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 Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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Handling Aggression
I’m a Tai Chi representative
I Set it back live in the dark as arc light
I spit it make up the charge as barge in
I’m the card carrying member then
I render men helpless
They can’t have felt this back and sting and bring the single thing
Like a Gun ring
I Bullet come out
When you pull it
The Trigger
I figure that most haven’t practiced Tai Chi
I see people Aggressively
Managing life and hard as knives sharp as blind ones with those Guns
I come up like the Sun
I shot a run for the top as plot
I dot on extra treasure back as measure
The feather light slight
Insight into darts right as art blown up
To sure enough get the Soul roughed up in this Society
I try to be Tai Chi
Always
I ball ways as I stall through Gray skies with Eyes
For the cries from the helpless
Yo!
I felt this
I practice on my porch
I’ve had my brain scorched by Psychedelics
I tell it back from the relic I am
So I might hand you one Gun under Sun
I know you the brother from the other school
I lit the rule as I fuel for
The Wu win the War as true
As before
Yet I bet I flip for the tour
Into the soar into the sky
I have the All Seeing Eye
Tai Chi
I be the in the middle
Thumbs twiddle
Back and fit crews jacked
For six acts like tricks
I pick up sticks
Licks this
With a quickness
Back and Lifted
Trap up the map
Back and forward I gore sword for the burn I earn
Chi it makes me free as Gun you see I done with G
I hum on P
Platinum
Back and run the sack drew from relax and numb
These stacks I spun
Off wax become the attached from magnetic
Black and edit the magic
Set it
Cracked up breaded
The map stuck embedded
I fully wedded to the medicine
I’m a Veteran
Of the War as soar the better than
The man
With the can ship as brand
Sip for flavor ran skip
The behavior
As I sand for Trip
I Gun handed thick and hiccup
It gets sick in the cut as rich
Fluctuate
Back and say skate as relax and heard it degrade
To the max
I wax and thumb tacks
For the browns and blacks blown
Up the maximum known
When I’m on the microphone
I light as prone
Gunfight inside the white
I strike a type that might
Ripen
I frighten up the heights
Back and light one
I’m done for this run
On Water One with Sun
With my sack of Herb back as word
Blackbird
I spit a chirp
As I first place makes it great I seen it skate
Past the blades
I light up fades for shades of gray
Make this kid’s day with no delay
You hear the Gun Spray
Down the block
Bitches on my jock
Without a thought you lost
I Set it off
Trip the boss as licked
Shot this place up as mixed
In the space cut
I defaced a just as the tucked one in the ass
I murder flashed a server for burner
I flip it turn a
Firmer
One up as Sun
I write a run that’s numb and become
All on this done
Tracks the hum
Snatch the sum up
Punks run up
So I split it from the cut as twitch
I seen a stitch
Up on the Green Buds mixed
I sight as Mafia Flicks
Tight as itch
I rich as kick the shit
Makes it knit up
Past the hit up
Yo!
You written up with a ticket
By the Police I picket
Protest on Cocaine
I can’t explain this roll flame
I adjust back and main lane
Hit it up with the same thing
Bring the pain
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/18/24 06:49 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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I thugged up
And drugged up
In the club
Sup?
I like your butt
So I tour through the World to screw it
My tool lit up and spit
I'm livin' it
The life
In a Gangster environment
I'm dyin' it
My Nike Air Checks
I Soloflex
Bowl through on X
Then I text message
Catch it back reflex trip
Said it and hit
I spit the demon
All cement
My heat bent across the Street
A gun meets the Sun on the fleet
What I've become is Greek
Each day of the week I freak
I need lines of Speed
Smoke some Weed
Do some and choose numb
Off a Rung Gun
I sum
Do it for the full ton
Of Drugs
I'm a prostitute
Too hot to shoot at
I scoot that ass backwards
Trick the shooting into file in a sack curved
So I burned the cervix
I spit it Rolex watch
I got the Scotch tape
I murder made it great again
Motorcycle up the bicycle path
I roll my whole stash into one big fatty
I hit it sat in the Street
Glancing at the meter
For a Speeder
I clock it heaters Glock rip the scene up
My team struck
Passed the bad luck off
To cough I soak in soft
Recourse all I beam in force
That Weed store galore
I seen this before
As a little kid
With yo momma I slid
I riffle and skid
Into home base
Still chase with Gold laced
Bold faced hold that case I cold space
Into outer
Rounder than fountain spurt
Lamp that work
Making glass pipes for hypes
Who like Ice
I'm a hood
So you shouldn't even
Try to be bent off my ass
I solid gold flask of the cold ones
Buds
I split tons of A bombs
As I say moms?
Can I smoke the bomb?
Sure son
I know you got the Gun
So I lock from the clockwork
I stock it shock jerks with a Meth Cap that works
I steadfast do dirt
Spread the pussy it hurts
I died of thirst
And tried to fly into the sky high
Then I died and sighed
I lit my eye up
On Psilocybin
All alive until I'm dead
A Bullet Sped up
So I head up
Trip the Red out
Then I dead down
With One Gun around
From the Sun
I'm Star Bound
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/19/24 03:08 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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I caught it off a thought
That's deadly
I spot then steadily
Shot up the block
On a dead end Street
The Gun seek for fun
I shun
All other brothers without one
Undercovers get smoked loc
I spit it Cocaine
So I could Flownase
Dripped and hold it sprays
The Gold off
So I rolled off
Lit it strolled through the Polar Cap
With a Platinum strap
And a Bike Rack
It's like that
I seen it fat cat
Beam back from a Speed Trap
I seen the heat max
I be back
When I sacked up
I ran a thug mixed was he the shit?
I hit it harder than a Ganja Farmer
I spit it loop the scoop
Hoot
I split it loot
I shitted
Smoking Crack
Then getting right back on the pipe
I swipe a hundred
That's run tend to head out
Red out?
