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    Quote Originally Posted by Lil' Ruger View Post
    build a new sears tower to be the emblem of hip-hop's power
    im tryna empower the cowards cuz i only got 24 hours
    i devoured knowledge and over came tribulations
    meditate with infinite patience ive been waiting
    for decades when my tech spray your rhymes decay
    my gun play will one day be passed on im great
    ate with guerillas and associate with the same likes
    high as a kite still write with the same might
    the same fingers same pen and the same mindstate it just elevated
    from the grain ive never deviated
    i give a fukk wat u skeezers made bitch
    imperial styles my rhymes are vile its what i need to take the title
    throw in the towel because your finished
    keystyle freestyles diminish you minute stack
    you rap about ya crack nigga ya wack
    i dont even handle dollaz like that i aint frontin
    tryna get my hustle on but its producin nuttin
    already sayin fukk school and i aint the type for college
    but how could a 14 year old spit with so much knowledge?
    niggas say my raps are mindless i say there timeless
    but half you niggas wouldnt tell me Your spineless
    im always gettin picked up no matter what the crime is
    young black and unguided undecided whether or not my emotions are undevided
    my tears are all gone from lack of use this the truth
    never spit like this in a minute gettin loose
    now what you gonna do the clock has stopped
    you talk about the rocks you got nigga thats awful ock
    its killbot if u dont comprehend change ya frequency
    dont ever let no nigga tell u wat u need to be
    i seem to be just another NIGGER
    who talks about figures and pulls triggers on other NIGGERS
    and how bout you like nas dont you wanna be a nigger to
    this is the realest ive spit in ages flippin packs like books and pages
    im amazed with hot laced darts the common white folk disregard our art
    now im a part of a new movement its not a movement just lookin for change
    the word NIGGER still here thats not our name call us michael rasheed or Darius
    and we all the same stop havin whites compared to us
    i fukk a white bitch or black bitch i dont have preconceived notions
    im deep like the ocen spittin a verbal potion and ill end it on this bar
    it dont matter the color of the bitch my dick still get hard.
    dam no feed on this?

    Killbot Beats 2008 NIGGGAAAAAAAAA
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    Quote Originally Posted by Lil' Ruger View Post
    dam no feed on this?
    ...the work is nice. .5kutskeleton, bigot, ruger, who else, props mean prop. sport or vocation...

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lil' Ruger View Post
    dam no feed on this?
    not gonna front, considering age, real nice. my fault. even throwin that out, ur still raw. keep polishin ur sword..
    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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    the sun shining bright, be blinding life to a time table
    any stroke of good luck? naw, I work for my paper
    for infinity shapes, apeshit I might go, on dice players
    tithes to me...
    ...fine cuties, not much rap to kindly face me
    potential children? no evidence to waste, see
    my credential’s building, more evidence it’s Gabriel
    the hiatus though respected, but I’m living
    now in the present, listen now as I present
    a living condition nobody know how to navigate
    but the chosen showcase a map, not the right-of-way
    a duty of the righteous just not to hide-away
    get ‘em sacrificed ‘til the time and day mine’s the way
    I mine the ways, any steps taken to find my safe
    no way in, no way out, steps taken to find escape...

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    Default Stainz

    roots grounded in the foundation of South Chiolin
    my grave faces west
    mist and foul stenches surround my shell's shroud
    sounds in the wind, yang's breath
    my frame ejects spent casins left deliberately
    detectives diligently collect evidence against me
    technique written so deep Hulk couldn't lift the sheets
    photosynthetic artifacts systematicly bled from me
    scrolls credited with sharpenin tracks
    principalities, lessons bred true genetics
    digitech connection methods
    stretched wide and injected with viruses
    wireless fire script coalesces
    pourin rested and wreckless messages pirated
    redness drips then gets crystalized to sniff
    venomous webs spit
    silent with spinnin knives and swift
    my ancient mind exists in a distant place and time
    blades achin to fly, they pace
    waiting to taste the lives of lames cryin
    the chains shake then break from my iron cage
    a white rage directed at protectin a dyin way of life
    each day a fight with claimed a-alikes
    fatal strikes rotate veins and stain mics
    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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    Default Pale Solution

