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OfflineSolid Log
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poem
    #855733 - 03/02/22 06:39 AM (7 months, 3 hours ago)

You could shoot people or smoke weed with them equal as freak pull off the joint everyone get it point is the business is not to kill and what is this?  It’s chill you could wreck a fool with tech like tool sound like fuel for the War with no reason no core it’s the season now with legalization to come as one nation to speed the healing and revealing our souls to one another

Leaning over the edge on bad trips mushroom fed everyone dead nuff said but what if instead the hype came to life and lights pipes up thick ganja smoke clouds type stuff that out loud you say DAMN it’s the hit that get you man everyone scan the area for plants there’s plenty they don’t cost money there’s nothing funny like a place this takes place

I smoke weed hit the chest yo what happen next?  I lay some text with my dragon breath unleash the seed into the ground so I could get a free pound or two just hangin’ with the crew there ain’t much new just chew on this I got kills and a 4 fifth I riff on guitar my music is up to par I just got a jar of hash oil light that shit up and watch it boil

I was often told that sold crack act as if black was the crack of my ass lit grass up and remained strucked by the violence silence pervaded inflated egos and toes stepped on leapt upon drawn techs till dawn long stares and pull out guns airs the wherewithal I glare till I fall and ball all tall standing commanding presences left you tense

Pot is too much you can say such and such about other drugs but pot stands above it’s got strength it’s got length it doesn’t spank you kill you or ill you it’s real smooth flowing all knowing smoking the bro it bring is growing on you thing like that imagine that it banned prohibited laws I don’t give a shit I smoke it anyway they say it makes you gay

Get rid of your guns and smoke something that stuns and shocks those who never thought before about the War they cause.  Cannabis damn before I rinsed cash I was flashed I dashed copped some shrooms and spun out of rooms to stew in doom like two in the womb twins been it's up to chuck firearms with efficient disarms I spell charms like lucky it struck me one day it's OK to practice the pop I slay a cop nonstop says gangster rock I clock chalk it up to rock bottom we got em.


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #855760 - 03/06/22 01:25 AM (6 months, 27 days ago)

Didn't read it, but I would like to help. Rhyme lime-in-horse and you will be sitting with the greats. Go from MGK to Tupac


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Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes
Lessons learned then gradually surfacing, Letting go, stripping naked to scream
I am not perfect nor do I strive to be, I am alive in this world of face first falls and public breakdowns
I'm a retarded, disfigured clown
Dying to be heard through the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall
I'm an equal being of no race, or color, a hallucination if you will
Sneaking into the lives of strangers, and letting them fall apart to a new rhythm just to feel better


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Re: poem [Re: poor boy]
    #855872 - 03/14/22 08:37 AM (6 months, 19 days ago)

All eternally peaceful life sworn to strife my knife just cut it up and I shut my mind to the blind, deaf, dumb what have I become?  I want some but guns prevent events to two cent rent I pay I slay…. I don’t want to say it that way I get a ray of sun just begun to have fun on number one is health wealth doesn’t matter when you livin’ fatter


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #855880 - 03/15/22 09:05 PM (6 months, 17 days ago)

:tldr:


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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: feevers]
    #855893 - 03/18/22 06:36 AM (6 months, 15 days ago)

I gotta put it down for the mind style fist boxing and fencing get your dent dinged out I don’t wanna route it’s like you shout and turn it up loud ain’t nothing to be proud of dove not hawk way I walk chalk it up to snot nose bully talk I got shit coughed smoking herb all the time why I rhyme slow and blow then it’s time for the show to end


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #855928 - 03/23/22 05:54 PM (6 months, 9 days ago)

We got us a lil rainbow Tonka truck up in here :awehigh:


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Re: poem [Re: spirit_shadow]
    #855985 - 03/31/22 04:03 PM (6 months, 1 day ago)

The Funk Killa Iller than Sly Stone the filler I release Billa I chill a Willa I smoke Pillow I still flow cologne smell patron breath out the left end send it bled nip in buds stuff like punk sunk and dunk on shoot pollute myths fifths and cripwalks I Zip stalks off buds I rip cough up lungs and stick out tongues take a taste for displaced peoples


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856042 - 04/06/22 04:49 PM (5 months, 26 days ago)

I actually dig it by the way :vibin:


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Re: poem [Re: spirit_shadow]
    #856053 - 04/08/22 03:45 PM (5 months, 24 days ago)

It’s the amazing spice fuck that ice crack or meth everyone left knows the steps routines light beams beaming from third eye gleams what it seems like is the type of thing that bring wings to fruition you go on mission for the sticks you handle soft dismantled coughed and rambled on roll a joint pack a bowl all soulful and you got Gold

I’m the drug Kingpin on water you order slaughter next up wrecks stuck in the checks bucked em off lost on soft psychedelic a relic to some so I hum and vibrate lately I for sake of break be up to take P and G I got free toss it up be the thing everything bring to sing crew all flew like it grew on you the more the tore less I eat fresh


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856083 - 04/11/22 05:18 PM (5 months, 21 days ago)

Shed em all off the raw precepts to take checks balance heck out the flex rappers bet some dead now every head how it went out louder some crowd your small town soldier found fuller all duller some color needed bleeded bled nuff said rappers turn red when they edited raps dedicated several made it some got faded like traded team players

I hit up a major Psilocybin dose you’re supposed to stupid what you shoot kid?  Root high bid try slid through crew grew unto chew on food rude boy all true is toy my employ got me void I’m annoyed right now slaughter fat cow eat burger to chow come how I round astound take you to town never frown I’m like a clown


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856090 - 04/12/22 08:32 PM (5 months, 20 days ago)

A fellow Dr Seuss reader I see :awehigh:


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Re: poem [Re: spirit_shadow]
    #856095 - 04/14/22 02:59 AM (5 months, 19 days ago)

The Cannabis Magic often misunderstood lifting good four Eagle palms major bombs dropped when stopping fights like all nights right is in flight time to sight on the bite for you get excited you kick back and fighted back give it slack jack up the back end wax when the tax commence with defense you could pop em non stop then

I have 18 moons orbit round the the sun at my center I eat Bagua for dinner there is no winner in this thing here I scare a bunch of Chinese Kids just hanging out shooting bids kids envy me want to see the real call me master and that”s for sure I can’t sell cure I poison toys in the game what I came like with the same light achieve fame right


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856099 - 04/16/22 08:46 AM (5 months, 17 days ago)

I’m in need of the cannabis vibe whole tribe knows why we all got high and stoned shown the road amongst the rolling stones we break bones and hit up cones toke reefer smoke show down at oak valley with the rivals be tripping on Sally the Grand Finale we go to Kali and yo we just playin’ the crew know what I’m sayin’

You don’t have to be there to visit says my digit riveted off digital scale weighing out ounces I inhale no way I’ll ever get scared by a trip no way one way go one and say it rain shit is in the plain envelope say poof magic disappear into thin air get the shot when it’s clear I steer through ghettos of the mind and always remain blind to violence

I made a fission bomb archaic explosives close it’s toke wizard on blizzard mo bet up scissors like it’s yours I shit pours into glass fast guzzle up savor the flavor jet and say later when I step the trails practice fails in those who rails off the boss taught me to win the lottery I got to be now on fusion conclusion to those still I chose this life sentence

He marked for death expect me to fold up step told G to boldly murder spree on other G?  He free except his gang slang is real hardcore talking dismember and gore like before it was all brothers called cuz what doesn’t because of rubs outs and murder shout raps about to bust trust that they fold up fat and can’t handle gats for real yo


Edited by Solid Log (04/20/22 05:10 AM)


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856471 - 04/26/22 03:39 PM (5 months, 6 days ago)

She love the way I lick her spliff about to hit it I know. I love it when she give me kisses her scent stick to clothes. Fire on her lips but I hate to see her go, she's always keeping me lifted so like my nine I'm always keeping her close...


