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OfflineVersicolour
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863850 - 01/21/24 06:12 AM (1 year, 28 days ago)


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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Versicolour]
    #863851 - 01/21/24 07:58 AM (1 year, 28 days ago)

Good Posting!  31 Posts!


We ripe for free Gold Chains
The price is you get your brain blown out like ice is
I crisp up to get it struck dead head with the feds close
I let the toast brown and down with the whole downtown bound sound
I lift a round to hit the ground for pounds to cop spot down your doughnut
I blown up I shown up to clone up I bone prone to smoke alone Jones cut
I sho nuff gonna strut and cut it up as cut does what it does but
I call you cuz shut that mouth as down South run the route and dead about it
I got it rounded and pounded lounge hit the cypher clown with the hyper
I mic her up in diapers with the cut that strike first cut off the sauce
I flip the boss as tossed aside in the ride I hit it coincide with the glide
As Frisbee fly like this hit be sly and witty I nifty with the magic trick slick
Trick a trick into a flip the skip as rip done crew as blip who come through
I sniff numb drew as gun blew
Blue as shoe lit the twos deuces as loose fit
I true to Set as through the left do it Tech tools up wet
I wet jet to get dry in eye to the next high and dry time I line them up
Recline and spot a truck flying through a red light high as a kite I flight
Nikes


I found riches
Then Zen
The Buddha ate his daily bowl of rice
Explained the Practice of Wisdom
Enlightenment


Get your violence law yo
As rhyme as long bro
To tip over song over the top
The beats don’t stop as the heat talks
I lead a Glock to shock the flocks
I righteous cause caused that lock
I mock fools
Whose violence is cool is
I rule this business
As my witness God gives em the dig in this
I seen a beam at Christmas
Plead the fifth in my defense
Whence I rinse blades in shades these rhymes make me made
I kill all the same as fool is lame I drew his brain
I lit tool in the flame as school is
I true to fizz pops
I stock a straw as law duck for they cut in the mixture
I step on poor kid’s shit like powdered drugs
These thugs chug the liquor much quicker as bicker
Thicker with the rich there
I Trip the air as flare I ripped it rare
You just proceed to stare and glare while I blow off your face and tear

Mathematics had me as an addict to sackage
Green Bud back end the Weed tucked I strut
As I cut through crowds and mow down the with the sounds blown now
I roll through plough as I cold drew POW!
I mic this like Chairman Mao
I flip the script on all dips who like hits how I Trip
I Trip in the mix real quick I lick a split up the shit up
To trick a fist up as rip the cut been there for bucks
As the winds tear I skid on air as flow fair dare me?
I scary G be aware of heat and defeat
As I beat down the block I shock
I like this to a Glock but I’m on one just smoking Pot
And training all flipped the raining no braining
Entertaining?
I doubt it still explaining about it I routed
Shout at kids who at the fountain around ten pm
I lit this weekend speak for the each dead
As heat spread all down the Street the beast
Soldier at ease clocks these top skis later on as rock needs
I microphone leads to the zone I prone to I so flown in true out the Blue


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/21/24 03:12 PM)

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OfflineVersicolour
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863853 - 01/21/24 05:14 PM (1 year, 28 days ago)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Versicolour]
    #863857 - 01/21/24 06:15 PM (1 year, 28 days ago)

Herbals
Captivating flux
Magnetic Pulse Weapons
Every other crew half steppin’
I got the Meth and the blessing
I strapped teach crews lessons
I taught as onslaught
Never been caught
I thought I drain rainbows
Into way stark as shades glow
I fade slow
I need some blow
I love herbal Coca
I smoked Crack a couple times back in the day
Mastered the rap display as captivate play
The Trips of Herbals rip
I dip into variety of the Highs I be flyin’ with ski
We got the Tai Chi release the Ginseng
I wind wing on the thing sting
We got the uppers
Such as crush swords rap awards
I been on tours in the forest
Bicycle with the floor fits the core twist
Up more shit
I love smoking Ganja Lit
And seeing tight fits
In Dice Games I play with the Ice on display
Hits I make with blades relayed

Crackhead on the Block!
Loaded Mac 10 Weapons
Fully auto I thought so
I rock a lot of glow off the patrol I hold Golden
I just rolled in a Crack Cocaine dream
I smoked a beam and chipped up clean
I ripped up with a grip tucked
I flip fucks on the suck this bitch
Head I needed stitch
To glitch you seen a fix?
Problem in the mix I solve when I revolve hit heads
It’s the drastic spread of Crackheads
On the Block with the Hawks bled into
Dead you screw I crew up
To drew up the plans
All seek demands filled as killed Baseheads?
I replace the Feds with Crackheads
Some bastard said I lacked the Knotty Dreads!
So I busted him in the head
I got the edit to credit with
Rendered hit the Spliff then proceeded to smoke a chip
The in tight rush gripped me
I flip heat on the Street a Gun Beat
You something sweet I greet at track meet
I have the fleet I busted sheets I trusted that
As Crack skat off the asscrack for head stash
You come in dead last without Crack rush
I attack hush as I crush

