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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869369 - 10/28/24 12:19 AM (1 month, 23 days ago)

This side a Set
Fluid when I screw in bend
The truth is the music end
Lives like knives
Radioactive mines
I lit some lines of Coke and smoked some
I broke the hung off the rope and Sum
The Sun Rays are beautiful on the weekdays
My heat sprays
Till the beat plays
And I drop
I fiend to stop with Heat Glocks
I rebound on rocks Crack talk that black sack
You get your strap snatched
My idea just hatched
For a razor thin match
That paper been
Off the major league
Flavor with military fatigues
My letter of Speed
Then come back and bleed
Cats they breed
I flow like seed on some Ganja Weed
Ganja is my base indeed
To taste the place case laced
I trace all heat back and made it in the shade
I break records cash in section
Down in the X been the lesson
I stress when I’m fresh I two step
Lead the Tech 9

Rampage
Red Vines
I twisted 9s off the flipped and signed
They dropped
So I shot from the hip to light a Spliff
How could I exist without reefer?

I seen a creature of the dark as shark
Splayed out all over mark
7 to 11
I write the dead end
Flavor send up major bent
The ladies and gents
Attend
I sent it meant it defend that
I bread back in stacks
Off the effect Crack Cocaine has
I got the Fast Track
On the lamp I fiend for an amp
To sample black
Cancel all the land
Ball and fans call my name


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,168
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 4 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869370 - 10/28/24 01:32 AM (1 month, 23 days ago)

The Ginseng
Get me funky
Been Been
Up to the trunk popped and Guns talk
I walk with the root of the plant as I scoot
I amp
Past the loot?
We treasure as feather light
I sever mics from the cord as scored
I flipped the forward blur to occur
I spit some murk
Out the shirt
Coming for Sun in the Gun ink
I done sink the ship
Grade this beat is complete
White sheet rain drip
On a sip I give a smile and profile
Ginseng of many styles
I wrote a hit record for a second
Cash my check

And wreck the Herbal Medicine
Cabinet
No
I ain’t havin’ it
I sang with the fifth on lift to go scavenge
Come back with a Sun track
All murder plaque off Turmeric
Ran in big with a swig
Of the brew and you know who
J on my radar I stay far back
As I attack the track on a legal sack
I be all that
Come again?
You could read all facts
All clean
With the lean to speed the spray all over Green
Bud in a thug
I take a chug the Ginseng Brew
All Lifted flew off the sick shit
Twisted
Come back and missed it
This is how we flip shit
I hit
The dice rolled
Soul Control
Lit up a bowl
I got it Gold
My Ginseng Platinum sold
To the fat chain as rolled
In the blood stain?
I lifted flame off the same boss
All my aim cost this
I boss back and run the sack of magic
Yo!  I had it!
That’s about it
Until the next time
I come back with a fresh rhyme


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869371 - 10/28/24 03:56 AM (1 month, 23 days ago)

I could see a Sunspot
Flowing on Astral Plane
A Gunshot
Revealed a thug plot
As the deal was what not?
I peel back and ran from the random attack
All the heat jack up to Speed
Under Weed we best breed
I dropped some LSD when I got home got on the phone
Called up the posse
They on top of me stop and see
I rocked a G ice cream
As one fiend for
The heat tore through my door
From the Street they flew by!
They was gunning for me
I kept running toward the freeway
All my Speed stay at bay
Until the heat spray all over
I lit one roller up
I hold his duck back and buck
In a pickup truck
I lifted buck back
I dusted a sack as I must rap
I Gun for maps the Sun intact
I got a Speed react
As heat jacked up
The wax was
A buzz as Guns does
I trouble double
Back in the mud puddle I spit a Thug Round as inbound
I relish the sound
Profound
I split it down to the Trip
I ground Got a four fifth
I light the full clip up to dump
Rip up fools when I seen em
I be the demon
Ease ends
All the beat shock the Street as we reach the bent Street
Underneath the Street Water flow
From the East a cold wind blow


