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 Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
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Off Network
And your head burst
From a murder verse
Plus you a rapist and salivate
I challenge straight to 8 ball murder verse
I’m rehearsed for the hearse
I first to curse your bloodline I thrust you into dust crime
I trust I got money lust I gun heat
Up and down the fucking street
The gun is sweet to you
I reach for the glue and adhesive up my shoe
I pack the 22 I stun fools who
Got a crew like a gang that murder rang
Once again I’m on flame and maintain
The brain in the same spread
I aim to strike fools dead in the back of the head
Two shots
Release true Glocks as deceased whose flocks
Was within reach
I don’t teach people martial arts
Until they meditate and face the great challenge
These black talons rip through you
You need valiance
Not murder brand kit with sand sift
You dissed fully
You the neighborhood bully who pulls heat on kids
Like this I flip your lids of Cannabis
Flippin all Live yo
We 100% sent by God to award a sure as flow
Tour on the blow the horns
Raps like this I mic twitch
The brass caught gas and plastered
I fasted again
I spread venom
In Denim butts stuck out and then entrance lesson
It’s tentative that you speed Meth
I busted left so much I dust
I trusted that to cut through cats with Platinum scratch
The catch got flashed cooked in a batch
I pulled out my Meth stash and blasted fools off the map
I got metallic
Salad was a challenge to the talent
I ripped it now spent
Bent warped on entrance morphed into tore sheets deadhead
I fed bled bloody
I muddy waters
Slaughter off fought your cross bar extortion
A portion of cole slaw I jaw
I bust a law and that’s all you saw was raw
I shot your call down wearing Gold Crown
Shit gets old sound
Abound around the town
Flip some clowns and rock it downtown
To the pounds I trip some sounds now
Soul search on credible thirst
Burst your lung
Smoking gun
I got runs on step to plummet except each extra Tech was kept hidden
I got ridden of the bitch ends met to sweat
I trip off the flip floss as bitten
They shittin’ me I rip fluid see
Like true as degree 33
Royal
All head boil as toil work in oil jerk
I murk fools who chirp crews busted moves
Lusted grooves sigh this soothes
All I got is smooth I got shot at a lot with the gat
I murder rap in the hat
Serve it Soldier right back as clap
Hold your facts straight as I rap great
Knock em out weight
Clock half past ten I skate
Murder wait for no man in state
I got it to take away subtract
The flake
Off gun contact I place first for the thirst in hate
Everyone get raided by gunmen
Instate the frontman who sang with the weapon
I step in cribs with crew live as a shoe is cool then
I got it brand new to sand through the wood send
For all goods to move in economics the professional
Adrenaline as all soul the Veterans roll Yo!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/25/23 01:16 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 18 minutes
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I hit Trees
Ski and they flee
I hit more Trees
Lock knees with tight Gs and they be takin’ it easy
When breeze meet defeat in the weakness
I feature tense each your lens bends light like night and day
A Sun Ray light my play
In every day I die this sway as Y
I delay in fade to gray
Murder in this fray further this
I heard of fists running shit it’s
Blades cutting dip into blood lift cuz up
I does enough of the stuff
You suffer I buck much more
Out the door to core
Before I went I sent to store
I rent a tore bent out the entrance defenseless
I rest the intense as fresh step in the rep
Martial I hit hit it more than partial
I got arc full of spark pull in and shark fully
All wool be a skull heat up the street pound your feet
Something each crew need is Trees
I mic up the steez is hype
I gun heat as swipe the weapon type I crept in at night
In daylight you could see me I’m white
I get height six feet
Not under but above like glove I fit
Rub your shit into the ground stay lit on Trees
Disease free as rubber need be the club the fee you pay
I found the shroom stash under glass with cash and ashes from Cannabis
I landed with the brand slid in
It’s hidden under the skin the thunder within
I ripe to unhinge swing and wingtip the thing with ring
I cold sting like this type get the mic step in light bet I’m hype
Sweat cold death with the left blow that rep show I control set goal
For flex roll hold that murder gat further on the map intact
I’m strapped been there done that like thumbtack
I stack treasure leather within it never been a beginner I weapon spec
Inspect the technique that freak each week
Bust a seat you can’t beat
I’m street
I heat up the weak
I shroom and teach seek the reach into speak
It’s bleak what you freak like with disease swipe your card and live hard
On guard you’re scarred I par and tar heroin I glare and spin
It’s a win win I always win and swallow dinner that’s hollow I follow
I called Gold and also all cold a hell I gel
You can’t touch this you can tell
I just ring like a rich little bell plus the swing and sting I bring
Glass pipes
Murder fed as true as dead
And bled for life
Serving mics
I led it to type edit the strikes off
I life soft with cost that toss up
And wrong strung the gun with one lung
Hugging the bud smoke I’m tugging for tokes
That chugging liquor is suicidal a flickering light
I stay within sight and fight the power
Hour after hour I shower and tower above the scour lit it rub
Backwards
With a sack further towards swords scored
Rap record I tap dance as cored
I max more intact that swore
Cap that ass galore
I stack raps with the latch lifted War
I max in the torn with sworn enemy
A friend of me got unleaded G
I Tech technically I’m a meth head who ski
I lightning bleed frightening
I sight the thing under wing
Typecast I swipe fast as gun blast the white cash that mics ash
You could hold gats and make it mash
Blast with the cash
And Soldier cold dash for victory
It takes ten stories to sworn heat
Busted sheets leaded freaks on LSD
What are you doing in rooms?
Crews groom Sudafeds with blooms that red
I redheaded deadhead with spread fed it edit said
Medical Dead as spread it infect the credit of the said spit
I liken to dick this stick in it trick the mix fix all the tricks
I light up a 6 I risked in the scene green that’s crisp
With the lean type bean to smoke choke on it broke
Folks with the tokes is open they jokin’ about the spoken
Demand for brand in the hand I command as I stand
I strike with the brand label stable fable microphone cable
Bust a way full up cup of stay pull hold you in the rough
Handcuffed up as struck like a duck with pluck
Murder tuck gun further death from above the rub as Tech burner scrub
I licensed hub of wheel spoke well broke peel back yo it’s on notice
The flow twist as bone broken I’ve got the grow Ganja locating the strain
To catch brain head offer said bled in the talk is cheap red bleep instead
Of creep I sweep off the feet and beat fools who meet the violence
Tradition on a mission I still fix in the six bend no pretend just end it
Defend switch up the mend lingo with head sing slow the ring grow
Around the thing flow as pounds of smoke in coat as drug float
Ganja is no joke you get magic lens as note of the tend to bend through
Why I voted for Ganja for the whole crew to stew up sip brew from a cup
Smoke a joint on point now you true indeed fluid like the seed sprout
To grow route into pounds of Ganja Crowns
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/26/23 06:18 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 18 minutes
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Trump is going to wield the Glock and shock the rocks with talk snot to cop a drop and beam on the truck stop with the team yo.
