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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872235 -

Getting back in the swing of things
If you’ve got Wings
Spread them
I lent through the invent the crew was bent
These herbals I suggest turn you
You earn
As in curve the swerve off the Bird
Chinese Medicine
I’m a dead hand
At planned the management of the extra steps
I break the Kegs
Crack them
Tilt back and drink as I think
I plot in the links
Before Chains I sway
As no delay with the think this in the blade

I get it kinks in
The no delay
Light this Tre Eight
Flip the weight as dead skate on the plate
I Roller for the weight as hold up
Great!
We cold cut
All they sold
What’s up with the fold?
I have it Gold
Cash as cold as
They hold last place in Ace as I fold stabbed up in the make
Of the American Made
Make it Great Again
Cash this fade past ten
It will never happen
We just captivate

Lock this down as straight
Hawks
Shock the whole crown
As I roll clock the whole town
For Pounds in The Lounge
I flip the sounds as skip the cold rounds blazed
Out the Gun
Crime it pays
These Gangs stay American Made

I stay round the ground
I’m so Xd out
I lounge in the lounge kicking it found the ticket back to the wick it
I mix it with drink
Think
I roll over
Don’t blink
I cold Soldier
Fold up
Roller hold that sold fact is I map up the land as stand in the gang as hang
Tripped the thing
I’m so Xd out I swing
When I ring
I ding!
Hit the bell and sell
I double gel back
Psychedelic
Hell on the track as graphic
Back lit
Black light
Get my sacks right
I weigh out the Dragon for a Pound I found of Ganja it smoke down
I Tripped once and for all as I Ball
Sound
As I call the following
I swallow up the sing this Ball cold ring they hollow
Gold I fold as I stall
They bold as fall into heat crawl
I lit this tall as witness
I flip shit
Over Trip
They colder as Platinum
Static ran back the sack and back at it maximum
I got stacks and Suns
Facts

I sprung off the latch lifted Gun
In hand I got the Gang in back to sack up
Facts cut through the tax
They strut like Trump
A fool a chump
He ain’t my President
Wait
I let the country Make it Great Again and Set the spread as the fled the country
Bled dry as One isolated nation cries through inflation and Dollar devaluation!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/23/25 03:34 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872236 -

I’ve got Gold
I love to roll rolled
Practice Tai Chi cold
I wax this 
I sold it tax free
Cut as strut the blunt smokes
As choke
I flip the vote over the soak
In Herbs as coat
They verbs I promote
All the Birds
To get hot heat as word shot the sheet as curve
The plot I lead
Roll over feed
I control the bleed blood as thugs recede into gangs and drugs
I smoke Weed
I double the seed cut as breed
What?
I stay in the Gs and Ps
I Trip Trees out
This Natural Psychedelic Water
I bell it
Strap and Rebel Yell bit the elevate
Master the plate
As Cash
Say late as stash
I make the mash cut up up the choke as flash
No mistake
I bake on word as Ganja Birds
Farmer of the Herbs as word I turn
This Farm we burn up
Turn up the system
Words pump as wisdom
Third Rock I blow the spot I listen to the chalk screech
Roll over each Walk
As I Hawk
Double the Squawk
As I talk
I flip this Ball
In the system Wall to Wall
I just dis list the case as place
Bad Economics relate to the Cash I stash as I bomb

Rip the charm out the market
It darkens clouds right over
Seen the Pounds Is Roller Crowns
I have nothing to do with Grounds float as Farmer
Of the plot you get shot up and blazed
Tracks like Sun for days

I’ve got Green Ganja
Gong Fu
Rolling on a Meth Ball
Both with Psilocybin
I Tribe as my time I line up the dots connect and cross out
I splash as raw
Flip the law and double down
Fuck up the country
I split a pumpkin seed
As double breed back
Busting Weed Sacks
I want a Ganja Ball with the Tai Chi
I follow the law as One Key
Kilo by Kilo
Peel slow
The breeze blow
All this I raw as I saw the G dropped low
Into the cold
I sold that
I roll stats up at bat
To mold the static control bags as sacks
The automatic
Phantom reacts as planted
Standard by your Lantern
Dragon
In the bag I got the tags
I flag down
Split it down round
The ground out
Sound out loud and bound
To Trip the mix the stubble as rinse this
I double that and since
I rub you all back
I like to Ball Back
I Meth Ball I call that
Wall to Wall
As I fall into the all the sign as mine as mind Ball up on the crime I call out
Spit the all out
Down for the crawl out


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/23/25 04:15 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872238 -

When it came down to it
The rain cometh
I split a Sunset back and Wet run the Set
Plummet
16 flights
In my Nikes
I get a Bud hit
Back and Drug running
Sacks I run things
One Wing
Tight as I hum
Sing
I double up and ring
I Gun it
Back in
The sack it cometh
I spit one Sun lit
They Gun Gripped
I Sum it
Run it the Dragon bag in
The sack as I rag
I bust a mag to the flag
As I sag Sets
The master plan
Rag jets out the place
Ace
I call it smooth taste
To be erased
Check the laced up
Catch a case
Buck
I spit the taste
Cluck

