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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Drew a heat Gun from across the Street Come to complete the mission I stick in with a blade Or anything made to damage Like bang your head on some advantage I got this ransacked as the plan of attack I smoke crack I fiend for the tax to compete with the Street Lax In the run beats I meet up With the DJ The beat play as I proceed to slay I make hits grade and fade these Paper Trees up the lead cut I defeat MCs struck like bucks I just truck rope with coat I got the dope With no hope for the kinfolk I wrote them off as cost I boss of the law as the claw hand I brand label till fat cable I aim bell and say it you could tell I play it the way I stray cat Release some flame back As I came intact And left with the strap on the map
When it comes to firing guns I’m numb off of Suns I got it from a Pot connect With Meth later I skate there Masturbator with the weight air I place fair as the place I tear I strip it bare lift the DARE program And slam it on it’s ass to flow can Wax I more than set it credit I let it edit the beverage I dead from I dead hung all drugs as instead bum a cigarette? Hell no that’s no gun threat I pass a drug test as plug fresh I dub step and rub out the rest My Ganja infects I got it on yah To calm bomb there as a strong way in the fade I care I about people’s blade skills I bust it ill I the motherfucker who drill you Steel through they peel tubes As cool as attitude I max in rude I sampled a lot of food I got the check infected with the representative I in dentist drill your shit You get murdered with Rolled a whole sack into a Spliff The pole shifts I fold hits up With a bit of truck jewels on fools I did cool as school In fact I rule The phat connects kids drool I CASh respect
My Cash business thrives I hitch a ride inside the mind As I combine guns hide from my blind stung I relax rewind brung the facts about straps I release the backs bonafide Flip it skip it to Trip it thrive I’m lifted I’ve arrived as the type that get high I split an eyeball off aligned tall in balls I shift through walls and brawl Scrawl graffiti all over the World need be I fancy to read me More about growing Ganja Trees I’m old school with it indeed I want to breed
I Psilocybin feed These rhymes agreed upon With the steel until dawn I got shit on I serve a glass bong I made I grade Haze as the band plays The man stays up late The rain tuck the blade from they Sun I ripped it stun the grift is one thing If a Gun ring you know where it’s comin’ from Sing
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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I caught a Gold Rush As bold touch that ass with cold hands I bust man to man combat with brands I understand my upper hand is where I stand I like it to hype it some type with black with no spices I like the Ice crisp with a Ganja twist I Soldier Fist as hold up frisk The herniated disc is like this with the mic lit in it crisp I just bike back up the mountain To count cash then I’m counting I’m about one thing as Guns Ring I adjust the Green Ganja Weed on top of done dirty deeds that run from They bleed as someone Sun come from I indeed Got a lot to shot with I top with hop skip and jump twitch I’m rich I got a hitch post for my ghost I host Christmas every year as fear Is my witness I surpassed breakfast To make it clear I lit in the career flip pathway that ashtray I recycle Hay Mic it up again to display I’m Martial in the Ks and Ms I cycle Ps and defend the Bs and Ls Intelligent I score some more metal shit The heat will hit bricks Thick head tricks on Cash lit I got the magic sticks with fix it to rich kids flip lids I busted bids as someone hidden I don’t fit in
Cleaning satellite dishes Down to mixes with my bag of tricks I love to get lifted I grip it the wads of cash I love to smoke a Spliff with my other herbs I lightning with words I brighten the whole thing like verbs I come through Gold swing on heard Of the Royal King soil sting I boil bring The coiled thing lightning with Wings I light up the night sing I tight Bust it and I just might mix it up splice with wires I get higher as retired I admire the guy you’re wreckin’ check in The flex then I expound the lex mend Wounds in this soon as rooms fume up I doom struck by buck fifty laced weed sacks With ziplocks Flasks of Hash Oil I lighting in the soil brightening this Royal Wing The coiled thing serpent I got the merchant on line With chirp then I bust it every time Why I clean satellite dishes In line with online with TVs the Gs bust like breeze I a must for the Kilos I just peel slow And grow real old as Gold told your Soldier I lit it fold there Cold beware of the bold flavor Royal I tear into the air I scare kids with lightning And thunder I right wing take a number Till my flight bring Gun ring I something seen In the dropped beams with cream I tight like the lean Busted Green Buds I like this like thugs like it even I just be in like hippies dippy skippy lip read the speed Need be I clock some keys that freebies I lock the seed money like Gun Heat
This is my take flight song Whether it’s right or wrong Yo smoke a bong Lifted gone with Trips kid You flipped it and ripped it Wicked LSD tickets Each weekend to speak then I release blend the freaks send Each bleep leave you dead As reach head I got a breach led the fleet There instead with the beat glare On tracks with facts that’s whack I got it black rap it bastard Hat on backwards I sack burned This rap churned you curved up Lit it word up I want to see you burn you punk I flipped some junk and bit a lump I something stump as Gun Ring Something sing like one Wing I got it in the thing I ball and call it that Solve a fact is you tall with raps quick Install the Shaolin disembowel men And women Get MCs swimmin’ to the brim then In the deep end all freaks bent I make entrance with the death sentence I best behavior blade flavor When I crave your warm embrace I laced with venom in space I’m a Veteran of the tight letter then Grade A with display case The Space Race got everyone a foul taste
