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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868240 - 08/03/24 09:40 PM (1 month, 12 days ago)

This is my last song
Wrote it off a bong
I heard they went wrong and laced the Reefer
That’s dead wrong as I creep up
The peeps cut to sleep
What?
I run this East end the beats bend back and I sacked up
I split the Mac duck
I fiend his black truck
Got the Gat so I struck back
Fools caught a heart attack
So I stacked
I mean it for max to door latch
I hold the catch with the satchel
I been off asshole
Seen the glass gold as sold
I spit the castle mold
I blasted the fold off
Yo I rolled off
Made the cash and cold off the bold soften
When I coughin’ smoke that rotten
I forgotten the dope spot got hit and MCs got shot in
I scheme the plot and
I Glock 10 past the ends with the tend to
I bend screw back intact with defense
Off the keep the ends
I make em look weak and that’s amends

The 18 Crane Hands
I can’t stop making Birds and Dragons
All I know I roll slow on the hold the Reefer and Shrooms
I light up right up
Seen on sight style duck
So I don’t know what the fuck to do
This isn’t cool
People run, duck and bail out the way as I sail down the sidewalk
This isn’t jive talk
This is Hawk
Cannabis Magic
I got it in the Bag with the Psilocybin
All the Tribe gets live in this my Mind Fist
I type to twist them
I get it sticks in the kicks for blades and it stays Blood Red
I seen a Thug get it in the head
Back as dead
I seen a murder tend to turn a crew into the truest
Cool Whip the smooth tip
You can’t groove and it’s sick
I make a move to hit it up past bad luck
I fin to stuck one up with a Gun as Bust Sun
I fiend for done deal
So I could peel

We like Psychedelics and Ganja
We on it
On the palm I got it
Locked crab back and saw that
Up the Street Creep back and Bleep!
That’s a fact
I signed into the jack for automatic
I write static pieces that’s easiest to see this with
I Street Cold exist on the pavement
A ray of Sun meant bent
I scent of the venture with the spent your cash on Grass
I laugh because I’ve smoke Red Lebanese Hashish
We gonna have a bash!
A blast!
Write it up on Cash
I seen the Stash up
I grow Heirloom Cannabis Crops Nonstop
I popped the clock ticks
I block fifths off socked in to see the Sin
I reek to begin I freak
I busted white sheet as Guns greeted you
I ski did flew off the sweet leaf and the brew
Release your crew if you
Got blood
We like it dug deep in the peep this
Graveyard as they stay hard
And break for the fake to make it naked
I bake it
Make It Great Again


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/04/24 02:51 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868247 - 08/04/24 11:41 AM (1 month, 12 days ago)

Launched Attacks
Come on Tracks
I step out the back
I’m oblivious to the Cap
I seen it sap beat up the beat back down on the Street
People need for the plea bargain
On the margin I seen crews at large and I card for 21
With a Gun I rupture bust War as dust back tour in Vietnam
I’m the bomb
The mega like the player with the major advantage
I ransack
Coming straight back
I don’t make contact I just scare crews on brews with the stare down fools
Aware the Crown rules
I got the Wu tang Set with the Little Drill bit Cap
I got stacks
I mean off maps
See?
All you gotta do is stop fighting G
Then it’s alright
I keep a Gun tight for Gun fight
It always happens with these Caps and I Mac 10
Blast back like Crack Cocaine
I scored in the lane with more
Roll the fold that cane as I came before in the lane with the brain
I clock Gold and Platinum Chains

You get laughed at
Crews in the back with the Locked Straps
I roll over Glocks Caps and told yah
I’m a cold as fuck Soldier I hold Buds
I run thugs back as drug raps
I tug and the Gats unplug out the sack that rubs
I recommend Fast Water
Gats your order as stats recorder
For the tour in War I flipped the core
As I sipped I tore
Been back with the Street react as Wind Black as Gun Run
I’m with the Sun as digits from as back as frigid
I seen a rigid one as with the strung
I get it back and Lift that
I sift through the bitch brew up a twist one Grew Reefer
I seen a beach for the seek the Soaring Sativa
But I got the teacher as max as freak your ass
Kept under glass I mask the Red as Blood facts
You dead from drugs but react like thugs in the wax
I mean mugs as bugs smug
I light this to tight this
It’s a flight with fight
With the Gun tight ignite Street Fights
I Wing as tight as Sing
The night  might bring that One Wing
I got my Gun to ring

I like Indica Sativa Hybrids
The Ganja Reefer
But I’m looking for pure Sativa
As the one I fiend for as I core in the Sun with the one from the Indica
We got it spin with yah
It’s a sin
In Los Angeles we hold fast to the Indica and unmask
The begin to bud and root for the tool with the cool whip
I light it in school Trip
The fuel for the nick of time I rhyme
I’ve tried pure Sativa with the head high
As I said bye I lean on and try to reason with the sky
I’m not Gun Shy
I written why I sit in the Highs
I dishin’ for the wishing well as bell
Tropical Melt that’s felt as wax belt
A lot of peaceful stoners grab the microphones
And lit this prone to witness
But I flip this
With hits mix the fix up
I seen a stickup
Man that’s bitch talk as Walk
I’ve seen too much War as wanted core for the Soaring Sativa


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/05/24 11:54 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868253 - 08/05/24 03:19 PM (1 month, 10 days ago)

Don’t jerk me around
I got got Pounds of Pot
From the Pills to Pop of the Product
Locked up chills with sought after Polish Off
That swallow raw as jawbone collapse under thunder brawl
With One wonder if it’s a mauling
For the fall I got it all so I cycle
Back and bicycle
Lit the Icicle off the Match
I seen my Stash Rise as I ride inside I don’t hide
I seen and clock Green
The Green Machine smoking Buds the dream of thugs
To one day license in the Ice Off
Slips a slice in the drink for think as mics cross wires
I Lift it much Higher
I’m the buyer of Narcotics as the Job with the law run as Sun
From this Gun I spun them
My lungs plug I dug a Spud
I made mud cakes and fade
Into Gray I stay and let it spray all over the place while I say Grace
I lifted the face up
With fully laced cuts
I shake butts
Made the Drugs One in my system
I christen new ones and old favorites
I’m a major hitter with the sinister
Fit to rinse the Trip in there bare chest
I manifest

Cash is King
I just spread my Wings into a Ball
To crawl creep on the Street you got to feed the need
I busted a Weed laugh
All I seen in class is rehashed when I Pop the stash up
I lit a track up
Yo!
When it comes to flow I know for sure
I love a cure as pure as Ganja
With the Cash on that’s a Monster
One that stomp drill and kill
If need be
I see the seed in chill
I bust that Ski a G
Off Platinum with the Trees
Lit Sum scatter atoms
I ain’t mad at
I run flat with a Gat off run raps
Sun is from that
I strung up a done dap
For contact I bomb back
One called a strap
I roll flat
Hold class in Gold Platinum
I ran it thumb
Rule of thumb you get numb
When you seen it
I beam lit off Cream
With the Heat Trip
And wallet thick
Called the billfold
As heel toe for the real show

