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I just can’t harness The fully rap game carnage The rap game is tarnished by my name 50 Cent took aim at me so I shot him in the knees Now he walks extra funny He is working at the zoo doing upkeep I don’t want to hear a peep about violence If you violent then go fuck yourself in Isle 3 I mile struttin’ the tiles be cuttin’ It up and I just send funky murder rap that touchin’ The subject out and rub it Take this as my club hit I murder the rep you sent I get bent and have to vent before I went In
It’s all about the quality of your methamphetamine People who aren’t on meth can’t survive They get clocked with knives and guns Everyone know now that murder stuns the crowd Out loud you could hear the gunshot sound You spin around to catch a glimpse Blimps fly overhead Advertising hot lead that you offend with I’m your dentist checkin’ your teeth you get headless I cut into your mouth and give you Southern Hospitality My Nationality is Greek I run 3 Sororities I score a key of meth every week For the freaks who always want to be on that shit You can’t quit Murder writtin’ in the bitten’ subject Flippin’ The ruckus spittin’ The subject was kitten
I taught this guy martial arts He got impartial and dealt justice to everybody He studied all my martial arts He cut farts once and got Smart Aleck He acted with Malice toward the Fallacy He walked the Balance Beam He went full steam like the dream machine He was on the team He busted the cement brick with his head
The new guy shot up his rock city rock dust Trust his product was hot stuff for top notch He got off on the dust Shut people’s mouths up His city talk was so offensive He laughed like a little bitch about violence He sprayed the lead all over and talked real loud Each sound coming out his mouth
I shoved a mushroom down this gangster’s throat I took his Oakland Raiders coat I sent him floating into the know nothing stop frontin’ He shut up his lid so fast when he crashed He was fully cashed out
It’s murder You sure did
I learned the ultimate martial arts lesson from this gangster He went Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Just like you’d learn from a Vietnam Veteran
Bring The Sativa! To my party I want to have a party Where everyone is in love with life and each other
The mushroom Psilocybin Crunchy Never forget the taste Fresh and Dried Picked them wild Bought Cubensis variety In Santa Cruz the Magic City
Mass Shootings Polluted waters All hail the Master He gets it to kick in the reflex exit I’m outta here Lightning fear it striking It’s hype to wing finger tip strike someone in the eye Leave them blind as Master
Good shit Makes a fluid hit All the tools you lit Do it on the zone People pray on the stone Smoking reefer will teach yah All this means I roll spliff Bombers stay calmer Than a bomber pilot After he lands at home base
Drinking Ceylon Tea As the tea brews You can hear the kids playing outside Wondering why I drink tea Fond of tea My favorite drink
Formed the executioner squad To do the job like Dodge City Everyone concealed carry Guns fire bullets Bullets kill
I get straight Laurel Canyon with it Where I grew up in the Hollywood Hills You gotta pay bills Fortunes turned MC burned up in the brush fire A wildfire destroying people’s lives I burn like the Canyon on fire I turn more Psychedelic every day My Psychedelic Experience Mushroomed Every day I used to play at Wonderland Avenue School I was happy when I played ball When I went to school in Mid City It was the end of my dream I wanted an Education But not in violence Don’t join a gang Ask your mom if you can grow pot!