Blue walls
And Blue falls
Blue calls
I S
Release Check steps grease
The best each time
Fresh East Mind
Buddha Find
The Diamond
I move at Blazing Speed
Blazing Weed
Catch trail blazing I’m amazing
On tripping flipping gats
And ripping off hats
That tack
Was static
And I’ve had it
You must master it!
The fight all right?
I don’t fight with people
You all sick and evil
You want to torture me
Yet you see the source and flee
I want to move to a foreign country
Where the people are spiritual
Take steps
Empty the mind
I’ve practiced so much fighting
I don’t fight when I practice
Matchless
Is the class crisp with facts ripped straight from the sip
Of brew I thought you knew!
To say where it comes from
Mother and Father
I caught a court ordered slaughter
That I relax on the Water
I flip it sort uh
I tore with it to sport ticket
To see the specific
Flight insight with the light
Please don’t fight now
See the sight WOW!
Is all they ever say
I remain in the shade with the blade
Flying flights all night excite
The kite fly high in the wind and that’s been
Like the type I take when I bake
I’m on Water and just drank Coffee
I cause heat to completely run through the street
I service feat of learning
Burning on the sweet
Dharma of the Buddha
The scoot yah off the sea shore with War you got
I plot to stop all War to the core
I seen this so much before
I bleed hits like Soldier sit in the tight store of weapons
I crept in with the next of kin
Recite the lesson
Get your head to sped till you relax instead
So many herbal spirits the God’s tears with
The wicked all kick it and lick it
My mind is Nirvana
When I cut off the flame
Of the Ganja
Recite the armchair
I’m Buddha with the motor scooter
I soothe yah
I spoon feed the room that bleed
Don’t want to see red I’m deadhead
I sped fed the lesson edit kept
The Dharma fresh
Bled into flex
Recite texts
I study the lessons of the Trip
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/27/23 06:16 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 18 minutes
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I’ve seen the phase
Of the Visions in the Haze
Ganja Strains
We seem to ignite and blaze
Further days spent with Ganja want crazy bomber
Explains why the made in China
Is a long hair hippy
Dippy Trippy with the skip heat
Flip beats
I come unglued out my seat for the dance scene
Light this with cream and I dream
Of the Ganja Rein my High
All relax and built for stacks don’t ask why
I Kiss the Sky!
Overcoat for rain
Float away in it loan
Pay to dope up stay lit focus
Coke just blow up the hold up shut
The roll down with the sold bound
On the town
Like it now is I psychic with pounds split the mixture
Of fixture in herbal
Word to bells
I rack up fell swell
I hell of a
Tell of a
Gel a roll
Sold gold for fold
Melt into fold lightly I bold
I sight unseen clean
Like a dream I steam clean
Drinking heavy lean
Like Chevy truck I’m rugged
I bug it chug it plug it
The suffering rougher than others been
Tough to spend a day with them
I mic up the mayhem and stay bent
Where the fuck is my drugs?
I tight this pull a slug into
I been through it crew
I got that stew in the mix I tight 6
The light crisp up
Sitting ducks
Get fucked
I release a truck
On the buck stop
Around pot I got a lot
Where the fuck is my drugs?
We got monster thugs on the hard bug
I shrug a sugar lift fluid tripped in screw it
I do it to it I ruin
Careers that steer into the ear hole
You could hear patrol popping gunshots
Steer slow into glow
All wax undertow for the flow
I hold soul in cold Tech
That master ai fast to pull up fat like a gat
I strike back mic the stack
All Mac is track flip the sack
All anyone wants is peace
Fuck this place and it’s future seed
From Wing Tip
To sing trip
All hitch inside of this time limit
To digits fidget rigid
A little kid just bust on gimmick
Disrespect all block walk the stalk of plant
Dance Avalanche
Cancel class serve them fast food
All raps in tune with screw in
I brew then to ruin fluid win
Soothe as send
Mood swing bend and entrance
The defense hit the senses
These lenses are expressive of the left wing
I swing the thing I tight with the ring
I might just bring the dicey game
Unlicensed lane hype with the flame
I box a name to brain came undone
One Sun bites this stung the hyphen Gun
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/29/23 06:43 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 18 minutes
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Let’s Speed!
Fuck if I smoke Weed
Let’s Trip!
Fuck if I sipped a drink
Slipped in pink
Ice skating rink
Let’s smoke Crack!
Fuck if I come back
On a track that max
I love a sack
Let’s dance
We high now
Let’s play fight and ignite
I branch a lance off physical
Get the chemicals to circulate
You don’t get high on a plate unless you practice
You can’t match this
I cap the tactics that rap shit I slid back and lit
I trip yo
Wing Tips Grow
A fifth fold in mold
I kick an ass well told
As less bold that should strength my stank I rank high
And drank deny that prank is ask why
I never sank with the bankroll
Cash and drank more
In the struggle
It was a trouble to bubble
I could hum and pull
You fumble
Mumble something
Rap cap as clean
Lighting the scene
With Old School Ganja Weed
Just like this we proceeded to Trip Shrooms
Heavy Thick
Rewrite history a clip of the six story flip Boom!
