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    Default over .. Kick in the door - biggie instrumental

    i woke up to scars on my chest and a hard an erect dick
    blood on it all over the place gotta clean it up quick FUCK SHIT
    its spillin outta my wrist wait .. if the bloods on my wrist and my dick
    then fuck a bitch im jerkin my dick wit jergens on it
    ever since i emerged and i slid outta my moms clit
    i been slicker then wet pussy and on the low like a nick
    followin retarded kids to they crib to hit him with bricks
    got immune deficiancy disorder so its easier for me to get sick
    spit fifs clack the clip till it stick and or it click
    like a group of ya tightest nigs make ya set dip juelz and jim
    church bells choir sing burn out in the lot full throttle
    stumble up the aisles like broke boats in archipelagos
    stand up to the preacher the demons follow my motto
    raise the auto at the clergy smack the preacher wit my bottle
    tell the band to kick me a gospel rap and start dissin god
    if they dont burnas to temple like centrally heated synagogues
    i should invent a squad a cult with devilish inner thoughts
    that stalk alleys in new yawk and poke pork wit pitch forks
    and make a muslim devour the swine dour powers my mind
    dip it in sherm do the worm stand up turn and do a line
    thats a line dance call taylor swift so i can impale her ribs
    tie her up to my bed by her arms and legs crucifix nail the bitch
    harder then an ignorant kids lid when u speakin figurative
    murder direvatives im in ya crib wit ya wiz and kids
    she bleedin from her clitoris and ya little man is lickin it
    duct tape her beaver im puttin it on and rippin it
    hickory dickory im on deck wit bodys at the dock
    smokin la la la private stock drive my car off the pier and watch
    nigga im tired of buyin this cut up shit they supplyin
    im tryin to go to columbia and run with a lion
    while on coke plus i smoke got the lungs of the iron giant
    strung out with a white bitch lookin like barbara streissand
    and im prescribin pills like a doctor the mind of a mobster monster
    contra swag of frank sinatra crackin lobster at the opera
    they bars is below average my basement above they attic
    im snappin pictures of little bitches snatches at junior beauty pageants (just imagine)
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    You don't know techwon....
    best check ya arms, your swag is my face rag
    you ain't even confident enough too be legit to quit/
    those headaches you faking get cooked in a pot like bacon
    slacking never jacking pack 4-5's driven lives off cliffs watch cha step/
    check the dope my fiends be dreams dreeds in the prime dimed
    off the latch patch the claps now you don't know techwon/
    don't even need to get into with clips my speeches be warrior lite
    calm down the palm tree feed cha gamblers need to luck the draw/
    puck the raw, gut cha boy, slut cha whore, fluck your noir
    flip flames jip games spit cha notches plot cha paths now the wraths be blood baths,
    action packed jumping jacks don't get cha the traction you need to win/
    see this ain't super this is just a man with a plan
    concoct action plans in comical lines that action orrieinated/
    ill fated development open relivance my mind in quiver sliver deliever snide drivel
    pivtol magic ain't how this tragedy is going to be solved, you know my resolve/

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    run the throne before sun-heat is blown then your over-thrown
    over the cliff read my lips as i lower the spliff shown
    you rehab emcee's fiending to get stoned
    you baby rappers get grown or get gone
    it's easy to spar but when battle comes your the weed in the jar
    the black hole swallowed star that didn't get far
    and fuck kanye i'll show em chrome power gun-powder
    to bloody the chest hairs shirt stained bullets that shower
    these heathens running with cowards feeding the flowers
    in this game you b-boys catch it like those 2 towers
    while i get head and spread from your red haired hoe for half-an -hour



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

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    I pay homage with fire flaming comets beyond ya comments my heartís harden on my way to to
    stardom over break beats like crazy legs feet I got recipes so swift & explosive, like this loaded dirty 357 Iím holding, reduce you & introduce you to heaven or hell, whatever compels you soul to tell you the lies you hide behind, Iím beyond your realm & time so why come tell you rhymes to these def ears of mine you cant reach my depth & prime intricate intellect concepts of rhythm architect & design, to be honest Iím a bomb threat to your whole chaotic nonsense knock you unconscious, in conclusion my street logic beet boxing heat options like which toolie you wanna get popped with it, I get it poppin like dom perignon with heavy arms smoking the place out like cherry bombs



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    Leave mobs clearly appalled by what they're hearing drop,
    Snipers pop peas before they rock beats in sinking pods
    Delete thoughts from hard feeds to appease pagan gods,
    Stay lean and box like Apollo creed,
    Bring modern sheep to the slaughter and drown them in dollar seas
    Plant gardens with rotten seeds,
    Reap departed dreams with death's scythe in this this cycle of sleep...
    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...

    -.5Kut

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    My psyche’s deep like going to war with seven enemies on seven seas
    Deadly recipes enter me through poisonous feeds & this polluted air I breathe
    Kamikaze life style wild foul focus like clouds of confusion creating illusion
    Contusions amusing my psychological nerve endings pulling triggers
    Triggering the venomous blood to shift, Drift in & out of consciousness
    My conscious is anonymous pop locking spits popping shit like diarrhea flows
    so nasty hold your nose the stench can ignite the ozone & cause ET to phone home



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    Spiral view violet blue acid sight tripping forget the coke your doomed sniffing
    I'll be there to snatch the keys robbing your shipment
    large keys in the trunk bass rattles my system thumps
    i catch a maverick on my round pound will dump
    hot lead blew his head all over the bed-spread
    cargo carried by the uncle tom dread
    wearing fake fronts unofficial snakes slumped
    act up once get dealt with round raider
    snatch the tips off waiters slice em open the cut creator
    I'm not amused until your bruised
    my thesis would have Confusus confused
    I'm a rhyming tool you fools refused to fued
    no operations coon you and the doc are doomed
    tied up in the waiting room full of toxic fumes



