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  1. #3421

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    skills are needed for this type of shit most rappers think they got it but nope
    they slip and fall on the banana peel
    and then feel the blood in they mouth cause they got thier teeth knocked out
    freestylin is what im all about
    everywhere we go ppl wanna know who the fuck we are
    so i tell them that i am a genius the older gods taught me throught their psalms
    fuck around with me u face 36 palms
    and then i release and feel chill and calm
    writing more gospels
    and meditating with buhdda
    smokin that guhdda
    also check out my sig cause
    cuz terry crews will get ya booty loose and
    have you spillin out booty juice all over the shower
    of the prison
    ya trapped in the prism my style of terrorism is worse than a jihaddist regime
    killin more kkk than an atom bomb
    i love how i got my style goin on
    the universe is vast
    and time moves fast thats why i move at the speed of light
    and fuck bitches while they tight
    sit back and smoke ya crack
    and stop talkin smack its chillin time
    so we get up here and start killin time
    and right now im out so ill be silent like a mime
    Dont forget to pick up the soap





    "I got your back but you best to watch your front."-GZA

  2. #3422

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    Good looks fam

    Mc's get muffin baked muffled on skates pump slump em for papes
    bloody his bapes if he don't escape the blows of apes
    straight out the cage you ain't made you's a man's maid
    sweeter than lemon-aid i slash you lemons with blades
    a thesis to praise flow seasoned like Sage
    refuse to move the fuses let loose on stage
    so face the dust once i race n' rush
    in my hands he placed his bucks as if i gave a fuck
    know he's stuck basically a sittin' duck
    married to the game without a pre-nup
    gee's up paid in full God raised your crew
    i flip like keith murray hittin' a hater with a bar stool
    my squad is def so were not hearing you
    Nor Fearing You, but Best believe were puttin tha Fear in You
    and Yes J.T.S will Make it Clear ta You, if ya think were not Serious Foo'
    were tha Nearest Near tha Purest of Pure and right Here is Where we Rule
    we so sick they aint neva gona Invent tha Cure for Who? J.T. n WnD..Uncurable...Unstable Too, so say they True but we just Say tha Truth
    Shake n Bake n Juke, n Make ya Break ya ankles dude, Shame on You
    for trying to make a Name for You, thought ya Knew u can't defeat tha Undefeatable

    Tables Turn..Which Made it Worse, Engaged N' Searched..
    for a Way ta' Learn, how ta Take tha' Curse of the Weight of Earth
    Incase it Curved, and Strained my Nervous System..
    Rage it Burst, n' Explained in Words how ta Further Wisdom


    Take ya life plus ya afterlife -Bloodshed

  3. #3423

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    Quote Originally Posted by White N Dangerous View Post
    Nor Fearing You, but Best believe were puttin tha Fear in You
    and Yes J.T.S will Make it Clear ta You, if ya think were not Serious Foo'
    were tha Nearest Near tha Purest of Pure and right Here is Where we Rule
    we so sick they aint neva gona Invent tha Cure for Who? J.T. n WnD..Uncurable...Unstable Too, so say they True but we just Say tha Truth
    Shake n Bake n Juke, n Make ya Break ya ankles dude, Shame on You
    for trying to make a Name for You, thought ya Knew u can't defeat tha Undefeatable

    unbeatable beasts with swords at shows we slicin' cords
    peace Dangerous lord rippin' shit open like the tusks of wild boars
    we rhyme gore diggin' the deepest in the chests of the weakest
    no cannon features just jeepers creepers art of leakers
    flyin' like rondo here's a parachute watch em jump off the condo
    heavy fallin' sweet emcee's it's pastry mauling then we gone yo'
    cookers cookin' mouth watering dishes poison your fishes
    brand new workout plan to withstand the manual fitness
    profit of traps snack on those who step in my habitat
    rip off your arm hand it back he's the madden of rap
    lyrically strapped decease your pack seated in the back
    of the cadillac gladiator gravitating gravity back
    give me promotion or i'm coasting pay the cost
    Costa rican women get me off at halftime with sauce
    then i'm back in the game framing frames vandals off



