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 Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,048
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 57 minutes
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I just can’t harness
The fully rap game carnage
The rap game is tarnished by my name
50 Cent took aim at me so I shot him in the knees
Now he walks extra funny
He is working at the zoo doing upkeep
I don’t want to hear a peep about violence
If you violent then go fuck yourself in Isle 3
I mile struttin’ the tiles be cuttin’
It up and
I just send funky murder rap that touchin’
The subject out and rub it
Take this as my club hit
I murder the rep you sent
I get bent and have to vent before I went
In
It’s all about the quality of your methamphetamine
People who aren’t on meth can’t survive
They get clocked with knives and guns
Everyone know now that murder stuns the crowd
Out loud you could hear the gunshot sound
You spin around to catch a glimpse
Blimps fly overhead
Advertising hot lead that you offend with
I’m your dentist checkin’ your teeth you get headless
I cut into your mouth and give you Southern Hospitality
My Nationality is Greek
I run 3 Sororities
I score a key of meth every week
For the freaks who always want to be on that shit
You can’t quit
Murder writtin’ in the bitten’ subject
Flippin’
The ruckus spittin’ The subject was kitten
I taught this guy martial arts
He got impartial and dealt justice to everybody
He studied all my martial arts
He cut farts once and got Smart Aleck
He acted with Malice toward the Fallacy
He walked the Balance Beam
He went full steam like the dream machine
He was on the team
He busted the cement brick with his head
The new guy shot up his rock city rock dust
Trust his product was hot stuff for top notch
He got off on the dust
Shut people’s mouths up
His city talk was so offensive
He laughed like a little bitch about violence
He sprayed the lead all over and talked real loud
Each sound coming out his mouth
I shoved a mushroom down this gangster’s throat
I took his Oakland Raiders coat
I sent him floating into the know nothing stop frontin’
He shut up his lid so fast when he crashed
He was fully cashed out
It’s murder
You sure did
I learned the ultimate martial arts lesson from this gangster
He went Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding
Just like you’d learn from a Vietnam Veteran
Bring The Sativa!
To my party
I want to have a party
Where everyone is in love with life and each other
The mushroom
Psilocybin
Crunchy
Never forget the taste
Fresh and Dried
Picked them wild
Bought Cubensis variety
In Santa Cruz the Magic City
Mass Shootings
Polluted waters
All hail the Master
He gets it to kick in the reflex exit
I’m outta here
Lightning fear it striking
It’s hype to wing finger tip strike someone in the eye
Leave them blind as Master
Good shit
Makes a fluid hit
All the tools you lit
Do it on the zone
People pray on the stone
Smoking reefer will teach yah
All this means I roll spliff
Bombers stay calmer
Than a bomber pilot
After he lands at home base
Drinking Ceylon Tea
As the tea brews
You can hear the kids playing outside
Wondering why I drink tea
Fond of tea
My favorite drink
Formed the executioner squad
To do the job like Dodge City
Everyone concealed carry
Guns fire bullets
Bullets kill
I get straight Laurel Canyon with it
Where I grew up in the Hollywood Hills
You gotta pay bills
Fortunes turned
MC burned up in the brush fire
A wildfire destroying people’s lives
I burn like the Canyon on fire
I turn more Psychedelic every day
My Psychedelic Experience Mushroomed
Every day I used to play at Wonderland Avenue School
I was happy when I played ball
When I went to school in Mid City
It was the end of my dream
I wanted an Education
But not in violence
Don’t join a gang
Ask your mom if you can grow pot!
Murder was spread to do the head true as glue
Catch federal charges
My margin is thin
I slim in it to bring the digits
Up with bucks made
Stayed laid in the shade with my blades
I get paid every time I slayed
Anyone stayed up late
On Meth roll to death
Catch your movie in step fresh like Scooby
I blew a cold breath out
Your death route was with head clout
Instead of about face
You stepped in and aced
How murder should taste
I drop the O.Z.
To turn the key to freedom
All of us be men in the end of the lesson
Stop guessin’ and going to bed with sin
Release your inhibition
Go on the mission
You listen close
Don’t propose marriage
You get carried off and lost on the ride
Inside you eyed the death you saw
All got it under law
The product
Was the more in it chill what is this?
It’s business
You get dissed if you ain’t syndicate
Ripped up into bits
Murdered with trips
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (11/21/22 03:56 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,048
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 57 minutes
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I got the Army Special
The Relish on your Hot Dog
Pull your brain out the fog
Turning cogs
Learning Burning and Earning bread
Fully wed to the bullet
Come pull it
You catch a Soldier Vet
Bolder Yet Still
I kill and ill then chill
Service until
The joint closes
I proposes a toast
To this Army shit
Murder equipped
With the amps on the brink
Of spilling over into the clink
What you think?
It was drugged training again
Familiar from Wu Tang
This is part of my Wu Tang style now
Service with a smile how
We could take it downtown
I walked miles down the roads
With the punches until I froze
On meth I rose from the ashes
To outlast this
All these folks in pain laying in bed all day
Crippled still it’s simple
But they won’t let me smoke the Ganja
I stay on it I long to hit a cigarette
I don’t sweat but I’m wetted up
And still out of luck
But they won’t let me smoke the Ganja
I wish I didn’t belong here
But I’m crippled a little bit is all I can get up and shit
This old chick serves a fit every day
Screaming and cussing out her brain
But still they won’t let us smoke Ganja
It’s the only medicine I can think of
Not a blink about the dust
You could trust the heavy THC to free
But still they won’t let me smoke Ganja
All of it kickin’ back remembering the stack I made
Bladed all crazy in a Haze with the phased out
My lead out is to murder dead clout
But still the won’t let me smoke Ganja
I promise yah it’s the it just a herb
That’s benign I like it every time I smoke
I choke sometimes my rhymes are crimes
But still they won’t let me smoke Ganja
Affordable gunfire expire sending bullets
The fullest like guts of the glutton
I summon the powers of towers above with love
I fit like a glove I rub a dub out
It’s trouble for the sold out bubble bout
To burst
The worst everyone cursed I made it first
Unrehearsed I lurch forward when I hit hash oil
I love the smell and taste what a waste
Some people aced it up to lace it struck
The face get stuck in a grimace
Take it past the limits it’s a gimmick
Gimme it to get lit shit..
I run a trip city flippin’ easy breeze disease cured
Pure is the fluid to screw it up you have to truck
Rope heavy steadily I medly spittin’ resin hittin’
Sittin’ in the kitchen I missin’ the days
Of plays and earn all As on the honor roll 4 point O
Drink some cups of Joe
That’s all I got and I need emergency Pot!
The whole World needs a Ganja bud
Really bad
They had it up to here with beer
They fear the queer
They steer into the rear
They don’t come near a Lesbian
In the sexual Heaven sent
They pay the rent
They vent their fuming anger
They a stranger to fun
They just begun to have sung a song
They a long time wrong rhymin’
I stop on a dime when I see
One of them free
They kind of should be locked up
I know it sucks but we need Ganja Prison!
Just listen
I wishin’ for the buds
It’s simple just grow tons
Make it cheap
We don’t hear a peep out of them
Ever again
Creative
Set it straight did it hit it?
I get it up to shit fitted
I written diagram on slam
Jam cause I am lamp
I vampire I retire on admire
For the fire never wire again
Get it then until then
Service mend the work in this
Jerk some shit
Murder fit into swerve with the kit
Fin to explode with the mode
I get it on the road
I just hold on
Golden Dawn
Folded fawns like young
It’s the song I sung
I brung the lyrics rung
I get the stun
I murder one
Gun running I summing without one
What you about to come like
I hype to swipe you off
Get tossed like trash
Burned down to ash
Pot smoke again at last!
I smoke all the cannabinoids
I been employed by the void
I got toyed with to boil stitch
Fizz dizzy bitch it’s a cinch to Lynch
This ni@@a benched
For the rest of the game
Aim is plain
Murder till you insane
Reach the left lane
Get off the highway
The fly way
Say goodbye stay up late
I demonstrate what fate is
Been replaced with a makeshift
Space lift to make haste to ship off
I rip raw sauce it to the law
All you saw was my brah it’s all
I service fall further involved with the phonecall
Burners brawl and off the wall
It’s called violence
Scientific swordsman swing blades
Whirled chopped you up blood get sprayed
That’s how we do it since back in the day
Anyway don’t play around with that shit
You need to quit
Crisp rolls with fistfuls of cash I make the dash
Serve your ass with the grass stash in back
Laughed hasta gas off blast like rocket
Talk it to stalk hits involved solved the riddle
In the middle revolved just a little
Got kids? You’ll be dead before the end
My service tend to extend the hand
And brand like cow plow through the town
Drew blood cut you up into pieces
It’s the easiest and beast itch the Jesus
My thesis is I at least as rich as they snitch on me
For dealin’ drugs G and that’s the real me
Fortified with the weed inside speed on my ride
No need to hide I bide my time in line
I smoke a dime I got rhymes I define it’s mine
Got to commit crime to resign you’re inclined to spot
The shot for I smoke pot I haf tah rock the bells
Dwells in hell with magic spell it’s just as well
My Taiji Sword was scientifically designed for the award
For artistry it’s smart to be black and not a hack
When it comes to rap I got it in the sack
But anyway I love to play
I grow further every day
One day I can practice all day
I like to practice on Cannabis
Ganja on the list of the best
I undressed my self until you saw me on the shelf
Brand label with the capable way I pull
You in to begin I win it’s a sin to fight
It’s alright to dance I take a chance and advance
I got this shit like the answer for word up serve a duck
I truck heavy steady with the ever ready I’m deadly
Fortified I got ride for the times my mind is made up
It’s the way I tuck a pistol my wrist glow
Fist for show
Hits under control all folded up golden
You get rolled in combat
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (11/23/22 02:49 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,048
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 57 minutes
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My name is Mike from cap flow where its at
You could have it in your lap the gat
So it’s like that
Be right back
I strike crack attack
Master the blasted out the last kick to skid
Servin’ bid flow with this what you did?