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856487 - 04/27/22 11:03 PM (5 months, 5 days ago)

:feelsoldman:


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Re: poem [Re: Jenny]
    #856533 - 05/02/22 11:09 PM (5 months, 11 hours ago)

Twisted mixed it up
You still suck pass the buck
All rhyme is truck
Suckers duck can’t get enough still
They kill will it new effect the check
Raps rhyme like heck
Fill up step anyone wreck the mic
I like to my psyche through
The type who might glue you like food
I’m in a good mood so I have
Good attitude I caps flow true
All rhyme to school anyone blue?
I sock it to you for all that’s true
Anyone new?  I get it drew up
The plan so no screw up
All who buck the system listen
You be glistening listening to phone ring
All King swing a latter day matter fade
Trade sure gats sprayed but delayed
Answer chance swore on the dance floor


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856535 - 05/03/22 02:26 AM (5 months, 8 hours ago)

Here I sit,
butt cheeks a-flexin,
just givin birth,
to another mexican



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Bassui wrote the following letter to one of his disciples who was about to die:
"The essence of your mind is not born, so it will never die. It is not an existence, which is perishable. It is not an emptiness, which is a mere void. It has neither color nor form. It enjoys no pleasures and suffers no pains.
"I know you are very ill. Like a good Zen student, you are facing that sickness squarely. You may not know exactly who is suffering, but question yourself: What is the essence of this mind? Think only of this. You will need no more. Covet nothing. Your end which is endless is as a snowflake dissolving in the pure air."



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Re: poem [Re: Fleabag Friend]
    #856536 - 05/03/22 02:28 AM (5 months, 8 hours ago)

He who writes on the bathroom walls,
rolls his shit into little balls.
He who reads these words of wit,
eats those little balls of shit!



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Bassui wrote the following letter to one of his disciples who was about to die:
"The essence of your mind is not born, so it will never die. It is not an existence, which is perishable. It is not an emptiness, which is a mere void. It has neither color nor form. It enjoys no pleasures and suffers no pains.
"I know you are very ill. Like a good Zen student, you are facing that sickness squarely. You may not know exactly who is suffering, but question yourself: What is the essence of this mind? Think only of this. You will need no more. Covet nothing. Your end which is endless is as a snowflake dissolving in the pure air."



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Re: poem [Re: Fleabag Friend]
    #856537 - 05/03/22 03:55 AM (5 months, 7 hours ago)

I be rappin’ some trippin’
Off black Platinum
Gats go from the Street
To the High Priced Suite
You could get it greet me
At the door to see free hit the floor
Tryin’ to jack I get you back fast
No one last in the game
All the same suckers to blame
I call em by name
As quick as they came
I do entertain I wipe em out explain
Hype no doubt gone Southern Route
HAHA I murda what it’s all about


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856538 - 05/03/22 04:30 AM (5 months, 6 hours ago)

Niffla, it’s dark in here, it stinks like a skunk, and I’m getting really scared.  Help. 

:cryaboutit:


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Re: poem [Re: 1234go]
    #856549 - 05/05/22 07:24 AM (4 months, 29 days ago)

Wealth inequality the way I walk
Always follow me hit up the
Dollar Tree nothing to see here in
This neighborhood grew up in fear
I tear I wound suckas do too
All raps within my crew is brewed
From the tombs to the stale rooms
Where We dare to take on the few
Who do surrender capture torture
Get your chest bare I wreck air
On Psychedelic I best I Gel it
I cold tell it hit with pellet I fell quick
Some hell lit like swell up and shit
I have to quit others stay lit back
I shift sick sack crip Crack and nod
The head in risk at task at hand


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856552 - 05/05/22 08:58 PM (4 months, 28 days ago)

:smug:


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Re: poem [Re: Jenny]
    #856570 - 05/08/22 04:50 AM (4 months, 26 days ago)

When you walking’ down the street
And suckers beat to give you threatening creep
Put you to sleep?
No it doesn’t come cheap Martial Arts.
When you chillin in the club and a sucker
Pulls out a 9 mm dub of clips rip off
Duck down don’t cough it come Raw
This Martial Art
If you see a cop beat a criminal nonstop
Film it or dive in and save civilian
This Martial Art
Everyone bleep out the cuss word it’s absurd
Ride a curve get internal Chinese
All this please people pulling rabbit out the sleeve
This is magic and Martial Art
So don’t dart through the streets causing mad heat
To erupt press self destruct all a sucker want
Is the funds in this business to get the drugs to fuel
His Martial Art distance
I practice sober now ain’t done a drug in How Long?
19 years no beers no weed no speed all I need is
Martial Art all I plead is non violence
Give you a helping hand with no greed

I feel like a dead person
What’s worse than not tokin’ first then
For 19 years
I pass up beers I turn down everything crown
I feel down heat come from all around
Feel like a clown I know the herb ganja
Will calm yah and bomb yah out reroute
The lifestyle give a big smile all the while
Create Soul Child freedom road
Release the load take it off the feet lounge mode
Wreak Magic on the stoners mode of operation
Go on Vacation see things coming from
Wherever brings my heart sings as the things
I smoke passes through my brain
I take another toke
What more could I explain?

I’m an Astral Traveller grabbin’ your aura
To pour yah a glass of cash that last time
You tried to rhyme you murderous slime
I speak mine to the peak of the crime the criminal
Subliminal thinking hits you’ll pull off cough
The boss back clack click magic trick in the thick
Of this jungle like quick I bust a bitch’ lip
If they trip on me see I handle methamphetamine
My rhymes gleam to what a soldier mean
All the time it might seem like hype pipe smoking
Not joking being soaked in the flavor your behavior
Is still that of a slave to the substance abuse
I let loose the shrooms on you to level your ego
Say you can’t handle it??  You better handle this bro
And sis you get constantly dissed so why all the bullshit?


Edited by Solid Log (05/12/22 02:44 PM)


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #856616 - 05/15/22 07:26 AM (4 months, 19 days ago)

Fuck you Flowie
:justinwilson:
pussyboy


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Bassui wrote the following letter to one of his disciples who was about to die:
"The essence of your mind is not born, so it will never die. It is not an existence, which is perishable. It is not an emptiness, which is a mere void. It has neither color nor form. It enjoys no pleasures and suffers no pains.
"I know you are very ill. Like a good Zen student, you are facing that sickness squarely. You may not know exactly who is suffering, but question yourself: What is the essence of this mind? Think only of this. You will need no more. Covet nothing. Your end which is endless is as a snowflake dissolving in the pure air."