Sunrise moonbeams
As Gun Eyes flew dreams
I done rise the fly is on the wall and I ball
In the six end I rep render the center entered
I cash Spencer for the rent more
Not a cent know at the door I Florida swept clean
Ganja beams and done tight scenery
All the Greenery I smoke loc makes me thought provoke
I like a Rasta Toke listen to Bob Marley
All the hard heat that’s out there Gun beat to the drum
You welcome
I gel them then rebel against the President
I left you spent then invent the gentleman’s benchmark
After dark I spark the Meth
I solid Soldier until the death
But now you much older and bolder it gets colder
I fold her
I scold burn the wool learn this germ in poison
All the boys deployed in the spin
As the Ho Chi Min trail never fail
To the railgun for fun the way I spun for Sun
I Gun up from Uptown
Wear the Crown and Sarcastic blasted Techs on the blocks cause red shock
Blood as the Glock talk I said walk away
Or I Gun spray
Any way every day I charge up batteries hard as said guard against
The intense inventiveness of the Spliff I lift to my lips and inhale it


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/21/24 08:46 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863864 - 01/21/24 10:10 PM (1 year, 28 days ago)

Fluctuating spherical object
The Orb
Absorb
All drug core is
I born with a Globe of the cold stuff
I cold crush
I sold truck to a dump and stumped them
I something then
Like pass a ten with a Ganja Lens
I tight in the Mercedes Benz
I off the ledge
Serving for a Sledgehammer then man your edge
Blade sharp as park in the dark
I spark a narc
I shark a narc
I mark and park in my spot and shot up some product
I’m locked up
So stop shut that mouth and stock some fronted drugs
I shun a number one off the Sun spinning
Winning grinning in this inning I’m beginning
To sin in the difference is rendered the entrance
I entrails fails with the pails of garbage
I farted past the hard to sweat get it yo!

Kick it back and forth
Then Step and hit it twisted
Missed slip in the Strip then
I rippin’ like I was Trippin’ I’m lit and
I sent a ten pace turn around and ace pistol duel
Don’t be cruel
A fool who went to school substituted soda and wrote a rhyme
Dope as mine
I cope with dime sacks
Bring it on back as I fold the track
Dope as in the hat and ass backwards
I hit a sack burner Turner as network the Set jerk

I flipped it flex first and Trip it
Hit it the next verse I cursed and thirst for the Ganja
All blown up on top of yah like you was in Gaza and probably suffered
I stuff words into sentences verbs and the tense went out the bench
I serve them birds stench like to the curb with the garbage
I stopped up the sieve
Topped up the kids with Pot and I rolled with a Glock
I flip the flock and chalk screech
Busted each and every one with a Gun that’s hold Sun
I Gold and done like I show numb on tracks
Floated right back and like a Soldier with the Stats
I flipped it colder than fat cats mold your raps back
Pack over the shoulder

Fools was on my jock
For my Reefer on the block Murder Hawk
As serve as talk Pot heavy ever ready steady
Flow deadly I sped heat and Gun sweet the numb as seat through you stun
I like this hung mics with the cable stable stung
Lesson for one I cycle the type pull up full up
I pull shut all the ends and bend the full cut
I full up the wool on the storm for born worn
I popcorn a lot of morning doves as scrubs
Like this like hubs of distribution
Of Ganja keep it moving
I’m soothing ailments and bail meant no jail time
Why the way I rhyme is Sun blind and Guns Diamond
I recline in the business to show what is this
Go the distance with crisp in the fish for sift riff it Trip thick
Rich with the Psychedelics on the block as I gel hits
On my Glock I act selfish and thought swell shit to bell hit
The shit rung
And like this we become sung one Gun drawn down on a clown
What’s up now you dumb ass square?

Edited by Solid Log (01/22/24 02:21 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863885 - 01/22/24 11:15 AM (1 year, 27 days ago)

I’m screaming out Thug Life!
As I pull a knife and kill someone on Ice
I chill from the device I got it cocked and locked twice I rocked a fool’s socks
Meaning I murdered him with Glocks
As further stocks of blocks I stomp on like Compton
I bomb Sets and further threaten the bet in the left in
I be def kin with the steppin’
Reppin’ my Set as I sweat you the difference is the invention
Of the C-Walk I smoke Hawks and be about that
Mics I sound stacks and Soldier Rap I’m hype and a Mac
You can count on that with a Gat Strapped
Cause they pause back and all is black

Wu Tang
We elevated
Most celebrated
Skated
Up against the fence and still made it
Hated for being misunderstood by squares should
Round a square up to DARE up I split it rare up
In the air cut
I fuck shit up strut
All license like this Ice in
I slice twice double back on the device never slack
Never lack raps
I’m strapped
Seen the fiends hatch
A plan and God Damn I’m a Soldier Man
Behold the bolder as colder for fold yours
I told yours already and steady as the head heat
Up in a truck now stuck
Squares is out of luck and buck then off
For being soft I read in the cost
Wrote in the float in on Ganja and Psilocybin
I been alive since I thrived then
I strive to win
And I only just begin to sting


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/22/24 10:12 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863932 - 01/23/24 01:32 AM (1 year, 27 days ago)

