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 Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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I hit up crews at the Psychedelic Junction
Your music can’t function any more when I tore and pour it on the floor
With the War now flats you sound hella scattered
What mattered was the mushroom it’s a custom to bust soon for those who don’t flows
On Psychedelic grows all I know is trip I blow up the hip even Steven with LSD treatment
I beat the defense of the offensive I rent out lease expensive extensively
It hurts to be G this New Year’s Eve happy 2023!
I love to play Psychedelic Blues, Jazz and Funk on Harmonica! As long as it's Psychedelic.
I'm also Green Bud down with the Meth Cap with Herbs.
Love,
Mike
You could get an elephant tusk thrusted up your butt and still not make the cut
You could get stuck in a rut without Buddha Dharma to cause harm
You could charm the great snake all fake make a mistake and break
You could take out the trash smoke your stash and get whiplash
In a car accident relax you bent up to sent up
Flow free and see the pentatonic scale without fail
Play the rails and hurl vomit over the edge
Crack a skull with a sledgehammer or shoot someone with a bammer
Your grammar could suffer you got bad manner
So damn your soul to hell to rebel before you fell
I dwell in the realm between heaven and hell
I sell Ganja and bomb yah from beyond the grave like a slave
To a Ganja farmer you behave properly after you stop and see
To cop some free weed you need to bleed first and feel the thirst
I like Tai Chi
Fantastically
It has to be Chi guiding me
Backward they fast slurred speech to breach contract
I brought the bomb back and suffered the fact
Acted out latch on back it down
To lack long slow pain is to fail brain
You remain in hell to dwell
You bell ring change colors multiply duller shades of gray
You could fade in the shade
Relax and got it made
You get played
Played out on the ground by a pound
For screwing around
With the weapons I found
The 8 steps with the round circular fluidity
Of the Tai Chi that’s me
Deadly like Methamphetamine
I used to smoke Ganja on the scene
I like to smoke green bud
Answer your name in the cut
Get explained life all the aim bust but what’s up
I freestyle rap on green bud
After warming up
You can see on the green bud spirit G
I like to key in I don’t flee when I see violence
I just chill and laugh
You stupid bitch what the fuck do you think?
You cause a big stink
With your gangster lean
I love the gangster lean the most on green bud
I wear pimp clothes and my gold rope is used to choke the other sets
I flex
Just call my name next and I wrecks
Destroys microphones
I get stoned yo
Just leave me the fuck alone
I need to grow my own trees
Get down on my knees and pray
For good seeds
I see mushrooms in my dreams
I get excited thinking of lighting up
I drink water to order
It’s the best I can do I’m from the crew
I saw a Shaolin Moon
To consume the fire the flame the tree the brain
Come get it came something busting up munching on veggie
I bet heavy I steadily weed through your crew all speed drew the gun
I read true as I hum a tune I sum the gloom is for real with the steel
I wield real steel to feel you get the peel I G all I can be to seal
The tree in my heart it’s a start to get smart and Gangify
Don’t worry you can’t die from it I run hits up the squadron lit
Mix in the cauldron some shit I need to get out of this twisted existence
Poison Bubble Gum
That’s my code name
For my ho in flames
She does work on the avenue perk up
For slut
But you want it from something from thing stun to sing the gun it ring
I from the Kingdom
Where we wing dumb ass faggots who eat maggots off dead rats
I scat scittle scabobble won’t wobble on cobblestone
I get stoned in a prone position I’m on the mission
To get fixed in this game
With hot aim I proclaim myself the giant of buds
With bigger nugs than bigger thugs
Satan’s got the gun
I stung Satan’s lung with crack
I right back up the track cut
With evil lurking for Satan’s working to blame
My aim is to fuck you up
Dump on you like a pickup truck
You suck at something so I want you to know one thing
You like a tree stump
You get lumped with lumberjack damage
And can’t manage your own stock portfolio
I got you some polio vaccine
And mean green bud to smoke
So you could join the team
If you some shit
Then love it
Love yourself to death
Like scrub step in the place with ace for a taste of the magic trick
I magically skip the dance session
I taught a lesson to the professionals
Sets get pulled techs on stun
For the gun you some shit that love it
I bet you collect Social Security
For purity your fluoride in your toothpaste
Strengthen enamel
So you could ram the bull in the bullfight
With your teeth you bite
I did the dumbest thing two days ago
I lost my flow
I get it now it was a powerful blow
To my ego
My hopes are crushed
I got bumrushed at the crack spot
I got shot
I got tackled on top
I wrestled for the blood vessel
I nestled in close to a ho
In slow mo
To think better of myself bro
I am going to grow some weed
So I can feed the hungry with lunchmeat
Everyone loves to take a seat at my meetings
I give greetings to the Aliens
I get impaled with a big shiv and BBQd on a shish kebab
I slobber
I got clobbered again today
This time at the weed spot because I am gay
It was discrimination
I sold the National Geographic Magazine Subscriptions
I don’t listen to my global position navigator
I see you later after I fade out again hater
I’m Lester the Jester
The Molester with the best burn on the big bud stogie I blow freely
The cheese is disease in my easy plan
I get Iran nukes
I puke on fossil fuels
For fluid I ruin The freezer
I breezier than fleas are
I up to par
Like a jar of the Green Sticky Bomb Weed
I found a seed and planted it
Now I have an avalanche of buds
I suck it up
I love all drugs
I am like Mohammud Ali
I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
I roll you a secret L
A Ganja cigarette with the meth lacing for crusty ashes
My ass is big to swig the moonshine
I got in a bind and got behind
I defined a new generation’s sensation
I rode the inflation wave
With room to be brave
Like a slave I got a close shave
I behaved different after givin’ it up
And accepting my role in the cut
A call a white man master
Disaster came one day on the cotton plantation
We decided to grow indica
Ever since then I’ve been with yah bruh
I got pushed and shoved
And loved when Karma caught up and sawed you off raw cut
I squished a big bug on my new rug
It left a stain and I felt pain
For the bug and the drugs I was on were good
I stood wood in the butt for once
I shut up
I got it over with like four leaf clover luck
I didn’t give a fuck
I pressed you up against the wall
And started to ball
I want it all
I got in a brawl at the K Mart parking lot
By the slot machines
In Las Vegas Queens
I mean on the scene
I got a lot of green pot
And Purple Kush
I love when the tush gets mushed
I hope one day everyone grows their own pot
And experiments with breeding
It’s lots of fun
I’m #1
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (01/02/23 12:19 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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I had a fool run up on me
To stun I ignited lighted up
And righted wrongs
Heard this song before?
It’s War to the core
I born with the bong rips
Smoking as a little kid
I slid bid
Don’t know what sober is
I quit the biz
I stick shift the ace off of taste of venom
Some just end then but I just begin
I think it’s a sin
To not right wrongs after bongs
People run up in throngs
I got a song about it
I rounded up like herbicide
The cattle ride the inside
Of the loop I scoop
I shoot this trip down flew twist downtown
And all around I got the sound
Before I was grounded?
I got it now and then before I was ten years old
I sold on the sackage
I hate wack kids who lack this
All my friends jealous
I just bell and split
Safe to have seen shit
I hit hard on guard
For the carnage
That tarnish the scene
I smoke mean green
All tools
Get fueled by the bid to stay slid in
Just the beginning
Little children killing each other
Over colors and sets
With tennis shoes and baggy sweats
I jet up the block fluent in gangster talk
I walk what I talk so I don’t hawk
I chalk bodies I shot heat gun bleep
I done creep something seep in to win
That’s why murder is the worst sin one
Could end on this note to vote for
At War MCs get torn off
Life’s a trip
You could make money and get hitched
Some cinch it seem to the rich indeed
So pay heed to your poverty
And understand armed robbery
It causes problems see this money be
Runnin’ free through the pockets of the
Population on the station at the break when
They mistake and take it in like they begin
Money is a crime you won’t see a dime
All the time you click crime lick the popsicle
Tickle a little solve the riddle
Get stuck in the middle
Between the grill and the burners
You get to work further than you hurt
I got the shirt on my back
And further exact I got rap
I study Buddha
I stay true to the light I write at night late
Hoping I could wait for a little
I got to sleep hoping I could cope with the next day
The sun ray shine sometime
But more so in mind is the time it takes to make the break
Speaking to the cops on Ganja
Is like yo momma
Once I got flagged down walking on meth
Actually a few times
Mine is the walk of death
I rest after a sleepless night
I like walking on meth
It gets you hella lit
You can rap till you quit
And the neon lights go down on Broadway
I don’t play with meth
That trip is near lethal
Every time
With every rhyme
For every climb up to high heat
You ask for a receipt
And take your meth back
After near death
Most people were scared to roll meth
I know this kid who hurt himself
Serving bids
I recommend Ganja
It’s what I recommend
I’m a mushroom
I tried them and died then
I served the send and all that
I lost most of my friends
People are whack in the head
It gets splendid when I end up handcuffed for taking the stuff
I never did but this dealer on campus did
I figured out why they didn’t like the counterculture
Now I soar like a vulture
Swooping on dead meat
I can defeat any MC
Almost steadily
I’m ready for Platinum
I jack and some
Stacks get rinsed
Don’t chince on the sack
Take the eight ball or you whack
I saw a fool in the back on this one trip
He wanted to serve me rip
I said, What is your trip?
I had it in the mix
I separated from the non martial
I’m partial to a shroomhead though
Meth makes ball caps that wax
You done
Relax you stun
Tax you from
The face of the planet
Every time I balled I ran it
I jam it into your head
Leave you fed with meth
Suckas to death bleed
From my Tech with speed
Pay heed to these words
That I manifest when I suggest
You cap meth
It’s dangerous and you gonna die
So don’t even try to back out
With your sack black rounded
You get pounded into the ground
Out loud with the profound
I sound like a pusher
I shush yah in the bush the blur
From curved straight lines
Every time
I serve the sign to
Suckas with the dime piece
Get swords and win the awards
In life with no strife and some ice
I rolled the dice
$$$ is code for Tree Of Life
In Heaven I drink $$$ and eat Hashish
I blast leaves and fruits
I loot and suit tuck in the shirt
I work
WIth Hashish it spell complete relief and paradise
I spare a pair of eyes peeping me
Still sleeping I’m creeping into your dreams this weekend
I blend Hashish types I have to try to fly at some point
Light on fire
It’s the joint
I don’t like to smoke I point and eat Hashish with the soil grown Organic fully krypto
Don’t bitch at me below zero
I’m my own street hero
I peer below the scandal and I vandalize Heaven
With pee pee on the seven spirits
I locked out fear this
$$$ is the ash making no mistaking
I’m baking later on bro
I spot a whole block
Chalk up to rock dust Coca
Did Bill Clinton Inhale?