I said it chuck
They head hit the rough once as buzz
To title drugs
I mash in plugs
Fast as I rub a dubs
Back on the Set and Master thugs
No sweat
I double up
Back and jet
Off the Wet
I does it straight
Mic the 8 Ball
I spit one weight
Fall all the Balls I create
I spit the Ball and ate
Up a plate
I master the fate of
The drum track
Lean and hum back
Guns and drugs
Crews love that

I got a rep
As a Gangster
We in business now
Making money legit
Smoking Herb all day
No sweat
I need to Ball through
I Balled crews up
I Bruise up
Cash as shoes in the truck
I blast some Blues or Funk
I seen the Bass in the trunk
Flavors of Weed like Skunk
I headed back
Drunk
I said it back
I take a ton and strum
Become once as thugs drug off of
Methamphetamine
I soft as
The red you show and seize
On one
I got it long gun
Crash and burn to the song once
As double up
I run this
Front
I gun up
Past the Sun up
I got a ton of cash
I flash
It’s like that
On the map
A drum track
Straight come straight back
On a drug track
I just smoke Cannabis
I’m layed back
Chill a train track
Steel as I claim facts I peel
Flames back
For real I came black
Like the numb is tribe
I busted a pipe back
Stripes
I busted on mics
Killin’ it just like
I feelin’ it


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/24/25 02:24 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872240 -

Eye Sick
To a Bird hit
Candy Canes
And chains
And whips
I lit in lanes
Trip
I made in names
Light in flames
Eternal
I burn into the torch as one War crew
I burn all
I turn the Ball into the sector
I crawl
In the vector
Manifester
I rap as mic check yah
I damage as my hand it lands
Damn!
I sight as plan
Rewrite the fam as Light
Into Wingspan
All the Trees I grew I flew over
Blue Sky
Soldier true as Eye
I spit once soon I die
I lick the spoon double I
As one mind in this bind
Fully blind
I sip and pull a 9
Stretch
Around the catch
As extra
Manifest yah
I back for breakfast
Checklist
Manifest Destiny
I let it be
Heads roll
As Trees in my soul
Plus Methamphetamine
I roll as Green cold
I beam
Undersold till I rolled as the Streets I controlled

At One with Streets
Pulling beats
Thugs reach
Guns they each as one cannon
I sand in the 9 as I ran in
BLAM!
I killed a crew over brew
I like the land cruiser
As I stand and gang of the gangs
I rang
A Bullet ricocheted
Off the blade I pull
You could get a skull
I full
I run the whole game
As hurricane
Turn into the murder aim
What Set you claim?
I light as blood stains
One thug remains
Drugs on planes
Thugs run up with extra clips
Sun Up
I cash as one run Once
I drum up
Cough a lung up
I’m about to come up
And blast
Over Cash
It’s about to flash
Get extra heavy
Mash as I best you be weary
Of the BLAM!
Heat once I stand as one sheet
Crews understand about me
A G
Who Roams free
All over smoking Trees
I don’t like crime disease
I kills
Pull Triggers over
Bills and Freeze
Freeze


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/24/25 09:56 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872242 -

The light
Shines Bright
That’s right
Serve over a BMW
This cream sent down the pipe
I turn a asswipe into a bike
And ride them
Until time ends
My mind bends around spikes
I got it sharp as hype
After dark I like
To party in the club
With a thug lit
I Drug clips
I saw one crew
Needed a rinse I screw into the window tints roll down
On the window I rolled down as
Gimme this
I shot a hit
Around the Block I Trip
As the car getaway
I stolen hand grenades
In the fact I blaze
Rolling over pace as trace
Of the Soldier Gray
I old and
I rolled
Controlled the Hay
I like Psychedelics
My mind/body needs therapy
I like to Fast
Cream up the Cash
I murder Blast
Over hamburger
You turn a soft serve
Into a reason to swerve
And light crews up
The Bird

You got a Meth Ball
With the Herbs?
1,2 Mic Check
I’m off the curve
I spit a Bird up
RUNG!

You heard of this word list as Chi Gong
I Trip they hung
I’m off Tai Chi
Slip a mind free up in Diamondback
One track
My mind relapse into Guns
And funds back
As One Sums
I Gun up
RUNG!

I Trip you hung
Off the sweat as I jet
I run the Set
Reflex
I’m into Medicine

Chinese
I’m a Veteran of Medicine
I Cashed Herb in as a little Kid
Bird Stretch
I Master the Dragon Breath
RUNG!
On Meth I joined the club
Bet as one thug reload and unplug
Your jets
I dub
Come back and you Wet
I Set
Until I suspect relive the just bust and Freeze
One under the Trees as love into the Breeze
These VIBES
I flipped the Knives and Guns
Subscribe
I lit it live in the Vibes
As I skip the Tribe
Murder isn’t hard to find

When you turn and
See the Surge flip the curve as Bird
RUNG!