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Re: poem [Re: Fleabag Friend]
    #856622 - 05/15/22 11:21 AM (4 months, 18 days ago)

Slang and who said shit set it and head hit
The pavement it strange get out of range
To hit so I go with the flow and tight knit
Everyone quit I kick back take up slack and rap
About gats hats 40s mob stories and core heat
Is the the you greet the more you come sweet
Everyone meet up with the seat up like lead tucked
In the dance dance take a chance bullets make you
Advanced some got hands to do damage like me
See everyone G and free of Problemo I switch
Lane slow my trip brains blow on so so long
I go gone consume the drugs and flow on and on

Reciting all hail bro to the cash flow
Nowhere to go so chose roads puff up frozed
Ho is the pro swig off jig to get big
Suckers hid in bushes pushes back further attack
Some cut the facts up hack stuck in lack buck
I got cash flow though so I row row row
My boat float past enemy vote the tenement
Seed proceed to flow bleed roll speed
Cold deeds done number one something fun
To stun begun to run after disaster plug
Your hashish more black born and act like moron


Edited by Solid Log (05/16/22 04:43 PM)


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Re: poem [Re: 1234go]
    #856670 - 05/17/22 12:29 AM (4 months, 17 days ago)

Comet it makes your teeth so clean
Comet it taste like listerene
Comet it makes you vomit
Get some Comet and vomit 🤮 today

Second verse same as the first:poppinsclap:


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Re: poem [Re: Texas Honey Badger]
    #856699 - 05/17/22 09:29 PM (4 months, 16 days ago)

Manifesto technique innuendo mystique
Each sucka bleak gets his speak on
I wreak gone off pot smoke each dawn
I toke with broke back mountain fountain
Spewing out the outcome how come
My route’s done I shout hum to be number one
Each gun sprung a leak bullets missed my cheek
Bitch eat and get juicy to fruit see I cute
Shoot hoop to be new to freedom crew in
Cement be dented adventure sent it
God he bent it up sent you luck and program
Struck the buck stops here tear off an ear
Yelling in it fear you queer do you peer
Outside with your gun by your side?
You should knock on wood every sucka
Good to meet motherfu$^er

Drug Frames A Tight Blaze spread your wings amaze
Crazed even from too much Cement Drugs I reinvent
The Drug Frames tame what’s spent A in class depend
On Drug Frames man they hit tight shit flip take a sip
Wade through trip lakes of mistakes others make
Drug Frames all day it’s the way to play my favorite
Is smoking pot don’t you forgot what’s not like it
I’m psychic on Drug Frames I X Ray for days see through walls
Call it all ball it my Wallet dropped call it don’t stop
Follow through got what’s got on Drug Frames

Required tiring of firing up to say what’s up and duck
Truck jewels tucked ripped off ruckus up it’s ass fast time
Whack rhyme I’m in dimes clustered limes lemons from
Heaven 7-11 get it in denim shot juice Bethlehem ready set
Friend of the system suckas dis em I listen tricks in back and
Forth victim for the requiem no one steps ten for the Vet again
Four flex on the ends the crept up leapt struck the best truck
Jewels fools wear carry married to the system like Larry Tate
Suckas great to do it all through boo hoo with the fluid stew in it

Spar with all doubtful rip the head off Southpaw come a mouth
Law about saw all the now and draw pistol wishful thinking
Blinking rearrange kinking up the cord raps record maps I scored
Toe taps till you bored I shot a lord last Tuesday for messing
With my Employment Pay He might get shot some way I forgot
I run through maze hock up snot for the day’s craze before
It gets hot shore up shot four got it slot time a lot of crime not 9
Before failure I sail your biscuits up the get rich quick scheme
Victims with steam blow a lot of cream sometimes unseen to be in



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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857086 - 05/30/22 08:50 PM (4 months, 3 days ago)

Growing up, I didn’t know how special time was till I
Reflected back on this mushroom track
Psilocybin to be exact everyone lack it mostly I closely
Follow the population in their exact makin’
Black brains all stains this ain’t your ordinary
Flames might burn up no way… You can’t stand up
Hardly a yard buck fifty some retard try to come get me
I pull up to par no one thus far has done it too hard
In this regard I think of sex, violence in silence
You never know the trip till it’s filed in it’s folder
You get bolder strength holder for the Gold you’re
Platinum relax to some low dose but prefer high and fry
Everyone try to make it to bake it brains off the chains
And placate I can’t relate to the Virgins I work in
The jerk end I search friend of the church descend

Don’t raise a sword against your brother you discover that $hit
Head tilted back lit till it chopped off flip flopped roll on the ground
Sopping wet with blood thugs prove crews do it to it rule fists
Blades made in the shade the fade for aid to fame and flame Burn
Up the learned struck by pure luck to meet one get spun number
The lumber for practice back fists lack crisp attack hiss Click
Clack it’s in the wrist I get pissed to see a bully fully out of null

Medicinal Herbs some word up learned you tucked weapon
Most profession get the guess in it I blessed win hits
Like hit records some herbs you chop it up in seconds after
Losing your breath taking hits and all types lights up
Mics but I stay shut until I fill up on the stuff like guts worm
My intestine squirm butterfly tongue go numb I vomit
I get so high I don’t even comment my mom bet I bomb set
I long on threat to lodge out the sex herbs led by the
Angelic few go through what crew slew on the brew concoction
Pop herbs nonstop then


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857301 - 06/15/22 04:25 AM (3 months, 19 days ago)

:psshh:


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Re: poem [Re: 1234go]
    #857316 - 06/16/22 05:29 AM (3 months, 18 days ago)

Droppin’ hits nonstoppin’ licks firecracker steroid washing cricks brains
And there void Fast lanes and outlast bashes dashes to street thugs’
Parties pull plugs for all that involves murder morgue music
You choose it battle whose d!/ck?  I have to drink booze sip the saddle
Cracked and rattled I shall rip ball before I fall I told you all call
Me G I raps a lot and rhyme for free 33 can’t you see?  I be the MC
With Ps the greatest the latest the afraid to hits fade your $h!t

I be a B breaking B Boy shaking stake in rap game hate caps claim
Sets like jets I steps up to Techs I let others bet it’s cut for sweat
Shake your butt I get head all that said I raps made my bed for I
Instead red like Feds they Bleds Bleeds me my time to see rocks
Rhyme like G clock crime so free to do the time I got Ps and Qs
Drink booze raps screws into twos and threes a breeze knock knees
Chalk up lock stuff up chuck the banal struck for the fuc\\!k of it

Cold reason irrational logic project long rest on topic progress
Dominate stress lest it blessed chest back test facts like messed
Up dress cut festival but the rest will pull fully hold heat World
Street enough of eating depleting life force seating greeting
Some meeting others bleeding suffer heeding to the real thing
Zeal King of feeling sing all be all and it’s the ring of Truth
So root shoots grow fruits you know who is probably new to flow
Glow black Afro low lax a$$..hole gone traps gold and sold

I am a Hindu God of Jesus the Empress the Tempest adventurous
I with Charlton Heston with the best in tin cans plans out
Mannerisms with damn your Prisons are Crowded
I make a sound and I canned the plan just as rubber band snaps
Other than that I’m fat I have a gat and pat down visitors
I envision yours as prison bores the shit out of bitten more
For sure I cure the poor they the ones who need it I hit speed
Twitch for seed I’m rich I hitch a ride go inside the mind on LSD slide
I eyed a woman just the other day who was gay let’s play patty cake
And bake her’s man


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857438 - 06/25/22 08:34 PM (3 months, 8 days ago)

Everyone wants to be happy applicable to tax free sad to see otherwise
Ties up eyes cut by blind but I lined strut with cocaine H and novocaine
I release brain on a mission deceased position all condition is in
Remission I dis in Listen I bitch end the lend off lease to beast I
Get each one done sun son I bun bust bake it worst mistake itch
Cinch Lynch mob do job on inch cob corn pipe thick fog quick bog down
Swamp comma momma I got Bahamas I clock drama and Tommygun
Old school Mafiosi close to G hopes on freedom don’t cement shoe
Unless the fool is ruled of law jaws drop and pop Glocks for flocks
Of Birds to scatter


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857439 - 06/25/22 10:31 PM (3 months, 8 days ago)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857440 - 06/25/22 11:15 PM (3 months, 8 days ago)