I get stale old on Coca grow mold
I might soak once to get bold and dopamine
Clever lean with the width and technique
Coca speak to me
Broken in reach to free be
The scene I lean on on lead strong
Release until dawn
I re on it I like to stay lit
I serve and fit the stick shift
Riff tricks off glitches and stitches
The Somewhat Psychedelic Coca
Is a rope your neck hope tah wear
You get scared if you a drug novice
My progress at the bomb fest
Relax and on stress I the best
At the music festival I burn hole through people
No sequel no equal nothing quite like it
I reach for the Coca as a psychic
Prepared for a hype Gong Fu flick
The Gold Breath Of Life
God has it perfected with no spikes
For max energy
The tendency to come to life is real nice
I like Gold cold anytime
I like vitamins in the plants
Rich with proteins the fans of these are vast
And far wide
Everyone who tried can’t deny
That God does it best
A Christmas Candy Cane
Down Gold Lane
Juice for the Gold leaf tre not deuce
You get so loose you loot out
And any other route you take
Just isn’t the same
Drugs, Water they all fall short
Of the Gold Breath Of Life
I might get too high
But don’t overdose
But come close
No spikes God helps you strike it rich to the max
Fully wrapped up in Gold just like I told you
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
When the axe falls down
We frown on those who don’t close and kill
You could be chill but still not warrior
I tore your heater out of your hand
Your brand is bland
My stable capable way I pull is unequalled
I freak fully I’m not a bully
I decapitate I like to lay them out straight
I fought many times
And my rhymes track closely how people whack
I got it in the sack for flak I react calm
My bomb drop unstoppable
Unless you at long range with a firearm to engage
I get everyone in close
Suppose we both locked and froze up?
I close up shop with the sure shot
I blow up spots
I hold fold at the caught holdout the pole with the blades on the end
Fully Military grade that I send
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (01/08/23 10:41 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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Mushrooms and buds
Cash and Waters to finish you up
You been to be fin up in the cut
Shake your butt
Your booty I scoot booty off the new scene
Gleam with this Mac cream you dissed
I twist one sun I brung from the demon lettuce
Let’s not forget it’s the wettest tax your head clips
Like reddit I edit I said it there
I tear up and within this shut out business
You left with no doubt
To begin this use Ganja
For a few years to calm your tears might flow and you grow so you know
Once you begin the mushrooms you start to see your tombs clearly
Dearly departed, we charted this chapter after the master lapse
To word tax and hung birds by the neck in check I reflect
On my decision to make incision I just listen to your shit
My shit is lit I stick it in the head murder dead said murder bled
You want to murder fools after shrooms all witness pack tools
Donald Trump catalyzed the end of the World
The Credit Bubble is unraveling after the Donald Trump Gala sing!
Donald Trump! Donald Trump!
What a chump
What a punk ass
Hold him to task and he get blasted
He wouldn’t have lasted five seconds in the Bush in Vietnam
I stay calm because the bomb is dropping now
The World how it unfurled is like Wow!
I never imagined a credit bubble could stumble and fall
The wall is coming down
All the other MAGA around will make sure it happens
America First got shit crackin’
Cut us off from the World sure was happenin’
I’m a Globalist
I fully dissed Republican Mark Tricks
With the trick up the sleeve they deceive with economics
The bomb exists
Inflation will cause panic widespread
Famine among the poor, homelessness
Sure the bone thrown to the dog with no meat on it no feed in the dish
My COLA is unbelievable shit on my Welfare hit I trip off it
I drink a charge
Murder is farthest from my mind
You are blind and behind in rent
You owe me a cent
For every time you went over the line
That’s a dime times ten million
I be killin’ you in the pocket
You jock it the disease
I head your cheese off
You ain’t got no cheese and you soft
You lost in the wasteland
Understand it’s the brand
I lend a hand to some
But not if it’s holding a gun
Understand?
Where it come from is the strands
Pulled together into fabric
Like magic a craftsman
With her hands
Is fantastic
I landed a job with the hazard squad
Pulling up in the fog and smog
To take a toke no joke
I get paid to get high
And study why I get paid
In my eye is the blade still to this day
Bird up word up
Bird comes from the Bird seeds
Bird breeds hatred
Some mistake for aching heart breaking apart
When you Bird up you dart
All across and far and wide to take scope of the land
Bird take command
Some say brand but I say in hand
Flap your wings and sing
Execute the fatal sting to ring true as Blue Bird
The 33rd is Blue
Gong Fu is fuel for the pool party
Might start me in the direction of broken down section
MCs reflection on Bird is a chirping sound working round
All hurt thing found in a stinging clinging state
Like air for the hook Bird look for worm
I squirm and know better some Bird bled your neck cries
In the eyes the Bird tries a Bird flies all the ties of family
Branded on the hand of the Bird
Bird is the word
Pumping it up up chump thing a run around
The flood come sound like tidal wave
Water behave for the oughta be brave going anywhere
And every hair on your neck stand up when water come
Like this water exist for the fist?
I think you missed the water point
A water joint is water anoint
High King the water make you ring a bring a dream
Just like it seem water and me are a team that gleam
Water and some cream on water I scream
All Water Got You Hachoo Sneeze
Water evaporates in the breeze
Water up to your knees
I got to water my trees they grow big buds know
I roll on buds for the patrol water fold up
I’m Gold and Platinum duck
I rappin’ some struck
The shucks G and be Country water freeze
Water make cheese in the flea size micron eyes
For water spies
This water never gets you higher?
You a liar you never seen water
My comrade and I are glad that water ended the dry
Spell at the end you bid water farewell
All helpless render you alive
To dealt with deal these wheels peel
Easy steel to feel impaling in your brain to say in
The game when I stain blood red
A murderer said he head out
Take the dead route
Get a head rush and shout
Clout comes from stun the hung sung song brung wrong
Off it you often soften loss in the game
A murderer’s flame remain lit sound it quit
I serve some shit
Further hit
Bust a budget to rub it in the club with the gun with extra clips
I take sips and flips I trip a rip off the hitch
Found in a ditch you a cinch
I got the wrench for the bolts
Folded colts sold your ammo volts to command slow
As halt it’s all your fault
I got the problem solved
Everyone involved agree I twist the job off
She was a Psychedelic Virgin
Her version of the World was strange
She failed class snitched and caught ass for days
I drop Acid and Play with Peyote
I smoke the co cheese
I play with disease too
Your diseased crew needs mushroom
I flew in the two seater
I beat your meat for you
I tore blew off the slew of cough from smoking bongs
Virgins in the thick fog
Bogged down in a swamp
I romper Room some spot some fool on the block with a tool
Drive by shooting
Looting Polluting all who the King?
I seen you on the swings at the playground
A Psychedelic Virgin can’t move the crowd
So where they at now?
They must be a square with an arrow through the skull
I hit it full
I shut up the gun up in your face for a taste of meth
I need to smoke weed to death
Every breath is a toke when you pack the party bowl
Pipes I blow I like to patrol the downtown section
Blood Ace Red Daggers
Caught this bag over your head
Kicked your ass instead of killing you
I be willing blue
Willing to sing the tune so soon
I consume the fuel I rule
I scoot you to boot you off stage
In a rage I come off on the page
I’m a sage
I murder for the ages
Your days been sliding by
I ripping while I’m dripping
I’m skipping class
Served an ass
Ask me how and I task you clown
I throw down
From all around the gun sound come loud
You could get hounded round did
The found kid dead in his spread
Instead of lead filled up
Hit his head and sped off in the truck
You can’t fuck with the big boys
Hit the toys like out of noise
Employs skid to do did it
No you didn’t!
You witness this the distance flips
Trips on the list to quit this
I bitch kiss a fist to you the bitch kid
From the crew
What else could you do I rule
I have a pool party
And start me up
I don’t duck a sucka off
I hip toss the cost is the sauce blend
I get it cost to end
I send this splendid
I recommend it
I defended the title
Successfully repeatedly and vital
For the rival to try suicidal
I can’t fight ya’ll
At city hall
Let’s get drunk!
I love a beer but Tequila makes me weird
I flashback not exact but I rap about trip I seen
I be in the party scene
To start me clean
Will and team with the lean on some cream
In a dream
It seem like the feeling is the real thing the latest hype
I swipe my debit card to pull it off hard
I scarred from alcohol
I down to brawl in the bar room saloon
I spoon a fuel cool into my drink
Yeah spike it I think with some shit
I don’t quit there
I light one up see the glare from the cherry
I scare with heat so take a seat
And watch the pros drink
Chinese Laundry
Scared you long weeks ago
You still haven’t recovered
I suffered existence
Thinking about plugging your head with lead
I know you gonna come back with the gun
I run shit like sun lit so I done hit your ass
I pulled up to the stash house
Where you got your stacks countin’ cash
I asked for you when you answered the door
Then plugged twenty two slugs into your core
It didn’t take any more to solve the problem
I’m a peaceful dude and you ruined the mood
Always fuckin’ up the party
You started me up
So it’s just your luck
To have fucked with a master
And owner of a Chinese Laundry
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (01/17/23 10:29 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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If happiness is a warm gun
Then I’m gonna warm one
Swarm on son
Shoot him in his head till he headless
I medically assist the medic
In chillin’ after the killin’ fields
Each yields
Wielding weapons gets you rep in
Jettin’ through section
You guessin’
I learned the lesson
I sex in the stress bend
Around to the ground
Caught a pound
Off of lounge
Chill relax
State the facts
My act is black
I got a stack
I Mac
I rap about caps and gunshots
I null spots until head rots from violence
And won’t stop till I hear silence
I like to rich up
With cash in the stash but
I hit water glut
Sucks to rub off on some brothas
Who suffer from theirs
They bare and too wearing and tearing
Staring people down with a frown and no clue
Not understanding themselves their mental health suffers
I shudder to think of the discovery on the brink
Of another be stinking reek of the skunk
I thunk about it
Run around it
Gun it sounded loud and thunder
Lightning stripe
I wipe my psych
I like to smoke pipe
I’m a hype and smoke freebase
But I chase the Cannabis plan with this
Do damage with the crisp
Hundred dollar bills people kills for
It’s a War!
All chill with wax spun
And sunk an 8 ball
Relax sun
You gonna brawl
For it’s facts done
So hum a tune so soon you be in doom
It’s no holds barred
Get scarred dead or in a coma with the medical diploma
I stone yah with the herb
But you fucked up and swerved on me
Get ready to get your degree
Let’s see you ski
You get a palm reading just for bottom feeding
I speeding on your seedling in the window
To kill slow you grow real old fast
I smoked up grass to the task to outlast
Servin’ cash business with this
I go the distance
So what’s it going to be G?
God as my witness
You gotta have one of these
Wu Sign I throw up mine
To define a generation
I’m sick of knife brawls and vacation with fist fights
It’s a sight to see you
Drinkin’ beer steerin’ queer
You die in fear and in the rear end
I send this
Tremendous punishment relentless
Leave you defenseless
You get shot
Rot your knot off
You got a knot and slaughtered
I bought you water here
But you tear for a beer
I love to kill you dearly
Real smooth fear me
When you run up you get done up
You something stuck on shit I mastered the hit
I just decided that I’m a weed smoker
I don’t fuck with hard drugs the loc stir
I blur a curve that’s unnerving to serving fiends
Gleams in eyes beams what you try and seed till you fry
On Psychedelic I hit up the OZ of mushrooms die in C
My rhyme’s G until I P you hit up flee
I mic these E on raps cap a fool slap him with his own tool
Know the golden rule
You drooling on tracks
I come back with fat sacks of Sativa
I believe yah when you tell me you smoke major weed sir
I like to concur fully with the bullies
I pull heaters out the Fullies with my AK I’m cool see
I rule B on a stool I seat you see defeat
Beat your meat and feats of strength
To gank the length
Before you spank
The Sativa
Hit it up feed the soaring weed of the breed
We have need for the tropics beyond just mango and coconut
They grow some of the best stuff
But it’s different than indica
I been with yah waiting no debating over if Sativa is a great thing
My debate swing back and forth of course for the portion
Into a portion of the handy sack my fanny pack can’t handle that weight
I set it straight Sativa is great
I get cerebral like no equal any bud is see through crystal clear no fear
HAHA! You can OD on tree so smoke it free
It should be almost free
Don’t tax it is all I ask kid
My sack’s big to bigger I don’t pull the trigger
I need to smoke more Sativa. I can't write a good Sativa song.
