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Cataclysmic craters are remnants to ones greater
Got a grip like darth vader when you fuckin with my paper In a world of corporate raiders all traders are traitors Not worth the air they breath nor the cobra they keep tucked in the sleeve Known to keep heads rockin like christopher reeves I break down how this world deceives and I don't believe in none of its riches But those that lack freedom tend to be broke bitches And I'm tired of this chain disguised as a clock when the they print more money To keep the senators on lock and presidents suckin cock For prime time slots and an army of robots
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
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water to simmer my flames as i bathe in lava body your honor
it's like swimming bleeding in a river full of pirahna's your infliction karma nirvana add on the drama draw with weapons, and stencils painting pictures on corners paint is bloody red hot lead protects my canvas get blasted by your own gun that was fam handed
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My guts are pouring all over the pavement, stumbling over my own bloody enslavement, we don't own this world, just payin rent, maybe I'm better off with a bow, arrows and tent, Testament is the scent on the bushes where I piss, I walk the world a ghost so when you shoot you're bound to miss, kiss angels dangled from the star-spangled, its not a dream deferred, its hope annihilated marked by the bloodstains on the curb
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The People's Champ
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Spoke words that left the glass shattered, fragmented all that mattered and the pieces could never be made whole again, original sin was kin pointing the finger at those next to him and shouting "I'm not like them" and so the mind was divided, paranoid of those they confided, he sided only with himself, his heart a barren shelf as the cupboard stayed empty and no hunger could tempt thee to regain nourishment, the time spent in his mental cage was distrust distilled to rage and one that could not be saved when the mind turns into both master and slave
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Junior Member
Join Date: May 2011
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I say look how like a miracle
I walk straight up to you tall as a pinacle even though I heard that you're so synical of me I know what you got but I give mine for free like charity your lackin so you need to see my shit need to do summit put more weight behind your hit get lucky got balls to fuck with me all the better for rippin' em off can't you see it's how I roll just like a barrel I shoot your rhymes down like bow n' arrow Forget the bones I can chill you to your marrow you may have flow but I fly like a sparrow I weave and dive lyrically leave none alive you reckon you're sharp my tongue cuts like knife you throw shit lose your focus I feed on all that's left like a locust this is how I get grim- no frills I kick back rip it n' pop you like pills with my hand don't need a real gun here to stand I'm on demand and you're on your way out dig MC Nin's serious shinobi shout. |
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The People's Champ
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Black hole avocado, money making bravado that stays so low the flow go through underwater caves to gain your freedom you gotta first recognize you're a slave its ok to be brave in this world of crooks that got a castle on every corner of the game, metaphor that gave the piece the name, we can't blame greed for taking over when we walk with cold shoulders and refuse to be bolder
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TRIBU MILITIA
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: Killa Hill....10304
Posts: 1,563
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Our culture under attack, watch your back, grab you gat, we busting back but not like that, freedom of speech is how to react, reactivate your brain play your game they ready no your name, number & all of that, they watch your gains, what you bought, what you sold hold your weight up, up in gold, watch the road for the change, they’re ready got you change, bank control the game, reign of blood money stained, they keep your brain preoccupied with fame, they rape & mame its all the same when you look at all the names that past away due to injustice & ruckus in conjunction with having nothing, it’s something to control your mind, keep you confined to your chains, you’re a slave anit nothing changed but the game, same rules apply do or die, freedom is my state of mind …………….peace stay free....fake records...
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The People's Champ
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They're classic animals classed as parasitic cannibals, feasting and leaching,hypocritic when they're preaching, hymning minds when the y're reaching, teaching by not teachin, and it seep in that you can build a house by tearing down walls, put in a skylight and watch the empire fall. Brawl like a ninja with an invisible cloak, they're dead by the time they notice the smoke, factions that practice addition by su traction, ignite minds that break binds in a chain reaction expand like a fractal outta fractions,the mathematics is where it all happens'...'............peace fam
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Junior Member
Join Date: Dec 2011
Location: Joplin, Missouri
Age: 23
Posts: 38
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Cookie cutter raps, yo stick to playin craps instead – maybe you have better luck
all the kids in this thread can’t be winnin that bread cuz they spread like butter, I only stutter when I have to meet a bitch’s mother wonderin’ if she know that I busted a nutter in her clutter, like smeared jiff never lift a spliff keep it pure herb, don’t dilute lungs like blood in the Nile water disturbed but anyway battles aint my style, I prefer to drop knowledge on a beat all the while crawl ten miles and then break into a dead sprint, judge my velocity and get ya ass bent complete all missions I’m tasked with, and meditate on decisions as fools flip and falter, not my fault that you got stranded like Gibralter – surrounded by snakes and cowards with their hands out, I’m empowered by simple acts so I kick the facts and cut away the slack like the mic cord you holdin your flow is like a dolphin in an old frozen pond, if you need I’ll throw ya the bronze shake the silver out your pockets, pull them golden teeth out yo sockets so you can croak like a frog and watch life pass by life a rocket you couldn’t find the way if you was lead by Davey Crockett so while I’m hittin Sacagawea, like Cast Away all you got is an old locket |
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black pope
Join Date: Mar 2006
Posts: 896
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concoctin' the proper formula of mangela doctors for gorin' ya
kinda akward cameras recordin ya while ya pourin guts sick smiling more with cuts, stuffed in the taurus trunk luck has been poor as fuck, love how them corpses stunk somethin like dahmers frige, nothin' to calm ya shit flow's clean as an amish bitch with mama's tits son, im beyond ya grip, your non-legit dreams have all gone to shit, ill bomb ya bitch at her moms or her honda whip, a pawn for dick cuz she love how the sausage fit, her sauces drip she lost her grip, couldnt help but to cop a sit |
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tha agent of sickness
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cop a sit...pop a bitch and doctor clitz,back alley ginoGOREocologist,ripped out tha fake and left em hollow tits,abolishment,Priest and triple 6 recive acknowledgement for hollow tips that follow kids,implode they brainz and cause sum SHIT,
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black pope
Join Date: Mar 2006
Posts: 896
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kids,implode they brainz and cause sum SHIT..