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Re: poem [Re: Jenny]
    #857449 - 06/26/22 05:36 PM (3 months, 7 days ago)

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Re: poem [Re: Solar Nexus]
    #857474 - 06/27/22 04:39 AM (3 months, 7 days ago)

I want to smoke the Hashish Black Kief don’t call it wacky weed it’s
Rap you see through the lens that never ends proper respect I detect
The stench of the undone head that’s unsung never seen and high strung
I become the mechanism of the hectic envision the prison most in
Get again the prerequisite I check your stint I leapt up bent on
Measurement representing Kilos spent it’s secret government want it
Legalized even I cement the venture with my clout I clock adventure
Searching for the new kind buds slippery like suds laughter with your
Entrance to the third eye incentive to die and go to Heaven where the
Ganja is splendid everyone tend the crop nonstop highs to the eyes
Stones to the bones make phone calls and zone all it’s called Cannabis


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857537 - 06/30/22 06:15 PM (3 months, 3 days ago)

After drinking Mango Shakes, I worship Eggs
The Mango is good, Eggs are the symbol of Fertility
All Policeman seek to shoot Eggs for no reason
They hate Women, who have eggs and are the
Center of Fertility
Police can go fuck theyselves
Enforcing Unjustice such as Ganja Prohibition
Fuck the Police
I stay healthy eating Eggs
All Eggs are for the World to be Rich


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857538 - 06/30/22 10:37 PM (3 months, 3 days ago)

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Re: poem [Re: Solar Nexus]
    #857543 - 07/01/22 01:52 AM (3 months, 3 days ago)

Woe is to the man who thinks he has all the eggs in his grasp
He is delusional, thinking all the eggs are his
He packs a pistol to get hold of all the eggs
He doesn’t care about where the eggs came from
He has eggs on the mind
A shootout!  Multiple shots fired to get a few eggs
The eggs are never secondary
They are primary
Every egg is important, but still, share your eggs with everyone

Rock the jeweled iron fence
As spoken of in Tibetan Book Of the Dead
Or the Seven Jewels of Zen Buddhism
Or is there?
Very few people think
Blood type positive
Each relax on Oxygen
Pop you spin
Lock no one wins boy

The soul child of rebellion
Every frank discussion
Left no trace of the taste
Foul taste violence
Shared adrenaline needle injection
Cause and effect
Night Train coming and all I got
I got a thing I do
You can’t attract
Everyone step off
Get lost amigo

All written fly smokin’ meth
Just guess at it
Left tragic step addict
Automatic the undressed fully
All heat
Nothing sweet
You get struck by the Tech
No one knows you never slept
Jet to the lab
To grab the stab up
Have to duck some beware of fuck
I untucked the weapon

I’m made of meat, pasta and sauce
I’m the boss of the crew
All toggle the switch
To get rich
Everyone done
In the Sun
Get your hype
Swipe the pipe
Smoke a bowl
Rock and Roll
Gat you pull
All rhymes null
When you get capped
By the strap

Train Gong Fu all day
What else is there to say
Coming up with stuff
To crush
Break
Wreck
Keep in check
Makes X marks the spot
On dot
For a Blood Clot
It’s hard and hot

To handle scandal
Vandals
Can’t dismantle
I blow out candle
Light reefer
The greatest teacher

He has the cheese
To breeze
Everyone freeze done
Be is hung
For they come
And get get it
Raps dead
Stick the Lead
Trip up
Metal stuff
Dead you
Go instead
Crew
Screwed by the boys in blue



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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857592 - 07/06/22 12:48 AM (2 months, 29 days ago)

Mike is nice like that
Screw the gat
Mike rips up thugs
And has to rub
All come request
Bomb not cess
Every day
Bless every way
Masters might right
But Mike is out of sight
For program
The show slam
Contain the brain
Everyone insane
Mike replicate
To set it straight
No one has to say it
Mike is the hype
Responsible for glass pipe

The corner block chop
Mike is ghetto rock nonstop
Mike survives
And thrives
Mike doesn’t want his ton
To pound down and reverse clown
A bitch
Mike stitch
Get it sweat hits off
Breakfast eat meat raw
And reckless
Mike is the wipe out
Make it route
Cut some
Strut some
Mike will take numb
And give it flavorsome
Wayward and
Stay heard

Designer Mike
Labels disables
Checks X and L tabs
Slabs of beef to eat
Mike is the treacherous
Neck get bust
They say Mike likes
Types of lyrics like
Ice on a chain
Remain in Mike’s domain
You slain
Everyone came up on some
You better read the letter
MCs get dead with ease
Mike plays Gs like Ps and
Mike is the receiving end
Of blend
Mike’s styles
Go on for miles
No pretend

Clean tips
Set up trips
Respected
Connected
Trip on sex trip
Head trips
Left with
Bitch talkin’ shit
Knock the fuck out the box
Trip over shoes and socks
Pants shirts the whole works
Trip on dessert
Trip on the 31st of the month
Trip on whole bowl of fruit punch
For trip I got a hunch
I cut out people who trip
I sip the psychedelic
Brew with you know who
Just the crew only
So lonely

So went trips
You can buy it
Start a riot
Flow thick like clips
Shit hits the fan
Everyone ran for the small dose
Close
Case closed
I proposed a new model
Where kids hit the throttle young
I become the 9 year old
Of Gold smokin’ good old motah
Who has the
Full spazz
Cold fast
To clash
With cash
Sold out quick
You could suck a dick
Still it won’t hit
Everyone get some
And head spun
The trip has begun

Throw up your hands
If you understands
How to fight
With a knife
Go for it
The torn rip
Slashed up
Gashed up
Blood spurt
Work hurt
Severed head
Like sliced throat
Instead
Roll hope
Peace signs
Realignments
All designer in signs
Went out of style
With the pile of
Kitchen knives
Gun tossed
The crew thrives

So pull out the swords
At reward shows
They should have one
And get rid of the gun
For some fun
I practice spear
You hear about it
Downtown all around
The people sound
Like the Noun
Fucked
You learn quick
How to duck
Everyone slipped
And didn’t get it grip
On the blade
Chill like a shade
A wraith
A spectre
Ghost
All rap host
The most in sharpness
Dispel darkness

It’s the Mikey Neides
The Neidlinger
I’m not a R&B singer
I give the finger to
A kid in sin
Spin up a blizzard
Duck the chunks of Ice
Neides is so nice
Twice they come like sum
Say my name hum
Neides packs gun for fun
I manhandle and ram the gat
Up the ass severed and full
Hit the gas
You can’t vandalize
I got my eyes on graffiti
Neides I tag neat see
In colors
Others dull yours
Is smooth if you sooth
The wound

Mikey Neides is the Neidlinger
He makes your thing yours
Respect laws of physics at least
A Beast Neides completes
All lives in sheets of guy’s
Pleats release the Eastside
Everyone needs Neides
And Hashish live
Superthrive
I hit it up
And suck a J down
All hay sound like
A day well spent
Rent check paid
Lay back
Neides remain intact with the act
And memorial plaque
Get jacked?
Neides flattens rappers like that
Come for crack?
Neides smokes the Genie Wax
Cold Ganja snacks

Neides was the ultimate
His shit look like high dose trip
Mix with Quicksilver
A killer
19 shot driller
Cap filler
No one niller than Neides
People try hard
On guard
Feel harmed?
Try my large type swipe
Pipes pull out
Pack bowls no doubt
Neides route
About it
Shouted out loud Crip
Neides claim no set bet
He shed his skin a snake
Neides lets plate spin
Scratch the wax
Ask him for some action
You relax son
With Neides the Captain