Love,
Mike
Hit it raw dog all out your cog is the wrong job for the tool
Look at the fool hangin’ cool by the Subway Exit trying to left switch
The hectic off check list I deck crisp met hits with Tech switch
Flip that fat cat and sat on the map for the cap it happens that
I scratch the record any second to check it I stone cold wreck it
Destroy it a toy with employment for enjoyment my coin wet up
Appetite right on sight I take flight and light through the night
And for the whole fight my might ignite the hype is on type of bong
Song sung it’s strong to begun the stinging sum hinging off bringing stun
With Ganja grown under the Sun
Do the Blue Sundance!
True
An avalanche of fun to the Sun I’m under
I wonder who doesn’t want it?
I from hits I done split
Become lit
I sum shit
Off of awful crippled existence
I’m the shit in this
I twist one so my fist grow
Lean on pro
No need for that to flow
I show and prove
I’m so stone groove
I light up to make the smooth move
Try all variety
I dyin’ to ski pole
Lead role in the school play
I get this every day
With cash money
Straight from the tree
It’s the gun in me
That comes out permanently
When I Sundance
I blaze the OD
You get stoned?
Let me see if you thrown down prone
On this cranium bust
Trust that you put down
Like a clown you smile
All the while liver bile active
I slap bitch up
Truck rope is no joke
I thought provoke
I toke clones of steady
I’m heady
I sing deadly melody
Just let me key
I be captivating
I straight in the weight hinge on
Binge drug addict for magic
It’s tragic to see you die
From overdose
I overdose why I comatose
Broke this joke
On the cope with smoke
I like to OD on Psilocybin G
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (01/20/23 05:25 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Conflict in the Fighting World Gong Fu
Over crews, brews and Shirleys
You could curl heat and still no compete
Fool drove a tank into rank and homie blew it up with bazooka
I loose leaf the kief off vacuum seal
Each appeal of the THC is unique
I’m a geek until it comes to fighting
Then I writing lyrics
I steering ships anchors away
Like I was in the Navy
I run a battleship up the crip city
Drip Gangsters off none pretty
You can’t git wit me
Red eyes red ties red lives off deadhead vibes
I trip
Sink a trip
Figure stink
Brink of it
Trip with kids?
Never this
I trip kids
I flip lids of grass to kids off of task
Master management
Damaged the structure of much more
Capitalism
I’m in prison
I envision the gridiron in football
I flip a city trip
With small farm town manner
Laughable grammar
Their accent is so thick
I can barely understand
What’s coming out of their lips
I stick a trick in the country
For something keying me
I’m the only one violent
The sucka crews remain silent
I trippin’ file in it to tip cows at night
Rows of corn
It’s hard to rap about more than that
I skittle skat off the bat roll fat and lump beef
Attack the whack
I sacked up so I back strut
The gun clap when I serving this flack
I’m an OG so I ski hit a tree
Break the tree off and keep skiing
The snow soft
I go snow blind trying to relax recline
When I get back to the cabin
I grab my brain on the mushroom train
This train roll down the track
It carry cargo
And I master the farther I go
I run slow
A fool function slow in combat
Novice
As soon as they promise the Lord
Their sword raise easier
They rap breezier
MCs sound cheesier
It’s a disease the punk ass
Folded up fast
Few can match this or outlast this
Gong Fu drama
I send a message to Yo Momma
I banged
A fool stang
Like nothing hype
Something might
Break like his face when I ace
Just a taste of the medicine
Foos I can’t let you into crews like dat
A fool dap so his jack is backslid
I cap kids for Mac bids on tricks
Sip a thick shake
Never make a mistake or you cake
Take up space on the planet
To ram it in
Begin to sin the devil grab you
Stab you and taxi cab you to the hospital
Where you die slow
Just so you know
You ain’t got flow
Let an MC show you
How it’s done
My crew just begun
Crab a pass all fast
A sun burst till it’s drab
Got a scab to tab up
I rap but I attack struck instead
People got thick head
Rappers bled
Servin’ Federal
This vegetable isn’t edible
It’s conventional
Sprayed with poison continual
Fertilized with death chemical
I sent you to full of life
So I strike three
I might be a ripe tree
I’m psychic with the hype split up
Divvy the treasure from the expedition
My mission is on condition’
It’s a War of attrition
So listen
Get your sift in the max security cell
Where I dwell by the Kitchen
I fixin’ a good meal
For real yo
I’m an organic hippy rapper
I snap a cracker in half
Faster than I do math
I solved the equation
It takes a hippy to trip me
I flip be in lost chemical hell
I rebel with the mask
I wear it on my ass
I pull up passed
The class to make the dash
You can’t outlast
I made a mistake
And dipped into the apple supply
It’s no wonder why I upset
The apples was sprayed with some death
It delayed my training and entertaining
I can’t concentrate on the main thing
I work under pressure
I can’t measure the test you endured
I hope you cured of the killin’ floor
All Rappers been poor once
No one fronts on a homie
Yo I’m lonely
I’m lost up a creek with PTSD
I can’t manage the hammer hit my head
And damage the brain
Murder explain the fact
On why I act
I sack of potatoes
With late dead flows
With my toes dig in
To the venom
I absorb shell shock
All shelled out the box that I dwell
You can tell if you talk to me
That I razor sharp I be
That MC who blackballed stalled and called names
I could burn up in flames
My brain is the lane dead
Murder instead you heard of brain dead
I had a wedding with a setting Sun
I brung up strung out
Fully routed I shouted out
Not about it but bout it bout it
I clout with fist
I can’t get pissed
It’s fully case dismissed
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (01/21/23 06:53 PM)
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Hollywood
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Cousin Coca
Do you light it up to joke you cope with broad strokes
Of the weapon step in
You chill and anesthetic
Got prosthetic leg after powder kegs blew up
Do you screw in the duck?
Rule in the tough?
Through smooth and to the touch
All crews they stay buffed
Something such as the mood it influence
Rude kids to beware and stare at the white wall
I’m prone to brawl when I max ya’ll on bomb threat
I did meth suggested Coca
My smoke hit the Ganja Rope off
I broke soft crew is lewd as joke raw
Exclude
The thing it ring coral a stinger with wing bat
Fold in stat for the black steady
Get ready
This one goes heavy
Crack Smoke
Short for the folk in the tokage
Smoke a broke kid out
For the reason
No doubt
I’m the blue bird stealing swords words wielding
More swords bleeding the feeling thing is believing
Is seeing I say hey there bro chill or you got to go
They move too slow so I cut the below the waist
They feel the taste it sound misplaced but gangsta
Is all over the place
You have to keep a gangsta laced I embraced
The sword culture from the moment my stoned style
Didn’t falter I rock of Gibralter I Walter Wheeling
Feeling the sting of a tip I’m wounded I soon did
The foo back exact with the sword rap award
I’m black and blue my crew is from the zoo
We practice to attack this defend hits and send the
Fit to the enemy whoever that may be
No way will I ever flee I like to see death
The feeling is a step of fielding the call
That wall to wall carnage is the hard fact
I brought the swords back to life
I wanted to do high dose shrooms more
But the War was on and the shrooms didn’t come up that year
I was drinking beers constantly
A teenage heart throb
I pulled a slob off his blow job to turn cog
The mind work I jerk
Like Johnny Dangerous I flame to adjust
On the gas range till my head bust
I got put down in the lounge
I scrounge up hits my bullet flips
I zip lips and pull it like crips
I trips
I’m sick I get a quick one
Sometime gun rhyme
Full of dust and the cussed out
I blushed out of rush route
My clout is shout out
Steady flow eddies of current
I murder bit serve a fit
You heard?
It’s thick
Caught out the window a flash bird
Grindin’ for furs and diamonds
Thrivin’ to stay live in the game
They caught a Wu Tang Blade
Fools had to get slayed
They get sun ray Play with skid
Do a bid shoot a lid off with no sauce
The cost was high hit a dry eye for code name Shy
Sly and the stone bought a bone out the zone round
The corner where foreigners played coroners slayed
Dismayed by how frayed and old the rope was
That shit broke cause a fool choked was dope because
Of the way the play was just on lay away
A fool stay away
Learned his lesson stop guessin’
Just cause you fresh in don’t mean you the best when
The black thought rappers distraught over
Caught you in a Range Rover
I need the Ganja euphoria
Way more than the corner store for brew
Your whole crew did Meth and didn’t knew know
Blow doesn’t solve like that so
Scat
Skittle
Skabobble
My wibble wobble
Get job full
Of the smog smoke that you pull on
I like my Ganja gone in the kitchen
Servin’ a dish and my taste buds delight
It’s out of sight that Ganja
Your mom was the bomb on Ganja
And sung a song so long ago
She understands it so
The story go
Did you think you could flow on Methamphetamine alone?
I been in the zone testing spirits for ten years
My fear is the scream that murder seem out the window
So get your mind blown
Hook up with some of this smoke
It’s no joke
Top rank like soap you a skank
I bank on tank lyrics fresh and flow def
The spirits
Don’t tear drip shit up
The spirits
You was made to be filled
With the blade you can do amazing things on
The spirits
In Silat we got
The spirits
It’s traditional
To be possessed and pulled by
The spirits
People fear evil
Spirits
You could hear it still don’t come near it
The spirits
Why you try to rear end
When you could send with
The spirits
Everyone cheer for
The spirits
In Tai Chi
We like to relax be filled with
The spirits
Small Circle Tai Chi and Bagua
Is the favored medicine and all but I like
The spirits
I’m filled with
The spirits
I saw a Gong Fu Flick
That was ill
It sent the chill up your ass until last night
You couldn’t write lyrics
Dissed you feel pissed
I experienced the Gong Fu
All true so to do this
You gotta be the rudest badass
With no fear of the class you pass
Busted task for the disgusted I mask
The odor of the dead all sewn up until the head
They lie prone on the ground
When I get around to it I’ll dispose of the corpses
The squadron was baller
At least six feet taller than a one foot midget
The digits can’t be calculated
I salutations on the visit
Let’s get down to business
We wish shit adjust but you bust on it
You long to sit still you ill
I gotta kill at least ten policemen a day
Every gay guy loves me
I don’t even give hugs for free
Except to chicks with big tits
I’ve got a death wish I said with my fist
On the last task threw a twisting double dragon
Now you in the body bag again
Walking the trails rings gold
Out the mold I hooked up Fission Bomb
It gets you all the way up until dawn the next day
Every Sun Ray Play for the way it is
I handle Biz I max for the practice on the last hit
I ask for quick speedy recovery from bleeding
Seeding stars from afar I broke this ajar on some
Ganja
I made a gold guitar record with the step in it
I set to make different
Isn’t a bit up the fail for a rail to come up stale?
I bailed on fools I can’t act this with practice
Fully Functional you can’t match this
So git up and dance
While you got some hands
Understands?