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-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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I want a Ganja Shirt The rifle expert I got necks murked Dead Martially skilled and with the feds I lead the crew to slew fools Rip tools cut I lit some fuel up Ganja Truck Like this we don’t give a fuck about Ice in the cut I seen a bitch slut with fake butt I licensed nut to strut Something fronting like what Wing was that? Wing Nut with the bat I scatter I’m wired and tired of firing I like the thing to swing Busted a diamond ring on most folks Try to swing Life leads you in a dream Someone scheme on beams To drop it rein I cop it Ganja Herb as word up I lit the first Truck as struck I lit a buck every day No way you could master this play I raps in fade With the blades Coming out crazed I fade the days in a Haze strain In my brain all lit up with the main THCs Cannabinoids Gs know I employed Weed I cycle the Ganja breeds All around I cop a pound of some Home Slice I roll the dice and shot twice I flip the Nice Dreams With Ice Cream Candy coated lean
The Wu Tang Slang led by a Gang I got my finger on the trigger A fixture I’m high off a Ganja been there Dry is kin to die I roll my eye and cry blood Not shy I’m a thug with plastic love Rub a back as sacking scrub I bastard mugshot for Pot I got shot at I rocked them with a gat so they’d stop that I roll a fat factory now Like Wrigley’s Spearmint Gum I fear a ton of Psilocybin Hard to describe except I get it live when I Ride I inside to scoop as coup for chicken Kickin’ thick in the victim I six ends I bring it to the den Guild for the killed and when I’m skilled I got the bills to pay Ski and slay Every day a vacation I seen the station change on the radio wave I’m so brave I lead it to my grave WIth the stone engraved My show in the day I display the K up the rain struck I don’t give a fuck if I get wet bet
I’m all Set I liken that to a threat I Gun Tech With the rep I got the Black AK-47 All Soldiers go to Heaven
This is my Earth song I lit a bong as smoke through the fog as cogs turn I mix up the churn after burning word to Wing A sturdy with the ringing thing and I King banned radar I stay par Lead away far as display case ace for the car that laced I trace the base off face value I won’t allow you to crowd in through the blue as sound proof I around aloof of the scared dare as scoop Best beware I tear off the roof Like lightning shoes I can’t lose I bump and bruise I never snooze I flip fuels for cool as tools Take you to school to learn rule as mule for Ganja thugs bomb on and on I right a wrong flipped my Earth song as I burst strong I rehearsed wrong I should have capped fools and strapped with tools I facts like the cool is I new to biz but screw through fits As move sweats I grew bets of freeze disease Leave to skis I breeze need them Trees Like that I bike back up to rap up I black strut the map struck by maximum dust as gun clap And I bust to trust that I rolled flat as Gold Cap I hold gats and patrol with stats I rapped up The track cut with sacks struck the max truck I just get them to back up with the sack tucked I crack up They lack strut In the cut
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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It’s a drug fest As things rest I plug test Make a mess with the cess rap is blessed with caps I map up the sacks with Gold straps Turning Platinum ass disappears with fears and the rap in em I fact is hum back is numb Relax with the tongue as black lit the Sun I gap from one lung hung off strung that modern I lit a lot of turn as clock burn the cycle I just one gun I sum with the buns to bake I take it as break fit I hit I gun real quick stiff upper lip Soldier equipped with lift and blessed by the test I’m fresh I Soldier step as cold through as kept I retire slept on admire Wire up the Mex and that’s fire keep abreast of the desire I retire off drugs as thugs sweat with bugs Techs That hugs the flesh run the next one with a gun who stun with Sun I break it to take it from you as Gun true I rung blue and cycled through crews as rifle bruise They used drugs as flew nugs turn me blue I crew I drew tools as school is I fool with the fools quick I mule dick as thick as the crew did set Flew in it crept I don’t half step I finish with the left As quiet as kept
I burned up a 33rd degree Mason While chasing the Dragon Freebasing on the wagon to tag in I bag when I flag ten off the ends Like super friends I bent Entrance the defense hits back intense To offense makes sense as I dragon’s breath I soul to slept through crew as Tech Drew the brew off of who flew I cycle new with the mic that’s crew I drew back and capped I smacked up a fool who tried to act up I black tuck one as Sun from one I Gun with the tongue that speaks from this reek of Cannabis Still I chill like $100 bills I fill in to drill when I kill intend to bend entrance with the defense kept I offense step with Cold rep I Golden bet I fold then I hold drugs when I bold thugs like to plug this I thug rich with drugs bet and drug sandwich I hang with crews who use drugs as tools Flipped it like fuels I rule the airwaves as I stare brave as a slave who dare fade The master hasta be rapture as come to capture I attack bird as 33rd I master nerve as fast as blurred My drugs unnerved as I served a fool Lit his tool up as I shoot the front I Sun from the gun with spun Lyrical hum like the type that strung I hype gun that microphone Smoke a bone yo
Dry as high eyes blinded Rewinded the bind in it to the time slid Back on crack with a sack dropping Acid I get that ass kicked I recycle plastic as spastic This rap’s trick I capped thick as bastard the last hit got me blasted I outlasted the fast with the Water Caught an order to sort through as burned true as kernel All infernal I write in my journal that I burned fool I turn it drew in the stew with new crew as flew back with a sack I black out and rap route I flip a doubt I come about as I shout out loud downtown with the crown for frown All cycle come around with the hype thug on drugs That’s cooked up with a truck to print bucks enough for rough I scuff a cuff off the snuff flick that run thick through jungles kick It with the kick back like a mismatch I lift crack I bit the stack into it to rinse through hits as mince I final since I ever been through rent’s due I adventure flew through crew in the center can’t lose I wear shoes with the blue suede I fade crews sprayed All over the place trying to Ace about face as I laced I spaced true as makes grew that frosted flakes that I bakes on I rake saw in the ache claw as mistake draw lit it 8 ball