Murder was spread to do the head true as glue Catch federal charges My margin is thin I slim in it to bring the digits Up with bucks made Stayed laid in the shade with my blades I get paid every time I slayed Anyone stayed up late On Meth roll to death Catch your movie in step fresh like Scooby I blew a cold breath out Your death route was with head clout Instead of about face You stepped in and aced How murder should taste
I drop the O.Z. To turn the key to freedom All of us be men in the end of the lesson Stop guessin’ and going to bed with sin Release your inhibition Go on the mission You listen close Don’t propose marriage You get carried off and lost on the ride Inside you eyed the death you saw All got it under law The product Was the more in it chill what is this? It’s business You get dissed if you ain’t syndicate Ripped up into bits Murdered with trips
I got the Army Special The Relish on your Hot Dog Pull your brain out the fog Turning cogs Learning Burning and Earning bread Fully wed to the bullet Come pull it You catch a Soldier Vet Bolder Yet Still I kill and ill then chill Service until The joint closes I proposes a toast To this Army shit Murder equipped With the amps on the brink Of spilling over into the clink What you think? It was drugged training again Familiar from Wu Tang This is part of my Wu Tang style now Service with a smile how We could take it downtown I walked miles down the roads With the punches until I froze On meth I rose from the ashes To outlast this
All these folks in pain laying in bed all day Crippled still it’s simple But they won’t let me smoke the Ganja I stay on it I long to hit a cigarette I don’t sweat but I’m wetted up And still out of luck But they won’t let me smoke the Ganja I wish I didn’t belong here But I’m crippled a little bit is all I can get up and shit This old chick serves a fit every day Screaming and cussing out her brain But still they won’t let us smoke Ganja It’s the only medicine I can think of Not a blink about the dust You could trust the heavy THC to free But still they won’t let me smoke Ganja All of it kickin’ back remembering the stack I made Bladed all crazy in a Haze with the phased out My lead out is to murder dead clout But still the won’t let me smoke Ganja I promise yah it’s the it just a herb That’s benign I like it every time I smoke I choke sometimes my rhymes are crimes But still they won’t let me smoke Ganja
Affordable gunfire expire sending bullets The fullest like guts of the glutton I summon the powers of towers above with love I fit like a glove I rub a dub out It’s trouble for the sold out bubble bout To burst The worst everyone cursed I made it first Unrehearsed I lurch forward when I hit hash oil I love the smell and taste what a waste Some people aced it up to lace it struck The face get stuck in a grimace Take it past the limits it’s a gimmick Gimme it to get lit shit.. I run a trip city flippin’ easy breeze disease cured Pure is the fluid to screw it up you have to truck Rope heavy steadily I medly spittin’ resin hittin’ Sittin’ in the kitchen I missin’ the days Of plays and earn all As on the honor roll 4 point O Drink some cups of Joe That’s all I got and I need emergency Pot!
The whole World needs a Ganja bud Really bad They had it up to here with beer They fear the queer They steer into the rear They don’t come near a Lesbian In the sexual Heaven sent They pay the rent They vent their fuming anger They a stranger to fun They just begun to have sung a song They a long time wrong rhymin’ I stop on a dime when I see One of them free They kind of should be locked up I know it sucks but we need Ganja Prison! Just listen I wishin’ for the buds It’s simple just grow tons Make it cheap We don’t hear a peep out of them Ever again
Creative Set it straight did it hit it? I get it up to shit fitted I written diagram on slam Jam cause I am lamp I vampire I retire on admire For the fire never wire again Get it then until then Service mend the work in this Jerk some shit Murder fit into swerve with the kit Fin to explode with the mode I get it on the road I just hold on Golden Dawn Folded fawns like young It’s the song I sung I brung the lyrics rung I get the stun I murder one Gun running I summing without one What you about to come like I hype to swipe you off Get tossed like trash Burned down to ash Pot smoke again at last!
I smoke all the cannabinoids I been employed by the void I got toyed with to boil stitch Fizz dizzy bitch it’s a cinch to Lynch This ni@@a benched For the rest of the game Aim is plain Murder till you insane Reach the left lane Get off the highway The fly way Say goodbye stay up late I demonstrate what fate is Been replaced with a makeshift Space lift to make haste to ship off I rip raw sauce it to the law All you saw was my brah it’s all I service fall further involved with the phonecall Burners brawl and off the wall It’s called violence Scientific swordsman swing blades Whirled chopped you up blood get sprayed That’s how we do it since back in the day Anyway don’t play around with that shit You need to quit
Crisp rolls with fistfuls of cash I make the dash Serve your ass with the grass stash in back Laughed hasta gas off blast like rocket Talk it to stalk hits involved solved the riddle In the middle revolved just a little Got kids? You’ll be dead before the end My service tend to extend the hand And brand like cow plow through the town Drew blood cut you up into pieces It’s the easiest and beast itch the Jesus My thesis is I at least as rich as they snitch on me For dealin’ drugs G and that’s the real me Fortified with the weed inside speed on my ride No need to hide I bide my time in line I smoke a dime I got rhymes I define it’s mine Got to commit crime to resign you’re inclined to spot The shot for I smoke pot I haf tah rock the bells Dwells in hell with magic spell it’s just as well
