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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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Straighten out cha, stretch out cha metaphors
straight thumping and bumping whether flexing muscles or flexing linguistic talents It's a Lyrical Workout....It's Lyrical Law being laid y’all I make your weak emcees shit til their rectums tears you ain't got no cross to bear, I got the right to rip microphones to dust/ hate the fated weight cha waited never debated making out cha bucket list what the fuck is this, your two bit bars are chicken shit wouldn't be worth shit if you was chicken soup diddling in Diddy's coup/ verbal loops doom groups tired out minds couldn't recycle their numbers even if they were reconstructed as Primes/ do the time chef up the crime fester in dwellings I ain't buying what cha selling/ quit cha swanky leg belly aching my bacon be sizzling chizzling out words from stone when your ice melts you'll still be alone/ own clone never known see how I taken a thrown of bones watch clones roam the land looking for the L-O-R-D/ chaotically clashing with titians whiten your teeth your gums are too clean so you must bite down and grip the pen and pad/ graduate iron out tramps tims never temple trample camp out on Mount Rushmore snipe head snatchers patch up gigabytes when HTML code writes information to disc/ watch me spit multiple bars clutching cobras heads watch venom splish splash click clash as I should have carpel-tunnel for penning bars this long, and gaming this strong/ got cha DJ's saying wheres you flames doused out into ashes like dames watch cha confidence,emotion and disposition demise when your weaker than Kanye West doing Auto-Tune/ punch out cha lights, gotcha thought process shrinking you ain't puzzling worms with cha weak belated wordplay/ dominate the ball game like The Mavericks swept the Lakers who you faking when you ain't even parrying or fainting correctly/ I chin check cash threats, The S-H is the best even doubt cha checking for thee have at the verses I strike thunder like THOR giving it to you RAW/ asking me where i've been, what i've been doing all this time if you occupy me you'll see nothing but SPACE and time/ divide by WHY understand how in the realm did this come to be prelivant intricate accent why rip it when I can wrap with ATOMS splitting/ Straighten out cha, stretch out cha metaphors straight thumping and bumping whether flexing muscles or flexing linguistic talents It's a Lyrical Workout....It's Lyrical Law being laid y’all sincerely your truly The Lord of Chaos
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NON IGNORANT... Last edited by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS; 05-21-2011 at 12:55 AM. |
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