin
Back in you inside and
Bust a U in a ride and
Signed then
As decided I blinded
The tribe hit the vibe lit the scribe written
I’m denied access to class
Before I pour the task at last
Come tracks lit and wraps split
As masks
Tripped it
Mixed with
The script flipped
All back and hit lit the thing
In the swing title as King
I relight so ding!
Ring
The bell and I dwell
Inside a hell of drip ride
Intelligence collide
With relevance
I seen it and dream it ever since

I draw a circle
And drink Water
All I got was shot at so I loft high and damp dry as lamp
In the camp I sampled
Ran back amps
Run through the man with this herbal
I word to swell as I fell through
Cracks I associate facts about Water with the sorted foretold drew
Like War is nothing new
War is a brew of Blood and Ego
Drug fueled now here we go
The sequel back and kick the people who kick back and chill
And don’t get ill
I license till I strike drill
Comeback fill
I relight the lamp
As I sample
Cancel get killed
For the chance advanced till the lance pierce as fierce
Come back with the nearest exit back and check it
Take the flex fist and wreck it in the mix
With this thing I’ve got
All I got is I got hot
I proclaim same as a red dot that I aim
To flight the plot is
What Water is



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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #867964 - 06/27/24 10:47 PM (23 days, 11 hours ago)

I’m from the crew called Light Movement
I invented it as a student of the fluid styles of going miles through it
I ruin it the tune
I flip this BOOM!
Like you witness I strike with no distance between like lightning I close
Release I chose this flow because of the low down
Roll round fold found on solid ground
I lounge into the house I catch my now it’s a soundcheck
As Gold bet I cold kept it swept and clean
I pretty lean when it comes to getting Green
I choke on smoke and broke with Ice pipe as nice as slice I’m dope
Release this twice for the fetus to slice up into each is not right
So I Light Movement into the crew sweat
You could kick back on brew check
The 22 long and the smoke I flow on as I broke records
Mastered the latch lifted sacks I’m with it went backwards that’s the ticket
To stick it into
All I been through I sealed crew up
Into Light Movement cut

That’s a 6 eight straight
Lay it into to 86 the mix on the plate
I set a date
To spin like record fact as beg for it to technique I squeak
Busted sheet laugh as reek of Cannabis Tree fist we all need this
I read this back and lead the list of static
Like Magic I got it had it branded into the land slid as sand pour through
All War drew as who to the core is Blue
I glued slew of untrue as I blew up the spot like a dot
I like this shot
Ice is back on Pot the thumbtack shock
All coming back like a Glock I talk smack about the whack
Fiend and hijack the mob is trapped in caught
Not the max as I rock
The place in space and lifted grace as flipped it cakes my Spliff Lit
I light it into tight it goodnight hit the psychic
Black and strike it like a match
I hatch the plan and suntan on the beach in South of France

Steam Clean
Everyone’s dream is to own a Chinese Laundry it seem unGodly
To flip it spot that terrific see it different get lifted
On Drink I think I whip it up to stake a claim on bake on
I rate the song as I bong hit flow it through true as were Set the brew
I let into you do as show and prove
Light this groove and you spice it to the tune
I shoe in to movement soon sweat
I consume crept into step up to the plate and bat
Set it straight with a Gat
I release flat as each cat matter that fatter than Iran in the Sun
For buns to bake Guns to make I break it space
Cake
Flake off crust with the shake I make it rust
Light this trust as what’s that again as I slam?
People say God Damn ! When I speak I ran the freak show
As I bleep below the flow for here it go and
We mix it up until the wick’s cut
I shit in shut back as flux fact and black and fuck back square
No.
Don’t you even dare as prepare to swear by the air dry
Lifted High into the atmosphere as I clear into searing



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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #867985 - 06/28/24 09:51 PM (22 days, 12 hours ago)

I’m a Speed Freak
Coming through with a snake and a sheet
This isn’t wholesome like whole wheat
I glow some on the street and roll one at midnight
Put out the lights and say beddy bye
I try an eye out to sign down
On the ground I Lifted up
I sound gifted and fuck MCs up with the Spliff Trip
I licked it
Sound real sickening
So I blend right in and send
The Speed out each week to freak to white sheet crews
Meth is the only survivor in the Universe
I seen well rehearsed crews get murdered first
And coming out they shirts
Like this network the head jerk
I fill in with a burst that thirst
I got the liquid to kick the wicked lyrics I spit I Trip
Don’t mean to push Meth
But my Soul left in control
Look how I stroll
I know them down lights out cold
Plus I profile with a Ganja Style
Shifting smiles I retile the spacecraft and man it in the aftermath

