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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869274 - 10/19/24 10:44 AM (1 month, 14 days ago)

I ignite Blunts
I grew enough to true as to the school
I blew up!
Yo!
I got the cold Yin
I whole as the Soul as to the coast burning earning that as furnishing
I curve there swing up on the sing that
With the Wings I Wing Nut
You could feel in the cut all the Trees but I ski
I peel back for real
I got the real sacks as I wield
The arms
I flipped the farm
I got the blunt rolled for patrol
Cancel that Ice grab off the prefab stab as mics had
The tab
I bust it up nice dab the resin
Back in Heaven you caught the lesson
I Stress in this no Stress Weed
These Guns they Bleed Lead
At the Tree Head
I mark as fed the arc as light as a shark tonight
On sight with the Gun
Pistol for fun I count as Crystal Meth
I’m out of breath so I roll the Streets like Death
The hold that complete
As the Gun Cap
Sweet as Track that hood heat
I hold Steel and peel back
I got the real stats as a track run up the Gun Heat
CRACK!

Static reaction off the Crack Cocaine 
Lamp in the Gun Brain
I light a chain
As one in this stained with the trace of the taste of it
I base
And I love it
Like a glove it fit nice
Like Ice I Bullet twice back as strike the mic up hype
Just let me rush
Then freestyle Crush
The seed while I breed Crackheads
Light up a match red
This is brain damage sped off dead with the cross true
I spit the crew up the new style
Profile a Crackhouse
I’m about to back out and run the sack down
I Trip it 
Rounds go off indifferent
I spit 
The management can’t handle my shit when I damage lit
Off the fold the knit
Soul as crept into the Cold as quiet as kept
I fold up the Cold Crush
You get the rush every time you sign
A Gun Designed by the Prime
I shot it shine off the often
Slice in to cough in I’m about to roll dice
Split the boss in two
With the screw I could turn Blue and wax a groove
Off of smooth
This Crack did move
The Crackhouse had a blackout and all the neighborhood Cracked out


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/19/24 11:10 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869276 - 10/19/24 02:29 PM (1 month, 13 days ago)

We need Downs
The spread around
And meditate
Ground hit the bound to pass out on the mixture
I’m a fixture in the drug world
Kick your
Ass I Fast I blow class up
I’m spastic about that trash cut as mass shut the door
Before Core I spit the War
As I Gun tight and soar
On one night I seen a Gun Fight
Break out with the Sunlight
I busted tight as a spazz
I truck and flow buck as I dance
I got the chance
To list this Grass I twisted
That ass gets lifted
I Crack up the mix it in the trunk
On Herbal Dunk
I got Shrooms
I lit as light as one right as funds
I sum nights with day as I run mics
Display as the hum
From this I stun
I break the numb as for from it
I lift the Gun twitch the summit
I’m about to run it
Blacked with the strum lit the blackout
That’s no doubt
Down and out

Psychedelics
I like the mellow Trips
I overdosed until I lit on the flows on the ground as one round in the head
I Tripped it dead
And instill in the thread I locked the sped up
Hit it bled cause I Red Out
Flip the whole head out
I seen the Medicine Route as a Veteran count down
As the sound lit the Mountain Peak Snow before you freak Cocaine
Up the Nose
For flow stain on the Draino with rainbows
I clipped the dead flows off roll
Into the Soldier glow
I spit it Gold
Platinum
I need the battle axe get swung?
I got that locked Phat as a block bat
I fold the stats up
My shit is wrapped up in the flag
I roll as tag a Soldier magazine
Down with one Cream under steam
I thunder beam until one wonder dream
Of the slumber one seen in the undertaker
Flip your maker as for sake of
I relate to a dove
As rip the trace off the Bud
Cannabis Plugs


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/19/24 04:24 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869278 - 10/19/24 05:15 PM (1 month, 13 days ago)

Ganja rollback
Hefty sack
Platinum Reefers spit through beakers of synthetic until you dead lit
I light the medic
Water
That Set Trip
Into the threaded screw
What you do?
I drink Water and dip in the pool for order
I flipped a fool
Twist that
Cool
I head it up true as the bread you stuck making bacon
Kick back with the adjacent makeshift
Spliff that Space Lit
Off the trace
Don’t forget the place I let go of the flow to tiptoe on death row
For the head it blow up
Sold
Solid as I call it I Ball it
I got the follow Lit that mellow mix that into the jello
I’m jelly gas with the Fast lead it past the hello
On the melt told as belt fold up
I get it sold chuck that One Gold
Licensed Nut with the Ice in the cut
Roll and get shut out Cold
Out for Gold?
I got the Platinum old as the scatter the matter all over
I lit like Soldier