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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Harsh Speaking on March And hard crush A dark dust inhaled Everyone bailed I got railed and jailed and failed finally My title be vital I homicidal murder Further as hamburger Your word up I heard a duck cluck Like a chicken pluck As stick in such as the bitch in you I master drew up the past as I slam I jam a hard slow one with a gun I like this numb from becoming one Wing I tight this and sing take flight adjust as buster cussed I might all of this trust as lust? Sho nuff you get bust back at as shoulder strap I got my gat on the map and tracked I fiend the stat and ain’t comin’ back I lunar catch the sooner batch as stash I like this track and facts straight I got a cake I bake and for God’s sake I masturbate on a dinner date I deflate Egos all speed in rows heroes Sandwich as I brandish iron and keep on flyin’
I’m the only one I split a gun on my tongue smoking numb I cycle hum as release the peace gum I liken to come Some stripe and I mic that Hike back as the strike in rap It’s like that I spin a back and crack I jack a lap up For the track cut As I sack up My Mac up The backwards actors as X factors Smack them up for chapters I could hear laughters in the back woods Only goods move as groove like the Sun sooth I lit a tool whip you in school till you drool I swim in the pool Like this I type twitch to fool Hype trip My mic’s lit I type to sweat like Keith Beyond belief I drop acid speak I mastered the whole cycle of bastard I hit a track burned They yearned for that and a fat gat My rhyme did strap As I feed the black grease like deceased I’m not East I’m West coast Off the gun I tote And smoke Coke
Smoking Pot as eyes dot I cry on the spot when my mind is gone on The long road home smoke a clone on the phone now We just blown BLAUGH! I mic up the type cut that swipe I bust a pipe It’s like that come back and run the fact is I’m a Gun I light like the Sun and nonviolent so run If you like that You could see my gun strap as I hum My mind stung like black lungs and bats I type to track backwards I’m rap swords as core as the War you spin I just begin the cycle never end I rifle spent the invention I send in my shit and murder it on every hit I sight blind on the time from reclining with crime and diamonds I mine for those as I bind with the stove I written wrote the antidote folks search for And lurch forward it’s toward the core and curse the source burst forth Like blue torch I lit the scorch and retort I floor mat as the door cat I strapped I hike up the tax cut as mic strike I lust for life and twice as much truck as the buck back slut you rap up I cap up and slap up a fool Their shit isn’t cool
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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I mic up the strike up Cleaning Cannabis Money and come up You could sum up the drugs run up and cut with shit I hold your hits in so listen I glisten in the Sun on a run for a ton I stripe my lung like the come from the ice I split it device lit up I been stuck and ruptured I struck born as War in The tore men I flip ends that rich bitch I recommend I hit a lot of Water ends as the slaughter depends I court order for the lens I tight blends This mic depends on life spent devising hype I I Captain I stack then the rap ends the blacken when you in the vacuum I monsoon and Swanson gone spoon that sponsor Gong Fu from me and you a monster I rap on heard word as the magic wand scored I forward moving Grooving with the loose leaf I smoke the shoots of reefer blooms in the ether You could be there or be square You dare come to player? I slay the air in layers rap players Like life savers I flavor on tracks Behaviors are whack
I cough my lungs off Saw a Sun raw As done as I Gun up I strum a guitar As my car revs into the revelation I stay at the station As cremation sets the date and skate then I get a replacement As my basement Gets the rain check on hate meant for the Ace bent I stretch the came crept Like Acid I got a task that mastered I’m plastered I bastard Capped style last with The extra mile file thirteen I beam Sun cream as run seen I adjust the scene As bust that trust that I struck in rap and hijack The map my stats backed by wax I maximum As I spun my sacks I from I’m done deal Peel caps and wheels Of cheese in the breeze I steal Seal that I peel back And spit real rap I feel trapped So I sapped the tree and ski Lightning like this G
High Powered The hours went by as spent by The sign I bent mine A long time ago and instead shine and glow I entrance into rhyme With blindness I’m behind this eight ball As I weight tall as bake all day and call The Ace all I laced ball And I make tall cake High rate as I skate I license to date Made it pay and stay back I get made on tracks that like this or that I bat baseball as they fade all day I roll in Hay or Hay roll in me I golden T I cold then I sold them ski ball As Weed called Hay I fall in a day Follow fall as I eight ball I deflate follow hate crawl as I skate Make all day an all day Sun Ray Tan and spray the sand with waves On hand I got blades I shade as ray did fade the day made gray As the clouds came in I’m allowed rain then I crowd around the space ten As I lace men Retrace the track as bass case the place as defaced makes ends I lay dead with the Ace spread all over the place
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-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (01/07/24 04:39 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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Smack the fuck out them That’s all there there is about them I don’t shout when I smack the fuck out them I count to ten My ten fingers lingers on their face As I play the space that stray rounds came down to the pound click Drop a lick as sick as the trick I bitch slap Read this cap as mastered chapters Thirteen I curve beam as absurd seen In the reinvented wheel I peel I steel with the feel roll Peel that cap you got to smack the fuck out them Then count to ten backwards I smoke a sack and practice swords I so bored I glorified violence And sit in silence As I see children kill then I chill ten paces Then smack the fuck out their faces I base this on what took place In LA I come from the gangster rank the kids As spank them bids? No. Slap the fuck out their shit You got to do it Don’t screw it up to brew it This antigangster hit rules Trip
I swig the Vodka I have Psilocybin flashbacks You can cash that I’d rather smoke Hash that Track record isn’t sketch But I bet I flash when I dash And drink the Vodka splash My shit blasted me I hasta key up I Treed up My Speed Truck I lead in tuck with the bleed Recede into the heat I bust meat All white sheet I was 9 years old when I turned Gold I sold I didn’t cold chill until I turned ill I sold the bill and still I busted that Drug back as the fat sack Turn over the clover max I stacks the rap tracks As facts I microphone break a bone All cloned I shown the stone All alone in a zone I kick it Psilocybin causes ignition in the mind Everyone is blind I like LSD Crack Cocaine and ski Pass the flame and G I like to P Trip as sip Written scripture For the fixture in antiquity