People get their herbals
The word swells in fellowship the intelligent
Found the round circular spherical tear drops here it go
The where it stop
I Pop
Rewrite on a dot to plot for shot back on track thumbtack
I run rap
Seen and heard with a sack that make me Bird
But this time
I chill on Ginseng when I’m bringing rhyme
To the children a dime stack will kill Blacks and Latins
In the hat with the Gat from the Strap
I beam through intact with the Speed Drew Back
On Weed I truest fluid
Ganja should be legal for the sequel
From the great God Shiva
In India they rub the product in their hands and hard up
Kids understand the plan
The lesson back in stress and open your consciousness
I bomb it on Sets that murder threat
From a Gun
I release one
On One joint
Get my point and I lock it to the coin toss flipped raw since I stock Lit
The Grass in the past
And still I chill and outlast

Ginseng gets the props for Pops I make shocks
Degrade into rot with the blood from the blade
I made into shades of Gray
Release the daylight as I blood stain through the night
Ginseng is Popular for the nonstop you curve
Speed blurred by this
Ginseng is a Psychedelic Thing
Fractals all back pedal to settle
Metal from the boiling kettle
As I jello mold
Fold for the hold up I just roll Birds in the cut
For thinkin’ 3rd and strut
Inking up
Sinking baskets
Slam Dunk
On a punk
I got the IDs
Illegal Drugs as I blind freeze
Up the 9s with the cheese
I locked it on Trees
MCs flocked to it in the breeze
Over lever as sold as several for profit I box it in
I don’t stop
I Pop nonstop and Win with the Glock I was hot
Get the spin
Of the Soldier then
I fold through ten speed
Herbals make my pen bleed
As I proceed to smoke the Ganja Leaf and Flowering Tops


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #867988 - 06/29/24 01:10 PM (21 days, 21 hours ago)

Liquid Dreams
And Cream is to mean with
I stream of creek flowing Water sweet
I rolled over to the beat
The Soldier flip it cold crisp mountain stream
I light this like I seen I’m Green Down
With the Kind Buds
Quality product thugs sometimes mock it
So I blow up the block Set
As I top Wet with a Tech 9
I flipped it Red Blood rhyme as plug
Back and mugshot before I got hot I rolled a dot
I sold you Pot cold drew back a lot
I get shot at
Why I’m back in style like a mile run
Wild Style with the Gun I make it hum
You done I light this numb
As the brightness blind this thumbs
Like fists that drumroll
Rinsed the slums fold up it been
Truck ever since
I moved and grooved stepped in smooth
Lit the rule up in the cool cut
With my fuel I strut

Routed off stimulants
I been through like the Wind drew my blown back owning rap
Sold in the Stat
I release back as swag
For a flag to wave as home of the brave
But these titles slave
You best behave proper
Before I light your ass up and cop a sack of Meth
I lit this to death as Steel in my chest I peeled
Back and 5th wheel reject last as keel over crept
You knew I stepped no sweat
Knock out with the lock down
We lookin’ for Ganja Town
As Crown rebel several men ended then
I bent it all over colder than Soldier I fold yah up and struck told yah
I cold brew as drew back 1 who soon to nap
Title is vital rip it homicidal
Make it thrive as I get live
I spit the knives and as wine in a sack
I rewind and kick behind
Stick it in the I been lighting these trees back and steez
I got the breeze coming while I’m running Guns and summing
Nothing like no one been fronting
That’s why I love the swing jazz groove
Move it black lube as jack with the tube as strapped

High
While
On Water
I split the caught that
Raw rap with the Gun sacked up
Split it to hit it trap cuts
In the Victim’s Blood
I Knife Wound like mud
Cancel thug
As brand sell as slug
Come out the Gun barrel
I lit this with the Nike Apparel
I jam a fairly slow jam
It’s who I am
Like Iran
I got the Glock in the Sun
And shock with the Rock
Like Alcatraz I spazz
Rewrite it while I’m Fast
I tight whip blast
On Sight Trip
To the right flip as tight grip
Take a sip relax
Take the weight off as I skate off
I lick the plate boss
Kiss the metal plate
As Boiling Kettle I settle in
And bet you I win
Like light it’s a sin too bright
I Trip in flight with insight
I got it diet
Don’t try it unless you High
Hit the sign up
They blind in the cut
As I strum the Guitar
Go as far as lit tar
Hit you Ship you spar
Ajar
I tight as War
Clipped the core
And sipped now I’m on the floor