Leather caps still until
With better raps I fill
Statistics with met your heat to exist gun claps with
I mathematics I happen with the witness
From the bitch trigger happy who trick bitches with this
I went the distance and released fitness
Like quickness I sponge up
Smoke pot? You straight lounge in the cut
I gut a strut for stuff
I got an old dirty speedy shirt I’m buffed
I rushed through class
Ask that your task flip the flask of gold
Straight until you old
Stay bold homie!
Slice em up with a smile
On the file from pile droppings
Copping lots swings the stop gap measure
Was a treasure for you
So your crew stewed up the brew
Got this new
Sound so true but in fact
I jack a sound off the Worldwide Bound
I clap a noun out the pound
For the ground I won
Sung song brung the hum along tune kids
Flew fits on the shit it’s some gift to
Strangle Mangle until you finish
I diminished the bitch in this with
Professional limit tested
Don’t flex kid
I seen an early meth tripper who isn’t Jack The Ripper
He dips there switch stare and who can compare with
The awesome Meth?
He started hitting up trips when he was 16
He doesn’t have the gleam in his eye
He plays guitar and is quite a cool guy
But he wants hard drugs!
I try to influence and pull the plugs on that shit
No one can resist the Meth
It so in step with Death you have to check it
Reflect back and wreck it sack with the rest period.
Dot fearing gettin’ shot was all they caught
The Mob Boss Fluid Cost you so don’t do it
You don’t want to see bullets
I pulled fully so everyone a bully
Who still does it like my Cousin is dead from Heroin.
I blow up like the Human Torch
Seen a Scorched Earth Policy
Meth is the only living organism
Left in the Universe
The Hearse pull up
I got a burst of energy and don’t give a fuck
I’m up
Up at bat
Splatter your brains with the gat
Kept fully intact with my hat on
I like to raps bong hits
Serve and fits
Still and say shit
Isn’t lit a Legal thing?
With legal swing?
Nope! You get the illegal sting
My advice is to legalize Ganja to Save Lives
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (01/29/23 11:15 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
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You will get high
Train
And experience the firecracker Steroid
Like the Bulgarian System
You pump natural Steroids
Constantly
Handle it responsibly
That means you stuck inside
If you go out
You gonna serve a fool with drugged Gong Fu
If I was you I’d stop training
I quit blowing glass and smoking pot
And it took me 9 months
To be around people again
It’s the truth that I recommend
You don’t train on drugs
HA!
I willing to stay chilling with the thugs
I taught a twig a lesson
Snapped him like one
My profession
The lesson of twig is brittle
You just a little strength
The length of you makes it easy to break
Make no mistake you are a twig
I smoke on a cigarette all day and play
With rhymes
Harmonicas crimes I delay in the 9s
For I slay
I smoked a joint
Forgot the lesson
And stopped stressin’
February First was a 2-1
That’s the lesson of meth and
The suggestion I give to kids
Is light that grill up shoot bids
Do the skids and
Peel big wigs back
Fully intact
Act like a Mac Truck
Rolling over ducks
You stuck without the cannabis
But no one can afford it
So you don’t have a chance!
I answer the call
Of hard drugs and ball
I blow the lid off
The sift saw raw stuff unleaded
Deaded a murder arm embedded
In the etching
Sketching bring the singing in
Bring the chorus in!
We smoke weed!
Chill out indeed!
Fuck speed and all that shit I quit
I almost throw a fit when I lit
I bit a rhyme a crime was to smoke a dime
I rot in line before behind I blind and grow unkind
I rock rewind my bind is evil I teach people
The sequel gets ill I filter each through until
We smoke Weed!
Chill out indeed!
I got the bread
I’m deadhead and clock some medication
No relationship on the inflation tip
I bust vacation rip up shit
Torn it didn’t I went to War simple with
The wrinkled fatigues
I got murder up my sleeve
I clock some cheese
We smoke Weed!
Chill out indeed!
(The chorus repeats 3X each time)
I like the shwag shrooms trip
I got busted a lip on them
I wanted to pollute the system
So I fist in
Execute the twist dance until midnight
All right…
We pickin’ shrooms up in the sector
Pacific Northwesterner
I found these growing in the forest
I’m a great florist and used to buy
Cubensis in California
I was born for Psychedelic
Anyway,
To tell it these shrooms gave me a hell of a hit
I got so lit I quit
Stab in the yard on guard
All the kids need trips
And run out the Yard so hard
I caught a charge and picked
With a razor and plastic bags
To carry it
I picked major weight
I skate on tracks
Murder is just the facts
You haven’t tripped?
Lit in the eye you die fast
Fully tasked with staying afloat
Your boat almost sunk
You dunk in the water now
Like Jesus Baptized
I speak lies
Each teacher dies
Fronting for the size
The victim was stuck in the back when
The sack fully emptied
Don’t tempt me
I cause a fatality
I rally behind the nerve
And all murders served
I to the curb with shit
Fully hit up
Rip the trip up
Your lip shut
Duck or you struck
By flying projectile
You’re in a lower percentile
And I can’t smile
With you around
So hit the ground
I cock it back and give you the Crown
Chakra opening to shock yah
It stop yah completely
Just like defeat be
Can’t compete with the Water
I taught yah torture
To more get it set it forget it
I don’t sweat it I bet it
Leaded edit the credit
Goes to the medic
Who shed skin
Denizen of the Dark
Marked and parked
Stark naked
Break it
Take it high
All made in the dye
In the wool
Bull I clock a null
And void annoyed?
You a sucka toy
Every girl and boy play with
On the A list my brain rich
I stain red in a ditch
Swish his wish is to dish it
Six Seventy lent it to me
Skid rent free
I dent a G
Non competitively
Incentive to approach the bench
For your sentence
I got an adventure
In store
Release you from the War
Want more?
Check out Psychedelics
I scorch on the porch
I have no remorse for city slickers
My name flickers by candlelight
Man I got Man in my sight
I light up right stuff
I might bluff in cards but not martial arts
I clock some shock run the stock went up and down
All around you found people
Like sardines you packed and the equal
Is you act tough but manage stuff diseased freak here full
Of country livin’
Small town given the good friends
We all are
We all know each other and go far to be kind
There’s no crime I rock a rhyme for drug crime
Servin’ time in long line earnin’ dimes
I got inclined to blind with the skip hop and jump
Roll over a punk ass
All the high school kids respect me
The hunters with their rifles are deadly
Ill as ever
Like I was pattin’ down leather
Beat breaks forever
Still it aches to make MCs make
The break it takes to win
Be champion of martial arts
Serious to shoot darts
I top the charts
My parts are coming loose on the deuce
Before you act smart
Get high collect the loot
Damn!
Homie is fueled
He get the rule skid
And tool and safe bid
I heard he lost every fight
Before he learned
So now he’s all right
I hope tonight he won’t kill his wife
We gonna hype will and Psilocybin
The whole tribe spin the rhythm
With the dis in is prison
I can’t listen to this shit
I got the vision
Coffee diamond chips
Psychedelic Remix
Hip to skip to
This crew release you
We don’t meet crews halfway
We slaughter them wherever they lay
We smoke some hay
They on that shit
Servin’ dick brain
Call it switch lane
My beat stain with blood
Showin’ service in the mud
I pull a dub sack out in the club
Smoke it down with security all around
Now how that sound
I reach the ground floor
You could go down more
Into the basement
The replacement is the freebase
Cocaine laced with PCP
I put the flame to it
Remain screw head
I deaded on tracks
Plus I serve until wax spun
Just for fun I pull my gun
Show it to the Sun
And pray for some
Good crop of Ganja and stop there
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (02/01/23 12:55 AM)
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Hollywood
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Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
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All I need is a dope beat
A hype heat
Something sweet
Catches eat the catfish in batches
Latch this on with matchless
Till the dawn I’m on the set
Bet I don’t sweat forget it Tech leaded
Instead it hit your head deaded
It’s dreaded I fed it medication
Soft like stain blood brain blown out
Thug
Pull the plug I rock a dub
You in trouble now
On the double
Wow!!
How that sound I rock it down now
Like brown cow
I been around bow I lounge proud
To be from the Hollywood Hills G
You could head down into the city and they gang bang
And tried to lit me up
I had some trouble with guns and drugs
Knives explosives comatose it’s close to death
Each moment I crept the concrete
On this bomb beat
I’m the Master
Called Blackthorn
Ride the moonbeam down and gleam
The moon seem strange today
It looks gray I decay my day went smooth
And I groove
I have a loose attitude
I clock the boy feud
In the country
Something to see
Cowboy around ploy to get my cattle
I left a decoy to rattle him in his saddle
I said “Let’s Battle!”
At that you’ll pull stunt for front to get enough
Something one on the struck torn
Morning to you
I move easy to this boom bap beat clap snap
I rap I have a lap for victory
To stick with these
Crops caught a disease
No cheese next year
No beer
You could steer down the path and laugh
Trying to get this kind of Cash!
This mushroom boom!
Crush you into your tomb so soon Psychedelic
Help you tell it LSD is visually distorting
More again send you to ends
I bends warps and for sport I rock a court
Of the fort Knox Gold Blocks Bricks
Something thick to quickly rip Gs off
Finding to flow soft I am the boss
On this lost with cost for fish to flesh out
Rep round my pound fell to town spell
The end I lended coin toy in this
Avoid the hitches that flips twist
I hit thick quickly bit sit up to lit tick tuck
I’m in the muck when I stuck I roll up
In the four wheel drive my song’s alive
I thrive and tribe is record for a second
You thought I left it bet hits set trips
To death wish I left it a cinch
Hold it to the stench you wrench up
Contort like it’s a sport I sort through dirty
I work G I hurt be in this for the first feed
Of the business
You witness the distance kept
I slept on it too long I do it until it’s all gone
Your whole crew could grew and not knew enough
About stuff to rough up a custie
I bust beat about beating codes meeting modes of operation
Through the station on vacation there’s no relation
To space ships takin’ off breakin’ the atmosphere clear
Of fear the Cosmonauts are robots now
We have the technology how I bust a growl and prowl
On the Lunar Surface it hurts to explore space for my ace
Is the place the wasteland is Earth the Earth is cursed
By Human and brew man in the stew and you could represent
Your crew and it drew command for a second then we saw you flex it
Now you get your checks bent
I’m an internal martial artist
I dart with fist I rock insane exist with plain flame
My brain is distorted I make a fortune when I torch lit
I extort hit the floor with fit game tight remain in the fight
When others knocked out lights out it’s all about fighting for some
But for me it’s meditation
All I do is drop I beat a cop a beat box in the locks for stocks to top
Out and clock down then the rapper meant to have spent his money
On some gun heat
No rapper is complete without drugs to beat the lump sums for fun
It’s the run with the fun twist the knife is life I rock ice and shot dice
I cold as it roll with fist fat cat hold in the missed you there
Where was you? Your cuz brew up the stew in the back for the sack
I rap street tough each thug release plug for the reach of the snub
I love a gunshot I roll pot nonstop and hold drop in the air for you to stare at
Realize that we don’t bold stat with the maximum some relax and done
I come from the street the street meet for this greet you at my Sifu’s
Smoke speed grew with true concrete I bomb beats off the wrong seat
For my ticket I stick up the tricks buck down but I out of town for that now
I have to prowl the surface I lurk in the business so what is this?