All I see are Ganja Leaves
In Psychedelic Dreams
The field outside by the house it teems
With life like a knife cut
I still and say the blades out as fade out
Rewire on higher Flipped the Gold as sold like fire I admire
A Pothead
All I saw was soft lead into a bullet bled
I pull back the trigger
I got the figure that did your hit floor as wax War on
Are you a moron?
I didn’t go to the store on before long I flipped it core song
Light a Bong like I’m gone
They did me wrong
I see Ganja Leaves and write this Ganja Trees
Exciting to take flight with
I’m writing exist in a Light Wing
I sight to see as murder degree as you further from the Sea of Green
One under the gene of the Chronic
Flip this tonic Herb
That’s bomb as word
I strike the third up
The leaf as creep that does as I chief of the problem I brief
To solve one
I got it all Sun now as crews gunned down
Lit the funds round
I just bought a pound of Ginseng


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/19/24 06:59 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869279 - 10/19/24 08:04 PM (1 month, 13 days ago)

I Tripped Shrooms
The Method was a Snake Tongue
I baked my lungs making the take it from me hug a Tree
To the burner as I turn a
Cap out
Snake up and down to Lift one sound as lit some
I get a gift from the Lift
I cycle twist one
Meth is the Shit that lit the Trip over the Wire as fire sick from
The higher I get I sweat
All twisted back and Flipped shit
I Ice as sick been up to the Green Dragon Breath as I see on the wagon
Raise the flag and I black ball as all saw the staggering One Brawl
One phone call and that’s all
You seen it to beam Trip off some Cream
I light this full steam
Dream of cleaning up
Three Piece suit Tuxedo
Rapping like bleed blood flow for the Guns you know
All lit on Death Row
Just believe me I said so
I could make heads roll

I get High Once
Make an MC Set
It’s met with the fronts
From the Sum as what’s once was a dozen strong
I buzz all along light it float don’t fight it
Coat
That’s how we write it
Antidote?
I bite down and chew it
Back and ruin the grew in the ground Grass
As I flash I scatter the matter at hand is pivotal jam the Gun
Ran from Iran the Sun as the command
Understand?
I blunt flow as brand the Guns slow up
I flip the toe up
Pop a whole roll up of E Pills
Bust that Weed chill
Still we proceed with what is nil
I Bleed
Back on tracks raced into the cracks
Then G all the standards hats that fit that brand word as bond
I scanned
Flipped it then dripped it
Into sand
The Blood flow as One flow up head to toe
It’s Set in stone


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/20/24 12:58 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869282 - 10/20/24 01:23 PM (1 month, 12 days ago)

What’s this on the track?
Coming back and smoking Crack Cocaine jet black
Spot in the step
Fact is I wreck drop the hotcakes as murder makes a break
That turner of the spot in a wake
Funeral Bake on
I flake off the Blow but these Rocks let you know

I Tripped the flow up
I rush
A Yo!
Hold up
Spit that Old Soul Up
I got the Gold Rush
I spit it must twist these reefers with ease
The teacher of the breeze
This drug is the weaken at the knees
Tracks that’s G as a flat proceed with the stats
Static back in I just landed and take another hit
I Grand flip the transnational Kick that ass with a decimal
I Set tracks on the last long from tone sum
As the Gun drawn
I light this long gone as tight twist
This Rush makes you flip
Adjustment
Came back and bust with
Another hit

My Bong
Hits like King Kong
A Giant Sized to try to win the Weed Anthem Championship
I ran a grip of Cash up to lick
Vantage point slick as I hit Tracks up
Stash into ash

That’s how I blast off
This Weed makes me soft at half cost
I buy in bulk
The Incredible Hulk
I meant it as I halt
Stomp and Bump the Jump up the front with stuff
I get toe up
I could sip it or smoke it all at once like dip in
In the kitchen I cookin’ up fixins
Written licks in the sit in class pass that
I pass a J as light display Hashish Stacks
No delay
With the Gun Tre Pound
I’m officially a witch now
How that sound?
Shrooms all around
Plus I just bought 900 hits of LSD
So I key off the Trees
Lit this to Lift with the Hit the Spliff
Dish Satellite
Mix it mad on stars and stripes
I’m white and Red dead Set
As you get it bet then I wet it
Head back in I don’t let it end
I smoke Ganja till the up around the bend
Bent as Bent Street
With a Gun underneath

That’s why I light Reefer on the Street
And practice Tai Chi
We live medicinally
In harmony with the Tao
I bow to the West where the Sun Sets!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/20/24 03:56 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869283 - 10/20/24 04:25 PM (1 month, 12 days ago)