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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OfflineSolid Log
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Loc: Seattle
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869372 - 10/28/24 04:35 AM (1 month, 23 days ago)

The Streets weep
At night in your sleep
The Street Sweep
Busted that creep on a Street gone
On the prolonged
I spit a song for the phone as blown out the Street Grown Up
I spit it loaded duct back as busted a Gun as one sung
All on it a ton
The Street was crying it as seen the death defying dream of the Lion Pride
I bummed a ride to hitch as switch fly
I written eyeball as my mind call me
Back intact with the sack
The Streets Weep and react
A Street keep a secret
Come back and peep it
I spot as leak with the Chocolate Speed Stick
The Street rinse off in the rain as Cocaine

I split it no fame was worth the justification
Of the Street function
As the Sun rays hit
I slit a brain up as drain
Into the Bullet a lane opened I pull it
Until they fully quit
I lit
The Street different now that I hit next your bit
I got drill bits all over the Street ill with the mix
These heat tricks
Come back at 6 PM
I split a Street then
I bleed until I get the Green Bud
All I bleed I rub a deep Thug Life
As under one knife
Your sung song is life
I hit a bong as one on
I sing a song of the Street for the on it I reek
Of the Ganja
Freak on the bomber
I got calmer
Split the drama down to fraction
I Tripped when I relit
I heat the Trip up
Street that big bucks as seek the only white sheet
Drip the Gun Beat sip the Gun reek of powder
After hours I took bloody showers
I spit for the Towers and Trees as let it be
I Set it and ski


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/28/24 04:37 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869374 - 10/28/24 10:17 AM (1 month, 23 days ago)

As my Water Drips
I dip into an unscrew Track
My true relaxed as I blew back the door with the four four
I Tripped one
I need it
Bleed from proceed to make cheese my Gun on skis
Man I love Ginseng for heat sting
My Water make a bell ring
As I sell the thing my Well dug deep
Into envelop into the creep I bust a White Sheet
As Guns from beneath that Tax Streets
My Gun keeps summing Suns as black as Gun Tracks
Flow from the under the sung the trap as One Rap
I Spit a Gun back up
My Track flows on black background as I relax sound as maximum
My Track burns back into the scrap yard as a Bullet Hard
My track solved in the Yard
I spit this charge as the margin
Into the flow I bargain from below I got the Whole Wing rolled up
Sing for Gold Platinum as back on patrol scattered atoms
As I ladder climb as phantom I back at it track the spastic max that
As heat react into the Gun Track
Water further in fact
The Street React all heat black as Black Sun

As back as one numb my slice is Ice
Double the twice up my likeness cut as shut
Does it in the guts I strut make it cut back
As One Rap as a Gun react
All the Streets jacked you all back flew into a sack of Trip Grew
Water for the whole crew with Herbal Brew


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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OfflineMystikal
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869375 - 10/28/24 11:14 AM (1 month, 23 days ago)

Creative stuff my dude.
You rap at all?
Would sound good to a beat.

:poast:

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Mystikal]
    #869376 - 10/28/24 11:31 AM (1 month, 23 days ago)

My sister works in the music business.
Everyone knows me as Miranda's Little Brother.

Unlimited Herbals
My Water kicking in the third swell
I burn a bell of an Herbal Relic
I spit it Gel hits of the fell with the Trip the intelligent kick
In the bass drum as I faced the Gun
The waste back as Sun
Relaxed Sum with the facts as axe maximum with Tracks that run
I back caught it stung for number one
Herbals burn Birds slow in turn for show and glow
Rewrite the flow as Water drip alter your Trip
I Soldier Grip
The hold there bold air warfare for the Cold to tear into the Crew
As I Set in Stew for brand new
Flag that drew down
All crews lose Pounds as the gun rebounds on the founding fathers
I bother to lose a job for the children cobblestone Streets
Guns from underneath I freak
Each keep into the peep this I freak the list the heat twist
A Gun resist
I need another sack of Ginseng
To divine as word to the wise