I get in blip the sip of liquor gets the injure torn
To warn enemy
All tend to P as pop
I clocked a lot of Ps and Gs now
I hip to how it’s done with Gun
Just like the Sun I light like a drum with reverb
I hype like a bird that seal curve and churn
Earn the slightest burn and I tight this
You laugh and flight risk
With tight clips like Military
I’m scary Martial
Never kick it with partial members
Only the few between
Who grew on the scene
Buddhism
A dude caught a ego trip and ripped
Thinkin’ he 65 cents
On a dollar I holler back
Oiled sack toiled black
Coiled stacked
Royal fact is I boil Mac
Gas a cap hazard trap
Maximum sung on one rung
My Gun is from the Sun of Oil
Back sure your shit clack
I check with the reflection
Every section locked down
Serve a shocked round
On Golden Crown I sold one now
Brown cow with the Soldier found
A colder how
I fold your shit up
You relax and bit up
I sit up and lit duck
I trip tucked to murder cluck
Chuck the burger and suck
On this burner I girder of steel
Lightning wield the sight seeing
Human being that reinvent
All Ging
I sent with the P then present tense
I P when I light a G
With Water
I’d like some Ganja
A Ganja Farmer!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/29/23 09:38 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 18 minutes
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I want to be a Cowboy
In the City we hit you in the Street
Laugh at your ass and run gas over it
Overeaters achieve beaters of lead
Said deadhead with spread
License tax red with hyphens
I price in it to win
I sin and begin to put on a big, cowboy hat
I carry the six gun gat
My act is fat for a max with clasp in the back
I got the rack of lamb
At the restaurant and I’m unemployed
I paid for fuel with a decoy with zeal
I steel peel
Launder crack money with gun heat
I run Main Street
Which is one of the few streets in the small, farm town
I licensed with crown
I’m masonic down to vomit on poppy
I copy
I got it choppy to hot heat up greet up meet up
Fleets of trucks at the stop you get popped
In your head by the biker gangs and medical teams
Save you in your dreams
Denise flipped the white out with skis
OGs in the rap game murder at name proclaim
In the blood stain thug came
And went with the bent I entrance
They defenseless and Gun test the fun fest
I keep abreast of Gun Techs
I lightning in the flash this rap fest
On the head at bed I said to Fred
How you wound up dead when you Federal?
I head it full up the leaded untucked credit the struck dug dig the grave
Flave to brave blood in the brain slug up the frame
All insight came within night the flame burns bright
I hit it light and shocked twice rolled dice
I ice up
I slice cause I nice cause I’m Mike does the type in hype buzz
What was a cuz is brotha number one
I slumber underdone for wonder some get summed
And versatile
I smooth child born to be wild soul profile in style
Mile after mile I file taxes break my back X as recess I’m fresh
With my Apple Snapple the gat pulled fancy full of country
Punk’s lunchmeat was something sweet as gun heat
I like the street I eat up caught some heat tucked
All they be is plucked
All Soldiers love love
We need real light on this Grey Bird
I liked Ganja a lot so I want to train on pot
Make flames get shot by aims that hot
I rot the saw dust off product that law duct
I shot show tough rough cut
I snuff them like nuthin’ best bend and fresh love blend
Any end I got it went rot
I caught a spot off dot
For top I rock
I clock big shockwaves as stock stays light rays
Gun plays like thunder blades
I straight As
Strayed blazed Ganja with A YO!
I bargain basement the World
Grow my own as clone is shown
This Cash with the Water flash off your quarter O
I serve it slow like blow I head to toe flow
Licensed to know all holds barred in the Yard
I hit it up scarred for life
Dust the knife off and life lost
I got too much sauce I boss cost straw tuck in pocket I rock it
Block break Blockbuster shake
I hate it to date it
Kids afraid of it but behave like none other than made in the oven
I stuff in the pizza to reheat a little rhymes that go fiddle
My mind makes a riddle that blind can’t solve I sit you’ll
See all that involved and take a shit
This Meth causes brawls and let me down yo crown I shot round
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/30/23 03:20 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 18 minutes
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Sativa
A glow of high Cerebral
All feeble old
Cold rolled Gold
Sold Molded hold held belled
Rang out gelled
I felled a tree in the woods I grew for it’s goods
Sativa
I free yah mind like breeze went blind
From the lift light a spliff
Inhale and bail out the plane to make sale explain
Sativa
This name bleed through the speakers either
Or core of the War got fought with Indica bought off the street
I shoot it off a track meet or I run the Street
I just defeated the government by shovin’ it up they asses
What the fuck you thought about Fast it’s a glass of Water
I court order
Sativa
That G rock see yah stock
I mock a talk some run gun and sum
Number one on the Hitlist
Rastafarian Christmas
I dish dispense the fresh tense intense
Relax ladies and gents
I give you Sativa
Sativa
All I be is G in the freezer burn
Churn and learn
Some firm up
An untucked knife take a life
Bleed and smoke pipes all nice
Do it twice again
Ahem!
I cough up Phlegm
Sativa
A core with seed money breed a ton ski
I from the P
We need light on this Indica Bird
Sativa word
Sativa
I tip it a little bit
Overdose on trip
Comatose that gross mix in the fix
All six end they dead
Spread all over glow in your bag
I sang a snag
Tagged the ragtag with magazine
Lightning dream of exciting
I bite thing I white with sting my mic King
I ice up a Human Being
I seeing all P command G when I land
I got a great suntan
Illuminated Man
All plan was to darken then light shine bright in sight when the Sun come up
I sum up
People run up with the gun up
Dumbstruck but I buck them right off
I got the trip gloss after sauce caught your boss is tight
I just might ignite everyone in sight passed the flight test
Raps fresh as death when I bled
I headed up read it cuffed the medical stuff got rough
I handcuffed past the plus off gas an ash I mastered Fast
I blast out the cannon landin’ on cement bent
Invented went to circus all first hit the service
Brand wagon taggin’ flagged down for crown
I seen lightning all around and found striking
Night bring the fright freeing of the light
Seeing the sight people turn white
Like white picket fence the ass gets tense
I reflex check on bets to pretext release stress
The intense events
Of past tense whence
Gold caskets passed it flashed it splash hits
The rash fits
This mic trips up hype drips on a microphone
I touch one tone with the folk alone
In the zone they prone to get boned
You go to sleep
Die in the eye and in brief
That’s it as Ganja Leaf
A reefer teach hits
To seek the flipside
Like no other
We lean on each other
Bleed like brother
Lead to the head
Until they fled or wound up dead
Head wounds in tombs we shoot
Collect cute we suit
Collect the loot and don’t shoot
Like this strike this to boot
Who flew in to do in the ruins
I spoon in the moon the fuel fumes and
I doom and don’t pretend I send it
I recommend it
Ganja hits to the chest
I’m ready for sudden death
And then dark eternally park
I shark and play harp
Reincarnate as chill G on the plate
Arrest this track mate with the skate
I just say late
Split and that’s another lit date and relate
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/01/23 09:37 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 18 minutes
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The Soil Grown Ganja was bangin’
Hangin’ with the roach coach just floating
Winning the open I choke in the smoke and
I broke the thing repeatedly
I hope these keys fit in these locks
I popped a flock of birds that chalk up on nerves
I more than slightly curved I ice these words
33rds like this I strike it rich and hype this switch
I mic up lit dice roll quit that game ice takes a toll
On lit in the flame
What’s my name?