Cocaine
Wax on and off of Cocaine
You could light a Chain
Gun under the Name
I Sun in Flame
Black Sun
With raps run
Back facts I Street Jack
All my heat is Black
With the react on a stack
That means that Mac 10 Weapon
Back and crept in
For the lesson
Professional
I let it flow so I roll
Into the Soul
I light it fold up
Yo!  Hold Up
This Cocaine soak in I coat then
I broken out with the arrow lit the Sparrow Hawk flips over
Mad at Soldier
Back in the Gold there
I cold as I old as I control Straps
I told you raps was bold in acts I’m rolled
I flip it all back and sip that thumbtack liquid
As witness the hits taken six in
Baking in the Sun Guns
Relating to Guns
Weapons
It’s all about crews crept in
I Manage the Manifest then
Cocaine

Drug raps
They all mean it to stack Gold
And relax
Chi back as cold
I wax on and off bold
For caps that’s sold
I rolled into the new world
Seen a crew url
I hit it a girl that wicked
Sickness spread
Into the head
I kick back and deadhead
Off the Trip that said Feds
A Bullet Bled me
All readily my head is cheese
Friendly
Back and wax a melody
That heat traps up steadily
I got the head if freeze up
My Trees cut into
What been true as
I Win I screw as cool whip

All blue and ask as who dip?
I run it true thick
Until Bullets blip
You heard of it
A Murder thick up
In the Psychedelic
I ring the bell and hit in hell
Wax as melt
Belt drive
I felt thrive as I dealt the Tribe
This live grenade
All fully the Bullets displayed
I Trip the trade up
You could catch a blade up
I soak in Sun Rays
Cut the maze cut
I Trip and stay up late
Or all night
I seen a Gun on flight
That Bullet you bite


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/21/24 06:03 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869288 - 10/21/24 06:43 AM (1 month, 12 days ago)

I undercut the beaker exit
Back and check shit
Synthetic Chemicals
So I chill
Smoke a Ganja Bud
Until my thug disappears
I chill in ears listen
My Sunlight
All ignite in a Gun Fight
I keep it tight Yo!
I’m about to blow up the spot
On LSD shot up my head locked
I Set
I medicate on Ganja Straight
I lift a heavy metal plate
As Set was
Back and Blood Red cause
The Blood Clot
I Set it
Smoke Pot
I read through all heads flew
Off the Grateful Dead
True
My Exit shut and nut
I bust back and trust that
As Murder?
In fact you head uh
I spit a Bird up
Word up
Ganja

Ganja
All Gold
White Gold turning Old as sold
I rolled One
I sold a Sun Ball
As One Black Sun called Dragon
Flew into on Mushrooms
I crush a rush up soon
As a Full Moon room
Split the tomb
Back and BOOM!
I relax as sacked up
I smoke it Black Top
My heat knot and gnarled
I hard to pull up on guard
My shard as tarred and feathered
Back in treasure
Sacks I measure
I could Trip as Veteran
I sip the Beverage
I better blow up big
On the spot to plot
I hot as a rock Fast
Pull the Trigger and Blast
Ganja on the run for Sun
A Bullet?
One


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/21/24 07:00 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869289 - 10/21/24 09:39 AM (1 month, 12 days ago)

A Cup of Coffee
Flashback into the Gun CRACK!
As ONE on the Map from Sun
I made it bombing run
I mob on the job as I lob hits
Over your shit to fold up and roll thick
Yo!
Hold up
I fold fifth
I Gold as I cold Map up the Strategic
I manage a farm as cold armed
Ganja
By the barn I got the charm
I roll up no alarm
Fold that
I bold as cold cut
And got the harm’s way
I tarnish as I hard as the Wet

I fully Set to pull in the threat
I bullpen
Control the Soul when I told you then
I cold brew back and Ice like new
I fully with the device
Ripping twice over
Rolling Boulder Soldier
Broke the mold as core
I bold as War

The Buds run into the Tropical Farm
A wispy Sativa
A Tree with the means to make you Euphorically Soar
I lit the War up
As I tore up
I split it more and more
Adjust for the born in the Gun sent the event
Come back on accident
I got the Indica and Hybrids
I spot a mind skip
The rewind and I Trip
I zipped up
I split it to Lift cause that’s what the Bud Does
As Sativa love
In the plot as stalks and stems I hold true as it grew fast
Grew tall
I Ball
Through it all I reach for the Green Bud
Sativa with the through as a glove on hand
This brand is the Trip for me
Light it and ski just to see the Chi
Of the Sativa
Free the mind and speak easy
Of the Kind
I flipped it rewind as I dipped into the World’s Ganja Variety!
I practice Tai Chi


