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    Return elegant, sky sun sweating melanin
    educated by street life, God-body intelligence
    Hell is in my community, diplomat with-out immunity
    MF-Doom mask rocking menace to society
    Size of me XL, holding mags like ATM cards
    Launch rockets at frauds, this is my boulevard
    Pimp ya broad on broadway
    Her booty tatted with my name
    You better have extra clips if u snatching my chain
    Rhyme game Lebron James, cyclop eye flames
    Famous tiger style conducted on ya gang bang
    Slang relentless, Krugar manuver wit a loaded luegar
    Lynching intruders, bullets through looters
    Lyrical phantom, anthems knockin' on computers
    Last edited by Mantra; 06-06-2007 at 11:05 AM.



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Organized through the confusion, i threw fusion..
    A prince like po, and duke that own Rap-a-lot distribution..
    Travelin' man jumped out the car, left scars on faces in houston..
    Rooster-heads roostin' get subdued, sacrifices sacrificial solutions..
    Only a few marbles left in my mind, the others im losin'..
    Fallin' out the eardrum, sip rum before a rumble..
    I'm more rugged than slum bumz, the activators activation
    teach ya'll ying and yang like kung-fu oriential orientations..
    Tazers tazin' sharkz taking my darts on vacation..
    So while theyr'e in hibernation, i get high off the lye,
    catch em lying in a hidden location..
    then embrace em with kickz that wake, and raise em..
    My days numb, knightz drunken monk fight beneath city lights
    the retaliator retailations hype, head splitters wit lead pipes..
    Rowdy ninja sword slicing through squads, winter wars wit blood on ice..
    Last edited by Mantra; 06-20-2007 at 03:09 PM.



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    This is strictly buisness, but if we face off you strictly finished,
    Instantly diminished, you had a shot but your brick missed it,
    I'm on tap for a million in cash and shots to my front and my back,
    Approach the podium to speak like X with the bullets attached,
    Speak fusion, a rap hybrid evolved from the weakest of states,
    Droppin trilogys leavin legacies like Secretariat at the Preakness or Stakes,
    My being's a controlled substance though my mind's always free,
    Lock down my body but never throw away my mind's key,
    The devil's lurking in the shadows with his eyes squinted actually easy to see,
    Arms bent, hands hanging like the two spies on Mad TV,
    Looking for the next target to bombard quick and leave heartless,
    With that battle feel I've come farthest realizing I came out scarless,
    Put on ya highbeams that tunnel is dark approaching your destiny,
    Crashing automobiles killing our children cuz of our mind's density,
    Oil for production, metal for replacement, lives is what's lost,
    I'm looking at Arabian Oil Kings wondering what their lives cost?
    Watching Bush on the TV, he can't read like me but he boss?
    Seem to me that more propoganda is the reason our mathamatics is off,
    One linear line here and the matrix is complete at the Y axis,
    This is our life, dirty knowledge is geometry, why that is?
    Cuz everything that's scientific derives from the apple Adam bit in Eden,
    Technology is the beast, I'm sinning typing this rhyme as the main controller chip over-heatin

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    My flames imperial, high beam killer eating cereal
    Assaulting ya speaker-boxx, classic material
    near the road yellow brick path pathed
    Gatling lines make u resign, retirement stage
    Moth caught in the fire rage, steel cage face-off
    Golf ball niggas get clubbed in clubs ya'll morning maul
    Last edited by Mantra; 07-10-2007 at 01:26 PM.