I spit the Sun Out
One Gun out
I got it run down
In ONE TOWN

I split the thugs all over the Trigger
Figure that out


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/24/25 11:19 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872243 -

You got the OZ of Shrooms?
I light up
The type to
Ripe through until they drop
On the Ground as sound as
I round down the in the lounge
Sound bound for the Round 2
War
I Trip the score up and flip
Drip it
They lick this
I hit that
SCREECH!

I head tracks up the roll at least as One Gun deceased
In the breeze
I could hear Cheese
Rolling in the Soul
I light as Cold Wing
I’m Old
Sing!
A Bullet Ring
I pull it
Sting
One thing
I got the Gun
Rerun all the type stuff I love
On a dub
I split the scrub
Back in love
I Lift Once
I Trip Guns
I flip Suns over
Twist that roller
I title holder
Max as the Light I shown yah
Right path
Up the might dash
I got a stash
I burn up
To turn up last
In a flash
The heaters scatter
All over beaters
The Data
I climb the ladder
Roll Tress
I kick it
Practice Tai Chi
Study medicine
My head crash
Veteran of the head your Gun threat off draw one down as Trip

Mystics
Stirring the Pot up a lot
And turn the Universe
In one Spot
I read the letter
Sharp as edge
Mark as bled
Blood Brothers
Acid like discover
The Master in front of
Tracks that run with
I stun once
I turn as Blood Bet
As I rub the threat out
I seen it One Down
As I lift a round up
From the ground
I Touch Heaven and Earth Bound
To Circulate the Universe
As quench the thirst for burst of Chi Energy
Herbal
Internal
I split as one shell
All soul rebel
As One fell into the Sun Swell up a Spot
I seen the Sun turn
One Earth Burns the Sun a turn for the dot
As the plot turns
I spot one Lock Earn the Top spot
I rock


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/24/25 04:57 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872244 -

Guns
Burning Flags Set to Sun Rays
Tracks that are Blades
Fashioned out of Fascism
My mind is the last inning in the game in prison
Display
The Torture victim
Set to one Mortuary
Decision to pay into the System
Behave like a Slave
Still a Victim
I crisp then
Trip then
All intense
I bent
End up in the Cent
A Pentagram
Upside Down as One Round I split
Thumbs down for the Crown
At Sundown
I Trip one light as I run they found the Crop on top of the stock market
Floor
Coca
Before I smoke a hit
I bow to the Westside!

Your bowl of Lucky Charms
Came from the Farm
The Crops
Sewed and Cultivated
Rows
I split the Sun
Then merge it back up again
Psychedelic
I Rebel Yell
Spit the elevate Crops on Top
I fold the flock up
I top on the Raw
Plant Dance
I run a chance that
I sang Fat
I rang up the hang up
At the supermarket
The price of Lucky Charms Sparks Upward on the curve!

Ignites in a sharp rise in Cost!
All eyes on it
I sang the song and crossed up
Capitalism
The Farmers have a vision to grow the Psychedelic Wisdom
Of the Mission
Each Farm is designed to grow the Kind Buds
My rhyme Thugs the Blind
Come from behind with Knives


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/24/25 06:43 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872247 -

The El Producto
Puff
Roll Over
Sold a Cold One
To a Gun
Pistola
Waving from the Drug you fade in
I made man
Understand the playbook at hand
I light the lamp
The champ
With the camp out
I spit one
Man down
All around I can’t sell a Bud to a Felon
Wave this and play crisp
I yell in
The game
Gel with the flame
Psychedelic
As I came
I mic lit
Bell the name out
Run the game down
That’s way out of town past Sundown
You way out the lounge
I spit some funds Sound
Out loud with the crowd
Balling Pounds
Count the Mountains of Cash
Soaring Fast
Overcast

I roll right past
The Sun beams overhead
I turn Red
I’m supposed to be dead
So I medicate
On Coca Paste
Bargain Basement
I get the Ace sick
I replaced Trip
I drink Water for a facelift
It’s basic shit

I wanna get Stoned
In the Lounge
I Tripped but right for now I seen the mob Down
To flip some Pounds and Lock the Town up
Clock it around town figures that flown blown up
I spit it known
On the microphone for the zone I get you in Set then
I represent the bent
How I spent a Cent
Came back and went
Straight out to the invent the practice to Step through
All that’s left is brew
I cycle to
And burn a hole right through
The market grew for Buds
Count down
Thugs want it round and I found the Pounds out in the Crown and then
I shock in the lens
I topic
To pop it then I stop with the rinse since then ten spot rolled up a lot
I spit it then shot the ticket
The plot it thickens
Way past the litmus
We can get this
Give a death kiss
This Death Wish to roll like Spliff I cold as hundred in the fold for shit
I rolled
Up a bunch and lit the Bone
Then I pass it around in the town I crash ground
Left the sound up
To the Water Fountain
I been around the bend I can’t count then I spend
I bought an ounce
I want the Trigger end the route click down to drip it round the bend
I spit one out
Round about the Trigger was bound to be pulled
You see skulls