I pump that then downtown with One
I sound like a Gun going off
I'm rolling soft
With the loss
I toss that
Sold as Crack Cocaine Soul in the flame
That's Platinum
I scatter some atoms
And I ain't mad at em
I sat under a Tree of Ganja
I hit the bomber
Laced with Snake Charmer
I open then barn door
Then lit the floor up
Then I tore up
The farm scene
I sound alarm beam
On Crack Cocaine
I casted back
And black word as Strap
That Gun Cap
With a Ball in the sack
It’s problematic
Turned me into a hermit
I spit and turn it
The spot on a dot
I get shot at
With the bomb your on tracks run
The Sack is from a Gun
The track Sun up
Fools run up get a plug in that ass for thugs
In class
Roll it past
The hold drew and cold brew
I sip it told you
I fooled your whole crew into two
Make the Y at 9 it’s snake time
I blip it bake my mind
As I shake defined for the blind
I come from behind and shot your
Find your brain on the floor
I shot it to cure
The Glock up
I spit a Rock up
Of Crack that’s awkward coming back
I run the Sum fact is I’m a Gun
React you get spun
So I drum up in the number for the Sun Up
Thumbs Up!
I stun Set the fun flex the hum
Off the crumbs
I inspect for Drugs all the Ones with the Snake Tongues
I bake buns
And Wizard take hung the Set as in full effect
I cold check
I told you I sold through the 80s with the ladies
On the jock for my Mercedes Benz
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/19/24 05:03 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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Yes!
It’s time for the Bailey’s Irish Whiskey to manifest
It burns the chest off
So I flex on a bank robber
Always out to clobber
A slobberer
I rob your sack for a ton
I come back and hum
On the wax for slows
Sacks
That show
I just relax
Sniff the blow
I wax on and off that’s how it goes
For show I roll
I told you
My Gold drew back like Crack Cocaine
In the sack with the flame
I burn your off the chain
Relax and remain
With tight game
I seen it flight
Go insane with the sunlight
And Dope I hit it up to smoke
I choke on Ganja
Thick clouds
That rule as tricks round
Get the Tre Eight Pound
Psilocybin
Attempted Murder
All chillin’ with the hundred dollar bills and
I still chillin’
Until the skills in this fills
You get the built felt
Numb on this ass drill and you could tell
I bell
Ring as Hell seen it
I gleam
Redeem myself
I just as well to spit
I’m different
Will in it to kill the military all want some like my Gun
I run this black stung
Off the map hung up relax
I with this on the tax
I got the drill all on the sacks until I killed
You back for the ill
I steel in
The feeling when a drug dealing
Peeling case as laced
I got the taste
Flavor in your face
I’m trying
To stop talking like a Thug
A Gangster
I run up and shank yah
I will and thank yah
For making America Great Again
Then the plate you spin is like this violence
I kick it
Here’s the ticket
I run it back and lick off shots
I tick tock
Run like a clockwork
I spit a spot jerk on the thirst
Who’s worse?
The murderer or the murdered?
I served a turn of
Events
Back past the picket fence
I seen it through a Ganja Lens
I drop the credit back and Set it
Black and threaded screws into shoes flew
I blew a dude off the face of the Earth
If that makes shit work
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/20/24 09:41 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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Every Kid
Wants to Smoke Major Green
And lit up on the scene
Learn the steel and beam
I got this peel back a Cap
Like EZ
I chill in breeze with a skeeze ho below me
I’m so lonely
I pick up the phone and call my clone
I say YO!
Forty four?
I lit the door!
Who wants more?
They found kids dead on the floor from Fentanyl
It’s a shame and still I aim to kill
Spit up a bill and bust it
Came until they trusted
That strap I kill impact the skill
I run the millions down
I chill with the Crown
All the Steel in now
I just bow
When I flip the town
I lit a round up
From the ground up
I get the Pound stuck
I’m down to buck
Even though it sounds like I must buck back
I try to chill with my sack
It’s 12:02 am.
Most stay up with the blade all night on right wing
Busted hype
Methamphetamine
I got Green Bud so I not thug
I right with drug
Unseen as Doves Cry
You wonder why I’m high?
I split the eye up
I’m blind so defined from behind
I spit from the mind
I seen it keen
I rewind
I beat down the block as shock
My Heated Glock
I be that hit the Trees Back
With a Green Stack I mean that
I beam back
All I lean on
I could feel the bong in my hand
Like 20 grand over the table
All capable of hate you pull in
Back it up again with a sack
I murder with the sack on burner
I stash as earned your
Respect
I chill and stay check
I’m ill
I shot the till the top
I Poppin’
Lockin’ down Crowns
With One Round
You could hear the Bullet sound
I split the town Red
All in the Head
Shot with lead
All hell broke loose
When I spit the deuce
40 Ounce Brews
I lit with crews that dip
I snooze
Take a sip I Lit
Function back as wants one up in Sun
My Gun come from the drumroll
I run as ton of Holy Water
All class
All slaughter
Back and caught your rap up
I chill with a Strap Up
Capped Up
Lounging with the Pounds and
I been around
I seen the sounds bound for the town
I run this town Red as Pounds I bled for
I’m on Tour in War still
As I chill I flip the ceiling still I’m steel in the I Beam
I Lock it lean I fire stock Trip
I Glock Trip up the thought you bought
I spill it caught on the colder shoulder
Kill as distorted for afforded back and recorded
Sacks I sorted through
Tracks turn Blue as I screw face laced
Chill in the place to be with G
I run this Tree Game
All in the lead lane
I’m searching for Cocaine
To light my Brain
Still I top bill remain
Shocking like Popping
I Glock the thing over swing
With the sting I shot the hinge
Off binge
Crews cringe when they see me rung
Platinum
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/21/24 03:21 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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A Grown mind
I recline
Spot a Blind Spot
On the Dot get shot at
Raw and right back as Blood Tap
I run the Strap as crews laugh
Until their blood spill they get killed
I lift it still I Trip Split up the drill bit
Meth
Cycle all Michael N
I rock this then Trip off this as the loft high lock step Eye
All Seeing
G I cement
I be bent off Cash
And stash Ash as Heat meant for the Street
Every cent for compete
Capitalism’s defeat
As I rock sheet off the block screech to a halt
I shot the Colt
For a Volt to Bolt off
Water rolled off
As I sold soft arts
Of Martial Arts partial I Heart Full of Soul
On a roll
I cold rip it fold up the Trip and lick it