Real Rainbows
Coming back with flows from live shows
I roll under control of the Trip of a dip
But I’m licensed equip to rip I mix
Flip with ticks that stick
I seen a rolling roll of colors like Rainbows
How a flame goes remains case closed
And shut and cut I strike a match
Bail out Fast my luck was to touch it
Real Rainbows all day glows like a way grows old I sold
Rhyme is prime I cold dime skip back in line recline
I seen the Sign
I Tripped it mine is different with no six in it I spin it
I fin to Trip again as I send this with the lens I got caught with
I wrought with top stitch as the mic is up crisp and done mind as lit
I flow flip rewind that hit again
I signed and send with the winding wind of the design a Spliff it’s mine
I riff on tracks that get stoney I smoke a bone and plea insanity
Until candidly I run the track back and now you understand that Weed
Herb Ganja verb is in a lawn chair up in the air smoking fair
I light this until the layer in Ice is bare
I Trip this Real Rainbows as a flame glows
Keeps you on your toes I propose a toast
To the crew that do that true that all flew intact with the movies on the map

I need a depressant
I’m on chocolate and code name red crescent
I mesh hit the flex always hex up a wreck
I sight the Tech 9 blindness
I rewind with fist
Hit the hiss on tracks sticks that flow black
Rewind that back
I got time and time again intact with lines that’s fact
I signed in the stack of herbs
Like this I mic this up to hype this
I tight twist on the cycle Michael is insightful
I got a ride fully I full of heat for the Street
Like this track meet
Starting pistol all fist pull back
On the track yep I need a sack of depressants

We make it live and thrive
Clock it the whole tribe Glock fit with the vibe that rock your socks with
I bullet fist inside I pull it twist I dismiss
I clip six with the ticks back stitch into this tight mix
Live and I strive for perfection
Into sections I bake a cake and break and bust trust that
All Gold Souls fold off the flat cold as rat catch a trap in the back
You get slapped fully jacked
Relapse on tracks I max for
This Rap Core was War
I flipped it Tore myself
Fighting isn’t good for your health
Now I roll Stealth bomber
Calmer with armor I alarm bell chirp as first in third division
I make the incision
Deliver prison
Unless you listen
You gonna sit in
You get the Vision though
Seen it on the rhythm glow
Soul into Afro


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/23/24 11:54 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863942 - 01/24/24 02:32 AM (1 year, 26 days ago)

We synergistically mix the herbs
All flip and slap word up heard enough cut
I shut cases smooth Ace with no paces
This takes place with the face broke
I open in the commotion with the Potion
Fix the Ocean sway as Soldiers bolt and all delay
As revolt in the Volt shock like Colt
I strolled the stroll relicense dice in the skull
I sorted boys from men past ten then
I send an end in and it ends begin
I write these in the key of Dim Sum
I been one to nourish on the flourish
I core hurry forth with sort Swordfish
I loaded a Spliff with the Trip
DMT all you seen on me low key
So I sold an old and bold one let them be

A Soldier
A Solider high
All shot eyeball the dot scrawl
On Y tall as following
Hollow bones lick this prone heat
On the Street
I like Street meat
Street Beat
Soldier fleet
Cold through creep as drew
New to close range
I flip the page to the age of magic
Brave to tag it on walls
As I scrawl
Y tall as the following
Call crew’ Wings and Sing that
Wing Nut ding bat with the flip flap
Kit Kat nuggets rip jack drug the rest
Tug it until it congest
Heart failure as ail yah
I sail boat sail
Harpoon a whale
Go to jail and ale crawl the walls
I seen brawls in the pen that’s open
Broke then I broke lens like Cocaine
I soul in the Fast lane to hit my last name
I tight cold blast flame
Ripped it aim
Proclaim all the same as the game tight
Flipped it your shit is tight

You could cop some Ganja
Hit it Street Flame
For Street Fame
As on the Street Aim
I fold your brain up
It’s Bird as 33rd in the Cut
License with the twice that Gats yo
We sing it Fat Slow
Rap Blows to Blow
For flow
I hit it head to toe
Relentless hit the head cinch
As dead clinch
Rival survival all the Tribal
I swear on the Bible
That my 9 Pull Fully
I some Fully heated Street Shit
Seen it split the lift there as bench
Mark on the dark cold park
Like a shark I flipped it narc
In the low digits glow
With dark shades
Roll on then blades
Still I love the way Ganja Fades


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863943 - 01/24/24 03:27 AM (1 year, 26 days ago)

Croutons
All crew on
The syndicate
Drew down
Clown as a tool
Blew up on drugs
Thugged
I tug at
The gat feed flat
As read stats
I bleed Macs
And smack up the lack
Black in the cut with trust that
Bust flat as they touch tracks
I’m on
I craft a glass bong
A float a Song that strong longboard
Surf on turf that curfew was drew
As crew did that too as I slew
I flew as who bid?
Skid all over Syndicate did flip it
I Trip it cold done with it
Mix it until the difference
Is bled mean intense dreadlocked
Knotty like Scotty beam you up
Shotty cocked
Fully stocked fridge
With the lift in the sifted Resin
Of the Ganja plant avalanche
Cool ranch Doritos
Look my feet glow as heat toes
Win real close to too slow
As I gold in the cold new moon
Too soon to pop a Shroom

Light some Trip and hit a LoJack
I flipped a dope sack
As I roll on tracks
Like skates
Hit the 8s up as dates
I pluck the grapes off the stems
Cold writer’s block as shocked on the taste
I squatted that Aced all the topic
To rock back progress as locked task
Blocked up the rocks with the chalk mask
The blast had it like data in the matter for fatter
I mix the batter up scatter your thrust
As dust in the spot roll cold clocked
Dropped a rock and roll old soul jam
I write with slow hand as brand
Mushrooms were in demand

