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    Stoic kill verbs with lines that's the nerves to any system you be in
    Veradis you canes giving you the "mike leach" disease take a reprieve from the cheese/
    get cha gripes off with a knife, end it quickly sickly
    I'm vicious like wizards chanting some incatation for the well wishes/
    switch them tired lines,don't be the worker
    that get's cha dissed in the lunch line/
    you's the exhibit A on display like it wasn't dem's day
    when u just got seved by the lunch lady, asking you do you want fries with that/

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    My ill quills still come stellar, my trill skills will kill young fellas/
    my acapella novellas are chilled hailstones against silk umbrellas/
    I put emcees on they patellas, tell ya mellas I'm hella lyrical/
    I smoke candela leaves with Mandela, we's both sellin miracles/
    I dwell wit thieves that's sellin D, my queen's Cinderella material/
    my felon piece is big as Della Reese, I speaks salmonella bacterial...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    check it

    from a mind wasted way above the basic every battle laced it
    hit ya'll like wet smoke my dicks honey dipped before the broads taste it
    niggas levels remote controlled from the bottom i got it sown
    ain't nothing sweet about the God he's sugarfree with the chrome
    bloody ya domes, homes, paralize your bones bastards blown
    from tactics shown feasting on beans after i puff the home grown
    your flow plastic it never lasted first class versus the classic
    Were flying sky level adjust the aim so a sniper shot is mastered
    from the womb to the casket you recognize the livest bastard
    heart of my city my whole commitee witty fuck these fake frank nitty's
    cock the trigger back until your ginger snap autopsy done sent a fax
    give you facts a bank statement of legit stacks no bagged cracks
    or hustle raps that's the past still fake niggas don't get a pass
    don't make me spazz dog i pound gangsters like dat nigga daz
    so dude chill we can see your pussy as dru hill
    Picasso pass the cannon and watch the frauds blood spill from blue steel
    rep my crew til' my hairs grey and my teeth rot away til' my last day
    and we smoking that good so don't match sacks if you don't have haze



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

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    slice the next cat who's try n invade my crap,
    see through you like Xray vision,
    snatch cha hand back like a lil kid toward fire/
    switch precision focused envisioned
    watch my resident evil 5 smack your prequel
    dead cha dominance zombie apocalypse/
    i can candle sick you drum sticks trick you vicks
    thinking you can just michael it, when it's just recycled bits/
    your nothing for life, trying initial the mic with nothing but smoke n mirrors
    i'm cold as a winter's night right cha wrongs slash you in half like liquidation/
    trend you up on posters like "Face the Nation" you ain't nasty
    your just opposed to my view point, watch me mute cha rebutal/
    throw flows off the balcony watch me use alchemy
    doom your crew seeing all this blitz like u still on shrooms/

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    aye yo,

    lava hot the block is a death wish meet the black angel genie
    enemies lost one like lauryn hill, and afeni
    sold never leased heat barbaque the block
    chopping devil body parts decapitation the sickest art
    brick smash your head empty your plot pass the pot
    gassed your camp concentration amped bodies surrounded in chalk
    walk by my projects prospects prosper over the hardest narcs
    stabilize your enterprize big willie villians die pull out they eyes
    the prize is mine mechanical flow maestro mangle many guys
    die alive chain with the rest in peace medallion
    you scallops are scallion ran over the stallion
    flame the torch olympic rap battle sport
    bring opposition forth i swing with force til they on life support
    i got the hook up money stash and concert dates booked up
    lying about rocks he cooked up know he's shook up humiliated
    spots traded know enemies invaded in shame they paraded
    spot my favorite beat blacksmith attack the weak jackhammer technique
    blood on the dancefloor beheaded heads lay on seats
    walk quit in the hall of shame they were maimed
    blamed for fame against the grain framed
    ya'll bird seed to me you corner soft as coral reefs
    never knew defeat i practice on hands , and feet
    gutter anger to hang nasty like plaque attacking the teeth
    ride on too many sets til they settle down or feel effects
    Last edited by Mantra; 01-08-2010 at 11:55 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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    i'm rugged the lines cannot be pushed , shoved, pulled or tugged
    the clip unleashed capesh white sheets cover foes speaking my name in blood
    drain em hurricane hit major disaster for college kids like aster
    you casper bastards parades get waited i'm hated yet still awaited
    cold snatching your gold plated outdated jew-els
    crews yells as you get smoked like two el's



