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    Alleycat God rally raps, Red sox fitted on bustin' caps..
    Prefer waves over naps, sellin' dimes in sacks..
    Niggas nearly hit me wit gats, cause they hoes blew my sacks(sax)
    Axe ya feet turn ya white sox red, leavin' bloody tracks...
    Cherryheadz get blazed like trees in the zig-zags of a dread..
    My bread comes in by the loaves, i'm gun-clappin' clones dead..
    Love don't cost a thing i'm jonesin' J-lo's bones wettin' the bed-spread..


    Murderous ringtones i vibrate chics like celly's..
    Put tha KY in they jelly, blowin' backs in telly's..
    It's no battle contest like Krs vs. Nelly..
    Don't make me get Furtardo..
    You'll fly like a bird..or get chirped pronto..
    Last edited by Mantra; 08-24-2007 at 01:23 PM.



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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    You'll fly like a bird..or get chirped pronto..
    Kicking masterful rhymes from here to Oslo
    Cats gotta travel through time to be top Honcho
    It's obvious.. I'm the man like Mr. Macho
    Real nasty like finding worms in your Taco


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    If..
    All you talk about are guns & drugs, then your brain's vacant
    Only time you move a pounds when you're weight-training
    Still impressive with the flow, so they stay gazing
    Wrecking cats from head to toe, shoulda came blazing..
    ..All that ammo that you hype in your tracks
    Better than me? You must be smoking pipes full of crack
    You leave a temporary mark.. mine's gonna last
    Looking for a place to make your name while I put mine on the map

    "..Used to be an Atheist until I learned my true potential.."

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    you crips crabs get dabbed and dragged through lava
    you niggas actors reading scripts like java
    jumpin like beans like fava
    fuck you up propa
    phantom of the opera the show stoppa
    sniper nigga man on the roof
    man in the booth witta chipped tooth
    gory war stories cops got nuttin for me
    stop talkin shit thats just more stories
    im in the house like corey
    disney bullets'll hit me
    i weltah have ya heltah skeltah heat'll melt ya
    shit is stella in the dry wella fella

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    Quote Originally Posted by Max Munch View Post
    Kicking masterful rhymes from here to Oslo
    Cats gotta travel through time to be top Honcho
    It's obvious.. I'm the man like Mr. Macho
    Real nasty like finding worms in your Taco


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    If..
    All you talk about are guns & drugs, then your brain's vacant
    Only time you move a pounds when you're weight-training
    Still impressive with the flow, so they stay gazing
    Wrecking cats from head to toe, shoulda came blazing..
    ..All that ammo that you hype in your tracks
    Better than me? You must be smoking pipes full of crack
    You leave a temporary mark.. mine's gonna last
    Looking for a place to make your name while I put mine on the map

    Aww..Snap..The theasurus define my auora's..
    Almighty scorer..snakes fighting..inviting boars
    Map out...find terrain...train before we explore..
    Everyday's an exploration..wild horses for transportation..
    Stamp the letters send em out..warning..retailiation..
    Ladies dying to hit home-runs wit this baseman...
    Chase jakes like Jason..ranger rage raging wit the chainsaw..
    The rap bounty killer stands over 6 ft. tall..
    Call of the wildest.. trees redden the irus..
    Mind twistin' riddles.. re-loading flows..blow the gristle..


    Tribute to the track brute..eyes closed deciphering loops..
    U monkeys fruit-heads.. falling of trees.. losing shoes..
    Breath smelling like booze.. boso, zobo, clowns get chewed..
    Heads decapitated... slam dunked...and mailed to Tom Cruise..
    Last edited by Mantra; 08-27-2007 at 01:47 PM.



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

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    grip the the mic tightly with your claw and make sure to project your voice from deep inside your shell.......
    Last edited by STYLE; 08-28-2007 at 08:44 PM.

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    ayo....


    sick masculinity my mic napalm destruct ya entity/
    spit opposite of heavenly leavin ya mentally emp-ty//
    degree for droppin medicine my "EP'S MD"// (epmd)
    street intellectual= me thee mc//
    i "crush bars" like a prison nigga tryna 2 get free//

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    I got a spaceal grid a hostile lid give e’m a kid
    Give me the teleportation and mutation device/
    Monster maker hold chrome throw domes
    Shake e’m up break e’m down to crumbs like weed/
    Cut cha grass low so I can see snakes take emcees
    And bake them in grease like bacon straight off the pigs ribs/
    Now I gleam I flub the rhymes I scrubbed out wit soap
    Dope enough to clean ya nostril of weed fragments/
    Fragmented expertly herbal scent whips pimping like the president
    I’m excellent wit references like I don’t got any self interest/
    Spit cha wickedest trying maniac the world death proof
    I Kurt Russell you damn fool wit Quinten Tarentino views/
    Skew ya muses fusion abusive nature violent creation
    Taking a masturbation class get off on them big ol’ breast/
    Mexican checks and whips, cables and knives throw up
    Bloody thighs crash course threw holes like dark matter/
    Splatter sergeant slaughter you author wit cable coffins
    Mastering auxiliary emotions creating contusions concussions
    Wit objectionable rushes wit more heat than storming buses wit no A-C/
    Spray Gez us on the walls scam the stalls fumigate the rooms
    Now these emcees trying crawling out from under cuz there dumber
    Than lighting and thunder before it strikes and makes rumble sound/

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    Edit: Wrong thread.
    Last edited by noel411; 08-29-2007 at 10:36 PM.