I’m amplitude of the essence
That’s foul precious
Get on the guest list
To fist pump a chump’s lump
And dump it
Something fit like
Written word spoken
Broken
Chokin’ on smokin’ reefer
It needs to burn
So you learn
Others think it’s firm but
It gives way
Today I go astray relax
And decay like atomic half life
My task strife
I ice up the cut and shut the window
Slut it been rolled
Cold unfolded
Bold did
Hold cigarette

Something I ain’t proud of yet
Is how I cold jet
Past the last cry and scream
Seeming human being
Not real thing
I steal King’s Crown
So that’s how I get down
From all around
You could hear gunshots sound
Like Pops on ice crackle
I tackle the subject
You love it
Plug fest for messed up shit
Bullet wound split the flesh
Rappers best is
Test dis of angles
Star Spangled Banners
Plan yours out
Without doubt you come
Correct with clout
Of the Murder Route

Broke rope digging in crates
To feel safe from
Gun Violence
I tile the place like race
Take place
Draw my ace
I’m the commander of Outer Space
I say grace Take a taste
Make it lay waste
Fornicate
Steady 8 ball
Relate to fallen
Install the all I am
Intend district to mend
Got this shot hits
Up I don’t recommend
Copy
You sloppy up
Stop shit struck
On the Cut
For what you want
Is something you don’t Front for
The whole Allegiance is tore

We were born
One morning
The storm came
With no warning
With no aim
You chain up
Like lame duck
The same stuck with knife
Impale trife
Slave to save one
I rave gun
Pop Pop
It don’t stop
I rock nonstop
Still I clock
Chill
Not unaffected
But I reflected for so long
Plus I smoked the bong
A great song
Jazz Blues
All the shoes you could use
To walk in
I don’t recommend stalking
The talk you send
Is balking



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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857621 - 07/13/22 01:59 AM (2 months, 22 days ago)

Roses are red!!!


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Re: poem [Re: Solar Nexus]
    #857623 - 07/14/22 08:05 AM (2 months, 21 days ago)

Gold is good
All flipped in Hollywood
You wear Gold Chains
Rearrange aims
To scope jewels
Broke fools try to
Jack you for your shit
Rap more now that’s it
Philly Blunts burn down quick
When you fiend and
The team score A+ sticky green
What you mean you don’t do cocaine?
Every other brain here is lit
And Coke is it
OK I smoke a hit
Fold in 5th Gold so crisp
Air out action stare down
Mansion with the twist
Coke numbs the lips
Crack I come back for attack
On some Mic
Hype so swipe the ice
Roll dice
Get hot twice
Gold did nice to me
Soldier see
All bold to G

I extend a welcome
To back and forth hell came
Magic spell aim
Tragic
Flame up
Rainbow tucked
I’m in luck
The draw
Said you saw
Pull up paw
Law is in effect
Tragic
Wreck savage
Caps bandaid
I man slayed
Sun ray behaved
By law
That’s all that you saw
Bust a jaw
Knock out know
The talk route
The soldier
Doubt you fold yours up
Yup
You get stuck
Pull a plucked
All fucked up
Some smoke shit up
And been struck
For duck

The whole tribe
Ingests the Psilocybin
N***** get live in
The ride spin
Around the block
Don’t get checked
By the Glock
Why I spy
An eye with rye
Die in it High
Begin in
The sin you saw
Law all to crack jaw
What’s a law look like
Everyone psyche up
The killing tucked weapons
Get in the section
To rep some
Go straight up hum
Like erection stick the
X in
Reputation for nation
Inclination gets sensation
Bet your play in the station
All over the World stay makin’
Money it ain’t funny
It gets sunny on the block
Don’t talk
Real shit topped
By second to none gun
Speed with the iron lung

Unveiling the chronic Meths
I puff up chest
And go straight to cardiac arrest
It’s worth it for the best
Poor man’s cocaine
Everyone on the chain
Sucker catch a name
Like husband of gay
Fuck that n****** play
I H in the Tre
Murdering suckers every way
Possible
Go to hospital
Rap is profitable
I get the knock send pull
Off of wool
All the rappers gullible
I throw shovel full
Of dirt on the cannabis transplant
I need it score the ant
You don’t have a chance
I do the dance on the plantation
It’s the sensation sweeping the nation
Just like masturbation
You get chased in the winds
Of sins
Best to begin with smoking pot
You almost forgot the
Hot chicks

As I chill
All uphill
Render to still
Liquid
Rip hits
Stick with
The shit it’s
The fit in
Sit in
The flip
Clip
Off tip
Get a grip
Let a hip
Shake
Make em dance
Prevent a chance
Collect ransom
Been handsome
I stands done
Like lance stung
For answer brung
I got Cancer
Of the lung
I can’t break it
So make it
Sing
Right wing
King of the
Thing

Oh Man I really did it man
With my own two hands
Some weapons
Ganja effective for
Cleaning out Perception
Of shit
That left with 20 or 30 hits
Life’s a bitch without drugs
When they want to pull the rug
Over you
Chosen few
Dose your whole crew
Substance lead askew
Something deadly
Methamphetamine?
Was it a dream?
I hope everyone made the team
Deadly to be in touch
Something such as that
You can trap
Slap cap a rap up like
A sweet little buttercup
Nothing stuck
I shut the fuck up



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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857652 - 07/19/22 12:05 PM (2 months, 15 days ago)

All famous
Claim set aimless
Flame jets flame this
I came with
The anus tight
All right
I light up lights
Fight all the fights
Delight in all the delights
I write rhymes in the night
I swipe
I like to like
Hype so Hype
Dyke flow show ho type
Of hold your own
Glow in the morning
Without warning
I’m swarming
I got it mourning
The dead
Edit Ed
Special Fred
Uncle Ned and the rest
I’m undressed
At my best rock the time left
Bastard hex
Throwing
Showing
Blowing up spots
Holding fat knots
Gold in fact tops

Edit Spice One
Dead his lung up
Said hit spliff
Twist you missed
Riffed
Back crisp
Had this gift
For linking thinking
Blinking Stinking Weed
Gone to seed a bet
You bet next year I rep
The production
All function
For somethin’
Got it pumping up in
The gym
Get buff swim
Had this been
Up to snuff
Rough like tough stuff
All clock dead
You heard what I said
I bled high
Hot fry
The 3rd eye
Instead you might die
Polite like a science
Of compassion all splashin’

Get it on MDMA
Play
Murder in the sway
Gat put to head
Blow out brains instead
I get eyes red
Smoking weed to my head
Popping Molly
Wally called and said sorry
Brain in a fog
Golly
It’s folly
I’m jolly about the all E
Party this Mardi Gras
I sop up the law
For jaw clench
Murder stench
Left entrance
Defenseless
I’m the dentist
I get relentless
Just in time for breakfast
Bitch you best fix
Me I’m a fiend
Team seem like dream
All that plus cream
You know what I mean?
I demean all the mean
Average
Savage for the cabbage
Money it’s funny
My gun heat
For your defeat

Picking through pounds of Marijuana
Flora Fauna
Soma Sauna
Go in Goner
Stone in lawn chair
Air thick with smoke
Prepare careless folks
For their test chokes
On tokes
Take pokes
Loc get it
Broke don’t set it
You might regret it
For you headed
Eat breaded
Get fed up
WIth Ganja law
All that jazz raw
Tear the air
Savage stare
Red eye glare
Something fairly barely
There for the marriage
Smoking joint disparage