My fist stuck the bitch bust my nostril I’m hostile I clock rock styles
Profiles I smile every time I pass a crack pipe to my favorite hype my homie
Like dat yo!
He hit up a meth ball
DIrty brawl
Servin’ beef to get with ya’ll
Hold that tall order
You sort of been in it to win it
I begin with fresh knife jabs
Murder stabs
In the back of Taxi cabs
Gettin’ served off of the haps
Flirt with violence perhaps
I flap my wings
A sucka stings
Punk ass brings
The heavy
I’m steady
Ever ready
For the lead heat
I bust complete
Jump you out your seat
On this murder beat
Gettin’ in the fleet?
You bet
Murder is set for flex
Turn it into Techs
I get the sex on X
All of that and then the rest
Still heat hex
And got this for the death
Topic
I’m the best
Flippin’ a Indica
To a Sativa
The dream feel seem
Like a beam of light on sight
Came through the night
All right
We got scope chill and coat up
With soap suds we slip through
Hard Drugs
Pull the plugs on thugs who motor tugs
Around the sound further down
The lounge
Pounds of Pot and Hashish
Causes blast heat furnace
You learn it’s the learned but
It’s still cut
With spilled guts
Will and truck heavy
Medley steadily flow readily
Your head will be blown
In the zone
On the phone
For all alone
I got a home style
Profile
I all the while
Get it Gold child
The sold style all told I hold on
Tight to the bong
I shock a G off of P
My trip style I see for miles
Coming down the street
I have to greet sweetness with light
My rhymes you bite
I close in tight to fight
I write rhymes
Excite with 9s
You’re blind
Murderers come from behind
To sign the deal
You squealed
I peeled the caps back
G all the sack stash
For fee ya’ll I relax with cash
Got this math done
I spun on murder one charges
My largest is by far the hardest
I charge on meth
To death Crept
Slept on Tech 9s
Get in line punk
Your trip is chump
I kick a rump behind
In a bind
You press rewind
Servin’ fools for a dime sack
That’s whack
We hit up weight
And stack paper that’s fate
For the majors
Let’s drink Tea
Kick it and just be
Chill like G
Ski
Gets the folds out your being
Relieving many ills
Gong Fu still spills
I smoke tokes a long time ago
I don’t like to smoke bro
But I eat Hashish
My raps deceased people
With no sequel
No prequel
And no more people left in the steps
Without the Ganja breath
The flames crept
Up
Your Tech struck from the said dust
On lead bust
Still ill and will for a billing top killing nonstop
Criminal
It’s minimal
Still flow slow
From head to toe
I relax with the old folks
My Silat lock has my swords and spear on top
The lesson is lost
In Tai Chi my style is cool and redefines
What mind is
My mind slid
On this kind of bid
I like to get slid on some shit yo
I’ve got the double mint gum
The Wrigley’s Factory still operates
On top of plates it smells great
To set a date to skate with the great crisp
Herbals
All nocturnal these herbs will burn you
In the set
Don’t settle for second best
Collect that check
Inspect and respect
Heed the heck out of the warning
You storming in begin to spin kids and shit
Like this
My mic dissed the lips of MCs I take trips
I flips the whole distance with this
My shit sticks in your head
Gone to bed your rap’s red zone
Ill prone to bleed another clone
Smoke the bone and get stoned
I’m all alone
I get a call to ball so I sprawl
They want murder
I heard ya’ll and curve further than the brawl
You used to
With your juice crew
My deuce slew
I call a gang truce
Out the beef stew
To release crews
I’m so sick of stimulants
I got a grimace to bust raw heat with coffee
Off me
You could find G
In the behind the lines
I rot 9s off
Sniff lines soft
Of the Meth
Famous
Stainless Steel Knives
Lives takin’
Fake to bake in
I take in to win
Mistakin’ MCs
That flake off
Like dandruff
Rappers act tough
My brand is the rough
Cut diamond
Relax recline with the Ganja
Some time again to send
The Form Mind Style
All filled in file with the children
You get killed in fights with these
Still when disease
Struck
Release the whole ruckus
I stuck with a bitch ass in my class
I serve him up Fast
Blow a glass pipe out
And reroute him with Ganja
Just like Yo Momma!
All Shroom
A deuce in your Meth Tomb
You could conflict trips
I rips up to skipped records
For flex it’s just a feeling
I’m revealing
On the M.I.C. wielding
Ceiling fan spin
The plan is to damage the soul
Relax in control of the facts
Plus you stroll
Catch a cold and go fold
Up a sucka ass
Flip him like Grass
I got the Pass
I Outlast in the Stash
We got the Hashish
I task reefer
To teach your kids
Like beaker
Experimental
Glass Lab
This shit proven they duck the jab
Slip Slide Ride into the Circus
Of Martial Art work this
Kids jerk just to stick with flips
Of the hurt bitch
Service
MCs get nervous
When they don’t got it shot it
Slide by you like a rocket
I tried to fly through
What’s in your stew?
Cannabis Magic
Resulted in tragedy
For your Mafia
Stop to see the hard shit and far as it get
Kids wet up on Ganja cheap
In your seat you can’t compete
So kiss your sweet ass goodbye to greet
Stare you in the eye
I don’t want to see kids die
Prevention
In the detention center
For writing a letter
I get your kids smoking’ this
Light up crisp struck the wristwatch
All of it got tossed
Call it the boss
Awesome in the sauce when the clock tick
I still in it fit
Thick trips lifted flips all over the last ditch
To twitch stitch up head wounds
Go to bed in the tombs
I said rooms you bled in soon as fed with a spoon
In a cocoon I made the boom
Got this high noon
Rap is a ruin
All crews in deep shit
With that shit peepin’ it
Releasin’ trip
All bleep out the wit of me
Sick to see the shit that be
Written spit in
The kitchen is a dish with cement
I’m bent
Dance with the devil
Released rebel
Made metal by Meth
Tragic to have it crept up
The rep tucked with Tech strut
The street block
Like beat cop
I beat box
Increase toxin
The socks knocked off when
I rock send the forgotten
I shot in the head
Slaughtered dead
Top til he sped through
All brews true as that
Fool in a rap
WIth stool pigeon
Givin’ the livin’ is easy
Breeze flow through trees Gs be
Disease free cough off lead
To ski tree seed planted
Rancid with your drug habit
Stab it grab it flab fifth to duck rich rock the stock switch
Notch in belt well it sell it tell it take a hell of a hit
And cancel twist dance
For a chance romance the plants that money can have
Solid like acid tab I struck thunder in the lab
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (02/06/23 02:07 AM)
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Hollywood
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Posts: 3,785
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Blew my nose
Eat the Chinese Stir Fry case closed
Extra Spicy
Dice rolled heights be controlled might be
To take the toll
I fold up
I gold struck all to bold
What’s up?
Are you truck?
You got the trips?
Dips skips and flips with witch’s brew?
All ill in Gong Fu
Write this who fight twist up the fist
Stuck ignited lighted lightning stripe
Swipe the logo all been told home bro
Release Gold sold and cold hearted
Warm hearted just to get it started
I charted raps darted?
Get your facts
Straight laced in plate hissed like snake
Bake a make a bun sun one poly
Wall heat up by golly
The folly isn’t funny
All gun heat bust complete to stun see
I greet
Meat the topping on the pizza
To freak yah I reach for colored art
I love the Grateful Dead
Live show all in the evening warm glow
Receiving the hold on this poetry
I packed so much taxed heat
Backs beat like spanking
Thanking sagging pants
Gangster avalanche
WIth no chance
I grew up in the dance hall
I called the tall one
Like a beer I solved gun
And revolved from
The wallet with the tender
My gender is male
I beached whale
Stale
All inhale the sacred smoke
Ganja broke
To the left the stress left you
Reflex to as check is this who
Come next?
The best food was dressed with the stew
All from new kids on the block to rock
Around the clock nonstop
Not even stopping to fight that’s awesome
Delight in topping the shocking thing
Rock crews ring
My gun sing
I brung it to swing
I get clubbed with the drubbing like a King
And left wing
Always with the follies I jolly good
So shocked it’s understood how I flocked
And got clocked at fast speed
While smoking weed
Sativa
All cold and bitter
No glitter this is mushroom lit here
Slit fear with rich career in stitch fear
To take the high dose
You close to going down for hours
Towers above the head
Like you bled instead you get dead
Brain go insane refrain from making blood stain again
Rain fell you could tell an LSD
From a tree from a speed line to a rough dime to some rope twine
From cocaine to blow by name go in the fast lane
I’ll explain later skater how to rate fear on a scale
I pale and about to die I bail on the eye I came ya’ll
With the mind to maintain steer around the incline
Mountain fountains of youth up at the peak
Seek these and thou shall release keys
I deceased freeze inhale all the jail bars
Hard and gone tar I’m overdosing
Coming close and this mushroom is no joke and
I the smoking gun who won at the War
Catching the Grateful Dead on tour
Courtesy of YouTube
And I’m chill
In a good mood
Life in a fractal design
Inclined signed sealed sealed dealt heartfelt
Peeled the bell rung
Sung the humming ringing
Bringing swinging the rhythm
Given the position to listen to the Dead Crew
All lead spewed out the gun
From Gangster rap become became
The name of my generation
At the Gas station I freeze froze blow my nose
Lit the rose
Petals dropped once I copped I stock full
I rock pull out the stops cull
The null from the Dead Skull
I Red Bull
I head full of bled ulcerated
Head grated like cheese
Freeze diseased keys like these
I breeze in the trees wind wind
From behind I’m blind I reclined though
Still and flow slow
As long as the creek speak
The water freak me
Make me heat and see
The beat speed seed the stars
Up to par gone afar from the path
Suffered the wrath
No need to ask
If I’m up to task martially
I’m partial to the Grateful Dead
Thanks everyone with a 3rd eye!