Bullets in disguise
This Trip it flies into fries and burger murder
All they serve a turn a earning on
My burning song for I hit the Bong
And Herbal Track on with a fat sack
I put Ginseng on the map

All my Ginseng
I scored on the born in
The Sun as morning
One Love
As burning a bit of the earnings to rub
I dub in the spot as shot up the Block
I box back intact impact
With the Soldier facts is I turn Platinum
Your World at War
I seen the Bullets Soar
Into degree that’s core
For the World to see
I just busted a P
Pop and back lock on threaded shock
Back and read it into the Glock I Set it
Back and bread it?
The Trip is what Trip you think you sink on
Blink and you gone with the stink
Of the Bomber Buds
The Ganja shrugs off
The Buds boss as I toss
I lit the cross up
Christian sauce up
I’m about to grow in the aqueduct
My posse just struck
Made a buck off the heat as White Sheet
Compete seen a seat
Bust back and heat the Street Up
Kick your feet up and chill
Enjoy the Hundred Dollar Bills


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/28/24 01:26 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869379 - 10/28/24 02:22 PM (1 month, 23 days ago)

Herbs and Water
I made Lizard Tracks
A goner
Through the ceiling the maps revealing the stats
Of magic tricks into the 6 I lick
Seen a gangster flick and old school Grip of Cash
As I burn into the stash I earn
I turn into the been through that Bullet been through a fully armed Thug
As on the farm with the Drug
I cause alarm
I heat this air up
As I say gosh darned shucks
I peel in the cuts
I make a mix and I break up
Feed the intake as I bake
No need to bale Hay at a snail’s pace
We got the tale twist in the race
As I feel in deep space I peel
Disgraced Gs all defaced and Keyed
With the Ganja Weed I bomb as indeed
A Bullet proceed through your crew
Touch you
Until you such as do what crew
Unto who?
Good luck to you

The Rain and Sun
For a storm charge
I’m at large
I spit the margin as they hard to begin
A Bullet begin to fully penetrate
Past 8 a murder skate on
Get your gold plate on a hate song
I flipped the day long
An Ace of Spades I tripped the tre eight
Busted weight and murdered over cake
I split a date down as round
A hound found your Bullet in the ground
In the lounge
Is where I Crowned I spit one down
As lit one
With a six Gun
All my tricks some as hit it till it numb
All Christ has begun to search as Rum
Keg of Liquor fixture as a day long as quicker
I mixture of the pure with fewer
Spit the newer style
For a murder mile
I honey gold Child
All my soul revived as I vibe
I split it down the tribe
Road past 5
I got the knives and guns for funds
I wax on Suns as black as buns burned
My rifle turned as icicle
Pop!
The heights still I drop I cop one
A soft rock as a Glock before Pot strung
I smoke a lot I get shot at
As I rock that rerock and Sun as Black
A curve Ball perhaps as word install
The facts is I burned and all and all
Turned out the song for a bong hit?
I long with the Kilos
Into the heat as my feet froze
It’s hot in the snow a lot for the show


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/28/24 07:14 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869383 - 10/28/24 08:42 PM (1 month, 22 days ago)

The Money stay marked in the car
Exit?
I never leave with the breathe in
I bleed in the seed been up to puffing Weed
Then I speed
I bust it back and crushed a rap you flushed after
The Master touched that
I bust rap as does as was a brother flow like no other
We can count on each other
Each motherfucker gets it large with love your
Bust on tour with galore
I lit the poor up
As a sewer truck as Aqueduct
I lead it bust back as luck has it
It’s a jagged path that wrath
I mean the stash
The money marked in the car by far
I Set it up to par then I fled with hits
Off fat Spliffs I light the Chocolate Thai
All the blood stained as Thugs remain
In the drain with Water pouring down
One busted my crown as a dust storm
I was born puffing nuts sworn
As torn in the floorboards I flip to Florida
Core I get in with yah more
I split as skewer in the check one twoer
I flip the flew your brew over Cancun
Mexico we just let Set blow
And wreck your show
My chest is puffed out full as I crush a skull
I’m null
I feed the pit bull Weed soaked demon
In the cement I be bent accent
My black meant the track rendered selective
Service before I word as fist
I burn the whole list I stay in twist with a tight fist
I’m bright as a Gun at night I sung the heights
Get strung by lights
As I do the job for the mob
I Tripped up robbed a slob for his corn on the cob
I twisted bobbed and slipped punches with the dunk in
Juice on the loose I flipped the goose steady as ready
All shoot all as heavy loot in the suit I get it every day