I want a knife
So I can be one of the hardcores
In store is G
For me it’s easy to kill
Bust at will with a gun
But a knife is more fun
I just injected meth
Death on my mind
Some say leave it behind
But I must unwind YES!
I’m fresh stylin’
One day
This dude in my way
I ask him nice not to
Ice my cake
He sounds fake gangster
And thanks to the amps
I blur my words
To slurs
Pack out furs
Fine leathers
But back to the lecture
He pulls the gun so I
Turn the barrel
Elbow him in the aerial
View you can tell it’s Kung Fu
Pull out my knife and stab
Him two times
What I’m supposed to think
About humanity
Damn the G died
At least I tried

This is the one
For the Ghetto
On the Sun
And Ghetto hum
Ghetto songs
Ghetto fogs
By the Ocean
Ghetto slow motion
Ghetto potion
To get the Ghetto open
Ghetto tokin’
All choke in
The Ghetto spoken
Ghetto rings
Ghetto things
Ghetto sings
The Ghetto is
The Ghetto biz
That’s business
The Ghetto is in this
Making crime
Drugs and I’m on the plugs
For Ghetto time
Ghetto rhyme
Ghetto I’m
Gonna get out
In the Ghetto they shout
Ghetto loud
Pump a system
And Ghetto down
When Ghetto rounds
Ricochet
Ghetto play
Ghetto stay
Ghetto slain
The Ghetto brain
The Ghetto remain

Ghetto comma
Puts Ghetto pause
In Ghetto drama
The Ghetto I’m a
Ghetto kid
Shooting Ghetto bid
For Ghetto skid
Row Ghetto know
The Ghetto blow
The Ghetto show
Ghetto always grow
In the Ghetto know
The Ghetto flow
Ghetto Hos
Get pregnant
Ghetto arrangement
For Ghetto abortion
The Ghetto portion
Of the pie
Isn’t Ghetto high
The Ghetto denied
Ghetto help
Ghetto yell
The Ghetto bell
Of Sun
In the Ghetto run
Get shot
The Ghetto hot
For Ghetto knot
Dopeman command
On Ghetto land
Take a Ghetto stand
No one listens
The Ghetto position
Is Ghetto dis in the
Ghetto mission

Hit the dank spot for sacks of dank
You never know where the sacks flow
You look up the pros bros with toes in it
They show finished Grateful Dead diminished
Yet still slang sacks like old business
They got doses opium shoot up heroin
But mostly dank share a grin
Got what it takes to win
They flip sacks out the backs of VW busses
They trust it’s the dust that itch
A cinch off the bench I come off with dank stench
Set off fire alarms at college dorms
I borrow a room to toke heavy before
I go outside and practice steady
The Dead Kids who slang sacks of dank
Don’t understand how to thank me
I make dank famous and tank be rolling armory
Hit up the shark tank the seed
Carrying a short stick got my sandals
Vandals causing scandals don’t do as much
Damage as I do my weed dissolved just as mute
I’m the one man army I slink and slide past
The mind my eyes in wind I bind to contract
I’m stacked high with 9s and fifths
I rips air where I tear and crush my dragon is hush
I dust you up get a rush without causing such
I muster must just bust bore I must core
Solid follow hits I swallow bits of Hashish and last leaf

Take a speed flight
Spread your wings
And be light
Drink all night
As you fly around the area
Nuthin’ scarin’ yah
Life is a daring adventure
So censored others
Brothers get covered
With ice
Twice you dice up
A nice cut of meat
I beat to be complete
Suck a Dutch
I bust out the bucks
And untucks
Any luck as the sun come up
I’m still rolling holding up
Cold in guts
Fold in shuts the fuck up
Gold be rough to touch after
The Master
Of no disaster
Lucky to be stuck G
I cluck free after birdie
Word G
You heard me
Cut that shit out
Fucking violence no doubt
I bust a route and shout
What it’s about
A 20 sack fold and lay flack
Got my back
I got your back
Click Clack a weapon notice
I don’t stay kept in the tone def


One day I will grow again
The stone
Get gone from
The full blown
Crisis torn
Born
To toke
Broke the record hope
To set it higher
I did some wire
And retire
I got fire
Chime in dime been on the
File your
Way is the stint
Broke up dark tint
Got a hint
That
I got to get the gat
I’m sick of that
Get everyone on the map
Play that way
Experience life in the choke
ON THICK CLOUDS OF SMOKE
Get the hope
That votes to
Broke through
Get it coat to
The whole crew
Knows what to do
Searching for clue
Is done
I’m the herbalist NUMBER 1

I got a Magic
Hashish habit
I grab it
Nab bits of
Rich Creamy
Dreamy when I sail off
To Sea
I be rolling in waves
I shaves points off
My loss
Is boss
It cost too much
People can’t afford
To board and brave
The waves
Become Pirate
Steal your shit
Deal don’t quit
I real peeled back and lit
All the time
I use it to rhyme
And practice crime
I shift on dime
Relax recline
Shine on
Diamond
My mind mud
I prime to
Slime
In the hood
It’s good for disease
It brings cheese
Lucky flavors
Nice to be neighbors


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857667 - 07/25/22 02:14 AM (2 months, 10 days ago)

The wood the fire locks
The Dragon/Crane box
The tops got in stock
For the clocked time
Rhyme rocks with the
Spliff up lit plus some shit
Like Ginseng or Fo-Ti
I rip shit trip
Dip
Zip up blocks
Street IQ impossible to clock
We rip rock
Everyone in the flock
Got the talk
Stalk of the crop
We light shocked
Blocked up Qi flow
Needs you need know
The needles
I listen to Beatles
I watch insects
I like reptile pets
Birds
Words about the puppy
And kitty kat I rap raps
About that
Stay out of trap
Got the sapped out lap down
Clap clowns?
We been through that now
Town painted red
All of them Deadhead
And said that shit
Fatal with the 88
Ways you fell

I poison myself with pizza at the party
I grew up artsy fartsy
I have carts of G
I cop plea
I see far
I be barn raised
Caged in animal crazed
I’m not amazed
I blazed up shit
I can’t quit
Still I land hit
And brand slit
The throat
I coat most
I boast
I rock toast and chose
The flows
That land blow
I knows this
Still I flow twist up reefer
My teacher said
I might be dead
In the head
She’s jealous cause kids
Relish my blood, cussing
And suds drinking


Edited by Solid Log (07/26/22 08:05 AM)


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857682 - 07/28/22 06:45 PM (2 months, 6 days ago)

Your rap sucks, I clap your slut
Cheeks slapping I tap my nuts on her butt


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #857684 - 07/28/22 09:56 PM (2 months, 6 days ago)

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Re: poem [Re: Jenny]
    #857703 - 08/05/22 06:53 AM (1 month, 30 days ago)

He hit the cannabis dream
To clean
The speed from his head
Plus the bloodshed
He witnessed
Serve his sentence
You can bet tense
The Ganga chills you out
Know the route if you don’t
You missing out
Some people hit up coke or smack
Shoot it till it comes back
People think the herb is whack
I don’t understand
I grew up smoking underhand
The gangs deal
Feeling like peeling off caps

I learned to make a ball smoking herb
The chicken I ate makes me weight
Perturbed off the 8 Dragon
Saggin’ pants I glance off the hands
Rub club dub sub a trouble for double
The fun in the sun make number one
I skill done in the come my way stay
And play for the day and night
I might be right but I doubt it out loud kid
Down South bid the route slid by chance
Deny the answer is to get high off Sativa
I leave a impression for the lesson that sets in
My profession I’m still guessin’ at by my skill
Hat I get the session fat

I want organic
I love buying poison
My boys in the hood
Must not know what’s good
Fools pack tools and blast
The Produce last time
Didn’t rhyme
I love fumigated
Room it smell great in
El Salvador
With outlawed pesticides galore
I love apple wax
My crew jacks for sacks of it




