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  1. #3631

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    dangerously armed to injure instrumentals and moms
    black smoke spreads out from the bricks to the farms
    when rests are set a-blaze and destroyed
    returns to the essence are non-void
    can't finish him he hits like Hagler so think again
    over and over i'm shakespere with the pen
    no more pie baking over stoves young kings with colds
    don't drive through the oak groves unless you gun hold



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

  2. #3632

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    to my man kingshyt ill verse bee!
    Last edited by Mantra; 02-23-2011 at 12:21 PM.



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

  3. #3633

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    yo peace j, t.s., we dont speak fake, bs
    shit, our pages heat's checked by the A.T.F.
    yea, we mainly stressed, lost in the daily mess
    circus game, barnum 'n baily chess
    bitches give us brains to pay respects
    aimin to make cream, basically, rake green
    papes 'n escape clean, makin the jakes steamed
    tryna take us away where the gates cling
    since the day we eighteen, waiting patient
    line taping and gaining statements
    they're saving for case arraignments
    til we're placed in containment, angrilly plottin
    chained 'n mainly forgotten, caged to basically rott n
    die, what a miserable loss of life
    Ship you off, in a coffin to talk with Christ
    waterwalker, we flossin, right
    tell the father, we bossin mics

  4. #3634

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    laser rifles, meals in pill form
    lifeless, as fields of stillborns
    Righteous, my sheild i build faith
    Likely to kill for meal plates
    See how tha steel taste, naked
    your bound with tape as your taken
    to safe, evasive locations
    where you can make your donations
    yall listen up, it aint funny
    dont be thinkin i play, dummy
    get'cha face bloody, aint even take money
    yall can keep it, all this beefin 'n
    sneakin thru halls of precincts
    you cant even fall asleep when
    these niggas is all up creepin
    straight scrapin n moldin shanks
    on the floors of the holdin tanks
    fuck around, get'cha colon raped
    razorblades in ya bowl of flakes

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    sideways stop proctor minds as they begin to form like the universe taking shape
    waited out cha temperament you ain't claiming shit when I come out and flip/
    grasp sparks shot up forty five drive by timed tagged rotater cuffed up with blots busted by sluts lusted now we staying rusted or getting quite dusted/
    placate cha team right in front of your eyes
    know you see the wise vanish with no disguise/
    blinded byes dry your eyes making tears turn e'm into fears
    it's modern warfare art cha documents clash of the tightest/
    nicest, most righteous as a spite this spike this into your clavicle
    making it magical static haul famed failings be TV show ratings/
    Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 03-02-2011 at 07:26 AM.

  6. #3636

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    here he is the muscle behind the motion they can smell him from a distance smoking
    these rappers fall off with the best promotion
    Sell-out's get dealt with weapons in the open
    hoping to escape too late they scraped for papes
    hidden in a fire-proof safe my heathens wait
    for the commander's command profit from plans
    black mamba's bite the hidden hand a nigga drops dead in the sand
    shouldv'e took heed to the hour-glass as hours passed
    exit the towers fast some say i'm fashionable in a black mask
    smoking green hornet grass my mental planes crashed
    smoke ignited from my ears as i faced my future fears



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

  7. #3637

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    your rappins pure Shat, you captain kirk?
    watch my phaser break out, like massive herps
    bout to leave you layed out, like sacks of purp
    you wont leave the playhouse, past my turf
    bleed your fuckin brains out, thats my word
    we jus gettin it started, flip it hardest
    leave you dearly departed, like niggas farted
    in your sister's apartment, takin rations
    rapin that ass end, makin her back bend
    taped the back of her neck to tha trash bin
    then pimped it to cash in, my game's haneous
    made payments, by slangin her stank anus
    nice to eat steaks aint it? i aint complainin
    jus makin a statement, stompin in suede timbs
    patients is way thin, my temper's heated
    puttin niggas to sleep like a tempur pedic
    no, you'll never defeat it, believe it homie
    ima snatch up ya skeez cuz she thinks you phony
    kinda hard cuz she never say no, G, or even maybe
    bitch is known, for the drinkin of semen daily
    missed my load, went all over her sleepin baby

  8. #3638

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    ya crew's a claim to fake riches
    stank bitches with yay fixes
    beat 'em like eggs in cake mixes
    rape 'em and take pictures
    steady pape niggas, break richters
    heavyweight, bank figures
    cheif haze, to gravediggaz
    think ways that pay bigger
    plots hatchin....
    but not if the cops askin
    talk, ya knots bashed in
    stomped in the rawest fashion
    ever saw the passion? it's worse
    pray to God, this acid works
    got'cha lookin like afterbirth
    when im splashin it at your shirt
    it's converting your ass to syrup