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/24/25 08:12 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872248 -

River Flow
I charted and graphed a River’s Course through the whole
Land
As One Hand
Under the other grabs the thunderbolt
Jolt
I Trip with Volts
I dim the result as null
I clip the hull of the skip the ship over the river current picks up
Burn up in the River
Tuck one on em
They gone then
The River soaks down
Thought the folk
I spit this spoke
The River Woke!
I shiver down out of the River
I deliver
On Promise
The Bombest River
Honest
I drop this like Vietnam
I box as armed
I seen a River unarm man as he swam across the Rio Grande
That’s the kind of River we love
In the Texas Club
Plus I smoke Kind Nugs
WIth Texas Thugs
Republicans

I just Rolled
Smoke a couple Rocks I roll up on top of the World as it turns I burn
I vaporize the Crack
Like Naked Eye
I’m strapped
Vacation on a pie
That’s a Kilo of Cocaine
Blow the Brain
And shown the flame blow up in the face as the Crown Laced
This flow is the whole
Rip the bowl I smoke after I turn Gold and Choke
My face froze
Light it up in the truck and I crash my cut in
Past the must have been
This Snow and I shine on Snow as Runs I know
Triggers pulled Soul
Figure the glow before the War as the Liquid Pour
I strip the born in once as worn
The fronts of the hardcore as swore
I soar
Trip this lit this floor hit
I door
The slip up
Count my lit up as a Trip cut
The dip
I flip cuz as buzz back as wuz Crack
In a sack react as my Chain in flames
Relight the names too bright
In this came on sight I flip hits over the same
Read you your rights to get it tight

One Gun rung on flight
Trip in the flame as one in the Chain
Renamed past Brain
I hit that sway in the aim up
I cash as came up
Crack I smoke up
In the name front they came and come with the lane Sun from the game
Triple A
Trips that blade
Back and made it
I get faded


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/24/25 09:24 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872249 -

I learned to Ball on Ganja
Flip a Bird once before as War was
A dub
Back and club Set
I sung
Rewrite a threat as Gun Tech master that until the bastard Crack
I serve a rap over
Black
In the land the gang that crews hang with
I speak the language
Frank?
I roll over tanks and made them sank
I got the plan as scan
One ran
One Soul over garbage can
The largest fan of the Unlimited Ganja Yes!
Man into the fresh land
As one Bird in hand word
I special as verb I let it creep
Brew into crew sleep
One drew into one peep
Bust a Weed laugh
Dash as heat crash
One soul over seek the Ganja Flip
One under that runner
A number
One license Gun there
Beware
The tons you stare at air one Bat
I rewrite a Sun 
Cap
As one lap around the grounds as I lounge in the Crown Link
Pounds for ink as sounds
I clink
Into the shock the brink of the Lock
I Wing around the Block
Serving fiends in shock
Birds with a Glock
I got a Black AK-47
I roll through as Soul Food
Rewrite I hold crews in check as back
As One met the map as head crashed
I light one down to ash
As a Bright Sun Shine overhead I turn Red and Soul Crew as Cold Brew
Where the Ganja Grew in Santa Cruz
Plus I made the Psilocybin Tracks
It’s all in the back with the map in the Wagon with The Dragon

Cash over Crash
I rub off
As soft as they run it
Freeze
One Gs
Up in the Breeze
Flashing
One last thing
I bring the spot as
Freeze
A dot on Kilos
Of Ganja Breed Sativa
Tropical Trees
Murder under the further
Freeze
One turn of the switch
I lightning back one link
Rash as the Gun blasts
One flash
Gun in the stash
Freeze
Over cash it leads back
Into the track

I proceed to flow
Breed my glow into the slow mo
I Trip the show
Freeze
From down below I lit the skis
Murder over eternity
I eternal
Turn a screw into brew
I burn through 
Lit this turn to
Flip it earn your crew is new here
Freeze
Bare career I seize
All the assets as I crash
Bet into ash
I turn a stash up
Freeze
As the last cut into the Sun
For front was a Gun
A ton of the Trees
Freeze
You top in the truck
Counting bucks back
With one Math
As the Sun stash
Over they Hashish
I cash one under the last Sun
To shine blind into the heat
Freeze
Rolling no disease
Over Kilos
WIth Tai Chi
My mind is free in the GP
To Lock and top shop
Have fun and run a ton back
Product
Freeze
The Bomb comes back!
Roll over a sack
And turn the time back
Into unwind on the Diamonds


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/25/25 02:47 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872250 -