Edited by Solid Log (08/05/22 08:53 AM)


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #858329 - 08/19/22 06:10 AM (1 month, 16 days ago)

I want more pot plants
I do the pot plant dance
The Ganja Gods bless me with messy sticky
Filthy icky resinous
Blessed just
Trust I flesh smoke buds
What I want is simple
A bud plant that has
The jazz right in it
Spin it into hash and kief
Ganja is a relief

I do a sword dance
I don’t kill people with the sword
Or stay for the sequel or get bored
Or ignored by the lord god
Of busting off the soft stuff
I man enough but any woman
Sword dances and shouldn’t
Feel competitive with men
I wouldn’t then sweat anyone
About a sword dance for fun
I do a run sometimes or take
Times off and write rhymes

I love a night mission
I smoke weed and live under the kitchen
The dishin’ done by me G is hard to believe
I gots a lots to agree that my tasty is the
In your face place to be when it comes
To eating meat
I split and took a seat on the log in the field
Under the trees while smoking my trees
Getting ready for the job
It’s a five hour jog your terrible violence
The sickness is in silence
I put my pipe, keys and weapons in one spot
So I never lost a shot
I juggle weapons and empty hands
My brand label is the secret I stay stable with
I’m able width to bust through bitch
But I put up with shit like you just couldn’t quit
Not believing
I try to reason with The Order
To get you more drugs so you could sort through your life
They want drugs illegal to keep you as a slave
I know it’s unbelievable



Edited by Solid Log (08/25/22 02:27 AM)


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #858853 - 08/31/22 06:59 AM (1 month, 4 days ago)

I got electrocuted
8 seconds later straighten
Money made it
Faded out the doubtful
Some about full
My clout should
Would and Coulda
I stood a mark for 10 seconds
Then left him reflective
On the street and bisected
Shit gets hectic when I spread
I spent money once
And it wasn’t funny
I don’t like gun heat
A handle to mangle with my hands
All fans of martial arts departed
I started some shit with
A gangbanger who threw a fit
My razor is it
I flavor it and sit
Catch breath
10 seconds left before death
Get a X on my report card
I stress to guess jeans
All a sucka seems like

I straight with the weight
New York tip bomber equipped
Bailed out and got tortured in France
My only chance was to die
I cussed at the Nazis that got me
It wasn’t enough
Now I’m straight
I don’t sell weight
I have to wait
It was fate
I’m from the Order
Unnamed
To some for others for a sum
Like brothers we reach out
And touch someone
I pack a gun
For fun in case someone wants to run up
I stunned a duck just by looking
Hooking up Cooking such as I want
I front of the bus must grill
Ice twice and bust
An E pill

I’m breaking bad ass tricks down
To sticks and stones
Clones I Jones for is the kind that has the
Blind Left End
Service send fly the friendly skies
All Rise and await judgement
I smoke a bone and say fuck it
It’s rugged what I do with the crew
A whole slew of murders leave them clueless
I chew on this
And get new on tip
My dragon breath rip
No one can hold a grip steady
I’m ever ready to knock out steady
Because I’m deadly
I sing a simple melody
Of violence free silence G
I need to smoke a joint
Get the head to the spot that tend
To fertilizer fed well it spread chi
That’s all that I need

Fool thought he was cool with his
Ride inside the mind he had the track
Full on fact here rap fear for gun claps
Case of Beer
Rate through tear
A skater who is queer
A theory of searing heat
Bust some meat to eat
Vegetarians get scared within
I spin the thing is
Handle biz got the whiz
I servin’ fizz
Sucker ad libs his shit
And still can’t hit
What a trip
Murder comes thick
When you on tip
And have a sick outlook
Drop LSD and drop out for good

From the cancel culture some hawk like vulture
Hawk on Cannabis Talk the Spanish quit and top stalk
Out grows the Crown Cola.
Once I got a Crown Cola in a Pound of Mexican Pot
With no Pistola
By far the hardest to roll yah
I screech chalk on the blackboard soldier
Fold your gold up and cold tuck
The weapon
Neophytes with rights to bear arms
And still farmed mutant like Godzilla puking
Some material specimen of the real thing you
Fin you shoot thing
To throw up set when you close chuck bring
The firearm and get out of harm’s way
Before you put on display
As an example of Urban Decay
I smoke a joint for the underdog to the point
To relax and that’s the facts

All hella
Light up a blaze for jella
To sing acapella
Raps relevate
I ate the whole sack
Skate on the whack song
Hardcore till the dawn
Pawns lost
So I flow flossed out
Roll around town
With my soul ground
I buy a pound
Of pot stupid
I don’t fuck with cupid’s arrow
The sparrow hawk
Flow stalk
Out wheelbarrows
The scare crows
Froze up kids
Servin’ straight bids


Edited by Solid Log (09/01/22 02:56 AM)


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #859016 - 09/09/22 10:17 AM (26 days, 48 minutes ago)

The Azurescens is difficult to cultivate
Reports are it’s eight times as potent by weight
As Cubensis
It likes to grow on wood
If you should get some
You smooth out your step son
Each lung filled with Ganja smoke and THC
You rip for free until you P up
The professional struck tip tucked in
Murder win the battle until you rattle
Come serve a farm like cattle
Anyway yeah you hit up the eighth of Azurescens
You break under pressure learning lessons
Like your father beat you
Retreat crew eat too much and suffer as such
Hitch murder plus for further than word up
To dust I bust on shrooms I like moons
Stars Planets get far out like Star about to shine
For what’s mine drop a dime and commit crime
I got the line on it inside job got flaunted


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Posts: 78
Last seen: 22 days, 22 hours
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #859041 - 09/10/22 03:24 AM (25 days, 7 hours ago)

Nice one.  I like the MF Doom punctuation flow thingy you’ve got going on it comes off nicely. :thumbup:


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Re: poem [Re: 1234go]
    #859054 - 09/10/22 08:22 AM (25 days, 2 hours ago)

I got busted for sales of Cocaine
I freestyle rapped and busted the cop’s ass
He fully fast turned and ran but his ass man!
He ran into a trashcan and tried to spam my I am
The tyrant methodical monster master G expert
It hurts cops when their busts don’t work
I hate female cops with the provable movable
Futile energy to expend to the ten on a C note
Yeah I sold Cocaine and hope you get some lame
Brain

Deadheaded
Gravestone read it
Competitive
Sedative work the full on
Roll along
On meth
You get ill breath
Like Seth
I left
The rep
Is to step
Leapt up
And dance struck
The fans pluck
Muck at the bottom
We got em
Show hot then
Flow and lock send
The rhythm
My mission
I dish in
The end
Defend
All tend
To send
What spend
I best blend
I recommend The Dead

Fantastic pieces
Each one easiest to sum with
Gun with they run trip
Stumble Fall
Murder is all becoming
Something someone said
And further gun flows red blood
What you said what?
You ain’t dead cut?
My murder shut all the doors
When it rains it pours
I tore this and that
Fat lyrics sat and crushed trips
Hear this
Pops heaters rocked your ace
Fully taste every day I makes
Sure my gun talk is pure for the
Fewer each day
Blood run and the hay I smoke
Was the first piece I broke
The society
So don’t try to be hard when you smoke Yard
I cop a shotgun on some mushroom
Each soon to see the bullet freaks
Make peaks and burn for weeks

