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THE MASON
09-26-2008, 12:17 PM
(JTS)
I got an additude to hack a dude to death for his food
Many mesmorized by my move, and dropped jewels
as i crystalize crews
improve shows with true flows the marks on sharks that got sparked remarkable
Glacier cold emotion, no motives of my motions
High rollar coasting through teams who failed to win the title lack of coaching
I roll up roasting niggas that clutch triggers and can't aim they get maimed counting figures
Glitter hater major track raper if your a traitor
die from multiple scratches don't cross the fader
Innovate invader, dark like vader, killer of players and Big willie's
Beat a rapper silly while he's splitting a dutch
Sword in his guts, in this game of mortal combat
I obtain the fatality touch
Bad boys get eyes puffed, faces scuffed
Rhyme books flushed , don't stop til' i get enough
so you best back the fuck up or get your rhyme sculptures crushed to dust

JTS and Bronze, the heart of lions, fuck bygons be bygons
we drops bombs, spread pestilence, like wars in Vietnam
Stay calm and prepare for devestation


(Bronze Feet)
now just imagine, me asleep still slammin sheets like iron sheick,
when i speak,im hittin with steel eagle beaks,
blow apart your helms deep, my speech continues to infect,
content like a ninja deep in the shade,
eye lids covered to invade, inside leap over walls in single strides,
in single strokes, you get your neck choked,
hung like hanging ropes, float, above ground off the sound,
smacked back down, by words unheard,
flow in liquid states, cant penetrate me, its like you shootin blanks,
so lets do this like the American Bank,
robbery laid down properly, end up sloppy, busted down jallpoys,
with your posse posing like you got moxie,
dont mock me or get socked in threes, bronze feet on the track, no more, attack of wild boars, travel through this wax, broken down into sugars i store,
transported to the core, nucleus envelopes, to develop
genetic strands contorted,rewired to short circuit/
pyrotechnics handlin electronics, shell shootin supersonic,
travel on bionics, legs ingite like gun powder kegs/
lyin there you beg, with mercy, leave em with a shot in the head,
need more dead bloodlusts thirsty
certainly im spittin till im old and dusty, untrusty and sheisty
approach me nicely, your you will see the almighty

SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
09-26-2008, 12:54 PM
Holy Shit I Did Not See This Coming Wow This Is Dope As Fuck Y'all Dropped "lines" Not Just Rhymes But "lines" Raw And Unadultrated
Keep Burning Down The Forest Around The Fortress

Guarded By Martyrs
09-26-2008, 01:07 PM
Sickness

SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
09-26-2008, 01:29 PM
I got one for ya!!!!!!!!!!! "Mayham!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

J.T.S.
09-26-2008, 01:49 PM
Bronze bloodied this one i gotta give him a 5 star verse!

THE MASON
09-26-2008, 03:08 PM
Good looks all. Peace thanks JTS, just a thought sparked a revolution, this shit is crazy

OTB
09-29-2008, 07:27 AM
traitors die from multiple scratches, don't cross the fader

J.T.S. man, yo thats brilliant homes-

Soul Poet
10-06-2008, 01:41 AM
man this was nice

sick scheme and flowed nicely too