You just do it As the Nike swoosh flew in to brew then Ruin kids with steps I make Texans backpedal on metal I kettle boil several deploy Overseas like breeze The wind in this sneeze I lock Gs up The freezer truck as feed they stuck in hell I rebel the rebel sell as the sweat pull I dead full of slugs lead full I fully pull heat on the Street that Gun unseat Like track meet I rap fleet Ain’t nuthin’ sweet I something to greet one wing Busted cheap trick as thick like flick bic I’m lit I Meth as Sun number one I spun I speak the snake tongue as bake numb I run it from a drug threat as murder crept Into this burner flex I serve in Techs Word as respect you get your neck chopped up I top struck as lead from the Gun Get your Set sprung As jet become one
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-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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I’m a blind Cannabis Breeder I seek your weed up for seeds cut Sativa Every American wants it to back up slugs hit Indica Within the buns is the hot dog on smog I rifle in the cog that spike pull through the fog I like this to right crisp Hell yeah we grow out Indicas as bell yeah We gel expel the hell as we sell product We rock raw cut as start but Everyone wants to from while all we want is Sativa I G with the Tree I feed and bleed for bomb seed We hooked up with the Dutch As we flow such as in the lab to stab at high grade fade had The main lane on the mad crazy It don’t phase me to see pounds of the high grade round these parts Kids throw darts and arts as arcs and sharks I pull apart the thread of genetics and let it Set in The Weapon I stress in the fresh kids back breakfast and check flips Like this trick we use to hybrid can’t lose my mind as my rhyme skid It’s mine this bid on Gun crime and sometime spun time Into a little ball is all we crawl the cut for as I strut born I’m torn and War is core for the floor to rip and score more Herb We rip shit up in the Truck smoking Kind Buds
Something such as that one thing That Gun ring I Soldier King to fold up to roll up I got put on hold as I sold solid Gold I controlled the cold static magic mastered Back at it With the Glock Plastic I’m spastic as raps kick that ass quick I Mastered it Now I just need to get lit again Play on the Set and Ace as red case for federals I bled to pull up full up square as rock air in the long hairs All on that bong players say theirs As blades fair I ease into Speed with the grip I Trip it Slid into where you been to as the kin drew the map On stack latter that had the hat and batter up I mad as fuck about Ganja Legalization Mad meaning crazy into it I been to win Cannabis Cups As land as struck It’s rare to find one grown on climb rung the chime a ton I crime as one to define the blood My blood line is pure as vine rhyme I take some time off I don’t rhyme soft We go hard as a steel car with wheels spinning The door is ajar as we scar up And hard to cut license to strike multiple times as crime’s tough Why I rhyme rough in the cut
Flight syndrome We tight with did chrome Right hit roll in the strikes I mic up the spike that with spiked bats And type gats Roll in flats My early flights were tight wired As high bird as die 33rd I rhyme word As I burned the turned in guns from Suns as furnished I burn Spliff now as holy cow that I slid through POW!
I Soldier how I fold yah I told you so bro I control the glow and slow movement too soon in it spoon digits frigid cold Rifle and now I sound old as fights pull I might skull and cut a cult out the Volt for rhymes jolt My slang gets worse as I come in first burn the earnings up I turn into the bird in the cut as word up I 3rd base struck as laced as they braced for it Till core hit I more lit I soar and lift as I explore the riff I tight ship to ripe blip I seen Beaming in the ski in the cement where that heat went and be bent
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-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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We serve off a curve Light his nerve as words swerved Burned Turned into word up windows to been smoke through as dope Cope with that Sold a lighter rap as bite your back Intact With steel click clack for real Get back I unseal the Trees ya’ll I bleed into brawl as install the key all feed on like lawn mown Just so you show in I growin’ Reefer blowin’ in the breeze I shock Gs in the ether I ski and be there as lead tear beware I breed fair seeds as busted needs for trusted deeds titles My rivals homicidal as I fix minds and call it a wall as I ball I tight and tall bright and follow the swallow the Hashish and all bro I got to stall I fall back as whack lighters rhyme writers that haul Loads and tote codes that sold in smoke as choke I struck a note and flipped the vote Like candy coat I tough to smoke under the table as brand label I bust a cable and stay gelled fable Then melt into the realm as coin boy in this toy I light it to sight it employed so don’t fight it
The candy coated nose like Rolls Royce Sighted choice as the voice of a generation Disco nation I’m smoking bacon as I got a stake in Crack Cocaine and I flame the jet Black spot as shot that Hot gats with sap tracks Murder facts on Meth But Cocaine is a new breath Soak in the lane I hit herbals maintain As I flame I call names I solid aims as Guns Claim Lives I fit some knives in As the tribe arrive with kin I got it live to begin to thrive I shot shit ride into the times with blindness I sit the sign as I rhyme adjust I bust that Rollin’ fat cats As black strap molasses I back itch the sound fringe I’m in town on a binge I hit the fridge for goodies All wood heat up like hoodies I shot stood G I should be all I can be And seek Candy see Like Cream with the white gleam I lizard be in the blizzard Of Snow for the flow
I’m speeding on shrooms Too soon to see a new moon I’m on ruins of the fluid once drew it My crew hit it flew rip I drip and tip Light up it’s a Trip to sight luck As quick as they duck A punk trick My microphone mix up the sticks but my eyes shut I’m behind in the cut My sign is I mind the store on four four I light this tore through rooms with cocoons I baboon and stab with spoon Since High Noon I gunfight and shoot I root and toot for the fresh fruit I lightning suit I play the flute and act cute for chicks In the fix I got it in the mix The engineer does that shit and light up Spliff Right you is to handle biz like the drugs did My plugs rib I bust into your crib and mad lib I Ad lib freestyles over broken beats that fiend child I be wild I climb into the design with one mind I’m Gun blind I can see the signs behind me I rhyme a crime for they nine as I shot prime
