that shit was funny!Quote:
Originally Posted by tobias
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that shit was funny!Quote:
Originally Posted by tobias
and gay
not hunting deer, im huntin humans...and the government pays
ever since i joined the army 3 years ago 2 weeks and a day
i dont play when i write my raps bitch
get the forceflex so u cant bite through the plastic
my habits are still nasty n comatosed
said it in the D.A. collab,
go more epic than any dialogue that homer wrote
when the nova coasts you see a nova explode
then you know that your ghost
give u the green light like a nascar official
then get to my car n start packaging kibbles
i got them bits 2, knife sharper than a ginsu
ar's and napalm so u can save ur gay darts n ur pistols
you dudes just cant approve my style
bcz tryin imitate it about as fun as a root canal
u keep ur closets closed bcz if u opened em the truth come out
when i swing they think babe ruth came out
got em shakin like those dust heads when the juice run out
i abuse em now, desert warfare like when that dude clue came down
word, the word of the day is serendipity bitch
look for the warfare, bombs n explosions, im entrenched top in the thick
encompassed by heavy machine guns with an ipod bumpin pac n some kiss
laughing for stackin gwap from it, god its just sick
Well.....
Blot is da Shit! I see that Hatin' is the Law when your as Obnoxious as This..
And Talkin' of Sick, Im Coughin up poison when the Lock on my Coffin Unhinged..
..In the Topic of Wit its all too Often I Leave'em Boggled an Pissed
Im the Ted Copple of Writs an Im Honestly Split with this exsistance in an Amity Matrix..
..Man my Flavor is a daily Family Favorite like Top Ramen with Kids
I only Launch Rockets of Logic, I have no need to Fall farther in the Darkest Abyss..
I've Embarked in da Mist, Syncro-Mystical Shifts to crack the Foundation
I've Droped the Egotistical Shit,I just See My Spirit as Fit to OutLast the Out Dated
I've dropped the egotistical shit,I just see my spirit as fit to outlast the out dated
And as vinyl turns to dust and rusts, then floats in the breeze, gone our creation.
It's amazing, how the modern sodomizes the past with such zeal as to cause tremors,
Now we just pull levers to make, music no longer an endeavour,
What's in the past won't last forever, and people will wake up, never.
Everytime they look into the mirror, they see themselves clearer.
So the mirror shatters, a mechanical hand curled in fist.
Friends, the machines are pissed, and they won't be missed.
Ima get this thing goin by sayin half dudes on here r scared pussies,
And then the other fuckin quarter is gay homo.....and scared of pussy,
Bringin the heater to a head like curling iron gone wrong,
Stretch these faggets out eazy...like a fuckin long thong,
I'm fuckin raw wit it like a fresh cattle, chopped up n shit,
Me n your girl already met...right on site, i knocked up the bitch,
Dont go to crazy, thinkin rap game gravy, when most dudes here lazy,
Shits so amazing, eyes gettin hazy, smokin on the green like cant stop blazin,
Shit right off the top a dome like takin a fuckin pickaxe to ya brains,
If this rap game was a horror movie...im takin a fuckin pickaxe to you lames.
yo...dose in the darkest abyss
fuck.....well......pardon my french
you know im as hard as it gets
you can tell im g when i go sideways takin ur vacants parkin my whip
chicks screamin when the albino anaconda imparts on their hips
then i embark on my jizz
harr, harr....that wigger is in a conglomerate of the colossal advent
definition of the argent standing, pardon my blamming, yes
but i gotta tear apart the parchment when i embark on a stanza's fret
damn im jest, going to flow until the ground falls apart from the knees up
with all my heart, ill face the dark until my entire essence is refluxed
call me gawd or smell the doja, so hard to tell im sober bud
because even when my eyes red as fuck im reciting a-z backwards to front
chuggin vitamin c, it helps my roll bitch when you through im a stone ya
catch me on the balcony of a hyatt drunk as shit in a pool of corona
i dont care if the tears next, when i veer vexed
just wonderin if theres a cigarette in the beer next
when i clear neck
veer yes, im just the next to chug it
dont have to wear a vest in public
unless im stressed that people out for my head to snuff it
but thats back in the war in iraq, back with those frauds
still feel they gonna bomb me why i keep my back to a wall
trackin it all, its got me started though...
...rolling to the mall thinkin that that car'll explode
want to put the lazer when i drive past, just fuckin blur it
but too bad in these civvy whips theres no gunner in a turret...
Lebron left Akron, but not without some rubbers
Your sister met him, they were quickly lovers
Then she was tossed to the curb. she crashed on top of your gap toothed mother's
car, and its too bad that you're the product of two split-hooved brothers
Evolution at its finest
Solution's here, my name is your highness
Revolution to the primest
Pollution removal, wiping out ingenuine kindness.