Meth salts
Result that stacks
As Water fasts
Tripped the Cash
And blasted since the past since the task flipped
I mastered it to hit with
Dig a ditch switch up the lingo
My ring grow all around the Rainbow for a fame slow up
Hold up
Don’t go there duck
Smoke a Gold rope as Ganja Coke and spoke as such as rush
For flush you could cold crush
I like that hush on the track with the silenced gats
All files folded right back as thumbtack
I sold straps
For Gold perhaps I’m cold as ass on Grass
Light it until Wood Sprite come out at heights that slid in
Low and behold the Dope Game was sold


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/24/24 05:03 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863944 - 01/24/24 02:18 PM (1 year, 25 days ago)

Hit up doc as you rock
My shock locked the clock and around it
I sounded down to pound down on the rock around
The clock as I cold sock a grand in the man for slam
I writer damn I height as plan
Release the scan as I told your hand too cold
I write as old for cold shoulder
Much bolder to fold yah
I sold yah on that
Roll as cat straw in the match for law
I smoke the Ganja to the core
Flipped it more like War tours
I Tripped the fours as score
I got the tore in this to the more as hiss
Strike back list the type of sack I mix with
On tracks
This is business

Potheads
I drop Feds
As I lock Dreadlocks end the stock for fed it talk it that shock
I knock on the door of pure
Hash Oil the cure as Fast soil grown crops
Light up the pop’s stuff as I headrush
I get a said dust into tracks that rust
Lift the latch
You could drop a V neck to speed check
Rock this reedit the flock as beam set it
The dreaded master fed it
Rocks that hasta back in the last of them Faster then
On Water I court order to support yah
Fortress with the Swordfish
I track on more stitch as black rope
Wish I had a sack to toke right now yo

We was all hooked on mini thins
Dumpin’ skins in the Benz
Who got that lens that blew up?
All the crowds threw up their hands
Off the gangs with clans that brand
I got the band to play that day in the land
That I stay in I fade into the next jam
Soak the BLAM!  Trigger finger itchy
Don’t switch me I’m still in the stitch see
I throw over over fifty to trick see
I flip speed off the lift read that with a gat
Scatter matter of fact much fatter with the platter
Mad hatter that stab yah with the cab in the lab
I busted had that dusted fab
Prefab I like this I’m the man and fans got that
I rock it top fat off the dock SPLAT!
Brains matter mat the fact is I got that track
That batter with the spastic rap trick
Had it thick flicked bic with the lit Trip
In the mix you could stick fix with the splits
Missed that and you been seen the data blast
That ladder climb the fact tack the rap and answer
The fucking question before I blow your brains out
No question


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/24/24 09:31 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863947 - 01/24/24 10:22 PM (1 year, 25 days ago)

All I need is ten or twenty LBs of Cannabis
A flame with no name busted aim
Tracks proclaim back in the sprayed gats
Now we layed back
No more meth that made Crack Cocaine rap
Played back with the blood stains
We tight in lanes light this upright with the insight
Keen and bright white off
Sip the sight off as I bite off a big hunk of the Skunk Weed
I dump speed and bleed
Write this in the tightest proceed to flight lift
I might crisp up
Get the wrist lit tuck a six and dusted quick
I trust that with the fat maximum
Get some Psilocybin indescribable Sun
I like this cold numb with the device I stun one
Off the hung back in the track with the clasp
Catch that black as night rap addicts just might
Smoke you out on sight

The spirits I’ve smoked
Been off it broke that coffin rock I Glock
When I stalk I walk with Pot off it all the Product
Ganja was my favorite smoke and offer some
To one Gun from it to hum with hits that Gun Clips
In tight thick with right trick
Let’s light blunts and Sum up fronts for it
To tore it to core quit that floor it the gas
Florida at last a tight score in the War in the
Place in the face with a title disgraced
Homicidal chalk it up to the taste of the Rock
Graced the Glock with Glock talk I walk

More Pot everywhere!
Legalized Pot to make dots
All rock shocks with the stalks of Plants thick like Tree Trunks
No Weed Punks we meet offa dunks doughnuts
That flow cuts like strobe lights we night flight writers
Off sighters with lighters
Grip it tighter take the right where the road intersects
This Rock Checks the block feds on it
I wrong the stretch the song wrecks belong to the Next
I rock it test the product flex the raw cut
Until I smoke it shut cases
Close it up

I open eyes
Surprise!
You just tried Psilocybin
You ride in the time spent bent
You invent the new check as in check
They exempt from the lens
Right this tight this until it tends
You take flight into Sunlight as the bright
Fight ignites off the white I strike sides
In the flight with white lines you might diet
Try it to riot in the quiet I die hit the fly bit
My mind sits in a tide ripped ride the flip
It coincides with my Trip


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/25/24 09:23 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863950 - 01/25/24 09:37 PM (1 year, 24 days ago)

Get a dance working groove
Untuck your shirt and move
It doesn’t hurt to be smooth
I seen a dude and a chick dance to it
The beat and cold on the Street
Dance set off and on the Street the block
I seen a crew dance strewn around was trash
It was in Amsterdam
It was dirty
I clocked some Hashish 7:30 pm.
All I wanted to be was G men
So I sail the 7 seas then
For no reason
Just to feel the breeze in my hair
You eat Hashish to be a player
I ran for mayor and won
Someone shot me with a gun
I quit politics and hum with scholar’s wit

