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    spittin ur namesake truly
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    I take it you mean dope but my namesake is actually an ingrediant in some supermarket chocolate cake I got a while back. Thanks for the feed though.

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    Quote Originally Posted by AcidPhosphate69 View Post
    How the fuck am I not vat stat? I wreck bars
    Check verses, dissect pa
    Ressurect insect, locust swarms
    Mind, Body, and Flesh...burns warm
    Warn, sound the horn...scorn and wrath
    Brimstone and fire, rims blown off the tire
    Life flashes and maskless bastards
    Task you after, death breath...can't you smell that?
    I swell that, like ocean's overridin' supplyin' flood dyin'
    I ain't even tryin', my fingertips drip dope
    Into keyboards, no faggy emotes
    Like Wii cords, you braggy and NOPE
    Fail upon initial missile, mildly fissle
    Tissle a' tassle, fuck a hassle...I tussle
    Muscle bound hound, Baskerville clown
    Astound the Joker, coker cracker cracked
    Smack an actor back, FACT
    I never lie, too ill to hide
    You find me, mind me or fall behind me
    You grind me, pry me you stall ya time, B
    Pork rind eatin' son of a cretin
    Hard workin', son...receive a beatin'
    Been smashed since birth, too much mirth
    Worth about a nickle, pickled tricky mick'll
    Slick, I'll hickle ya bickle, ya bitch
    Pitch a fastball to ya brick, I'm sick
    Fuck a Wayne, a Ross, and a Bird
    Touch ya frame, I'm lost and absurd
    Like words dyslexic, I'm hectic and backwards
    Caveman braveman, wreckin' ya slack verbs

    BTW, nice shit J.T.S....I can always count on you to drop some niceness

    Yours is absolute dopeness acid, where you been up tp these days??



    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 history is historical, ogar omen in the oracle
    Punchline professor, scissorhand surgeon operations hysterical
    40 cal. flow, flawless, as i maul the mentals of the unoriginal
    Dog shit, sets dip from in-coming flying spits
    Captain of the battle-ship, cannons fired on your brigade hit
    salute the cap or get your kneck twisted, step on a boobytrap
    Pop your cherry coochie rap, cookie crumble you mumbiling nats
    Sleep in caves with bats, Joker sickness witness the flying axe
    up the stages, as i reverse verse rages, hitman lingo over high-hats
    People any color die black, burned to a crisp, Sandman like Carlton fisk
    Catch a cat fucking my wiz, 380. gripped, watch the kid die with a hard dick
    Pen in your iris penetration, climax rap ejaculation, shit on your face stinking
    Eyes sown shut no blinking, it's Abraham in the lincoln
    Die with a nut in your brain, talking bout fuck what your'e thinking



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

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    iam on a renegade warpath
    check my center stage raw wrath
    you fakers need a mentor cuz i get bored fast
    with your poor dartz, they fall apart like old carts
    iam in a bold stance, front and laugh and get choked fast
    vader style, haters smile then they wile, i smash em like tiles
    lacirate there skin with piles of acid vials
    consequently i grind, bitch iam indpendently signed
    to a label, no fable your ass is still intwinned,
    with trying to make it in this rap game
    while you aint got the flow or lyrics plus a wack name
    thats meaningless iam peeling your feelings with evilness
    sealing your deluded dreaming,while you screaming-fake amatuers
    you prolly a lil hooker snitch scared of the 5-0
    while iam sick like sugar n shit illuminating like white gold
    iam nice it shows, with live shows after we snatchin bags
    got tight flows, like a virigins an maxi-pads
    scantly-clad, be my female of choice
    fakes scared to record, their chords cuz they got a fags voice
    my mags hoist from the cortex to raw sex
    i perplex, with curses and hexes, bombarding verses
    like muslims strike churches, i burn burches, snatch purses
    with my merciless -exerted, fuck it this shit just aint worth it!!!!!
    Bank heist in Kathmandu, it was a slaughter
    The day Buddha was born it rained tea instead of water

