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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    i eliminate teams like the red sox the baddest out the batters box
    since ortiz. rocking champion tee's long sleeved
    believe it or not like rigley's it's a rigged league
    never letting pig's breathe clap those pig feet
    your boys basically lost like mr. cheeks
    i'm out for happiness, and love peace
    smart and street the first thug geek
    dopeness!!!!!!!!!!



    You donít know how I get back into the whip
    Pit bulling Iím dogging out beats like you leaving the streets alone/
    Freeze foam domes get shown out
    Homes you ainít truth in the booth/
    Youíre just another proof showing and proving
    Is like lying and still losing pretend cha winning/
    Get gin and juiced get roistered spit more 16ís than a niche
    Ask your bitch my heats strikes out more batters than Casper the ghost/
    Streaking freaking in the morning
    Bring it too ya like another suicide bombing/
    I ainít harming anything with words
    Flip you the bird, Iím a ghost whoís walking
    Hang you by ya Hanes no games, no gains/
    Get off your social platform
    Hateful capsules masterful/
    Plaster faster blade castrate cha lames
    Dig your own graves just know
    Iím already saved and just misbehaved
    Jumping into crowds is like mosh pitting
    With a spike bat like Super Dave/
    I can masquerade acrobatics
    Leave you cut down like the latest cuts on the radio now
    Now everything get chopped and slopped/
    My skills be screwing get off your soap box
    I roast your minds like another lock picked/
    Always been a bottle away from exploding all over the tracks
    Attack of the shows, get shown on basic you ainít just time wasted
    Your just kicking generic facts I can reenact and jack off the internet/

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    Good looking sheepish

    Stomp the yard my ground-breaking squad impeccable Gods
    gat holding guardians that go hard body the guards
    odds were at stapling rats po-lice critique my contracts
    armed raps nuclear bomb tracks u can't prolong stats
    I don't lie unless in the court of law victorious with no flaws
    humorous as ghost blogs I dine on the legs of frogs
    but not the hog watching terrified snakes slither through smog
    No hand-outs to bums that stand out bitch get a job



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

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    Cat’s take me for a bloke I tell them don’t mess with my spokes
    Or I’ll choke ya out with THE DARK SIDE of THE FORCE/
    That’s Starkiller of course, battling bars shattering charts
    Leave you with headaches more present than debt card charges/
    Even though I’m a humble of course
    But when I have to let my dark side out/
    I’m as vicious as Darth Vader with a fader,
    That’s what I be telling these ruthless space invaders/
    If ya wanna bother me without applications or appointments
    I can leave disembodied and disappointed without anointment/
    Toy with my tech my wrecks be bodying shops
    Leave you looking like another scene off of COPS/
    Get cha reality shattered like a Final Fantasy
    My real life is compared to Star tropics
    Just another Adventure Time to be had/
    Get real sad when you see me in the streets
    As I rip your mind down to spools of tape fool
    Get screwed and chewed like jammed cassette tapes fool/

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    I brings it frigid extremely exquisite on this conquest
    more power than an attorney sword where my right arm rest
    at the table of knights drawing board on the right
    many weep the deadly sweep face-shots with brass knuckles, and spikes
    it's cold out subtract your subs if they hold out on an unpaid percentage
    of kick-backs of construction jobs, and city contracts