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

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    Wait til I get my focus back laugh's like the joker
    guess you should get cha eyes checked should a told cha/
    I've never been more focused as a laser guided missile
    it's just I'm locked on target now/
    pardon the market move the heart ship
    your shit stank like old hoes with uncleaned coochies/
    nothing lesser than death isn't a victory, it's faded history
    watch me tether never waver in the harshest weather/
    dare is a dark-side, near the park-side
    didn't cha see havoc on the north-side/
    be real I got sword appeal label me DEFCON 5 by the way I rhyme
    get live as I chop down emcees like an AX-Men do trees on MTV/
    bladed raid cha stash, call it the hangover when I lay the wrath
    Gatorade cha bathes making performance enhanced by a drinking glass/

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    we living life dangerous born with the game in us
    only concerned with science, and math besides that coming up
    from the bottom soldiers on missions playing positions
    with dollars in vision ducking shots, and prison
    hustling poison adding on to genocide
    drinking away the pain everyday and night
    packing guns see the enemy shoot on sight
    killing my own people for a fast buck i don't give a fuck
    some out of towners tried to setup shop on my block and got shot up
    i accidentally killed a baby that ran in the crossfire
    i can still hear the mother screaming mariah, mariah!
    the name of the little girl i killed she was only six
    i feel suicidal and everytime i sleep i'm haunted by this
    police questioned the whole hood and nobody said shit
    still i'm guilty as sin i can't stop drinking gin
    swear i saw the little girls ghost when i was blazing
    in my room she came in asking me where's her mommy
    i ran out the house afraid to tell people what i see
    they wouldn't believe me i can never come clean
    know the little girls mother is a crack fiend
    gave her a twenty rock and she went down on me
    she swallowed my nut thew her out after
    the church down the street her father is the pastor
    she got molested by the bastard for years
    but didn't say a word because he had her living in fear
    when her mom was sleep he would come in her bedroom
    put his hand down her pants make her give him head too
    this continued until she was sixteen she ran away and got pimped by kevin she made a grand a day
    he would beat her for hiding money call her ugly to keep her self esteem low
    he gave her crack she refused he made her smoke



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

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    ill street blues i write and recite on the stoop on the darkest nights
    watching the dealers deal and the fiends throw rocks that sizzle they pipes
    the hood life is a make it or break it situation my a-likes losing the fight
    locked up or shot up two ways of losing a life
    cops popping trigger happy that's how the beast earn their stripes
    sisters broken in so by the age of fourteen thinking fucking's the life
    she crying out but ain't nobody listening right
    lttle kids already acting like lunatics holding guns, and knives
    around here cats hate when they walk by i can feel the vibes
    were living like we against each other but we in the same plight
    fitting to get mine soon i'm not staying in the struggle for life
    fuck working for pennies at denny's getting it in on the mic
    even if i die by some beef that i couldn't squash i'm not acting soft
    being myself amongst these frauds in the land of the loss
    nobody wanna work but everybody wants to be a boss
    thinking the way to make it is a mill, and some banging hoes to toss
    same losers on the block banging until they get knocked off
    Last edited by Mantra; 01-20-2010 at 12:30 PM.



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

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    It's a no brainier, you still couldn't contain the technical one
    flow insane with golden grain taken reign/
    staged plays with military compounds
    round cha founds get cha dated by the grim in the ground/
    sickle side spit pickles leave rappers and anarchists
    downsized like corporations with no thoughts or fiscal abortions/
    mastering style sicker as influenza cold as December
    didn't you see me in November I was gone since September/
    dead cha sender engineer emcees that even Paul revered
    good morning America, I am The Technical One
    coming at cha like a cannibal animal devour you like a mammal
    handling making plan factoring in lists by pitched by homies in the pits/

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    Don't cross the canal in panama you'll get wetted your wordplay pathetic
    another epic murder of an epilectic you'll turn blue i'm steel hectic
    Fuck a weezy slapbox em with palms greasy finish em easy
    sub-zero couldn't freeze me can't stand a bird that's sleezy
    style shiesty for sheezy that's why most queens can't leave me
    they want half my cake torture em make them masterbate
    twisted fates after i poker face cheek bones break
    try to stop my guys glocks go pop like eyes
    and bobby d. best believe the kid don't play for keeps
    lyrically spray your peeps the promotions on em
    nominated to be the most likely to dump on authority
    speak false facts and i'll fry your scalp like the late Mike Jack's
    stupid dykes trying to piss standing up catch slaps