    clouds race
    shrouds in place surrounding my ancient frame
    sounds fade from sacrifices made in my name
    raised cradle to grave as slaves to my appetites
    last rites on stages black as night
    baptized and publicly knived at the height of sunlight
    her blood ignites
    I burst from the crust, tongue wise
    the return of christ is better scripted than this corrupt mind
    something reminds me, rewind to line three
    waves spray from veins seperated
    flesh, moist and fresh began to slake achin taste buds
    handcuffed,
    nuns raised as sluts raise our suns
    their baby lungs duplicated
    mutilation is viewed as safe,
    no way we'd let you choose the patients of the day
    patience framed my creations of clay
    paisley vases and pasty caved faces decay rapidly in solutions
    here view the tragedy of Yacub's truth
    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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    the popular vote has spoken
    Barack, the block's hope assaults the slopes
    this doctor of prose slaughters popes
    their offerings stolen from coffins eroded
    souls are sold to gods on altars of gold
    never falter, my letters author a sharper image to unfold
    stick it to critics and polls
    liquid tickets, we're gettin into the big show
    my kin get no visits from Hill-Billies in cities controlled
    remy explodes on plenty of roads semis patrolled
    give me what's owed or I'm forced to feast on soles
    stormin through forests this beast of street scrolls bleeds oil
    mistreated seeds and soil weep for Wu
    green greedy heathens dilute wisdom with silent prisons and schools
    I mine minds for fuel
    crewel lyes are illusions, the cruelest lies advised as truth
    my booth is lined in diamonds
    my great white tooth is shinin iron firin the flies lyin in your food
    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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    building material solid...
    ...I’m working to make my way back to the okay corral
    posting up, sure enough to show enough flava’
    now, israel got the work but ain’t apt to application
    in the proper text
    I ain’t gotta’ submit applications
    ain’t really looking for a job, but I know judas [iscariot] in the closet tucked
    like a’ old dusty suit, getting dusted off, now you know that’s fucked
    and lucipher, ya’ know whassup, it ain’t about the rap
    when you know you gotta’ let him go, I ain’t about the crap
    they can doubt what it is with tone, but you know what
    11:45 is...you saying I won’t show up?
    then is nimrod supposed to fill the slot and what-not
    with the skin I’m in, shii, ain’t it suicide to go out
    always been feeling like cain about smash this nigga brain dead
    I wasn’t paranoid for nothing after-all, shit is flamin’
    moved to ways to maneuver the rock and maintain then
    rose from the dead to have peter get closer to abel
    so the game messed up, been that way before he came here
    talking that shit, when niggas called up, he calm with that shit
    when niggas caught up, be warned I’m that nig’ regardless
    a.c., be up in a.c. my ways is retarded
    ate a’ angel, parted her with my leg, then departed
    mafia down or mafia down, what is the bargain
    start of a chinese year of the red rat is all then
    end of the chinese year of the red rat, it’s on him
    hush bitches, don’t even speak unless I call on you
    anything nice is getting heisted, I’m all on you’z...
    ...lol, trying’ have me die cracking up
    telling girl God is not moving this world? don’t ask me none
    about shit, I’m here to collect, nigga, that’s it
    yeah, corrupted by them south philly guidelines, that’s script...
    ...trues, heat, heat...

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    Default Cn Anylyzt

    split decision quotes
    businesses toted in spokesman's pockets
    my brokers plotted global
    provoked insurgents services for profit/prophet
    trace the curve of lady-like thirty eights
    their burden is the dirtiest weight
    placement deserved, in her purse are murderous fates
    shaken, not stirred
    politics stir on block porches now
    CHIolin's own golden child goes for the crown
    he provokes crowds with oratory performances
    he plays coronary accordians on demand aloud
    enforcin standards the commander is proud on camera
    but when candid, admits his campaign isn't shit
    reprimanded for his answer's slip
    the championship is still at hand for the kid
    for him this wasn't supposed to exist
    focused on this hopeful openin O begins
    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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    ...yeah, some kid from the pitts told me about the o man
    I guess it makes sense my pop ain't put on a trojan
    busted in boston, wonder if I was made on a slow jam
    mah' named me, the birthplace? south philly no man's
    land I landed on...german doctor, vertical c-section
    mom popped a shot in her c-section
    busy looking for the shotgun, she lived was the outcome
    we here, so we outnumber the lies they want us under
    the lives they want put under, what they used to do it
    hip-hop? shii, it'd be news to you if
    I said we the origin of it, nyc niggas would be buggin'
    trying a' brush us off like they always busy frontin'
    but look, the game gets played 'til the game's finished
    the more time wasted on not paying up credit
    the more lives are wasted on the waste of talent
    my circle impenetrable, 2K wanted to challenge
    ah'ight 2K's when I mailed my nigga hitler [in prison]
    said welcome to the eternal damnation, nigga
    it's been what it is since paul the apostle's murder
    seems, but I'm still piecing ay'thing up in the verdict
    I just don't like michael cain, don't know me at all
    talking 'bout a' angel turned man, not the movie star
    yah'mean, but look, just purchase my books and all
    for more in formation, if I made it as the author...
    ...open & shut 'cause only certain ones with callings...
    ...[how the buildings go and how guerrillas go about they business about it, how I feel as though, there's not a time for breaks]...