    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 spirit rides in the wind goes with the flow
    comes from within whenevr i decide to let go
    blow artical after article split sub-particles
    then I spark a few until my eyes have a dark hue
    brains blew after i hah-chu laugh after i blast you
    so lo and so true knowledge born i push thru
    i keep cuming and dumping sexy shit ya girl loving
    pumping and spalunking i swan dive in that hide
    my slang hang glide surf the tide cowabunga
    dude don't mean to be rude but the flow will drag and tug ya...
    "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 Originally Posted by MosHigh View Post
    my spirit rides in the wind goes with the flow
    comes from within whenevr i decide to let go
    blow artical after article split sub-particles
    then I spark a few until my eyes have a dark hue
    brains blew after i hah-chu laugh after i blast you
    so lo and so true knowledge born i push thru
    i keep cuming and dumping sexy shit ya girl loving
    pumping and spalunking i swan dive in that hide
    my slang hang glide surf the tide cowabunga
    dude don't mean to be rude but the flow will drag and tug ya...

    dealing with stress that's massive the passive people blown like gasses
    neutralize em live televised on channel five for the masses
    you'll pass out after i pass this my poetry too classy for classes
    bring the clashes leave you ash-less awake to flaming matches
    Controlled the drill quiet before i let loose shits chaotic as prison riots
    fish the diet secrets hoes tell in the Hyatt both of em wired
    bringing the wire drama lord of karma cannons fired
    who's the don? your luggage bombed know you have expired
    destined for hell Spawn armor protecting my inner shell
    heavy shelling tellers who tell pronounced dead I'm toking el's
    the vocals deafened ears so who's the best this year
    vets with spears maniacs, and menaces without fear
    sparking committee's committed to committing verbal murder here
    beyond the call of duty throwing bombs like Doug Flutie
    watch the stadium explode as we drove to the next zip-code
    yours truly got hacked for acting unruly hit with multiple clips bro'



    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
    dealing with stress that's massive the passive people blown like gasses
    neutralize em live televised on channel five for the masses
    you'll pass out after i pass this my poetry too classy for classes
    bring the clashes leave you ash-less awake to flaming matches
    Controlled the drill quiet before i let loose shits chaotic as prison riots
    fish the diet secrets hoes tell in the Hyatt both of em wired
    bringing the wire drama lord of karma cannons fired
    who's the don? your luggage bombed know you have expired
    destined for hell Spawn armor protecting my inner shell
    heavy shelling tellers who tell pronounced dead I'm toking el's
    the vocals deafened ears so who's the best this year
    vets with spears maniacs, and menaces without fear
    sparking committee's committed to committing verbal murder here
    beyond the call of duty throwing bombs like Doug Flutie
    watch the stadium explode as we drove to the next zip-code
    yours truly got hacked for acting unruly hit with multiple clips bro'
    it's the imperial with serial material mayhem manuscripts
    direct the light into different shifts for the audience to witness
    spliif lit wolf face ID read proceed with haste
    tango with the devil in the pale moon fresh wounds ya mouth will taste
    never out of place command the area where my feet land
    touchdown i spin around spike the Earth with my brand
    leagues fatigue trying to prosecute the justice i receive
    Little Brother you can't stop me so just sit back and watch me succeed
    warrior intellect deadly arts i perfect wreck vets and any caliber prowlers
    magnums have them on excursions trying to dodge my excaliber
    highlander last stander crash course i endorse all slander
    mustang nose smoke will choke ya folk raider behavior is my standard...
    Last edited by MosHigh; 05-19-2010 at 07:46 AM.
    "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)