My Taiji Sword was scientifically designed for the award For artistry it’s smart to be black and not a hack When it comes to rap I got it in the sack But anyway I love to play I grow further every day One day I can practice all day I like to practice on Cannabis Ganja on the list of the best I undressed my self until you saw me on the shelf Brand label with the capable way I pull You in to begin I win it’s a sin to fight It’s alright to dance I take a chance and advance I got this shit like the answer for word up serve a duck I truck heavy steady with the ever ready I’m deadly Fortified I got ride for the times my mind is made up It’s the way I tuck a pistol my wrist glow Fist for show Hits under control all folded up golden You get rolled in combat
My name is Mike from cap flow where its at You could have it in your lap the gat So it’s like that Be right back I strike crack attack Master the blasted out the last kick to skid Servin’ bid flow with this what you did? Crews they all slid Swervin’ like Mervin I learning to do shit instead Of dead I got the head in this rap’s finished I diminished the rap limits my crack inhibits The sick I flick for the knowledge get lit Dropped out of college to join Wu Tang I got the whole crew hang back Fully not whack Hold us in the back you get sapped I rhyme to this click clack Murder is a fact when you nap You wake up to the gun in your face my ace is 25 Still strive to stay alive
Be studious before you bust Make sure you trust in some kind of dust white powder Out louder Proud around the M.I.C. grabber Your shit had to stink Platinum links A sucka think he clinked up Cause I rip truck I flip a buck and get stuck Your rhyme is out of luck I can’t get it to sweat it enough Life is rough Call your bluff Suffer from wounds too soon is your spoon of coke Float on some dope to choke on I soak long I broke strong for the coat past dawn Rolling Gray Meth Half to death in every love sandwich You could brandish a gun For fun you stun just begun to reach number one spot So don’t get shot
Get your service like a Holiday Blessing Murder stressing you out Cause the gun ring out loud You stand proud of all your killings Collect Shillings in England Been big wig Bust a sprig of pot for why not? I flow to get hot Just please don’t murder me I ease in the cut like G A server flee of the murder C Bust as we adjust to the microclimate My rhyme I climb it back up For the stack truck You could lack buck and still not get enough Life is tough I call your bluff And murder you right back for a stack
This place is awful Get a jaw full Of Torture Murder Rape Animals raised in cages For low wages we get slaves dig The herb Ganja can release All it’s benefits are at least as good as Gold I like Diamonds out the mold For bold it’s foretold of my coming summing the game With straight aim I got to remain in the top spot Blowing pot Smoking all I got till my lungs stop up The smoke make you choke I the kind of folk who toke all day and wrote rhymes The hard way I vote times is clear as day Anyone in the way I kindly nudge them in the ray of sun They soak my shit up a murder duck Gangster cluck with a watch and some chalk To mark up bodies in the dark I make murder art It’s not smart to start some shit and bit
All junkies are naturally afraid of needles They get spunky when shooting up receipt Said he died on a 20 sack of jive record in 2 seconds Left with shit to stick up his wrist glow Fist show this hiss on patrol for you get old you sold That shit right in equipment was a rig to get bent Get clean needles for free all good deed goes with ease A sucka catch disease anyway You turn gay and have to cast you away Get a play every day anyway you can It’s the plan you understand? Got the brand that’s top rank Your shit stank I smelled it and belled off the residual shit I got addicted I’m sick with it Murder fix all that shit I got beef to chew with teeth A sucka relief is grief off that chief substance
You have to mix your drugs creatively To skate on G Get them free hell no that’s why I be gellin’ A pellet of Mescaline refreshing No second guessing learn your lesson Jettin’ to the soundtrack wettin’ step Recline in each mind you find the infinite My rhyme gets invalid I rip shit like love ballad I got the talent I challenge any rapper from Shaolin This Wu All crews get screwed with the gun For fun in the sun on the beach I pull heat and shoot a chick in a swimsuit For loot Collect her booty then scoot to the next floozie My uzi weigh a ton
The magic happens when you eat right fight Blow out your brains and ignite It’s out of sight I like a glass of water I bought a lot I like to smoke pot Don’t pass me any shit it’s like a sucka thought I get caught tripping My mind dipping into flipping Homies be crippin’ and bloods and hustlers My mustard is the trusted for flustered It’s such a bad word it’s absurd Fucking shit You know you got to quit I down a fifth of the dripping brain holy name Substance The stuff that love gets enough when you done I go on a run and stun My mind is containing guns I need pot to chill my ill Change my shirt until I flow smooth A light body illuminati that groove
Now that I rep cap I make it happen The main Gangster in charge I’m large Full of hardcore been hard more To the core I’m sore I was born I got torn and worn thin I remember Vietnam Veterans I set some shit in prints I whince at even more pain my brain Barely handles it I dismantle trip Break it down and flip Take another sip to reverse the Earth tip Get the clip for the thick of it Run through knick of time dime piece Rhyme beast my mind east coast I don’t brag or boast Who else wants to have a toast to the most fat? The roll rats that’s gold cats with the stats up!