There's a Congolese conflict kept quiet by peacekeepers
Over here it's Houston hoods kept hot by piecekeepers
barrels of their guns'll greet you like grim reapers
two into your knees so they can make off with your sneakers
So why the fuck do I care who you jerked it to last night
You're eyes went all the way to the left of their sockets and past right
When you're finally future focused the demons from your past write
you a long letter. they'll follow you till your last light
Ima rip these dudes apart, bones n all, cannibalistic mentality...no ammo,
Slit kids artistically leavin guts n blood all over like'a painting within tha shadow,
Ima leave you to the vultures n wild dogs in the desert...fucker's officially missin,
Now your girl i be kissin, gettin dome 24/7 and in ya toilet I be pissin,
On a mission to murder a guy, only a couple knives and a lighter, what do I do,
Cut his face off, leavin body to burn in the darkness...then jet sayin "Nikka see you!":)
Trip in the trap kid fell on another bitch slap , trick that , caught the wrist grab.
fall back jump start a spark and u'll take a nap terrorists attacks sneak up like that.
kid shootin blanks emptied 10 clips out a mack. stupid ass turned around an got claped.
It was the audience stompin on his back. still a bloody mess guess it wasnt a good act.
Promise like a pact matter of fact I didnt like none of that talking like ur king of rap.
cut the chit chat, this u that all wack like a quarter back revenue when u drop a track.
mother fucker who told you to act like that, spaz on the mat cuz im full of that love.
Epileptic seizure he wasnt any good at that neither, is it u who's the crowd pleaser?
He acting all hardcore when hes a misdameanor, smart in the art? he knows the part.
But still like everyone here a dreamer and the whole idea wasnt felt from the start.
I'm Still in the Mood...Surpasing weak text with an Ignition to Doom,
Slash the Beast Neck, This Magician Bleeds with ritual demons Eclipsing the Moon
Maybe..Thats just Too Deep for ya Dudes. Is it to wicked to Listen to Truth?
Well. If yer Kickin the Blues, Walk a mile in my foot prints while ya Missin yer Shoes
Im a God Divine in Book Ink, Shit, my Foot Print is Bigger than You
A Mad-man in Gothom,
But You Masked Fags wont stop him, oppisite a Bat-man and Robin Cartoon
I got a Mad Cashe of Goblins and Goons..Cloberin' Foo's an the Basic-Like
My Apostles are Proof. We the Mages Known to the Illuminated Mason-Type
...i smash ozones til the planet slows and Greys the Sky-
Infact I Command Souls to Rip a Hole through the Fabric of Space and Time..
..Ive Mastered my Fate in Rhyme wit the Classical Vibes my Sentance Projects
An Based apon the Lines, Peasants Call me God and the Rest just Repent.
survival of the fitest the revival of the finished
like popeye and spinach strenght at its finest
Bowing to the highness we all know hes the flyest.
super nova in the sky when my kind dies.
wisdom kingdom knowledge an power in this hour shall cower.
make way on this day like terrorist and the twin towers.
my fury reigns like fire, like when mario gets a hold of the flower.
they'll all be discusted like face's after something super sour.
God gifted me they all cried the sky opened up and showered .
my flos cool, messin with niggas who oldschool,
drop a beat and spit a 1-2 punch n you I wont move...
im takin it back- you rap basic an wack,
you lost face i suggest you start facin the facts,
im a beast, a bear, a lion or tiget claw ninja,
fuckin with my style you gon need to bring ninjas,
your spits aint tight like halloween sluts banging,
ill bring chaos to any mothafuckin hood you hang in...
n this aint rock that im slangin,
i got a full bag of them stones to keep throwin like daggers,
your in the minor leagues and im major,
you a private first class well u shoulda payed attention in class stranger.
yo i feel no pain
my flows insane
even when i go off the brain
my flows insane
my mind and heart burst into smoke and flames
i feel like i should but the stainless to my brain and just curt cobain
bang!!!!!!!
My punches are variable weights, kinda like right before i scale the blow
but i prevail on most, especially with the help from Cel n Dose
I got hella prose, but...i usually gotta fade for a bit
before my rap lacks creativity and gets stale like plaguerism is
not many paler than him, after i scoped my target
provoke the artist get stencilled with comatose and splayed in margins
so, as i recline and drink my fuze quick
my mind drifts to past times when there was plenty drama, with feuds thick
the blues get.....me down n out if i linger to long in that mindstate
so i gotta live day to day to trying keep my mind straight
no need these days to find weight..
my job pays well with benefits i busted my ass for overseas in a prime fray
a conflict.....more or less is what was its epitome see
came home with some ptsd addicted to my energy drinks...
stoppin me is like committing armed robbery with no intent of atrocities
i mock cities who claim rap fame when better me? well possibly
obnoxious thee who steps and tries to rep a single set
thou shall get checked in tracks i wreck to gain respect
but its not needed i dont care what all these "vets"'ll interject
aim for necks and shed the specs of red that drip came from ya chest