  9. #3639

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    A delusional juvenile, nusiance to music dials
    everything that i say'll get used in trial
    mad pages, pertruding files, used against me
    documents used to fence me, dude from penske
    sold us out evidentally to prove his neck's clean
    ruined defense teams, left us no room to bargain
    concrete tombs, guarded, fuckin food's garbage
    vicious pursuit, targets, marked in hell's pits
    splittin like shellfish, soon as these shells spit
    delt with, they excused like a belch is
    Last edited by ArcherPriest; 03-11-2011 at 07:44 PM.

  10. #3640

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    nuke your camp, so say your last goodbyes
    before ya ass is fried, my cache of amp supplies
    sizzled black, you had to die, official mastermind
    i manufacture crime that's past your prime
    packs tha nine, n blast for stacks of dimes
    this nigga's afta mines, just stand aside
    dont get denied, yo, the devil's high road
    rollin thru cairo, blowin that pipe smoke
    pedal ya bike home, kiddie, we bring ruckus
    sieze duckets, increasing police budgets
    n that be the least of it, force is paid
    twenty four legs, four horses parade
    apocalypse, set to bomb the metropolis
    forcing praise to the God of the awefullest

  11. #3641

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    smooth as fresh shaves, exploding death rays
    froze the depth guage, human traffickin
    ownin sex slaves, that's white or african
    long as the debts paid, it doesnt matter then
    if them bitches are righteous as vaticans
    or they're physical likeness is fat or thin
    cuz they're misereable lives, hafta end
    sometime anyway, only a petty waste
    im jus tryna make gains in tha penny chase
    slangin dames, jus one of my many ways

  12. #3642

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    lethal flows be the product of deisel dro
    i been smokin roaches clipped in needle nose
    pliars for tokin, spark da fire 'n roast it
    i never tyer when flowin, hype 'n you know it
    half da shit yall niggas typin is bogus
    yall need to tighten ya focus, lock it down
    tossed around like a box of lost n found
    cockin pounds, come 'round flossin now!(nigga)
    you gon be shot in tha mouth, cease jive
    shit all i need's five, minutes with peace pipes
    set sum things right, i need my weed like
    the chinese need rice, or adidas need stripes
    without that THC, i dont breathe right
    shit i could go on for days, talkin rhymes
    plus i been sick as of late, gots tha time
    thats probly why, half this page's drops is mine

  13. #3643

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    I spit with wisdom akin to the ancients
    I'm in a hospital smacking cancer patients
    I often get angry at Immortal Technique
    George Bush had nothing to do with it, Geek
    Your dicks a shrimp with rabies
    Your an ugly motherfucker, how you gonna get ladies?
    Some people didn't know that being jesus waas just a race
    to reach full potential, use all of your mind and face (i win)
    Immortal Technique will pay, if you persist
    Your a waste of space like if aliens don't exist!
    Last edited by Big Baby Jesus 666; 03-17-2011 at 01:17 AM.

  14. #3644

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    i magiver tha mic, rhymin device
    spittin fire til tha fibers ignite
    yall mufuckaz aint tha cypherin type
    we come togetha like a sniper to sights
    or like my mufuckin lighter 'n pipe
    these mufuckaz tryna bite wut i write
    but now they on flight, fightin for life
    vicadin high, aint survivin tha night
    likely to die, climb inside of my ford
    slide in tha door, take a ride to tha morgue
    so i can put my fuckin eyes on your corpse
    makin sure it aint alive anymore
    wuz never known for showin signs of remorse
    life can be short, fuck it, die by tha sword

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    Imagine waking up and finding out you were Jesus
    The chosen one and knowing everyone need us
    Me and Ahmed Mahmood, the master
    Powdered Toastman the lyrical Pastor
    Imagine seeing signs but the government didnt want that
    today before i got on the bus a car in front of it had 888.. thats not phat
    the government are paranoid
    the british government are like an android
    but i'm the saviour, the chosen one
    your like pasty white boy, you need some lotion, son
    you dont know what im gonna do this weekend
    maybe tomorrow... and it'll be almost like in teh mask
    but the green thing doesnt go on my face it isnt a mask
    smoking-ing-ing that shit-it-it
    feeling that shit-it-it-it
    Last edited by Big Baby Jesus 666; 03-17-2011 at 09:35 AM. Reason: 2012 is just round the corner... smoking marijuana

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