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    omg this was toooooooooo funny

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    hey its just an effort.....didnt say it was good shit......but id like 2 hear some of ur stuff
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    downgrade you slaves to the rhythm your enraged
    i mastered my High now your fallen from grace into the maze
    into the craze of J.ust T.alkin S.hit you know, wouldn't pop spearamint
    Corky Ramano fake paesano sing a song like a soprano
    horizontal to ya adominal
    my zapato will escort you out the chamber do'
    my flow make eskimoes catch a cold or the flu
    in their igloo i'm so ill all i do is ha-chu
    spin Drunk Monks until they spew hurl chunks of beef stew
    then make em eat em all up with a quick two piece i threw
    cobra clutch when i strut ready to attack such and such
    i'm too much the Most of whatever you got in ya bunch
    twigs i don't crunch when sneakin' up on warriors i touch
    ninja scroll tucked Naruto when i let go your struck
    my chakra's out of control out of this globe you can't clutch
    light i strobe causin' epilepsy in foes seduct like the aeon flux
    i'm just sayin' the awaken get taken on ride to somewhere vacant
    shadows of the mind i recline after i leave ya unaware that i'm there waitin'...

    all love fam!
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    haha nice....wasnt a zapato a pkemon character
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    i have to check the spelling but it's also a sword on Bleach
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    Lol

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    lol



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    [QUOTE=MosHigh;1998366]downgrade you slaves to the rhythm your enraged
    i mastered my High now your fallen from grace into the maze
    into the craze of J.ust T.alkin S.hit you know, wouldn't pop spearamint
    Corky Ramano fake paesano sing a song like a soprano
    horizontal to ya adominal
    my zapato will escort you out the chamber do'
    my flow make eskimoes catch a cold or the flu
    in their igloo i'm so ill all i do is ha-chu
    spin Drunk Monks until they spew hurl chunks of beef stew
    then make em eat em all up with a quick two piece i threw
    cobra clutch when i strut ready to attack such and such
    i'm too much the Most of whatever you got in ya bunch
    twigs i don't crunch when sneakin' up on warriors i touch
    ninja scroll tucked Naruto when i let go your struck
    my chakra's out of control out of this globe you can't clutch
    light i strobe causin' epilepsy in foes seduct like the aeon flux
    i'm just sayin' the awaken get taken on ride to somewhere vacant
    shadows of the mind i recline after i leave ya unaware that i'm there waitin'...

    here he comes his arrival they all await no pardon or bargain from the
    sharpest bloodiest blade
    it's war therefore the silence starts when the darts penetrate your face
    see it's faces of death for Mos fakes stakes is high for you snake
    slithering on battlegrounds to be rattled with rounds
    Like London bridges he's falling down then i nuetrilize his sound
    shells drop throughout his town know he's hell bound
    fuck it i'll let him survive a cat with 8 more lives
    if these were biblical times he'd be one of King solomon's wives
    I'm the shit your just the lord of the flies
    i see the fear in your eyes words that's spoken wise
    So duck down yeah take krs-one's advice
    Before my sword get in your scalp like head lice
    or feel the magnum force like Sean Price
    I'm the knight that'll make you a sacrifice tonight
    On the altar you kneel in my presence your the servant type
    A new jack in my city soon to be Wesley sniped
    whoever wants to place bets money best be right
    I'll never unleash the leash your my dog 4 life
    Last edited by Mantra; 11-23-2010 at 10:28 AM.



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    [QUOTE=J.T.S.;2002236]
    Quote Originally Posted by MosHigh View Post
    downgrade you slaves to the rhythm your enraged
    i mastered my High now your fallen from grace into the maze
    into the craze of J.ust T.alkin S.hit you know, wouldn't pop spearamint
    Corky Ramano fake paesano sing a song like a soprano
    horizontal to ya adominal
    my zapato will escort you out the chamber do'
    my flow make eskimoes catch a cold or the flu
    in their igloo i'm so ill all i do is ha-chu
    spin Drunk Monks until they spew hurl chunks of beef stew
    then make em eat em all up with a quick two piece i threw
    cobra clutch when i strut ready to attack such and such
    i'm too much the Most of whatever you got in ya bunch
    twigs i don't crunch when sneakin' up on warriors i touch
    ninja scroll tucked Naruto when i let go your struck
    my chakra's out of control out of this globe you can't clutch
    light i strobe causin' epilepsy in foes seduct like the aeon flux
    i'm just sayin' the awaken get taken on ride to somewhere vacant
    shadows of the mind i recline after i leave ya unaware that i'm there waitin'...