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869385 - 10/28/24 10:09 PM (1 month, 22 days ago)

I’m forming an LSD Gang
We tight and we claim
Set as you bet
Fully with the red to pull heat on the Street I wet geeks
In the sheets with freaks I peak
On a mountain top with a gang of cops to knock off
They botched the job
Should have dropped Acid with The Mob
I pull up Don the Mafia nonstoppin’ with Zebra Stripes
We feed it mics to bleed on types
I seed long
As I speed I busted some Weed with LSD
Hit a Tree up to G up I spit a P up my sheet got rough
I get buff ni@@as in the gang to chain
Back in the refrain for souls I shock the lane and froze
All those with flows scattered in notice the pattern
I bone this back and Lantern
The bonus I Jones just as bust that crushed
All on the map I drive out snakes and back as an ass taste
I laced the last Tree of deep space
Get yourself laced with a back brace
Until the case is won from Outer Space I just hum with a Gun
LSD Sun with the number one Ace get spun
I seen it looks like Meth Molecularly
I Set it G
On the team I scheme
Wet your dream as one Gun leans like Keys
In the freezer I bag your each core as Weed Galore
I’m in the seed form the store I busted more
Until I trip sip and hit it
Come back and lit it
Yo forget it
I just Wet it
Back and bread kick in the system
I shake and bake the victim
With Ace I strip dead on Meds the shock is fed
Through the speaker bled my name

I’m in Prison
I busted once to see a Vision front as what your mission was
A buzz back and rust off the blade as dust caps
Sprayed
All over like Sun Rays shine
You blind
In mind I got the swallow I’m in the following call my name
I Flame right up
Soldier bite the dust as a roller tight as trust that Gold Word
Birds was as War does a Hawk circles murk lurk through the mud
Number One?
I thunder sum as they come through
What’s true is I Blue as the rule crab ass can’t Fast and come past it
My last hit?
I charged as par up to scar tissue the issue to fix flew over
I lit this Soldier tight as controller flight over the hold yours
The Gold Pours into the floor I soar over the War
In core I spit it before I got the shore to shore
Steel I peel that
For real cats like a meal you rap for
I track the score?

Fuck that I’m a thumbtack as one scratch the record sectors reflections
Back and check shit to edit
The Set Trip
Back and fed it mics come Leaded
Back and break bread with the peasants
I Red Blood as Set it
From the get go I just let it flow
The Extra Cold War as Cold for as blow up in the store
Is more War before I cut cuz as buzz back as does strapped up
I never laugh was as back broken soak in the rain it does
Heal
For feel
My shit is for real Yo.

Edited by Solid Log (10/29/24 12:27 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Loc: Seattle
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869389 - 10/29/24 01:14 PM (1 month, 22 days ago)

Hits of Crack
Blaze your brain out
Run back and stay out late
That’s Meth for breakfast with hits of Crack reflect this
My Tech Drips
Methamphetamine Wisps
I sell you some shit and you get hella lit
I tight knit with those close as we chose
To lick a frozen pop as stop drop and roll your soul is on fire
Down to the wire
I hit a Crack Rock expire and black talk as walk was as trouble comes
To sum
I Bubble light in a lung I’m numb
Come back on the track and done it Dragon flag down
One round
As the sum of the Pounds we lit the Lounge Up
Mountains of Crack sound like Thunder
Gun runners hit the number up
As one in the charge as hard as the Yard Spazz One Freak Up
To seek it’s what reek
I busted over the Street to trust that relief
Cannabis Sativa
A breeze blows through your maze I rollout through
As my thoughts they drew off of lots
I kill in hot heats that Gunshots read you rocks to heat up
Smoke shock they bleed Cocked Back
As one Sun with a Strap on the map
I just relax
I made my head and Set into the Dead Zone
I hit Crack and shown on the microphone I get Stoned and Smoke Crack
The Load
My head it explode with thoughts I caught off the Rock I sought
I caught as bought the Rush and plot to run it knots undone
As the Sun Shown
Crack blows up the spot as One Roll in patrol then till it sent into bent