Crews they all slid
Swervin’ like Mervin I learning to do shit instead
Of dead I got the head in this rap’s finished
I diminished the rap limits my crack inhibits
The sick I flick for the knowledge get lit
Dropped out of college to join Wu Tang
I got the whole crew hang back
Fully not whack
Hold us in the back you get sapped
I rhyme to this click clack
Murder is a fact when you nap
You wake up to the gun in your face my ace is 25
Still strive to stay alive
Be studious before you bust
Make sure you trust in some kind of dust white powder
Out louder
Proud around the M.I.C. grabber
Your shit had to stink
Platinum links
A sucka think he clinked up
Cause I rip truck I flip a buck and get stuck
Your rhyme is out of luck
I can’t get it to sweat it enough
Life is rough
Call your bluff
Suffer from wounds too soon is your spoon of coke
Float on some dope to choke on
I soak long I broke strong for the coat past dawn
Rolling Gray Meth
Half to death in every love sandwich
You could brandish a gun
For fun you stun just begun to reach number one spot
So don’t get shot
Get your service like a Holiday Blessing
Murder stressing you out
Cause the gun ring out loud
You stand proud of all your killings
Collect Shillings in England
Been big wig
Bust a sprig of pot for why not?
I flow to get hot
Just please don’t murder me
I ease in the cut like G
A server flee of the murder C
Bust as we adjust to the microclimate
My rhyme I climb it back up
For the stack truck
You could lack buck and still not get enough
Life is tough I call your bluff
And murder you right back for a stack
This place is awful
Get a jaw full
Of Torture Murder Rape
Animals raised in cages
For low wages we get slaves dig
The herb Ganja can release
All it’s benefits are at least as good as Gold
I like Diamonds out the mold
For bold it’s foretold of my coming summing the game
With straight aim I got to remain in the top spot
Blowing pot Smoking all I got till my lungs stop up
The smoke make you choke
I the kind of folk who toke all day and wrote rhymes
The hard way I vote times is clear as day
Anyone in the way I kindly nudge them in the ray of sun
They soak my shit up a murder duck
Gangster cluck with a watch and some chalk
To mark up bodies in the dark
I make murder art
It’s not smart to start some shit and bit
All junkies are naturally afraid of needles
They get spunky when shooting up receipt
Said he died on a 20 sack of jive record in 2 seconds
Left with shit to stick up his wrist glow
Fist show this hiss on patrol for you get old you sold
That shit right in equipment was a rig to get bent
Get clean needles for free all good deed goes with ease
A sucka catch disease anyway
You turn gay and have to cast you away
Get a play every day anyway you can
It’s the plan you understand?
Got the brand that’s top rank
Your shit stank
I smelled it and belled off the residual shit
I got addicted
I’m sick with it
Murder fix all that shit
I got beef to chew with teeth
A sucka relief is grief off that chief substance
You have to mix your drugs creatively
To skate on G
Get them free hell no that’s why I be gellin’
A pellet of Mescaline refreshing
No second guessing learn your lesson
Jettin’ to the soundtrack wettin’ step
Recline in each mind you find the infinite
My rhyme gets invalid
I rip shit like love ballad
I got the talent
I challenge any rapper from Shaolin
This Wu
All crews get screwed with the gun
For fun in the sun on the beach
I pull heat and shoot a chick in a swimsuit
For loot
Collect her booty then scoot to the next floozie
My uzi weigh a ton
The magic happens when you eat right fight
Blow out your brains and ignite
It’s out of sight
I like a glass of water
I bought a lot
I like to smoke pot
Don’t pass me any shit it’s like a sucka thought
I get caught tripping
My mind dipping into flipping
Homies be crippin’ and bloods and hustlers
My mustard is the trusted for flustered
It’s such a bad word it’s absurd
Fucking shit
You know you got to quit
I down a fifth of the dripping brain holy name
Substance
The stuff that love gets enough when you done
I go on a run and stun
My mind is containing guns
I need pot to chill my ill
Change my shirt until I flow smooth
A light body illuminati that groove
Now that I rep cap I make it happen
The main Gangster in charge I’m large
Full of hardcore been hard more
To the core I’m sore I was born
I got torn and worn thin I remember
Vietnam Veterans
I set some shit in prints
I whince at even more pain my brain
Barely handles it I dismantle trip
Break it down and flip
Take another sip to reverse the Earth tip
Get the clip for the thick of it
Run through knick of time dime piece
Rhyme beast my mind east coast
I don’t brag or boast
Who else wants to have a toast to the most fat?
The roll rats that’s gold cats with the stats up!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (11/25/22 09:33 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,048
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 57 minutes
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Get the moratorium on the War with your men
With the punch for more then
Score plenty
Money is nothing if you front on it
I dish and scrub riddance to shit
I lift a disk shaped saucer and take off your World
I act like a girl think the real men
I take off when I send this World rendered
It’s splendor to tend to the fields of Ganja
And seeds of Psychedelic fruitful multiply
And shoot airborne down from the sky
You can’t deny why I eye the girls
I like to shoot off and World revolves around
A pound for a sound I say bump it loud
In your system don’t miss them pounds now!
God made me turn a blind eye to violence
With a wound from attempting to kill
It was everyone until I just chilled
And watch them get high on pill of violence
I was forced into homelessness
My all alone go and dish up a plate of hate
For violence
Now I’m blind to violence
It doesn’t bother me and I ignore it
So you can pour more and more of that shit
I don’t fucking care anyway beware my sting
And my stare as I glare down those now frozen
Running adrenaline they chosen ones to draw
Down guns on me they DOA
That’s Dead On Arrival no title I hold is bold enough
To describe how rough life is for these bitches
The mixture of lack of fixture and piss poor training
Leaves all the bullet holes and blood stained men
Leaning on a crescent moon ain’t going to sleep soon
You busted meth
Can’t hold your breath long enough to save chest
Off the Tech
Your intellect wants you to stop before you pop out
Run the Route
What it’s about is shout out loud and proud to get down
Movie Action
Run in fact send the ends off lend tossed coin in the employ
I’m a little boy
I got a toy gun one for fun and one that stun I’m number one
All of it shunned
By the Cannabis Community I claim immunity from soon to see
Fruits that be
Rooted to a T murder G off the lead on this speed hold up
Indeed
Now I just want to smoke weed get a feed on the terminal
Squirming Worm
Like a germ the effect is permanent you get further sent up
I want to be a professional cocaine snorter
So I take over every fort in the Andes
Man these lines get the times square
I dare you to air through you scared dude
Bad attitude and food that make you sick
You pull trick fix a thick hick off shit
I leap a jeep and run on the roof with my feet
I got neat tricks that feel slow fix
I roll in six o’clock on my jock bitches clock
My game all the same for the flame I get it insane
I cold claim how ray came from the sun to blaze bun
Now it’s murder one
Serve you from the hum for the stun that gun created
I set it straight did your fate big swig some shit and written
This heart is torn apart I’m too smart to start shit
I fully trip and act a bully on thick tits and ass
I smoke grass
You get your head tossed at red cross
Pull up the boss lost you on that one
Murder spun all across like lumber build timber field
The limber steal the show when they rhyme slow
Dig in toe to toe you a criminal lifestyle liver
Shiver when I think of the liver and onions
My bunions I pick a trick so quick to stick a chick
I roll rip equip the ticket to sick it up and lift some buck
Off of luck for you truck rope cope float note to propose
Flows like it shows my murder grows each nose like Pinocchio
I choke you slowly to death with your last gasp you scream violence
I silence you challenge you to flow fluid when you do it
I screw up on bitch 33rd and cool heads prevail often fail to nail
To the cross the lost folks who choke on tokes when they smoke
I don’t joke about my Sativa I bring it in smuggling professional
You keep guessing how I do it and right now I fin to blew hits out
God I miss smoking pot!
The meth got my head rot in a chill spot
I fill hot bust a pill until I swap War Stories
Born of glory to see more G
I tore for free of the key
Servin’ Platinum for raps that run a spree
Murder fee off the dust you must try to understand high
I deny it I supply it I feel fly cinch the steel eye real
I peel lie for kneel and die decapitated
Quick fate did it straight bid
I hate kids my straight wins
Busted eight bids off of skate for sins
I must admit my shit is right on
But I need to smoke a lot of bongs
To finish this song and not prolong the agony
Rag tag and a landing strip for the Sativa to come through thick
With enough weight fill big cargo planes
So everyone can play and not stay up late on the methamphetamine
But gleam on Green and Purple Herb
It serve the purpose of Cap and I roll intact real fat and heavy steady
The military promised they’d air drop Sativa pot for me
To set up shop! YES!!!
I gonna be so fresh I can’t rest I’m excited
I hope the Russians don’t shoot down my supply in mid air
I care about the the fate of humanity
And hard drugs are bad
Just go ask any ex addict and they tell it
I shell shocked bit from the meth salt
It’s all meth’s fault
My shop was successful because I had great pull with the Cannabis
From Wu Tang class
Plus the shrooms
Shrooms and Pot conquer all head problems
I solve em with martial art
I’m about to start teaching when I’m reeking of Ganja!
It’s like a thug crawling down a razor blade
What you made it?
No way did it!
I sittin’ kickin’ back waiting for the War to End
Defend my position at all costs
Yet in a peaceful manner
The banner I wave has a ganja leaf and I brave
In the midst of gunshots
I got shot and rot in my grave before I a slave to corporations
They control my way of life want me to behave like
A robot
I sure enough got pot to blow but I forgot a soldier taught me once
How to love another brother
My made mother wax poetic on each other
I like a sucka I feel
Going to deal with the man
In this case the plan failed
I can’t get away from the way the bid slid
I did the best I could
I swing wood sticks instead of blades
Inhuman Insane Not even animals live like that
How low can you step?
Can you squat and roll Silat?
I clock big deep shock in my sleep
Cheek to Cheek I danced with the devil
The rebel killed several men
Then faded the blade did it
Shed the hated culture like vulture swoop
Chicken Coop with your root
The fruit it conquers your conscience
The mushroom, Peyote stuff like that that’s known free
Everyone be tripping for medicine
Smoke the ganja and bled then plenty of tears
For fears to overcome beer won’t get you spun
You’ve got to think gun violence
And silence for the file folders of Heaven
How many times you been inside the building?