I find it like a diamond I recline
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Hollywood
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I shrunk a chump As punk ass lumped with glass pipes I shot mics off I’m soft I lit the loss I cross up as I saw in the cut some raw nut I shot front Mushrooms blunt Like success you could get it fresh I hand heat in the dead sleep Dirty deeds Lurk on speed I shot some Trees and bleed Every Soldier needs the OD On Psilocybin Inside been alive within I rhyme demons I rock the time as clocked I shine A lot of crews signed their tools I rock spools of wire I hit the fire and shocked admire The block that’s stock I hatched a plot I got a Fast knot As cocked Glock I light up bright Like Sunlight I fight Run rhymes Downtown Around Hit the ground You found the OD So unpleasant Your resident was intensely Trippy I skip Speed and smoke Weed Hit the seed of the OZ The gold standard branded as landed Jobs stranded like mobs
I’m all high and shifty Like trippy sailor I bail your rhythm in prison This life and how I’m livin’ I shot Ice As I rock it dice rolled I strolled Straight into Gold I hold that Mat straw lack raw as caps I busted black maps on tracks That’s facts as raps static I’m magic flipped the had it with cabbage Damage I got to brandish Weapon as they step in I crept in with the Glock I shock and everything stopped I pinpoint on a fat joint I all high anoint Like I was from Detroit I null and void I rip this like a toy skip this Like White Christmas You could get downshifted I ripped it I Trip in the skin as thin I begin to reinvent the cent be bent Rhymes I meant to fry and then Ride them till the end I get high and bend The trend is to reflex check in X I get the best and I test I rest easy You could freeze Gs in the breeze When you ride Skis I tight this in flight I write this Mics lit I twice ripped it and flipped it I’m gifted plus lifted all eyes are gripped in The mission for position
I’m licensed with the black lung To hum tunes from a Gun And smooth chill and top bill Type full as hype pull up nil The insight dulled the sense As the complacence crept into step I never slept like that with a gat My rifle mat on the back I got the strap Heat I pack Rhymes I rap All soul and with the fold on the map Cold as cap I fold Gold Black as told soul From the roll under control With the billfold that’s ill told As skill with the killers I fill yours And trillion towards the gore as million swords From rap awards I capture more than The floor plan as scan I seen the outline and I citizen band radio stadium glow For mics I hold I’m Golden Fasting Platinum My rhymes rap in em I stack and then relax and spent The day went like a Sun Ray exempt From the attempt to bend bent I get it every cent to invent I censored as best pour forth With the lens course as been through that War win it I push it past the limit no gimmick I eliminate them straight killed illin’ on the plate
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Hollywood
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Narcotics The product The projects It’s complex as Soldiers flex Their old on the old school like mics cool And type that hype and swipe the gun wipe off The type soft as gloss on cost For the raw stuff as the core inject the floor wrecked The soared check The aftermath the crept up task that reflect Everyone inject into the sentence The entrance The keen defense the intense pretense as beats stretch Each neck checked with respect the rhymes reflect The ghetto all let glow slow as kept the rainbow for flow All tight shows light rose over rows of seating Greeting the audience meeting as cost you sense Receding into the lyrical beatings like methamphetamine Let a cream rise see in the eyes as beam wise A dream cries out me me me I rhyme G as top plea that cop Speed I read between the lines as rap rewinds What blinds us and binds us defines us Let us adjust as trust that I might rap a fact or two but truth be told Your rhymes are worth Gold
Everyone tight on flights Set it As rap is headed in that direction Every collection a reflection of words that turned into birds flying Kids are dying in the streets crying Y in the I summing becoming one thing Bring the light as seen as keen insight into the bright Sun I rap about guns and criminals Every distance pulls the strap automatically from the thought of equality All quality is seen as guns funds and drugs Licensed thugs and mugshots Release the Pot As seed as flow got we don’t wanna get shot I roll a dot and spot like a fat knot As time forgot about money and Gun Heat Everyone from the seat of the pants As an old school dance groove and romance sooth I like this tune as I strike down hyphen with the psyche in I could light then but I blend the herbs and spices Just like this I like to bicycle and I got an icicle I won’t deny but love is in short supply in this eye I seen a crew die perish Inherited genius between us I lean on my brothers We love one another a family that gang will bleed I concede defeat in the Street from Gun Heat It’s like that with mics handed back and forth Of course the source was a peaceful flower As the hour grows nearer we shower in flowers As the rhyme comes over here we show no fear
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
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Every check Every deck of cards dealt Respect I contact On some straps pulled They wanted that sold and old like times fashion in the splash in the Sunset I strung bet I tight with the fight in the plight in crime rhyme Busted I’m trusted as the guy who understand Y I’m blind press rewind it’s undefined as they pull 9s I got a lot to get the shots over with plots like I know yah I’m an old stoner I’d smoke a bone right now if I got one how I shotgun hits I light as Spliff Rewrite the digits crisp These people live it I sick with it to skim it frigid cold on the map folds I’m told the soul of the fool go to school for nice cool ice in the price tools I rewrite on ice the double trouble bubble that max as raps come The strap come around again I seen this I defend the ends recommend they sent up They speak the dead tongue as sung one on a Humboldt County Bounty I about the mountain streams and light beams Shining through the trees in the forest My florist wildcrafts porous all oars in the water while they slaughter The innocent I been livin’ it like imprisonment kept up the rep I struck turned left and plucked I got stuck in a rut As they act tough and turn it rough enough I’m simply struck by the adjustment To bust meant as they invent new ways to spray bullets While I live my life to the fullest