One more Platinum run
I’m the Sun
The Soul Controller I need Gold as Ganja bust back as I track that
I’m off the map Fast as the task is
I blow back from underneath the cracks and crevices map is
The weather for whatever
I treasure thoughts I several caught up times as mind is diamond
I’m reclined until I bind in
The time spent on bent
Relax earn a cent
That’s gentle
I extra edge back and tread Water
As heads roll the slaughter
I bought a

Caught up I saw in half
Magic Trick
Straight out the bricks
I light this flick bics
My license Trips
When I get Cash
I stash Cash last and flip flow off the flask
I write the task up
Into the trash cut as birthday bash
You get murdered over Hashish
In brief I got the third leaf and I creepy crawl
At night follow all Soul the Light as bowl
Of Dragon
Off the wagon my chances is I’m staggering
With the Gang to Ring
I sing of this thing called Wing
As King


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/29/24 04:28 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869390 - 10/29/24 06:12 PM (1 month, 22 days ago)

Brave men of strength
Each Gazan got bombed and
There's no Streets left
On the Streets I slept cold creep up with the reach
To each blood as done
Was under One thumb as the numb
Taken to mistaken
Break them
I make it great again
Until the hate did win out the day and then
It takes place in a race to the top
To see who Pops first

Stew up the brew up
Righteous with the crew cut
My crew cut and run for Sums
I just bought a Gun and rocked up
Sun Chocolate
Thai in the Eye as I multiply
I from the ton and you ride on the thumb
As I slide one in
Just one win away I gotta say
I play with the Ace of Spades
I Lit the Sun Rays with Blades
Now I fixed like live grenades
On Ice Trays
My mic stays tight in the grip
As Light Shades I busted that trust that I crushed and crumpled the map up
I jack stuff as I max 
Pop the Trunk
You get sunk
On the funk for One I want
I got it Sun in the lungs now
I rung downtown with One Round in the Chamber
I’m no stranger to the Johnny Dangerous
I flame and I bust trust that
I must scratch a record
Lust of the dust have the such as reach and grab
I got to stab up
I kick the cab up for fare
As I’m a Major Player
Put your hands in the air!

You don’t want to Bang
Crews heard bangin’ on wax
And now they strapped
Guns on the map was
From as said they sum as one dead from the bullet
Pull the trigger you figure that
Deliver tracks Guns on the map from the strap to the blood lit
I tight as shit with the hype I spit
I’m tight knit into the Ice I Lift
Splice that wire drift across State Lines
I leave you shake blind
That’s undefined
I lock a rhyme up
As the sign up
It’s crime BUCK!

The pistol bust as it miss crews truck
I don’t give a fuck
BUCK again!
This time it went in
The brain
Now they all blood stained and remain soft in the game
That’s love lost in the frame
I tight as right on the sight I hit a Bong
Trust that I BUCK back!
I dust a cap off to rap raw as all I Ball
I’m 10 feet tall


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/29/24 09:19 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869394 - 10/29/24 10:14 PM (1 month, 21 days ago)

