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drop the script speak off the bars, rip a script skin a cat next up to bat
give you a fishbowl cam just flip cam you off the net faster when wet i am the best even so you best not accuse me of any treason/
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
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specialized splended deep winded vocals rupture from the pipes
maestro's mashed to macoroni while me and my cronies in flight over the sky skills cannot be magnified city high in my ride carry tropical heat the hottest heaviest fleet flock by the creek It's crocidile danger rocket launchers for the beef fuck yours chain tuck yours incoming pitch of death ditch effects applied like pressure as your crushed Nothing new but my nucleus sell a fiend a jar of dust mics get micro-waved scolding like hot water war on your border another tangled web off the wall actions happened Friday fighting Big worms like Craig
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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delusional illusionist back-packing hip-hop microphone terrorist
word is bonded to free my peeps locked keys on the wrists gliding lowly rhyming cronies burning stogies snapping turtle torture for the feet of your homies flow is whoopi ugly and you fags are Goldberg gay macho's smacked with backhands while back-street bands play thicker than red-necks in Louisville y'all lack slugger skill undo your will written September first after the oil spill chill in raven Simone pussy days are bushy all i do is rap, smoke, fuck, and chill
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THE DIFFERENCE
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: D.A.D.E
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it's spreading like the plauge of a thousand locusts
without the spiritual potency of an apocalyptic solstice tilting us and balancing between the hemispheres our biggest fears are conquered since it happens twice a year and still we fail to hear as the guitar is gently weeping all because humanity's days are tragically decreasing behind the iron curtain where the man is pulling strings of his ignorant syndicate blind to what they are extinguishing your missing the point if by now your not enlightened it's not as bright as sight would allow but still we're fightin' against this mental eclipse sittin' still, no will to move gonna take a million plus one march to close the tomb and coming soon is the newest of the orders orchestrated by sedated gold-plated men we've always hated yet our efforts will be dated cuz we're always overpowered truth is sour, never cower even in the days of acid showers behold the tower, everybody's last hope like the pope john paul, Spokenn, and those who wont cope with his high notes on a chart recording influence business is the dividends and at the end I stand The Difference excerpt from a song im workin on...DOJO! |
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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and still we fail to hear as the guitar is gently weeping
all because humanity's days are tragically decreasing wow tuco five star lines man dope verse as well!
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tha drunk monk
Join Date: Jan 2011
Location: your couch for a minute
Age: 26
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and ceasin to exist
cut a 5-0s lips off and give him a lisp hop in the cruiser and get to dippin crack my E & J and get ta sippin. pull a punk over just for havin a ride i aint jello cuz just full of bus line pride where i scratch my name up in the window AZ tricks kill their prey on tha first lay, like a black widow now these ryhmes are just buggin id rather freestyle to on comin traffic while mean muggin they say that fool crazy better look the other way im kinda scared, lock my doors and prey naw bitch im just drunk bein a prophet no emotion in our hood keep them tears in your pocket |
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THE DIFFERENCE
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: D.A.D.E
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time for a revival!
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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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Off the stage I am a major ripper strip down beats leave most emcees stumped
like when stock market crashed asking every economist how do we recover from this/ there's always a ways back as a plague applauding given appreciation given weights never waiting until you breaking down like genes/ never been a in a breeze just something that'll make you sneeze you ain't politicking when kicking knowledge polish as a graduate of college/ trying to test my ops see how I drops power plots on the canvas survalllence doesn't see how terminals can be terminating terminals when we get it down in the dirt with a verb commitment like a obstruction/ deducing rebuking everything you've been using is how I be misusing connect cha outlets my automatic tethering features leech off ya wi-fi/ gimme the bandwidth I rip flows off the hook track me a look when one line I leave minds shattered like glass then you respond to the EMT paper or plastic instead of which hospital you should go to/
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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here's a shot for the pigs properly popped in the ribs
Turn this bitch into U.f.C. foot locks and kicks i give They receive a beating with no chance of being revived My vibe will make lions leave i take pride in paralizing packs of emcee's Annoying as hyeana screams the cream is given or taken I'm blowing up like suicidal bombers planting fear in the nation Go out with guns before being held in the detention center rats giving up my name for not feeding them cheddar make sure my eyes redder before i leave a hole in his sweater
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sting like a bee dummies squeeze i give them V's cuz they vendettas aren't correctly executed prime target meat market shot thru the vents leave heads spent/
stink pig venom stank up the rooms shrooms vintage viruses popped up in his bloodstream like you done unfolded unscrolled a papyrus with instructions from Osirus/ iron plighted organic regime time machine tighten up ya schemes DREAMS prolific wizard zoning probate norman bate cha criminal escape plans never go right like Shawshank Redemption scams/ open portals wished this was a work out then i can hit cha with weights leaving the guards scuffing with others while i make my disappearing act look better than Harry Houdini's never one for details as i never let my ship sail/
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fuck your life.
Join Date: Jun 2005
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Time for a Revival pt. 2
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SPOKENN who?
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A hired hero in a dangerous time cops keep the city busy while they're raising the crime They turn water into blood through the case of a 9 I turn blood into a drink, have a taste of the wine The day in the life of mighty S, I suggest is wicked Where freedom fighters are present, but less committed Where guns are being taken from the less protected And weapons are being given to the best connected Yes, It's topsy turvy and yes, it got me worried if somebody has to play the villain, I gotta hurry and switch to the badguy they need me to be When you dogs hear the ticks, it's not easy to flee so take cover, like gay lovers, i'm nothing to play, brother may suffer the same pain, you shouldn't blame others but yourself when shit hits the fan my instinct to slam the first threat that I sense with my hands is a normal reaction, a formal evacu ation is what you're facin, i'm warning you back up or the moral to your nearly ending story is bad luck a tragedy so bad that euphoria can't touch the maury to crack sluts, truth hurts i know it a few words to mold it and you'll learn my motive I'm too stern, the poet that had it all a swing and i crack a jaw, like playing racquetball with neanderthals you sick of spokenn? sorry, that's how i get down so chill, go outside or hit the ocean like chris brown surfs up, get burnt up, the son shining bright While i shit on the same faggets you punks rhyming like |
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slide minds ak47 grinds pin stines driven wides outta charles eyes
check flows beckon shows boned out shines timed out grind/ pimp in my blood, pills and my drugs sight in fire whites signed orange out cha crushes dust out brushes/ boom shumers tried to past me off for rumors facing books watch me omnitrix spit more flicks than photographic stimulus/
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Blazed outta ya mind ironside
fire fight wired too tight you knew the sheep was nice/ seen through the flames get cha enamered by the names shaken like those do the harlem shake get they shoulders broken soaked off of supers donkey kong pooper scoop ya/ roofy ya flows open noses watch ya self bleed like kane cryin' towards paul bearer's death/ your a meth addict i'm surgical ripper slice though exterior like danny glover vs the predator i am the enemy ya steady evading so i'm still stalking with the penmanship/
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