Straight out the bricks like marvel super comics/
Gained my powers from something nuclear n atomic/
I dont use em at all, only to smoke the chronic/
thats amotivation, and lazy in ebonics/
To get the bread tho, i be stealin all the 'tronics/
Sad day though, when he said we couldnt pawn it/
livin 13 years tasted taers faced my fears
i remember the way i felt when i was little
i was scared but now but i know im held by an angle
i was thinkin of revenge on my enemies
i was haunted by several of the demons and devils
that strangle my thaughts
it wasn't a physical but a spiritual battle i faught
i cried as i tried to call for god but he just left me there
it was like i was beaten by my own dispair
it was like i saw fear and i saw it with a big blank stair
i was only 8 then to fear fear itslef
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I'm under estimated, simply discriminated,
Thats why every kid who faces me....
.......it put them outta place again
Artists say they have a vision
And put it out through their spittin
With me lives the devil
The darkness meddles with nething settled
Leaving it unsettled....
......awarding me with a chaotic medal
Herbs call me a genious, and act so serious but,
They have their periods and then leave so furiously
This soul never rests, this chaos is never tested
When i see a herb's success, i'm never interested
I'm the darkest emcee, to ever be seen,
Throughout a human being
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~Get Real~
white boy str8 outta the burbs...everybody doubting his words...
doesnt let the rage set in...lets his feelings out in verbs...
muthafuckas i dont got guns...dont use em...dont need em...
fuck all ya'll muthafuckas...that say cuz im white i wont beat em...
put my hand in my waistband...oh shit whitey's gotta blade....
you really really really wanna fight me not today!!!!
maybe later bitch cuz man i am tired...found out summin interesting...
found out you's a snitch cuz dam you wired!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I was made to win, break ya chin, no playin my kin/
Best out, you a vet how? Put ya waste in the bin!/
Erasin you bitch... Early wake up, you lames suck/
Play what? Get broke down, what you know now? Get flamed up/
Stay up, but it's clear to see you cowards is weak/
Get devoured in beef and I mean now in the streets/
How's it gon be? Son you pick, and fuck you bitch/
Get stuck up quick... Cuz it's nothing kid, to leave you hung and ripped!/
I drop bombs, even when i'm calm,
I crush all emcees within my palm,
No need to stall, its inevitable
I'm torturess and I seavor it all,
Scaring you is a common occurence,
Making opponents constantly nervous,
God gave me style, fire's never mild,
Never a bad side of, this dark choir
never a bad side...never see da good side...
watch out for my boys man...watch how my fuckin hood ride...
we still good right...cuz if not fuck it man...
put my fist to ya face...if it was a cock you'd suck it man...
thats a fucking fact...you is fucking wak...fuck you...
fuck ya crew...you'll get a knife stuck in back...
of ya fucking body...dont fuck wit Hype...
twist my fucking blade...just to make sure i stuck it right!!!
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Im not the best but i try//
smoke 3 bluts and still dont get high//
fuk with cwa and you will mentaly die//
i can bark more rhymes then a cokaspanyol//
once im done witcha yer gonna need a manual//
i never give up after the first blow//
not init for cash just for show//
some can acaully rap but others no//
i love this girl, shes like a cat, one big pussy, but aint fat.
im out, needa go to bed, dreamin of proof gettin pumped with a shell of led.
(¯`·._.·[W€ß§tÅ]·._.·´¯)
I was born to kill, slash and thrill.
but grew up a fuckin screw,
.....................Dealt drugs and busted steel.
no proof to the way i live. im a G thats right.
but i keep this shit pimpin
.........With a gun on the left and a cane on the right.
i give a thumbs up to my peeps that Rip.
and a blessing to my G's who done lost and slipped!.
R.I.P proof. u was a cool nigga, Fa sho.
Why the shooting had to happen
....................well i just dont know!.
Dig ups tp rappers, reppin hip hop for life.
audio, TXT and topical....
.........Lets raise to the next level, make it and strive
ARTIFICIAL | PO'ETHICS | INTELLIGENCE
My tongue tackled many men with my skill
Who'd of thought my tongue was ready to kill
You better lay still- its hunting a meal
Leaving bodys in ice rack its it nature to chill
Leaving you top E "so maybe" ya'l die by ta pill
So many victums the piles got as big as a hill
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My tongue tackled many men with my skill
Who'd of thought my tongue was ready to kill
You better lay still- its hunting a meal
Leaving bodys in ice rack its it nature to chill
Leaving you top E "so maybe" ya'l die by ta pill
So many victums the piles got as big as a hill
...Punisher...
Try to drive-away?...Lift ya back wheels like holdin-up-a-couch/
Appetites-so-fake...One punch leaves ya foamin-at-the-mouth/
Withdrawin from dope-I-spit...In rehab, Not from smokin-spliffs/
Leave ya skull open-split...Washed up from waves oceans-drift/
Don't-play-around...Burn ya later like icy cold-tastes-of-crown/
Even ya skeletons & teeth becomes ashes...no-trace-is-found/
Cold-cases-bound to hit the news...Better than special-reports/
I stop those lectures-of-sport...Cause when pressure-is-forced/
I'm layin-the-justice colder than snow...I'm makin-thru-hustlin/
Ya fold worse than plastic rubbermaid lids...Placed-in-the-oven/
So here it go you don't wanna mess with T-D-A/
We'll fuckin own ya gay asses like sight did Ray/
I'm here to stay, I got rhymes for days/
Only way you beatin a playa like me..
Is if you look to the sky and pray/
Now behave...
Little bitch don't pretend, i murderd u, ya dawgs wantin revenge/
not happenin tho you will never be avenged/
I'ma Godsend, i'll defend, my front and my rear-end/
Dem niggus Still don't get it?/
Ok... say hello to my little friend/
what kinda name is that...where the fuck you from...
you know everytime you see the buck you run!!!
man you just a little pussy...yet you aint even tyte...
you might show up...you may...but i bet you aint even fight...
cuz you dont like to fist fight...cant tell that im pissed right...
imma knock em in the eye...so i can take out his sight...
fuck all ya little bitches...claimin they in ya crew...
got enuff rope for those faggots...hanging them n then you!!!!
you know that its true...the type of raps im spitting...
girls tyte pussys...man thats the type of cats im splitting...
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Why believe you? Cause your flows sound so-stupid-where/
He brag about killing pussy/ But never seen no-pubic-hairs/
Now he taking-drugs/Mad I made his feeble words hush-fast/
This fake-ass-thug/ removes his bandanas with butt-pads/
Ready to fight me/ Act like you might-be the only-superstar/
Your drive to victory flips faster than/ Tony-stewart's-car/
Speakin for Rb when I quote this/ "Fuck your future-bars"/
Zeal is what's Atackin' Ya, living by survival like Zebra's in Africa
Act'n Thug, i'll Jack ya Mug, ain't no stoppin me like like Crack in Slums
Ask dis Stud, spittin Acid Blood, as i Slash n Thrust, you just Scratch n Shove
you can say i stopped ya gameplan like I Sacked n Rushed
with Ease you fall behind like i was Lappin ya
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Im that supernova Recruit Troopa Soulja,
Takin out Brutes as Huge as Boulders
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