I just want to practice Tai Chi
Let me be
Stir up a Blue whirlwind
As I spin the ends off the ball as solve then revolve
Around as I form the town called Crown Royal
I lit it to a boil so I no toy
I enjoy feeling my Chi
Let me be
I lit a Tree up
So I could Key
They can’t see the G until they also practice to match this
Ski called Qigong
I write it breathe long as seed torn from the horn section
I cast a reflection in every direction
I’m so slippery they call me number 3
With the Chi Energy
I lift with the ticket back and skip it
Write this mixture of Herbs and Verbs
I flip with words until twists and turns
Learn to Chi burns
I can always escape a Gang as I raped by
The Ace high as placed a face
In the make as grace
Tilted back and spilled it
Like blood a thug drilled it
But I steel with the Blue Wind
As hurricane strength
I hit with Internal Strength


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/05/24 07:53 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868254 - 08/05/24 11:32 PM (1 month, 10 days ago)

Brushed with Death
You get Tortured
Then in the Mortuary
Hits they carefully placed as laced into nerves that turn you dead
Or shutdown
I split a rundown of the Gun Sound
It’s loud
I write it tight hit the lights up Crowned
How about that?
I run it rap stats the tracks into backs blunt
I tax that as they relax and chill and ill at the same time as Dollar Bill Shine
I drink wine
So I cold cold time as prime
I sniff lines of Blow and dine
I Trip make finds in a row for the roll
I run the Soul and smoke a few bowls
Of Cannabis
Ran it adjust blacken
Facts in the portion of action
Through distortion that Gun Pop Sound
As Guns round
I tons of down blood as was back as Bud Smoke
I choke
Relief with a toke I make it broke again
Then I Soldier men all up in the ends

You could clock a 20 sack of Meth
A dub and rub all night in flight
Whether black or white you tight in to slight gleam as One on the scene
I busted back trusted that cat as hold black until stacks come back
I seem to have the knack from react
We got flavor that fade your say it blade tore through as core crew
My sword drew
I lightning new in the night Wing brew
I smack a fool up then I stick a tool up their butt
I fiend for chuck the wood as good as shook
Wrote the book on dirty looks
Cooks who nook and cranny bust that fanny
Ass like canned heat
Grass
I service at last
Every step on Meth the champ as I camp out
I put the lamp out
So I could round front as extra want the sector
To match the lecture back in effect the mic checker
1,2,3 then I G
I off a lead on Speed so I could proceed
To flow
Yo!
Let it grow in fold as on hold
I got it Gold then
As I sold ends

Tree Of Life
I came under a knife cut
Deep Wounds
As seen as soon in the womb
I write it a start to hit the charts with
I parted
Back intact
React
Fiend for heat jack
I seen the Street rap as beat back
As black as heat a Gun
For Sun
I write this brung
As right with
The Trip
I mix a mix up
The 6 cut
As bitch
I seen it stitch
So I light up
Flip it right truck as might
Insight into the nightfall
As White Ball
I seen it tight
I ignite on the design
As one line
I flipped it shine
As sit in the unwind as written
That’s fit in
For prison
All this decision
I clock a vision back
As one Rap
I seen a Gun contact
And bomb back


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/06/24 11:20 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868262 - 08/07/24 03:02 PM (1 month, 8 days ago)

I need some Pot to Smoke
All broke off the product all Locked Up in Prison for the Vision
I seen it beam back and One Gun Contact as bomb raps
I got this Meth Cap
I need to change it’s strange when you been through graze
As Bullet Pin drew the fullest
Pull it back I sold a sack and Gold that as Cold
I been untold so I rolled
I fold it back as Soul
Hold that thought as Caps bought off of racks
I seen the maps and Straps up
An Herbalist as burn true as flame I earned a twist of fame
With the hot flame I burn in my name
I love the game but I cold 187 maim up a brain tuck one on the blood stain
I drain through the Earth into Interstellar Root
I shoot for the Sun as Gun heat up
Beam on product I saw one tucked
But I don’t give a fuck
I Tree lit up chuck the buck back
As saw off of rap the One Map
As the Sun back in order
Before I afford a core as sorta?
Not maybe kinda but I blinded I track rewind it and dime split up the mind
The Psychedelic I back and gel the Trip as I tell it

I heat up Wings
A bastard kinks up the hose that flows
I lift on tippy toes with the Spliff lit and it grows in my yard
I’m so hard I garden tool that school
I pool up resource
All recourse led to this space force
As I Ace towards forward
I burn more War Bird
Into the Hawk
I seen it stalk Bikini Magic
It’s sad when I grab it a Thug drug up to bust one with a Gun
As sung I rung off the Downtown slum
I stung a number for back as wonder what?
Who was that in the truck
Who fiend to pluck one or two off my Tree so I ski
Key up then bleed a knuckle off that’s raw
I sighted law back and flights Liftoff
I spit toss the sting into the brink of been through
I sink into the think tank as shank
I lifted gank off the sank ship
Old Navy watches me under Project Halo
Royal Mindboxing I’m knocking off style socks Sting Locks the Glocks Ring
So hardcore it talks
I seen a Bullet blocked
I pull shit off
I fin to boss so toss another in the Dragon you Lost

Psilocybin was my child
It’s been a while since I spit
I Gold Mine off the Platinum
We scattered all over
From Gunshots
I busted from the Pot I smoked
I choke on a Lungbusting Hit
Cause it’s the shit
I roll up thick in the tight woven knit
We seen it fit on stink
Bust back a link
I shot the think that and I scheme back at
The track come fat with Sun trap one ray
My Shrooms light in rooms
On Pot and Meth
I like the Cannabis 8 Steps
Lead to full effect
Bleed true as slept
I scheme drew back and feed maximum
My stacks
I folded bust that like hold in the cold stinging smoke
I’m winging Crack Cocaine
Oh Man!
If I light it I know I rush and right quick
Seen visuals
Speak the Gun Freak
Off Mac 10
I turn a Gat into Godsend
As I mind box like I said


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/07/24 07:14 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868268 - 08/07/24 08:09 PM (1 month, 8 days ago)

Political Prisoner Raps
The children of Gaza are caught up in the Politics of Glock Clips
I rode the Soul thick
Until a magic trick turns lick like Prostitute
They all aim and they shoot and claim the root
This insane fruit off the Tree in the garden of Eden
All the homeless smoke Speed and Fentanyl
I wrench through a brawl as one tall and deep call it creep
All held hostage back and blockage
I right a rock send a block to the Feds
I don’t like this Isis backs my dice rolled for Soul that’s Priceless