Stamp with the Amp
I seen the camp up the bank
With the top rank
Steel in Shank
I spit the gank
Hit the land and manned the stand
I planned out the shout out
With One Route about the done South
Dirty as 7:30
All I cursed with Heat on the Street
On the first beat
I’m crashing out
That’s why crews lashing out with murder
Further up a bird turned into a thug
I like this drug called Water
And the Tree of Life some Ganja and a lead pipe
I spin for the hype on the mic
I lead this thug up to white sheet
I rock a beat to the heat from it
The Street Crews plummet on
So I long light a bong and gone
I read the Koran
And lead as long back as long
Thug backwards as a sack I use for murder
That’s back curved a sack of Herb
I glance at the track I stirred up
I hit it word up
I burned up in the Sun with a Gun
I spot it shot from the Glock hum
I turned numb until a drug was run
I done it up as such and bust
On a trick ass with no gas
At last
I fiend for the stash of Green
I last through on the scene as I crash crews
Walk in between
The shank
Blues up in the tank
With the top rank
I serve a wank
For murder as spank
I turn a crew into thank you
You’re welcome
So I can’t help but run on drugs on a skeleton
I insight back as rub backwards
I spit a sack for Christ off the black chirp
I last true as work as I trash true as murk
I’m all plastic
Running on the Trip Trash sink a basket
My last link was platinum
Sink the flat come from the Gat
I spat on and sat long thinking bong hits and drinking 151
I sing as it Sum with a hype rung
Off the lung I twitch into a sack of Meth
I Tripped Trap backwards as crash and burn
At last you learn to turn
I stash a sperm up in the sherm
I Trip it bust as wick it back into a track that turn Black
Into the max
I relax trust as master that and run cancer back
The answer
Flat on your ass I ran sure of the task
I master that
Until I scattered
Beat up and battered all rhymes shattered records
Back in second with the craft sessions with the smoke plug
I toke for the love
I does it up for back
Wax and rub react
I spit a drug track as murder in the sack
I turner of the spot as master that
Until that cap
I run the tree sap
As I free jack
Run up and Trees on the Map
As Weed eject the lean on edit
Back and Set it
Half of you is unleaded so I threaded the needle
Bust as the Weed Grew?
I’m into Shrooms
Spit it up as run the two in the stunk that one up
As run fat with the baseball bat
I Gunned Up and stat with a rung track
Platinum
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/21/24 04:33 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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All G bent back
Into the stack of cement
On the track I heat up
Trip the Street into a big dip quick
I lightning strike back and I’m writing
I take flight with the thing
Excite with all the Wings
I slight as back as tight
Impact might start you up in Tack as Gun on the map
I heated back and receded Crack Cocaine
And something sweet hid
On the Flip side with a numb tongue tied Twist one up in the ride
You on for a homicide into a glide
My murder tried in court
I escaped without a trace for sport I’m laced
Heat it up Aced
Turned the freebase into a nice place to visit
Come back and dig it
Take an LSD hit and think quick
I light this up thick as just might rip
Ride on inside I turn blind as rewind
I be the Street find this heat Gun from the time as sung
I come back with the strum black on lung
I sacked up tracked you dust as back as what’s that?
I solid with the Cap
I run in stat with the heat back
I Gun it Cream sack up the team for facts the run your dream
I’m a well funded run did the stream
Like One slipped up in the sticks
Back and mix this fact up to hiss
I’m the newest biggest thing
To blow up the spot and Ring
My Glock is King
I soften back as Rock Cocaine
Crack and Lock in the lane for shock
I spit it down the Block
I talk that Street rap Gun Contact
As bomb as sack of Ganja
I react calm bomb
As the Sun stat as strong as Rap is
I back in this with the tracks lifted
Spastic chill or get your ass kicked
I outlasted
Trip the basket and mean it matchstick
I got it has bit the talk it
I walk it as I hawk flipped the topic six
As I mop with a trick
I arc it up and park it mix
The darken Crews with the sharks and I stark
Lifted up the park and sticks kid
I rock it wrist slip up the back of the trap with the latch lifted
I max it stacks
Run the black back as murder burn up
I turn the spot on the dot and get shot at
I got a lot of rap
So I hold you back
And rolled through the stats
Brought a Track Back
React and you seen with the Strap with the Beam
Exact
The heat attract
Green Bud as I release
Blacken up with the sack
I tucked one
For a Ganja Run
I wax on and off numb
As I tap the Black as Sun
I tap the glass and spun
From the Gun is One
I light this brightness
I excite for Flights
Tight as the right has the Gun grasped
Back and passed class
I lightning with the rasp
I dash as cash is
Handle the last of business
With this witness
The track slips with
The back up the Map
With a fat sack
All I got I got that Pot
I type to true as shock
Walked up and down the Block
So I soften the Glock loaded
Back and tote it
For a track to get stoned with
In the mode for Cannabis
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/22/24 08:32 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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In the Cold
I grew into a screw with the into the wood as good
I shoot it into flip the flew in Trip
I light this new as sip
Tight as brews
I lift a cruise
Into the shoes
I light it Blues come back and ruin
All on the attack I brew in
The two sent for rent as back spent
The Track Bent
I serve a task for Murder as on the back burner
Slept
In true as rep
I flew with the Tech
I rock it to death
Hit it flip the digits and rep
The Biggest Gun was One
I lock a Sun up
As Rock and Roll become the soul all rolled up
Into Platinum
That’s Water I rap on em
And Slaughter
All the Gats packed as I tack on the track long I sorted
True as a sack and a bong
With a lighter all insider
Get stoned with this slide the bowl out and pull
Through the bong as full
Blacken back as Blacked out
Tracks Raw
All I saw was cycle the law up
Recycle a jaw busted
From the crush Trip as Cold as rolled Steel
I peel
Back and seal that
I feel rap into the Key thing as the beat Swing
I Switch Up the thing
Like blood lust your knife up the Mike as done whip the knife strike
As blood like that
I Soul as bold into the cold I folded you
Your Gold crew did service back and merchandise rap
As roll the dice you crapped out
I pull the back out you get slapped out
I run it a ton I like this from the psych
On a bike I run the Mic
As I Trip up the type like you
A Yo!