All crews formed is normal
To take a wormhole to the edge of the Universe
Ill released like a bursted lung
Tons of drugs was the plug
All tugged on the shirt a kid want some
From home to stone
See UFO flip flow
Tip toe
Through the rows of crops
Stops this
I lock fifths up
To talk shit
I rock lit with top spit off the copped tip
So rip on it
Trip till it gone in the head
Everyone bred for fame is famous
In the lane just to explain to the dust
I catch a flame and to the touch
I feel pain
Burning learning and churning
Constantly mixing tossing costing someone
A ton
For fun run for a humming
Summing one all begun to add mad and radical
I had it fully the bully pulled me
Aside to collide with rawhide
I’m blind I mind in the kind buds
I recline does the rewind because
Of there fuzz trying to bust
I don’t trust anyone
Except my sun The number one
Done type
Off the drug hype
And downs to wear the crowns
All the crips tripped and lit up
Sit up to ripped like duck
On Acid the flask fiddled the task riddled blacks discriminated against
Whence it came
I’m glad I’m not black in white town
Oh wait I am
I scan the area to care for yah
Scare beware of this flair I tear
Get the air cut dropped off of shut
Called cut the sunk ship
Swim down and all around to scrounge up crown
In the lounge I lounge proud to be down
I’m out loud and sound frown
To the town
Got this clown in the lost and found
I found God in a wad of Hashish
My cash beef I smoke reefer creature
That eat your Hashish the teacher
I on LSD I freeze cheese in the diseased breeze like a sneeze
With a cold I golden so old when I scolded I molded then
Bold till I expend the end
It come sum one
Conjunction
The function
Was to munch on the bags of snacks
All murder tax was the acts to relapse
I saps a tree
Relax and free the mind
Unwind completely
Jump out your seat be heated
So beat it skid kid
Put away your heat
Then we can meet up
Cheap rate
Get it hate the Tech
I left the rest with the test for flex
In checks I Mexican Pot Smoking Toking
Choking on bongs
Joking about how gone is open
To spoken about from it route
Shout out
Run down the list
See who twist what’s missed who got dissed
Who should and who shouldn’t
Who couldn’t
You stood up with wood cut
Fully shut I tuck one gun on me son
I don’t pull it unless I see a bullet
It’s fully null and void my toy was gone
When I got employed in the avoided
Soil skidded ridded of the bidded lid flip
Stick trip to rip wrist twist the joint
All high anoint to a point
I got the joint
Little boys coined the phrase
What set you from for days
It stays like this
I don’t have to be psychic to mic the bitch up
Amplify his cut one thousand times and nuts
All the ducks blown out the pond
I never lose my calm
I throw the bomb
I fully on the palm trees
That grow by the beach in Cali
Slaughter was my daughter
My partner had her when I was 16 on Water
I caught Slaughter acting naughty
I caught raw heat off a busted sheet of venom
Stopped wearing denim grow hemp
My rope is hemp I’m dope
I cope with it by flipping broke switches
The misses with the hits flips your trips until you twist
Up reefer
My teacher was Mrs. Ether
Making Gold Hashish Oil
I boil some under the Sun and don’t run from the enemy
I gun down street sounds pops and bangs explosions
Join the crowd
The synonym was a noun
A verb is word up
Heard your truck pull up
I do pull ups
And spun tucked weapons
Slaughter was the lesson as taught by the Professionals
It’s apparent I sit strapped and ripped up rap
Blue Birds in the sky
Don’t act shy you want to get high like the Sun and without a gun you frozen
I chose in my way to stay martial partial to no play now way like Sun Ray
I refrain from blading up kids run lids of grass gunning up was in the past
You assed out of luck to struck I don’t give a fuck
Anyway
Blue Bird was special word
I cursed and dispersed like the worst kind of time I rhyme inclined to blind
The deaf and dumb relax rewind your head is in a bind from
The deep relaxation the Blue Bird achieves nothing up my sleeves
I fought disease and won
Sun get it numb like opponent stung and bonus bitch was all alone and try to stitch
I wish it would go away
I’m not allowed to kill it so I just don’t top bill it
I still hit I’m lit on tunafish I dissed you
With your fists grew weapons like Blue Bird rep in this for breakfast it’s a festival
The rest I fully undone like the Sun
It’s a catchy tune I hum
I rock for the Order
Won’t say the name like flame on tape recorder
I sort of stare out the window
I catch a glance of kinfolk
I been smoking weed my whole life
I was going to die and picked up a knife
Played with blades all day
Each time I stay at the Holiday Inn
I feel the sin from within I spin around
Rips off the frowns to clock pounds
Of pot
I smoked a lot
I reek of Meth a step of death release my cold breath
Make it hot got a lot of that guy
I don’t wonder why I have the thunder in my eye
I try to stay high all the time I’m blind from the sun run dry as I become
The child of the gun profiled in styles while I file in line
I like a dime on down the ground I got around I been there
Most been square
I dare you to eat an ounce of shrooms
I’ll do it again I consider you a friend
You bend completely unseat G
Leave the Ps frozen
If you chose in you can keep your clothes on
Damn that trip is strong
You got to get it gone
I release crease all grease you had stab you up in the lab
If you grab I like to have you ran through and cut you
Spill blood like some fool who was uncool
I rule
Took you to school now you in a pool of blood
Service through like one run on gun sometime run rhyme
I need to get rich again sink for the stitch and then
Practice Tai Chi while smoking some weed
No speed in the lounge meaning Meth
I like the rhyme the Ganja get my left hand did
I’m branded Wu Tang kid I bid high release the dry eye
I got the fly lyrics round Christmas when Santa brought be presents
Came down the chimney and all that shit don’t kid me
We all know Santa is real he just stay concealed
In the north pole we release stroll off the whole load
I be bold and cold way I scold
But back to the lab yeah
We hit Psychedelics take them jabs I pass the class
With flying colors all duller shades release fades into the distance
So get with this plus hit tons of pot fully shot up like product
With the rock dust I know I trust I grow the Coca
I toke rush blur burn see vision turn incision in the gift and
My homie in prison who turned me on to crack
From rap there’s no coming back
Don’t serve yourself a cap
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (02/08/23 03:12 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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I’m in Prison For Life
For 25 to Life
It’s Life Like
I strike Life off
I might gloss on a soft one to hot gun run for fun to spun a murder one
Begun to Sum Suns
Buns bake
From outer space great
Heard in debate that your plate is fake
I will and stay take it butt naked
Some crews shake it make it break it
Always related to Suckas gettin’ faded
I’m bladed
The main limit is the gimmick to trip and hip slip off the cliff and die
Answer Y in the eye I don’t plot shy
My Genius I can’t deny
Between us I get real high
On my kind I blind
In the signed deal
Wielding mics steel crown hype feel down and light it for real downtown
My pronoun was ground steady
Left the Eddie currents
Murder fits in just right here
Over a beer for fear and shed a tear
Most don’t can’t and will not come near
Flying indirect
All the homies connect
With 8 direction steps
Taking the hectic mess
And reflecting the test
Cold checking the set
Making Mexican food the best
Relating stress with the festival
All Techs get pulled
I sulk sully on the gully for full heat
Compete in my seat to greet
At the meeting
Completing Gong Fu defeating
All others reaching the limits
Of the digits I frigid cold dragon
On the wagon I tag in the sag then
Fully amped on kinfolk soaking the rope
I have a gun smoked with my toke
Sativa to be yah I reach hurdle
Jump over third through the lens
I recommend Gong Fu to all crews
You can’t lose
Don’t bruise in your shoes
I dance, romance and take no chance
I’m highly advanced I ants in the pants
Make em fans of the style
Wild profile
I go for miles
My child is the homes
Busting all alone
On the phone with full grown
Making it known
That mind gets blown
I for real in the zone
New to relaxation?
You hit the station up
With vacation tucked away
In the sensation you play
With hay smoke
Eat a mushroom
Drop an LSD tab soon
To spoon drugs is thug shit lit
On the quit hit I sit up to rip truck
Weapon tucked on the scene
The gangster lean is extreme
I clock a bean to smoke
Tropical burns learns the cerebral
My people is searching read through
Magazine new variety
In my city we rarely get it
Don’t sweat it
Worldwide legalization is coming to the
Breakthrough coming who could resist the twist
A joint for to anoint the style my profile I smile
All the while I pile up the record stacks
Listen to music while I wax poetic
I said it there
Don’t get scared
It’s blade tracks coming to facts on
Meditation
What you find first in my Egyptian Tomb?
A fat crispy sack of shrooms
So in the afterlife I can shoot dice
Play big feel the fear to peel the wig back
I get jacked
I rapped about it sounded down did it again
Came back then
Released the venom I end em with the spread
Fully blown head
Brains all over the road all the goats herded
Word did it vermin skidded right through big with their brew
Messin’ with crews gangs stews they gang bang
My gun rang so I don’t even hang with fools
I’m on the shrooms
Graphic Violence
All Gold sold and told how bold they strike cut pipe swipe the hype
My mic froze in rows it shows how blow is the load lid show his cid and fled
Remain dead on the ground from the pound forever now until he come clown
The crew is down until they bleed multiple stab wounds proceed the shot freed
Some pot smoke the weed indeed rock this speed Meth 8 steps with Techs make 9
Rewind in a bind I recline on the dime smokin’ prime real estate date the greater
Later dude you scooted shouted shot up polluted rock cut with stupid shit
Who’s the fit fluid as thick screw it don’t do it come through it with the rude skid
Your crew hid out when word word of mouth said I was coming as summing
I gunning for the humming fun and it stun and sting oh the horror is this thing
The Horror
Gangsters eat meat
It’s proven that sweet crews eat new in the nude with their Uzi drew
I stock up on tattoo ice cream
It’s a nice dream to double team a chick
I caught a movie flick where this cool dude inserted a big clip
Now I need to do shit just like it
Hype to strike bust dyke bitch for the twice crisp in fact
Your murder game is whack when you aim
You just supposed to slay without delay
Now you causing decay in the orgasm
You cause a spasm in the great chasm slower than a phantom moves
Through the grooves with sweet moves
I’m sick of your sweet crew
Fuck You!
Organic tastes better
It gets you wetter than a high school sweater made of leather
You sweat in, the more the better
Don’t forget to wear clothing
People will see you stroking with all the nude dudes
I shoot hoop and scoop
Coupeville is my favorite place
My favorite ace is a War Veteran
I’m better than them at martial arts but not with a gun, see I’m smart
Like a ton
I know to run from any sniper who’s hyper
I bust a windshield wiper
And dodge viper strikes
I lick ice twice as thick as a brick
And smoke a Thai Stick
Hashish was the sweet
All signs point to it meet me at the crossroads
Till my head explodes from sobriety
I still be trippy and flip heat sticky green weed
Is what I need
I burned out speed and the plastic mentality
Cancel chi session for the fresh in the test of Hashish relief
I briefly deceit see spell it out completely
Like defeat be I nice and easy
Take you down to the ground
Lock you like a clown in a box with his head spinning around
It’s what I pound the round for to crown more
Around 4 pm
I cough up phlegm but still relax when I’m in
A Hashish smoking session in the sector with a vector steady and ready
To head off 20 years of sobriety
I learned Tai Chi
I actually did and it’s not funny
People put money down
And I see it all around
I got the ground floor button hit
To town tore with the hard martial art War
I score and pour soul to roll
I got ahold of untold amounts of Gold
I fold up a mediocre boxer
I talk snot still I write a rock song
Smoke a bong and fully prong out
Tai Chi was the route
Murder is about to happen
It always is the captain
Of spanking walking the plank and tagging along
For the song I wrote I sure hope people listen
And get in a position to at least and maybe at best
Learn basic self defense
Blueberry skip to cherry wine oh so fine
Rich spirits to tears lit by a Vietnam Vet
Who spilled blood and jet back to America
They tearin’ yah up with slugs
Said now he stands the pressure with
Blueberry skip to cherry wine oh so fine
I said I’m crippled yo!
I take life real slow
I shot dice control the soul
No one understands how hardcore I roll
Blueberry skip to cherry wine oh so fine
I harshly deal with the peels who wields the weapons
Get fresh with the feels for wheels on the real yo
I kill slow to show how killing is done to a bro
I head to toe master has the faster caster for parts
I chart and hit history sick story for thick glory I rip roar see
Hit the glory and more heat complete with gore defeat
Any MC who challenge me
Spark better than better than
Go to War for adrenaline
I be lettin’ then to spread fools tend
To cool it like jewel rich in the uncool
Sparkle dark pull out the crystal
With a fistful of cash
And made the dash to the stash house
For Ganja route
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (02/11/23 12:27 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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Money
Guns
Drugs
Once you’ve passed the basic level
That’s all there is the rebel
I am
I slam a jam up the man to make him understand
We land ashore and tore your military to killing it
Still in shit get in thick fully equipped to strip the weapon
Get to steppin’ then
Let us in
We love our
Money
Guns
Drugs
I’m a proud chef
To stress with a nice dish
I wish for feasts to share
I’m never scared of the kitchen knife
My life depends on my skill
I prepare for the King
Wing in this with the sticks
I swing begin to cook again
People didn’t fully understand what they were dealing with OK?