I got in free at the door All weep relax War Drew through the core As I flip the floor Each drew wax as they through tax smoke a puff and soar I liken this to the born Through drew as Chi Circulation You could tune in the station Reflex reelect the temptation To slip the makeshift Rain drips As you came with Tune the station to Trip Flip the main switch
Brandish an axe Blades fast As Y Flash the task or die I rehashed the Sun Splash Never dry We relax Eye And get higher than the slaughter It’s over And over the shoulder we Cold as roll into ball We crawl Light relax and draw in and out the breath Take eight steps in eight directions Bet you get it Don’t sweat it We don’t threaten it The externalists wet in it with blood caked On Weapons Broken down into sections
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
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The Exercise School Sights the cool as cool breeze Into the meat that bleeds We tight with Tai Chi Herbs catch you word up to burn up We learned that back at the station Tune in every day and We on Vacation To catch the sensation of blades in the make amends We tax and spend until the dead raise from their graves We relight like slaves who brave days on end We defend the meek and it’s bleak We got the reach into center feature We each week we skip peep this Light it crisp with the tight skill as mix of chill We in a stupor that in ruins word to the morning dew As crew practice Gong Fu Relight a brew sight as drew We love you too yo
In the shade with a grenade About to fragment as mind spent On mind invent Sign of the times Like pay rent The blind lead the blind And came and went Every cent was bent by Mike I mic up the truck as white as struck by the shade as blade We trade skills as chill as ill Recite refill ignite the dollar bill We in tight for tight fill like drums What becomes of sums of money Is all through as the done complete gun drew I seen a fool with a tool Waiting for school I like this rule One of the hypest to swipe this Card to charge on hard My rhymes are guarded And large meant I’m target in check I started to step then crept And cut the head off
I cold crush the competition Bust it back and just listen In the rain is change coming blood drops some from the gumdrops This gun drops The populace just stop and check Out the box they flex So I pull Techs My AK blaze though As pace sold in Gold the taste is cold chillin’ Billin’ is these breezes like dreams and beamers Weed Ganja Breed the bomb yah read it I speed it Reheated and defeated Mafia greeted As they depleted All stacks I feed to like Cracks Cocaine And drain the plain safe into snowflakes My bones bake as I stroll through ache Control beat breaks and topic takes space To pop it We lock it down shock it round to the ground These lyrics sound ill so I chill Relax and top bill with the skillet I kill it
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Hollywood
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I’m broken down By the pounds of Reefer In town I ski around on the ground I pound cement Each cigarette contained the THCA I spread it play to decarboxylate Met it date the plate weighted I sprayed it with AK did the bid Radiation leak A freak in the sector who check your shit wreck your hit up I sit up and speak plus they weak I seen the teacher peak on it I long to supersonic I bomb it on runs from guns that flow tons Keep the sinus numb to become one with the choice aim On the dot I spot proclaim as I smoke Pot I plot and scheme it’s a dream to Reup On Sativa G struck the feeder roots and shoots with blooms fragrant Not the tight buds but the loose off Tropical Juice I drink Pineapple Mango think I’m in Heaven I went to the 7-11 ate a cinnabun And kept dreaming In Heaven I Trip the scheme on black ink think about it
It’s the Special Tie Guns Knives Bullets lives Heat thrives on blocks I walk and talk it I hip hop around the rock at Big Rock Apartments I seen the dart meant for skeptical My receptacle blows holes through your head and wrong dead Mics like this I bled lifeless My dice showing Trip is thick and liquid You got to train sticks kid And blades Raps like these displays into fades and Sun Rays Light turns the night to days drop heat made I just crazed Smoke make the heat rash each toke provokes even more smoke We get Philly Blunted till we shrunk stun with hits Shock extra heat Glocks to reseed the blocks Weed smoke tick tocks I light Glocks up priceless My mic sweats on flights I bet mics rep I get the head up I bled fed the red cut likeness is medical plus Federal Criminal bank robber always on the job The sloppy served up a copy Word My heat is choppy Birds unseat them probably It’s unstoppably like lottery winnings Lucky since the beginning I’m chill and grinning Straight winging in the 9th inning Gun ringing always hitting Touching something no fronting on it yo We splitting no kidding
I’m Tie Dye Felony From the rap crew called Subtract The Uncool I licensed rule Got Ice Diamond pendant on my hit spent the rent to reinvent rap Like this cap I mic Trips I Hype fit the type A swipe in martial play not partial We got the Gun the Felony sum from Tie Dye All increase the Is and bleed with 9s crimes I rewind the tape to bust it grape flavor I Trip the major wicked and kick it I stick it straight back at it A rhyme addict like magic I flip the hat trick sick with gummy grits In tight fits On the Mic I spit real deal to unseal the feel I peel I G All I can be like Army I’m murder charged at large like the Sarge I licensed hard to strike it I pull up bicycle fit the icicle split in two crews who ain’t fluid Rip it right to it Small Farm Town All around the barn we get down And garden with the heart in with the soul I rock and roll Always shoot dice and control the cold I spit Gold Rappers bold I Mac Trip relax fit jeans On microphones teams get hype and long on Methamphetamines I shock dreams and twice up in the Cream I scheme and plot Grew up in Hollywood right on the dot with the Pot and the goods We seen it fluid with true Trips grip to it I blew it on concrete And I’m the Tie Dye Felony from the crew Subtract The Uncool