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    Low and behold the mic i hold, flows a substance uncontrolled
    Street chemistry chemist, king of the justice scrolls
    Amateurs are tadpoles unable to develop a visual flow
    God long bearded like Castro, bloods make em leak tobasco
    Red hot ,hot rod racer in a parking lot, cops ticketed wit shots
    Insane lynquistics the resistance resisted, hammer who do you love hops
    sasquatch watch on the arm, rich enough to purchase pepridge farms
    eagle psalms, act up actors, here's my cerebal bomb
    Smash boards in Candyland calm, Burgundy guns drawn
    Bloody money purchased me weapons like Spawn,
    Bong tracks, irish jersey on my back, who gives a fuck if i'm black?
    Italian kids on crack watching Soprano episodes get smacked
    Black devil cookouts, swine merchants mad when i put the book out
    took Brooke out, J.T.S. knows best, annoy the west like Mannie Fresh
    Met Kanye in the Chi, Southside, some homo complimented his dress
    Stronger from the stress, haze smoke in the rest
    A chef chefing the best recipee, imaginations make believe
    Pick up Eve , practing Tai chi by the elm trees
    Picture the oats, lavish meals on 30,000 dollar boats
    With the projectile, infections breakout, skin colored like reptiles
    Respect style, or get thrown in the nile, cry me a river
    Call me a nigger, i'll roc-a-fella like jigga, my reps bigger
    Than any Bob marley spilff hitter, no hitter quitter
    i'm out chaos inside, bout to donate my liver
    Sickest spit-kicker, snack on emcee's like snickers
    My bars flicker, bottom of the belly spitter
    White label liquor help me write fables quicker
    men are moving slower, choke the track boa
    Faster blade thrower, all my ladies blowers
    i'll air out Arizona, swim naked in lakes of fires
    blackout wit the mackout, shit on ya best digesting fiber
    Hire Skale to put the hit out, hiding in a brick-house
    Surrouned by spouses, the iron-maiden boning maides in black blouses
    more than meets the eye transformer destorying houses
    ånd continents, thoughts many resent
    Here's my B-boy document, documented wit intelligence
    Suspense is what i always present, headed to the essence
    Just my presence make emcee's bring presents
    Last edited by Mantra; 08-30-2007 at 10:44 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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    thought in-creases.. my mental capaticty increases
    I master-pieces .. knight-rider thesis..armies of the wicked decreases..
    Violent vampire sucking blood from leeches..
    Babies suckle milk from the earth's breats..i pat down the peaches..
    dis obiest lady beasts..it's ashame seeing women teethless..
    Reach this level...chalk surrounding rebels..dance wit the devil..
    Blackman..rapman..under pressure people..get eaten like pac-man..
    marry ya queen..damage ya regime..rapid fire's extreme..
    Everyday's a dream..every night's a nightmare..
    Beaten dis-abled wheeling a wheelchair..
    The blind glare of darkness...the arch-rival combatant arches..
    Lonley cub hiding in the shrubs..wit memories of mother killed by the devil's gun..
    Voodo man miracle demonstration.. i was hung..and reincarnated into pun
    Slung from a slingshot..the stoned hardrock..
    Crooked cop son..time of judgement..revelations..
    Government they scum from day won..
    Speaking slang like i got rae's tongue..
    Out-sider like slang ton..rhmyes immortalized over Bronze drum patterns..
    Born on Saturn.. came to the earth wit stolen rings..
    Shining in the shine garden..God smacking fiends..
    Last edited by Mantra; 08-31-2007 at 02:34 PM.



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

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    yo JTS you killin e'm son

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    when i flow...im like napalm on the mic//
    remain calm-when-i-write "Ray charles'' 2 da nite//
    ....light complexion but my mental is dark//
    cyborg type soldier peep the sentinel art//
    exuisite niggas wen conversin intellectual's spark//
    "pokin holes" in ya niggas like a medical mark!///

    brap...

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    i'll send savages packin with what i'm packin in my jacket
    that will stop your wack rappin and will leave your mind absent.
    stop yappin you jaw b4 i start clappin
    cause a few rds of "applause" will put a puase on yo lipp flappin
    b4 you know what happened you'll b rubbin your head askin for asprin
    untill u you get a grasp of my unabashed passion
    a viscious tongue lashing like thunder crashing from 2 titans crashing
    ususally i'm rappin to keep yall asses laughin
    but when i comes to battlin i can quickly flip and get to snappin
    like the claws of the crabs livin on the hairs of ya girls labia.
    repeadly stabbin ya wreakin havoc on the vocabular
    bringin the pain like nurse ratchet snatchin out yo bladders catheter

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    Tech’s gonna give you a story
    About how we hit al the rights notes and showed up for glory/
    Employ more lines than any a hundred bars
    Measured in a five minute time lapses/
    Spit wit all letters capped ripped off the wrapper
    Put it in the CD player, cassette deck or iPod/
    Now you know why I rap so fucking hard
    Without cashing my check card I borrowed from yours/
    Whore it out or pour it golden showers get cowards nervous
    My flow flourished under determents that’s disturbing/
    Now am I making potential competition nervous?
    But shaking up the formula and not rapping in riddles/
    Do I need to dabble and act all snarling like gnarls?
    I ball wit skills that make the armature’s look soft/
    Cross you over like Teshaun Prince I ink the pad
    Wit thoughts so sad the mic was glad to pass on it/
    After I spit vomit killed off Hailey’s comet
    I wrapped up my laps around the sun to Saturn/
    Now that’s battling for your life wit more strife
    Than anything considered trifling now we’re scoping and riffling/
    Do I have to Eiffel tower these bitches and take pictures wit e’m
    Now that’s giving them a load of cum-de-lade how do you want it?
    Soft or proper wit more lyrics than any street opera/

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