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Aim ya thoughts like darts to a chess board
    I attest to the apex of the next to rip/
    I’ve been ripping it raw hitting e’m harder
    Coming armadillo type of flows wit featherless blows/
    Expose you clones bleach cha domes wit souls
    Gotta grow a few feet to beef wit the illest to eat/
    I don’t need the cause for applause or appeal
    I run e’m ruggedly bugging off Hennessey/
    Stand at the entrance way seeing St. Germaine
    Ceramic italic flow unbalance coming wit earthquakes/
    Seismic shakes broken bones rumbling boobies get niggaz
    Nodding horrendously until the temple is collapsing/
    I’m Indiana Jones in action futuristic black paleontologist
    Knowledge born code words flow wit more PHI than phoenix/
    I rubics cube the lyrics confuse the most brilliant on the mic
    You’ll see my heart beating with the shine of light/
    Blind marker desert cold challis fold cha gallons
    Orgasmic chicks get the oozing when the boys are boozing/
    Flew the nest bested the rest head a emcee in ranks
    Coming wit more fire power than illest ballistic tanks/
    B-52 bomb you handle the amenable animal wit mandible claws
    Cutting through flesh wit ease looking for your cavity bones/
    Epsom the body CSI knowledge of the Soul Society incomparable
    Species feature mores than Geisha flowing wasted wit words I encased/
    The glass breaks taken the “Lyrical Pyramid” gambit garble weaponry
    Expert butcher flow cooker microwave you lookers wit heat vision/
    Like Superman I rule the land Man of Steel bonded chemistry
    Extraterrestrial Mexican cannibal animalistic wit herbal biscuits/
    Cantonese randomize rhymes through turbulence wit verbiage
    Worded knowledge cobra command exercise restoration
    Canadian virgin island dick the rope as he holds the choke
    Blow up the bloke making him just another neighbor or folk I know/

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    paper mache visuals relayed the visual displays,
    individuals convey as we indiscriminately lay,
    on the kitchen floor preparing death convictions soar,
    inventions galore with intentions of WAR conventions secure,
    connections are formed a death curdling storm,
    the blood slowly churns coagulates and thickens,
    exaggerate the symptoms exacerbate the victims,
    strangulate our freedoms establish hate mislead them,
    stab a face for false reasons erradicate force feed them.

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    Used to be force fed swine before bed-time
    Stomach upset, sheets greasy from the digested hog sweat
    Constipated how i hated waiting to digest it
    Wanting to barf knowing worms were in my flesh
    Blood pressure high, shittin' hog long piles couldn't rest
    Tellin' Southern fam the ham, spam my body rejects
    they didn't respect the kids wishes so i cancelled visits
    Half of em had heart attacks, and strokes like Aunt Bridget
    Matter of fact i skip the meat, animals ain't in my recipee
    It's strictly veggies, u meat-heads ain't ready
    to change ya diet til' u on ya death-beds
    The pressures heavy
    Last edited by Mantra; 07-11-2007 at 04:04 PM.



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    from Sand & Blood mans soul is smudged,
    only true understanding above can shed light,
    and bring upon the unseen and breed might,
    materials have branded pain cast shadows at night,
    from truest of feelings the movement of beings,
    can only be caused summoning devils and demons,
    away with this cancer that has rotted the brain,
    the media continues to en grain death stains insane,
    left brain remains as the right is off focus,
    do you hear the flying Locust they feed off the corpses,
    that bleed through the flight its easy to lose sight...

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    flow like a christmas tree
    all i need is the rap in it and eventually i'll rap gifted
    off the top wit no need for hat tippin'
    all this had it sent for me
    money greener on my side of the cash , critics
    i wish ya would listen so i wouldn't have to rap different
    made money seem
    like i had spent it
    on a santa mission
    don't know what i should send the missiles tow'
    most advance but lack fiction
    whether or not u believe isn't at hand bitches
    cos the kiss of death checks off the bad listed
    chill...
    don't cry over spilled milk
    dough there's cookies in the flo'
    still , enough for the greedy and the greeting of the ghosts

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    Hip-hops glory days are over, so i can't stay sober
    Remember mad izm, videos used to be live on tel-a-lie-vision
    Know it's video hoes, bank rolls, and shallow flows
    Im in the deep-end of the pool, where real emcees remain on the low
    My theory never ends, if u speak on government atrocities your a problem
    F.b.i. finds minority felons, Bush is in cohoots with Bin Laden
    Braggin about his golf strike, he boosted terrorism
    People brainwashed saw it as heroism
    Niggas living in shells catch hell when the gun jams no more
    Soldiers on the front line kill the officers it's a 5 star cold war
    The evils we speak off never make radioplay
    Wordplays cold-play, spit a verse in front of congress bustin' an AK
    Last edited by Mantra; 07-12-2007 at 05:06 PM.