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868005 - 06/29/24 06:23 PM (21 days, 15 hours ago)

I cloud up Meth
I run the Shaolin as Spit
But it’s ground to a halt
As I vault over to tall as order
I distorted ran it court ordered
Before I floor the gas I pass on the Left
I run it to death
Grasp his hex
Been back flex and release the steps as Weed Sets
I breathe death as reset
Get the heat except I repeat
I run the Street
I got a Gun that’s one as G tight
Seen ignite I got it flights
I rip and dip to skid the heights
I sip the brew like crew
So who you one flew over the Cuckoo Nest?
I fluid the best and ruin it
Address me soon as I Ski
And flex with the Weed Sets again
Back as rendered
Return to sender like my blender
I shock an emperor even

I breeze in the lead I take out seeds and stems from my Weed
I shock it till it’s dead
Topic as fled they botch it
I stop the hit and rock the fit as lock
The bid on top I cold clock written rocks
I socks knocked off
The boss for who floss all fatal like hot sauce
On the table

Clocked the point
A Soldier smoked a joint beholder
I folder up
Roll enough as truck hauls as One Gun and brawls
I install the hit all lit
Off it the herbals
We word swallows pills
Seen it until I skill to kill I right back will excite fact is I master
I chapter with the tag as plaster
How I have is how I hasta
Latch onto one screw what you do like?
I fly flights into the night
Shock the exit block as Glock Spit the technique of the Street
I got it sheet all on it sweet
To drum beat I keep
Flavors stable like a Gold Chain round the neck
Respect comes from Guns and Skills with Suns and still I chill
Kick back will intact with a fat sack of Cannabis
Ganja all bomb on sum as rung
The ton of medicine letter A grade better than Ace of Spades
Tight like Sun Rays I flipped it with blades
In these shades I run to the fades before music plays and stops
Release the shocks as all pulled Pot off the lock
I seen it on a dot to dream with gone caught
Your Chi deficiency let’s rinse
Something fits tight like as right when
I excite the bite on the light bend

The Pot Bust
Crushed the citizens of the USA
Detached them from the traction with the Earth and thirst for a return
I like to burn the Ganja
In my lungs
This isn’t drugs like a thug type
I busted pipe lit that’s Meth
I clubbed this kid to death over the Set Trip
Back and head flip
All over drip back and said grip the stacks
I got it static black as magic
White Magic 1 tight and do damage on tracks
In fact I got a sack right now I busted out loud
Cussed at and spat upon I sing this song
I take hits from the Bong.


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868042 - 06/30/24 03:41 PM (20 days, 18 hours ago)

Eye designed
To roll in signs
It’s blindness I get from the Set
I rep it to step Trip the bet thick
As deadlift
All tight sift Hashish
My Cash belief I caught a 3rd leaf
Ganja is the cornerstone of my medicine each
Time I rhyme I get the time I locked it prime like Chocolate Thai
They spit in the Eye
I service high as swerve this
Word this is a Trip like murder
Kept in the step with burner
All I earn a top flight as One light
I bring down as I Lit Town
Squares beware on the block as I scare squares
They don’t care they bust a Gun in the air
Even the mayor say I’m a slayer
I catch it danger with the flamer
Left stranger with the bane your blood as thug
If you rub Meth with no Herb
Y I say Word To the Herb Ganja!

Dig into
The Medicinal Grooves of
Tai Chi smooth with Qigong
We speed it numb as I read the thicket you get and stick it
Not Meditative I ran it with the Tre Eight Medallion
I get it from Wu Tang and Shaolin
I bowels in
I scrap foul rinse ever since
I blended back herbs like word
Trip the Bird
You seem like absurd talking murder
Flip the curve and I swerve into the check lane that’s bet it’s aim
Down the drain I root shoot my Chi into the Earth
I split the thirst
For Dragons and Birds
I ran it past plastic Glocks and Spastic
I seen Cream and shock the vantage point
I smoke a Joint of Ganja!