Broken
Smoked his eye out
So you could see the come up
One from that like that just like that thus
Like a bike tire flat
Pump it up
I put the patch on
My tires don’t last long
I burn rubber
You could hear the thunder when I bike down the mountains
I got such good wind I can run uphill
Without losing my wind
I got the kill buds
Ganja
Go bomber all day long
I even got a thong bikini
That’s see through
So you could see who you’re messing with
I got ready for dinner ate a big dish of linguini and seafood
My dinner was a winner

I ate the fisherman’s stew
He told me all the old me
Would cease to be
Down at the wharf
I got a crash course in fishing
I cast a net
I kicked back
Took a step
Drew in the net to see what I get
All the fisherman’s bounty
In mountains
Count by the pound not the ounce
There wasn’t a soul around
Who didn’t feel the soul
Of the big fish bowl
I ate that night
I love the seafood
I sold some to a sushi chef
I took a deep breath
Stepped to the kitchen
And yes the mission was a success
Killer sushi
Learn how to fish!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/25/24 11:23 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #863963 - 01/26/24 09:40 PM (1 year, 23 days ago)

All wrappers choke a lot
Joint locks broke my Glock walking stalked
A shot ring out
I seen it downtown on the ground
I’m about to choke
I fill in it within the difference it makes is ridiculous
I aim and bust?
Naw!  I choke as law tight down draw with the right round the neck
I kick it respect the mission threat as accept that scratch bet
I love to get wet and practice Wrapping
Tight cold, cold capping
We could get it choke
Like yo!
What’s happening?

My mind Trips
A Double Dip your white out
You could write off your taxes run the cost that maxes
Chill in back with a J
Reefer Ganja, anyway
I got along here with no fear as tight crystal rhyme writing comes near
My pistol hiss full of bullets
I school a kid on rule
With any tool you set a fool in motion
I’m trained like the Ocean Waves and Broken Breezes Blaze Graffiti
Target the artist with the hardest clip
I back flip
And started to rip
Which isn’t allowed
So I bowed
Hit the skids and hit town
The trick is to always be down for Battle
Like cattle rattle sabers
With ill type behaviors
Everyone needs the Ganja flavors
And Psilocybin Life Savers
You could hit it up Major
With the Blood Red Christ your Savior

Getting lit with liquid Bizquick
I seen a lit stick of dynamite
Thrown as might show blown like on the phone
I tight prone I write all night and rap for my dap
We off the map and sack up The Ganja
For floated for floated off armchair
I be the alarm bearer
I cream nearer the dream to scare your whole team
I light it up and scenes ignite with this tight cash clip
I’m turning into Mr. Lit as the dynamite stick is thrown back
This rap attack murders tracks
As a max I burner for further the hand claps
And learn your happens with the Gong Fu Bastard
After class slid all the masters with the bids
Until then you roll with kids
I siphon off hits

Hashish Ballers
All wall up yours
To court of tennis
The entrance is defensive
With Blades Ks and Sprays
In tight days with lights
Ignite on sight
Keep it till will I write the Blaze?
Cash and these rhymes pays I trap
Light in the night will it take flight
On sight sock the bright eyes
One time lies beneath the corner
For a foreigner I coroner
To born in yah Soldier
All poor as creamed corn
What’s like this torn
I flight number warned
I’m hype murdering swipe the Gun
For fun I stun
I’m Sun from the Gun from 1996
I pull magic tricks and tight grips
Sight these clips

I’m ripe as I dust these try to fix skis
I just might drip on Beams
Real lucky like duck
As I pluck I murder
Further than server curvature
Crashed your server and laugh
As I heard a yah make a dash



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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/27/24 07:35 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864002 - 01/27/24 09:18 PM (1 year, 22 days ago)

I come to Rainbow Ball
All
Smoke the Hay came up tall
Then shrunken stunk in
The monks in the temple
Fiend for Hashish
In brief we got Drug War Floor
In the Explorer to the core
I seen it soar on rocket
Core as I hip hop trip
Yo stop that
Blips get knocked out
From Radar scan the land fully
All full of heat it’s wool I beat
Beat some meat that’s called beef
Relax Street
Cash in the fleet
Dusted cold sheets
I rolled Sweet
Bowl over pins Greek is my favorite food
I got one a hot one with shot a ton
Up in the shotty for funds
Recycle these Guns
I just run the fun place as Ace
We seen Rape, Stab, Torture
Disgrace

Hip Hop skips around the shocks
Hawks flipped on the lift with hands that handle gangs
I hand off the blades and spit
I rate a Trip
I’m number 6
With the tricks in the sticks
I fiend to mix
Got all light servin’ murder birthright
I took a flight to new heights
I rip it right on
With raw brain mode gone down in flames
I shook with the exclaims I lit the brains
Trip in games in back lanes and roads
I don’t explode on fools
Until I’m sure it’s not cool
To exit with the Set spit the rest a hit
Victory as I stick to my story
I born heat
Always Tree out to G out since I lead
I got a lid since I was a Kid
That’s all I bid for
To Win the War!