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/21/24 01:33 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869294 - 10/21/24 04:09 PM (1 month, 11 days ago)

Washing
Softening
The real ring this
I sing of Dragons and Birds
Word
You could Trip a heard of the blip as cause from the sip of the Lifted
I came back on a Spliff I hit it
I mix it with the Trip and get twisted event that’s me gifted
I itch with the scratch as a contact to bomb back
All over the track in fact my mind strapped from behind I grab you and stab you
I can’t say who it is as biz as done did
I likely slid into thick of the been true as crew wick the Blue
All the fists flew
Into the U turn
I burn
A churn out the learn
A Gun come out and furnish the fight with Bullets
Pull the trigger back
You seen it sacked up believe it
I G Trip on a Speed Flip the Trees for Keys
I just suffer from the Dragon with ease as I flow magnum
Relief with the sweet leaf in brief I cold Reefer
As the feature flick of the whole night I’m lit
I ignite the Street Light on sight

Get a dagger pierced through your heart
I mark as a dark one
Up the spark plug as a thug I lit the drug
I cycle subscribe to the highs it brings mind on wings
Something someone rings a bell to
As I tell it true as a swell in hell turning Blue
You could smell death
As one rest beat in the chest your shit gets threshed
For the grain all maintain your soul is in flame
I lit the same aim as the came to rain on the Trip as honey drip
I something grip the run the sing on the trick the track
All coming back
You make a stack I revolve around rap as I solved the sound off the map
I call it where it’s found is sacred ground
Shrooms
I hunt for a specific one I got my Shotgun in case they jack me for my sack
Be kicked back
With the Shotgun I rock one over Sun
Over done with no more funds the cycle runs out


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/21/24 10:57 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869297 - 10/21/24 11:56 PM (1 month, 11 days ago)

Castaway
Your ash will Gray up
Like Hashish Crumbs from the rainbow
Over the lake slow moving hurricane blow
I been at it way I told
The blade cold
I roll in the patrol as Soul
I smoked a bowl and tell told sign of the mind changed
As one strange Trip it’s been
I sit in the kitchen
Making the trace as I kicked the Ace in
I rip it the written friction cast back as jurisdiction the map
I Tripped up the stats I saw the lines drawn
As what’s going on?
I cycle the swarm for the warm blood
As Thug as blood spilled I really drugged up on Shrooms
I like this might just take flight thus
Crews bite the dust when they rush
I heard a hush
Then came the flush of blood to the thug as cut that subtract
On fraction of a brain chain reaction get slain
Shrooms the main attraction for what’s back in I trapped the stack
Been up to black lens

She spoke Greek
Ate the plates and say in the rate of exchange the Gun Blazed
Murder in it stays Gangs they heard of shades
The fence painted tense
Intense with the left you end the Tre Pound Click Spread
One to the head
Murder Set over further I took a curve then fled
These punk asses are dead walking Red Hawk bleeding with Guns Talking
I stalk up the path
To see the wrath and blast on one Sun
I got the hum going and flowing all knowing
All seeing Eye
I’m bleeding try to repeat the Wing as I sing
These Bullets King I got the pull shit and stream
Guns they EZ I Trip a Tree all breezy with Shrooms
Create the New Moon as a run a style to pull up and light the Ganja
I bomb on yah
Straight dead calm as one from Vietnam
I Tripped the alarm
On the farm I seen a Bullet scar
As they took you in the car
For your last ride
I looked at what’s inside of my self on Psilocybin


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/22/24 01:04 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869298 - 10/22/24 01:52 AM (1 month, 11 days ago)

A knotted slug
What remains is a trace of the laced up Trip that hit
I cycle a Meth Pipe
Running the best Lightning Strikes on One Wing I sing the right way as stay
Back and sway
Under sum Minithins Guns redid

I hum and beats they slid in
You must be kidding to get rid in the lift the mission position with friction
Cast the licks in
Like this light this One brightness
I run flights all night in my Gun Sight
I write some tight shit as White hit the mix up the six buck that back
As truck rap under the tacks and brass that murder fast
As U turn a slug around and blast
One under the Sun as Run
I got the Gun and wax this numb as Black
Sun from the raps I react as heat strapped
All the bleed in to attract the feeding
All relaxed I feel in the Steel Peeling
Smoking Meth real in the wielding weapons Step to the rhythm