Fuck a crew
I run the Ganja down Grew
Since I was a kid as bid as true
I like this slid into the rule
I fuel tools up
So I could crew cut
As back as new to this I fluid with fluent back and twist one
Grew it
All I exist as Sum
I dissed your Gun
You can’t handle shit
As a plan in this spit
On the rap hit as Lit
Jerry on Guitar
I heard it hard at first
Until a Sunburst softened I lurk
Learn in true as Trip a coffin
As work
True as over blue you get caught in the stew
I run it right back to you so I flew
Over Ganja Grew
Into this crew I'm into the fluid
I just screwed into the ruins
I true lift the blue kick in the do it
So you could true flip the crew sip
On the drip drop nasal nonstop like flavor
The Gunshots
Did major plots on spots
Dots and Locks for four fifth Glocks
I'm lightning stop that
A Yo!
I wish you'd take a Trip bro
With some Ganja flow
I tip toe through the Trips grown on
As flow with the song
You could roll on
I sold a bong to prolong
All the cost like Gold a wrong in this
I strolled past the War and tore in two
The light in this true
As a blacken unto the new to this?
You get it twisted I back and blacken
All with a sack and I turn facts into tracks
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/22/24 11:07 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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Crystal Meth
Dragons slept on the Glock long
As a Soft Phone tone that set the own
I step up into rep as I shown
The Tech bust
But yo!
I got a Glock I flow on rocks
To the show stop as pop
I lifted the top of the back as track run from the Gun’s impact
I done with the Sun as run funds up with tons of Bullets
Back and pull it
I track react as the strap heat the map up
I’m constantly sacked up
So I lift the sift with the Trip
You need it plus Green Weed
No sticks no stems no seeds
A Soldier breed
In fact indeed I seen the Scene
On Psychedelics mature into Shamanic Practice
They match this into therapy for PTSD
I seen a Tree Grow
I flip the flows up
So I roll truck
Over the Gold Dust
They pull one back and bust with the trigger figure that
I seen the stats and I breed Gats
Up in the lantern turn a phantom
Earn one for a Sun back as rung
The treasure
Was lost in the sauce of Herbal Blend
Word I sent the extra measure
For whenever I need it
I free to Flip on a Weed Trip
I light on Trip the Mind Lit
As I strike through for Oil I boil cause coils in the Royalty
I spoil the family Trees as I bust seeds
Into the feed spot I redid the Topic
As I mop it
The floor with the core
Stop the War
I wrote this for the poor
Who Tripped on tour in Vietnam
Napalm
And Afghanistan
Iraq I seen a sacked up jacked up Soldier
Max out on a roller
I Split down the Crime for Gold Won over Oil for Sun
I Spoil that
Boy all the Tracks I seen on Green were obscene
I bust with a Murder Lean
Not the thirst for blood on the scene for Thugs
I rob of drugs for the cycle back as I might Chill in Rap
Seen the Stats and heat up
Past the free struck as cast the Master was
On a buzz tracks that does up
They run up with the Gun
From Sun I’m like this light this from
The Light I brung
Welcome to the Drug Game
You get The Dragon
You could bark flame
Or arc your name as sum in the aim up
I spit it till it came up as the same such as they buck passed
The Master has it
The habit of Herbals
Plus I stab it
Back hand it
Practice slash the biohazard
Much Faster than the dash you make
I bake fakes up
And rake up
Spit the stakes up as high as the sky
You wonder why?
Your Life’s on the Line
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/23/24 09:15 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 5,699
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 37 minutes
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I be the night time hill creeper
Creeping through your hill creeper
The teacher
Master
As I pass the J I blast yah
I type that hype up as the J passed that and scatter
The batter up
You could get plucked
Up on the hill side
Like homicide
Up in the ride I glide
Turn the tide
As the Drugs Supplied
I catch it just in time to fasten
The rhyme up
Your time’s up
I spit it mind as such as bust
The likeness of this thrust
As I dice up flush
The type cut
Murdered into done
What Gun you tote as come
I soak
In the float on this what I wrote
I get the note
I take it Cocaine up the Nose
I Trip with the whole Trip
That grows on the hill top sip the brew
Night creeper
What the fuck you gonna do?
A Glock up
And lock the Street up
To control the block all I need is a crutch
For a buster
As I rush the program
Into the slow in the fold as Gold and Platinum
I sat in the stew before you blew up
With the Gun and screw up
I lit your tool up
So I could crew such as flew back and bust as new
I like this like two as the Ice slips up
In the thick but I trick
Bust you and rush back as One Gun you drew that on me
I do the Chinese Laundry
As Psychic on G
I lock a pathway as the track stay
Under attack till I slay with a Gun Contact
I rob MCs from the back when they try to jack
I swim with swords record that black as night born
Into the Street one meets the defeat
I run it from the Gun’s perspective
Rap and rep with the One as they skeptical of the Sun
Before I come I wipe your rung out
So I could chill with no Gun out
Flip the Sundown in Town I wear the Crown as Man Down
POP!