I smoked a Speed Stick down
As One Round you bleed with
Fiends need these to heat Trips
I bust a Mushroom as one dusted soon
I trusted goons as rusted back blew busted
Raps they thrusted I mustard packet
Ratchet
Seen the back flip and tight grips of Cash
As I mash I match strike a light offa ash
That’s seen in sight bright like Nike Air Flights
I read you your rights
You ain’t got none so I knot one up as Product
All Locked they shot up
I run it rock that saw struck as duck
See in the clutch as snakeweed as such
We breed the Diamonds seed that fly went
They Eye Bent
I pack Cement
Most can’t pay the rent
Without a Red cent
I gave the blood and went
All I stained like thug
But I plug a thug with Bullets love
In the glovebox
Ignite on Sun rocks that bright
I keep it tight

We got the Glocks and Techs
I box for a lock I respect that whole flock as bet the block controlled
I rolled undersold the bold
Before I War with the core I Wing for more I sting
I ring
I gutter utter the King of the bring back the Gun
I One
I light like the Sun
I bring in tons
I leak funds offa ones for Guns back as hung on Crack Cocaine
I smoke puffs and light up rough
Tougher than that I roll cat as Gold fat
I cold Cash
Mold in the mash as sold stash
I hold Fast I got tons of Grass and Autos
My thought flows pronto
With swift blow from Toronto
I ring and I Glow
I fold as bold back as old Cap
I Soldier stat as Gold Platinum
I scatter brung the heat back and fatter in the think that
This sing cat off hinge as squeak busted on the weekend
I party
Extend a hand for hard heat as blend that
I got a Meth Cap with the Mushrooms so I bend black with Herbals
Sell all the Eternal I burn slow like Orange Zig Zags Papers Yo


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/08/24 06:51 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868277 - 08/08/24 01:28 PM (1 month, 8 days ago)

Carrot Salad
I sing a Ballad from Shaolin as I spot a ten spot when I dot the target
I’m not on the market because I park it up in Space
The Ace
With the Lifted case Tripped through the makes and models I dodge hot
You’ll want to spark up Pot by the time I done
I rhymed everything with Gun
And now they spun
So this tongue as break beats sprung off the wake
I take the Title
I Tribal rhythm that hit em up
I bust a scene leaning on truck jewels
I busted up fools
I trusted a sucker duck once and then I stun pull off the Set and done
What Set you from?
I ask as I numb that ass up as last class flip the task shut
I spit Grass Cannabis trash a cut as Man that plan damage
Scan the package and brandish a firearm
I require arms put away
I clock blades and fade Soldiers off the shade like a hand grenade
I don’t display Bullets and you pay the fullest
With your life as Ice
Mine strikes up the type to fit as kite flown
I shown all low tip the row crops for Pops up
I got it rock shut as blockbuster
I seen a cuss word screamed and beamed as thus heard

Cherries Jubilee
I Trip off gross amounts of Produce count that as a sack
So I right off and light up toss one Gun from the Sun as White Chalk
I tipped it Ice Block
All Set all hot
All to bed they pulled the Glock and said,
This marks this lead out
So I head out
Put the mountain as I count backwards from ten
I expend all ripe off hype
Flip the type to sit and write a rhyme ignite
Like a bomb
I right as arm I tight
I charm what’s light
Flipped the whole barn and spin my own Yarn
I’m a Country to Country
City to City
All hit me with the Trees up as I bleed cut in the structure
I tons more where War came from
As they aim with the Gun
All insane coming from the Sun as game
I spit a snake tongue
All fake and flake hum off the beat breaks
It takes a lot to MC
Like I won the lottery
I stop at Speed Cop a Feed and Lock the Keys in the car
My charred remains light up into flames

Picking Shrooms should be custom
I busted One up in the Product backwards like sawdust reverse the mill was killer
I get iller when I seen the Dollar Biller like Trillion
Up in the cut as still sent like wet with the face as run the taste back
I can’t forget the sackage flavor as back hand the labor of love
I shove through the cut Blue as run into what crew you been up to?
I wax as Moon shatter your dream soon as cream blew
Light up the steam
I beam
Right away on the team as One Gene
I luster busted a rap cussed happened to dust as wax
I don’t pay any fucking tax so you could relax
I chill with Straps
Heaters facts
The two seater collapse
All defeated all I ask is that I master
One as bead up like a raindrop
I love to cop Water
As I thought of you out of the Blue you do a two step and rep
As I cold jet


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/08/24 03:13 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868278 - 08/08/24 04:06 PM (1 month, 7 days ago)

Pot
It started riots
Pot
You should try it and legalize
In the Pot in the Eyeball
I target the market as dark
I flipped a mark on Pot
As stark as bark back
All on the sack of Pot
I like it a lot
I seen Pot Green
One thing about Pot is the lean on
I could list it all and ball and ten feet tall
I flipped a brawl on Pot
I seen a lot on the dot
Pot is not Ice
Meth sparks Gun Fights
I jet off One Lights
I seen insights as Cream
Dream of Pot
Chi in the caught up
Raw tucked your wallet and ball again
I follow the trend and spark Pot
All after that my head stays black
I recede into cracks and breed
These facts on Trees
Trees a name for Pot
So I sold it Solid Gold and caught a Case
Rolled with no trace
Flipped the bass
Made it great
Tripped the hate off
As I lay down soft
Way down in the cost
Smoke Pot a lot
And show off
Your new skill!
You could Dollar Bill and Chill!

I do the most tokage of any kid
I’m six years old and I rolled
I hold Platinum
Trip the fatter sink into the atomic blend and bomb it
I comet streak through
All the heat I drew leads to violent
I cream and stay silent
Liver bile in it to win it child
I styled back and hit
Off a graphic
I match it with the stats lit
Just say do it quick
I rip the trick off fit
As lip gloss
Feed the head tossed as layed sprayed up in dead cross the blade

I just hit one for the last time
I bet it shine
I one 9 of the sign as Gun blind
I seen the mind in live as One thrive
I spit it live that’s done vibe as Sun shine
I run a ton crime in the slum
As I hum bum a line off a crab
As both stab
I throw a jab
And it goes had it bad I dose the scrap
We wrote the math
And championship I lamp on Crip
Sank Gangster with
The rolled is tank
I bitch the plank walk
As talk on dank
Chronic Herb as word I float the strength
I both as length the overdose I rank
High as Eye seen the hope I die scene
Get tortured over fiends and scorched
Like with torch I lit the War up
I Soar as door shut
All Soul up in the Cut as bold truck as hold it
I fold a fifth up Gold twitch
Hit it sip a brew and what you gonna do?
I come through and War’s over soon
I lit the room up and soon stuck the troop
Over the flew over rule the rover in the stove
For it bake I hit it shake
Make it make
Sense and no mistake
I break and hop the fence
I rock A Gold and Platinum Lens
I made them ends
I flip it then drift over to the curb to park it
Word as dark hit the Arc Trip