Meth Construction Job
Pop!
You relight a Glock on Minithins walk
I spin in the thingy thing
I grin
I light as what white has Sun reflects bright as
The bite I stab up
I got the lab in the cabin in the Mountains
Straight up Water Fountains
The Purple Haze Spot all murdered on top of the raised plot
On a dot I heard of a bird you thought as thirty third
I word up shot up in tracks that’s raw as raps come
I light the Sun up
With One Wing I stun and sting
On word as King blur the vision
Lifting the trick is the degree as Tai Chi
All the prison be is a killing see
I chill back with the will in the ill that drum fill
Write what it’s up might as cut back as flight
Tonight we Lamp
Bright as Speed Camp
Up on the Weed I got the Lantern Lit
I beam for a flip scheme as tilt the lean
Cause of the raw as law you saw a dream
As cream one under the team
Before the four four core as War bleed you
I just recede through cracks in the Concrete
On a bomb beat


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/22/24 04:56 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869317 - 10/22/24 06:23 PM (1 month, 10 days ago)

Wine and Dine
I like mine Raw
With the Spine in
The Key in the lines to sniff
I riff on tracks lick songs back as an addict I mix saw that rap twisted magic
I recede into the Trees
I come up with the Sum up it the Sun rise come with the 8s
I Trip some kinds of Blotter
LSD
Clock your head speed as Lamp
I’m from the amps as charge as captain
The hard in the start of the part of it you heartless
I dart into the charge less for fully flex on the X
I Mex as next
Make it stress challenge the talent I best in the West
Malice from the Cannabis?
I run it into the Street as span of the white sheet it
That’s why this beat heat
I could lock the Street down as clock a heat round up
The ground up for the Pounds I Locked in the lounge
I spit the sounds got the now is what’s up bound for
The town to take a tour around the War
I sound
What’s in store is round
Sun Balls and all that
I spit a Ball Cap

Diamonds in Eyes
My Ginseng Blinds me
On top of the topic as strong coffee I box lick up the scrap and walk that
I’m off the map
Steel in the cap that peel with the track signed and sealed
What’s the deal?
I don’t know you blow up the spot and roll
I tripped this cold
Freaked the spot on eat the Hashish Rock glass kief with the spliff
I knock out teeth
Go get a drink and pink
I link up chocolate in the sink I go and rock it
Flock on your Walk Hawk on
My Glock comes up in the morning with no warning
I’m about to storm in
Sworn men who born again
I torn off the ends and bent
Entrance?
I bust my way in the playpen with no delay
This Tre 8 Pound click I rock the championship
I’m about to Lamp and stick fools up for the money
While rap crews go hungry laced with 22s on a Blue Sunday


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/22/24 08:25 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869319 - 10/22/24 09:03 PM (1 month, 10 days ago)

We like Shrooms
Bumping Cactus
We take spoons in rehab
Soon I free in the lab to see it mad crazy blown up
I got the Lock sewn up
On the Block I blown crews off they spots I turn into dots
I like LSD Blotters thoughts
Of cold caught the law word as mob heard that?
I serve a gat back at the track I’m on

I light a Bong and go for Cheech and Chong
I got the long barrel 44 I cold a Gold Robert DeNiro
I got the hero
The villain still chillin’
I dance on the ceiling revealing these caps they peeling off fast
I got a Ginseng blast right now
My right to allow a High to Trip in the mind I go blind
I spot a Gold mine
As I cold rising on the spot as hold 9
Automatic
I pack static for the addicts
Make magic
It gets tragic
Why I Trip this word salad take a bong rip
I long Trip on the walk before you stalk the stick up
Lit this hiccup
Past the bit cause I kick it does that mix in the magic
I’m a addict to the dance of life
I seen it on the double nice as wonder off the device I strike pipes
Lit this strike three
It’s a wonder of Internal Chi feeling the Keys I got
I got it locked on the knock it out the park
I’m a shark
I grown dope twice and sold Ganja and Ice
I spit the flights

Catch the Meth Superhighway
As the Mind Spray
All over
I lit it roller up the colder
For the cold shoulder I flip everything lick
The quick to stick up past the kick it shut that’s black?
React strange to a Bullet turn back the page
I full of this Meth and Set without the jet
I stay in step require fire back as higher kept the next one
My Sex Gun Trip as the detect a Bullet fully in the fullest
Death come
As Sum I light it bite it back
Stack that math on top of Gas I pull the Strap
I’m light like that until Meth come in tight on the ass wipe off
I could murder boss type as hold the mic lost flights
One white in the stripes of Red and White
The Blue and the Stars I lift the bars up
I spit this charred up
I need drugs as hard up for highs until my Ginseng Blinds