I need to lock from the topdown
It’s criminal how I tote a Strap with the minimal
I run it into
Flip your crew up
I spit
Do such and such as bust that
In run into the One style as miles
Profiles
On the Street a Gun reach all the done as one flipped
I run and skip a Gun
I lit from the Ton
I sip into the Sun
On a cool drink
I spit the links
In the sink with the Trip as space with one Ace
I got a taste of the case
I twist one as grace
For the victim
Into the six run as glitch
All I rich off the soften
I rip into the boss with the coffin
All I cost when I raw send this vibe down the wire
Into expire as drip through attire
I got the Michael Neidlinger.
I dust and flip singer
Until I bring the thing to swing off the beginner
With the Strip I tied up Lift the nighttime
As with One Light I sign
The Gun has been defined
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/24/24 01:30 PM)
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Drifting off to Waterville
I slip through
And relax and guess who?
Won the contest as they bomb back
Threaten with the Wet In
Souped up to lit a scoop up of the Medicine
I stay true to the cut
I loot with the institute
I Trip with the root
I’ve been given the gift of life as type
As One Light I seen it just tight as Genius
I run the cleanest
I dream grip at the seam
I shot off the lot to rap off the stat
As law come from the troublesome at that
I bubble once I done up stun as from that as I run back
I strum the chords
I lock with swords until my track records
And ships Platinum
Records sell into the Hell as tint on the melt
The beltway as causes Hell to Pay
I strip the delta way down the river
The Trip you’re on you’re gone
I Lifted long back as I strong
I twist this straight onto the groove
I flip it smooth
Electric
The Master
Angelic
I split
The sell it?
Celebrate
Every day
I spin the way it’s been
I been through
All the seen as drew your crew off
The Gang Boss
Got shot
I seen it plot
And scheme
I dream a lot
I full steam
I one running stream
Of the Crystal Clear Water
I thought of you
Out of the Blue
Into
The Trip through
The City
Streets hit with heat
I brave the pavement
My brain
Is lit in flame
I slip into the daydream
I split as one
Into the Sun
I just locked and rung
Platinum
I function smooth
Saw a bunch of crews
Fell off the deep end
Into they seek the herbal blend
Of the eternal
Bent
On this
I toss a cent in the air
Beware
Your herbal practice with the sack I fit
In the cabinet
I jam on the tricks of the trade
I got a bladed fade
As I this lit up I fully risk shut
Days in amazement
Of the displays as Sun Rays came and went
I stay with a scented fragrance
My shade in the halo
All I in this sail slow
In the breeze
Before I shock I ski up the block
Seen this round rot
Kids get shot at
I seen it lock
Fat as Glock back
Into the top of the stack
As one as they lungs
Fill with blood
I seen a thug dragged in the mud
And get plugged with the bullets
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/24/24 06:26 PM)
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Hollywood
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With herbalism
I seen the vision
I spot back and rock max off there
In the air I clarify
People ask why?
Why do I sample herbs?
I shot up to the curb
I stock dust back and lock that
On a track
A Yo!
Stop that
Scene in with the demon spent
On heat that’s bent
I lent a cent to a kid and now he dead
One slug to the head
Back and Crack Bread up
Max your wedding cake with the head up
I skate
Back on a plate
Maintain
All Eyes in the brain that shot defined
Up that mankind seen it talk that
And rock the tap as knock
Nap on the whack one
Murder Stacks of Sun
As burner numb
Into the depths I crept
Sacks of herbs intercept
I Bullet back and slept
The fullest
With the rep
I step into the crew is I true as wish that
I spit it hits
With the mix up
The stuck cut in the but that’s a Rap
I live off a prescription
All I stick on and saw it
I raw map as called that
I Ball
Into this call
As hallmark
A shark slid into then been through
The Mike’s Gong Fu
Is a Trip to see a I be the one with the most style free
I like to ski
I shot up on a G product
As raw rap as saw that
Seen on mad Green
I service for a fiend to swerve this
I burn Trips up
To see it hiccup
I seen in lit shut
And I stick up
Quick cuts
That front as what you want
I been off Guns
Run through the slums
As tight as none of that
I seen the funds react
As tons
I Light as Ones stacked
Into the tracks
I flipped my hat
As they contact
I run the bomb back
And seen it gone react
As Sun as trapped up in the Mapped up
Run that tax as what I strapped
Psychotropic
I smoke with the Gods
And got this coat lit
I got the job
To smoke with
Choke with
Rewrote the script
Chinese into Ephedra
Need this Cannabis Medicine
I Veteran of both with the dose
I split it vote for the Mastery of
And back all heat in this shoved in your face
If you try to Ace
In China
I spit the design key
In the Trees I Speed with the Platinum
Recede on the Batter can up and scatter men
To atoms then
Nuclear Bombs on the farms
I lit the arms up
The arms race as we chase
The Dragon skips the lace over
Makeover design
Of the Sign I loaded weapon
In the mind I wrote it
Separate from the Megadose
Psilocybin I expose
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/25/24 01:58 PM)
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Hollywood
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We don’t laugh
We Cast
With the form of the Fast
Water with herbals
The laughing boy turns slow as roll over
Soldier
Until I cold burn
One light and I earn
I run tight
I got the Gun insight
In flight
Polite
I shock as bright light
I twist it tight
As flip the bicycle
Back country roads
I grew up in LA to stay chill
As I brain on the bill
With blood stain until I fill
One is ill
I spot a Lock
As plot for they get shot at
I seen a bomb fat
On progress
Passed the last test
I manifest
The demeanor of the cleaner
Chinese Laundry
It’s nice to practice Tai Chi
Crazy 8s
I spit a rhyme at 9
With One Wine
A glass I ask for before I soar
Into the core of things with Wings
I been born into stings
I lightning shock the tight seen
In the flock
Before shock
I split the block
Proceed to Lock up
After that I talk about the down South
With the route with the Guns and shout
I seen it doubt
While my Gun’s out I take care of One Sum
I did in One Rung
From One Sun
I tight as stung with the Ice as lift
Splice into
The thick drew as the wind blew
All I Trip crews off
I’m the boss
I lightning back and tossed one Bolt
All off of Jolt
High Voltage
I spit it cold sweat
As I rolled a Tech
You can’t forget all the sweat it took
For this look
They shook
The Euphoric Blast!