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/09/24 07:36 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868298 - 08/09/24 10:07 PM (1 month, 6 days ago)

On Sex Parade
We with the shade low
Flipping blade slow
As all the name grow
We lit in flame Golden aim roll
With the same fold in the game cold
All I the same sold as famous
Lit the anus back and came just
As soon as one with the Gun light up Sun
I did it to become what sum as
Done as the one has the Gun numbered
I stumbled into the party
Hard heat on the Street my guardian slept with me
Gave me the key
I light in lead
Dropped the speed and clocked doing a hundred
Nonstop till I pop
I lift the Glock
And said it box the tenement stocks up in the lock and load
I sold all cold brew and true
I flew into the new sky as eye I known as Sun Shown
I blown
Tipped in the row as soul
I lit the glow
As fit as fold
Tight the mold
As controlled I bold
Write it old as fold facts as stats
I hold cats on tracks and gats with the pistol slap trick
Up in it thick
I mold a Soldier with
The hot and crisp
Watch on wrist cop a sixth
Cops stop and frisk
So I pop one in the brain to dis

I’m getting my Water game up
I need to flame up
Spontaneously Combust
As that
As one track that
Squared for tear
Into been through
The window
All kin drew back
A fat sack of Ganja max
As height taxed
As facts out of sight
In tight relax
Chill with straps
They fiend for
The lead to core
As I indeed Trip and Pour
Liquid
Stick it
With the solvent mix hits
Into revolve with the problem
All they called then
As I ball
End the struggle
Bubble
Like a fumble
Humble like crumble
I double
Back at thumbtack
All heat reacts with Straps
These beam facts
Streets collapse
Under the reach
As all I come to teach
I drink Water
At least once a week
Sometimes twice or thrice
I roll the dice

I was a bad kid
Until I joined mob up with the license to truck
I split it slice down the middle with the hits
Skip tricks in
With the 6 in
All the blend is type that spread one Gun as back from the Sun
I light my lungs up
I smoked Ganja rode plucked the bomber on struck them calmer
Yo momma couldn’t fix you
As tricks blew through the wind drew
Anyways
I grew up and stays in shades of Gray
Lit this day as blade sprayed blood all over the place
I Trip my face off
In the lane lost as game soft
I remain the boss
Of Cap
I roll with a Strap


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868307 - 08/10/24 05:46 PM (1 month, 5 days ago)

It was strange
I escape
Draped from the ceiling
As freight cargo
I large under the one slow as thunder
Here comes a number
I lumber down
Split up the Bud for the Crown
I say what’s up
To stoners all hone in
On a bone I smoke the lone kid
With the rope skid all over
I slip with the chauffeur
I mix it in Kosher
Smell the Soldier burnt as learnt
I spit it hurt
The Trip in
I skip in the difference
Is big
I took a swig then hit the J like hidden
In the daylight I stay with Nike Air Flights
I remain tight as lit the flame right
You could get your game to ignite
I seen a sight that aware of as right
In the flare up
Lit the stare up
I beware I duck out the air
So I couldn’t care less
I got the Dragon’s Breath

We ain’t with that sweetness
I throw all each all over the train track
To the crossroads and back
I tacked
Up a clasp the grasp
Matchstick with the Trip on
I guzzled
Didn’t sip on this song
I also light a bong
Go in each strong
I hit a beat gone
Off the seat
I Tripped and repeat
I seen underneath the white sheet
As block and breach
Got Gold as untold rolled
In the Street I turn cold
Controlled the fold up
I saw it all I law with
The principle
I’m invincible armor
I’m a Ganja Farmer
Snake charmer with the harm your
Hurt split up to dirt
Worked in sweat for the worth
Respect back as heat jack
For recede addict to the magical effects
Of Psychedelic Trips
I explored Water in the mix
Fully while crews pull heat
Continually

Call off your essence your dog
Smoke rolls through like fog
I cold drew a One true as fun fact
I Gun track
Slap a done Strapped become lack
Understand black and run that
I sum up the Guns as Sun shines
I One mind flipping Gun rhymes
I sublime as the run on the funds for flush down as thugs
I bust mine if it Trip it
I sip it
Kick back and lick it
I ill
Equipped with the skill
I Lifted a whole Gang off the Street
And Rang off complete

Sand down with One Round
I seen a two shot spot as heat the block up
I seen it shock tuck one as Guns back
I run it done tracks up
I chill as Fast cut
I’m a Water nut
Explore the core of the four four
I lit you on this tour through
The Streets blew up
When I ruin the truck jewels in
School you in the pen
I torch as ten sword up the lens I record


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868312 - 08/10/24 10:36 PM (1 month, 5 days ago)

Black Acid
All the tracks slid right through me
I love this movie
I seen myself peel for real
I Lifted in the forest as I collect Water through porous filter
From a Stream I camp by
I lamp by the sector
As mass I eject your whole class
I light it Fast up
The last cut I made with the blade
I stayed up all night and wanted to smoke Js
I flip the cape as they fake it
I make it made fade as the Gray sky
Into the eye
I seen the sky cry
As I scri
I’m a witch
I sight ends through as tight as blue sky
Run true as Eye
I done time in the Sun for fines as numb
The kind that sung
I pull off a dead lung back as from
The sacks collect
I collect the check
The flash back in a second

Keep the engine running clean
Steam heat
The beat is nice on Fast as dice rolled for Cash
I seen the Ash out as I rash
Light up a dash and slash the flash
With the cast out for last as master shout
I bastard
Run the sound down like coward about to bend how word is sent
I bent run the rent up sky high as fly
For homeless to Jones with

I prone to slip up the sip cut as bitch but I skip
The track in a sack
No turning back as Gun run the fact is a drug is bug on thug
That’s black as I rub scrub down
All love lounge as the sound pound out the speakers
For features
I each yours as glorified all up in the ride
That’s homicide I fly flew over Blue sky drew through clouds
I’m coming down with one Round in the Ground
I just circled balled and worked my shirt in it’s installed
To crawl with the law on straw for a Gun
As wax weapon sprung off the section back and hum
I drug up I Sun up
Crews run up with the front as once was
I got a buzz and back on track as sub for the sank ship
I lamp quick to amp I seen the stamped and sealed
Peeled for real I ski all I can be is G I license smoke Weed