The more I Trip
When I flip
The more people like my music
Clink 
Into the crew swept
Up
In the cut
Psilocybin
Blunts
I keep it live and my mind
From behind
I Trip
Front all you want I got the Sun
Dragon down on flag wave
One banner of the brave
As Trip
To the flav
I skip
Dip the wave back in link
Think
One in the clink
One on the Ice Skating Rink
One wink
You know it’s the flow I
Trip
From below
Look out
Shook out
Spit the book out
Down at the cookout
I’m about to hook down
As one Round
Trip
In the Guns in the ground
I link up
Think of
I ring cause as the bling
Does as swing
The single unit Wing
Trip
Back and King
Stick the Trip
Back and blast the last one the Cash
Rhymes I mash up
Mash out
I got the stash house Keys
For Freeze
Over breeze I

Trip
One dip in the dope to slip the soap
I dead broke as one wrote
Flip the coat
Psilocybin
Cocaine
I get live with the rope chain
Serving Brain
Trip
Against the grain
Feeling the aim up
In they came up
Pass that brand name
Flame
Blunts all on it
Till the bomb flip
Trip

I’ve got
Drugs in a sack
Drugs in a sack
Drugs in a sack
I catch a high rise under attack with Guns and Knives
I save lives with my stack
A Bullet turned back
Turned around and my Crown Lit
The Pounds I flip
Surround on the Ground I Lounge in a bit I take a hit
I mix
The Drugs in a sack
Coming around in the found the keys in the Pounds Like Gs
Trees up?
I don’t know if this is THC or what?
I got a hunch it’s Cocaine
But my flow lit the toe up
Slow the drain
From below I lit the flow came
I glow
Roll past the no name
My Soul sold for Cash
I hold flame
I Rolled into the Ball as Cold Game
I flip it told you pain
I Hit with
The spigot opened
I soak in
Back and broken with the Smoke and
The Drugs In a sack
I lit the known game
With the roll name
I lit that hold the same
As old blades with blood like thug
I flip the dubs rain
As I deal drugs out the sack of Drugs
I Mastered
Some bug
I lit the Lantern
My man turn and I BLAM!
Shot his ass fast with a lick the blast
Twist some Cash off the knot
Roll the plot on a dot
I roll shots
Cold out like a light
I fold out for the night
Spit some Platinum
That’s fat
I Drug rap
Guns react
One beat this strapped
As a knack
I got the Drugs in a sack


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/25/25 08:52 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872252 -

I come after Criminals with the Knife!
I spit one shine the blade at the Criminal with the fade out
It’s the way out of
Crime
I split once
I spit funds

Become as run
The forked tongue
I hit this hum
And witness
Blood
As I Kill a Criminal Thug
I rewrite they take flight and ill
On light I instill
A Career Criminal with the fear
In the rear
I make it naked again
I bake it way out
Spit some rain out
Down the drain
Round the flame
I switch lanes
In the crowd I shout out BLADES!

Then pounce
On Criminals in the Gray areas
I stay aware of the way a Criminal acts
I chain react on my Drugs in a sack
Turning black
I’m earning my stacks
I flip the Cash
Seen the Hashish light
I take flight
I chill with the Green I bill with
To all still with
Over Trillion Dollar Bill I hit
I fill in this
I Witness I fit heat up the Street
Built for
Walking kill more Criminals

I eat Meat
From the Drums of the Greeks
I White Sheet
The place as I play Bass and Trip
I drip once for funds as Sums cash in
One flash
I eat Meat in the mash with the burger splash
Further I outlast
The burner I split one turner
Of the I Roller
Make you nauseous
I hold your coffin box with the tip top
I got the Glock handy
I fancy with the man Speed on Meth eating Meat
To death
I complete receipt from the Greek Empire
I spit one higher
On the Guns
For they run this Street Attire
I Sun Shine
Blind yours and mine
I seen the sign
As One
Has the run on the Meats
Fresh Filet Mignon
I Trip the bone out
I split a Stone Out
Smoking Buds
Low Down
With the whole Town
I split a flow Round into
They been through the twist my brews off
I cost them
Their lives in the rise
Of the flyest
My mind Diamonds
I just recline
Spit the blind mind licks
The behind the lines
Hip Hop Trip
I’m a jump and skip away from turning Gay
I eat Meat every day!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/25/25 10:40 AM)

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    #872253 -

I bought a Pound of Chocolate Thai Buds from Jeff
Everyone knows my flows I rep
With the glow

I over Soul
As I Roll One
Ganja is a Cold One
I got the whole mind lit as Diamond Glistens
Minds with the crisp
Float over Lit that roll up
Cold up in the Stats I Sold Buds
To thugs relax
I jack a snap up
The Meth Man is under the cut like Thunder
What?
I Trip once and Glocked the whole place rocked with my AK

I Split the place every day
I lit the trace of
Rub
I Flip that dove I hit that
Trouble comes in Drugs
I humble plus I Blood Call
I Flip the Wall
As I Trip
Stand tall and Grip