I had a chocolate
All serve it up to herbs and spice
Roll the dice like thunder splice the wire from under
Mics get ruptured cuss words from swords that lit the core
I ripe for this pipe for this I hit the floor
I been on more I spin
Rewrite the within insight and I take flights
I rhyme lights seen them bright
Black as night as I’m tight with the pen
Further than then I serve one
I heard of Sun that burned through numb
I love my one lungs filled with the top billed
Until all eyes seen I grilled the kids with skill at ease
Sold a Soldier a feast to cold short order as need
I feed fed until I’m on the deed as dead as Methamphetamine
Leads into keys that seem from this stream
I touch the tongue and gleam
Light this straight right this in tight with crisp
Until I busted a high lift with second sight on a Spliff


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/27/24 11:19 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864007 - 01/28/24 02:01 AM (1 year, 22 days ago)

I scatter skate
As drug ate up the 8 ball weight
Truck as blade made it rain like blood stain on your brain
You light this flame cook and shook
I took in the homeless
Just to phone cuss and bust that rhyme rap
As I proceed to Cap Ball
I lit a sack and sprawl
Scrawl on the wall as cypher call
All the bite from raw I lean a draw
Trip my four four you see War came
I like in the blood rain Acid stain as heat remain
I light this lane up I blame ratchets and flames razor sharp hatchets
I catch shit in a basket and wick mics I drip cycles I flip
Rifles aim in the come came
What’s my name?
Dark shades in the Drug Game

I spin it off a Poison Blade
All stroll through as hold true in the name
I bold drew it came and blew in the wind
I slice and heat Trip up on Ice with the slip in
Trippin’ crews all get ripped in
Listen yo as my brain drip and I move really slow
I hidden flows with rolls
As cold as the snow is
I cold twist up the folds resist that
And you get trapped by Icicle match the wise eye pull this fully
I got the cull the seed as sewn as flown
Ripeness shown on the microphone as I blast
Cold crime is to the task I broke Fast
As I mask the master has it like cast your cuss the blast until
The skill with the bill make you sit down and chill yo
We for real flow on Gold and Platinum

Beautiful.  Precise Dope on the cope for extra tokes I kin folk to been smoke them out no doubt
Shout out been the route taken crews achin’ to bake in the breeze and ski later then
All haters bend out the deflated lens and blend contort the spot warp twist the shot on dot
Flow in flock like tight caught as extra measure fought the treasure I deader than the head of yah
I credit burn as turn in the medicine learned for churn out the urn of ashes for the deceased that’s cashed in
Mash them up to duck as trash skins that flash in the Benz for the blend I tend to send it code red
Everyone fed?  We tight in cobwebs of the mind shedded I bind to the edit past rewind I set it
Jet in the extra innings sinning wet as winning hand sweat the fret for left back crept for a sack to jack
Scatter matter for the cat born on the rap worn through strap torn I max from night until morning dawn
As I flow on


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/28/24 04:27 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864013 - 01/28/24 05:38 AM (1 year, 21 days ago)

Mash up
Sour with the dash cut the splash
Listed as has the pass that ass
I make a fast judgment call as budget I ball on
I follow along through strong rope but calm like dope
I soak in the coating through the whole thing was Wing
I Soldier sting
Bring it back the thing intact with a cap and no slack
Rewrite the whack as I back black with the fact to swim laps
You could catch perhaps as I master the art and dart
Hit the charts as I apart from the harp rung as sharp
Like a Gun I cycle numb before you become a Sun you must
Bust trust that and luck on tracks that come back with black hands
In the lands I ski sands and tan in the brand of the command that
Take a stand as rag bag the tag for hag to swag like a jagged edge
Path with the sledgehammer I banner wave brave flag the slave down
To escape town be been round and in the sound to win before I crown
I begin to shock wow!  They say as I slay I decay in delay with the props display
No way could you match the way I rap exact.  Come up with your own format

My little cousin Meth took his last breath
A Preacher from either or
I been here before with Meth at the door
I in to spin I’m to the core
I been up fin up to do some Speed
Not smoking Weed?
Nope this is hype proceed to get on the mic
I busted type that
Wanna rat and done that stripe back
I busted bike rack and murder tacks
I willful and skillful I drill pull
Off the ill still and null
I got a skull I shape like UHHH!
I got the nothin’ goin’ on blues
So I dug onto a bag of shrooms
Now.  I’m about to down flip
Tight Trip with the light sips of liquor
Stick your fifth four with the rip tore
I got the clip in let’s score
The whole Mafia was at War

Puffin’ Weed
Drinkin’ Herb Teas
Blurred perception
I caught on as the onslaught drawn near
Too many kids fear the Psychedelic
I rung my bell in it
I dwell with buck fifty
I rip off crispy
And lift heat
Yep.  We bustin’ Weed
I told a Soldier to proceed
Go and pay heed I toe up
I slow up hit the shoulder holster
Of a cop who’s supposed to protect me
But I wreck G
On the flex B like dat!
Up on a mic I attack
I’m almost done with the track

Bring that shit back!!
I’m off the map
Catchin’ flack
Ganja on me to the Chinese Laundry
I seen a Gun heat and flip beats
Like nuthin’ Reefer Puffin’ humming
With my one Wing I seen everything
I license to sting and run thing
With the sum I’m the King
Got the Gun to ring
A lot and you might get shot


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/29/24 09:19 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864025 - 01/29/24 09:46 AM (1 year, 20 days ago)