I love it when a hollow body hum
All swallowed drugs
Light Guns up as Suns shine as bright in one mind
From One Time I seen the Light blind the eye as Gun Crime
Shot up like Spike
I flipped the mic as twisted the cord record on swords
I Tripped for sports
I grip hits then tip this sorta with this I snort
Cocaine in the lane I Freebase
Let it bleed the taste
I make it great again
When Trump lose and the funk flew all over the room
I spit Kung Fu
Until super glue like poop on you
I lit the tube up sniff glue trucks I play with
And catch a Sun Ray with a Spliff 
Word as delay with the Trip
I incite the riot squad don’t even try it
Fog bog you down
So I spit a round into the downtown crowd
And sing out loud!
GUNS  GUNS. GUNS

I strike a Terrorist through the heart
As I player with the twist
Of Genocide on my ride
I flip what I find and Kill
I bust it back until I commit suicide
I ride on the side the others hide from
With my Gun I silence the opposition
I Terrorize as my eye designed for War Crime
So I spit this line
It's well defined
Soldiers need chemicals
When they return they burn
I like this earn as strike with these leaves
I such as deceived by the breeze
The poison wind I smell in Hell
Until a murderer fell

I just bought a Kilo of Crack Cocaine
My steel flow
I wield with the yield in the fields of Ganja
Beam on a Monster chopper with pasta
Dripping with infrared
But now I chalk a Mac 10
Broke up the sack when I smoke I Rush and Load
I flip the flip mode
I Trip in the code
I switch the fold up
Yo hold up!
And then I roll up
I shot this kid over a bid
You don’t like it I slid on you too
With the Crack Cocaine I flew
Delicious with a brew or two


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/30/24 10:20 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869398 - 10/30/24 10:59 AM (1 month, 21 days ago)

You can smell me
As I sell heat up the Street I Locked to compete with the flock
I breach contract
Bomb back with a stack I got the Glock
On Prozac
I most in it coast to coast I begin this West Coast hit
I flow over
Roll over shit I tight knit
I lock it Trip
I Block to Block Soldier
Before I fold your hit up
Yo!  I’m about to split lead bug on Thug
I need drugs

All in the Steel I knew from Death Row
I spit it left you out cold
After I Soul Wind
I glow like a hymn I’m in the Bible
I shot a rival cross over over the title
I make a mic chalk as walk Hawk as my mind pull
On the dice rolled
I Tripped then Sold Over Gold
I got the Gold before you fold
I Tripped you told how I drip through
Like Coffee I chill screw into the soft tissue and be
At a loss for Trees
Bumping on my knees for something Cheese
Ganja Leaf all brief
I shot over beef
React Street
I come back react and wiped you off the map
As I Sun track as run that
From the back I light you up with. A Mac 10

I need raindrops falling
While I’m Balling Out
Crawling
Install a Wing on everything I sling slang
Heat
Gank a sweet thang for a chain
I light up bite back and strike to the type track
That’s Sun under the map
The rain makes me react
Water droplets as I stop shit don’t start it
You a mark ass trick
I wick the spirits
Into the nearest exit or I flex shit
I’m about to bat the best out the park and flex
Control checks on the Rolex
I hold for the soak in Sets
Broke Until I smoke some good Mex
I coat through Hex off the told crew to respect
All I want is respect
My heat inject
Respect that
My beam is black I’m Street so I run with the heat
I don’t want to wipe anyone off
But the crews coming with drugs running is Soft Thugs
So I shot One
I’m Locked with the Gun


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/30/24 11:29 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869400 - 10/30/24 12:29 PM (1 month, 21 days ago)

I’m starting to Warp
Water World
World Wars into the Fullest my Four Four
I pull it back to contact with the Sun Black
I Street
React to a beat
I dance on the Street for a sweepstakes winner beginner at fights
I don’t mind so I climb into the Soul smoke a bowl
Then I roll
I Tripped the Skull Out
I lit a Gun Route for these further crews who scream and shout
It’s not about the Gun that’s down with One Round
I slip it Guns I’m Crowned
So I flipped a round back
With the Heat Jack
As the Street react I bleed for
I pull a seed of War
I Tripped to the core
Then lit this World Tour
You couldn’t get more Pure than my Born Sun