    here he comes his arrival they all await no pardon or bargain from the
    sharpest bloodiest blade
    it's war therefore the silence starts when the darts penetrate your face
    see it's faces of death for Mos fakes stakes is high for you snake
    slithering on battlegrounds to be rattled with rounds
    Like London bridges he's falling down then i nuetrilize his sound
    shells drop throughout his town know he's hell bound
    fuck it i'll let him survive a cat with 8 more lives
    if these were biblical times he'd be one of King solomon's wives
    I'm the shit your just the lord of the flies
    i see the fear in your eyes words that's spoken wise
    So duck down yeah take krs-one's advice
    Before my sword get in your scalp like head lice
    or feel the magnum force like Sean Price
    I'm the knight that'll make you a sacrifice tonight
    On the altar you kneel in my presence your the servant type
    A new jack in my city soon to be Wesley sniped
    whoever wants to place bets money best be right
    I'll never unleash the leash your my dog 4 life
    niiice...

    no respect...blow down ya dojo and leave the block a wreck
    been away but now today my glow will out shogun a vet
    when i drop bitches get wet i storm shadows a GI threat
    speak circles around street scholars and any professors i've met
    Mos wit the toast ready to roast whoever boast
    pop ya physical the residual will remain a ghost
    blade will shave those who stalk the twilight thrist what i write
    slice ya windpipe with an ancient metal feuds it will settle tonight
    blood spilled in lab now the bloodsuckers run among us
    cross the wrong the path and get stomped to a fraction of their mass
    i be j.ust t.ossin' s.pears at these disney mouseketeers
    spark the la and get darkman unleash guises hidden for years
    while the crowd give their cheers i stop fake talk by knocking out veneers
    steer beef like cattle High ground ready to battle anyone who sneers...
    "Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)

    "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)

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    [QUOTE=MosHigh;2008267]
    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post

    niiice...

    no respect...blow down ya dojo and leave the block a wreck
    been away but now today my glow will out shogun a vet
    when i drop bitches get wet i storm shadows a GI threat
    speak circles around street scholars and any professors i've met
    Mos wit the toast ready to roast whoever boast
    pop ya physical the residual will remain a ghost
    blade will shave those who stalk the twilight thrist what i write
    slice ya windpipe with an ancient metal feuds it will settle tonight
    blood spilled in lab now the bloodsuckers run among us
    cross the wrong the path and get stomped to a fraction of their mass
    i be j.ust t.ossin' s.pears at these disney mouseketeers
    spark the la and get darkman unleash guises hidden for years
    while the crowd give their cheers i stop fake talk by knocking out veneers
    steer beef like cattle High ground ready to battle anyone who sneers...
    thanks the feelings mutual about your darts!

    circles of blood spirals from the slaughtered high gyro
    i get righteous make you become a muslim and travel to cairo
    to pay your way the sentence is the work of a toiled slave
    shittin' on mos so much everyday is a number two toilet day
    bite my words watch your teeth decay one-by-one
    your just a raisin in the sun so feeble no need to raise my gun
    he got a few punches here and there but he's lyrically dumb
    when you spit a dart i ain't feelin' it son and i'm not even numb
    but back to bars(double meaning) you run out of can't handle the shots(double meaning)
    i've been bombing amatuers such as your self with convertible flows that'll drop-your-top
    like J.f.K. your speeches only validate your death
    i'm burning your kitchen down with heat from the lockness
    trying to bust flows you's a hot mess i'll bull-doze your chest
    cause like a blind man it's hard for you to watch your steps



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
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    [QUOTE=J.T.S.;2008406]
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    thanks the feelings mutual about your darts!

    circles of blood spirals from the slaughtered high gyro
    i get righteous make you become a muslim and travel to cairo
    to pay your way the sentence is the work of a toiled slave
    shittin' on mos so much everyday is a number two toilet day
    bite my words watch your teeth decay one-by-one
    your just a raisin in the sun so feeble no need to raise my gun
    he got a few punches here and there but he's lyrically dumb
    when you spit a dart i ain't feelin' it son and i'm not even numb
    but back to bars(double meaning) you run out of can't handle the shots(double meaning)
    i've been bombing amatuers such as your self with convertible flows that'll drop-your-top
    like J.f.K. your speeches only validate your death
    i'm burning your kitchen down with heat from the lockness
    trying to bust flows you's a hot mess i'll bull-doze your chest
    cause like a blind man it's hard for you to watch your steps
    no doubt!...

    as i revolve around the Sun ya world is spun
    each lap i slap cats like Baby Powder for fun
    How High am I?...out ya reach don't even try
    ask Allah how my followers navigate scrape the sky
    I bomb the set like a Eric B. scratch
    snatch the erectus out a homo's back
    leave you hunched Tom Brady ya Bunch
    kids i crunch heavy weight with the 1,2 punch
    Sonny with a chance of Chiba a real street fighter
    turn heathens into believas once i spark the lighter
    get up in wet pussies and pull an all nighter
    i be j.ust t.hrowin' s.keet on these geeks
    makin' their day seem brighter...
    "Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)

    "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)

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