  7. #3427

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    Quote Originally Posted by MosHigh View Post
    it's the imperial with serial material mayhem manuscripts
    direct the light into different shifts for the audience to witness
    spliif lit wolf face ID read proceed with haste
    tango with the devil in the pale moon fresh wounds ya mouth will taste
    never out of place command the area where my feet land
    touchdown i spin around spike the Earth with my brand
    leagues fatigue trying to prosecute the justice i receive
    Little Brother you can't stop me so just sit back and watch me succeed
    warrior intellect deadly arts i perfect wreck vets and any caliber prowlers
    magnums have them on excursions trying to dodge my excaliber
    highlander last stander crash course i endorse all slander
    mustang nose smoke will choke ya folk raider behavior is my standard...
    the place exploded when i reloaded devoted to devastation
    Slam a beck's to knecks til' their the next hospital patients
    this gospel is ancient to artifacts my heart is black
    better cover your scars from cracks or wifey won't take you back
    these rap niggas lack substance in tracks while i'm stomping the wack
    rollin' thick in the jungle lounging where my enemies slack
    unaware of a prowling cat four leaf clovers couldn't save em black
    blaze em rats cops coming so i put my haze in hat
    you ass crack emcee's coming with crap
    i'd rather battle shaq we can original gun clap or bang with bats
    so make an option there's no stopping me from making your body temperature drop
    hit your pork with chops feed you to wolves on blocks
    cause nothing lasts forever like the reign of crooked cops
    that'll stick you for work extorting your knots
    everyday a dimes dropped and a snitch is stabbed, or shot
    so the real deal is to make it out this bloodclot
    this ain't home it's homicide central bodies under docks
    a dirty biscuit watch someone pick it up like funk doctor spock



    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
    the place exploded when i reloaded devoted to devastation
    Slam a beck's to knecks til' their the next hospital patients
    this gospel is ancient to artifacts my heart is black
    better cover your scars from cracks or wifey won't take you back
    these rap niggas lack substance in tracks while i'm stomping the wack
    rollin' thick in the jungle lounging where my enemies slack
    unaware of a prowling cat four leaf clovers couldn't save em black
    blaze em rats cops coming so i put my haze in hat
    you ass crack emcee's coming with crap
    i'd rather battle shaq we can original gun clap or bang with bats
    so make an option there's no stopping me from making your body temperature drop
    hit your pork with chops feed you to wolves on blocks
    cause nothing lasts forever like the reign of crooked cops
    that'll stick you for work extorting your knots
    everyday a dimes dropped and a snitch is stabbed, or shot
    so the real deal is to make it out this bloodclot
    this ain't home it's homicide central bodies under docks
    a dirty biscuit watch someone pick it up like funk doctor spock
    hot shit j!


    on FullTilt Gimmy Mochips is how i'm built
    stack attack i check raise snatch the pot and just blaze
    no joker champions of poker are getting broker
    ghostface leave no trace of my pocket ace before i flip it over
    cold shoulder hot hand making even legends stand
    no matter the brand deal the cards all in a 100 grand
    i see thru shifty eyes and the ones that look dead inside
    trying to hide their fear when i decide to call their bluff
    after i win i like to wait to cash in til these fools had enough
    chips i cuff while sippin' white tea in my cup
    laid back haters i attract try to read me it's too tough
    even make Phil Ivey cuss saying damn this man's game is too much....
    "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)

  9. #3429

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    better step cowards i don't respect flowers my rep towers expect showers for hours
    without a middle-man my riddles slam maximum power
    so let's ride on comrades that switched sides and cowered
    a rider without ambitions still thowing chickens in flour
    make sure the pan's cleaned or i'll react like jean grey
    x your professor stretcher for cross-dressors
    there will be no successor in a ditch i left ya
    with a look of defeat two hours later roses and white sheets
    burn em like heat never was racist everyone has the same color meat
    your skinned alive if you refuse to retreat tortured in a front row seat
    'you dis me better be prepared to apply for disability
    very few have this agility to get off lyrically
    police be busting off fearfully mothers mourn tearfully
    when i die pour out a beer for me remember the hood times
    dope rhymes, bomb sour, and plenty of dimes
    frenzy of nines queens reading my mind



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

  10. #3430

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    I fuck shit up when I stomp into your town
    cold bonkin motherfuckers I aint making no sound
    like a master assassin
    wack rappers I'm blastin up side the head
    tongue lashin leave em dead before they step out of bed
    claiming that they got street cred
    and blaming me for all their problems that they have
    aint know it was the snow crash
    messing with the lyrical lion
    leave wack emcees frying like I'm cookin up some eggs
    cracking heads
    misleading the misled

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    Last edited by dad; 05-04-2013 at 05:04 PM.