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    I was born with the leader's burden
    seven horns
    this beast burnin was driven even further
    kingdom seek ye first, my feet dirt
    eat from the street's plate
    achin, bleedin, weak from thirst and pain
    agency serviced, my surface is plain
    blood thirsty ducks hunt for crumbs, searchin in vain
    only the nervous refrain, I traverse murderous terrain
    to a scientist's mind the earth's curvature is a plane
    perverted turns of phrases get terminated
    served on plates to yang's bird of prey
    called a nerd but never to my face
    work veins from outer to innerspace
    limp with weights as I ventilate this promiscuous interface
    limitless and dense, FrankenSense slays
    emotionless, distant, driven to drift in waves of smoke
    I strain for the page's stroke
    for days I would lay in containment waitin to grow
    I wasted gold given on shows,
    nameless programs chosen to choke man,
    my flow is a plan
    righteous notes nourishing the plants of the planet's clansmen
    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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    white sands hid any lighted lamps our clansmen planned out
    chiolin's champion howls
    penmanship drifts, sentenced by clowns
    business is now government
    crowds party covered by clouds
    so u put up numbers? be proud
    but while you poundin our boat's bein grounded
    no alarm was sounded and now this unarmed man stands surrounded
    branded a candid killa of townships
    twisted strands of cannons split ur brow swift
    darkness shrouds proudly given gifts
    darts lay forgotten, traded for prophet margins
    dodge chargers the blocks harbor sharpened for revenge
    all I can do with this heart is drop the cards clenched
    I go hard for the fence pitchin particles from pens
    no guardin when I offend 85% critics
    yeah, I really did it
    surprised by appearance, just hear it, NIGGA LISTEN!
    there's a big difference, isn't it?
    I keep forgettin the ignorant aren't sensitive
    they were the water in genesis I built the ark in defence against...
    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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    the write hand of man rights with justice
    fires of lighting brushes
    retirees firin muskets lined with mustard
    riotous hustlaz cryin toughness but lie crushed
    cry the beloved country
    my mind rumbles and punishes thieves
    it all comes to me as I summon crumblin leaves
    my knowz stumble, runnin green
    ur king's destruction was conducted with ease
    I touch the streets' veins with the feet of Cain
    bleedin, the mysteries were plane from whence he came
    prince of the breeded page
    each is explained within the limits of your tenuous frames
    imprinted on sheets of rage
    my peace is a blade seperatin lame heads from vertebrae
    I spit reasons the seasonz change
    heartbeats rearranged by each rain the beast reigned
    the gleam of my teeth is so evil that most believe it to be fake
    but Frank, Yang, Skeez, cranes and snakes just ate the plate...
    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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    see, yeah, I'm feeding from my pastlives
    I'm freedom in a trap, don't make any sense for me to act right
    why air density's that tight?
    the cover story? cold cases like the heart of alaska
    my hand gripped around my enemy's pulse, his diastole
    look at gabriel, and lemme' know where da'nero be at
    can't hide out in philly, shit ain't built to be that
    see, I'm saying, shit ain't built to keep that if you need that
    security, the breach be you ain't heed what I speak, black
    they hearing yahdah-yahdah and stuck in a daze like there's no tomorra'
    hustling they talk for my soul to borrow?
    ain't knocking a hustle, but the productivity loss
    gon' have us as history, not in history, boss
    I'll squeeze the life out of a scout looking for mines
    just a matter of hooking up a combo of lines
    trip-wire shit, not wired-for-sound
    if you a vet [military], try to keep quiet, don't make a sound...

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    Silence is worth more blocks of gold than Fort Knox could hold/
    my warlocks are cold wit the battleaxe but more rocks are sold/
    poor blocks are strolled by knowledge needers fiendin for Franklins/
    cockin heaters, them bottom-feeders can feast on my plankton/
    I need a vacation from these slum aberrations, bum applications/
    some act as slaves on the run from the fun of gun grabbin brazen/
    crumb snatchin, chasin ancient byways of infinite mythology/
    coincident pathology common to offsprings of British colonies/
    follow me to Polynesian isles, all the while I wildly flip styles/
    my guys will spit vile, yo dead words attract flies like shit piles/
    I defecate on yo monumental mentals, I desecrate yo temples/
    go elevate yo phonetics, hire telekinetics to escalate yo pencils...

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