You chill for real when you deal with the team
I clock cream and water
All hot your shot got the watts to complete the job
Fully slow on the wreck
Murder check the files of styles
Smiles all around
The sound of leaves under feet
The enemy heard you coming
Now they gunning for you
It was ODB that wrecked my shop
Got a lump and a knot
Why not?
My poetry rot in the grave to a slave
I seek freedom
Be men and end up brave
Got your behavior in check
From the Cash that wrecked shop
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (11/27/22 02:21 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,048
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 57 minutes
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I’ve got coronavirus
I just made my first clean dollar bill now I’m chill
I illin’ on water psychedelic all heated up irrelevant
The trip checks your flip
What’s dip without hip hop?
Rhymes flip flop
Stay tip top
I rip rock when I shock
I fully talk
I don’t want to squawk and hawk a sucka
What a foolish motherfucker
To fuck with me
I hate to serve a G
I tried it once and that was plenty
Now all I’m about is money
Clockin’ big figures
All triggers pulled when full up
Pull up and shot your saloon up
Old West mood tucked pistol in the holster
Ride shotgun so yo I told you
Don’t fuck with the Wu Tang Crew
I thought you knew!
Boo! Did I scare you?
Black thought
Get all your Black caught
In Tombstone to the bone
Black rot like cement dent but adventure went more to pour dust
I bust on raps I trust
I cussed out a slut who couldn’t keep her mouth shut
I killed a guy who didn’t know why
I serve a fool dry
On this eye I can’t deny
I been in a piece of the pie
I just can’t lie
I deny any relation to the fresh station that play shit all day when
I spend bread
Nuff said
You better tend to black or you murder whack
Hurt a fool stack bricks of gold
Sold
All hold on that purchase my black works this
Your Cap released once you bust heat
You can’t defeat Cap
Cap raps up struck the stuck shit you quit
Caps written facts bitten all this shit gettin’
Set then with Caps real Caps raps black
Fully stacked with crack and cannabis
Fact you get rinsed ever since
Caps grimace the women you get it’s no sweat
Cap never forgets how the bets off you let tossed up
Caps raw ruckus buck this shit off like lip gloss
Cap got it off for you cough they the boss
When it comes to cost Cap fully strapped
You get tossed so it cost you your life
Real Cap isn’t afraid of knife for your likeness
I might strike one up like psychic and run type
Of method you don’t expect and Cap renders
You helpless that was selfish to pull a blade
On Cap rap flow shit slayed displayed
Elfish qualities when you swallow these
All house is home
On the G rap clone
I answer the phone
Say What Up? Want to get stoned?
I employ all the heads to get them fed
I like a Dead Head
I like the blood red spread
I tend to root for the martial artist
But other art like music hit the mark in this
Rap Shit!
The sky darkens gets thick with clouds
The rain could come down
You could drown in G
Let me see…
Can it be that we all live high and free
Knot a knee up and read struck
From the book that took the look off your face
I got an ace in the hole
Cannibalized parts for your martial arts
In whole or in part
This martial art can not be copied
With any authorization
Get it space station
Takes off in spaceship to replace fifth
Of crew what you do
It takes two to tango they say
But in my style and with no delay
I smile at decay of play with the array
Of techniques straight the lick cut split
You duck shit and don’t quit when I lit
I strong fit the thickness into shit
I hear bitch quick
I’m too much to deal with
So I stay peaceful and recluse
What’s the use of fighting anyway?
To hurt people and cause more dismay
I meditate
I’m just an artist from the furthest out reaches
Who could manage Jesus
My name is Mike
I like to make a thesis
And wager meager amounts that counts
My art is bountiful a presence in essence of life lessons
I’m not guessing my profession is to take the guess out
I rep downtown thugs plugged from the brothas
My mother is cool
My father was Buell
I have a sis who I also really dig
All of us are artists
Blessed with the genius
I’m not mean to kids beating them up for bucks
I chuck a duck sucka off and raps raw cough up lungs
And practice my Tai Chi
I don’t fuck up G for slippin’
If not I be rippin’ all types of motherfuckas
You got Azurescens?
If not you pass to next in line all the time
Homies recline and drop dime on mine
For committing the crime
Of not being there or be square
I dare you to try Azurescens
It’s like taking an ounce of Cubensis
Now I don’t know about you but I know Psilocybin Shrooms
I know the tombstone
I like to talk on the phone
To hot chicks I want to bone
I get stoned and take LSD tabs
People thought Azurescens was just a fad
But I drop the radical hits to fits in with the lesson
You get test in so stop guessin’
And murder in this rap profession
Kill for the ill to get nil
Drop a bill and still until
Dawn press on with a long song
Life is a trip so take a dip
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Ruthless all rap at your radio station
I get debated with
On the clips I spit I written spotlight in it to win it
I begin with trip
Get stoned
Prone on this rap phone call to win the freestyle championship
I slam it thick with hits rhymes times like dick in it
I slick won it like who done it?
My #1 hit stock plummet if I ain’t warmed up
I smoke a few joints get on point
Call up the station spit my shit
And won the piece of cake with the rose on it at the celebration
They loved my freestyle so much
I’m pretty much the king of wingin’ it with swing
I bring the shit that stuck in your head
You said damn! That ni@@a bled bloody like money
I smoke The Lawn Shavings
The greatest strain ever
A Sativa with G tah release you to freedom like cement
Except better we went to the center of high in the sky
With this strain that bred to make you die if you try
You can’t you too fly and I got rants and raves
About my bravery in tilting getting brain you be
So behave like children get killed when they toke all day
That’s me
I die in the eye smoking all types by I want the Sativa
God Damn It!
I know I can slam it with the variety so don’t lie to me
You know you want it too
Don’t insult my Kung Fu either
Or you gets neither nine lives or thrive for
The live more in store I was born to kill
On this microphone until the hype in the zone
Is getting me prone to drop heavyweight on any date
With any skate off any plate A sucker suffer destiny
His fate it was meant to be
Get Ganja for smoke all day
No dangerous drugs at the party
When you get lit I tried it
Hit vitals
Overdoses
Burned stomachs
Numb Twitches off bug
Suffer blood
Vomit
Get too high and twist up like fly until you die almost
I came close too many times
I know my rhyme’s ill
I top bill with the fill for I drill
I clock mil
I bust until the sun come up
Run some stuck shits
Solid Log
For the fog in your head clear you steer
Right into trouble
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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You have a responsibility with your ability
To chill a G out
No doubt no fighting about it
My raps writing facts for black stack
And grey all the day that I stay in it
To win it begin it splendid
My rendering hid the sent you thing you bid high
Slid until you die trying
I’m not lying there’s no denying it
I’m fly to hit it up quick
I stick quick with the stick
I rip sessions for lessons
To the tricks they keep guessin’
Just want to hit you like in Professional Boxing
I stop their thing dead
I’m a dead head
I bled for the cause
And broke laws and all that
I’m sealin’ heat off receipt the bomb cypher dreadlock
Stop that shit you dead
You fled get reded up
You stuck with shiv
A murder quiz
Who’s the whiz?
I handle biz
I mark my words I’m 33rd I curve the nerve!
I swerve on tracks and damage facts with untruths
I sold you the cutest rude boy toy that
Got to do with your convoy of toys
I employed
My raps avoid the lesson I test in
I get bless when I profess to end the violence
All silence break loose after my deuce deuce spit
I’m the shit
Be writin’ it
I excite for four fifth
I got the glass handed War with four four
Blowing you pipes for raw cash bucks
You get struck with the puzzle hands
I rebelled against Shaolin and killed the abbot
Took his bad habit prostitutes and loot then scoot
I murder pollute I root in the Earth
Worse than that I ran over you flat
I got to get the gat cause it’s like that
Your murder whack
Mine is highly advanced I murder answer the call with brawl
Ten feet tall I be killin’ all a ya’ll
Then ball
Proceed to wall off with speed
A sucka need to bleed
Before he receives the goods
I wish you would
I murder you good
The killings are chilling
I’m willing to go the extra mile it takes
To break off Peruvian flakes and aches in my dick
From stickin’ your chick
I hit a cop with his night stick
I right quick in his squad car to drive by with
The little homie riding shotgun
We shot suns up and make a ruckus
Bring the motherfuckin’ ruckus!
My Kung Fu was a stew of Silat and Escrima
Runnin’ up on you until I learned Tai Chi, Bagua and Xingyi
Now I chill in the cut
Watch dumb sluts make the cut
I slated up in my butt
I tuck a cut for the razor
It stays heard out the word for miles
Ignite styles of filings that wild thing
My smile bring untold stealth missions in position
Just listen you get in the fit end
I send you the lended crew to do what you need to
Mafia tight
All night is how I fight I killed a bellhop in a hotel
Just so it’s my murder but you can’t tell
I fell off a ten story building once
And proceeded to front on this chick for giving me lip
I blood stained her quick
Stuck my dick in her shit
Then split to smoke a spliff and talk shit
About the Politicians and the hit jobs on us
Blowin’ up the whole thing with the tree
Grow the tree so you can see for free
We need trees growin’ for trees blowin’
Shaolin flow then
Wu Tang hang back
Fill a sack trash bag
Never lag behind you blind
I curse the rewind
Back in the dark ages they had flavors
Now they give major league danger
Stranger to the custom I don’t trust them
We did crazy shit for trees like please bitch
I switch on you to jack for sacks come unglued
Society don’t lie to me on the corner slangin’ a key
In small sacks black was the exit for you flex hit it up
I did it up truck with my connect
I wreck destroy sound way murder why?
Heard of it you die this curve on this high as a kite
I ignite the light up the Ganja
On this Wu Tang sword some rappers won the award
For born again
Torn in the head red it up bleded Suckas for motherfuckas dick they stuck
In shit you can’t quit murder hit up the sector
Lecture the fresher speak bleak for the reek of Coca smoka
I soak up flavor from my neighbor I put in danger
In the major leagues My fatigues are standard issue
Blow on a tissue so bless you
My reps Kung Fu
I got a stew of hits off written
I sit in the twitch for I get hitched I flip flex
I got the AK and the Tech
I want A Mac spit the facts rap is black
Had a sucka whack cause he attacked me for no reason
Now it’s the season for violence ain’t no file found
On this ground I pound I get around to get down
I murder clown I don’t frown
I bled blood a sucka shut up
I rupture nuts for the big butts
And strut my stuff
I took out the military when they least expect it
Expect to wrecks like chicks on X fucking
Stuck in the thing to wing man
Here’s the plan
Get the Suntan and then BLAM!!!