I always got the blades on me
Yep.  We crazy
Fresh into the Escrima and Silat
All wrong to strong
I hit a bong to live long on this song
I bang the gong
The prong went in the outlet
I’m about to shout out flex bet
I rep the Set
Seen in tight check with the rein fight the textbook
Crook with his shook shit
Or hers murder words that’s on bet
I molded through sweat I told you
The old me flew even
I reinvented cement and heat bent
I adventure in the vent for the censored
I flex forward and tore to the core more birds
As 33rd I rip this heard out the mix magic bag it then
Tag on ends that strange shit
The hang and quit?
Never that.  They stay lit in the Hashish
I Tripped some Shrooms and did it in rooms
With the synthetic fabrics
I mean to magic I fiend to got to have it
Like plastic LSD magic

I just Flew Fast
Blew in on the breeze to task that cheese
We need it Cheesy Puff redid the truck ropes
Dope as I soak in the Gold
I’m rifle old to type pull in the torn
Of the born that way murder back display with decay
In the lit light ray
That Sun with Hay
Ganja all day
And night I fin to bust pipe impolite I shot out the lights
I suffer from tight being white and shining at night
I got the flight of stairs as height comes beware
Of the numb for the Sum
We love to smoke Crack and murder tracks come
Forth in slacks with a reaction from traction
I got the back lit and the Mac spit
I busted half flip to whole on a role
I height in the Soul
Shot you forgot you and grew some Pot too
I like this crew
I take flight into what you been through?
I fin to drew the line in time
As I relax and stop on a dime
It’s rhyme raps
And climb back up with the tactics that blind attack buck the Gun

The Task!
I bask in the Golden Sun Rays for days
As I made in Water
I for the sort of things Wings might hinge upon
My cap screech till dawn
And bold real strong
Long with the Heat on the Street
I set off gunshots at track meet
I blown off all the sweet
I core to the heat with top beats
I Michael meet the rifle I might pull one
And fully done that wool heat
Soldier complete with untold skis
I breeze back track and make mean sacks of cash
I got it as ash as I mash up
I sacked up?
Wish I black cuz as a rap buzz
I straight relax dozens
Of mega dose Trips to flip the Wings in
I bring in the thing then
To singe end the binge for cringe
I got the hinge squeak busted LSD sheets
One day we gonna hook up the Acid
That plastic Trip at last to cold flip
Hippy skid the dips in the Street
From Gun Heat


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/29/24 03:18 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864027 - 01/29/24 03:50 PM (1 year, 20 days ago)

We got the poisonous
Anoint by the Ointment
A toy spent on went on
The dead song
About a bong hit and a mushroom
I trusted that as flat keys on pianos
Speed a nanosecond as I wreck it
I infect Trips
Rep dips as honey cane
Soldier in the lane
As Fold Platinum
We on Water scatter Atom
I rap man as black as Trashcan
The last dance
I flashed an Ice bath for wrath
I cold tripped the stash
Poison as the toys in it spent
Different I wrench bench that
I fiend for cold Crack blow them off the map
With cold cap
I rolled an untold and sold my Gun fold up
I cold cut the air as scared kids to fucking death
Any trouble less they fumble
Ball off the wall as Bikini Doll
I trusted that rap busted that all
I hush flex wreck the sector with gall
Experiment with the tall glass of ink
My pen as I expend
I think ball and sink off the install it
Yo we call it Cap
As I stop in rap I fiend for class to leave
That raps I did breeze
On skis

We with the steadfast
Crews get hit up dead last with no Ganja stash
As cold cash isn’t enough to score we core
Ripped it off tipped it soar and Tripped it
I’m rare
Scare a bunch of kids with my Potholders
Sold them Gold
I cold in the reflex untold heat checks
I be one of the best
I run through test
And the heat flex
I reject to prone as bone rap
I modify jack the cold Crack
I meet my match with the Speed relax on tracks
But I feed a mellow head with rhymes that dead
On the spot I pull out my Pot
I got to get shot to take me off the Set
I jet up the block
Called it Shock
I hafta Glock I spot a top one with a shotgun
I spun until they done with real numbers
One wonders about the route as mountain as fountain
In the heart of the city count to ten backwards
My sacks jerk at last I burn to earn ya’ll churn
In the stomach
Wu Tang stock plummets when kids fumble the ball
I service installed with work hits I ball
Kick back smoke one
No joke I come from the clover patch with stash
In the back with the red tops CLACK!

I flag down
With the Crown
For my Dragon
And cause damage
I scavenge the spot
For gunshots to pull off
I sought after the chapter
Each Master gets dissed
With no Dragon Crisp
As I tag on the walls
I crawl the Streets
All these shots heat up the spots
Kids rot on the ground found dead
With two bullets in the head
I said that and read a cat fed black
As chill in sack

Gun contact
I brought the bomb back
So you stay calm and all intact
I brought some Ganja so it’s on
We do all night bong hits
We could roll or just kick it
Listen to tunes or play our own music
I loose fit in the bench
I entrance the inventive
Always a cent spent on the stench
Of the mention that and your cat gets splattered
Batters up in the cut as I shatter your front
I damaged a punk and scared his ass shrunk
I dunk and sunk one
I got shot so I plot thicken
To quicken with the Ganja Stickin’


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/29/24 06:29 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864029 - 01/29/24 07:37 PM (1 year, 20 days ago)

