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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 37 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863226 - 01/05/24 09:08 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/05/24 04:51 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 37 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863231 - 01/05/24 06:01 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/05/24 11:16 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 37 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863235 - 01/05/24 11:45 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/06/24 07:14 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 37 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863236 - 01/06/24 08:04 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/06/24 09:22 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 37 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863248 - 01/06/24 06:54 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/07/24 12:07 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 37 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863265 - 01/07/24 01:07 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/07/24 04:39 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 37 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863266 - 01/07/24 05:55 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/07/24 04:04 PM)

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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,555
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 37 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863294 - 01/07/24 04:55 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863323 - 01/07/24 10:17 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/07/24 11:37 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863333 - 01/08/24 12:14 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/08/24 05:47 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863347 - 01/08/24 09:38 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/08/24 10:26 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863348 - 01/08/24 10:36 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

Quote:

Solid Log said:[/bblah blah blah


:ralphie:
TLDR


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I eat Cobras and Hair Pie 🐾
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    #863349 - 01/08/24 10:50 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/09/24 09:09 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863556 - 01/09/24 10:45 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/10/24 12:15 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863560 - 01/10/24 02:16 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/10/24 03:34 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863561 - 01/10/24 05:18 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/10/24 06:43 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863562 - 01/10/24 06:58 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/10/24 09:19 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863584 - 01/10/24 09:36 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/10/24 03:06 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863598 - 01/10/24 03:57 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/12/24 01:20 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863630 - 01/12/24 03:56 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

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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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/12/24 09:33 AM)

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