I just 8 an 8 Ball of Psilocybe Azurescens
Get my weight called a trait I solve as in negate
With a Nickel Plate I sift through the riff
My Trip blew away rooms on Shrooms
Boom!
I mix in tombs with Spliffs
I got the Lift as I mic back double dip the track itch
Get spastic
Stick the Double Pump Gun as Sun that’s react quick
On a sack I spit
I’m black
With the Lamp the Champ
I cycle amps through to the camp drew the heat Banned
I flew over Land and Sea
All I bet is all the Tech true as Heat inject your Crew with Brews
Take a cruise through the Room
Synthetic
Back and Bread twitch for the exit as I Set Flip
My Set Trip


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/30/24 01:05 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869402 - 10/30/24 02:46 PM (1 month, 21 days ago)

I got mad props
For a Drug Chemist
All they’ technique
On the Street you could see it in the eyes
While the Sunrise I lit a supply link chain up
Think
I brain Stain on the Strain of Pot I got I flow Hot
Biscuits
You and I risk it
I’m the type to double up Psychedelic on this crime I celebrate mind
I clock a 9 spot it Bullet I’m in my prime
As I lock it the time I spot Trip
Trip is a crime
Lit the topic as I box back and rock the stash up
Mash up
Trip that ass off cost a last Buck
To truck
One overdone was the drug runner catching thunder from some motherfucker
I shot a chuckler
I spit a bird as bust and you Word up adjust that
I roll in Stats with Magic on the maps
I got such a huge advantage
I max on the branding
The landing in the plane
Bringing in Drugs
The Cocaine

I hope
We can all float on
Stay Strong
Resist the fist and impact or edged weapon
The Gun threat then we all Set
Bet
I eat at greasy spoon
Relax at Full Moon
The Gun Drew
As Guns blew up the spot
A Gunshot
A Gun is Hot Heat
On the Street to a Gun Beat
Thugs Sundown
I spit One round up in they Crown with my Pounds of Pot Round
I flock on a Block long
It’s the same song with the hit up
Sprayed all over Bong Hits
I license to Trip I double dice roll as Brain Drip
I take a sip and Lift
Swift


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/30/24 03:36 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869406 - 10/30/24 04:43 PM (1 month, 21 days ago)

I’m a servant of Tai Chi
Hermit
Sell a guy a Key and watch him go blind with Chi
Internally I burn into the seed I earn the Green Bud
All pay heed this Thug went soft and meditate
I loft high and dry and stay with the mind as I skip hits
Back and rewind
I max as split ticket Lift with it
I could trick a trap to set up a catch
This ash
You won’t understand the brand without the Dragon at Hand
I shock with the demand of this lost art in the land

I scratch into the diagram the plan as I fly and spread like Wings
That’s dry and it seems my Eye gleams
I Trip with steam in a long dream
My Chi Gong
I light this like long advice for a long life I spit it twice
Cold as Ice with the Heat like Flame I spit the name
I got it so I rock with that product Lift rap law saw that
Trip the cat back and mix match
Stacks
I proceed to hit these Trees and seed my name
Up in it with no aim and no name
Straight Meditation

I scored a joint
Then I lit
I got it high and I lit a coin flip over to heads or tails
I just bail out and sail out and on the way out
I grab my J from out your mouth
I smoke it down
I hit the town and drink Water
Flip all the thoughts like Birds thought of
Word

I caught a curve off the butter
I heard a cat in a gutter on uppers
I Trip the stuff Birds get it third as Set it
Dreaded back with unleaded gas
Like your ass was threaded
I spreaded the dead hit the feds missed me
I try to kiss the sky like Jimi
Till I die
I hit this iron and fly

I cast away at the blast radius
All the stay with this is just
A way to bust an MC
Trust me
I just as ugly as the bug be in the drug scene
I lit this cream up
A Yo!  Beam up
Spit the steam cut as redone
I'm Weed One


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/30/24 11:14 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869411 - 10/31/24 01:47 AM (1 month, 20 days ago)