Meth lights the brain
But I smoke Ganja I don’t Tech the Meth like bomber
I smoke to calm yah
We don’t trip anxiety rip the strive to see the flip side
A brothas bride got smothered I
Did you fly bid just try to slid in
There’s no competition I six in then
End the bitch and then spread the fish in there deadhead
I led the army to the farm to speed
Like this night breed of the lifeless
I proceed to smoke Weed Ganja Herb word
We don’t touch that Meth like Herb Verbs
To the chest I take a breath
This has been a Ganja Smoking broadcast
For bomb flash like Vietnam clash
I in awe of the task to flask of oil
I smoke the oil or eat it fleet did it too to seat it crew
Like we always do at this time for this rhyme like glue
I spike in shoe to hype that tune in the groove like new moon
I strike this like lightning frightening the little kids hyphen
I Mike then press the mic then render type spent to invent
The cent I bent for dollar scholar on holler
I lead I’m not a follower I swallow your shit and lit
I mic it up sick strike it microphone tone the phone bones to smoke
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 18 minutes
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This place need drugs
Spice up the Spot with some Pot
Like time forgot the slot time shot rhyme caught
It’s not a sought after master of disaster plastered
On alcohol
Cancel that all and adopt a Ganja control under thunder strike
Lightning like hyping up the type of Ganja I like
I psych up to rung one to come from the Sun
My Ganja Gun is top from the stop stun
The hum I hear is fear I liken to steer
Into the enemy make them a friend then Ski
Like I bleed bled
I wax this rhyme off the Feds
Dime Bags instill in Time Magazine
Man of the year
Steer clear of dangerous drugs
Thugs up the shot up block got stalked by rocks on Meth
A Planet Death
Please kept in slept in best to win
I spin cycle on the knife pull out and life end
Why I strike bend the type that said blood red was incredible!
Spiffy
In a Jiffy we clean this place up like Hippy Type
Smoke on the mic
The show is tight
Put in effect the Light Wing
Sight unseen I beam
White cream and steam up the team cut from the cloth
Of Jesus the Boss
It was War at the Corner Store
Over the last four O I sniff blow
Like it like Polish sausage that cost shit up the talk trip
Light a song thick then mic strike the Raw Rich
I sight to flinch off a dish I wish I had
I don’t get mad
I’m glad I had the time to unwind
Rewind on Dirt and Grime
Resight the plight that line of fright is tight
I just might wipe
Cause it swipe off the wash type
I take flight in Nikes I bust pipe and strike Mike is the Life of the Party
I don’t regard heat as sweet
I just bust it meet dozens of something like beats bumping
I’m thumping down the block with My Gun, King and loft high
Coming soft and dry toss up scry my eye I telepathic
Real ass kick the plastic Gat through airports
My Nike air sorts of reports to before I core
The War got everyone tore I score before born
Smoke Ganja till the morn
Like Desert Storm I get it sure I set it they dead hit the ground full of lead
Was it something I said?
I Edit till the Medics come the Cocaine made me numb
Why I smoke Crack and sacks blacken darken lit spark in
The arch been like Golden McDonald’s foldin’
I bold to skim the swim and light win the fight
With this Trip roll tight thick old men with the magic trick
At the spice stop
We make Diamond Glocks that talk product
Raw cut unlawful take caution pull up soften skull
The full
I cull the pull off null
I wool into the spool I lost my cool and exit
The set get credit more everyday Sun Ray
Flipped it gay
I trip to your dismay I’m ripped
I sighted the fifth lighted
Crews bite it get excited and trick
Polite did the thick in mic lit
Itch the twice in it to dice gifted with lift
I piss in the toilet
To spoil it I foil hit the Royal thing and I sting
I ring till the everyday play for every way you stay
I lay back mic this contact my gone trap
With map make the acts facts serve the swerve intact verb you serve
Blacken curve you jackin’ in it till you absurd heard the word up
The World cut the cheese like fleas degrees rise into eyes
My mic mesmerize I triple dice roll called ice called it wall
I Ball make magic all day with hay and ice
At the spice stop we rock
Got it chalk outline it’s about time
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/02/23 03:46 AM)
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Hollywood
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Posts: 2,952
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Crack a Ice
With forty nights no sleep I rock some sheep
I busted creep and flushed them each week
As we speak Water bleep
Caught your teeth
I clock cold feet
What’s it neat?
I flow defeat the bold and brave
Tax a slave master faster than behave
WIth mics I stayed up all night
Forty days and forty nights
In sight we in tight
I just might write the flex on Ecstasy
I spread it breed heat
I meet fleets to speedfreak
We got it white sheet the rock street
The topic nonstop twitch the clock stitch up the game
With this name we tight flame
All one and one is all in the same aim
Remain brain fluid so shoot it
I just do it like Nike
I bust a mic feed and tight defeat
All the might you got you bleed in style
Dial speed dial on trial
The file down with the crown
How you like that?
Jack up the bike rack
Coca weaving woven patterns that chosen
Broken nose when I throw shit in drinks
Suppose then I bold blend spices
All night it’s a right to freedom to see them drink it
I stink itch the kitchen sink stitch
I wish I had a Kilo
All below like free throw
I toe to toe up to roll up control what?
I soldier strut much colder with old medicine heads
Fold your deadhead up the truck
The buck stop rock around the clock
Service shock swerve this lock
I heard a knock on the door
Someone’s coming!
Soon I’m summing up and running to get the gun in hand
Brand was like man woman and child smiled Coca filed
Piles of powder styles that crowd your mind around a dime dropped
Climbed popped the spot with Glock
I clock a Mac-10 then
Swerve and bend light around night
I flight in the tight business I witness
I get this soon for Christmas boom!
All prisoners swept into it spoon of Cocaine
Soaking in the lane on Water caught your order up
A Kilo struck all real frozen blow chosen by rows with roses end
The flows are real in the cold wind
I blow and recommend
All Blaze 10 with the visual eye summing
Gun down
A round spit fire quit retire hit on fire lit
Tired bit the requirement
I expire on a Ganja cigarette
I bet I step in 8 direction
Sniff a Cocaine bump chosen chump even worse than numb nuts
I serve in cuts that flow herbal
I serve slow and blow cold wind glow Sativa
I reach a beamer to team up with these
Ganja Trees and Coca
I toke a lot of smoke down the block
Wrote this shock tote bag I already got a Glock and tag
I read a Ganja rag
Watch a grow video with the close knit family
That lighted lit on the Ganja handled easily
All breeze be blown now known the clone
I get it High and dry in tone sly a shown Sun Shine as Stone
I get by all alone
I Trip rip it slip it like rows of corn
Flows are torn apart and fragmented
I see everything
Afterwards I make a wing with words I sing the thing is Trip
The Serotonin I roll in control the fold Platinum
To Ether I seek either or the beat is before the melody I sing
And smoke a Sativa Tree Ganja freedom
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
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Cocked back for a sack
A run the map trap the stack up the fact plus
Back bust and lack trust
Have a blast with tucked weapon
In comes the reppin’
Easy for cheese to flow and knees weak turn the cheek?