I play all the instruments perfect
I’m a one man circus swallowing swords
I get the fork to eat with
I beat chicks up who try to take my seat trip
And speak Hebrew
Who knew?
I glued to the TV set
My rap is fresh
I death wished a fool like Charles Bronson cool!
I go to school still
I can’t pass a fake $100 bill
I have the willpower
To withstand the Tower of Babel
And I smoke the powerful drugs
They call them Kind Nugs
Kind Nugs
Kind Nugs
Kind Nugs
My Jesus piece left with the East with the diseased fan of Beast
I creased my khakis I rap sheet
Bust a back beat
Clap on the song makes it complete when you smoke a bong
I wear thongs
So I’m almost like naked
I break it
The anus
I play with the remains dish it up for everyone’s supper
You have to suffer first though
Maintain the thirst glow
For roll
To take it’s toll
I stroll through the folded up rows of clothing in the store
I buy some shit rely on my stupid grip of cash
You get fast thugged
And smoke the powerful drugs
They call them Kind Nugs
Kind Nugs
Kind Nugs
Kind Nugs
A country boy
Do em all off backwoods style
I seen you smile and burn a spot
Load up the Glock to get on top nonstop
Burn a flock and jerk what’s talk is
Biz is for with these kids to flip this
So witness
I dis bitch
You a trick
And couldn’t handle the country thick
Or thin begin to see
I light it up be
300 miles
Between smiles
You get shot fully stopped up with lead
Servin’ plus you ain’t fed
Swervin’ down the road
All toxic my rhymes rock with
My wit is grit in the city lit with lights
You could see these rhyme fights
A cat splice up Y junction
For the function
I die one day
To say a slayer elected for mayor
He rage your style
With the flavor
He’s your neighbor so you can’t complain either
We need Martial Law
A martial plot all day long against the shots they take
Bake in the sun on water and some Ganja Bud
I like it Southern Comfort in the best country company
Of a nice Chinese Woman this Valentine’s Day
We practice Tai Chi and just let rhyme be
My Mafia connection with Shrooms in college
He was an entrepreneur
Pure
His knowledge of the game was the brainwave
Stained with the way
We need Psychedelic dealers
Who kneel before God
And do the job
He sold good Ganja too
But his shrooms had the blue bruised stems
Grown in manure
You could taste it
I got the Ace with that Fungus
Plus I’m a Fungi!
I rely on my shrooms to go boom!
In the rap sung a tune
I hum it and attack back on a flat spoon
For rhythm Many are given prison time for rhyme
It was October 1995
The Shrooms came alive in my brain
My brain lit light up sighted by written down times the times tables all unstable
Made me capable of amazing things in martial arts chill with swings of sticks
I made in the way it did me hid me mine I I drop a dime on drug crime
I bust a line rock a kind bud prime in the mud I crouch like on the couch I lounge
I scrounge up a round to hit I bit bitten sit in the playpen with rain men came and went
I spent a lot of time and money gettin prime so I could rhyme
It’s no jive I get it live on the liveness I thrive go down the list of what knives twist
After sticking in ooh you want to cause pain you insane in the brain
I can see through your psyche
I can see the freedom I read from some
I lead and get it done with the stun from the gun all your heard was number one
Come undone and propose a soma the comatose the bones rotten all ugly
I got the money I run heat like a killing spree some willing to inflict it’s sick
The get a trip on and rip long gone from the song I sing I’d rather bring
The psychedelic friendship with the dead crip that head slip up red blood
Cut from the neck brung respect none of it is like the type the mic strike
I hype up the swipe for the Platinum I relax and chill from I got the ill done
And don’t even have to have fun to have fun
Cops want me to drink beers!
I’m like, you stupid Cop I get Psychedelically flashbacked shot up like my rock cut
When I drink but I won’t hold it against you because you ignant as fuck
I struck a deal with the Gods that peel thunder and lightning
I right in the right on smoke a bong always all day long
Here’s how the song goes:
Blow Blow Blow my house down! With Coca it increase my crown diameter
I rush and damn chill if I am hype until I bust and like a magic plus the had it
A couple of times I ruffle my rhymes up the times I trucked weight makes me rhyme great
I soldier of fate I busted on the plate and now you laid out like hate it to say it
But I way different from the Psychedelic rain I seen
My gram of meth flew in on a 22 slug
I call it bug
When I hug meth I hype and left pipe to death club rub for type
I Mike I mic up the strike truck heavy
Ever ready and steady for deadly
They come fed me hits so that’s what I spit
My lesson is a glitch in the system switch
I run on the long gone see you later song
Degrade your haters and twitch like I stitch up wrong
I don’t fucking hit people!
OK?
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (02/16/23 06:54 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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I miss the waves of people on the Venice Beach Boardwalk
What a scene to speak of is gleam
I reek of the crack smoke cocaine loc and brain
Drop LSD explain I detain a Cop who tried to stop me
I box beats and top fleet to deceit for the complete takeover
Lay lower break the bower your flex in sex makes checks
I rest in the arms of the harmless I harness the power of the trip
Take a big sip to a gulp and get beat to a pulp by the fully
Pull heat and greet you to the Venice Beach through
The test like Hollywood Blvd. On a Friday or Saturday night
It’s all right to hit a Football Game and see the crowds
I like to remain on the top of the mountain
You can find your life at the bottom of a bag of drugs
Murdering Thugs surpasses chances to dance this
Rancid Piss from the shit I lit
My rhyme got so bit so I’m on it like fist to follow through
With the twist to tear flesh and squirt blood
I drag your name through the mud I kill thugs
I have a bunch of drugs right now
I try not to OD but something somehow I be ODing
My status G in the event to sent it up like a bent
Thug I rhyme this rug from under you
All dealing with Gong Fu
The Masters are few
And far between but I feel we all on the same team
Get this Ganja Green
I’m from the hood
Doo Doo flex and crew gone X
So who up next reflex text laid sprayed brains and slayed remains a few
They usually run in the stew for brew I do I say to the way I play I gray alien
Remain in it to begin with I don’t sin and shit except I eat tunafish
I catfish the hat trick off a rap stick from knack flip the land is brand to sandstorm
Worn you down I roll around pound command lounge on the range a sage of this Age
I turn the page relax displayed way I did I slid through the big fool and cut his
Tool out of his hand I’m the brand that knew what to do in real fight
I get real in tight close and overdose them on blade spoke played to folks
Get crayons for kids I pull high bids to get rid of kids and shit like this I switch
On a fool fist come uncool for you sue me all you can do legally is push someone
To their knee let them beg before you choke them unconscious with BJJ
Mendo is the dopest the Highest the flyest
Y gets it try bet to Thai Buds and Suds from Craft makers
Bake yours on Psilocybin Shake course the break force is making noise
All across yours for boys and girls Worlds collide show what’s inside I glide
I ride the wave take a slave and behave like a raving maniac
When I’m on crack
Why I smoke a hefty black lung come from the sung song smoking bong
Prolong the high or stay dry? Never that shy I died bled said fry on this head
My bed’s made I already bladed stay with it fade it imminent to gun threat
From the ruler bet your tool your set got it cool to jet on a mule for no sweat
Carrying heavy loads of Hashish good grief I spell relief with a pot leaf alphabet
More than moves to slay with Tech Meth I get in grooves and don’t Flex
I get the next available Pound of that Mendo Down Home
Ganja and Water oh you get so high you deny you try to slaughter
An enemy eyeball all the dry eyes crawl for the brawl
I serve it Fall Autumn sought men who shot then I got ten mil
I kill I hit a fill and bill the chill I release drill until I clock a million
A billion times my mind has flashed on cash I serve an ass for a Fast on Water
I shot yours down wear the crown and sound pound steady ever ready
To steadily smoke to the melody it’s a felony that Ganja is illegal
All pop in for the sequel
I bleed through my crew is grew grown
From clone the precious stoney Herb
Word to the heard it
I render murders dead with the fed Meth for a purpose
That adrenal shit they flex
Ganja make you stop flexing
It’s the bomb yep
I pull a Night Mission
My bombing run has just begun
I drop a ton of bomb on the so on and so on
Who pack the bong
They smoke it on and on
Everyone loves to smoke
Choke cough Pot passes all the classes
I like Psychedelics but I burned them out
No doubt
I give a shout out to all the childhood stoners
And also those who adult got their salt
I solid I ball it like a wallet call it tall fit
The fall sit and wall to wall install
The Ganja till that’s all
I love a Ganja Bud
It’s all I need to cut off the scrub on my brain
My brain remain abrasively maimed by the main
Threat the murderous Tech 9 Meth lines and kinds of step
I let it bet you set it when you wet it
Kids on Meth never smoked hardly a breath of the Ganja
To get yah and calm yah I wet you
Turn you into a farmer
I don’t cause harm
I alarmed by the rise in the society’s crimes
Meth minds is some kinds I know so well
I gelled and rebelled against the frenzy
And lent heat to defeat what cuts sweet
Through the greeting it’s a meeting with death
Adrenal with every step
Speedfreaks always flex
It’s time for an eight hour meth roll
I turn to plastic gun running drastic
My tool spread all the rule of the land
I brand everyone with the stun
Sand is in command with the branded
I’m spastic I flex like triggers
I’m a bigger pothead than meth so
You know the rest
I need a lot of Ganja to cure me of PTSD
Lure me into the threat for sure bet
I understand a meth head
They bled serve further Feds up with lead
I spread the Ganja Vibes Still I Chill
I like it till I run into meth again
Fuck that shit the lesson never end
I recommend legalization with cultivation
I’m in Washington State
And meth is still the same price as pot
Bang for your buck you’re stuck
You get shot by the meth kids
Release bids so they can skid to a stop
And Chill
I touched by the THC crystal
500 Cannabinoids plus Terpenes
Makes mean Green on the scene
It’s actually nice, kind buds
I rap a rub back in the club
With the fat dub sacks
No Click Clack with the weapons
I’m Silat and Escrima I beam yah up
I dream in the cut
Of smoking Ganja so what’s up?
My case is shut
Ever since I laced the blunt
I’ve been fucked up
I led the truck on Ganja
My connect is so thick
Birdie pull a magic trick
I jump and kick you in the head
Step on your shoulder and dis you
Much bolder I’m a folder
I told yah
I have zero tolerance for violence
I stare in silence at the wall and ceiling
Revealing my feeling
I silk reeling in Tai Chi
I picked up Tai Chi, Bagua and Xingyi
I like a G and a P for the trees in the breeze
Just let me chill for once!
Please?