Murder on command get the land
Brand it to fan hit
The slammin’ shit
You bit a sucka get with the trip real quick
Overdosing lip provoking close in scoping
Hoping you die come down and stop the fry
I murder why?
Hear of third eye I behind the times on crimes
For dimes to drop on a crooked cop
I served his shit and left him the rot in the sewer
My motive pure
Clean up the force of this manure
I got the cure and fewer and fewer lure
You into the woods to snatch all your goods
And leave you stood on one foot crippled
Light up a Coca stick for the Primo trip on your lick
You get thick steady ready to head heat up
Grow Coca
To soak in flavor you labor and toil
Boil it Royal get it wet the scene you set
Don’t fret but don’t die
You could get it in the eye
You heard of high
You get high
No denying
You go flying
On the Wild Thing
The style bring
The first place ace for creativity
Envision see the everything the Coca bring
Your wing tips a trip
Get it thick the technique
Fuck with blades for the tech speak
Coca reek so sweet it’s delicious to smoke
I like it to vote for Coca I smoke up tons of rocks
I like it with Ganja it’s tops
I let the Tech 9 settle blind
The Tech 9 with the sickness
Kids think it’s the shit it isn’t
It gives you gross motion
When you move it you dilate like hell
You need to be a master to tell the difference
Meth is in the adrenal family a death chemical
So let’s settle the bull
Buds are better
I want Coca to the letter T
If you get caught in the woods with the goods
You shouldn’t
If you do what you couldn’t that’s better
Scratch the letter you wrote
I vote to coat the kid with THC
Set him free and let him be
Ain’t no one gotta murder me
I further seed the planet
With the banned substance cannabis
I land with this hit once again
I expend energy to tell it G
I cleverly disguise my eye so please don’t be shy
You wonder why I high I try
I lie in the sun I burn buns and rip off some rays
For days and nights bottled sunshine light
I don’t fight I run away
Some people don’t understand cause they ain’t master
I hasta prove it constantly
Some fucking let me be
As a leader of the gang and graffiti
I beat street
I beach seat the sat
I got the haps on shit
I don’t quit
I persevere severely
I sear on the grill for I bill I’m ill
I got Chinese I like chili peppers
Red hot
Some people can’t handle the Mexican joint around the corner
They put on extra for me
I got a car seat that wobbles
I have a throttle not a gas pedal
I’m made of metal
My tech settles the threat
My AK is Eagle with the mushrooms it went crazy on me
My brainchild
I smiled at the city
It was pretty nice
In Santa Cruz my advice
Is to hit the books
Get that look off your face
Behave proper
You could be mining copper in Angola
Remember I told yah
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/04/22 02:44 AM)
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Frolicking through the forest I met the poorest drug dealer
He said fool! Let me peel your cap!
I knew he was right and exact so I pulled my gun
And let it clap
He fired back both guns hissed to pop fixed us in the head
We should have both been dead
But instead each one of us bled
I got it further in the red
As I ran away he threw grenades
The explosions were a reminder
Of how blind you are to violence
Until you hear the break in the silence
Both of us survived as cripples
I like sticks and blades
Your crew fade off until you were made boss
Toss in another venom
You get your head spun
Number one teacher
Of close in to reach yah
I seek for combat until I’m jacked
And messed up
I bless the tuck in weapon
Until I get one pulled on me
I like to keep it clean and drug free
I’m best friends
With a Platinum Lens
I get wordplay that tends
To end it faster than master did
My raps they don’t skid
They hug the road like untold
Feats of bravery unfold
Solid Gold I reach the cold
Weather what’s clever
Is to sever head of the dead men
Whatever end the treasure splendid
My friend did it too everyone does it
In the zoo they love it
It’s the number one subject
You suspect
A reject that feed crack cocaine
To a skull with a brain
Murder the maintain
I like to go insane in the fast lane
I throw flowers at the feet of Kings and Queens for Peace!
They control the War
They tell us to kill in hella sketch trip you could sell kids on it
Who ain’t gone yet
They wrong to sweat me
I don’t kill a G on Psilocybin
My mind bend like my lens is pure
You get fewer and fewer fans
When you land blow continually
In soft spots to maximize the pain
You drain the blood of the populace
Never stop and fix the problem
I get involved when it’s time to solve the problem
We need everyone to see some Cannabis and Trips
The safe ones that flips the case work
Straight network the inter dimensional travel that unravel problems
And all you called in to complain
It’s insane when you think about it
I’m well grounded
I light up on McDonald’s Fries
Why is because of the buds you wet on
I set the song ain’t nothin’ wrong with that
I now I got to get my gat
Foo! I be Servin’ the fries that’s cool
People drool for the fries
Then they realize how to do it
They new to true hits of the Frenchies
I bench with ease 350 pounds
I rap around the people who don’t want the sequel
Fries are delicious and cure you of viciousness
We give you extra clips for your business
We witness the fries in the eyes
No disguise
You strip down naked and can’t take it
You make it to shake it no fakin’ it
You Fry in the sunset to jet to the next level
I want the Whole Earth Smokeout
Where everyone smoke more than some
They smoke enough to see the sun
My smoking and eating are legendary
You get buried a lot like trip
I like to smoke Ganja until it’s Psychedelic
I’m a martial arts relic
I Gel it straight
I play music I fuse it with artwork that dark smirk on your face
Means you need to taste major Herb
The word on the street is the new heat is coming
For summing it up
I run a truckload up to the uploader
Of the internet soldier to mold your experience
We don’t be fearin’ this shed a tear in this
You act superior until you get knocked out
Beer gives me flashbacks
Other than that I have no interest in a drunken dance
By chance I hit up my hands are lethal
I don’t want to kill people so I rest the needle on groove one
Let’s all see the sun smoke pot and spark your martial art!
All we are saying is give pot a chance!
Do the dance!
Kids get hooked on amps for the party
Smoke 2 grams of cannabis and throw up signs when you ball
I learned how to ball on the kind nugs
Kind nugs are strong buds
We all want Sativa so be there or be square
For the Tropical connection I seek reflection from the section
Perfection! No question I get heated up and direct then
I am a entheogenic scientist
The kind that try to fix the world’s problems
I solve em all then
Wall to Wall bend it’s the end
Cheap grass to pass the class
Skiing on Cement I be bent
I need unlimited concrete
I see visions when I move
All types of psychedelic-like groove
I show and prove
I make a soothing feat of lyrics complete
I don’t eat cooked food
I’m in a good mood always
I ball through pathways
My wrath stays for the flavor
I major league in military fatigues
I intrigue to cop a seed off it
Turn it into a project
Growing my own to show for cut clone
I rap and well known in the underground
My sound out loud
I surge the crowd forward
My four words I curve
I got it absurd until they heard it swerve
I strike the nerve
My meth cap make people say word
I eat two grams of Hashish and melt into the floor
Like this War? I love it!
I rubber flip the subject
On something spent my money on the long shot
I servin’ pot to smoke or eat
You won’t get defeated if you beat it
From the fight they want to claw and bite
An animal like that shit ain’t right
I hate fighting
Stop that shit in writing I stated
That raps get great did it fully 8 ball trip
I zip on the trip when I’m thick up
I get lit and don’t come down
Why I wear the crown
Now how that sound
I seen around the block
Yo! murder gotta stop
You heard uh the gun go pop
You don’t want clock
Heavy shock steadily for the medley
Of tunes that runs the groove when it’s smooth
Yo! I got champagne wishes and candy cane dreams
So it seems my flow beams light out the third eye
I classify cocaine as candy wonder why?
You just have to try it
It’s dangerous
All the fame it sweats entertainers
Brains get the lane for the claim to fame and flips
I rock a dis track of the whack
I murder knack fools in Africa call them shot
I smoke pot again before I ascend the candy ladder
I need more Ganja to get fatter not flatter
This rhyme matters
You can detect the Cannabis miles away and since
I file in in to the day I smile and relay shit happens
I stacked in this rap game all ready so imagine me!
Sad to see a cocaine overdose you chose this route
It’s all I come about for further clout
I shot and shout out to the heads what’s spread
Is murder fed intend to do it deadly
This medley needs to be steadily available
To my light like the Holy Grail
Gangsters get stuck in La La Land with their hands chopped off
You could tell the boss the cost of the awesome tend in the coffin
Spend time rhymin’ I’m in Hawaiian shirts
I don’t flirts with violence
I’m in silence out of death respect the dead and check shit
I wreck hits for what’s bled is me
Murder to a T
I like to flee from guns
Guns stun and cause pandemonium when the shot blow and
I take it low land for command in the brand
Sand at the beach heats up like reefer chuck the ether for nuts
Is either that or fronts I something like stunts bunting balls
Murder calls for all of this I don’t get pissed it’s case dismissed
I flick ashes off the trash heap ignite fleets of psych
I like to ride a bike and hip hop in Nikes I take flight
It’s all right to bust Murderers lust after the gat
They sat on some shit hear the squish? Murderer wish he versatile
With the smile I crocodile all the while I pile it on before dawn
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/06/22 03:56 PM)
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Solid Log
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Posts: 3,048
Loc: Seattle
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My eye is one
I shine like the sun on cannabis
Land hits the ship
I hand it to take a grip of sand
And command the party
To start looking for good cannabis
We ran out of it a while back on the voyage
None of that toy shit
We need potent fed heads in the crew
For what stew is your witch’s brew
I Kung Fu
The natives get restless
Try to check me with spear
I show no fear and play fight
We laugh all night smoking Ganja
I love Islands and Beach Sands and good times
Fully functional flow flying fleas that suck blood
Stick in the mud got drawn and fools got gone
When I handle a stick the blood gets thick and curdles
All hurdles to jump for a chump a sucka dunked in the drink
What you think?
I like being crippled?