Get the moratorium on the War with your men With the punch for more then Score plenty Money is nothing if you front on it I dish and scrub riddance to shit I lift a disk shaped saucer and take off your World I act like a girl think the real men I take off when I send this World rendered It’s splendor to tend to the fields of Ganja And seeds of Psychedelic fruitful multiply And shoot airborne down from the sky You can’t deny why I eye the girls I like to shoot off and World revolves around A pound for a sound I say bump it loud In your system don’t miss them pounds now!
God made me turn a blind eye to violence With a wound from attempting to kill It was everyone until I just chilled And watch them get high on pill of violence I was forced into homelessness My all alone go and dish up a plate of hate For violence Now I’m blind to violence It doesn’t bother me and I ignore it So you can pour more and more of that shit I don’t fucking care anyway beware my sting And my stare as I glare down those now frozen Running adrenaline they chosen ones to draw Down guns on me they DOA That’s Dead On Arrival no title I hold is bold enough To describe how rough life is for these bitches The mixture of lack of fixture and piss poor training Leaves all the bullet holes and blood stained men
Leaning on a crescent moon ain’t going to sleep soon You busted meth Can’t hold your breath long enough to save chest Off the Tech Your intellect wants you to stop before you pop out Run the Route What it’s about is shout out loud and proud to get down Movie Action Run in fact send the ends off lend tossed coin in the employ I’m a little boy I got a toy gun one for fun and one that stun I’m number one All of it shunned By the Cannabis Community I claim immunity from soon to see Fruits that be Rooted to a T murder G off the lead on this speed hold up Indeed Now I just want to smoke weed get a feed on the terminal Squirming Worm Like a germ the effect is permanent you get further sent up
I want to be a professional cocaine snorter So I take over every fort in the Andes Man these lines get the times square I dare you to air through you scared dude Bad attitude and food that make you sick You pull trick fix a thick hick off shit I leap a jeep and run on the roof with my feet I got neat tricks that feel slow fix I roll in six o’clock on my jock bitches clock My game all the same for the flame I get it insane I cold claim how ray came from the sun to blaze bun Now it’s murder one Serve you from the hum for the stun that gun created I set it straight did your fate big swig some shit and written This heart is torn apart I’m too smart to start shit I fully trip and act a bully on thick tits and ass I smoke grass
You get your head tossed at red cross Pull up the boss lost you on that one Murder spun all across like lumber build timber field The limber steal the show when they rhyme slow Dig in toe to toe you a criminal lifestyle liver Shiver when I think of the liver and onions My bunions I pick a trick so quick to stick a chick I roll rip equip the ticket to sick it up and lift some buck Off of luck for you truck rope cope float note to propose Flows like it shows my murder grows each nose like Pinocchio I choke you slowly to death with your last gasp you scream violence I silence you challenge you to flow fluid when you do it I screw up on bitch 33rd and cool heads prevail often fail to nail To the cross the lost folks who choke on tokes when they smoke I don’t joke about my Sativa I bring it in smuggling professional You keep guessing how I do it and right now I fin to blew hits out
God I miss smoking pot! The meth got my head rot in a chill spot I fill hot bust a pill until I swap War Stories Born of glory to see more G I tore for free of the key Servin’ Platinum for raps that run a spree Murder fee off the dust you must try to understand high I deny it I supply it I feel fly cinch the steel eye real I peel lie for kneel and die decapitated Quick fate did it straight bid I hate kids my straight wins Busted eight bids off of skate for sins I must admit my shit is right on But I need to smoke a lot of bongs To finish this song and not prolong the agony Rag tag and a landing strip for the Sativa to come through thick With enough weight fill big cargo planes So everyone can play and not stay up late on the methamphetamine But gleam on Green and Purple Herb It serve the purpose of Cap and I roll intact real fat and heavy steady
The military promised they’d air drop Sativa pot for me To set up shop! YES!!! I gonna be so fresh I can’t rest I’m excited I hope the Russians don’t shoot down my supply in mid air I care about the the fate of humanity And hard drugs are bad Just go ask any ex addict and they tell it I shell shocked bit from the meth salt It’s all meth’s fault My shop was successful because I had great pull with the Cannabis From Wu Tang class Plus the shrooms Shrooms and Pot conquer all head problems I solve em with martial art I’m about to start teaching when I’m reeking of Ganja!