Ganja is a Dream I sip
The clean off Cream
Each in the beam was one on the Ganja Scene
I Roll over beams
I Soldier
Split this seen that
Heat max up
The stacks running Ganja
Fast
I’m up at bat
Release the Strap as One Rap
Put crews under the map
Sipping Brews
Jeff grew the Landraces and Heirlooms
I like the variety
As fools try to key me
I feel sorry for a Meth head
I turn and said
We all need the Pounds in the Lounge for Meds
For PTSD
The Ganja Tree

All I need is three or four Crops
Of Ganja
Seeds come from lands far and near
Once clip that
Six back from the tax as one Gun I relax
I hung in the Lounge
With the Sun
On the Grounds Flipping Pounds
Smoking them down to the folks with the Dope Trip
I recommend Ganja
Most Lit
I hope I bet
To the notice I crept into float this
Debt
The USA is legalizing
The Ganja is rising every day
But I plan to cut away from
Sacks I sway in the Breeze smoking Trees with the Green Thumb
I Trip once be rung
As I Flip this
Lit Mix
With the mic in
Cash as wick once
I fiend for the PTSD relief
In brief
I like to Roll the Trees up in Gold as Keys turn from old to new
As I flew
Blew over the stew in the roller
I Crew
Spit that
One rip that
Grip your Hat
I Flip back into the on the map as run tracks with Funds from Suns
I take the Medicinal Smoke into my lungs
Beats I hum Trip that
I sip a sack up in Black Water 
Cash as order
Back in the sorted crews distorted off Water
I thought of this simple plan
As I jam on Harmonica


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/25/25 11:28 AM)

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    #872255 -

I am Free!
Triple Platinum Order I Cashed in
I sacks I spin the line within I crossed as I ran the loss from the gain as pain
I Tripped in the Rain
Natural
Water in the tax as once
Before I ripped the War off
I soar softly
Ganja is costly so I need to grow
Back up off me
I know the Keys as Froze
In the Trees for
They score I tour the garden around the Yard I hit hard
The Trigger was the figure in this River Flow of Water
I caught a slaughter
Cash as bought a
Max as
I run it tracks dance by chance
I seen a glance from
The ran run a ton of Black as I sand strung
The hand comes from the stance
As once chance I lit this freelance
I Bleed from my
Seeds I come by and run my Dragon down to the ton by the Ganja Run
Sunshine
Lift an eye
A Gun crime
Is seen it One Time
I Trip as roll find
Psilocybin
I spit it live in I thrive
I Trip off Guns and Knives
Lit the vibes
Mix this with the Spliff and I rise as I rinse
Ever since that
I been black as the Heat I Strapped
Gun Smoke
Lit up run for tokes for broke as I turn the flame on Game rename the Brain
Ganja rocks me off the chain
It’s too costly so I cultivate straight

I’ve got the Gray Glock

GOD!

I reach up as I bust it been back in the fog
To rush that
My AK is a must have piece
Mine is black
Rhymes come back in each Key I Stack
I heat free
One G
Overseas rolling the Trees up
I got my seeds
I need to plant as ran with the freeze up
I catch this need cuts I bleed from the wounds as I crew
In this to the tune of My Glock relights on the Block
I talk with it
Walk with it
I paid a lot for it
The story of the Glock

Of the core heat for the Street
I pour over
Cheese
I tour over the seize that free cats up in tracks I bleed
Hats off to the boss as crossed up as cost that
One max from a Gun rap
I strum that guitar
As I far as
The run has the Sun grab One
Piece
Of the Solar
I wax as known up to par
I roll hard
On guard
I Trip the Yard up
My hard ducks the charm as one alarm rung
It’s hard to flip once as drugs bit you
Kids Charge off the Meth
As Addictive as it gets
I Sip Water
With the Ganja Smoke I Trip the slaughter
Caught you off of the Raw
I flip this saw that miss this drawback with One Rap I Ball the Map up
Get a Cap Cut
I mix the max up
Chill on tracks with the Ganja I maximize the shack in the back with the Dragon
Black
Rinse up as I kick the cuts in the jack for the hat for the fronts I come back
I need a Ganja Sack


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/25/25 04:38 PM)

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    #872256 -

I like to stay up all night
Don’t sleep
Day and all the time I flow with
The Roll Trip this
Lick it
Mix it with the Meth and kick it
Come back with

A strap that’s mismatch
Beware of the stash I glance at the latch lift the gift before it’s ransacked
I light a hit
I smoke the drift
To roll up
Fold up the hold that Soul Bat
I dusted bowl smack the roll
Like tadpole
I wax off and on and glow