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 54 minutes
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Gas Ice Slashed the last price on fuel Diesel too yo We flipped a phone with chrome and left it blown All right and I’m wrong to ignite I bust it every night I night fight Frighten the citizens around the town I lit grounds like hound dogs About to bite you log your siphon gas out the ice And twice with the blast marks stash I flipped a lot of cash and Tripped it rash Liquid wicked to kick it and stick it straight rip it I get sick with it mix it with the fluid to crew Trip All of that and sold cat on the Gas We burn it in class to earn A Grade Petrol sprayed all over the place Oil is my Ace I hit the bass drum with my numb Hum on this one for fun and yo I got the Gun If you couldn’t tell my records sell I’m like this on the mic twitch plus I dwell In the gel never fell I ring like bell yo I steel toe stomp out with the mom out the dugout to rub the rest out I scream and shout on stage hype in a rage I turn the page on an age that no longer exist Capitalist with the Artificial Intelligence All other crews are straight dissed
We caught selling Reefer Each Teacher in school hooked it up $350 an O no cut spray synthetic THCA I got a grip of cash from the stash I sold I grow Gold Trees in the Breeze Under light is Strike pipes up the mic cut No hydro we blow Organic Soil based with the Ace Fertilizer for pure taste Veganic No Animal products in the food Everyone knew it to it I pack a tool at school while I’m flippin’ sacks of Grass My classmate told me I had the best shit for a dirty date In the 6th grade I carried a blade and had hand grenades Everyone played ball while I kicked it against the wall My meter stall I installed a heater for my brawl Mix tall kids shootin’ hoops All the troops I scooped up in the coupe I got it on the drew blood Tugged threw mud every crew rub on my product Release the bomb cut called straw Like this I mic this Tripped it raw I type to stitch up and claw out the eyes My Ganja in this make all the spirits rise
In the back with the Gold lenses Hits tremendous Let’s be friends just as we make the ends Rap in this trapped in the cut What’s up? We got heaters tucked and stall in the hallways While they install Sun Rays we blaze on Grass Haze We got it locked for days take a page Out of the book to shook a hook up Look me up in the phonebook as rookie plucked I took heat tucked past the bean for a buck I lean Spread clean with the dream in this tight scheme Wipe this type who hit cream Sun ripened Tiger striped with the gasoline A last to flow seen with a pound of Yohimbe We disappeared clear Telepathic with the last hit in magic factory I rap and tore heat on the Street to Gun beat Strum the phone with roll I Soul to Soul With the money clip folded I hold it The gat while the type true to strike back with the whole crew To the max we blew You could Trip it in school to rip it
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Bloodline Released and to dust fine particles Up in the article The heart that pull and tug at strings these things Swing on that bat you got the gat and trapped in the attic You’re an addict to magic Bit the rag quit the havoc to stab the Trip up I ripped cut the flipped stuff like trick ducks I nip tuck the lift but like that It’s like that with a gat and a blade in the shade All we do is get laid back Hit the static off the map we bag it intact It gets tragic when we all high and spit fire I retired With oil wells all rap that’s Royal can’t sell I can’t bell or swell a known hell to plot a dot small I call the phone booth to get the troops together Down in leathers forever we shot for treasure to spot Mics like levers why not?
All creation packed a tool In school with a coolness the tool fresh Take steps to release the infestation Across the station break on vacation with the baked brains Lifted in chains Spliff hit it don’t shoot dope in veins It’s like this maintains a strange day I had back when I had bags Sacks and stacks I chilled and killed it Making glass pipes with the skills I got ill yo With the steel slow peel below zero but not for this hero We hit the fear sold the tear drip and gun clip Rip shit up Fit it struck and tucked one The 6 shooter All computer got the loot on it later I hit up a skater on roller blades in the airwaves For days I flipped stations Between sacks of Dank Buds I rank cuts from the strut I soak in the cut Shake it Break it up Take the stuff and crush I busted trust that So fat I could pull static Had the magic For a hat a cinch For the spinach I always had it Back at the lab I stab and jab But nothing like this prefab I got cash and straight blast like JKD Heat rash with the gun flash My mic’s stashed in the back with the Crack Cocaine
People pack Sniff lines of white powders Refined No matter what it was for a buzz They trust they find it Rewind that bring it back I seen a sack that black In the back with the 8 track I tipped a cassette tape stack They hated that When I made it Smoke my shit bladed You had to fade it to grade it Bait traded the date lift the skated Trip Behavior ripped from the savior Heaven sent with the grade there Laid bare like stale air I exchange ventilate dare me to push weight I hit it inflate like type to strike break The make and model all hot Pull it shot your forgotten I got the Water not the cotton balls A lot of brawls With the phone calls I light it tight it follow A hollow tip through Just like it do We all crew yo I’m a fiend who blow slow
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Hollywood
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Got the microwave radio Fade it slow with the bullet holes Full of cold blood Shut in tucked in to win the spin different I blended hits to make a difference I suggest Shrooms Lit them and kick it then Trip it You get liquid and bake and you break Snap crackle pop Nonstop like a shockwave through the brave Souls who control like slave the Platinum While some scattered I hum Beat and battered with the cat in the hat Fat there With the black air around a player Stay there Fade the airwaves they dare come up as slaves Like this type braves lit they days and nights With blades and guns right in the shades With gun sprays Gun play is wicked to taste the blood Thicker than Water All slaughter caught a court order to sort through I record and raw a morgue in this brew I stifle who could title to that Through rap as screw back I got a new map