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Ratchets, nuts, and bolts, I got a few screws loose
    Pass the fucking malt, alchohol abuse too
    What I'm used to, family Introduced too
    Reading new views other kids watch blues clues

    Early child hood growin up in a wild hood
    My styles would bring me back a pile wood
    Codename Trees make G's ship it down to wildwood
    Tile goods Murder ceramic wrap the files good

    Spend money Scam it back movin grams of crack
    Cops come we ran the track baton hand the gat
    Can the scrap I never was a fan of rap
    Vanished that hip hop became my plan of act

    Tan and Black sittin back relax sip the glass
    Pan the back Snitches Cash fifty tippin fast
    Grip and blast watch me unload a clip in ass
    Hollow tipped his mass the body hit the grass


    Big Pimpin Power Ranger Slappin Hoes Since 1986

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    No love in the city gritty gangsters their cold-hearted
    toting gats, holding bundles of stacks, clappin' retarted
    Spots left blown like somebody farted
    And we wonder why were regarded as killers
    Inner -city blood spillers, ol' english gangsters guzzling Millers
    Gotta feel us lke a shock of electricity
    In the vicinity of enemies surrounding me, pound on me
    One of us is bound to be dead before 30
    This game is dirty like a hookers cunt that ain't been washed
    I never flossed nothing but my teeth, corner searge
    In the mirage gat hidden like bodies in the garage
    against all odds i feel uneven, last nigga breathing
    Holla at me if u want a few tips on eating
    Last edited by Mantra; 07-18-2007 at 12:52 PM.



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    My ninjistu arts coupled wit samurai code
    Spark ya spades and call you a shark/
    I don’t bite I write trained in the temple
    For weeks on end dead e’m wit more knives than cats have lives/
    Thrive off of rhymes spit cha dopest
    I cloak and dagger you emcees wit focus/
    Loose ya craft draft a scroll for you to unfold
    I know the roles skills and tolls you pay for goals/
    Check the under studies cold and not so cuddly
    Lyrically you weak and not even dirty/
    You gotta come wit gruff and knowledge
    A total disrespect for the competition/
    Fuck the cream you gotta pursue ya dream
    Train to the highest degree like me always prefect cha craft/
    So when the majors and minors come to draft
    You’ll be the hottest prospect in all the land/
    Democracy can stand on it own two but without me and you
    A government future is only good as the rules they’re founded on/
    Read up on the seven day theory do what Pac and Machiavelli did
    I prime draft read the Hagakuri and became a stronger lyricist/
    In time the timeline grind mind ground cha bate catch a fish
    While you wide awake fancy mic skills while everybody debates/

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    Young children let me explain distributing coke
    False testimony cocaine exhibiting hope
    A twelve year old in game delivering dope
    Niggaz is broke they in pain withered and moked


    Lookin for a target to disfigure and poke
    Semi auto old cartridge the Trigger is broke
    Youngins life flashed his heart flicked blade slid in his throat
    Diggin a moat body bloody ridden and soaked

    The blood made him Choke he reached up gaspin for air
    Looked at his killer in the eyes matchin his stare
    He sat in his chair with a look that didn't care
    In fact he was scared see the traps been prepared

    Anger and Greed emotions of manner and need
    Family heed cause God keeps a plan of your deeds
    Shoot for your rep Killer persona screamin a rebel
    But don't cry murder upon us demons and devils

    Ain't no coming back


    Big Pimpin Power Ranger Slappin Hoes Since 1986

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    Victims of the ghetto life, addicts of the ice
    That can't be saved by Christ
    Tired of fighting demons in life
    one chose the throat slice
    Ultimate price, thoughts shiesty
    As i seen em in the coffin dressed nicely
    Holding his wifey, as she's screaming why me??
    Their li'l babies three, and won't see her papi for eternity
    Fire burns in me
    as i see shorties running down the wrong road
    Were raised in a world so cold
    Youngins thugging with no goals
    One day they grow old homeless wit nowhere to go
    So they become junkies, and winos
    40 years old wondering where did the time go?
    Reality drove many off the ledge
    They didn't take heed to lessons spread
    They didn't do the knowledge
    Last edited by Mantra; 07-23-2007 at 01:53 PM.



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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