A geek that speak freak I got a white sheet I dust the meeting
Seeing eyes gleam right spot for the twice shot in this nice and hot
I roll dice show all I clock grow device on the splice Y is mind
I clock diamond for the line bent reclined jet out the blind set a murder route
A fool try to pounce an ounce and sound down the frown
From out of town they come with shock crown
Scrounge the bound for traffic fact is flag it toe tag it
I don’t brag hit sag the shit and dance roll quit
On advice I sit and clip a ice lick off the bite spread a track head
That bled facts spread around Amen
I release mayhem the way it stay ends meet defeat crews redid it
I flipped it and tripped it repeated I ski on shit and heated
Like this kneaded dough seeded below that’s speeded
Sped you might wind up dead with bloody head and spare change and a broken lens
Learn self defense intense empowerment get off the fence and end shit
Glocked in the strain I’m locked
Glocked in the strain I locked brain stop it
Maintain Ganja smokage cop it shop for it
I went on tour the Wizard
With digits fidget I sprig of Reefer dig it it’s the Greatest Teacher
Feature Ganja plus the reach your scrub a ton
I run don’t walk to the block to pull out all the stops
I shocked a kid when I rocked and skidded
I didn’t mean it but I’m the Genius of Gong Fu team this long crew
What you gonna do?
All Ganja light true as flight soar tour the core crew is at War
Inside the mind but I find diamond
I reclined a lot and smoked Pot
I shoulder shot the shot put to get it stop there crook
I took my shit back
Then flipped a sack back scratched to Ganja I’m attached
I laughed when some fool thought I paid tax
I passed the class and don’t fund prohibition
This MC on a mission be 6 in the spread
A Ganja head was full of lead but you didn’t know until you dead
From the death blow I reach the undertow I slow motion
With a potion serve waves on the Ocean
I boast in the US Open to have broken record Ganja toking
I’m not joking
I split an S off all rock shut as talk strut
Was he a blood stain
Or will his Glock glow in the rain yo?
With brains blown out you could catch a slo mo
Replay all speed stay in seed Gray
Mic this like this to hype twitch
They bite the 6 and itch
I serve a twist with the soul that I missed
In the World hardly no one holds the Gun
Got ransom and damn son
I laughed a ton at gats that rung
Sap come from the Whacky Tree that lack some bleed
I recede like gum
You could catch a heat from the lead strung
Catch a bath in blood ask the mud relax hacks with it tax the limit
This isn’t a gimmick it’s the real shit
Peel quick back I lit up a sack and tracked blood
Tack some dud up the plug spread
Laugh all in your head as service say they dead
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
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Disgrace
Glocked his Ace and sprayed all over the place
To his face
A mace sprayed and days end slayed
We bend in the amphetamine
Warped twisted ripped shit the gifted with the lifted spread
All max until this deadhead rights the red Said that Fed
My mics up end the lifelike mic struck
One untucked by cluck
I buck for a chuck
In the muck we stuck with struck
Utter the stunt I plummet
My summit you gonna love it
Like gun threat
All serve this crews bet
No sweat and the Tech repped his steps
Make threats against
Just about anything or anyone
I sum those on the run from the gun
For license it stung them lifeless
Become the device that Sun crept with the mic device bled
Instead my head bread I love a Gold Beverage
Smoke a Ganja hit
All on it to the gone ends
Recommend it to friends for their entrance exams
Into the gang of the thang that swang
I wing it to tip the blood drip
Mike is in it
Until type beginner try to wingtip
I swing a thick ring off the Busta trick
I bust a switch with the dish in it
To fin to hit the dingbat wit with trip
I mix a mushroom with an LSD tab and jab
A pluck son and that’s stab
In the guts one love I plug
Into the chug receive bug that tightly scrub
You get no love from a thug who rub
I shut his shit off
To get rid of skid soft into the hid
I smoke a lid and still boss I show a hit
And they still tossed the skid
That real heal a kneel cost the real
Peel back caps and steel law
Real raw
I unreal with the be all end the see saw
You could read law and bust a speed to heal jaw
After that smoke weed don’t brawl
All you need is a peel called maul
You could go to jail and that’s real law
He offed on some Raw Shit
Licensed
They put the order in not twice when
A gangster then
Turnin’ out burnin’ down around
With the some Sun
I run from the tongue
I stung
That was me I brung with the trees
I like this like methamphetamine
And leaded green
Until unleaded seen
I’m on the scene with lean
I hit it up to cream
As bit it in tuck
You see
I got the order to be a Gangster
No thanks to the rank and born torn
It’s well worn this rag and flag
I hang with the bag and tag
Max a mag and stagger
Down the block
Got swagger
And ban that talk you do damage
And talk gun talk
Fully hawk and the truck stuck in the
You get plucked and fill it enter
The luck was mine
I hit it off a dime for time squared
I mind is scared of the bare cupboard
I got a buck torn in half
Don’t laugh
You was like this
I ash a Ganja cigarette
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
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Loc: Seattle
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Your ass was bled in bed
Raps off into the red
Zone with the chrome lead
Pistol
A fist full of cash
Make the dash and act rash
Bash a head in
The wedding was thread thing
Like diamond ring
I mic this light steam
Twice with the ice cut time stream
The mic line
I bust it pipe mine off fine
Penalty
You could wax and set them free
Like this skit
Bite tricks off the height rich as breed
Dice bitches into chicken feed
Light this weed
Might wipe off the type gloss
It’s your hype loss
Get the floss out indeed
Run the murder route
You further downtown
Wear the crown and sound lounge
Like this scrounge for pounds of Pot
Might get shot or shot at
I got the gat and strike right back
How you like that?
Type that slack fight did sack the light up
Night cut the mic tucked
Slight snuck around
The fight hit the ground
All I need is a juicer and a Water Jug
And unlimited funds to fill
I kill shit
Light up still thick and tight up
The bill height with ducks
My mic plucks magic
Doin’ Time and planned management in rhyme
I service dimes
Drug Free I like this ski up Tracks
My Mic it comes back and be that black
As midnight I hit the kids fright
I seen it in tight I speed to fell and wishing right they bleed
I win a street fight with G light up the sight struck
By truck and seed white
I could feel all the plight with rapper’s delight
I strike
I be swiped like a card but I scarred so I be hard Mike
Is the par
For the course with War
To tore this score and more
I lead to before the speed lit galore and pour the liquid
You could stick it in with quickness then
I bitch about lens that end with the render
I tender men love it return it to sender
No surrender I bend your focus and smoke hits of Ganja
You noticed I bomb and on run I become
The number one MC that G with the P Pops
Flee cops and see it shocks
Like lead Glocks in the stalk I bleed talk
And read Scotch stop the walk
You notice shit it focus and breed a flock
The dopest shot
Psilocybin!