Rap skill in the cut All trillion dollar grill and rifle ill and still as the must Bust and chill and with the trust trusted back fill Like cussed I busted for real with the keel over and die Flipped it Y Dripped it lifted with Cannabis? Man you rinse as since back intelligent Relevant aim light the brain and chill in the rain Down the drain can’t complain Each lane of traffic was static not dynamic You could rap tragic and still mad they had it Baggage with the master fabulous to trap skip class And lit up the stash take a hit And sign off my line is coughed off that loft high Soldier dry in the eye and shoulder to cry on I life for long as the price high to strong As the raw I law as scrawl on wall to brawl for Lit the core and Tripped it score I ripped it to the shore In the Ocean with the set sail motion I rock a potion for the soak in Summer breeze light the Trees tight on skis Disease lease back and relapse with heat on tracks With the keys
High Water Smoke on the Water Smokin’ Hay all day to get creative through different phases The blades chopped with the ray did stop I copped sacks and locked I chalked it up to the head And max medical The thread it pulled through the eye of needle All beats heat on the Street You could like it or hate it But these rap tracks faded I taxed and graded the perhaps displayed off the Ace with the stacks Made lay back In the shade I liken or the Sun get the type that sprung These plastic gats rung No matter what Herb you comin’ from This cycle done We run mics through mud and blood Chill a whole ton in the lab with the match Off the batch lifted the latch And capped the whole class Lit them Fast and flashed the stash down to ash I write them tight then and clasp on The insight is inside with the mind still We chill
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
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Flying blind These Waters make Diamonds like Lucy in the Sky I got it Got the eye that clocked it I hit a block up for a grip of stock lift to shift with I seen it trick with the disease needle feeds you’ll speed it Read out without a doubt the clean route was best Except I suggest the black death With the treasure chest marked in leathers messed With the leverage the beverage I like it letter grade A Type to display we got it clean and sober marked the decay Like diseased needles here feeble kids pull through fetal position On the mission
We got the Ice and slice through bone A clone Violating Platinum zone Yo Leave rap alone We got the key to the city We light it to tight hit the creep and Street sweep You didn’t hear a peep On High Water sleep To times as law there I raw bear with the fruit that air I lit is dare With the ring around sing the sound Ashes to Ashes we all fall down We got Water OG and written with the crown That sit in The shit then We could spend weekend on vacation end The plan with the brand label I like a fat cable The way I bell A Sun Ray you could gel
You could get rocked as talk hazard BLAM! Your master sank with the Wizard blank I roll over like tank chill as fool with shank Still I fool everyone into the Heavens I left eleven back at the spread with venom Catch me red then With the chill children in the program I gotta glow And gotta go so I froze Toes with the flows that whip hold true as thick my show slam Brain drips light this like tick to fight as done right one that’s bit I psyche lit in the flights I take off as Space Raw My digits all I saw to the kid up rip and roar You could catch me on tour Flicker my four four kills quicker than War In urban combat we the ones that sum the fighter the where’s the bomb at? Let’s relapse on Ganja show tracks like this heavy armor We charm there as on air I toss a player up And slay in the cut until rain shut I like to cold crush on Ganja I want a Ganja shirt I’m tired of being wired for Uppers My body is wired for Meth and Uppers
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Heavy headed Dead that track said it facts Leaded with the red flip I’m Dead Trip on credit for medical Bet I pull thunder from under yah I come with more in store than War and Plunder yo I fin to blow up I show up to roll up so hold up It’s cold cuts it the shut tracks as run it back duck I need a Ganja Sack So I could Weed Wack without Wacky Weed these tracks are in need of fresh Constant def Never second best you put that to the test and make an entrance with the sentence on I left with the crew that Set your tool and bet you a fool Lent this cool whip all strewn all over with the kick it and shock rock Down the block all hype jams that rock is tight and I get it real tight then my mic blend the lyrics with the DJ who cuts it up Set you’re stuck for counting bucks all head in this stuck Big headed federal criminal treaded on set it like skull Deaded half past that I thread it like needle Straight defeat MCs with no pull in the Breeze with Ganja Trees yo
I fin to supercrop a crop with big tops Ganja talk All rifle is ill until murder is still in the cycle Natural as bicycle pedal they shoot you in the head pull Breeze like cheese on amphetamines I mic in this dream of killing hypes with a trigger squeeze I fill Gs up The lead stuck as heat bust A must for that cap as seed such as rap My shoulder strap I roll through fat As fat cats that fold maps and hold that thought Of a rifle you got caught and on sight pull the trigger Much bigger each figure collapse and flow deliver I dig yah If you got the live lyric sending hear it out the ending I’m blending styles for miles I got a lot of Psilocybin So don’t try to kill then I speak at will when I freak heat up the bill and I jam Lyrically I slam all over the show stopper that’s on proper Indica Buds We licensed like thugs so we rub back on Ganja We got yo momma causing drama with the commas I bomb fest as chocolate flow rest the rock you Set as roll next I hold blessed I’m Gold Platinum Where your rap comes from can be traced Back to Ace with the naked so don’t fake it I take it bake it and break bread Nuff said
Eye dotted As plot plotted Set set it Fresh threaded Maximum headed Raps dreaded Cold fed it Relax read it Tracks dead hit Maximum with the tracks that spun I cold max The tongue come from Where the guns rest as sum I’m fresh fluid to it Grew it Ganja rule hits True flip As duel skip the duel equipped License drew skip I mic and Twice then Cut backwards Ice Blend I might just tend To bust on ends Trendsetter Letter A grade blades Sprayed in shade I’m Ganja Made OG with the flames And Psilocybin Trip we get live then Inside bent Beyond Belief I’m Master Chief
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Edited by Solid Log (01/12/24 09:33 AM)
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