This we know
I Gold Platinum
Full of the fat and straight at
The flavor stacked in major
Black
Turn to ash as one last tank I bank over roll over sank the roller
Control the glow as folder for the hold yours
In Wars
My heart is torn as once born
I’m so lit I hit the shores invasion
Soaring in amazing
I born then
Speed till I’m crazy
I lord of men
Score and then
I soar over
Blends
That core is hard as War that’s charge them more in store for the florist
I pour more wicks the tourist
I mix this poor or rich
I cold wrench back and sent the tracks in
I maximum
Sack and then
I turn rap into Vietnam
Chain React
All the heat we dead calm
On the Streets?
I’m the bomb

Run a Lamp Down
As camp
You in the amps now
As I sang of the hang Crown
Up
Into the cut
I roll over front
I sold as Once
I’m cold
Told is still as Sun
I grow old like shotgun
I Rock Sun
I’m about to drop and stop that
I pop back in as they Lock Fat
With the top hat
I score is hop with the flow as talk back
I glow
Spin it low
I mop that
Up into the cut as I such as
I bust back
Chill and dust that
What Drug Rap?
Kick back and trouble back as pull the stash out
I seen a glass house
Inside the mind these tracks they ride
About the glide down from behind
I lock a line down
As town
I cycle
Hype as I wipe the type in the found as One Round
Across till Sundown
I run down
The track as back as I come found
The wax as happens that
I track that
From now until the skill
I kill
Murder back
Trouble
Burner Black
I turn you into sack
Bread in fact dreadlock
Strap dead
I rock around the clock and the Block
As I black and red Hawk
Set
Murder Threat


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/26/25 04:14 AM)

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    #872257 -

Cocaine
Is Psychedelic
I roll a Chain as black as they rebel hit the bell rung
I sung
Of the gel
Become as my Eye Rise
Into inside
The blind behind
As I wax crime still in prime shine like the lines I sniff
I light some Crack Rock as box up black as shop talk
Walk rap around the Block
As I shock back the Lock
I drop stats
Flock
I roll and rock as I pop the double back into the drill as trouble comes
Ill
Fill that and kill that
Still
The Steel I peel I for real
I stop that as I box with the seal broken
Spoken of Cocaine open the flame
Crack Cocaine
Super Sweet
So pleasant sheet I represent the Street
To a beat
I drum as numb as the heat become
Too much
I rush
Hold that
Soul back in crush
I Roll that
Cold black
Into the hat
As Sun I Gun with the Mac 10 then
I could use Once as fed the Bullets
Chill with the Sun as Steel
Once back as ill
Reveal the peel off
Steel Crossed up for Real
I’m a Boss

Mother
Sent me the Dragon
I seen an uptick
In the rush that Trip as flush back out
Run down
The across town as I Block Control
Soft as cold as crush that Rolled
I Trip a double back
As one Max as they crumble back
I flip once on Mushroom Rap
I seen some LSD
I Tree branch out as G with a ranch
I stick that stang as Gun Rang
Off the thing as Wing
I bust the King
Rush that
Seen a double back I crush raps up
Trouble back as Once
Front on the Sun with a Gun?
I Trip the trouble become as Double pump
I lit a chump up over crumbs as Sums
I light
Become in flight
Dusted back and bright
I Wish that tonight
I such as I bust back
One Life 
I run it down hype as I pipe
Muster the bust forward surge as third eye
Bird
I Trip a curve as signed up
Word
I splash a Mind duck
As bust that fronts as once had
They run the Dragon
From Mother 
I seen the no other than
One rubber ran


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/26/25 05:24 AM)

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    #872258 -

Over and Over
I Water it down
For the Round
Soldier
I Clock a Pound of the Substance to bust with
I run it Trip
Drip Water
Flip
I get it exist in the Psychedelic Side as I ride thick
In the Suicide
I need that Bullet supplied by the Eye
I mix a mind up
Cash this rhyme up
I’m about to time’s up
I rhyme up
Crack the Spot and lock
I sign
You front on the design
For the climb up
I rhyme rough
As I I’m in the mind as I shine
I run it back time is in this
Once I rewind I mean Business
Water with the Spliffs and I cold Rinse this
I Trip
A Bullet flipped
In the Mix This
Run it grip
Under they hit up
Shit up
Sit up and listen
I run the position
Back in friction rub as Cash In
Dub over a fraction of subtraction
I love
The fact is
That facts is I rinse as ever since I Lit
Run it tight down the line as Town
Run it down
For the Crown
I flip the Pound of
I Round up
Lit the sound up
The mountain I climb around
The sum that you find

Leaves you blind

Round up
Round Around
We like Rounds
Kilos
Lead to Balls as Raw
Round you up I saw
I seen a Green Round
As Key in they seed then
I run it down as Round in the free men
All the system Rounds up
Out of position
I’m Round on the Ground for a Pound I just Glisten
In the Round as friction
I Round off with the sound off
I flip a Round
The boss as I Lounge in the Round as I shot once
I clock funds
In the Round Block wants this
With Trips
To Round up like Chocolate
I box with the Round
Stop your Freeze up
Round as Gs cut the Rounds
I shock with
I’m Round in the talk of the Town
Round as the box crept on sound
Like I Round in the found for what’s Round War?
I seen a stock soar as Round pour the Liquid
I come back and kick it
Round is the difference
We get lit on Rounds
The sounds in the Round
I shot up the Product that Rounds off the boss
I Walk with it
Hawk with it
Drop a Round don’t stop 
Lick the Trigger for a Pound to Pop with
I Round the sound Box the Link on Drink
Pink Elephants