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    Mop the floor with your face, tell me how the bacteria tastes?
    Scriptures flash like cameras, and hammers, take-over your homebase
    Melting you snowflakes for heavens sakes, duck down and your mouth duct taped
    Abducted, then thrown in a pit of poisinous snakes
    make you fast til your belly aches my mastery's hate
    your the last of the fake, pound ya head in for cake
    Ref counts you out, t.k.o. on the stage
    Your degrees i degrade, your rap style given a D grade
    your flow played like sega dream cast, as you dream in a cast
    you want some fresh air, you getting thrown in the window fall on the glass
    Shatter your wrath, throw a party before, and after you pass
    Out the game, from the bomb explosion for going against the grain
    Props are given up, or wrists and knecks are slit up, i'm sick as fuck
    Capabilities inhuman, turning stadiums to ancient ruins
    Walk on you and your union, until were reunited to light your crew reunion



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

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    Mop the floor with your face, tell me how the bacteria tastes?
    Scriptures flash like cameras, and hammers, take-over your homebase
    Melting you snowflakes for heavens sakes, duck down and your mouth duct taped
    Abducted, then thrown in a pit of poisinous snakes
    make you fast til your belly aches my mastery's hate
    your the last of the fake, pound ya head in for cake
    Ref counts you out, t.k.o. on the stage
    Your degrees i degrade, your rap style given a D grade
    your flow played like sega dream cast, as you dream in a cast
    you want some fresh air, you getting thrown in the window fall on the glass
    Shatter your wrath, throw a party before, and after you pass
    Out the game, from the bomb explosion for going against the grain
    Props are given up, or wrists and knecks are slit up, i'm sick as fuck
    Capabilities inhuman, turning stadiums to ancient ruins
    Walk on you and your union, until were reunited to light your crew reunion
    capabilities inhuman, turning stadiums to ancient ruins...

    them last two lines were the coup de grace for me...just the usual monstrocities of the god JT
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    born into a world of hatred and indecisive decisions/
    lost and confused where these false lives are liven/
    drugs taken without permission to cause visions/
    government runs the game/
    prescription suppliment for the sane/
    once again found clinically dead to the brain/
    incorrectly judged by medical practitioner's/
    locked to the rules like incarcerated prisoners/
    mothers words of wisdom tales of free spirited/
    advice from the elderly controlled pensioners/
    keep ya mind open dont get stuck to the system/
    flow like rivers and float like clouds with deaf rhythm/
    realistic foresight, heart pulses overtime when reality hit'em/
    stand tall and strong as an independent individual/
    realise the minority of followers are the criminal/
    i show hate to the new age rat races bullshit ritual/
    on my own two feet i deplete the law and delete the score/
    back to zero admit defeat to ya flaw/
    hard-fucken-core leave the government fist fucked in the face red raw and sore...


    aaah its been a while. bit rusty

    KIA KAHA

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    my father, the god, dropped precious jewels
    robbed by dog watchmen
    his unprocessed fuel was too hard to abuse
    ason viewed the leak as communicated through the streets
    music moves the meek to prove sheets
    shooters maneuver feeds from Jupiter's rings, but this is between you and me
    obscene tunes feed on untutored seeds in June
    green continues to bloom without benefit to crowded citizens
    compounded sentences
    chopped down, grounded scents surround senses
    served in consecutive dishes
    elected officials collect our hard earned checks with or without permission
    wait a minute, attention: the latest printed edition announces it's spent
    not a drip missed; Babylon licks her lips in anticipation of more
    the virgin printed purposely penetrated, but only on orders
    soldiers barely old enough to shave hold blades
    court cases in Hades with Kratos,
    pay close attention
    someday pages will post pensions...
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    Bells of war heroes reducing you duecing emcee's to zero
    Pack for the action, flesh torn from the spear flow
    Witty wisdom from a weirdo, here go the cosmic islam logic
    Blunted on reality, my mentalities chronic
    Vapor rapping, scorching flames from a flaming dragon
    Get of that snitch shit, my grapple tactics dominant
    intentions intense, hook a rook in the ribs
    Red ribbions in the sky got em blinded
    Shoot-out, pig surrounded, leave em grounded
    Precisely pounded, and spell-bounded
    The mic drownded, the grey goose downed it