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

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    Write cha way into history
    Speak on your topics, I’m drop it out of a window
    Leave you looking Hindu, put cha on a spindle with a crucifix
    Leave you all caught in my webbing like a spider-man/
    Come off your hydra man, my hype be hyper sniper
    Pipe bomb your darts leave you rolling out
    The carpet, thinking you can document it/
    I can spark with more calculations
    Than doctor brown, but a flow now/
    You’ll need 128 Gigawatts to keep pace with my darts
    You couldn’t even back track how I rip and snipe out
    My targets without leaving you a sizable share in ya market/
    Carpeltunnel emcees looking down busting crown
    Musket duster buster douglas, you fudging this
    I can pudge this budge my knuckles up against cha facial features
    leave you wedged up like tiger woods with a golf club/
    psycho’s be mudding waters you soak in acid
    I’m master plaster faster drying leaving dying quicker/
    Sick flicker flash through the past like johnny quick
    I’m forever evil, just call me another man like I am OWL MAN/
    Drop primes times get incline primes with more number than two
    Get cha fused to more crews than three few jews working for your cruise ship/
    I take on dirty jobs like Mike Rowe emcees, better know how I rip it raw
    Go into open-mic surgery purge the jeep of all your raps
    Cuz you ain’t Ludacris nor are you busting rhymes/
    I can dust the chop shop prop locks mop shops
    Top flops get cha clocks stops more than tits on the D train/
    I see brains scattered all over the streets like the Jets vs the Patriots
    Think your some amazing shit just cuz you played with Tom Brady/
    Ill your not psychosomatic ultramagnetic like Kool Keith
    I rhyme your mind in the mush like lil kid pulling teeth/

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    lizard get your gizzard gutted to late to apologize
    to the one republic
    a raider that brought ruckus, wheelchairs, and crutches
    for the battle affair ill wrestle a bear
    so stop and stare with wicked intent
    lynch and loot properly prosecute
    haters like u knock hustles like boots



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

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    Dunno what cha heard, I’m cool wit swords
    Cut down off the board, my switches be new pitches
    Fix your linchpins skip derivatives,
    And let’s break it down to brass tacks/
    Max out cha fed ex my rednecks be debts
    Leave it deaded like Neo in The Matrix trilogy/
    I’m billing you by the minute like companies that gon global
    I’m colder than whatever day I’m meet cha/
    I see you fixing flats, gimme dap you ain’t gotta act like that
    This is how we rip it raw, post up for them jumpers/
    Son be soaking in the sun, trying to shine like one
    Nah son I’m charging up Goku after eating six servings of tofu/

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    Energetic this isn't meant to entertain no battle restrain
    Or hoses to put out fiery bars that flamed
    On a friday night frying mics sofrito type
    I'll be the only one in a million that never gave in to hype
    Find a place for your grave the one christ couldn't save
    I'll be the lone assasin killing this coonery craze



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

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    Bleek outcomes with no income incoming carnage
    Ballers pass frisk their garments
    For loose chains and what remains
    I move on em calmer than hussein
    Arsonist scold em with a few flames
    From rubbed firewood i found in the wood
    Cowardly as the klan in hoods hidden identity
    The end of me will be a new entity
    Extend my speed if they kill my kids i'll avenge my seeds
    Hallmark cards for friends in need squeeze on enemies
    Violently yet silently tactics extradinary and extra ordinary
    You want to get deep i'm sure to bury all advisaries
    Another adventure of a avid venture put on your dentures
    As i continue ongoing friction and frivilous crucifixions
    Free fried chicken if you niggas listen



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

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    Empathic, dead drastic master blast it
    Close the case, we only facing it asking “do ya wanna see a dead body”
    Rhyming like it another rendition of “Stand & Deliver”/
    Be quiver liver stone cold bruise foes
    Open ya brain up, and grab thor’s hammer/
    One mamma jammer
    See how I cold crush a track,
    Drop e’m hit e’m with the axe/
    Hook e’m in, eat cha airplane like langoleire mang
    Battle, classical masked vigilante clandestine
    Exposition speak wisdom in flashback/
    Masked raps cast fast atm withdrawal
    Battle brawl phantom of the op
    Tactical clocks practical darts/
    Broken limbs dimwit skimmers
    Slender twin engine sweepers/
    Sleep cells binder bells shining skulls
    Watch me through dimensions A thru X/
    I bring e’m back to the techno dome or to the terror dome
    Where I lay the chrome, oops I meant crown/
    Bat shit crazy find lazy off the hook hermit
    I am determine to rip thru paper trails without a spot of detergent/
    Brown nose, finder azure silver dragon
    Master tag me, black jesus please us with cha lyrical thesis/
    Feed this ether through your veins, aim arrows thru the bull’s-eye
    Why do I write, flames burn down booths without the kerosene/
    Abyss dweller seller dead header, been feeding words to herbs
    Leave more bread crumbs than when I bust a rhyme/
    So cold I broke the motherfucking mold
    Crush them like toy soldier’s, or rolled over by boulders
    Get them smelted like little green army men/