  12. #3432

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    thought you had it locked that's when i'm proved them wrong
    Broke in the dojo 20 strong you and your students gone
    give me mya then i'm moving on you can dance with the stars
    prace on you par jack you for your car after i put your face in the tar
    you look great with scars i visuilize success then break em with bars
    barricade em hard we barge through barriers lyrical air-craft carrier
    Murdered the captain he was mourned by america
    Stay on that dog-shit like a terrier laid up with erica
    I'm after you running to africa sudan to be precise
    living the hard knock life that's why i hammer the mic
    dominican dimes put em to sleep when i give em the pipe
    next a brazilian she grillin'til' i'm fufilling her feeling
    she got open from words of a genius that was Cold chillin'
    she blowing the god smoking La with a darkman that rolls with the mob
    a king rocking timbo's my fam is royal mos def were black stars
    shatter your dreams dream shattering frauds your too fragile for arms
    unrealistic like the cosby kids guard your ribs or get em broken bitch
    see me with a smoking chick toking piff head getting blown to bits
    the key to winning a war is being emotionless scrolls are sick
    Die for who i'm rolling with cops come i hold my stick
    fro out like shaft your girls fiending to smash she braided my hair fast
    then when i'm dome i'm on the run like makers of counterfit cash
    emcee's be so booty they rap with their faces in ass



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

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    know there's no stopping me
    I give verbal colonoscopies
    and when they listen to me
    I literally give wack emcees epiphanies
    till they realize they're lyrically limited
    see you cant rattle me
    when you battle me
    I'll kick your ass harder than Italy kicked Sicily
    the chance of you winnings smaller than a fly killing a chimpanzee
    or a toddler transcribing the Odyssey into Chinese calligraphy
    so get this through your thick skull aint no way that your beating me
    cus even if you spit fire I spit cancer and HIV
    the situation is dire if you use your mind wastefully
    you cant follow me faithfully
    your minds hollow don't wait for me
    or I'll have you busting rounds at nothing like schizophrenic infantry
    so those that diss me are only shooting shots at shadows and shit that don't exist
    see those that aint heard me yet are unaware blissfully
    but I burst out the speakers and kill those two bit emcees

  14. #3434

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    simple objects of animation, subjective mannequins
    evil's process of habitaion, connecting man and sin
    we strive to justify ourselves, embracing acts of war
    survived by sucking dicks of rich 'n breaking backs of poor
    deathless torture, fantasies, attempts at forging amnesty
    insubordinate sanities, is death your source, your hand that feeds?
    that wretched force that spans the seas, disquised in blackened shrouds?
    that's spreading sores and mad desiese, enticing massive crowds
    your faith is stripped 'n stands before you naked and ashamed
    the dignities of righteous men, now raped forsaken names
    the winds of hell will carry cries that fall on empty ears
    as endless souls are burried by the squals of every fear
    we're face to face with death itself, which can't discriminate
    our hearts are hard 'n filled with hate of all diminished faiths
    while weakened and fatigued we're badly bludgeoned up with fists
    this dungeonous abyss is where humanity exists
    jus look at us, the mutiny, the wickedness we do for free
    the viciousness, the nudity, but soon we'll pay the dues 'n fees

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    my vision is futurisctic i can see death these thieves stressed
    kneck to kneck with tree connects always chiefing the best
    never bet on life my lyrics so live you could televise what i write
    rock opposing emcee's to sleep on the mic fuck your plight
    ain't no love when he touch-down give me the trophy by sun-down
    watch the pigs raid the lab not one gun found
    bitches jumping for my balls like rebounds got weed by the pounds
    tracks like trump stacks cut em like crack so they can't come-back
    inhumane when i go insane doc's saying relax or relapse
    had to strangle em fool got me confused with eminem
    an end for all men who be so pussy you'd think they ate it before they were rapping
    napping on pillows soon to be bloody like li'l kim my style stay ugly
    crack your fucking face with a coffee mug if you try to mug me



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

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