Bizarre got me addicted to Crack
I ain’t comin’ back without a sack
As big as a rat made of tennis kid’s scat
I batter ram all the jam for ham
Eat it up like Spam
The plan is to Iran the n!@@as
I lift triggers off of fifty fixtures in rap
I fiend to cold cap
I sold maps to star’s homes
I’m prone to smoke bones in guitar roams
The scripture as phone hit yah
Dig it picture mixed with the twist of Coca
Broke up a fool’s face sell the mocha
A waste of the soak it up baste the Turkey
Laced of course I won court case
I Soldier blazed like glory days
My Florida heat melts the street
Lightning on greet I insight ring
Gun binds the Wings with them things
I stun they sing I from it they done like King
Deposed of all Soul I rub backwards
For a fact it’s swords cores of laundries
I bomb for fees I cause Kilos to Import
I snort that shit
Or smoke it
The preferred method

Earth Rap
Your heat is backwards
On the mattress
Meet back up and attack this
Crisp hits on lean on no difference with twist and turn to burn I hit it and earn
Court is adjourned I stern in my approach
To violence wrote this in silence
My file
Fools are in denial of their pools of blood
I structure their thumping with a thud
As soon as God lifts their fake thug
I got a drugged rug that I pull out from under the club
In the club you could hear dance hits fully loaded clips rip off
I dip off slow with the tip raw as I law down on fools who pack tools
I been through school to the point I puke fuel
I duel with crews that lose
I flip their 2s and 3s on skis
I cap their knees
No trouble
Just another double to bubble pop
Sold it Solid Shock Rock like a dollar exit
The stress kit on flex shit one hundred
Cents and I’m bent I invent the text message
You could catch wreckage any second for infecting the bid while I slid

Thugs burn a sniper
Hotter than Rowdy Roddy Piper
To swipe your drug license from the nicest of plugs
I dug a grave save that brave facts I behave black
I’m made with Crack I got a slave in the back who cooks my shit
I type to bit bite keen insight from the fright at night
I night flight with the white out
I scream and shout about the Speed route
Meth for Death for President
Each resident drives extra special beverage
Why I flex on a kid like Yo Momma did
I drop the hit and slip slide on Ice grip the device
Cold Trip I fiend like dykes for pussy
I should wood heat up mush me into gushy
I got the crew be on flew heat of doom unseat the full moon sweep
I busted Gun Heat and ran across the Street to bust more
In Florida I floor the gas the core at the task for heat rash
I dash mad
Glad I’m a fag who do bags on other fags gangster
I shank kids up like moms spank a butt
I rolling tank with the spunk
I dunk your lump and thump your ass


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/29/24 11:22 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #864030 - 01/30/24 12:46 AM (1 year, 20 days ago)

We got oversized coats
Our ties in the eyes
We float
Off it we wrote to cough off hits of smoke
Ganja the preferred burn
As the World turn
I type to earn when I roll dice I see in curves
We hit up Drug Murders
We fit the first to 33rd word up
We learn to tuck heat
Each member sweet till they dismembered
Fleet is tortured all War Room in full bloom
At the Mortuary
Shit gets scary but I bear heat fucking unbelievable
All I receive is Gold
I cold shoulder past the old folks
Don’t like to see folks broke but I cope
I trickled it toke the Reefer
Each sequence with a Pot Leaf signature
I fin to curl whip the whirl as I blur into turn inside
On the ride I flipped it collide dip with the Trip that’s tied
Onto supply
On Demand I land with the crazy right hand Phoenix Eye Fist
I hit the 3rd eye and kill Murder Y

Capital letter stepper
Get your lecture burned
Turned the spot
I bust a Glock got a knot a lot
With the ratchet smoke Pot
Dot the back twitch as God
Ass Kick your Holy Rod was a Mob
I wipe this off Job to prolong
I float the song
Yo!  We got the game on
I used to make Glass Bongs
Back in the day it Pays
Money long searching for other As
To fade it Gray I light this torch decay
Off the scorch in the War
I torn I born from it
The Gun sub hit the plummet
Off shocks they Gun it
Run a Trip down lovin’ it
All through it the thick to ruin it
Straight crew with the thick grooves
And move the sorceress
Get Tortured with the lift up
I sick suck that like dick I bust back
Into the trap I run tacks
Murder takes to burn your black
We got ill intact
On the Scene with The Strap
And all the fiends clap

LSD and Crack Cocaine
I seen a club hit in the rain with Gun flipped
I run tricks down they spit at me with a Gat
But flee when I shot back
I’m about to relapse and make blood on tracks
Murder wax with the max
I stack until I’m black again
I rifle with the sight I pull the trigger back
With that that’s a rap
I got the sacks of dope as broke
With dark shades
I  been high a lot Gray Alien 
I choose to bail in the made men
Service end when I curve this
You heard this
I burn tricks up who murmur murder
With fervor and all the cop to serve yah
With a Glock I stopwatch
Write off tax with the whiplash
I bricks off the ass cuss in Spanish
I ran hits down for the Crown
All that’s allowed now is a POW!
From the murder how?
People ask questions
While I reflect on spin dance the lesson
Professional
I been at it since black magic
And drug addict
I kicked the habit
I bad with the mad twitch
Got a lift and I crisp
I sight this with the whiteness on drip


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (01/30/24 03:39 AM)

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