We caught a reflex
Off Middle Eastern Hashish
All last Tree in the lead
But I speed sped up until dead
So my eyes turned red and blind as I defined
What I’m inclined to smoke or eat as I broke with the Weed Choke
I cope with the hope it’s the hit I smoke oil the Lift
I write it sift the Hashish
All cash brief in the last Reefer
Each creep on the Run the Street I bleep
Murder is in deep as further
A burner I release as turner in the Hashish
I Lock it to stop up
All rocks cut as eyes as one wonder Ys
I run the skies Bullet mind as I rewind
I skip the dime sacks go straight for the bricks
On the solo tip
I roll through Trip
I cold drew the skip up
With the mission in action satisfaction of the bulletproof Hashish lead me to believe
I run the Street
It’s true I creep Bird as each third as word up
I turned up the system
Back in friction in the jurisdiction to say peace?
It’s Middle Eastern Hashish


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868316 - 08/11/24 09:29 AM (1 month, 5 days ago)

It’s the return of the murderer
On Water I caught yah
Bought up bottled sorted through distorted the clean up the view
As drew
Back into
I rap laid through what you knew?
I Bullet Blue ripped into
The Trip you through?
I sipped the brew as I flew
All light this
I’m psychic
Kick back and chill on the track Psychedelic
I come back and bell it
I take a hell of a hit
I rip the sacred smoke
Ganja coated
Slip down and voted for the hold the Green Bud as Steam
Rub the dub up
I run the Gun charge off large
Sipped my way through the cargo
Looking for the large flow
Solid Platinum
All atoms scattered when the ladder I climb as rhyme
Stopped on a dime I chime in
To rewind the spin
This Fast is back again
Tell a friend you Tripped
Then see them flip on tracks you come back with a sack and a Weed Laugh

Got any Herbs?
Got any Ganja?
Psychedelic all arms bear?
I split it gone stare into the careful there
As I tear it up
I slip the truck back as One Rap
Silent on the violence until my style hits the full up

I pulled the papers for capers black as sacred
I turned black
And made it
Flipped the plate split the hated
Most degraded by the fated I’m elated
Beyond belief
I’m commander in chief
I solo with the heat
I told you
I run in Cold Through
Bold
I’m not from a mold I ripped it rolled
I cycle unfold
As type that ripe rap as Gun Contact seen in a flash
I need a Weed stash to count on
I been around gone the sound bomb
I type to lounge song from the ground up
I split a Pound up
Of the Ganja Product
I saw it law as fall in the call
For ball as all
I tight it insight as brawl
Relight it
Flipped the height Trip
The mix in the sticks
Relight the wicks
Back and Trip
The skip the Gun rip the rung offa sung
That’s how it come commercially packaged for the sackage

Cycle Beef
I got the rugged shit
Off the mug that split
I drive a beater Tripped it and seen the Gun Contact as Magic Wand Cap
I run the track back and with this
I witness the Trip in the litmus test
As best back as left track skip the head
I’m dead
I recite like dread as come back for the Feds to react
The Street heat up and I smacked a fool up
For pulling tool cut the school off
Now I the rule boss
As lost in time as rhyme as one prime
I seen it shine
I split the find as crime kept up cold stepped with the ambidextrous
The lead fits the hit up the shit up
I fit the bud cut the slid into

I rule
All my dreams come true when I lifted flew
Locked up wingtips
I seen it skip the lead drip out the pistol
Ran a fistful of cash
Offa ash
I smoked the stash up
Been Grass buck as Fast strut that cash out
I run a Gun route as they some about
I hid it said that turn red into the dead zone
All left me alone when I spit Meth on the phone
My mind blown


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868317 - 08/11/24 06:45 PM (1 month, 4 days ago)

I drank a Water Glass
Tore as lightning
Fast in the heights King of the Grass
Cannabis light me
I bright with the slightest wave I erratic with magic and bag it
I don’t like to see it granted
I speed with the Green Lantern 
Flipped like Cancer spit the answer
Back and dance Word Up
As we serve up a burger third cut
As burner internal
We earn show the roll as costs cold to fold up sold that product
All law I rock the door shut
In the core flux as love for a bug
Designer thug with the mugshot
I release and Bust Pot as Green
As One Shot in the scheme
I Lock it down all over town being as I soften
Take flight quite often
I Fast as murder task the flask of Hashish Oil
I Royal as I avoid all crazy
Haze with the Blaze Sativa Maze
I Twist Js for days
Into the shades of Gray
Internal display
Of alchemy
I shot down on the balcony with one round G
I turned the speed round
As bleed fluid dead shot and head blown off
I Soldier soft from Silat
And Escrima
All I dream I turn a P into cream
What a tight scene

We catch a scratch
All lighter rhyme writer
Blade fighter
Twist the Hay and I display a gunfight with the daylight
I made tight as ignite
I Trip tight as at night with an overlook of the city
I take pity
I live a buck fifty
I lift heat
I bust a beat back
All react on the track to heat Crack Cocaine in the Street
Back again
Rap my name up
I spit this game up
So we could flame up
Yo!  Spit your same cut on the aim strut
Down the block lifted chalk outline
I come from down one line
As bust crime
I flip a dime sack
And written it right back
With Guns on the track
It’s like that
I thumbtack
All they come with a sack

And running back
I’m from the Stat Streets as Gun Heats
I run this
No wonder I under the subtext
I twist a numb sketch
As bomb as a Ganja cigarette

All split the trigger up in the crew
Back with a Brew
A sack and grew Ganja
Flew
Ganja Blue all over the school
I dissed a fool and lit it for the tool
All in it number as rule the thunder
Digits
Bust as frigid cold and rolled
I flip this bold
You missed it
I fix that with a Gat
As I come right back
I body under tracks
As Guns come with
Run thick in the lungs take a hit
I’m tired of the Wire spit
The Gun fire clip
I run it under the desire
Gift
The Trip as mind entire
Hit it till it expire I drift
Over the limit
Catch a gimmick
I just rivet
Into screw what you do
This roost flew over boost
True
Back in the whack then
I right it black ten
As track end
I write on a sack
Not defend
Back as blend
Herbals
All word tells the crew as true will bells
I flew right into
New as what you screw true
I rip it Blue


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868323 - 08/12/24 10:22 PM (1 month, 3 days ago)

We got the 420
Cannabis Money
With Gun Heat
From the drum beat
I cycle cum Street
I done it up and numb defeated by the slum
All they run up to sum
I light it to become what was
Back as buzz
I light these thugs
As drugs
Come through as One Blew
I thunder Soldier grew
Out of Cold Brew
I flight that hold drew
Blood ignite
My Soul crew
I write this told you
I bold true as a fist
Or razor hold new flavor
To rave in the mist
I type to twist them
Release the dead men
Smoke a Spliff and then Red Out
Dead with the said route
I run this lead
Come out the Gun sped
I turn as bled to death
It’s fresh
When the blood runs from Guns
I got tons of Gunshots and plug nots
I busted one knot
And turned over a murder plot
Smoking Pot
Like sure you hot
I fold you
Whole crew turned into knots
And I hold crew off the stew
Beef Chicken
Whatever is kickin’ on friction
Just listen
I light your whole jurisdiction

