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    he's coming constantly a strong thud to snap you branch emcee's
    blood-hound sniff your smell slide and slither snake creep
    occults are broken to a hopeless guarantee it's steep
    slay em in his sleep the mob runs deep
    hunting on your garden prison the warden
    mental fright despite the body carvings
    bug-out pull the plug out unplugged
    he throws a mess drones charred crispy love
    bills in hand still he ran to the crowd
    a crown admiral gown drown your sound
    pledge death hot lead chef



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    throw thunder zeus made man wonder flow a sunder clone goth chicks like labor's been induced fused more nooses than knots landing got juice bars with thug out geminis with scars/
    cathoid chaft mode rap loans made emcees think they can't blink
    arming photon torpedeos checking charts asking for measurements/
    armed apleasurement timed timidness tripped out quivers
    leave stickers of SHEEP LORD everywhere chess piecing heads
    from more place like my born borough til the day of my death/
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    Cut em open blood surroundings losers ground pounding
    punch em no knuckle damage one knock-out round numbers rounding
    judges approved another thug forgotten after being lit from starting my fuse
    hated by many loved by a few my gums sore an unforgettable chew
    six feet deep take a walk in my shoes stay alligned with no crew
    church sniper hit the pastor the congregation was like phew
    congregate by the gate where a crazy pit-bull is bone locking you
    never timid when on the move i hover and bruise
    wordplay scary deeper than the walls of mariah carey
    horror in the scope the death sign aries
    all teeth knocked out that's what they get for being fairies



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    Beefing battling rap macro paladin acrobatic with the linguestic static
    come with cha chuck english I'm speaking linguestically fusing what cha losing/
    thinking your g-stroll is a hero
    when your just another name, another zero/
    now you acting like rift rafting master battling
    thinking you can defeat a jedi master then/
    I effortless come forth dead forceful remorseful kill a course full
    put cha purse knapsack raps get cha randy savaged like the ultimate warrior, a joke/
    blood soaked journalistic kill a crispy split wigs leave slits in ya dome for odor
    know ya just appetizer to this heat miser tight as a jew with tax money/
    drunk lungies I leave dummies wanting Solomon's law-book
    by hook or crook I leave the mind taboo like a jux/

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    open dosage when i flow i post postage roastage gets you no toner cartrige
    far reach deep in the seats watch the G-Force beat cha lungs til they're a pulp/
    dinner sulk folded folks jokes out cha main knowledge bowls shown tolls
    got cha taunted with out paying costco prices throws out loaded dices/
    splices wires tired out cha flights now piercing damage aimed sharps
    gets a meta force medical intricate trival leave you blown like stereo recievers/
    meat cleaver june beaver clone carsinigin leave ya strapped to a wet chair
    shocking isn't sick vicks leave most juxs mixed reviews like white collar crimes/

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    Chef depths mex when i can and if your a can't then you can't be part of the rants
    i tantilize fix fires wired towers dark scower cowls get plopped on and we remain faceless/
    wasted tasted made it past the staff now my math be drafts gafts
    back to doing the math, star treking best phaser rifling now we're inside stiffling up
    cockpits when we rift its get all sticky never filthy just killing the triller G/
    pissed in the weed plants thinking its a aromamatic stone cold fold crafts
    jack in packs stolen floats get cha rosewood quotes thats how we get revenge on those/
    show my clones doing nothing but protecting the chaotic throne shove a nine-iron up with the grind doesn't find the mind it just finds you split into two halves/
    trash the dash fast cash flask bash slash out put cha frames get cha grimes
    games are made to be played and rules get broken when pokes get woken/
    i love my darts spit never rehersed, get cha double 0 never rome
    shown pros crows folks get loosen down to knots i am landing/

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    Second to none first before all play em like party haters that play the walls
    refuse to kiss a dame whose mouth juggles balls
    and half the hip-hop mass who claim thug as kids played with barbie dolls
    they are hating the truth they lack troops on call
    surrounded by yes-men who say anything to impress them
    until the cash is gone your solo struggling artist profession
    to never reach the surface again pissed underground congestion
    never updated your bars know your looked at as grandpa to adolescents
    and you don't even have gray hairs rapping as if they care
    no body trying to push your material your in the hip-hop wheel chair
    i don't pop bottles or models or make it rain
    i got two years of college in so i got a brain
    watching episodes of welcome back carter between breaks writing a diss to Li'l Wayne
    you rappers are just mad i'm the shit they just a stain



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    obstain from the game, play them like a deck of spades
    your just the jin rummy sunny cold crush posts to dust when i bust a flow/
    leave more shrimps than puppies, trying test a word associate
    making words associate without annunciating/
    front paging mage lacing wasting away never hastey trying to play me
    making those minds de-merge field spell you often yell double down/
    pronoun you clowns with towns your words are barks from old hound
    trying to sound the alarm you get bombed atomically trying philosophize rhymes like socratcies asking to profess the edges to me before your cut off/
    dusted minds rusty lines your not even skippable before you get a zip full
    speak on the mark and drop a dart from the start you best spark/
    because i am the fuel to the fire trying to test brammah bull of bars
    leave you fish turds a lard trying get scared when i am barred like law and order is on/