It’s like a thug crawling down a razor blade What you made it? No way did it! I sittin’ kickin’ back waiting for the War to End Defend my position at all costs Yet in a peaceful manner The banner I wave has a ganja leaf and I brave In the midst of gunshots I got shot and rot in my grave before I a slave to corporations They control my way of life want me to behave like A robot I sure enough got pot to blow but I forgot a soldier taught me once How to love another brother My made mother wax poetic on each other I like a sucka I feel Going to deal with the man In this case the plan failed I can’t get away from the way the bid slid I did the best I could I swing wood sticks instead of blades
Inhuman Insane Not even animals live like that How low can you step? Can you squat and roll Silat? I clock big deep shock in my sleep Cheek to Cheek I danced with the devil The rebel killed several men Then faded the blade did it Shed the hated culture like vulture swoop Chicken Coop with your root The fruit it conquers your conscience The mushroom, Peyote stuff like that that’s known free Everyone be tripping for medicine Smoke the ganja and bled then plenty of tears For fears to overcome beer won’t get you spun You’ve got to think gun violence And silence for the file folders of Heaven
How many times you been inside the building? You chill for real when you deal with the team I clock cream and water All hot your shot got the watts to complete the job Fully slow on the wreck Murder check the files of styles Smiles all around The sound of leaves under feet The enemy heard you coming Now they gunning for you
It was ODB that wrecked my shop Got a lump and a knot Why not? My poetry rot in the grave to a slave I seek freedom Be men and end up brave Got your behavior in check From the Cash that wrecked shop
I’ve got coronavirus I just made my first clean dollar bill now I’m chill I illin’ on water psychedelic all heated up irrelevant The trip checks your flip What’s dip without hip hop? Rhymes flip flop Stay tip top I rip rock when I shock I fully talk I don’t want to squawk and hawk a sucka What a foolish motherfucker To fuck with me I hate to serve a G I tried it once and that was plenty Now all I’m about is money Clockin’ big figures All triggers pulled when full up Pull up and shot your saloon up Old West mood tucked pistol in the holster Ride shotgun so yo I told you Don’t fuck with the Wu Tang Crew I thought you knew! Boo! Did I scare you?
Black thought Get all your Black caught In Tombstone to the bone Black rot like cement dent but adventure went more to pour dust I bust on raps I trust I cussed out a slut who couldn’t keep her mouth shut I killed a guy who didn’t know why I serve a fool dry On this eye I can’t deny I been in a piece of the pie I just can’t lie I deny any relation to the fresh station that play shit all day when I spend bread Nuff said You better tend to black or you murder whack Hurt a fool stack bricks of gold Sold All hold on that purchase my black works this
Your Cap released once you bust heat You can’t defeat Cap Cap raps up struck the stuck shit you quit Caps written facts bitten all this shit gettin’ Set then with Caps real Caps raps black Fully stacked with crack and cannabis Fact you get rinsed ever since Caps grimace the women you get it’s no sweat Cap never forgets how the bets off you let tossed up Caps raw ruckus buck this shit off like lip gloss Cap got it off for you cough they the boss When it comes to cost Cap fully strapped You get tossed so it cost you your life Real Cap isn’t afraid of knife for your likeness I might strike one up like psychic and run type Of method you don’t expect and Cap renders You helpless that was selfish to pull a blade On Cap rap flow shit slayed displayed Elfish qualities when you swallow these