Ganja Caps
The venomous Steps
That murder breath
I turn and left
Back and then Set the backlot
Over shot
Rolled into a Chronic Blue Ringer
I sing a
Lot of Pot on to get the Lot Gone
This song is all bong hits
And done fits tight knits
Call it quits
It never fit in
I strike the kitchen at 420
With the Cannabis money
Looks like you dropped a Gun on Sun
I spun
The crew back
As One
Maximum
I rung it back again
Then I sped the lens up
To dead it head struck
Red blood
Coming out the route
I said thugs turn around
And then rub
I head scrub the venom out
I run the route downtown
As One cycle now
As Gun POW!
I seen murder allowed the burner
I turner of the plot
You get shot at
I rock rap up and saw that off
Law with the boss of Chill
A Yo!  Don’t act ill
Serving murder until the Sun Come Up
I seen crews run up
With the Gun untucked
But I’m a Pothead
So I lock Feds up
With the head bust burner tend
To turn a crew Red
I smoke the dead lungs
Burner becomes at 420 all on that money

We internalize
Then burnt the eyes
Seen the Sign
Kick it to twist with
I get ripped onto the ground
Down
I lit the rounds up as inbound
Crowned as did round
I found the Pounds of Pot
Like it or not you get shot at
I monster hit the bombs true as lit
I flew in fit
The OZ rules and then you stick
Title Trip back as vital
Thick in Suicidal
I Lock the tight tall and white wall
I Ball recite scrawl as jaw broke
I smoke a toke and dead broke
Let it you go down
As I wrote it around I coated nouns
I serve a round up inbounds
As Grounds shut
License as I kick back on Ice and I like spread
The dice rolled I’m dead
Take my advice cold 187 hold on
I bold strong as Gold
Long as old
At my bomb I saw the charge like Vietnam
I write a wrong up
To twist a song up
You could smoke a bong up
I drop Mushrooms
Chewed and much too rude I seen it soon
As bleed in
Then recede into events that
Speed as crew you bent
Off hit ended as true attempt
I send it
Dead calm as bomb splendid
I rock it then Trip
The OZ then light up a Tree



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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868326 - 08/13/24 04:39 AM (1 month, 3 days ago)

The HIGH PRIESTS

Finished refining their minds on Water
Find this with the caught in order
Sorted through botanicals
As I ran I found the skull of the damned
I cycle command
I’m Michael N
I sorted men through a test tube
I puke up a Rubik’s Cube
I solve for food I revolve
I caught a solvent
That ball went into the COSMIC cold call
As White Wall
Murder all and anything that grooves brawl
I tight this light it into sickness
Witness the hits went
Down
Around town I flipped a verse for sounds
I fit the curse
In a Crown I got I nonstop
Lit the hot heat
Up the Street they see me as key
So I light a G
As tight as ski
I need to get some Ganja Medicinally
I trust the Tree the truest
I’m the Bluest
I Trip the fool sweat
As new Tech 9
Rewind as I defined
I run the minds down
I flipped at night a round
As I bite I murder down
Best to drown in Water

Murder
Redrum backwards
They light this track up with Master Skill as Ill
I light the chill
Insight until I’m the Wizard casting Blizzards
Caught a Lizard on the refrigerator
I skip the skater as I lay bare
My eyes in the air as skies Blue tear through the Bullets
All they cold collect I fully hit square in the air as I had to player
I make the layers fade into Gray as scare
They lay away and tear down
All aware of Crown I lay down
They spray rounds at me
So I max G up in the lead
I sniffed some Speed cold call it to ball with
I tall hit the wall following all I got I shot at
Release the raw rap as they saw that
My jaw crack as I raw Tripped the naw that’s bro
Who lit the flow I skip it to roll
Shoulder to shoulder all bolder hold that
I sold a fat record in a second back and wreck it
Cold 187 check it
Master letters
Better than grenades they play War as I stay core
As made in thus score blades and lit the rage up
As I the sage cut
They stay shut up
I butter the Summer with the bummer Trip
I all lit
And can handle it so I drip brains all light in blood stains
And all that remains
Gold and Platinum chains

We aligned with the stars as cards shift
I right a riff on guitar
Licks
That chops that box you off you too soft
I write the cross up
I lost one to the Gun for some Sun underdone
I light it rung
I become all that crumb snatch
And batch with the track up
I split a sack up
Of Sativa
Ganja Reefer
I creep there as scare the kids and bare the weapons
I step in
Jet then
Rewrite the lesson
Back and X Men
I tight as fresh when 
I cycle all the hypes with a glass pipe I wipe
Off
As lost the cost was flights tossed
The sight I right on a bong
I light it strong with the going on lighting song
I mic the lit one strike
I written sum as one twiddle thumbs
Yo!
Here it comes from Suns
The Feds done
As cold connect I light up out of respect infect the Set
I mean it met the Speed Lift
All I bleed mix the blood with the Thug
I rugged rub it back
On Water intact as I sorted through your War
And distorted back and recorded


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #868336 - 08/13/24 12:54 PM (1 month, 3 days ago)

I just need that Gold
Tree of Life rolled
Lit the dice up I spice
Mike in this twice as fit as splice wire up
I retired struck the rise as crunch once for a such as
They buck Fast
I just laugh
As stuck as Cash up the blast
The Megablast as I relieve all the dash
I light the black sash
I don’t mean for ass to clean up
I beam up
Seen with the mindfuck as rewind duck that
I bust back
It always ends in that
With the scene the stat
As fat Cat
Platinum
Pure Waters as I caught up
I brought up straight
Lifted 8 Ball
I bladed call as faded brawl into the gray slid
I 8 bid up the stakes
Murder make mistakes
Shake and bake
Trip it break up
The lift you safe cut that
Black as Gun Rap
That’s off the map
As I seen with straps I heat that
Beef max and relax
With the Caps
I right with the wings and stacks
I beam up
The scene struck
All I ease in the cut
I lean with the burn up to turn up
Green Bud

All release all the thug
As the beats hug the Streets
No longer
We rock a bomber that’s on there