Of Caffeine
I ran it down a running stream
All light this
Light this beam
As One
Seen in the Sun
With what done you did it?
Back and slid it past the difference is immense
Past the fence
I hit it over the out the park and gold server from there as whence
It came from
With the same Sum as I became One
I light this Gun up
Guns that walk talk
I do stalk like a chalk outline
It’s about time
I split it spice rhyme up
The dime’s cut
Behind rewind shut cases
In the space lift as stasis
I flip the plate in Outer Space
With the track laced with this grace
Kids misbehave
At a rave party they hit it hard
From the heart seen in part I split the scene
And dart back home
So I could meditate
In the mellow zone
I drink Ginseng Tea
I love this Tai Chi!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/26/24 06:35 AM)
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Hollywood
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Fasting is incredibly spiritual
When I was 21
I sold my Gun
I hold that One back as rung
I didn’t ring yet as the thing sweat
Bet
Yo!
I’m about to blow up
As I fold force and told course with the source
This is as good as Psychedelic
For the Ego
A different Trip but here we go
I lit it the lamp
I sampled all I can as I dance
Rewind the hand as brand
I Lifted quick with it
Skip it
Retrace the steps as back pace the wrecks
In the chase for the place I ran the race
45 Days
Water before I caught your Herbal Brew
I hung on through
Gold as drew back
Platinum in the sack
I could relax
Kick back
Seen the stats as the maps
I proclaim on tracks
Still the same
I get ill in the Game
For the fame
I’m famous
I lit the flame Sets
Unlimited Product
I saw it law rap and sung the trap as the rocked up for the tracks
I chalked up
I balk at it soft strut the Soul for glow and for sure
I lit it pure
Lifted with the cure
As I sifted back through the riffs with the licks
I slit a musician down the middle
For a riddle
I top the hit you’ll pull off
I’m the boss
I lightning toss these bolts as halt!
I spit revolt
Trip the mold out
As crews sold out for brews
I rolled out for the fold downtown
I lit up one Crown to see it Locked down
I flipped the Round
I skip the Pound Click
While all who smoked Lit in the flock as chalked up
Rap as saw fat
A dream scheme off cream
It’s not as nice as it seem even
I steamroll through the heat bent
Smoke some Weed sent back as track that
Static with the automatic
I’m on an adventure
To the center of the matter
With the scattered brain on Herbal Lane
With Water
I shot the lock off the block
With my stalk
I ripped it hawk with this listen
To the fission fusion
All caught in all bought in
I spit a law then
For the straw man
I spit it all hands on deck
For a sec I split a Tech down
With the bled rounds from how it’s founded
I’m grounded
Herbals astounded the mountain peak
All I seek is the Street Sweep
Clean from the scene
Into this Chi
The inference for self defense
I spit it tense back and slept
Rap as Cap into the sap
The mark
The arc
In the dark
I shot it park as stark
I’m mixed with the sickness
Lit this then witness
The Dragon
All eyes on the staggering
Flag down men with the lens
I sight as defend into the night
With the flight
I turned on the light
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/27/24 12:49 PM)
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I Walk off the Hawk
MCs ignite in mid flight
With this tight skipped the mixup
For the 6 into cut I shake it frozen with rows of the crop
As I pop I stop the block from running
Gunning down and thumping
Bumping pumping rounds into Crowns
Fist of Fury down
With the weary
I’m profound
When I spit it double digits back as millions and I live it
Skilled in the real before I peel I seal
The track up wield the weapons
I hold blood and crept in
Got a slug into my thug before I wept in
I reppin’ 100% and I’m bent
I manage meant for they scan and can do it fans they flew into
The ruins
All this type stew in they turn blue
I Trip it to school lift it Gong Fu
I right as One Ignite
In sight I seen it beam tight as I gleam with the Drug Scene
All in these Gs with the ease
I split it keys
Off the bleed this
I’m a fetus growing all flowing
All knowing
I’m rolling controlling the Soul
And I’m bold with the Trip Ice Cold
I’m Sold on the salad as I’m a talented one with it you better run
The Police State
Hit like a freight train
Everyone’s brain lights
As at night
The flames
Rise and it came as this aim was
To refrain
I slipped it blood stain
Ripped it
Tripped it off
I cost the boss was at a loss
I flow as raw as
I jaw had the stab
I skip it mad wicked
Back and articulate
Into the straight
I lift the gate up
So weight could come on through truck
Like screw
This is cake on a plate
I seen the cold hate
As I ate
I mix it strain through the remains
I eat the plain
Insight
I got the game tight
Until one night
The swastika came
And I had to aim and bust
I shot a Nazi in the head
As in God We Trust
Everyone throwing Gang Signs
Into the mind the Sun did Blind
You haven’t been tortured?