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/23/24 09:59 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869322 - 10/23/24 11:58 AM (1 month, 10 days ago)

Turn Gold
Stop eating and you Platinum
Roll One up you get the Sunburst
Cash as thirst for the ash at worst
I stash the shirt in the wax as work
Black a sack turn into a Cap
I track as one as black lung
Before the stacks stung one max
I light the traps
Up on Platinum
I got the scattered Sun
That relaxation stun
I write on vacation from the grade crew sum as a blade
Tripping stated up to flipping
Back and lit the thing back up
The track absorb magic
Bag it up with a Pound I lock the around you couldn’t stop smoking Pot
I smoked a lot and flashback to the Pot spot
Amp up on the Lantern rub a Lamp and sample the Product
I shocked as clock tick run through as Brick
Blew through the Breeze on Gs
I Tripped some Skis flipped the Beats heat up

I make glass pipes
The kind for the rise in soul
Last time I rolled was too long ago for a song about the fluid
This grass?
I wish I grew it
I’m new to hits as flip right through it
Cap in screw into the ground
I need Pounds of Pot to smoke
Round the Glock floats
I chop kids off their coats
And lock down chill with the knock the block off
For that soft as Glock rose in the frozen
I flip the chosen back and close in on the system
I wish we could get bent Yo Listen!
I back at Christmas Santa gave me amps as I Lamp spread
I’m like a tank sped into the head flew
Over brew
I like you too
Your whole crew got it the Pot I drew it like a Glock
I shocked on
Rewrite this popcorn
Like Ozzy Osbourne
I right as a flight
My shock as warm as the soft for cost
Around the Block I control the Soul with the Fold
Platinum Gold
I need more Water
I caught you cold in the offering of the Glock to ring
My Glock did singing and I’m a Wing Nut


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/23/24 02:06 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869323 - 10/23/24 11:38 PM (1 month, 9 days ago)

Hit em up
Track
Exact
Intercept
Check
Heat up wreck
On the Street you bet
I thunder from the Sun
I Gun
I spot a lock up to drop you
I clock crews who
Cop through into the noose
To stop who?
I talk it true as flock flew
All right I light
Gun tight in
Like whirlwind
I Soldier Soul
The eternal glow
I roll with
Control the hits
Lick
That as exact
I write it down flat
As times that
I stack
Thunder from the map
That wonder
For the come to
The run true as one do
I stun the soon
To flew over brew
I Light this
Let’s get High
And tight this
Take flight with Wings
Crisp
Sip the drink and link
I pink elephants
For the relevance
I sell it slip the bell
I ring until the thing
Sing single
Jingle
Up the tingle
The spot I lock
I rock around the clock
As shock
Break the Block up
I spit a Hawk up
You could chalk that up
To Ganja
Word as flush the bomber
Heard of us
We touch the third rail
Bust
All hail the Kings
I light these Wings up

Tigers and Dragons
Rolling through
The land serve a brand
Of label
That cable bust
Able to dust back
Run a track must crack
The sack out to pull it
Back out
I write a white out
Till the Sun rise One down
To the tie is high as mind is
Designed to climb
In to the sign on the dotted line
I recline and shine
I come back on the blind
Rewind that
Spill a dime sack
In Hebrew that means flew
Over the two story
Rover in the way I grow
I grow with blades I roll


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869328 - 10/24/24 07:05 PM (1 month, 8 days ago)

See God
Relax and Bow
And find the Tao
And drop out
I spit a Gun out of my mouth
As people run routes that about combat
Combat infests my best
I take a shot to the chest
I brung a vest
I manifest to chill and not kill but I ill
I’m ill until the fighting stops
On my Thug Plot I release a Gun Shot
I cycle Pot Smoke
The mic will ignite as I wrote I roll dice and
I double back take a slice and sacrifice my life
I deaded in the head that bites back as Set
I wet it then expect the Veteran
To kick it letter A then blade with fade into Tao
I Bow in meditation
I Set the stage while people rage
I tore a page out
I run as sage down
The waste around the case
I make the place Great
I ship the Gun 8
I split the bait up the trait
Magnificent skate on ice and weight
I double strike wrong!
I hit the bong I triple song
As I sped it my head hit the sky
I busted an eye back as my mind react
I run this crack down as saxophone
I turn black on a microphone
I lamp alone so I don’t scare no one
Bone out and Set the route
Back to the Water Fountain as I count to ten then
I found the Tao