The Fast was as splash
The heat unmasked the beat
Walking down the Street
We light this feature
Cut as Reefer in the plug
The teacher
I split the speaker
Up as either bust as keep yours up
I need to floor the fluid galore
As Blue Lift
Intuitive I screw it in to rig
As flew with the slid
Into the groove as move
We show and prove
Lightning back and smooth
Lit the tools up
I school duck the Gong Fu
I’m taking names
No games
Lit the flames up
It’s not the same I aim and bust
In the lane with brain
It came down to the way in
I set the spray and
I rain meant the game tight
At night I ignite
A J
On tight with the pain
I lifted it back and with the rays of Sun
Came with the section back and spread
Dissection of the beat reflection
Everyone reppin’
For the Dragon
All on it
Some bong hits
Light as strong wet that
As I Set cat as stretch math
For breakfast hit the best in it
Reckless cashing bread Fast
The Grateful Dead
Task with the flash
I unmask light the stash up
As I crash headed back up
To Set it

I’m no longer a Dope Scientist
I rely on crisp Gold and Platinum Chains
Right now I blaze as right as waves take me surf the brains
I light in days
Take flight in Haze
Sativa
All Gs key up and seed the next crop to pop
I Lock
Down beam on one scene
I Light Green
Seen it in a movie but I Scoobie Doobie
I lit it groovy
To the soon be legalized
In the Eyes I see Sun Rise
I Soldier by design I turn Colder
I roll there as bare
Chested back and flag a flex slid off the next Trip
On Water
I keen and oughta be Green as afford back as steam clean
I like this seem righteous
I plan the twice Lift the scan
But yo!
Here I am
I show the jam up
They BLAM!

Pull the trigger on that Meth I stay river of Red blood
As rub back the sack as Gun rap
Intact I blaze with a Cap
That brain map
As blade react the same with the flame exact
I claim Strapped
Into the happens that
I max
Chill and relax
I Set it with no tax I wet it constant
I bomb shit off the shelf
I create calm within myself


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868341 - 08/14/24 05:36 AM (1 month, 2 days ago)

How many times have you seen the Dragon?
Nine lives
Of the Cat
How many times have you seen the baseball bat?
Like a craft habit black as black magic
Stats like rabid
I track slid up the back skip the bid as lick baggage
Trip I mix with fix on Water
Six
Before your slaughter I twist a Reefer
Spit the teacher taught me
I did my laundry
Cleanup
All the scene up
With the Green Bud
I mean, I don’t Thug
I just love when a Thug rubs you rubs up to run stuck in cut then off it
Before you soften the Dragon lost in the game of death
Rewrite the Dragon’s Breath
That half step
I came to rep this
With the Black Fist
I master the chapter risk that ass kicked
Chill in backwards
I light a sack
Word up

I busted One up in the function
Back and crunch
Sacks I run up the back as flooded
Drugs like Crack Cocaine
All Soul lit to the brain
I light this blood stain up
I got the Glock on top
I loaded with Product
I shock stuck the law duck that
As mob in the job for it
I tore it like War lit it
Up to soaring Sativa
I breed a Ganja Strain with my name
I lit the flame up
As my brain Trip up
Hit up the same with the aim as light one
I tight with the Gun insight
I Bullet right into ignite
Flip it on a bike
I mix it up
Stick kids up
Yo lifted back and trick max as rip it
I sick with it
Liquid
Back and magic trick digits
Cast as frigid cold as rolled
I got a Yin Soul
As I lit a bowl
I roll
Commence to patrol the fence
The limit as I crisp it up 6
With the wick lit I tight
Insight keen on a beam
Psychedelic
I chill on Water in deep thought

We four four
Lit on this tour back in War
Get the door
Lifted off the score as flipped it more
To the core I bitten sit back and listen
Tracks that rip then
Fluid
All one movie to do it
I scoot in shooting
I loot for the whole thing as booting
Out the place as Ace directly to the face
Seen the car chase
Lifted laced Green Bud?
It’s time for thugs to straighten
Kill the dealer then wait in
Get the supplier on fire
My hit was laced and I don’t retire the Ace
As admire
Lit the place up the space cut the grace
I make it make it great again
Then the plate spin
All I eight was the blend
Back and send the lyric spend
Back and bled

Cats turn Red
As I set it
Wet it up
Read the cut as strut through
All chill like thug glue
I write in two
Set off and flew
The dead soft as crew
I’m the head boss
I thought you knew
My Ganja grew
Now I only light my own
Into this microphone I Set in stone



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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868344 - 08/14/24 04:00 PM (1 month, 1 day ago)

I busted One up in the function
Back and crunch
Sacks I run up the back as flooded
Drugs like Crack Cocaine
All Soul lit to the brain
I light this blood stain up
I got the Glock on top
I loaded with Product
I shock stuck the law duck that
As mob in the job for it
I tore it like War lit it
Up to soaring Sativa
I breed a Ganja Strain with my name
I lit the flame up
As my brain Trip up
Hit up the same with the aim as light one
I tight with the Gun insight
I Bullet right into ignite
Flip it on a bike
I mix it up
Stick kids up
Yo lifted back and trick max as rip it
I sick with it
Liquid
Back and magic trick digits
Cast as frigid cold as rolled
I got a Yin Soul
As I lit a bowl
I roll
Commence to patrol the fence
The limit as I crisp it up 6
With the wick lit I tight
Insight keen on a beam
Psychedelic
I chill on Water in deep thought

How many times have you seen the Dragon?
Nine lives
Of the Cat
How many times have you seen the baseball bat?
Like a craft habit black as black magic
Stats like rabid
I track slid up the back skip the bid as lick baggage
Trip I mix with fix on Water
Six
Before your slaughter I twist a Reefer
Spit the teacher taught me
I did my laundry
Cleanup
All the scene up
With the Green Bud
I mean, I don’t Thug
I just love when a Thug rubs you rubs up to run stuck in cut then off it
Before you soften the Dragon lost in the game of death
Rewrite the Dragon’s Breath
That half step
I came to rep this
With the Black Fist
I master the chapter risk that ass kicked
Chill in backwards
I light a sack
Word up

Best of luck with your Aqueduct
The flood gates open
With the tucked one
Things spoken
Like the US Open
I split it Cocaine
Lit the whole name up in aim
I flame for the brain
I light it came
To right with
I tight clip
As Money sick
I Gun Heat up the Street to Street Sweep
I seen a fool heat me so I easily threaded
Back and fed it into credit
Back and Set it
I’m chillin’ so let it chill
There was no need to ill
Now you killed dead
All I said was I fed not the money
All from the Street Gun Heat
Lit up the fleet as numb as sweet
Back and hum
On one lung we reek
Of Crack Cocaine
Light it thugs in the chain
As insight with light
A Gun Fight
I flipped it right so I Tripped it
Might extinguish
The engine sink with
The whole thing is I ring stick the hinge squeak
The bleak off the white sheet
My Gun did reach
A solo creep
I busted in my sleep
Back and rushed it
Crack that!!
As max as trusted fat cat
I must heat with a Strap
Disgusted
As I bust back
I lifted with a sack of Mac 10
We comin’ back then
With rap’s end
Herbal Blend