All live in the eye been
Up to spinning on Methamphetamine grinning with lean
Moving trill as kill I bill you
Still real smooth after cartoon animation at the station
Fade to black exacto blade intact
Stay strapped I got unique sack that freak back
I lit Psilocybin
Where’s the eyes in it to win the Diamond?
I try then to supply the bid
My mind fried end the designed signed signature blind figure four lock
All assorted Glocks that fold with stocks that’s tops
I never botch a hit the Gold watch with cost
That tossed up like pizza crust
Release a thrust with fruity music I use it rough
I hit enough all still in handcuffs
Off Psilocybin rust
Metal all kettle boil head your toil sweat some oil
I foil lit the coil now I Royal how I employ tunes
That spoon is the lid in the room that skid
I flip Gong Fu to the hid in the sip
I dip and trip
Rip up shit seen the difference is bleed like this witness indeed
I law breed as seed they could flee and ski a long Weed
Ganja smoke choke I fill in the THC crystals
WIth calyxes got the fistfuls of cash to dash
Psilocybin on the bike rack
With the trap in rap I hijack
The mic back seen this flack
I’m intact with the strap to the max for black stacks like vinyl wax
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/05/23 04:23 AM)
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Hollywood
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Catch a Grateful Dead show
They got the vibe moving slow
Like it’s live on Ganja flow I know
I’m a drug addict with magic in the sack bag it
I rag with tuck haggle for the duck sausage
The cost it’s high flow sauce in it dry up
The line cut the mind shut frozen
Bros in the game never tripped and came with violence claim
They file in it way
The mildly put it criminal stray the bullet stray hit some kid in the way
I don’t play I Soldier to core with War till it tore apart
The heart and cart off the dart off
You smart loft high and talk your hard soft martial art
I pull apart I start the art with dart thrown
Fully blown shown in the rows men flows then
Small Farm Town down on the ground I lounge
Up in the section caught a reflection of the connection with the leaded crisp
Detection system rinse the reflection of the selection diss the Meth connection
I don’t need it to speed it I grew up smoking Weed Hits a lot and breathe
Bits and Pieces all release these Jesus what a long strange trip it’s been
Peyote Sunset!
All the Gun Tech I rep
I murder jet into the ceremony
Get it stoney with my bone smoking G
I broke up with keys that choke up indeed
I notice Peyote glow just as flow does
The Natives let me in
I begin to sample the ample
Peyote with mo’ mode for P to explode needing Medicine Load
Better than explode the Veteran was told to shine for mine
Rewind the kind bud I popped a vine duck the incline that been fine
I did time in a cell
Maximum hell I dwell in fell trees forest
The poorest with Ganja Galore it’s the fourth tier
I spearhead the Weird Grateful Dead song said to me hit the bong
So I prolong on the Long John’s open arms
Soaked in charm to farm the crop
Loaded just won’t stop encoded stop it blow hit the nose itch
I so in the ditch for Peyote Sunset my flow bet
I listen in position I get the Medicine of God
The license I heart throb motor cog in the machine I gleam
Like this like steam I hype twist they seem lifeless
Human Being that dice into seasick trick flick a bic
Lit all lick is fickle tickle it with ridiculous Trip
Peyote Flipped the Script!
I hold a Gold Cold Ice Sphere in my Tear Frozen
I show a Platinum relax into tracks that screw from
The reaction just a fraction to sum
A gun was there at the party beware a Carne Asada
The Enchilada for the father’s daughter to court order manslaughter
How could a news reporter fill the order with sort of recorder
That sport burned into turned learned the churn
Ice on it burn the Cold Frosty that toss heat under the front seat
I meet and greet the professional so sweet it’s medicinal
The steep tea bleed the fleeing said that each head was tasty
That’s fade heat relate in street compete with meat for flow teach
Reach the masses autograph glasses fast it’s the last hit that passes
Flick the bic and rinse as since been kin to win within the sin
Propose the flows that shows whose toes glow with toe ring
I propose to sing the song of the bong all day long and night
In flight I have sight keen like in a Lucid Dream we team steam
Light cream for the Frappuccino I beam mo’ that show roll hold sold it
I folded the trick up bold did it rip the cold ones with guns
They comin’ for Suns and Baked Buns
All tracks reach number one with the facts slung slang and can’t hang
Rang the thang and dropped aim with the same name of famous
My brain lets the blood stain spread address the blame spread
Throughout Politics I psychic stitch up the mic twitch ever since
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
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Posts: 2,952
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I light chemicals
I do a Raw Plant Dance
And enhance with the Water Fast
I blast my way out to round it round the town sounded loud
I scrounged up the keys to the lounge and bound
Inbound fire you could hit higher than flame that came with the game
I like this in the brain I type to twist a J
Smoke Ganja Hay call it follow the sticks and digits that some with it
Some not some get shot and rot
I bought a stopgap measure to sever ties with eyes that haven’t seen
I float this a Human Being wrote this
I coat with the drugs blowfish
I snow sift the road twist and turn I burned in the sign into my mind
I diamond with it try to flip the Wizard you risk swerve and skid
Out of control with your bid to control my mind
You are blind
Never seen inclined to beam and I find the team
Laughing
We finish class in the past when the dashboard ten scored the phantom core
For Ransom was War I sank them and bank on
The relaxing song that I smoke a bong to
You picked the wrong crew to mess with
I set trip again one day and then
I like to play fight with friends at night or daylight
What remain is the fight until that cult of the knife remains tight knit
Scraped a chain by brain
Lit it plain and simple
Like a fin to pull it off wrinkle shot the think you’ll blot
Like blotter I caught Father
Jacking off to the slaughter
I caught your chart there
Armed and bare like Fred Astaire
I hit the player for mayor to stay square
Behavior just lay there and spray in the air
Bullets on anyone who pull it
I fully full tip speed with lead and need the freak speed
I bleed I bled I’ve said it before
Red and I’m tore
I seen a War and like this core I hype this
The type with the Ganja on the fist I bomb on
Switch it up a solemn song of the long fist
I ball up stitch just like this plain and crisp
Licensed with the twice sped the ice fled roll dice tend
The fields
Peeled back caps and wield weapons
They threaten so I check in the letter meant better for folk
Who provoke War the Veterans
We lit
All crash wrecked off of it
How soft with rep
I make a Mexican Pot X mark in the dark to step with park
They flex off the chart
With heart I tear apart
Rip roar and swore the ink pour
Pen then make it end
I send it out
Rendered down with crown for frown
I rip around a tight noun
Flip a clown and West Bound
I stress how I check a fool wrench down
With stench abound the inspect for it to Tech 9 tore it
Went to War with hits that flip
Soar and shit
I tour off the War in tip
It takes more than a little bit
Of pain in the ice lane that set it slain
Lift the left lane
And all dice game
Except for fame this light in this is tight in this
Right in this exclaim
How I roll twice and skip
The West Side is in it to ride then
I get inside them
All men run and hide when
The Westside is attending
They all defending trying not to see the lens bending
They all fled the thing
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/08/23 02:17 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Let’s Dance!