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

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    these rap forces combined with crash courses run majors like horses
    Driving to dump corpses blasting Necro nauseous
    the interior cleaning cost us ain't got jack-in-the-pot
    i got hit but know i'm back in the spot
    spotting your back ran down the track tracked shot
    glide into the light dynamic how i dine on your might



    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 destiny's trajectory is actually blasphemy
    magic gadgetry stacked in back of me
    a cavalry of six personalities, ten mental faculties
    the space banker of galaxies
    shape changer practically harnessing the majesty of elemental alchemy
    casting lyrical miracles mathematically inside a digital livable hero's fantasy
    a flame is actually spherical in zero gravity


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    pwns opponents trying to attone for it
    never nathan faded waited lamen terms leave you over worked like a sweat shop/
    petro crops knocking out blocks side effects mind wrecked
    when i intercept chin check pin up ya set to the bricks and mortors unleaded, unloaded/
    unobtainable drama side farm frowns from crowns i got thorns in the place of horns
    come off the goth dropped like death in checks that ain't been cashed yet/
    at depths the best couldn't be kept to one's self
    back from the hell you just witnessed had to forget it/
    and settle all debts, double down trouble town bubble goose
    firing squads makes a tax seem as we requisite spit out cha requirements
    after you die/

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    two verses from my arsenal

    my flows are radio-active against these radio rappers
    clap on clappers flee to avoid capture
    me and my dime boning after respect the Ronan master
    projectile disaster shaking down candy rappers
    i pitch faster fists cracked ya i'm slick dapper
    slap em up and watch em twitch after
    crew thick cowards run laps pot-heads purchase the son's sacks
    my dime holding big-ones i stay folding
    we all die one day so let's live 4 the moment
    vocals I'm toning two-step stomp you phonies before it's the cops they phoning

    Word to wu we form like voltron until all the volts gone
    bagging up fake shit the concious coke don
    get your thoughts blown with a fitted on
    know the streets are blood-spill Lebanon
    i go off like eleven bombs so many soldiers gone
    memories i'm smoking on remember how members of my circle strong
    unbreakable bond til death do us we thought
    everything changed dreams destroyed by gun-shots
    it's like the earth stopped when son dropped
    Last edited by Mantra; 10-24-2011 at 10:57 AM.



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

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    what the blood chained charmed armed mind bring the bomb
    know how driven schower howard never a duck when i'm bucking shots/
    hovering pots pimping slots minds are what i rock with abstract visuals
    speak in usual slang leave you banged out like you just got gang banged/
    hang a bar out cha mind don't drop the soap when you get yoked up
    never saw a duck i didn't wanna fuck raw,oooooooh baby i like it raw/
    shimmy shimmy rip it raw flip a bar rip it harder than a vortex
    inject cha next i'm repping the set of the section and we're 9 minds combine/
    you had to deal wit the one sectiom member who didn't wanna kill now
    sick as charlie chapellin before he started yapping and rapping/
    speak off the topic gimme a subject matter too much to scatter
    rip a flow gimme a bar so i can take it away...../
    bringing it back buddah palm chaotic charm
    made bonds broken chains taken away pains/
    made names shown ways flown fades
    game guards often a rawring lord/
    sonned cha homes bringing poems
    got known associates we quotant potent/
    notice of the well done sold cha coal
    potching the gold for another sword in the fold/
    shame on ya when ya step through tooooo
    the new lyrical assassin Cuse-Town Zoooo/
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    branded glock shape got my belly marked ski mask mits and kicks its the bandit in the black leather jacket battletin battalions ten fold cold weather dressed for the occasion m.c. assasination be the mission heat burn through yo weak fricction ya spit ficction out of bounds far from your jurisdiction freeze pistons spark beef pistolz glisine yo engine bleed in this street prison greef got you death wishing instead of storytelling ya need to seek wisdom third eye shine prizm real life die trying to fuck with a killah intuition torcher is the order to kill is my only fuction step out of line get yo kids turned up missin see i be that terrorist above fuck yall go to war we been fighting the elite swift with the strike of my technique you all cant harm me we take on entire nations armys kill me and there a hundred mees to take my place ease up feather weights we the new government and im the first president reconize who the god body bee game reconize game just like you can spot a lame when you see one rather see you die why try to preach em feast begun charge the battle scene to beatdrums rapping as i take action ak blasting gernade launching and bazooka bombing yo sqadron cyber age technology warfare none compare to the upper hand two simple rules supply and demand kill or be killed I laugh as you die at the tiny hands of cold stares on the face of child hitman who dont care

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    brace for impact driven axes smash galatics applicate armed desolate prominate
    armed dominate accomplish tapes in approximation fazer lazer brazen amazing/
    spider wider fire fighter wide might thor jack pack a flow in ya pocket like andramada
    karma comment john carpenter gremlin master barns when you bate cha switch/
    spit blizzard wayward Zechs zoom cross boundless ways slayed in timed trimmed
    cha trees fees fame dreamed out cha Z's breeze fated carnage pound cha slarmish/
    clasp driven stake knifes wives get thrives off of the four last lives of a cat
    pat cha down plaster minds through washes like times, through forces you/

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    Quote Originally Posted by Mumm Ra View Post
    my destiny's trajectory is actually blasphemy
    magic gadgetry stacked in back of me
    a cavalry of six personalities, ten mental faculties
    the space banker of galaxies
    shape changer practically harnessing the majesty of elemental alchemy
    casting lyrical miracles mathematically inside a digital livable hero's fantasy
    a flame is actually spherical in zero gravity
    you just owned this shit fam!



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

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