I crab a MC
Like Crabtree
They try to nab me
Dip Dab me
Flow off the anger beat
Must meat cook for the look?
I took further hook
And shook all the cooks
For dirty nooks
My take on the place
Is from Outer Space
I got a degree in G and P
I like to flow free
The candy cotton mouth smells rotten
If you got ten to spend I always make ends
Further I recommend skipping the trend
To micro dose
Hit up the most and you come close to God
Pull the odd job off the robber
You stop that slobber and corn on the cob burn
Ganja in the pipe
Don’t be a Hype, Junkie or Pill Popping Flunkie


Edited by Solid Log (09/12/22 12:07 AM)


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #859105 - 09/12/22 06:15 PM (22 days, 16 hours ago)

It’s the return to the 36 Chambers
It comes in all flavors checks ill type behaviors
Get sick on some trip thick sword clouds
Coming down to the ground from above
It’s all love
Curve a path learn on behalf
Of past masters
You hasta train
Open your brain and Chakras
All types of pot I bust
To dust I train make paths
Pure classic classes
In Magic
It gets tragic when they don’t make it
No mistake it’s the main thing I take stake in
I’m breaking down through town
And got the keys to Tai Chi
Harsh lessons taught in life it’s beyond me
How I’m going to lead not follow
I wallow in misery with injury
I meditate and wait for Heaven to set it straight
Learn swords it’s never too late!

It’s strange to have royal blood
There are stranger things but toil
Brings blood to a boil when
Boy will tend to grow up to man
And plan to understand how can
Someone and his sometime shine
Bloodline
All frontline soldiers
Cold yours told bold before
It got old to mold fold yours gold
I like Platinum I be rappin’ sometime
I rhyme
I ate a cheeseburger
I lurch like served dinner beginner
It’s a winner every time
With every rhyme
I clock crime and unwind
The prime deal reveal the steal
Until you kneel and get dubbed knight
For real


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #859110 - 09/13/22 01:21 AM (22 days, 9 hours ago)

I read every word in this thread


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Alcoholics Anonymous is a fellowship of men and women who share their experience, strength and hope with each other that they may solve their common problem and help others to recover from alcoholism.

The only requirement for membership is a desire to stop drinking. There are no dues or fees for A.A. membership; we are self-supporting through our own contributions. A.A. is not allied with any sect, denomination, politics, organization or institution; does not wish to engage in any controversy; neither endorses nor opposes any causes. Our primary purpose is to stay sober and help other alcoholics to achieve sobriety.


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Re: poem [Re: King Koopa]
    #859115 - 09/13/22 09:06 AM (22 days, 1 hour ago)

This is a step up from the usual solid logs.


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Re: poem [Re: remix]
    #859183 - 09/22/22 11:37 PM (12 days, 11 hours ago)

I’ve got the Buds!
I hit up Kali at midnight
I’ve got a lot of Pot!
I rock a thought till I kill it learning real shit
I fit bongs into my case
I smoke till ace get a taste
Man I love smoking weed
I burned out on speed
What you need?
I know you need weed
Here plant a seed and smoke for free
All busters be wanting my cannabis head
But they want heroin more till they dead
They want to amp speed
Ganja is the bomb your momma on ya
Like Don Godfather
Mom a cradle robber
Take a swab of your saliva
It’s sweet I’m a Vegan Freak
And chill off old geek shit
Smoking lung busting hits
I’m Peacenik.

Battlefield War style
Soul Child
Not everyone made it alive
Magic Carpet Ride
Evacuate the bloody side
My thought is suicide
I hide from the ride gun
My 9 spun
Don’t all everyone run from gun?
Under the sun
My veggies grow
I throw a show off
Born to get scoffed at
Rollin’ Fat Cat
Servin’ hat
Diggity Dat
Got this rap clap
To beat seat
So fleet
Die Something neat
I got greetings
From outer space
Takes place on my ace
I taste death
Servin’ fools till there ain’t none left

Sex is an act sacred
I learned it getting naked
On sex trip faked it the orgasm
Bitch couldn’t give me a spasm
The chasm must be dictated against
I go in for the final rinse
Vinyl tints on the seat
Must compete for each
One done son I rung brung become
A dick prick sick sticking chicks
I rip a chick’s pussy when I pull out
I have fresh clout about how I bout it
Doubt it?  Man I land a cut rounded
Off cost the boss a toss up
Fly design each time be mine
Recline the design is business
Pimp the bitches witness the distance I keep
For peeps I sleep on it freak horny
Seek the morning time lay
The best stay all day in the way of sex

Who would win?
The Mac 10 vs. The AK-47
In Laurel Canyon that’s the question
Rival Canyon crews taught the lesson
Mac-10 was later on the scene
But damn that shit beam
AK-47 Gleam
Most who boast of Wu Tang
Hang with the AK as true rang
The Mac-10 crew knew what to do
Except they slept on Psychedelic
12 O’clock set the tone
Smoke a bone and train remain
Slayin’ except not that way in
The Laurel Canyon damn men
Spit on Mac-10 rap battles end
The Mac 10 tend to sound superior except
Deteriorate
Slow and steady win the race
You could chase after highs
In disguise all night
Platinum light
Sack some sight off the plight
I pack the AK and like it that way
It’s Laurel Canyon all day
Old Hippies the set I claim!

Chemistry
My rock cut send you free product
Lock it shut
Top some guts off it
Law stalk the raw balk
Off jaw clench
Stench of death coming from
The ends I made
I slayed rappers
Mastered and Captured
The feeling of the real thing
I steal ring of fire
Require top hat and suit and tie attire
My admirer is secret
I bust a freak quick
I stuck in cement
I invent new rhymes each time I climb up
And I’m flustered like custard
I solid my wallet fat
For rhyme rap
I Gold captain turning Platinum
A block of light sight unseen
I got the gleam

All the ice picks
Make Mike’s dick look big
A ice pick rig the system
Get variety
Some die to be eye like G
Ice pick quick to stick
Smooth nerve on the damage
Handle manage with care
Air wave radio tower of power
You shower in the amps
Lamps light ignite at night
It’s all right
You outta sight
I might make an ice pick
It’s a trick I know a bit of
I lit glove condom love
Fond of dove peace
At least I carry the East Wind
Suckas they bleed dig
I swig off the bottle full throttle
Slow control the glow
Fully hold onto roll
I told you I pack punch
After lunch I get an ice pick
To dunk in the drink
Man I spice some Ganja
I think without blinking

If Ganja was cheap!
Bleep!  You heard that
Chirp bird fly
Word I might cry
My eye in this has seen
All the pain exist
I knew it was for me
The Ganja can’t you see
I dealt with illegality
And all costs
I tossed and turned in my sleep
Wanting Ganja my heart was weak
I hooked up with major Ganja!
It was the bomb I control to stay calm
My mom smoked all the time
I rhyme about dime sacks
All the way up to weight LBs
I like it green without seeds
We moved tons
Murdering stuns the Ganja crowd
Unheard of murder is way too out loud
Serve further you might get tight bound
In a prison
Why I’m on a mission to legalize Ganja

Pick Wild Mushrooms
BOOMS!!!
Heard
Word
Stop getting served sacks
And be assured
As an independent
Free Rap Deadhead
You Dead Your Head
When you fed shrooms
Consume as much as you want
When you on the hunt
Witch’s Brooms are a front
For the Mushrooms Magic
I had it with drug dealers
I put out feelers for Pounds of Weed
And Shrooms the only two I new
To Potion Stew score
I rule raw all that you saw
Was my apparition
On a mission from God
I make contact and I’m sacked up
I like to eat fresh
Even infested with insect!
Picking keeps you in check
I expect ego death to be rampant
In areas with the alien Shrooms
Implant


Edited by Solid Log (09/27/22 01:32 AM)


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