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868073 - 07/06/24 06:47 PM (14 days, 15 hours ago)

I’m a coffee addict
I pack black like they lack crews with the automatic Strap Fools
I track it’s cool
As sacked up
Meth is next that jacked up
I max strut the stuff as hack in the cut that’s rough
I don’t bluff
I show up to blow up hit the roll up
Control the Soul before it turn cold but
I’m told there’s more to life than ups
But I don’t see what the fuck
I smoke Trees the nut
All bleed shut as proceed stuck in the truck of ups
I love Coffee I’m an addict
Who got to grab it and had it with the lack of the stacks rub you back
Black on Buds Cannabis I ran it since I shut the case
Bullets on the Ace the fullest for Meth the taste
I run without a trace my Bullet laced up
All I bake is the run on Guns for sums the Cocaine flakes for a shake up

While exploring life
I came upon the knives and guns
This stuns most
From the Coast to Coast Americans stare and grin about violence
I fed it back up they trap for the sack cause I’m sacked up
Get the Bullet black cause the fullest track cut
I been down and once round front the Pounds of Cannabis
Rinsed ever since I drank Water manage the trust of offer
In the coffer I serve up something proper
With the Wings I stop the static
The automatic gets it have it to grab and stab at it
Back hand slap the kid to do damage to the flip that
I mix match all proceed to stash the Weed stash up

I eat to cause a wreck
That’s heat checks off the P Pop respect the Heated Glocks and Techs
With one round you slept underground
I lit this now the with this figures pull the triggers premature
On a sack of floor fluid to screw into and do it
I wax and ruin the spot glue in with one thought to brew in
You get caught so the Onslaught
Of shot
I got it locked
I fully stopped the automatics shock back rap addicts
I’m matchless lit the track twist up the control the spot heats more up
Flip the War Up and you could Soar Up smoking Sativa
Ganja


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    #868078 - 07/06/24 11:13 PM (14 days, 10 hours ago)

Drugs
I fiend for the peeps who run heat across the Street with no bleep bleep
Of the horns as your core is
Drugs back as Thugs was a plug for the run for it
The War get hectic back and Set it
Unleaded backs the head up to Red
Drugs in bed with the tugs on heart strings magnetic
I’m about to Set it
Splash that wet it
Kept the skill to deal with the powders down and drank
I tank roll over land as had it on the skill and tactics
My back split over the roll rover colder past the shoulder
I’m bolder in ink I think I Ice Skate and bust later there skater!
Hit the fader back as bladed up in the cut I traded strut the Street
Made of Blood
We suffered Defeat to the beat
Torture as the Core was War the Sorcerer
I of course come with more in store as hit the floor faded

Keys
Who’s got keys?
We shot it the be in the feed that rap like strike back lock it
I’m product
Got the keys to get in I unlock it
Pull it back and Pop it with a Strap
I got the straps that’s chill in fact you seem ill
On relapse happens that I stacks of Gold and Herbs to roll with
I control hits
Back in Soul to Soul clips
Further the fifth as server of the exist
As turner of the burn I earn
I learned that from the infernal in fact
I boil slow on low for the precise
Roll the dice I ski twice back and meet with advice
I break a back and a sack with it trapped up
In the Keys for Highs that feed the Eyes
Of the 3rd kind

Meth is an important herb in the word up
I made a 4 turn as earned cut
I turned up all night in flight
Turned the cut out
As shut out
I run down
The sound from town I copped a Pound
I got it ground the bound for as told as floor sweep
The broom sheets of LSD
I title for free the homicidal
I payed through the nose for my shit the last hit the rival
I get it light ya’ll
Brave to behave murder stays up in the playbook as shook
I hook it look for I good to cook it
I book a flight tonight
I flipped the light switch bright as mind hitched up with the Kind Buds
I like this thugs fight
On the right I got it tight with the sight to see tight as I be all night
Operationally I Bullet G to pull it Methamphetamine


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    #868083 - 07/07/24 05:32 PM (13 days, 16 hours ago)

Waters
Bottled Waters with the practice black as night
I remain until you untie in the lane
I trusted brain that
Flip a sack of Cannabis
I got it heat that beat with just complete luster
I muster back and crush Word
As Bird I third of the scope as broke
I hit a sweet mellow note as I vote
For Cannabis
Everyone with a Gun run to the screw that do
I like it pure
Might as well
It’s the best thing I strike this Left Wing
All the Soldiers Sting as cold as bold
I remain right as old for the sold
I got it foretold I light it too tight with the strike with fists?
I murder twist on Meth
Let’s get that shit the fuck out of the head
All service said from the dirt of the Earth comes the birth
I light it to might as well earn the climb right into the brain
I lifted and Tripped it
Straight ripped it up
Sipped liquid from a cup
That lit with I mighty as Spliff is terrific
I Dragon back in the flag and Lifted
Get a grip of Cash and stick with the mixed up Herbals
Burn Cannabis slow word as roll solid I call it a Ball Trip