I stick the flip Gold I rip rolled tossed the boss
I cost a lot
You get shot at all day when you walk this way
I stalk a fool for his hay supply
Just playing I sneak up and have a way of exchanging ganja tokes
We like to smoke out the weed in my posse
It’s awesome to try all the variety
I fly to be in cement one day with no rounds spent
From the automatic cannon
We’re Martial Peoples always a sequel to reach to
Equal to speak through our art
We part ways for days hunting snarks in the dark
We smart we eat shrooms and smoke buds
They try to tell us what is love
But we know that below the surface
Our shit works this
We perk plus
About a fuss just trust
We bust and got the adjustment for screwing the bent
Chopping nonstop in the flip flopping sopping wet
Full of electrical current
We’re alive and thrive on Cannabis
We train out our brains until fatigue makes us a seed
For the fruits of our labor indeed
Drinking a Zen tea
Let’s be friendly no end to speed Methamphetamine
Weed is the needed substance to rub this out
I got the route on doubtful hopeful folks who
Broke too I choke the flew flown full blown
In raps I roam after facts in the zone perhaps a clone
Sacks quarterbacks in the end zone I don’t need a relapse
I’m all alone in the jungle I tumble roll through the forest floor
At War to the core I swore I’d be poor and not more than enough
Touch the lyrics rough to steer this ship save it for the trip
Hop my left skin to win
I begin to trip again
To see is to know is to flow
All how it go we don’t go toe to toe
We chill and don’t ill
We clock mil and still
Involve the solve puzzle
The mud is thick
Run this quick past the class
I make a dash to escape
The hate is awful
It should be unlawful
I saw a fistful of dollars
I’m a scholar of the substance
That was this fuel
All rule the tool making
I make glass and cash
I smoke Ganja down to ash
That’s in the past but it’s a part of me
So I harken to the glee of stonedidity
I’m fat
A fat cat that drink water
I need mushrooms while I peak to speak the unspeakable
Reach you pull in to win
I love Ganja to begin
It’s a sin that I can’t hinge on this plan
They make it illegal and
I don’t understand why
The illuminati socked them in the eye
For restricting freedom of mind
I’m not blind so I see what can be
It’s logical on the street to beat a path
Feel the wrath of the past coming back
It’s murder for the fact you serve a
Aftermath
I just laugh at people who reach through
My space and try to ace me
And kids be seeing more and more
Let’s end this Drug War!
Ganja and Psychedelics for the hell of a lit
Then Buddha ascended the jeweled terrace with me to Nirvana
You can taste the flavor of this major league through meditation and martial art
You need a drug and a thug history
You gotta be thugged out and seen the route
I ain’t a thug but I got attacked by one so I became hardened
I gardened the Ganja farmer it’s my lucky charm your word
Teenage smoking heavy toking
No one laughing like me at life and the rationality of the device called society
I try to fit in but no one begin to win here
I spin gear off the slid hearing to lock up the President
Criminals in our residence I bench press 350
Me and Buddha lit up see?
I read Buddha every day
I love India
I want to visit there and meditate in the mountains in a cave for a decade
John he crawled the walls and busted with the 8 Ball
It’s late to brawl now you gone how that sound
I found that people without the black clip slip
And mess up I must confess but I X off the slut to dress up
It’s just how shit happened in Captain Trips Territory
You could win glory from the end of story with the violence
I silence kids who slid in to dig in and begin to start fights
Even a brush of violence is unsightly
I right to be critical I sick to pull up a head chopped off
I tossed the loss in the cost department of startin’ shit
It’s art and written in inscription
In my head on a mission to Wed the central focus
I joke it’s my life
I strive to untangle and see all the angles
Our country is star spangled
Red and White stripes
I hypes up the martial arts
The homie from Israel had to bail
You got any style?
It had to fail
I was persecuted like a black man
Looked at funny and I never been to Iran
I got a plan you gotta understand
I got a style and I’m in command
I got brand sealed
What’s the deal with the meal?
I can’t feel any more
My heart is tore
Into pieces at least I can do is stick them back together with glue
Traverse the Universe
Inside you don’t have to find anything it bring
You could tell it’s whole and connected
The cosmos reflected what’s inside you
You are God
You have a clog in your energy
Let me help you fix that
I love medicine and helping people
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/08/22 03:20 PM)
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Hollywood
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Posts: 3,048
Loc: Seattle
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I can hear the Paddy Wagon!
Don’t mess with the Drunken Dragon
This monk drunk
I sunk
I went to a Taoist Temple where they let me drink
First a glass of whiskey
Then the whole bottle
Then I went full throttle and started snorting cocaine
Don’t blame me if you go insane G
I hate drugs now after getting served and how it’s done
Cocaine is illegal son
Some masters have secret Tai Chi Stick!
I have seen all the stick available on YouTube
I have my own thoughts about weaponry
Most masters lack what I have seen
So I feel my Tai Chi stick and sticks and poles
Are superior the drama unfolds
I told you
Don’t do that
Learn Tai Chi and get Gold medals
Learn to see inside and channel Cosmic Energy
The Star Seed is within Tai Chi
I am learning Kundalini Yoga from Swami
People are put off by martial arts
So am I
I practice Tai Chi with my third eye open
People want to learn how to fight
Fighters are awful
I was Agressive, Secretive and downright rude
I toyed with some Tai Chi at first
Then a burst of Insight!
Now I’m inside the circle
I am open and courteous and try to help people
Heal through this meditation
I want to learn Traditional Chinese Medicine and Chinese Language!
I feel I can best serve as a healer
Not a drug dealer
You get steel pulled on you
What’s wrong with your whole crew in check?
I select members to massacre
It hasta blur boundaries between words and dreams
I drink cream and water
I have been sober for 20 years
Ripped up kind nugs straight ripped the shit up no square pegs
We get sea legs hittin’ shrooms consume a lot
You could get shot around town unless you bow down
To the killer iller than most close to insanity flippin’ switch
Can it be peaceful?
We sure as hell don’t encourage it equally for kids
Serve them flips and shit bad drugs and lip
I crip the sip off trip I’m dipped fully
I rip shit up I ain’t no bully
I got wool leather my treasure beyond measure
I executed the juicy fruit with loot later
I skate there on thin air
You best beware
I don’t care or give a fuck
I stuck a duck with blade and left them played out
Get off the gangster route little punk ass trick
Got Gold Meth?
Let’s flip it up on death row
Skate all night in a fighting practice other drugs match this
But meth is a trip like cactus Peyote
Uppity and stuck in G’s head once it’s said
I train till I’m dead and rap this and stay fed
I’m bled and tread light
I’m White and Black I Max
I make tracks with stacks of wax and get pulled up with stuff intact
Rapped
Slapped a bitch who thought death was a joke
I poke them on smoke then
I’m a loc when I get provoked I don’t choke
I like folks who have done the meth
Especially Gold for the fold
I tried about 60 varieties from a small cook in the country
I like the white with red speckles, too
It’s hella funny when you look back on it crew.
My wife kill you with steel toe boots rockin’ crews with the shoes
You lose you get fucked up and busted then lusted for the pain to end
She send you back to the grave you lack you ain’t brave perhaps
Thinking women can’t envision the precipitation of martial technique
Don’t fake it or make that mistake ever again
With Golden lens we all kick back I recommend it black further you act up
I get this rap truck you in fact out of luck you get struck
The murder plucks you you come unglued you rude so your attitude
Is unappreciated I got deflated ego but for me this is real so
I feel my sister I missed her all these years out of fears I say cheers!
Drink the cool beers all wise eyes in the sky it’s defined by time and space
I ace too but my wife also has good Gong Fu
We turn into aliens
All the royalty gets to stay at Shaolin coming from Wu Tang
Hanging with the bang flash grenade pistol blade further slayed
Murder delayed get the fuck out the way kid did you fade hits?
Come up with some champagne?
I split a brain to focus choke this with the hocus pocus
From my fist smoke this shit up you get lit up beyond belief
I rock you to sleep in the peep this I freak twist up reefer
I hope you do too so you can hang with your crew chill
All caps they fill when you get ill you dropped from the bill
Until I real I feel it seal the deal with the meal ticket I’m blacked out
A cripple feeling every ripple in the swim hole I fin to roll and stroll
Through the woods it’s all good you shouldn’t fuck with me see?
I juice a leather cabbage rare you dare found at the market and I just stare
Into space I ace the taste was the place stick the shape shift off of make you sick
If you drink more than one I hold my gun and consider figure 8s I eat a plate
Serve your fate is great so don’t delay get a way in the stay intend
To fade into the mend for you bend and then it’s too late
Get a date with fate blackout is great I’m your mate I placate to set the record straight
Ain’t no way I gotta slay anyone in my crew people trip from the stew of uncool
I can’t believe you true I grew up the fuel of sickness with quickness I zip up and forget
Shit list include the richest now how powerful how you come up sound like you down
In the dumps for clumps of stuff you get front I want that shit to murder zip through
Curvature servin’ brew to the whole pool party
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Washing the brain
All murders insane
Get the lane on visions
In prison with the dis in
I registered physician
On a mission
To bring you health
In Heaven I walk and practice Tai Chi every day
Some people wonder anyway why I say that?
It’s because I relay phat and peaceful
Equal at the equinox like locks that feeble creature away
Tai Chi is your best teacher
Cutting circles and angles with blades
Your blood sprayed all over the place
I’m a disgrace if I kill you
So I put my weapons down real chill dude
Let’s drink some ginseng tea together
Bring the Ganja Vibe
I bring it to my tribe
That practices Tai Chi live
We super thrive
We feel the energy freely circulate
All along and a song for this is straight with no twist
Puttin’ ripples through your sound wave behavior
I flavor tracks that rip trillion dollar plans for War and commands
I rock the jams
Coming through on demand for this brand I save land for water
I could slaughter I know I oughta not
I smoked a lot of pot
Coca clear all the lane for a smoker
Qigong on it long fist to trip with
I missed hits so I flip switch
Retire on the bitch and perspire exchange sweats
You no threat I wish you’d quit cause you ain’t shit
I call my speed trip Mag
I was on a speed flip plain tag
In the bag for a rag to sag it
I language fix the program hit it
I ran far with the ball didn’t quit when it’s written
I sittin’ on the lump now shiny as fuck with the POW!