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    Stay kinetic like nine a killa asking for sin forgiveness
    Not from p.r. but a terrorist with biscuits
    Selling blue dream to crip kids with blue lids
    Your useless like boxers with broken ribs
    Arsonist burning cribs without ladies, and kids
    Tribal trivia pursuit get the scoop u raisins
    Many get grazed grazing in the grass
    Stickups never last due to retaliation blasts
    Fight over women and drugs get caught up fast
    Mask the moment to add to the atonement
    Mashed hash has my dome lit my phone flips
    I'm either broke or loaded to the game devoted
    They voted me in super estrogen
    We blaze and wet-backs like hitmen mexicans
    Mad tats like i had extra skin i'm blessed again
    Hines tap your chin rich in Michigan
    Last edited by Mantra; 11-01-2013 at 05:04 PM.



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

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    Scribble craft full court dribble draft with a leather on like shaft
    A pres like howard taft your two terms passed
    So packup and bailout fast we mailout blasts
    And grasp concepts send em on the run like bomb threats
    Arms kept cut as forever diamonds line up the lining
    A twelve second assasin the timing remarkable
    Plugs dead still the will sparked the flow
    C
    Stop the show from going on fat lady humming
    They see spots im running and call me cunning
    Hoes opening their legs with eyes closed hoping i stick my tongue in



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

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    dope verse JTS

    Throw out packs, show claps for raps I ripped
    Speak spliffed out drifting off into Tokyo/
    Up from the endo smoke
    Had roll back to the Poconos/
    Roasted those fluster never rusty
    I stay bladed, open wounded stated/
    Faded jaded awake in rooms
    Padded up from the shrooms I just had/
    Ghostly ghastly fasten your seat belts
    I think we need help/
    Drink pigment iron out cha figures
    I leave ya liver busted how I crushed it/
    Dusted out flames jaced out like Solo Kids
    Iím always walking back from the dark side/
    I remain in the light side, always there is a bright side
    I write what I rhyme when I am right from angles
    Left to those bangles that dangle,
    Reflecting from every angle/
    Hang loose like a noose
    Get off the old memories
    Those was back in the 50s/
    Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 11-03-2013 at 07:59 PM.

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    Fly dreams of a maggot little larvae who came up the hard way
    Well known garbage collector he was happy every trash day
    Gear was faded and out of style like ol school hair spray
    Gave him hand me downs his pops collected butts out the ashtrey
    All the kids made jokes about his stitched up coat
    Jeans patched with buttons missing from his shirt how did he cope
    Intelligent when he spoke considered a genius to his folk
    He loved and played folk songs smoked out weed bongs
    Can i get high was his theme him and pops didn't get along
    His little bro jean was a tag a long that resembled shyheim
    During his on and on days when i was clocking illegal green
    With little to nothing it still didn't stall his self esteem
    He planned and eventually lived out his dream
    He's a doctor know with aphd getting that medical cream



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

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    Gunning a verse he a launcher like rocket trader purple punch your eye-sockets
    throw the vodka in it observe the drip that wetted the locker
    121 with no lock hungrier than a welfare seed in school with no lunch
    locked in the closet syndrome i'm the gas that pushed the shuttle home
    beggars on plan b passing out funny bones dust-laced
    turkeys hung on gates on thanksgiving blame the devil traits
    move in motion great adventures, and great escapes
    I accelerate and escalate like racist brawls
    hate bikes the ninja throwing stars from cars
    have you fiending like fiends for comeback coke
    selling that blue magic from a bloody colored coat



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

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