Fully Locked
Gold Locks
With the crops coming
The cops coming after my crops
I’m running the Ganja Scene
Shoot it like I root with the crew flip off the magic
I bag it right up back at it with a lump
I bust bump off the run it funds come from the Sun
I like it mic it up a ton
I psych to twist as bust this bitch off the hitch
I miss a mix that back and 6 I Trip
Sip that I flip cats off bat crazy lately hazy
Blades be into the State I relate candidate
I skip the straight lifting weights
Spit back at 8 I must have made the grade and sprayed a automatic
I bust it had it rabbit in the hat and grab that with a sack called baggage
I sang of the cabbage
Got to ravage I Lock the time down and I manage crime round
I been bound and gagged by the flag
This microphone had me a drag so I lag behind
Until I come from behind with the Gun Sun on my mind seen a spot run
Get the shot off
I’m hot off this boss
Light the sauce for cost as floss until you toss cookies
Rookies get shook all I hook up
I could split the book up you look up
Crook up
Cook up the most wanted from the Gun as summit back and run cold crush
I done it


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869334 - 10/25/24 09:41 AM (1 month, 8 days ago)

Exit backwards
I got a Pack
I’m about to smoke this Crack Coke
Split it back open
I wrote then to fire it up to the wire I spit it to the tired hit it
I mix it with Trip and skip twist up the licks I flip shit
Rewrite the script kick in the bass as Lifted
Get a taste
It hits wicked
I sick with it
I get the Trip ups to hit to the dust back as hard drugs
I rewrite for hard thugs
Up in this
Mic and I crush all on the list to flush out
Rub it back out to subtract route
I come and flash now
I split it POW!

Light it up take it to town I sign right up
Water on the bucks I chill and slaughter
I caught a Lamp and on that cut
I mic up crush
As such as the must have
I bike up as the ripe has the stripes
Twisted twice I mouse
Break out the house and spit the rounds up
I been around
Flipped a Pound of Crack
I like the sound of that
Smoke rocks the aftermath is chill and scratch back the record catch
I Set Trip

All I want is the Aqua
Soon I’ll be swimming in Aqua
Pure for the cure
I lit the fewer that tooth loosens screws into the truth
I seen it boost
Make a noose
Tighten that goose
Clocked a shoot back and root
Stack into the movie crack crew be able to act up react what?
Special
Burn a decimal point on anoint I bust it Joint?
I might smoke one as the folk come
But I broke Sun up with Aqua
Swimming in the fluid block true with the wick I true flip the Juice Dip
Down to loose fit I truce with the deuce?
Split that twos I Trip into the Aqua natural
All saturate with the through as set your weight
All brew Special with the mess you’re in you gonna spin
I roll dice when I ignite on a heighten I sight in
The flight when
Scoop come to troop
I spit the new it’s true I been back through the stacks and drew
Caps come pure
With the Organic
Bust with the Wingspan Trip the game up
I spit a flame up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/25/24 07:52 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869344 - 10/26/24 12:33 PM (1 month, 6 days ago)

Get the Psychedelic Underground
Wrapped around your finger
We spit the tons of the number sheets and an LSD to Street Value
All I shall turn Blue as the Sun drew near the Set in the West
I fought with the less
More was Drug War the manifest the Gun Drew over flew the crew
I sipped it true as I flipped the brew
I clipped the Wings as sing this
I bring hits back into the mainstream
I got a lean on the Green Bud the phone as I dial up the Home Team
I Lock the Cream up
As my Weed bust upstream
I seen the Gun gleaming in the light that’s one flight
I lit it right as I Tripped it
I sip that release the beam back
Thumb under release of the track

The Gun is coming back as One
I site the Stacks of the near collapse of society
Don’t try to buy a Key
I obviously seen the Street swallow up a Key
As hollow to the beat the sweet tune played into the fade
I lit the blade up
I strike as stayed up late
All night relate as Street Fight I seem too Street for crews to beat to the Heat
From that the Gun come back
I write a thumbtack as one strapped
Under the contact is bomb
I release the feature of the Trip as Key to the Street Sweep
I busted a sheet of LSD and Keyed a Tree up

I made a major purchase of LSD and Mescaline
A Psychedelic Dream
I seen in Hebrew
On the lead I flew on One Sun ripen the drum from Mushrooms
A ton
I bust that with a track the feedback
Hendrix
Tremendous I light the light in Venice
Seen the flights I take as shake the place
And write song lyrics
I steer the ship
Careers I flip in Art
As I dart past the mark I Tripped the chart
I sip as a car drive by and head as the gnarly eye
I Trip it said goodbye flipped the digits
All the Trip Heads intended it’s splendid
I made rent again
As I Set I Bent through as drew the kept clean swept with a broom
All under a Full Moon
Take a light Trip a Spoon as night flip
I on sight dip
I rip a Trip as skip the bloody mixture of fixture
As I sip pour the Trip more
A Trip War is seen as beam