Trip and Meditate
Waters and Liquidate Cash
I seen a plant advance my strategy
As lock and key
What numb as be Sun like G a ton
I lead you from the don’t run and walk
Stalk screech the chalk as each Gun talk
Hawks
Lit up the flocks in shock
All I dream is a box the lead up Glocks
I raced into
The wind blew as kin drew
Back and been through
I skid crews up as slid fluent
Into it to do it
Lift it fluid
Tripped it askew
Led your whole crew to flip a fool
With the tool
I witness juice pumped
Into the jumper cables
All capable I gel as ring the bell
We got Cash as ash
As mean mask the Green Bud chance
As a Weed Run advanced
Lit the dance up
So held for ransom at Gunpoint
It’s the joint
I lit a point up
As I destroy thugs and bug back in drug rap
Afghan Rugs for smoking Hashish
I spit the stash up
In the last cut shut as ask cut as Fast
Was at the class
Smoking Grass


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/15/24 04:53 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868352 - 08/15/24 05:31 PM (1 month, 20 hours ago)

Fully liquidate
In position with Cash on the mission
Black and friction burn I earn
The six end the perm spread like Sherm head
I burn a burner bled into the end
I service commend like furnace burns up
Turn up the churn up the volume I call them
Ball then I install a wall spread as tall
Follow the all in it hollow tip Trip Lift
The Soldier think as cold drew lit back and get
No sweat
A murder threat as burner step to the earner swept
Up in the turner of the debt that murmur
I don’t fret I just jet into the eternal
Get it step that burn slow through as grew
I get it in stew back and left this crew
I thought you knew
I slept straight through and flew the breath as cure
Pure with the fewer suggest you drew word as stirred up
Hit it turn up dead as survey said
I like this edit back as credit technique
As freak embedded into the hectic black and splash Techs with
The diamond necklace
Off the checklist for breakfast blast as head Trip
I dead skip up the bled as one as reckless
I fold it step Trip and then skip the medic
I instead twist up Reefer
I spit it neither either or the steam War on core
I bit it to in store for floorshow
I spit it more so
As I born with the glow
I horror show
As torn real slow
I Flipped it roll
As mix it
Hold that gift bag as rag
I split the mag up as fragment
Half bent as dragnet
I hit it twist step as seen the rep connect

I’m Wu Tang
Mafia
Claiming head piece on top of the East End
I slip a freeze then I breeze through
All my Weed Drew in so I’m peaceful smoking choking on the bud Broken In
Through the opening I’m soaking in
They coping try to smoke me
Country to the City I toke the Ganja Herb as verb
I scoping out the Cocaine ring out
I hope the swing get it to let it
Mo’ Weed and I Set it
Back and breaded unleaded
Catch your head Trip and fed that
I run it red intact with the Gun Caps
As backs tilted Weedheads killed it
I still in it built for these
Gs
As skill the deal with ease I light the keys up
All my steeze you could get it next beheaded found you dead
Edit
The function back assumption track in the lunch then
It’s something I’ve seen I like this down and beam
Mic the Ice up
I dice roll
Truck as twice turned Platinum Scatter the atoms all over
From the Saturn to Venus Rover
I spit for Soldier
Lit it colder and shoulder to shoulder
Mobbing on the job Setting rob instead you got rolled in the fog
Thick smoke for smog
And I toke it all open
I coat ringing so the venom deadly open to the medley
I’ve spoken
Cannabis growing with the sewn seed rolling Weed up
My Ganja Tree trust that I hold it in the Sold that cold as old school

The Ganja Nugs
Light up the buds
And white out and right back
I sum the stacks up
I tracked in it black as One Rap
I Sun as Sum dap for cap to roll impact
Flow and Gun stacks I blow up the whole track
I run the map down
Now it’s time for the Crown I light up the Ganja Down
Run around you get clowned by this stoner
Who lit the microphone up
I’m prone to show in the cut the zone
I lit a bone up
I Trip the known tucked one on em
They gone then
As I release the prong spend the long bend that
I end sacks up in the fatness I match this
With the tracks hit the slap bitches?
Map with thugs in ditches
I black and run three wishes Genie out rub the lamp
No more amps please
As I run the disease you freeze
Now down on your knees
I light in the breeze these Trees
I hold it then fold it
Trip I rolled it with the Soul Lick
The Pro trick as Gold thick
I bold as wick I mold out the cold
Rip it rolled truck off the Ganja Strain
I got enough in the brain
To cycle as One Flame
Dusted back and claim Set
I remain in the best of the rest
I detest Meth


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/16/24 05:58 AM)

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Last seen: 21 minutes, 53 seconds
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868356 - 08/16/24 06:59 AM (1 month, 7 hours ago)

One Toke?
I dead broke off the smoke
One Puff?
I get it custom back and bust one up in em
The venom
One Joint?
I lit the point up no coin flip
This dose Trip me
This mix be splendid
One Ounce?
And I bounce
I lit the whole house up
Catch a down cut
As round shut
One Pound?
Yo we got ground
All in this to witness the sound
I lit this constant
I bomb threat while your mom jet
One Ton?
I gotta run
For so much fun
I wax as none off it spun softly
It’s costly?
Not for me G I flow it off the Ganja Tree
I planted one lamp slid
Bank with this Dank
I roll in stank Weed
Master Breed?
I ran through with some seeds
I bust a bleed backwards
As my sack jerks me
To the hurt C in curtains
Work this into murder?

I last as further
I got Grass the burner
In the past a permanent
Stone Head
I roll in the meds

The Meth sizzles
In the L I rolled
Trillions Sold
Worldwide
Into the inside I lit it spider crept up the wall as ball
Respect to the connect
I follow law so I all day
On the escape rape and make murder further cake
I Earthquake
I serve a mistake bake and break up
Take up the plate as skate
I make it great
I fin to later skater
Back and hater
Crack Cocaine
I fade the black ends like I send
I recommended blended
Blackout instrumental splendid
The ten speed hidden
On the thread in the pipe
That’s pass the mic
Asswipe head as height
I just Set it
Right
I deaded the back and headed up the pipe
Serve as fed it
I Medical Cannabis
I ran the fifth and quit Meth
A long time ago
So I solo on the bro who flow with Gold
As I rolled over controlled the soul
I smoke a bowl
Hold One cold that’s bold
I shout out to the
Burn crew up
I soon in the duck luck
With a new truck
I such and such
And bust the lyrics trust that
Kids fear it
You might even hear it



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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/16/24 10:24 PM)

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