All roll a martial sword style with empty hands
Bladed and faded the stands related
Like plans to reinstate it the state of Israel
I got it hated the way they did it
I made it
I hit the play button on the tape deck
A ray in check
Fade the flex to got layed out by the specs
To say something all sum in it gunning
All number one and the front man
I Soldier stand by the bolder in suntan
I colder than a fold than with the plan that’s bold
Well told yo!
Dance!
With the swords in your hands
All off hit bottom lands
Swamp and that’s all that’s sin the plans
You could fear a spear strike spear hands just might frighten you
They tighten the screws
All like this I rock true as hype in this pot of stew
I swipe up the witch’s brew
Psychedelic crew in the intelligence
It’s relevant how the master mason chase in the place and
Want to see everyone succeed
A night breed lightning speed
I like this indeed tight this
With Weed
Ganja Herb as I flip the Verb
I got high with a lot of folks
At the party pad
All broke from buying sacks toked
Slow mo with the pro here
Takin’ no shorts with no fear
I report a tear shed
Shot you in the head
As rock as stay bled
I’m deadhead
More so than any other glow I’m likely to see so
I bleed flow
Where the Weed Grow Ganja Herb cold Yin herb
I light it deter the word slur
All lightness is a blur I gotta fight this
Incur the Wrath of the Titans
People need time to ignite twist up the license
I tight this reflex in check with speed next
I bleed soldier what seed as torn in your Weed Stash
Gotta make the cash and flash off
All rash raw as saw the ash
I light it in a dash and blast
Microphone is the weapon that master prone to disaster head flown
The next chapter I grow in the folks I intend to toke with again
When they older
And can handle a trip much bolder
Like Soldier
I Cold Burn
Dragon in this to churn you off the wagon as I flaggin’
I lit a caffeine chemical beam
Wait to light in this Green Bud
We need Cuts to chop up to rock dust
Trust that
All lean in cold fat that’s on the attack
That’s fact
License to bleed cold roll the map
On all tracks I’m sacked up
Got the plaque bucked
All stacks shut out the other crew’s route
All lean swervin’ no doubt we curve in this
Hush yo mouth
Burnin’ down south
Earnin’ hit the house word and they servin’
Flip the route
That surgeon I turn in all crew’s weapons
Get check in the fresh mint coin
All been boy to man that’s the plan
You gonna suffer chain of command gets rougher and tougher
Now you understand
I tripped off the land with it in hand
I got the contraband
I’m soul of the fold that roll cats bold back
With the gat I old attack the max
I fact stung with strap hung gun in my lap
Wait for the caps to peel
For real yo
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/08/23 10:51 AM)
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Hollywood
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We the professional
Ganja smoking specialists
Provoking thought contacting to rock back send the ends we make
We shake and bake
Break it off like cake coffee
All soft heat comes complete
I take a seat in the lounge with an ounce in a sack
Roll a blunt fat
Pass it around cause that’s how it’s goin’ down
I licensed in the town to shot the crown talk and round walk
I stalked the street all night on meth
Now I want each step to reflect the Ganja connect I’m offa
I soft with the specs I rock the see saw the left law in effect that’s raw
We don’t break a fool’s jaw
We like to seen them saw the bleed through law through the speaker
Kick it in feature of the teacher the Herbal word slow we pull off the blunt
Each stunt increases each punt of the ball
For fall we can come all like that with the spiked back
I Soldier Stat but I bust Ganja rap with the Master on Tack
I fast with the Gat to sat in the back of the lounge
I don’t pack I flip a round with my ounce sack
I blacked out with one rap round the fat sound
Come from now we rock the ground shake
Make the place quake murderers ache to serve it further than bake
We on the bake bonus and that’s sho’ nuff
We blown up
The Hashish was Opiated
AWWW Snap!