Veggie with the Herb
We hit it up the verb as been with the cut that served
Factory Farming
I’m back on herbs that curve
Trip I think
I link up like chain link fence A Yo!
Drink up
Get the kinks out
I sing about it rounded won with the Herbals
I like a Ganja stick it cancels Stress
Blows away till another day I light it then I right with the drum kick
I bust as fix as the knit tight within rights
I fiend to tight over bite as seen the sight
I flip it bright
You get lifted ignite
It’s not a trick it’s skills
Back from the ill as sacked up until we ring the bell
I mean it drew as hell to beam it
Cream licked the stick of Green
I bust as clean as as lean was for thugs who dream of
The lifestyle
All hit it hold a mile I Golden in the file and rolled then

Toasting
Flip another magic potion
I soak into the been through that
I drew back as tune in the stack move beats
Room in the Streets to peeps who roll LSD sheets
I mic this dust as Greek
Back I busted back as cussed at
Static with the had it black for fasts
I mean it rap as I scene flip the Stats
On Water Max as I caught up
With the raw stuff
I law as handcuffed I ran it stuck the man with it
Right back at him I grabbed him and bagged him
Lit the lantern

I damn if I turn as burn as earned through the lesson blurred
Stop guessing this Set has occurred back
As stacks
With the crack addicts Dragon
Lift the latch as stink
Think in pink as wink
I took a thing with it to skip it drip it and Trip it
Kids flip shit all liquid
I kick back and chill with a sack that’s the way I cold kick facts
Fools chain react like the lane to the stadium I radiation leak as freak


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868088 - 07/07/24 10:16 PM (13 days, 11 hours ago)

Pep Pills
All herbal
We turned to the legal
All I scene I set is I lean on
Get it Cream
Light it mean one as Green mean Green I steam
And bust a beam through crush that dream it’s obscene
Yo!  Who comes clean?
As one sweep as week for the speak
I got it teach the Prophet Mike got the Glock Clips
I love it when I rub the test as back flex for dub
It’s all up in the club that done one
For a Gun from Sun
I get it relearn the steps turn and twist
I never missed
I got the dis ready
For your crew that’s steady
I’m ever ready
I got the head heat as busted back as creep
Knuckle sandwich if you brandish a Gun
That’s license stung back with knives
Blood run sometimes as strung
I mic this become what price is Ice
I shot it roll the dice
I’m so herbal I turn slow and glow
I was sober too long
Now it’s all magic
Hits from the bong
Spice up your song

We Trip it on shit
The progress on Water of the Bomb from the Bomber
I’m calmer I got proper Cannabis
Ran it in the fenced lot for shot you in the head
Put crews to bed through as Set
Back and wet 
Never forget I pull up and spread
Black and Red behind the Sun is Gun
I wax intend to One fled sold instead
I licked the head of match for satchel of the Cancel that plug as Drug
For a thug to bug you get and get em on the Love
As back sweat I roll over Techs as checks like Tex Mex food
I get into the mood and flew straight through
All lamp and it grew I camp
Past the fans with the canned heat
I ran the Street Lock Down as one crown for the top down style
I mile over minute
Kick back and spin it
I’m a little different cause I rinse fresh on Herbal Magic turn slow
In a circle I lamp as glow
Amps that show I sample the flow and grow wicked Ganja

Blown Afros up the spot like mushrooms
All turn crews up
I learned past I burned it head into this and earned it
Stripes as red as tight as the feds I ignite on mics
Feel the types that peel back
On the Street react
All heat did skid as sleep on the kid yo peep this
I got a Weed technique Ganja
I beaker from the ether synthetics black unleaded
Truck you beheaded off such as rush
I crush back and touch that
All form past the norm as swarm
I get it torn
All like this morning to yah
Born to be before I was in the crew I sweat the technique
All freaks speak of
Shut the fuck up
I run it tough down as one round lit to the head
Now they wax as dead
Nuff said
We got the Psychedelic medicine bled all the letter A Grade Spread
As this beat turn feds to white sheets
Busted from a sleep slumber
Number one has the Gun like thunder run from the lungs I bust
Smoke Ganja and adjust that’s on here
It’s got to be or I don’t want to see it
You best believe I hit the Street and flip the whole scene


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/08/24 12:11 AM)

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