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

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    drop some science here

    i tried to give the nation peace but it was rejected by guns, and clubs
    so we boycotted public transportaion i ain't sitting in the back of the bus
    police and racists beating us still were not giving up
    marching for freedom that the constitution promised us
    the k.k.k. killing us on crosses so for protection backed by military forces
    went to the supreme court demanding change from birmingham to boston
    so my brothers intergated schools taunted and punched by white supremacist crews
    the governers in the south won't comply with the presidents rules
    as we marched hit with hoses, bit by police canines , alot of blood pools
    sat in restaraunts segregated and refused to move
    beaten and locked up still we too stong look at the police confused
    feds follow me everywhere j.edgar hoover trying to destroy the movement
    he's backed by the mafia still thousands of negros,and whites accept recruitment
    my phones bugged, hidden cameras in my hotel rooms
    they burned a church and killed 3 little girls some say were doomed
    so i called up Jfk and to my suprise he listened to what i had to say
    he told me to stop the marches, and protests right away
    i said never until the negro is treated equally he said you'll never change
    he went on tv and spoke to the south couldn't believe what came out his mouth
    he said segregation is over he sent federal troops to help us out
    as we marched hit with rocks a mob of devils busted shots
    chanting words of hate but the troops saved the day
    alot of people got killed those fools were stuck in their ways
    we shall overcome i spoke out against the vietnam war
    and received a noble peace prize that pissed of j, edgar hoover even more
    they bombed my house as my wife, and kids hit the floor
    we escaped they spray painted die nigger on my front door
    the killed JFK and malcom x and hoover sent my wife a tape of me having sex
    i'm so stressed and overworked i got a phone call someone said nigger your'e next
    so every know and then i have a few drinks know i'm smoking ciggaretts
    finally we marched on washington where i made my i have a dream speech
    and last night i had a dream i was killed if so let it be
    if it means i have to sacrifice my life i will by any means
    i made a speech at a church i fear no man that's after me
    when i was done i collapsed and rested frantically after that
    woke up in the morning stepped on the porch heard a shot(pitch black)



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

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    ayo lifes a bitch and then you die/
    and thats the truth but nobody knows why/
    i guess we all gotta go sometime/
    but as long as we living we might as well make one ryhme/
    never wanted to be a sinner but we all are by default/
    but i don't know where ima go when my life comes to a halt/
    guess the only thing worse than knowing your gonna die/
    is knowing what happens when you start to fly/
    some are too scared and deny that but you never know/
    one day you might accept it thats why i take my time and make sure my life go slow/
    but every year gets shorter/
    thats why i never wanna know whats across that border/
    and R.I.P. to to the rappers that tried to keep the order of hip hop
    for real.
    Last edited by praise the almitey W; 01-21-2010 at 09:16 PM.

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    cause disorder, more slaughter from this frontline war reporter
    bitches claimin they full blooded g's but they aint even a quarter
    i hit em with more of hollow slugs let em swallow another clip
    plus ill never follow another bitch, i leave em sprawled out in a ditch
    callin out these tricks that say they run shit but they nuts itch-
    from diseases tramsitted from ass fuckin and gettin they bum licked
    by another cock receivin ho pussy ass tryna be gangsta
    ill splatter these wankstas runnin wit one in the chamber
    plus 16 in the clip, infra red paint the scene then i dip
    im comin mean on this shit like them freaks on my dick
    fiends on my strip get they face cut over screens bitch
    mothafuckas stay in space like satellites off some crazy shit
    dont fuck with none of that like these diseased rats in the gutter
    leave a motherfucker under a cover for fuckin wit the rubber
    plus u fuckin wit a rubber grip totin guerilla gettin scrilla
    fill my cup wit the love in your heart and then ill spill ya... bitch

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    Stop it slime drop in pine rock in minds rocking mines
    knocking out lines checking blinds, get cha grime, I grind in due time/
    chew view spew dew get cha mountains rules fuel my planes
    we blowing up flows over heat beats treat deep wounds/
    with exit wounds collecting jewels flexing tools
    presto change yo resting exiting proclaim now you dreaming man/
    laser eye sight guide rhymes missile shot time
    split cha knights into rooks with no bishops to look/
    flip them kings grip them queens
    genie blow bank hold rank
    sold tanks in Egypt with flows that legit/
    precept reset cha chi steps weep over dogged pets
    frogger blogger get cha hog face up to Dublin pups/

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