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

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    annihilate whack emcee's for trying to rhyme
    plus I attempt to strive in this trying time
    weak economy, racist president
    want me a lobotomy, stay making elements
    got keys for days like Colombian cartel
    don't try and play, I'm rockin' bells
    The, U. NY Knicks. NY Jets. NY Mets. > Ur teams = The Truth

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    vernacular verses repell, and expell any expert with excellence
    Banned from the game, my grammar slang heaven sent
    holding like senators, while my competitors sit on the bench
    Camaflouge disguised me, grimey leader of the lynch
    with more matters, big tittie grabber, star stabber
    you commercial Disney rappers, and lads get thrown off ladders
    j.T.s. the baddest badger, proper poetics leave leigons scattered, and splattered
    Dag i got the dagger, the body dragger, nickel plated nine blaster
    Before and after i excell with exception, south paw check chins
    leave ladies cumming, then i'm coming in never concealing my wins
    Laughing at whimpering whimps, coming up like Forrest Gump and the shrimp
    boat sinking abandon ship drinking, my testicles got ladies winking
    i'm notorious for the big pimping, still hoes keep their distance
    or else it's a fatal incident in a instant, strip strippers for the rent
    Livest lyricist on earth, clavicle dispurse the 5 elements



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

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    yeah muthafucka, its da young murksta
    connecting these letters like im writing this in cursive
    paranormal vocal, mr. spock in search of
    the kid going global and you vicey versa
    lay low, hide ya grill, nigga wear a burka
    my verbs swoop down and chow down like some vultures
    i know some street teams but they aint puttin' up posters
    or passing out flyers, dudes pass around toasters
    im in the toyota bumpin' bay city rollers
    hot little milf got my dick by her molars
    i stay in the gutter like the worlds worst bowlers
    down with the roaches and rats and block roamers
    bend the next corner, see the flora and the fauna
    shits like a forest and this van dyke and chalmers
    right by yolandas, big booty freak who streak
    the whole street after 3 bahama mamas
    so not the drama, dont even bother
    we loco, the murder mo is super sized arkham
    300 spartans could come in marching
    be a group shot of them on the side of milk cartons
    "abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is"

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    iam a grammaticly static G, hypothesing prophecies of damaged queens
    you cant manage the carnage, PLEASE! you getin tense while i ravage lean
    landing rambling rammings to your racket your rhymes and spleen
    fakes cant hack it, i smack it clean, last verse that gave you nightmare dreams
    mid-night screams from the evalutation of your wasted existence
    your wacker then wack, your life got hacked with more then 1 witness
    you lack mental fitness, schizophrenic or mind twistin sickness
    escape from reality, fatality is your mistress, your diismissed
    iam in another league, i spit true freestyles, calculate rhymes at very high speeds
    your high- no life just screens, eyes buggin like fleas
    minds fucking your steez, call me a diesease how i infect the fake
    your intake of hate is the reason for your dark fate....


    ....sidious
    Bank heist in Kathmandu, it was a slaughter
    The day Buddha was born it rained tea instead of water

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    the 3rd eye obtain more information then the physicals
    with telepathic frequency so high dogs ears in tune
    so ya oration and portrayal in ya rap got my mind like a polygraph
    i start pacing and i hav to reply with a rap
    dont need a influence or inspiration to do what i know
    im high of myself u can catch a buzz reading this, im so dope
    stand firm in this land as a flag once i drop this post
    amongst niggas who sittin with dictionary and a thesausus just to flow
    but its alright thou as ya nasal sense is tickled by the last 2
    rhymes if u smell it too is because i shitted on you
    and i sittin smellin the paste under the rhyme u texted dude
    elaborate raps consisting of nothin but the im this im that
    so dont cover the fact u dont have skills by biting raps
    so if i say u got a ghost writer when u lay ya tracks
    not literally its the fact u biting ghost style in fact
    im effortlessly changin ya style and the personification of textstyle
    by divorcong fads and becoming at the mercy of reality and child
    reason im talkin about these wack cats whi lyricalls wild
    no structure just a bunch of mfer's who bigger fans then mc's
    so recognises these realities before u give a w to any rapper who face me
    so u a never was aiming to be a has been
    like u the next so and so, when im the first me better then him
    her or all them matter fact my flow rode the sharp ledge
    i guess we just arrive close enough to the point to end so i digress

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