open frames with mossberg spit splatter tops with cinder-blocks 'n bricks impossible for docs to stitch the slop 'n grit that's pouring all out across the hips.. uh, priest 'n eversick, spit this ugly buckin sigs at'cha wiz while ya kids is stumbling out'cha crib, so bloody they slip when running shit, it's funny, 'n sweet like it's dipped in honey yea our brains fucked up, but we gets it done g with bludgeonous bats to stomachs, one swing cunt deep, as we latch the trunk in, sluts sleep twist cuban wraps of the dumb shit, glass 'n dust hits these bitches they act redundant after one hit we trashin they fuckin cunt lips, done dissed so bad no rational man would touch it! hahaha, ugly broad, go fix what's hangin' kiss the pavement, you'll probly get flipped 'n raped then with a bayonet tip, we slippin' way in stake our claim in, elbowing ya shit with flagrants in the name of world peace, this is satan! |
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black pope
Join Date: Mar 2006
Posts: 896
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black vans 'n camo drab..
on some A team shit with the rambo mags get'cha fuckin spleen split with a sambo jab save clips for the ammo stash mufucka.. duck cover, 'for slugs push some fucks upward its your last meal with Christ, swine supper verbal casings disperse as we hurdle paving shits be piercing as screams of an urkel raping stay chiefin that purple daily we maxin.. waxin bitches, fracture ass ends kidnappin em slapped in the van when class ends bitch get yo ass in! a sad story.. they found the bitch maad gory out in fields she was burried in bags poorly so coyotes was passin 'n tracked shorty smellin' scents.. hellish stench, teeth bloody 'n nails were drenched as the whole pack ravished entrails 'n flesh they sent her to hell a mess.. |
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sent her to hell a mess,more than devilish,thoughts brought by loaded magnum,these bitches beggin for hollow tipz,never the less,injest son..an relish the best..,,Underground MCZ that split ya frame insane,,and choke out ya breath,2012 son..will fuckin beat u 2 death,cardiac arrest in ya chest,beleve me,Roman exorsisms dont even take THIS much finesse,ITZ OVER sent back in time universal rhyme soldiers,..shapeshift this makeshift reality sober,the overloader,circut busting electrical volter,polevaulting axes in ya grill for extra london olympic exposure,so laugh at the past,n cry to the future,chained in Priests basment is ure placement untill its time to induce ya,seduce ya with eyes that drift from innocents to rape an polute ya,u get what u give and a worthless shell perfectly suits ya...
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black pope
Join Date: Mar 2006
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priest n eversick, to hell with you losers ring ya mufuckin bells with the ruger we survived the pits of hell tippin booze up stayin blunted ..with pussy that play in covens thru they snatches we traffic that cake to ovens cave ya lungs in, spit vapors from flamin onions we giants, like babe 'n bunyon, slangin' axes.. lumberjack masked crackaz whos cravin' blackness thoughts illlogic profane 'n our brains is backwards yo the crow 'n the jokers our favorite actors cuz them fuckers is DEAD! under graves in pastures if you breathe we dont like you, the same as pastors slice you, view what's inside like we breakin' passwords yo we stays on our grind like a page in Thrasher heavybag mufuckaz that hang from rafters beat with clubs, fuck tiger, WE play the Masters 'why we's callin the shots' like its blazers/mavericks crusty blood on these clothes thrown in stanky hampers suds erupt from the soap when erasing splatters left'em stuck on the rope with they faces battered pedals stuck to the floor, we evade the capture |
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