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/26/25 12:20 PM)

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    #872260 -

I’m frying on Water
Cash as record a
Stash that sort of free energy
Fusion
Back in
I write once black in I stack in
I need a sack and the ambulance to ran through the squad as job
I flip this rob the miss that
On the Job
I rinse with
A Bullet
I Trip with
They skull as One for the Solve
Revolve
Disco
I drink the San Francisco
I Lit blow up the Trip
Slow
I bit below
As I twist
Once for the Reefer Blunts
I sorted through as Weed in the air
Trees for the tear down
Wear down
We got One Round
Sittin’ in the Gun
For the twist as Suns
Spun
Rewrite the Gun as hype
One round spike as I sound the POP!

I Lock
Drop the top
I fiend for on Walk
Hawk
I bleed for this on tour
With the Spliff
I beam
War as they call it
I Ball up a Trigger
Followed as Figure 8
Wall to Wall
Trip then skate
Hit the rate
As I climb in the Sign
Flip the cake
Over for the time I recline then

It Trips my Drips!
And I’m down with the system
Of the Mission
To hit the Spliff and
Chill
All resistance is futile
I cracked a Buddha Smile
Fat Buddha
Buddha Child
Smoking the Buddha
I scoot a crew over
With no Water
I catch an order for the sorted
Imported
Sativa
Bordered
The Spliff I see you with
I twisted it
I mean to grimace
To the limits
It Trips my Drips to finish
Eat my spinach
Back and been blessed
Buddha Blessed
Professed
I manifest
The best
I reach the peak as Death
What I feature is a speck of the reach through
As I Breed
The Ganja Grew
I smoke and Roll
I patrol the fields
Checking the potency and yields
All I peel a gaze at the graze
For the Sun Rays to Blaze
I lit one stay in the Haze
Make a Maze?
I made my through and Trip Tre Eight
I Blew
The Spot Up
Buddha Shotgun
Get a Pot Sun
For the Lock run to the Top!
I spun
Spun like a Top and begin to Clock
I Rock the box out the drop house
For one mouse rolling through the ground crew
Was around to blew the round into
Your crew


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/26/25 03:39 PM)

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    #872269 -

A Spliff
Was the way we got the Lift
As kids in the Hollywood Hills
I run like I fill the room up with smoke
I hit a Sun up for some product
When I grow
My Buds know it’s on
I’m the Bomb
With the built in
Skills
I dealt as I felt
Through the heart and melt
I pulled apart
Rolling and Smoking Spliffs with the Stoning
I roaming through the fields
I hold in the hits
Until I exhale
Then I bail

I’ve been abusing the Fast
I roll Past
I roll Over
I told yah
I cold blur as I fold unfold hold your turn in the Blast Furnace
I max as I earn this I turn and twist
Burn this
Up in
Once I struck then I bent back and enter the Dragon
Flag
With the Bullet I got call I fully armed bust ya’ll
I pull it
The Trigger
No Bullshit
You got to remember I got a full clip
I touch you as I hold
Run up and bust you
I trust true
The Glock 9
Box rhymes up as Frosty cost heat in the Street
Bust mine
I Bust a rhyme on mind as I bust back
I Loaded
Roll over
Wrote it
Max as I Roll the Trigger I floated as I sold up the River
I get it mixture
Of this I Gun up
Hit
I Sun up
Hum enough to strum the String as One Wing
I Sing
Of the run over hinge squeak
Each day of the week I roll as creep
I hold crews in my sleep
Sweep the Streets


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/26/25 08:06 PM)

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    #872272 -

We compact
Reefer bricks
In the has it Locked
Rinse the Block up
I shock
I cold Walk
Spit the Hawk up
Wrap the raw cut the stock shot up
To pop the top
I sold in the Wind as I Rolled
I hit it big to explode
My lid flipped
I bought a Zip and Tripped
On Water
Been on that a long time
Caught a shop in the nonstop
Rolling Pop that
Come and flock back hot like riot
The hand drawn the Gun
A sandstorm
Back and reborn
The Grass
You been warned
This is the plot as I score
I had it in the to the core
For War
I Trip the Four Four
I slip through the door
And Trip on
I cast a lick down
As one before I hit that
Kick back and sip
We cold flip rounds
Bound for the Ground War
It’s a sad story for the Pure
As I core Street
Been sworn to the beat as we light this tour up
I cash the floor up
Answer the door
What’s Up?
I got the Reefer
Let’s smoke a Bud
The teacher


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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