I spit a War Word
As I tour the World
I hit up Italy
So I could get some
Let some crews brew in the flavor
I love Italy major
I caught a fisherman in Sicily
He had the white wine
With the seafood
And it’s all good
The octopus
I light it swoosh back
Excited about the plate
I love the 8 ball
Twisted make the call
As I based on
The laced
Tripped it into Outer Space
Out of the makeshift
I reign with the date on the slip
In the chain
I clock it weight sacks
I’m straight coming back
Humming on Raps
With the drumming
I relapse
Into the stacks of Cash
I flight as singed off
Bring the Old English
I sing for this with
The score as I hit the floor
Gunshots up in the spot
The Gangs with the Mafia
Italy
Sicily
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Hollywood
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We got Buds up in it
Ganja
So I could tight fit it
Light lit the wick system drip
The true as Trip drew back your crew
I max for the pistol to whistle
I six full of the hits I pull in
I rule when
I’m a tool then
A piece
A Gun
I’m just saying Son
I got the blade runner
Way with the Dragon Hum
Ring the bell into Hell
I spit this elevate with the twist I televise live
Hit the tribe up
So I recline smoke Buds
All the time I trust in
I bust when I dance I am the Mike as I Iced
I split the slice
Lemon Lime Water
I caught an order for the core
I tight as before
Except I slipped the sleight up
They might duck
I came around the block
I got a Glock
So my Glock cocked
I sped off after the Red off
That’s Methamphetamine
I fell in love with Ganja Green
The wandering Taoist Master
Carries a Pipe and a Sack of Ganja
Everyone on the ledge knows
It flows under the rolling thunder
All like this
Light this
Brightness
Seen illuminated
Straight into
The wind blew
I singed a crew up
I am the Taoist Master
I ran a Fast
With the Water and Cannabis
I ran it since I rinsed
Everyone blitzes on the Ephedra
I Set it dead into
I been through it
Drew back into your crew
I am the Taoist Master
The chapter with the laughter
Scope for cope I came from Hollywood
I shot it should I lock
I dot
On the plot to smoke Pot
It’s essential
The element of getting bent
I’m very herbal
I turn slow the Dragon Crane Boxing in the lane
I’ve got the swords that core is
I War with those
So I planted rows of Cannabis
For everyone under the Sun
Assorted flavors
Many effects
The major in Strains of Ganja
Flow in different lanes
With each variety
I blind then seen the Green
I triple steam
Passed the lean on me
I seed for the God to Speed on Key
As I sew the seed softly taken
Into the way it went true
As bent like the invention of a new
Strain of Cannabis
Man it's intense
To grow and breed
Stick to the crop that Locks you
On top of the crew we loft High
And soar in the sky
I try to always remain
In the train down the tracks
That isn't coming back
With One bell ring
All I sing I Lock the thing in
I plot the spent
Bent into invent a new Strain
Of Cannabis
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/28/24 05:25 AM)
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Steps into the center
I reverse and change direction
Into the section I reflection
Back and X One
As I said it’s done for the Sun
On this run as Gun for the funds
I sum up as I come back with it twist
As long as I exist on this Earth I insist
On each day as worth a Sunburst
I flip rehearsed
Clown back and said as I hurt I earn as black
The thirst for the Gun I’m on the run
I split a ton up
As the Sun up
I split it funds back with no lack
We on the jack
For Set as fact I relapse
On heat tracks
For the Weed Stack
Ganja Herb
I said it as 33
For word to the G
I earn it in earnest
In burn this track up
Said they smacked up
I come back duck on the sack from
The other side of the corner enter the Center
With steps Drunken I remember
They sunk in
To my muscle memory
I call it Brain
With acts I slain
Off the Drug Game
Fed it let it flow
All slow up
Hit the toe up
Dead
As One in the head
As murder intend
No further I turn a
Planet it into span it
I rip it slam it
Hit it wham it!
Blam hit the man up
With the stand up
Crews ran up
I hit it Sun Drip
That’s one thick
Into the mix like tricks
With Gun quick
I sum I dip into the hum
All license sprung
Back on Ice I get dumb
I’m too nice
I split a slice up
Hit the dice rolled
Cold as I fold
I’m too old for this
I bold with the twist
I sold through the crisp
Cold air as bare
I spit it Gold there
As Platinum
With relax I Sum
From nowhere
As I Set it stare
Back at the glare
You best beware
POP POP POP!
And Fuck the Police
Drop one roll East
To Compton
It spit it bomb One
From the calm
Composed
We tight as froze
Lift the flows up
I spit it hold up
A Yo!
I fold it shut case
Back at the Ace
Take every single trace
Of the laced
Spit it into Space with it
Trip
The sip of the liquor
With the wicker
I sticker back
I flicker the lamp off amps
I spit it stamp
Then quit it
Back as camp settled
Metal in the threshold
I spit it dead Gold
As Every one Sold
Before I turn cold
I flip it rolled
Into he holding tank I sank
A shank into a fool
For acting like something new
I tank roll over patrol
Hit out the hold that
I roll it back
Then sold Crack Cocaine
It’s hard to explain
When you tight in the game
With the Flame
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/28/24 08:24 PM)
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Hollywood
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I’m sick of it
Every flag hangin’
The CK BK I flip it it replay
As the ticket I kick it
I intent on bent every cent
Back and extra
I spit it network
All head chirp like a Bird
I split it Verb
Up in the game with one in the lane
I tight this propane tank explode
Cold as Ice
I’m Mike
I spit it slice up the pie as dice rolled
Cut as sold that I fold it back
I rolled through the Stats
As backs flattened into the fat ten
I expend the sent I invent the bent
I spit it tent camp
As homeless Amp
On the Meth
I roll through like cess I cold brew
I sold a fool a sack of some Gold Crew
I spit it hold you Lift that
I’m sick on tracks
All head the heat stat
For automatic
The tragic with the back lifted
I roll it six skid into Crips and Bloods
All thugs
With the bugs jet off the Set
Into the wet
Water I caught a law there
As I cold air blown
Blaze into the unknown
They froze
Spit that
Gangster Rap
At your leisure leisure
You caught a Drug seizure
Just to bleed fair as the careful
I spit it I stare with a dull shank
I flipped the tank I spit it spank kids
I’m with it
Top rank
Vital points
Homicidal
I anoint
On the joint
I roll this twos that
It’s essential Cap Cast
As the black come
I sum on a sack
I rung so much
With the Gold rush
I fold a Platinum
Killer
Back and iller
I split the bill up
