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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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A thousand grand graffiti fines from brick wall tagging ivory soap niggas catch a bin laden shakes and fries my recipee refined hammer lines low budget robberies with a nine named nina infa red demeanor shell cases found at enemy bases we left bodies with out faces razors for racists bloodied laces will to fight cases hallway stabbing murders come random know he's landing
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idle binds mindless lines divine trims from the pines in the wines
show times given ides rocky horror vines ripping minds with ojama trio in the wind clogging up ya zone with primes optimus in the chromozones check why how sucker mc zone/
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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No harmony harm my armory armed flag waving artillery don bust off dusk til dawn nemesis needs first aid kits for battered bandits raising stand up standards for the cause he's candid underground and underhanded platter flattered starving wolves until theyr'e tthrough stay in the coupe baby blue skin tone from the choking your wind gone hands heavy been strong scrap crazy rest lazy eyes hazy tropic sight love affair with a pocket knife sharecropper niggas with bloody pitchforks on your block tonight
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camflauge earth tones dusted streets resident roam
undergroundi downing clones get bowled outta pins/ check ya sync ya tunes ain't sicker enough infectious invested uniquely sequestered ingested pressure bust pipes iron will i am a eagle emcee, deadly with a rifle punching niggaz out quicker than Lil' Mack can get to Mike Tyson back/
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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Tribal marks and colored feathers rest above both earlobes as we fire chant a chief passed an olive branch i quickly threw it spear out surrounded by a unit of pale horses behold the special forces withdrawn from sleep waters run deep fish flap at my feet no time to grab seeds deep like gihad crews in bagdad a prisoner of content war ready from the tent ready to die to accomplish accomplishments running from guns aimed pilots blown out of planes bloody parachutes in the rain the struggle is a strain blood runneth from veins lifter of cranes emcees never aim for my head cause they lust the scriptures in my brain
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
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Tuck the average rated in the pocket and trash the remains renegades in your firing range it's a desire to bang the same who lost claimed boss and got slain frozen weather cold frost ready for drama in the land of the lost round here everyday's a holocaust
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prototypical architypes writing to right cha forces too much for losses
my cost are g's in the knees where most emcee take a knee/ read me loud and clear fear never jerryrigged always upping those bigged up on tracks taking notes leave you a pile of ashes like those slayed vampires with my cash/ cropping up doppleganging mind swapping gangsters holcrom star wars pilot thing it's on like unicron eatting planets/ never been to cybertron had a marvel thing until a wonder woman came and blamed the game for sheltering a home for nothing more those chillin' in my homeland aka queens ny been upstating for too long bending minds like the man of steel with a bong to his lungs/
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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I hold em like Texas chainsaw perspectives the analog claim to be log hard and get stripped pistol whipped for a necklace affects give the starters a swift ending once I fire text textures weapons nuclear for the next war that tapped jaw pure fiber glass many men salute my smash hitches want the math and half your Jew staff know I let the god u blast got one more in the stash just in case it gets hectic and I have to fire my way out the exit even those who wish me slugs have to respect this thesis of a grandmaster like Dave chappelle your rap shows give me and my fam laughter pops left me to be a bastard know he old and dirty I'm in my prime 3 years past thirty crabs can't hurt me with slander nigga if I rolled with snakes I'd be the cobra commander
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ill fated decked out mages pages open wages be jedi phases trialed i deaded many ends
trends in treads beeds be swinging from my neck dominate timex, rhymes collect thoughts/ well swelling up over lakes exposes unclothed now we rose past the vast knowledge surplus iron dust, musket bust ak-47 dead havens heavens rising about back from the lord of chaos/ displeyd odds optunist spit the cruelist now the summer is over and the winter is upon us' dusted doomposter masked gloves shoved in glove compartments now we're known shown how i wall those weirdos now im a chef in the soup kitchen spitting in meals most felt was appealing stealing what i asbord though know how show how go on now/