Cash
And Water with the Drugs
All in sights as plugs I like LSD tabs
I come with the spazz
I microphone has it prone to cyclone
And wipe out student loans
I like to bone
I shone like light at night I Flip tight Drip the right Trip as I sip Liquid
I kick it
I gas up and get my ass on a truck
Right before you duck
I seen it I don’t want to beam clip your ass
So I roll Soul and Fast I cold like Grass is
The last stats I spit on Yin 
I was the butter with a fifth long
I get it 6 in the prong and I’m gone
The fork and I uncork the bottle
I love a hot model with all the shot the shoot global in a birthday suit
I treasure loot that feather scoot
The weather to boot
Shoot
I just loot the place as an Ace
I Tripped it into outer space
Then I Set
I regret having met the step in Pace
I make the Bass flip
Taste the Brain Drip
Of the Flame that’s lit


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869412 - 10/31/24 03:46 AM (1 month, 20 days ago)

I’m playing with Drugs and Guns
Like Ace of Spades on this I promise I’m as bomb as bomb gets
I murder threats over further Sets
Burn into crept into the flew exceptionally Blue
I rifle crew on sight
I flip the light on
Spot the sight on the life long
I hit a pipe
Gone
I so in a zone I phone up the bone to chuck as bust back
I write a sack up to flack
I jack a heat scrapped up on the Map
Furniture is where it’s at to kickback
I lit this trap up
As crews act up I slap the fuck out of a Pothead
To murder for the feds I heard they dead and smoke their Pot as Plot
I License to dot on strike three
Hype with the Weed I gotcha back and on from the flying saucer
I Hum
It’s murder One
With Drugs
All types of numbers flow from under the rug
I split a mug up
Too fucking rub the bucks what’s happening?
I’m Captain Cap with the Cap that start I light the backup
I spit the track up
With the sap stuck to Ganja Resin
I’m in Heaven
When I meet 7-11 with Crackheads
I write a track dead
All Dragon in the flag with the rag
I stagger into the bag with it
Written prescription for your jurisdiction
I sight the mission like this position I’m a hype


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #869413 - 10/31/24 04:29 AM (1 month, 20 days ago)

The 38 Special
You teach Set
From the Shrooms I X out
The Stress from the next one with a Gun
As Strap Sum as rap come
I back numb on tracks
With a Gun collapse the Sun
These tracks I hum on
Run on sentence as I best with the necklace
The 38 Special
Requires Dreadlocks
All heads cocked back
Ganja and Mushrooms
To be exact I act like a Magician
In position I seen in the decision breed
As Weed One
I such as come indeed
I’m always High
I Trip the sky flip
And I say bye
I Drip relight the mix up
The 6 cut bust back as wick was
Dust that cap off
I light it back lost then found
I hit the ground and came on with a flame
Rain on in the brain
I like this slain
Off a Bullet?
I pull it back and hit the practice run with a Sun Light
From the night so bright I Black Sun ignite
My track’s from the laughing One
With the fat sack
I’m always spun

All the Drugs turned under
I’m Thunder
With Water I caught it slip back
I Trip up
Purple Haze stack
I made in fact
I got the Rays of Sun Fat
As a black ass I title track
The Gun capped in the Sun
I still need Drugs as I feed for Thugs
I make a Nun cry
I spit the lullaby
To Trip the sky flip
I tight twist the mic up
I written a Psychedelic One as dead Gun
I from the head from they fed into the Bullets
I trap as bullshit
I fact as pull quick
I took a sip of the OE
I Trip a Gold D
Turning Platinum I bold for free
I Lantern Lamp and then Sun as camp
I got the amps
I Tripped it spank Nancy Reagan
Just Say No on vacation I let it flow
I said into Set the murder roll
As Gun threat
I lift a Tech
I Tripped
Respect
I fuel inject with the heat clip inspect
This freak as dead sheet of LSD
I ski
I back Hit some Trees
And flip these
I murder mix in the further service to burn hits up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (10/31/24 08:38 AM)

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