Yo to fill up the tank
I spit it skank bitch
Try my language
Can’t manage
Do damage
On every track
My advantage
I head with the Drip
I ran Trip up the blip
Before you could hit
I Lit
Into the roll shit
I folded back
I told you
I rolled a sack
For the whole crew
Hard Drugs
Caught a charge for Murder
Hard Thugs
I burner spit the turn the Spot
I lock as I clock
Rock around it
I pounded down in the lounge trick
With this microphone I rip
I sip the click
With the spit it’s written
I ain’t shittin’
I catch the title lickin’
Glocks off the cock that
Like a wombat
Bring your mom back
On a Gangster Track
I spit the bomb rap
Dead calm with a sack as long as your arm
I charm a hard ass
With the barge in Fast
To relapse on this heat tracks
Caps
All up in the stacks for the max
I Flip it tax the wicked
Cast back and lick it
I sip it
The bag from the title flag
As homicidal
I rag on the Mike all I tag
Is Weed One when I begun
I Spit it stung
All wicked
That’s the ticket to kick it
I rip it
Mix it with the flip it
I caught a big sip of Water
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/28/24 10:14 PM)
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Hollywood
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Get off the Wings bitch
I swing a sack of Old English
I spread my feathers hit
The treasure up
As lead they duck
When I run through
All with the Gun drew
I back as cycle
Who flight as run screw into tight
I Gun off the hype
Seen it at night
Mostly
I coast to coast
With the roasted float that
On a Meth Track
I split your head back
All your Red Rags
From Blood
I Set as Fed tags
With the medicinal lag
As Gangsters sag
I flip it the magazine
In the Gun for Cream
What you lean like
I seen it might tonight and beam right
Into the G tight
I hit Platinum
Shrooms as I flew in rooms
I seen a spoon of the Meth
I roll to death Yo
With the Death Blow
I flip it head to toe
All I sip in the Roll That
As I hold cat back
I split it Cold Clack
Off the mold as the static
Sack with the magic
In the bag
My Wingspan is damn big
I took a big swig of Water
I’m locked as Cold Fat
Chillin’ and I amp
Like a Lamp I light the Street at night
I Split a Gun Fight
Into the beam slight as I lean tight
Into the scene Gun’s Cream
For float as this dream
I under steam
As I wonder
What does this mean? I got Green Bud
As I lean plug one then two
Do a whole crew up
No skill while my fill blew up
I spit a tune struck
As who in the fuck?
Machine Gun
As one team hung
Title in the survival mode
While I’m down for fights as rolled
I spit it Soul I hit it
Flip it with the mix I wick it back and sticks
The Magic
Minimum I do damage
Crews can’t manage
I split your cabbage
Spit up the tag the wall hit up
I shit faced as I trace the title
Makes this homicidal murder
Not the burner off furniture
I spit it burn through yah
I turn into the crew that flew over your earned income
I earn it them some
With the dead numb
All crews head flown
Into the wind blown
I did it jet to stab up
In the lab with the fab
I got it bad like hardcore
I flip in the Yard more
Herbal Medicine
Hit up Poppy
I stop heating the Street
On a Locked beat
With the drum track
I fold stacks
I told rap was hated
By those who know I made it
Triple into the reinstated
Back and bladed
With the sacks
I light tracks up
I spit it back up
I max and run struck
The ton of Sum
With the from Rap you come
I’m on the drum
I make it hum
I split it numb
With the whistle
I pull up a fistful of Cash
Seen it in the Stash
I light it Hashish
But I master Poppy
All shock me
With the Glock greased
I spit it a lot until they deceased
Opium
All Money gets the poke in loc
I spit it broke into
The Wind drew me on the map as I trapped
I seen the stats
I max
For the hats to flip
And Gats to grip
I run under
Flow like a Stream
With the One Word I steam clean
Drain Chi through the Earth
I’m the Green Head as my beam turns Red
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/29/24 11:16 AM)
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Hollywood
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Coca Smoke It
We battle roll chief
In explode to drew it run right through it
I get a new hit
Off lit
I sight the target then spark it
Darken it up
In the Garden
With the stark naked bake it
Make it to the tre hit the 8 Pound Click
I light this with the blind One as Gun reclined on Sun
I’m hype whip it from the numbness
All this dumb gets the One Lung
Threats
As I chill in steps
I best as the million dollar question
I feed the test for the rest
Back it wrecks
The G connects with the P
I run it the Street
As I done Blip
Sighted the mighty
All tight ski on sight bleed in the
Reinvented wheel sent it real swift
And peel thick
Like Orange with the scourge
In this War
I Tripped it more up
Until you on tour and get struck
By a Bullet max and roll thick
With quickness
Steal my sickness as I Lit this
I run it
I from with
The clip the Sets back
As Prune back in noon
I flip the goon up
As I rule
I spit in school flipped the tool
All tools for crews Gangster
Manage to rank as I tank dog
I rap in fog or smog
All I light this
I light the job that’s priceless
I spit it mic Trip
Off the skip the Trip into the mix true
I run back and screw
Murdered who?
Spit the stew up
Yo I true as truck in the blue
With the ruckus
I buck this
Back and such as
The Cap has the Grass
With it at last
I flip it
Back and sip it into liquid I kick it
Chill and Trip it
Twist it up
And wicked
Mics I flip with
I hit bit the lick off a Jazz Scene
As murder One over Cream
The server with the gleam as burner
Into the steam
I take it further
Split it back and turn a spot
On Pot I made a dot
My track nonstop
I’m on Water
I need LSD
And a Treasury Gold Certificate
To stick it in the face means the case
I tripped the place
Fade out the bass
I mix it with the taste
That Makes
America Great Again
When I rock the lens I bent
I mean it meant for a cent
I pay the rent
The Dragon
All title all the flags in this recital
I clock arrival on time to rhyme
I spit a five O
Relax like John Doe
I spit it pronto
Means I bomb slow
I flip this calm smoke the Pot and Gone Broke
So much smoke I ripped it wrote
All the bags I tote I got to float bond
Release the job
I split through the fog and jog
I tripped the Mob
I split it down the middle and get it
The riddle
All the setback
Means Wetback Mexicans on tracks
I’m deader than gone hex acts up
With the track struck
On the map I relax
Shit the case in the face in the place to be
GP
Drugs are a felony
So let a Tree flow for how it go
With the LSD Tab Glow
I spit for the front row
And now you know
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/29/24 08:19 PM)
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