I light up on steam rewrite the Cream as a Soldier gleam
On this Run the Funds toss the Gun
All on the Sunbeams
I flight in War seems like Green Bud is good for who should
Want to get into Psychedelics I relic in the foothills
And dealt with the Shrooms
A lot
I smoked a lot of Pot
Got the Meth
Now I’m in eternity flipping Death
As a Bird a Kilo


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/26/24 01:52 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869345 - 10/26/24 02:44 PM (1 month, 6 days ago)

Megadust
The Product turned hard
As a Charred Corpse seen the Sun scorch
All in the lean for a Gun source that
I run around fat cat with the black raps
I light it track that Sum as from a ton with the Streets you become
Concrete
I rock a roll up the Soul Up
Spit that Gold up
Hard Drugs got these Hard thugs as they stun your from the Soldier as core
War flipped the Door Tripped me
It’s seen as Key into the underneath they teach this
Beat fist over the land as shank on command
The brand was as sang for the Thugs that Gang was Sacked Up
I spit it back up
Land the Track the Cut that ran cut through
All Tank drew the Lamp I sank into the can that and sell it
Psychedelic a ton with the Yell the Flip the Trip Streets drip with Methamphetamine
I’m the first Hawk on the Scene with Ganja Green
I Soldier older fold your Trees in the roll yours as the Gun Gleams
I got the Gun proceed to stun on tons on Meth
I write a death piece as the Drum Deceased
Rock in a crease that Shock was from the East
I released a Street Product for you to lock up teeth
Clock the beef the Streets Meet
Hard Drugs
All alarm thugs
In the harm’s way does as the hard did play in the cut back rub the blood stain off

Water and a Ganja Bud
The forked tongue forks and fornicate with the 8 Ball
I stopped the strip mall from a brawl that broke out
I hit it smoke out
Choke out
With the folk round as bound
I boned out to sit as the flown rounds in
They inbound with the town Set
In depth I spread the rest as manifest
I clock to the chest
Hit the Ganja I protest the Ganja Law as
The Sun is law had to rise as eyes was in the sky
The river ran dry until I hit the sign the fields of dreams
As Kilos and Kilos
All the peel in I’m sealed
I split a meal ticket to quick hit up the skip and pop and scratch a record
Master
The second story left this floor heat the War up the Street
I manifest as BLEEP
I hit the creep back at night sleep
Rock a sheet I crisp as crispy cream
I split the scene head back to the team Strapped
Reheat the grease all for a feast
We locked in cease the beat back
A Gun rap on heat contact with the posse off these Keys of Pot see
I lit a lot of Reefer
Back in creeper spread your teacher was a beaker of chemicals
It’s either that or the festival with Ganja Vegetable
I set the table and gel back all stable
I bust a cable trust as enabled to get the set sail on the waves of the Ocean
I drank the Magic Potion

Edited by Solid Log (10/26/24 05:30 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869368 - 10/27/24 10:10 PM (1 month, 5 days ago)

We get light on some Trees and then Breeze
You know they freeze up
About to get they keys snatched my wallet’s fat
I ball and brought it back
Guns on the track
With sum in the back at it Crack Addict makes the magic switch
Up had it
I bag it bladed rag I faded braided my hair as stayed fresh in gear
You best beware
I’m about to scratch one off
Do you dare?
I light the player up
I stay up in the cut for flavor such as the gang we swing major
My posse in effect with flavor
All we light the Haze up Gray there
Gray hair
My sear till you cook in fear
I switch gears up
Watch you tear up
There’s your career duck
I bust back with such I cap
Made the map hazard in rap
We got em jagged
Running over ragged
Got the rag in the bag and I stab it up
I Set it in the cut
My medicine is Bud

I’m Dragon
Hangin’ off the wagon with the flag in
Cocaine lights my aim up
Same in the range lift the range and turn a page for Sage
To get the 12 gauge
I light in phase
Rearrange Set it for they bet it to sweat it
I’m a medic
Got medicine
I just burned a spliff intend to roll when
A soldier end up with the render
I send em up
To the lever duck back and bust that
Forever
We got the measure off
I soak in don’t provoke herbals broke the wheel I peel with
Straight down to steel shit
I wield steel with the real Trip
Get you faded
I’m about to ray of Sun made it
Make it shake it
Cook it up bake it
Your ass is naked I shake it
Another hit of Crack and I sum in the shack
I got my relax with heat tax coming max


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/27/24 10:17 PM)

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