God gave me a meth overdose!
Your Ganja didn’t overdose me
The loco weed
So God hooked me on speed
Gave me the OD!
I exercise on Meth
I exercise all my life on Meth
All the time I’m walking I’m
Stalking your pathways
Outside and graze the lawn
There’s always plenty of time for Meth!
Get your left arm in a barn
Doing the cows
Wish Washing them how
Meth was the best!
Meth is the new call of the Republicans
Meth is Speaker of the House
Democrats stank like pot
All the pot you got is for Democracy
To end on Meth!
He stood like an iron tower
His power was immeasurable
On meth he lit up the set
You can get dead quick
Fucking with his shit
The set has to flex every morning
They like to in the pouring rain, too
All shit they do is wax your crew
For sipping on brew
I claw all the law for the paw Gong Fu
All I need is a few puffs of weed
I flashback and hit the road jack like Ray Charles
Cartons of cigarettes later I chill I ain’t no hater
I’m just a ill ass skater
Doin’ tricks that fix like magic all the sadness
I drink water with my daughter Jasmine
Rub the Aladdin Lamp
Ramp up the boogie to withstood heat major
I play there in the cut the truck rope dope
Cope with it I soak in it light me up to the limit
I’ve got to trip Psychedelic to spell it properly
Plus Ganja for eating or smoking
Once I ate an eighth of stress weed
It prepared me for mushrooms plead
Innocent I bring it came and went
Spent dough on it though my bonnet blue
I dress like a tool wielding maniac
Who smokes crack
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Journey of a Ganja Cigarette inhaled
All the gangster crew bailed on it
I railed off it to display coughin’ tokin’
Smokin’ the ill provokin’ me to kill and see
Murder in the first degree
I just chill G like Wrigley’s Spearmint Gum Factory
I master the P like I lead a truck through cream
And glue all this brew got me crew I wanna do it
Shoot the twos bit all who lit the lamp mic this amp
Got the champ for the sample an example I cancel
You could wiggle, wriggle or flail
All hail the King of balling sting
I’m falling into the thing
It’s calling
All wall and ceiling
I root for the Green Bay Packers
I wrote chapters about football
How I rule the call on the play
No way could you touch down and say
I didn’t fail to penalize you and fine you
Another water coming down offa it
I soften grit for this hog and spit
I get the point I want a joint to smoke
I’ve had enough trip and flip the switch
I hitch a ride inside the mind to find the treasure
The treasure is in the lair of a big wood sprite named Tom
He has the lucky charm
That make you glow ether
I smoke reefer with that yo
All heave ho believe you flow
The leprechaun took ten steps you gone
It’s on
There’s nothing wrong with shrooms
Just don’t overdo it
You live the rest of your life coming down from the trip
I trip to a mix of tricks of the bag come in it black you done it
I run it come from hits
Wick the sickness out of flick bitches off
I rips you raw cough to the boss
Moss grow on my shit I’m so in the shade I got it made
I hit the back room
Where all the shit goes down around the full moon
Too soon was the Ooh La La
I further Jah with this pot smoke
All in it toke with folks
I wear gold chains
In my brain remain the blood stain
I further aim for therapy
Right now it’s wearin’ me out
Just thinkin’ about it
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/14/22 06:03 AM)
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Cry. Cry. For all the days gone by
You get sad not mad when you examine your life
Strife strikes pipes types hypes ass wipes
Motherfuckin’ mics to rip type that sip weed
Speed Psychedelics Relics of old story told
Crowns all rotating rounds with clowns full of funny
Bunny trips licks like sticks magic tricks thick in this
Whip business isn’t distance to manage claim baggage
Rap savage rhymes damage plan shit out fan of it
Ran it hit damn it lit mics I write this shit all night
I study Buddha to become the perfect enlightened one
No guns involved wall to wall fall from the ball stun
Could you max this money it doesn’t mean nothing
Ascetic bring magnetic pieces in the East it’s feast on this
Real fold crisp types who get dissed we like to enlighten
Marvelous hard like bricks of compressed tropical Ganja
All bomb on yah with the nominated flow that skated bomber
Hold old as calmer I write this farmer of weed soon to see
Indeed Coming free like G to P I rock this tree cop this plea
Possibly could we stop and be see I lock the lead and top indeed
Tap a joint ash point lashed out rash fools with tools come to spoil
I boil in the soil I toil to grow the best the rest I suggest you stay fresh
I left back at school uncool for a fool to use who max and crew relax
Spun without tax fully relaxed kick backed raps sap at the basement
The face meant cement I ace when I prevent the place from going to waste
Ice off the planet for land hit from the sea the enemy flee from G
Rock the see in this top of the glee mop it up on weed sock it to em
Indeed I make you bleed if I need to I read through the Wu Tang manual
On how to fully stop roll it in the rocks for jocks to flock to I rock crew
Might hip hop too y topic is stew for I cop it it’s Gong Fu on this top switch
You can get rich off dusts and powders like clam chowder with the out louder flavor
My neighbor does slave labor he can’t save yah I blame cuz for what was and does
And doesn’t I bust might hit I fight the rich against for the poor to cure I more in this
Core is business I witness the shit at close distance my wishlist is the dish it I rip it
I flip it I cold sip to guzzle does you’ll pull bull is a fully money null gun heat cold
I’m high in my eye you could wonder Y Y Y big girls don’t cry I try to make em happy
Some slap heat across the face to waste of a life mics strike this might twist another
Cigarette for the threat to set and wet it I bet it I medically insane I lane in the brain
Fold this entertain I got flame I set name I complain I fall like rain breath is death
Left is ecstasy I best to see some I lead gun to the seed spun breathe and relieve please
All Danish point rips it up the joint coin boy into man raps plan for sound scam Iran
Is a Nuclear Power and sour this mash with rash harsh unruly judgment a sucka sent for it
Went to War with the door creep up creak seek the enemy bleak the tendency reek of Ganja Weed
I top this breed for lock into seed for the need for speed like Lockheed aircraft military draft
I master ask you chapter to flat for the rap born morning the loss of boss the cost was sauce
Tricks that fix the flicks on the network your head jerk in response to bombs dropped
Calm it stop pop fully cop wool heat sweater forget her she letter A to stay is bladed
Drops ray did from sun play with the gun made it and same as the lane fast for cash
Make a dash rash judgement the subject the blood went the murder flirt flex on Ecstasy
The rest is easy breezy cheesy and please me with skeeze lead off seed speed for weed indeed
It’s the Wu Tang Killa Bees
Coming with Gs to be humming
Summing it up running amok
Dumbing down what sound you found
Smoking a pound
Rocking around the cloud without a sound
Got this profound
I lounge
Serve a sucka noun and verb
Heard out word got perturbed
Some nerve
I got a sucka to serve further swerve on him
The luckiest to pluck easiest the breeziest
Some need this with Jesus
I just knock you in the sock you rock fools clock tools
Shoot true indeed servin’ speed meth to death
Smoking Ganja inhale the breath of what’s left on the roach clip
Cocaine snow dust bunny rap coming facts
Running to gunning up the engine that I mention
With intention it gets reflection
Out the section I left in
The step when
The trend is ended to splendid violence in silence
While it’s the mildest heat
Child on this beat
Program defeat catch a seat
Charge in large for the hard to pull your card
On guard I mar a sucka far to pluck yah
Tar the cuss word
Absurd got this word I cure you to lure you
Into the floor dude got knocked out cold
I’m bold to told a sucka hold on you get plucked fool
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/19/22 10:16 AM)
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Tai Chi tells an important story
It is the beginning of a life
The unfolding of a life
And the ending of a life
When life is good you can practice frequently
You can tell the story over and over
I look to Tai Chi for positive mental and physical benefits
Nothing else in my life is as important as my existence and Tai Chi
I look forward to practicing every day
One day I will die and my Tai Chi will end
Such is simply a part of the Tai Chi form
My name is Sifu
I read through all Hebrew Scripture Scrolls
Black magic takes a toll
I want to stroll and live life
I like to have it time in the sent bend friendly end mean game with cream
I dream of major cream
I got cream lean
I gleam
Further the team on seem to be Cash Money
Nothing funny
I run heat
And beat the gun repeat
File off all law and style raw
I don’t want to have to bust a jaw
That’s all I saw
I follow Tai Chi law
I got dollar bills!
You got em?
The hot one on top fun to spend
I wish there was no end
I pretend to be a millionaire mogul
Selling life in a told you so flow how it go through!
1, 2, 3, Flow!
It’s a roll of bank wadded in my pocket
My eye socket pops out when I hock my chain
I relax brain and flow maintain
Get everything in gold in the fast lane
I explain this
So the aim is not to get dissed
But case closed
The place froze
On my toes I unwind and recline
I wish I had a dime of Ganja
And a soundproof room
I’m the cleaner
Bust a mean blur off vision
The decision came in prison
I felt I was missin’ dirt
They say dirt don’t hurt
Until you bust your shirt
And jack your back
Screw it in like thumbtack
Under control react
I flow black
Got it cold intact right now
It’s powerful
I’m a towering inferno
I burn slow
I churn below the ocean floor
A scum creeping dream like I beam
I teach a basic Kali class
Material unknown or untaught
For most unknown
I broke it down to sound simple
A wrinkle in time and your mine
Said Kali rhyme
All of it hit soft
My boss is Silat
Dragon and Crane
Out the brain
Lizards and Birds on Ganja word
I seek the farm
Where life is hard on a sucka
I don’t teach a sucka
Don’t want to bleep a sucka
Life has to take care of you to flow fluid
You get tortured yes you do kid
I mastered many herbs.
Enough to see the twists and curves
Ganja is a special herb
It has it’s own way that you learn to say the word
With no delay you light up
Don’t play when you fight what?
