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Old 12-07-2013, 11:40 AM   #1101
SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
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Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
My hard grapple open tops like bottles of Snapple
No need for crack I cracked duke in his adam's apple
hands punched in rice speaking wisdom like drunken Christ
nigga act shiest face cut first followed by the mic, and lights
then we fleeing like a little ghetto boy from his mama's belt
we go to war every soldier on the other side received the welts
knowledge of self the key to wealth these bloodsuckers deceive themselves
with what was given a hard-ship of slaves still master oppressed
and they say their blessed but really possessed
by a book of lies that when spoken scriptures spook the eyes
it's like choking on puke and trying to make it rise
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Originally Posted by King Hippoe View Post
NASTY^
funny yet hard hittin
Slice thru disciples, rifle off the Eiffel
Snipe the tidal, watch the windfall/
Spin drill kill ya little trooper
Nuggets get ya pugilist outta this conference/
Speak thru verses, Taunt cursors
Ritually summoning ya creatures/
Speak you leaches, creature feature
I eat your mind out like I am still your teacher/
Trim down ya eyes, get crushed by cold
Fluster fold buster domes musket lawls/
I leave ya reached, I come with a nomadic forces
Import cha torches, custardís last stand/
Rippers can come at cha office, three-sixty-five
My days are livid off your lives/
Driven off the guise, breach ya disguise
Iím mole-man, cold crush ya flows man/
You ainít in goal man, you missed the clash
Crash cash fast task past lash, seen thru ya mask/
Iím off in a dash, masked rider the ripper
Has come at last, give eím the gas mask/
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