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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More bets with flows in storage drop a general down to where the floor is bloody roses sent to the florist bitches open like doors wide settle the score nights let the hammer dance beneath flamingo lights pro's wished they possessed this prototype pose for photos like iron mic duel with me for three crispy fresh fifties a twenty dollar.fee if you freeze ain't no birds birthing seeds by me give hitch female emcees labor pains lyrically
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plague ya optics Tropicana arm bandana mind scrambler be arms and handlers
get cha damned outta ya mind watch how my planets align/ come off the terrest my home is how I clone most foes without cha flaws your jaws wouldn’t be mangled where my chains dangle/ chrome and caution boss out a factions clashing with red noses my focus is roasting mics and emcees like lunch meat and heated oil tankers/ bank trackers rape cases face wasters chess pieces on the boards be scortched by the times ironed out the grime temper by the flames of those obsidian made outta ya glasses/ fast flattest academically stating facts in jacks poking holes through ya cigarette packs most emcees get wet like tobacco and cannot rap so sick they ain’t infectious/ diatribe a dialect intellect when I detect strep I leave most heads disconnected like bell south most ain’t well touted found routes clowned off river rafts most in a draft give e’m a cast that movie can’t edit/
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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Credit due Spartan additude when confronting rival crews ran off land nigga you canning who? Trappers stand up to get sliced in two you want my script you'll overdose body blue my human punching bag I'm
Remorseless enforce lists of assanation plans I write in an all white office Guns keep hands off us never die for small change it's all vain Take it in blood stain official snatcher of chains White gold cobra clutch mic hold even in the summer type cold Garage where I practice strikes holds your body left on the right road Every verse hurts em that's so delightful I thought u might know in the zone elevation constant body well toned no oil egg head niggas get hot water boiled then wrapped in tin foil
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days end praised friends lend me your ears like ceaser says
dre's never a 3000 kept average over under your detox is a relapse/ kidnap ideas off the web learn minds like telepaths learn signs rant over ya beats like a mel gibson racially charged epithet/ defeat minds coenside driven out wild lies defined by the times elohem dream machine carbon dexoide screams silent film fiends/ I'ma mean bean machine dr. robotnik drop polar opposite gimme beats like most banking customers have direct deposit/ darts are my composit sketch taken over a korean missle threat texting yes obligated times address presidential lines in obama times driven clock rewind primus transform into trucks like im optimus obvious choice behemoth translated tempstress toned down adept sith assassins/
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TRIBU MILITIA
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: Killa Hill....10304
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my predicaments interment intimidation putting physical pressing pressure on my inhalation it's getting harder to breathe burning sensation spitting fire like hell is breaking out of my chest possessed holy ghost spoke through my breath left no foot steps i levitate my mind state vibrate the whole tri-state no escape to complicate my situation i'm facing certain incineration looking for illumination learn how to walk like the blind & listen for the light I shine from inside i'm bright centrifugal force ignite the page when i write searching for my balance in life violence & fights struggle & strife i'm just part of an organism in this form of living that's sort of a prison lost in the visions i taught wisdom in form of living appalling is it i saw it all in the distance ........
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leave it off hooks and meat rack pile plagues plaquing on stacking factually speaking
the mayans predicted lil wayne (lol) y'all just bit insane like the apocalyptic mel gibson shit/ spit an full dawg eclipse re-name ya driz down to them drake kids get so far gone you seriously think nikki ain't fake when you awake you realize barbie just a toy/ i don't be so sick infectious ludicrious curious insidious like darth plagus im amazed by my ruthlessness undetect chin check when deduce ya ruse/ im mildly mannered iron clad temper sick ink rented out minds like the time to dine and wine i how i rhyme its pure sport when i ctrl+alt abort cha like a dead fetus, any emcee can be this/ ![]() lmao hahaahahaha lmao lol fake ass rappers like lil wayne can go hell
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