This is serious stuff
Meth heads call my bluff
I mastered it as such
I have to roll a dutch
Get the Snapple
And I doń’t grapple
I whack you in close
Suppose you froze up
All you chosen you want
You should get a blunted way
It’s the way I like to lead my days
I tried to OD on Snapple
A few times cut my jib
Get poked in the ribs
I serve a game if I in claim
For riches
The Snapple isn’t the Apple of Life
Until you bust ripe true as head stew
One flew over
Range Rover
I four leaf clover wish I dish
It’s all over
I pack over the shoulder
I got fold yours
After three weeks Snapple pours
You OD
These nuts are monster
I like to kick back and chomp them
Fast Cash no problem
I solve on almonds
You get squished into the corner
You are a foreigner
Who doesn’t know what to do
It is bleak
A sucka reek like Doritos cheap
I flip and duck a fool with lip
I seek equipped
Service with a smile and mild
To the touch I head rush
I flushed out the remaining route
Come about you get served with clout
Now you know why my rhymes flow
I’m toe to toe with Death
Take your last breath from a cold sketch
Guttural Exhalations on Gong Fu
Your rap crew got stuck in s stew
I blew the top off and rocked product
It’s chill conduct
With the bomb that tucked
Don’t pull it out
Fighting for the mountains of Gold.
You wish harm to me and mine
I can’t recline if you a time to play with
I ain’t gay with violence
I relay the style kid
Smile do a bid and shit down his throat
I float in to begin I always win
I’m a master
I fast to murk your stash don’t work
You a real jerk
I’m out
I don’t want to shout
I service and round about
For the doubtful
My mouth full of profanity
For insanity can it be?
I raps on this G
Relax and stacks rhyme like I rhyme to be
Protecting me and mine
You a crime
A straight criminal
It’s minimal what you can do
You need some methamphetamine
To flow with your favorite dream of death wielding
I’m peeling caps back it’s a rap
Do your raps glow?
Get caught up in dust I thought so
I roll
Hold on!
I serve a bong to craft from glass for you
Let’s smoke bongs and practice Gong Fu
I can teach you
I reach through the subject
To deep in public you love it
I on the subject
Most rejects speak flex
I detect the section
Wetted reflection
With the Ganja connection
Past is history for this story and got best in the tore me off
Rips raw cost the gloss for I flow
I get blow you know?
I rap slower and slower as a snowblower
I show your
Shower for flowers I got super powers
I want to connect on Cocaine
I blow my brain on it still I insane
I need all my math straight
Get a shop bust it pop say late
For fate to stab me up knife in the gut
I fuck shit up on wax and still rap facts
I max black it out tax you faggot round
Sound bound to lounge on like red dawn
Blood red spawn for lawn fertilizer
Slaughterhouse byproduct realize your
Eyes more seeing than you feeling
I’m reeling off the noise hit the ceiling
With these toys I’m the real thing
I steal King’s crown and get down
Clown a fool bust a tool and stay cool
While MCs drool I got it rule
All pool hall smooth brawl
In the bathroom stall I read the graffiti
I need to be seeding the clouds with sounds
That headlong bound to the town to get down
Come around you get it pounds of Cannabis
I suggest getting mushrooms
I want a few sheets of this LSD I tried
Try Peyote DMT and Ayahuasca
Psychedelic
No rhymes on a psychedelic mushroom I tried!
Mellow pot heads
A murderer should get shot instead
Don’t shoot the stoners!
You a lone curve on the further out if you shout out to speed
I can’t even read the shit a speed freak lit
He should get hit fucked up
Give him weed by the truck load
Make his head explode
Raps el grande like all in sewn
In the cut
Murder what?
You serve further what?
I can’t stand meth
That shit sucks to death
I ain’t got none left
Room in the tank to thank Cannabis
In bliss still I exist
I get pissed at the government
For rubbin’ it out
Eradicating crops and trying to fade me out
With legal pot on the scene there’s a new dream
A hope for people to vote for peace
Shut out deceasing rent out leasing the people
A sequel needs to be heard round the World
All the boys and girls join in
To give the joint a spin
Let the meditation begin
I’m akin to the stoners
I flown yours truly myself on stealth missions
Beyond conditions critical to help make this pivotal change
It’s strange to think of the old days
The old ways are played out
Its a new world order
Get a tape recorder and start rapping
Don’t be napping on the buds now
I know I hate it how they make you work slave labor
For minumum wagę
With inflation
The nations need a healing
Medicine revealing the future of the place
A space station in outer space sends out signals of grace
To the alien race
To chase away evil
Awaken the spiritual ego less-ness!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/21/22 10:39 AM)
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I break forth on the cusp of the all seeing eye!
I am only 46 YO and need to grow in my Wisdom
Still it is nice to see
I want to be a Buddha
I am blessed by the wise elders
I am open now and seeing
My Wisdom has grown so
I am your dear friend
I wish no harm
I am very scary to people
Because I am not afraid to die
I don’t like scaring people
They laugh in their ignorance and don’t understand
Learn to understand the Buddha and you will not be afraid
To die and to live
Live knowing and seeing
You will be happy
Blood splattered
Tattered clothing
Still exploding in my insight
I been seen on sight to gain it’s ignition
Not on a mission
Not wishin’
I fix in the problem
I solve em
They Pop
I can’t stop
On sight they might break and run
I have had it with this gun
I’m number one
On my list of the problematic
I have a sickness
There’s no cure for this
I lure ignorance through and sift
Through the ashes of corpses
My mortuary
I buried the torture scary
Don’t dare me
You best beware G
If you looking to strike I just might
Light you up
You foolhardy punk
Celebrate death on meth
Club back in card pulled hard
Out the prison yard
Dissin’ far
Feel your marred ass
Get blasted off the ass kicked
Fill it with plastic glock
Flocks of birds return
Learning during on
It long connect the bong a threat
All Hong Kong in a sweat
I forget to let the dogs out
Murder route
About how it doubted around it
Sounded loud did the flip
Written itchin’
Stitchin’ up the cut
Glisten like butt
You wishin’ you want
Murder stunt
Pull off front on this sack
Track catch flack
Fully blacked out
Rap route taken
Head shout
And shakin’
Dead South
Or you’re mistakin’
Listen missin’
Dissin’ the front back
Gun clap
Fully rapped
Sacked up truck stack
Fully auto
Lotto winning
Slot bingo
Ring go
The thing flow
Sing toe to toe
Know hos froze
Chose glows
Over flows
For foes
I rose from the dead
Close in the head
Mows lawns
Grass cashed
Fasted
Blasted
Ass kicked
Mac spit
The attack
Lit
The act flipped
Protract the glitch
A cinch
Rinse the hinge
Ding on binge
We the thing kids
In their teens
Smokin’ green
Celebrate glow
Step toe over
Four leaf clover
Show yah
Blow up
Roll in cut
Know what front
Any sucka come
With it
I flip shit
Rip hits
Off dis tricks
Mix thick
Quick hitch
Lift ditch the
Mix your lip in this
Shit to get sick
On the bong
Strong hits
King Kong
Lit shlong
Bit
On it
Maws jaws grit
Teeth for relief
Got beef
Either reach
Or take a seat
Come complete
Over eat
Cold feet
Wedding setting
Betting heading
That direction
Connection missed
Cross town trips
Surgically precise sharp
Dice rolled in the dark I park
Stark warning born in hell touring the 7th level
I disheveled and the devil sell them rebel
I say hello
Met you slow at the door for some War to the core
More coming with summing up running guns
Murder ones slip off the tongues lungs filled with Ganja smoke
Tons of it blown for shown
I make bud porno
I’m torn slow
I below the creepy break the floor I so heavy
My steady pen a regular when I flex on sex
Wielding weapons nothing different from the impress
Less is more with this core
I been there before
I left the poor stinking hype them gimme the score
After that fat cat
Roll like baseball bat
Hit the hat off a lad
Got him mad and killed his dad too
All raps crew sad to see who knew?
Guns they blew
From this is true
Legendary
Scary to fair flair
Truth or dare so I share the story
Of the hardcore see?
Torn me repeatedly
Knocked on my seat to see
This torture in the mortuary
Poppin’ Ls on Psychedelics
You could tell it just
Bell Platinum still get touched
So what’s happenin’?
Slappin’ someone up
For rappin’ cussin’ backward
Raps heard out the back door for the born knowledge
I sent to college against my will
Take a pill and chill it Mack till I’m still a resident
I represent for that Martial Art
Pull apart most MCs are breeze
They weak die from disease from the hype
Not soundin’ just like ill to the dollar bill
Got this kill bomb sticky
Light it up real quickly
Smoked a little Rock Coke floated past votes
Your last hope
Still I broke through I told you
You can bring your whole crew
I stomp bump dump on they ass till they cashed
Master faster with weapons still I step in
Begin’ to refrain from splatter brain
Crush your 3rd eyes till I came
I’m truck
You gotta pull out the gun and bust
To get me to duck
My squad is one man
I planned it to ran shit
The business deals to buy steel
For construction
I lunch in the tea house
Read mouse scat
Eat up my rat
I catch you with cat
Rap crew stats blew
All you clap to
You see through
I read you like book and shook
Took it ease new crackhead
Max spread dope this the joke is
You smoke twist up
Need some luck
To not get stuck
Don’t overdo do it
You get fluid enough on one puff
I love to rush
And crush sucka MCs
I collect cheese joints
And lead on point
Caesar to the boys and girls
The core is to score
I seen death before you crept
I beat you to death
You better step off
I got insect repellant on from now till dawn
Struck the whole song repulse
Full of structured luck heard bucks blurred
Curved unnerved I swerve
Lose control
Till I fold I get cold chills
Ill to the gills like fish
I wish I had breakfast
I reckless I stench rest on it
Long gone shit to hit split and sit
I got grit
I cold serve it up the word get
Smooth move sooth on tracks
My blackness to act this rap tricks
Fact is I mack in this biz
I fist of fury
Doin’ it purely tear to the T so lonely
In the zone free you can’t stone me
Or slow me down
I look all around and found the ground steady
I still heady to be ready for the end of story
I seek to be unborn G
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/25/22 12:22 AM)
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Santa came down the chimney for me
Last night
Don’t fight I ask
Relax chill relapse until I slaps backs and raps
Max cracks for jacks to sap strength and gank you
For all your crew’s loot I shoot you then
Reduce men to cement I dent
I rent out my place I ace taste the flavor it’s fake
I break down release skate round the park
I chill after dark not a mark I don’t trick I stick you
Plain and simple knife in the Temple you lied
And said you been through it
Screw it you blew it didn’t even do it
Rap’s crews hit with this fluid I knew it
I shoe in to reduce men to cement I dent
And break down it’s late now
Christmas night I take flight in the right wing
I sting and come King me
I sing to see the freely spittin’
On harmonica I written the plan
You understand music?