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    all who dis-own the don get rode on by early dawn
    ill scripts to pack venues the God's arms cut like Lebron's
    Can't contend with the spawn who got game like donkey kong
    fifteen deep we sweep the streets cleared by early morn
    we storm rain falls leave your frame clogged
    with hot ones from lyrical shot-guns
    he got son's that specialize in deadly spot runs
    as well as set-up dimes i bring revolutionary warfare like god-son
    hit his chest with the poker before he sipped his milk talking about got lungs?
    Whoever didn't cover their ears got stung
    i'm the shit that's why i got run



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    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
    with hot ones from lyrical shot-guns
    he got son's that specialize in deadly spot runs
    as well as set-up dimes i bring revolutionary warfare like god-son
    hit his chest with the poker before he sipped his milk talking about got lungs?
    Whoever didn't cover their ears got stung
    i'm the shit that's why i got run

    Shuttin shit DOWN!
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    Speak off the histogram rift raft shim sham
    make the day go away gimme a plan/
    don't need pathetic like beef, don't need aesthetics like gimmicks
    too much for one emcee to mimic enticed by money, fame and sheer limits to gimmicks/
    bring off the hooks styling mind boggling score shattering
    rebound scoring opportunities like wilt's one hundred point game/
    don't the mind vilest witty lyricist
    take these darts practice isolationism as soon as I spit e'm/
    flip flows insert chosen bylines get cha headlines
    temper iodine mind mines given Nobel prize time/
    unwise cooked chief beef stew every time we beef
    eat beats like lunch-meat trying sandwich me between what's real and who's fake/
    leave most bars quick pro quotient potency
    with a little latency trying to remain decently
    distilled like whiskey before being served chilled/
    costumed chinks in the armor
    laundry listed dissed flicks skin spit cha snake plisken/
    rip through the barnacles armed miracles cats asking me
    why chaotically rip when you can technical spit/
    asking for the metaphors is like asking for
    bus tours of the underworld with nothing but girls/

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    My insanity panics me frantically frankly apathy is created savagely escalating casualties calculating average wages for death & enslavement of heads congested with central intelligence weapons commencing electrical connections dispensing through out cerebellums infected visual conceptions of corrupted political deceptions interjected with hot lead ejecting is how I’m flex my perception, vigilant resilient & magnificent with the magnitude of my altitude to splatter grey matter & watch a pool of blood gather while people scream & scatter I chatter to my sadistic self & question my mental health



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    intelligent tell it gents scripts that dent so repent
    move rapid i wrap it up fence style defense
    slashed on your first try blood squirts from eye
    the left one rest in peace son i bury da scum
    you don't want to battle the won
    the confucious of confusion that threw sons
    over bridges trophy bagged livers
    this isn't Necro but a horrific negro
    rappers built off ego's catch heat slow
    crunched on like taco's played out like paco's
    get hard when i spot hoes fitting to get my top blown
    drop it heavy like i dropped stones
    stabbing my tongue everytime i spit these sharp poems
    that part bones know your hearts owned
    in front of the door-step you lay wet your whores wept
    until i beat that pussy know their off their feet swept



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    Hell razah

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    born defiant, rhyme allignment timed out climax
    chin strapping vortexs know the way, to a long road ahead/
    vegetation morphed like mentstration phaser rifle strifling timed out times
    finger force damned out courses warp driving time out living know my misgivings/
    wyvern armed leveling deviling details feed the braile watch me read cha mind
    with psychic intent brinks bonds ink palms know my techniques make old emcees speak/
    never naughty eastward bound shipping down claws teeth out cha brouds/
    my mongols are sincere as any battling crew specializing in bars recongized
    dead locked faded rocks pile on watch them march with april and may behind e'm/

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    I dismember rappers egos repo your son away he go with one shot from the eagle,
    Roll in a Regale step out & bust shots at you Negro, thatís how we roll me & my people borderline evil when we let that thing go heat flow no speech though just reach low, for the AK do the speaking as far as we know, strictly lethal, shit anit sweet & shit anit equal, illegal minded defined defiant with a criminal alliance, our days are numbered like we in solitary confinement, still thinking out the box trying to beat the clock like Iím playing chess the kid is hot like dirty guns used to splatter knots in cases where cops still trying to figure out the murder plots, whatís the verdict hops, revenge is a dish better served cold but I serve it hot, double-O buck out the shotty so close probably set fire to your body, the gawd be dodgy, My Boricuas art be cold & heartless out the darkness banging uncharted misery to mark their targets I spit the hardest never mind bones & cartridge, snatch the soul out your carcass just to get it started



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