We hated that like tracks to get faded with bladed
I threw a hand grenade did it fully skated and lated the dealer
A four wheeler we stole like the beater control
It took it’s toll
I rip roll on the shock the block for flocks to talk
Rip rock the stops of the pops for Gold to once up in the mold for gold
We cold
Hit it bold with the slid in old men like rolled when it’s Sold to men
Women and Children even
I ski beam in the cement
We invent the lean it spent
Get it bent
All that was meant we invent to pay the rent we sprayed the fade out
Laid out route we made out like Gold Rope Cable the name shout out
The game came in flames with the same stout as lames
We brains under the table to sell sale whip prevail all the fable
Must it lay bell back at the stable to get capable to break and pull
Tug on the wool be mistake the skull for breaking dull blades in it way
We spray and lay down the law the whole gang saw
God sold me Heroin
Back there at the station
Where my train came in
I had to use it and abuse it even though I didn’t choose it
My DARE officer is going to lose it
I fly hit the rule is sick the trick is a mix bag of swag
I got it tag the wall with tag on the saw that saw seen the scene
I light up and lean
Don’t bite up a Human Being
I’m on it freeing up the G truck skiing
The tree smoke seems better loc I sweat a folk who junkie
I punk meat in the seat on funky
Dope beat for the rope gold and sweet
Can’t compete I rock a sheet I gloss it feed lost my weed
I copped some speed after that
Behaved like a sewer rat with the gat
How I Mac the girls in the World is all mine Plural
I sold a dime to Merl
I hurled up urled
I curled the swirl
In tight with the insight into burn and churn
I behaved really Stern with the Urn keeper
A sleeper that bleep out the cuss words
You could bet I rushed 3rd base and stole it Ace
At the poles such as outer space
With the tight lace
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/08/23 05:50 PM)
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Hollywood
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Posts: 2,952
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I flex wreck a check under Mexican Law
I broken a jaw
Spoken of what I saw in the opening
Broke the thing with Wing
I in tight cling to eyesight that fight for night
I close them tight at night and go to bed
With Vanilla Ice pumping in my head
I said
I need dreadlocks
And steel cocks the wield
I feeled peeling caps back with mics
Up to stats is types that swipe cracks on the time I dine on swine
I chime up a bell rung as hum
Got my gun for some fun with the Sun
I shot it in the tongue
The tracer rounds let me lounge
And aim with the flame I’m star bound
One in the same with the German Last Name
I swerve in the lane
On my bike
I thrive to stay alive
I arrive at the dive and spot diamonds
Ice on the cut I strut for I shake my butt
I seen it far enough and close
To chose what goes up my nose
I just flows
WIth my toes massaged
I rock it hard or soft
I like the breeze with disease
I do a two step
And check the chin to begin
Through next in line is to unwind
After with beers
What I fear is a girl crying tears
So I steers into her rear
And sear all near
With the fear instilled
I killed
Top billed
Ice willed in the dice game
Roll it twice flame
Off copy the blood stain
Top this refrain
My mic’s slayin’
I rain down fire and became admired
Before I retire I want that desire
To be fulfilled I chilled
Ice back and billed twice that until
I multiply into infinity
I can’t allow sucka MCs in the vicinity
I hit 2 shakes
And roll Earthquakes out all night until day
This is
Methamphetamine
With the gleam
We chop it on blades with the sharpness maintains dead enemies
All over this that skis
My skill is ill I reveal
How I deal with the sealed up
I real shit tucked in between my nuts
I sold cuts to kids
And went to prison
High again
I ride the wind
On time I spend
I light as bright as send
I mend
Defend intend for splendid
Hit the head hit up
Or a body high
I got guts to try more
High dose Psilocybin
Close to frying
My eye seen the sights
It’s frightening
To think how tight I been
I Mike and I begin
To Psychically awaken
After just one hit is taken
I bake in the Crystal Lake
With break Water
I short order
For the slaughter I caught your scene
And recorded the dream
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/09/23 03:54 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 2,952
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I need a wine case
Like Ace of Bass
With space that takes place
In outer
Crowd around louder
I hit the sound blur
Take it out of town word
I flip a bird
And shit a turd
On the World
Word
I curled natural
After factual Ganja
The process is tactical
Of hittin’ up relax you pull
Off the J
Any way every day a Butterfly Play
I thunder Eye that crazy High
Or stoned hit the phone again
In the Zone I tend to enter the dragon
Kind Buds take the most funds to buy
I tie an Eye up with mind shut
I Psychedelic and hell hit the bell that don’t ring
I sing a song about the thing
I Pigeon Wing off Ganja
Sniff Coca
I choke a rope duck it broke tucked around your throat cut
I feel like some money
Smoking gun heat up the done sheet
Tucked is one for sum
I run it back hum it intact the gun
Is sweet
License you can’t compete with the street
I rock a Green Leaf
For Soldier defeat you bolder than teacher
Each reach for speaker
Making sound weaker
I made drugs in a beaker
Nope
Instead I grew Ganja Herb sweeter
I hit a competitor head brain more as Veteran
Sweat I roar through core as swore
I hit the head and floor the gas
Another mission another task
I hit chemicals and rolled
All night frightening to most
Cold as Ice been a toast to Methamphetamine
All gleam lean in
To cement
Concrete shoes with the blues I surf on twos
Crew in the distance to rinse shit
We hit em up fist then
I rip when I dis intent on bent I murder spent
Much further as a red cent
I give it up pentagram
Slam! Show you who I am
I’m a drug addict fan of the product
I hit ice up rock saw that
Gold tracks
Remove bold tactics to cap fits the map stitched
I’m glad I had the drugs
Now I release thugs and smoke buds
I flipped off a ice core as War
Ice tore me I born see in pornography Of Ice G
I slice on Ice lit the price for roll dice
Twice that I just sold you an Iced out gat
Rollin’ fat
It don’t matter that Ice is dangerous
You scared and thus remain to bust in the head
With the gun lead out the duct remain spent as plucked
I got it stuck in the Ice cluck with the license
I splice the cable in the tight ends
Ice as blends
Ice defend hits to send spliff off
I lit lost on Ice this flip gloss as twice as nice
You could get it high or tore for War
You could score
Lit it to swore you kick back with a gram sack
All night tragic if you Ice and can’t manage
You get damaged
I’m tired of stims
It’s Him yo!
Relax kick back and flow
Smoking Reefer glow
I flipped it flow with a Gold Coat
I float Butterflies
Such as another?
Never that I’m OG and scatter
Matter of fact I chill and serve a brother
I smother the attack with the master
I chapter swore on facts that War
I hasta glorify violence or I won’t go on
I got to smoke a bong before too long
Hit it prong the leaded song
For a flow torn
I been born to sip and soar
I rip roar
Got the floor now
In the Pow!
Knock em out action how
I react son
Is I do damage
Platinum Plaques this War is won
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/10/23 08:12 PM)
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Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,952
Loc: Seattle
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I rode a Harley Davidson Motorcycle
All night
Made four five kicks in 360 degrees
Light this cheese
I tight with knees too
All what crews do is fool
They act and a tool comes out
I split the gun fest
For undress the test and profess
The drugged sets I made
Ace of Spades with the sprayed
All over the place with no Ace
Hosing down the entire face of town
I wrote shit down
And voted for no more clowns
I don’t kick I rock pounds click
It was a trip to kick 360 degrees!
I lighted more cheese
And a breeze blew through the crew
All of us, even the tallest
Pulled out our wallets and entered the Ball Fest
Meth
The banging noise is going on outside
Americans lighting firecrackers
I mastered that pour blood and tears
Light up with fears
Of strike back
Near is Mike’s back
With that
I flip right stat with the caps going off
People soft turn hard and on guard
What you see is a shard of the pain
That torture is the aim simple and plain
It’s not my light
To ignite on Psychedelics
See everything as Sum
I ran a gun from here to there
Caused fear in a player
Yo just stay there and stay scared
It takes a War to core
To flip the score back as more rap
Comes to you from the stack
Mike causes impact
I seen the flip hats
And unspeakable acts
War is an old thing
I told bring the gun and a blood stain
I tour through the lane
Taking shots
Breaking hot tops with clock rock around it sound it
The whole town flipped
When Hamas took hostages
Some botched the job
And told to rock and roll as take toll
Speak it scroll of the charges
At large is War
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (10/11/23 10:55 PM)
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