I love to place and my food switch me up
With no delay
I drink on Christmas
I distance myself from Mental Health Authorities
Laugh and at that disease I release
With Delph I Gs just like these with ease
I breeze past all they flee in class
And suck seed at last they breed what’s the haps?
I smoke speed and relax chill indeed flow with flak
Spittin’ all around written bitten styles profiles
For the folder I shoulder cold your glow deceased
Just so you know
You gotta show
I flow under control hold my own
I zone defeat bone disease prone
On the phone all day
I just fleece the unknown for the clone
Jones for bones to smoke
So I midnight it loc bite it
Excite hit they more than might slip
They always do for their crew
Just so you knew
People practice hitting people all day
It’s like:
What up? I slay!
No style that way
Won’t work against a jerk like me who don’t hit people see
I dead calm I freak people
I seen it to the steeple I reek of the equality of solvability
Raps I killin’ easy
To cheese head
You wound up dead from the secret tactic
I like to smoke that crack shit
Rock Coke
For this I’m born to exist
I twist up the bitches
I shit down their throats and vote them dead on arrival
Suicidal they rival their idol
MMA fighter
I excite word and unheard of
Outside of the Royal Family
Calling up Captain Trips
The head I rips off
I trip soft compared
Some stared me down but I wear the crown
I go for noun of quantity over high dose
High dose was a roast near death close trip at best
Not healthy to see still I do it again P
I sucka free I lookin’ for LSD and Mescaline
I love tripping the dream of skipping class at last
I passed I fast I blast out my set I threat detect wet
On this I step to chumps I pump them look for cool people lump them
As cool people an assumption they stay cool and no comment
I bomb fest If I progress to the solution I exception style
I loose profile Don’t make me smile I file down your trip
Until you look like a whip on the bitches
I mix this blood with cement I dub you reinventing
The wheel peeling people
I witness this shit for realz yo.
Speed chopper weed cropper
Knees knock your crop stopper
My loppers shear off the trumk of my small shit punk
I sunk by the heavies they deadly smokin’ steadily
I already be heady but disease gave me meth and crack cheese
I dust for fleas my Gs up in this breeze caught it skeeze?
I freeze dust a punk off at the sauce for the cost
So he get tossed
Man I don’t floss or brush I had enough
I rust up truck stuck in mud suds from soap cuz I smoke
Dank all day rollin’ my way proclaim tree heaven
The 7 got me severin’ the buds from the branches
I avalanches when I dances I rock this branded
My phantom on hand some brung the sand strung
On cancerous lung I sung out about it
So don’t doubt it
Get profoundly lit on buds!
I just smoked crack
Givin’ classes the asses out lashes about grasses
That shroud in mystery the history
Of this mysterious shady figure known as Mike
Dig your hype still I type A wipe and slay
Dice I play with
My ray lift all the hay spliff I lit
I get jist of it to quit the hard shit
My guard lit up the yard on hardcore
I sad story to glory born before heat and sweet
Dust my feet off I read loss into tree toss
I flee cost of the boss is the moss like scented
I invented the club your henchman went to
I rent through a lease agreement I cement
I be sent to bend the shit spendthrift
My ends split I end this and quit
Hard shit
Smoke trees and stay disease free
Got an OG Hawk my connect chop
I still rock it to shock with
I top stitch in this I hawk remembrance day spray
Lay it down the crown
All around sound I found the noun is stone
All bone smoking clone
All I Jones for is the home store of supply
Wonder why?
I like to constantly get high in my ride I slide
All thoughts of suicide subside
I chill on the inside
I glide across the tree you see is one of many
I’m friendly with the farmers
They know I don’t cause harm word
I charm the birds and the bees
But no pollination of these trees
This is strict sinsemilla
Connect with weed crops at the villa
I be your relay to speed play
I step all day with cheese
I charge fees to enter my mind
On Psychedelic ride
I’m crackin’ heads out
For the lock down
Pound in the dog round for it ground
I sound lounge low chill bro
All the weed grow for primo
I got the flow
I show how I roll under control I got the rush and cold stoned
I’m bold told a kid to sold his shit to me for free
Then kicked his ass and skie-ed
My tree dead
I hit it in the head till it bled red and bloody my 9 connect troubling
To stoners under threat I’m bubbling
A tub link of crinkle to sink you I think screw
I shrink grew my stink like poo
I smoke dank in the back and thank God for the Job
I’m still alive it’s a miracle I thrive
I’m the sickest manifestation of the drunken style of fighting
I quicken the investigation into this sunken way I write bring
Light to thing
You could get a thing to swing on some singing grass
Pass the class with mushrooms you link up
Invincible in the cut
So fat you shut out all other rap cuts I shake butts
I cold fucks it up I truck
I rope heavy steady
A sick manifestation and it’s deadly
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/26/22 11:42 AM)
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December is here
Everything is ready to go
Time for the big show
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Solid Log
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Registered: 03/01/22
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Loc: Seattle
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If I taught you this meth
I roll half to death
I throw up sets with the dragon breath
Heard it in the chest
To blur it I suggest
You refrain from the brain on meth
It’s death
You get left stranded
On land did the air route flee the connection lead to detention
On weed my preference
When I speed I bench warming after storming the field and wield weapon
Get left in your school
You ain’t cool you act like a fool with your tool out
Run a cubic route
All smooth no doubt if you don’t shout
I got about to teach it so I seep shit into crack
I further black out stats like max out the stress
Hit me where I beware
I tear off head and swear
I care less than DARE fresh
I extra zest on the candy bar
Gone Randy far and away
I slay I won’t teach you
I further reach through
Where the gun is buried
Scary I fire up with extreme heat
I wire the cut
And beat on meat
Till it deceased
Meth left me a genius
Absolut fruit candy juice
Vodka
I sip the Ganja
I on some I gone from already
Hold it steady for the decade I got it made
I played cards hard with the shard of the Dark Crystal
I don’t get pissed pull a fistful
I dissed bullies and geeks
I speak freak
Each day of the week talk is cheap
I got the mean street boogie
I seen should heat blaze
I amaze
I stays crazed I earn A grades
I shades out sunlight doubt runtime is about this gun slime
I shout one time coming
Stash your shit and come in
Where it’s safe I feel raped
I got a gaping hole that takes its toll
I need patrol out the mold Ganja is SOLD!
I folded hold it didn’t cold rid myself of the flip shit
I quit lifted gifted rhyming sifted through crack blips shit
It’s all in the timing
Going to the party is a mistake
I’m a fake breakdancer
Get your answer heard
Out the bird trip and learned clips
I rips still I drips and flips stats
Run it back you hack
Let’s see where you at?
You don’t have it or have a chance
I danced through the night on night flight
I just might dust giant
I try it
Don’t fly hit the lion of the witch’s brew
Still you in stew
I can’t lose I choose to use my magic
Gets it planned like parenthood
To the it’s all good shouldn’t stood
Defiant my rap’s giant
Don’t try it or you just might buy it
I fly hit the ice pick grip
Servin’ sip I trip and dip
I get a flip to sip the drink quickly think
Drugs for thugs got it rubs out and off
The boss cost you I floss through the night
On night flight
I order whiteness I right to blip like radar
I stay far in chose too hard to guard it’s a sin
It really is
I fold down around the playground
Still in school after school play ball
And stall tactics to back with
I hack split the shit like I sit on twitch
My shit gets gone lit I brawn on the lawn
I thick in the game sift through remains to blood stains
And dice games
I right to remain for brain stain
It gets blown out so show no doubt
I roll lost and found to the town
I rock round service nouns and verbs
All the shit prepare for the hit
It’s written I fit in to the kitchen so well
I dwell give em hell you could tell
I rock styles show profiles on piles of air in the careful grasp
Fully unlatched now I pull hit and dance around
Cancer found all over my body I ain’t the God see
I raps raw with law to be me
I love martial arts
You can’t hit the charts without it
Wu Tang routed
Gong Fu sounded
Loud did the crowd skid
For now this bid kill all ill
Servin’ until dawn
Realize flow you wax pawn
I’m on the John
I fully bomb remain calm
Service till you gone I flow on
On this with the farmers of the Ganja trees harmless
My arm gets harm steps for varnish the rest
I undressed and naked
You can’t take it with your fake shit
Release haters bid on slid for they rapist
I bled
Release the deadhead
I get back sled
The park
After dark I still play bark slid slay
On the mark hid with no delay
I’m just sayin’ yo
I’m Standard Issue
So grab a tissue and God bless you
I wreck crew
Shop nonstop off the hip hop till I stop
Hearts beating seating in the front row
Defeating all the slow
I read in to the flow
Just so you know
Catch a beating with this toe to toe I roll
Under control I fold up
Raps get cold duck Suckas
Bold luck with mold out the motherfuckers
I struck yours Gold pours
I roars like a lion death defyin’ I’m tryin’
To hype fly in the bird denyin’ it’s word
I 33rd I blurred your sight and just might
Dust giant I raps defiant
I tryin’ to hit
Lyin’ to set and threat to the next code
Erode to the toad licker I stick your Psychedelic
I tell it all hell of a hit with the tight grip
Don’t slip I flip and drip with this lip I spit
Bent and reject the whole set
I blind swordsman
Come with the force and
Like Luke Skywalker I talk you out of violence
In silence I while no file found for bloodshed
I make the streets turn red with my swords
Multiple styles Multiple awards
I cut cords and shit
Raps floor the four fifth I four four
Straight out the door to the core
I came before many and many still they end me
Call em Master and me I’m Master of high degree
I passed the class I like to grasp a sword
For the in toward the heart I start
I pull apart my footwork is four four
Straight out the door
Raps from the core I take this drink and pour
What you think?
We all like the mo’ spread well fed until you see the head
Flown in this rap shown the map clap and cold sap
Lyrics attack the wrath of cash from the black I cold nap
Fold a sucka fast I make the dash and flash
I don’t like to slash a fool
Everyone know that cash rule
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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