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01-10-2008, 07:28 PM
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SkellaTon Official
Yang's disciple
made a name breakin ciphas flame ignite dangerous mind crack codes blade slice, the bastard's cold crater strikes then laugh in the snow the sonned rise, the last 2 know blood runs, the fastest flow kut blunts and ashes float on bic pens, a bee focused the beat locust keep treatin em and keep chokin simply formin on streets swarmin from low ends to henry hornets fronts spit and heat porches drop yellowjackets and keep rollin keep holdin when crabs attack you bastards lack discipline dell-craft, Half slash then laugh, "FINISH HIM"
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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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01-11-2008, 12:45 PM
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a cold wind, this Black Hawk
explosive on crabwalks 0-fin bat Sox, I broke in and snatched locks gold grin crack rocks neva Lego, smash blocks axe tossed, at The Roots a Black Thought crafts taught over tracks walked drafts chopped and screwed in position pot shots, chefs fued in the kitchen topic: adoption, I'm abusin the children cold fusion lyrics top to bottom bruisin physics only fumes fit description given by livin witnesses dentals dented, mentally demented lyricist pyramids imprinted chemically swift hidden spliffs finish me Bint Kennedy spit endlessy with half a fifth in the lead this skinny nigga need 2 feed till only bones are in the leaves I've barely shown how Bics bleed on scary foes and business deeds tearing holes in defences weak buried growth ends the scene
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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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01-11-2008, 02:36 PM
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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Your nice with it skeleton where's souf chi??
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  My evidence, my own testament, written on wood Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods Hell razah |
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01-11-2008, 03:46 PM
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south side of chicago
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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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01-12-2008, 05:21 PM
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my mic lines power the CHI skyline
travel my lifetime in an hour towering over white lines cowards spit the wildest lies while the powder's lit by my design no blueprint but each line's precise movement is rooted in script no crew to defend I, soldier boot trenches new recruit suited to penmanship clansmen with digital cannons gripped leave panic stricken foes pissin in clothes kevlar panelin encrypted in the minister's robes hard handed, one finger cracks bone tree branch rappers I snap in the cold then advance trackless in the snow
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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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01-13-2008, 07:56 AM
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Join Date: Feb 2007
Location: Offside
Age: 25
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like your flow, foreally real duke..
good rhymes, I'll keep peepin' ya shit, pea2e
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01-16-2008, 02:56 AM
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SematicSin
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Land Down UndA
Age: 25
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tight lyrics
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Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph in half, it be the Inspectah Deck on the warpath First class leavin mics with a cast Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast - INS |
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01-16-2008, 11:11 AM
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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towering over white lines
cowards spit the wildest lies while the powder's lit by my design no blueprint but each line's precise movement is rooted in script i like these lines right here tight.
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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods Hell razah |
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01-17-2008, 08:25 AM
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love
appreciate the positive feedback, y'all.
don't forget to sign up for the tournament. I'm lookin forward to crossin darts wit some of you. btw... on the general chat board they're talkin about invadin some LAME forums in da name of WU.
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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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04-18-2008, 01:11 PM
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Undaunted, an unarmored farmer
defended his salted and fenced in fields of death limpin and liquored up his spit was unlimited and rough ways old and set this focused vet made them feel his breath manifested with strength each lesson was tense and strangely enough, he never left a print since the genesis his businesses were chemically imprinted with pyramids serious in manner he employed a series of hammers from carpentry to artist's streets he was never far from the oven's heat even when dummies speak a wise man listens, but when he leaves often angry bees are whistlin
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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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04-18-2008, 01:15 PM
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South CHIolin is returning soon.
Chiolin Bones on the prowl with growlin chrome foul...
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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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04-18-2008, 10:30 PM
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Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Granite State
Age: 26
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04-20-2008, 03:16 PM
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when heaven and earth meet
my surface is sheeted in ether true believers eat the flesh confess the sin and be blessed be the best but never read, it's stress take it easy and rest but be ready to test weaponry when u recieve our text evil connections teach lessons of deft tech handlin targeted artistic expression with cannons u demand it fools branded and stretched as canvas ungodly, I embody Osama's raw probability swift robbery where all could see spinnin tops hop in the breeze while ur defense is a lottery ticket swift penmanship crosses the digital finish line again journeyman shop technique this is ur neck and choppin block meeting
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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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04-20-2008, 03:57 PM
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rotten flesh rips apart
plottin next against bottom-list columnists droppin shit and callin em darts attraction the attention of venomous sharks will only shackle you to the blasphemous vacuum of this killa's art steel spins in an arc hits, spits sparks against nemesis targets limp cards fold quick I flow swiftly over boulders throw focused hands at stones until only sand exists blow kansas winds commander of vanishin terrorists handlin cannons swift: my two hands chew name brands stamped in metal brackets enemy canvases damages when I spit yellowjackets
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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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04-20-2008, 04:04 PM
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I recognized the 12th disciple
slight limp on his right side combine rifle components iron rises to the surprise of tranquilized opponents necktie rope swings in cold breezes chokes and screams are lost in an ocean of oak leaves old trees with roots that reach like concrete think of each leaf as a shock troop in the streets aftershocks and debris as boots and blocks meet balanced on the balls of my feet at the tops of peaks I bomb rosters for fees ashes blasted across across the scene as often as I breathe hot beez hop in the breeze hidden ninja crickets sing softly and snipe silently from treez exercising the right to think I devise lines of lighting that scream strike at kings with the highest degreez of fire while fiends keep rockin till they retire
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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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