To all the Police
I want to drink at least a few beers with you
Let me explain the drug game
We got in these drugs for the plugs to pull on thugs
Everyone knew about the thugs
They run shit like bearhugs break backs and sacks of Cannabis
Was the logical first answer
I got into it like cancer
I advanced more and got deadhead
A chill dude on the bedspread getting my head fed
The demons I see remain in the brain
Police came to take me away
Saying I slay dragons and drag down the fountain of youth
I found it and here’s proof
My spoof of the drug scene remain clean
I’m on my own team
WIth my own dream
With my own gleam
I took Psilocybin cream was what it was like
The nectar that hype for vector in life like structure the type
You always remember
Anyway
I respect Police
Let’s drink a few beers together at least
I tried
To ride
To the Zoo for animal Gong Fu
I imitate the fate of fighting is hateful might swing
On the thing is this people get pissed and cease to exist
I rap this fist up the ass
I master passed the task your stacks up to class that Fast on Water
Your daughter gets laughed at
I mask plaques for jacks to strap fact
Got it?
I shot hit up the product
I rock cut for dock but I loft high
And talk eyeball
My wide tall find ya’ll in the mind to brawl for the War
Get tore to the core
I don’t like to fight but tonight is the night
I write rhymes
I bust time is the Y I’m at sight for the stat I rap
I happen that I sackin’ up fat buds the maximum attack plugs the recipient
Of this ingredient defeat in it the breach of contract eating up each bomb fact
Of the Ganja capped
I love to train with my brain lit on Cannabis
I’m more than just a fan of this it’s the plan I bust with to dust lead
The spread out to concentrate the great play is the way in
Rain coming down from all around
Too peaceful
I release full
And each full
Of the steel
Release pull
Called equal
Sequel is even more peaceful
Fully nulled up
Release truck
You get stuck and froze in your toes
You can’t step
Learn the lesson
Deep breath in
Stop guessin’
Just how I crept
At midnight
For street fight
My rhymes each right
I write rhymes deceased some in tight
With the gun son
My gun is fun to play with
MCs they stay ripped off
I’m the boss
And toss you in the sauce
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (02/22/23 10:41 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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I don’t gas fast I blast and laugh at the task for the plastered on liquor
Fools smoke the sicko lick grown Cuban Tobacco Cigar
I go far in this aim with this rap game with the flame torch explained
On the porch of the farm house
The big white one where they sell Meth and guns
Renumbered stuns the crowd out loud to still down the crown for a pound
I clock ground I bust rounds at the town that scrounge for Police
To decease the beast and fleece a golden bold then told men to extend
I recommend that a splendid lend chi philosophy rocks G to stop and freeze
Busta please you got weak knees and I breeze through you with ease
It ain’t so pretty this rap city go gritty for the buck fifty sit heap of trash
White trash plus racial slurs last time my past crime was to relax smoke a dime of Meth
Now I only smoke Ganja and take Psychedelic
Plus I get higher on martial art discipline
I’m always into the Highs that men surprise men with in disguise
The rep to step you through the grew trees with ease Ganja trees
Up in stat in fact Ganja max the rap screwed in my crew wins I bend
Train 5 hours daily on the daily I play G in the Wu scene with Wu Cream
A busta lean on the dream to triple team the scene of my gleam
I rock rein the cut you speed through I lead crews to disease through
The grand finale a meth head step up to challenge me I got Italians flee
Wreck the room like scream like guess who?
A rappers glue on the shoe is for fools who lose my tool is big
I take a swig gulp of the Golden pulp scold men to reload the ten mil
I bust at will and kill all for nil clock hundred dollar bills and drum fills
Who chill? It’s the pothead you need a lot to dead up in the cut
I blaze the new wave Sativa Cigar at the rave I misbehave and blade
Up the laymen cut up and stray meant for head bled a neighbor to death
The rest is up to profess about you you’d come to conclusion lead routed
I doubted that too Meth heads are fools they rust and rule and pray to death
Their best friend I end my relationship with meth and the guns I crept with
Stun set trip rip under the drug that plug a slug in a fool who pack tool
This crack cocaine is fuel now for the few the proud the Marines
All socked in the socket raps I steam and take off like rocket I dock it your pay
Fool stay away from drugs release love and splendor and mellowness you enter
The center for adventure we vent you even more Ganja Smoke to toke
All the rope is made from hemp all products exempt from prohibited
Shit lifts you up in spirit with a tear I hit the Cigar of Sativa from Tropical Paradise
I rock twice at the beach so nice playing in a clean ocean with the potion
Till I shot dice and open my crown I rocks round with the Cacti Peyote
Scattered brains on hype latter day saints might knock pop a top and clock
Shock nonstop rock the top front to back service fact swerve this rap
Curve it’s black headed headed up fed the stuff the ended rap careers
The dentist pissed and lend this equipment to dip with I skip trip and flip
No resistance the shit split with fist pull the trick is the gullible witness
The dis list is complete for Servin’ further feat I got to greet meet so sweet
It’s indeed speeded sped fully head out the smoking gun lead route and shout
I come about to tack stop down rap round found the tap in the lounge for you clown
I top shit down nonstop and flock a pound to drop for the not that fat cat that strapped
I blacked out my first cut strut stuff and love what I do blazin’ Ganja crew
Captain Trips sips in my death glass
My death class was Meth
And adrenaline who could spend the most to folks who roast in torture
Swords plural first hull of seed weed indeed bleed the Meth out
Rep and sounded lounge slid the town the spit you sound like
The ground hype to plant in it around the light called Sun
Where all the crops come from
My Ganja plants is scant hardly a year past freedom once I cement
I read rent out lease the vent indentured servant
Word hit the bent
Curved sent up third
In the girth of worth
It burst on you
Raps wrong stew
My buds grew huge
I master of the flew in capture the tactically fact your key in it to read spinach
I diminished my ego One refer blown at a time
I’m telling you
I’m gelling all crews to selling foods that wrecks your whole gang truce
On a deuce I skid in to slid then I been bitten my rap lyrics fit in
The vast kitchen stance avalanche on the branch gone rancid
And dance the jig
Crackin’ all sets back in the game raps you explain complain about the lane
Roll down it clouds in the sky dark park martial art for a farce I charge on the card
Far down in the Yard I hard on guard for mar up the further sent you went up
Your head duck down hear the sound of gunshots I smoke pot again one day spend
Sunday to defend the play is what lend to fully automatic spray decay and waste away
Taste the grey murder ace and tre no way rappers come delay task that hunt down
Run ground off the lounge sun down the noun for town to stank herb dank nugs word
The kind I find it blinded me with science reliant upon the giant bong I made
Passed glass craft class padded cell relax in it fell a note vote for hell to antidote
Scope the folk who choke on Ganja smoke I cope with the soak dish easy cleaning
Leaning on murder spree again the leader’s den is full of venom they send out
No doubt
I’m a Ganja Enthusiast
If you didn’t know all crew is set
With bled bloody
Muddy waters caught fathers of types running pipes that pipe smoke
I toke and choke cough get it off my mind and rewind
Step behind myself a wealth of steps to keep things fresh I dance Dragon
I bag in the sag pants and chance of the answer skid your man tore lid off
Hid real lost in the cost of fly my guy is rye I try hard on guard
I’m the guardian of the atmosphere make raps clear you fear this
Just a tear flips my jet into method to set trip my left lit now
I pow knock em out and shout about how loud they were
When all rap is a blur I master were you past crews who last fools
Pack tools and school cruel in the womb like a boom from a bomb
But yo stay calm
Ha! You freaked speaked eight days a week I suffer bleak from you
Get your crew the hell out of my stew
Rap that rock a back clacked clicked with some bit style I smile
All crews child children until they felony murder the villain
I stay chillin’ and ill in the cut building strut the stuff like buff bodybuilders
I fill yours in to begin mocking the rocking back and forth rapping force
Attack of course you lack remorse get the force like Sci Fi
I try a guy out and mind in the spout for time that I scream and shout
Like I was on a dime I got the clout I about it to round it up doubt it
That you do more than run your mouth around hits that come with fits
Lips twitch response I lit I’m the bomb on my connect I reflect select
I in effect rap the Tech 9 yeah I got one raps I’m on some I rock run
The rhyme still it’s a crime to be reliant on Tech 9
My AK-47 is my child I smiled with it wild in the cut got a shotgun too I strut
I basically don’t give a fuck I rock it up the Cocaine still insane no matter
Which way in the rain send the flame extinguished with the blade in the fade
Made men attempt to spray ten then end it I send it out rep for the street
Bout it clowns got founded dead in the asphalt bloody spread with lead
Killed from the peak
Each day of the week is a day to freak with
Speak miss the heat crisp
Leak dis for meet up twist
One up or two or three
Then into the millions G
I resilient
I chillin’
Will in the building with children
And women
Swimmin’
Given em the heat true as stung
My lead grew speak a tongue
Like Hebrew
I only just begun
Your shit is see through
Weighs a ton
I need crews to hum along
All that strong rap
Fully bulletproof lack it
Back twitch stitch up
Rich cut
MCs is bitch but
They got the gun
Why I duck out
And don’t hang with no one
Brains blown
Hype in the range
Snow was blow
All blood come
From someone you know
Get it in the control
Cap it patrol to attack rap shit
Sack fifth of an ounce
Bounce and lounge
Scrounge up
The product
Raps raw tucked into folds
Gold hold coldness
The bold fists are sold missed
By crews exist flew in the history
Of glory days
Told your As
To stays made it shade hit
The faded already crazy as lit
Shit spit from the dated
Amazing related off straightening
Late the thing
Cycle bring
The mic flow from human being
Seeing is believing
So I read in
The reach through with sin
Trip relieving the sting
That life bring
My mind cruise as seeing
The real peeling
My mind thugs
Rap about drugs
Take it tugs pulls on the smoke
Choke a folk who just broke through
Crew release brew and slew you know who
I cap and flew fluid fuel screw it duel
With swords my award winning
Spinning grinning beginning
In the shit thing sing you kidding
I’m flipping your written swing
A psycho bring ringing phone
To the group home all alone
In the prone position
My mission is to risk in flight condition
The type
I’m missin’
Crisp with the lens floated tens
Perfect work it
Jerk a true as lit with your crew
The existence of you depends
On how you do
You gotta rhyme true
As blind fool release the tool
To shoot beat and stab you
To death
It’s how a fool rep
I release cap fresh to death with the heat up crept
You leapt into step with the breath that kill left
I set trip about flip for ripping
Sipping on brew clipping call them fools who ain’t drinking
Stinking of death Mexican flood all mud in the river
I shiver cold striking like in the thing they sting
I might bring a right ring up to wing truck
People suck ass at fighting
They freak freeze up and geek with the literature
I sit in the combative type theatre
Of meter run blurring hum
The leader of the crew is whoever flew recently
I read true as tree fluid
Fools get swept up in meth cut
With the 50 cal now allowance for the valiance
Tripping death
I always recommend Ganja and Shrooms
Learn martial arts and cut your blues
Get some self respect and keep fools in check
By laughing at their punk ass without talking trash
The martial life is a blast
I stamped branded a martial criminal out by Atlanta
The vampire expire with damp texture
They flex more and tore you still at will
Power drill for the fill in the drum kick
Light his lit crews get fit in with the kitchen
Black rang the switch in
I system fix and dis men
For servin’ the ten mil all hell is gel
And coagulated up
Like refrigerator trucks in New York for Corona
I tire of fire I’m on the wire for spare tire
Still I don’t admire the guy your claim to fame is eating Pork
I’m like that fool Mork from Mindy
It gets windy in Chicago the breeze blew by Escrima
All lean in the eye is from the texture
Too bleak to not see death more
My rhymes they tore through
Like War before crews morning newspaper
Read for the caper that flavor all ill type behaviors
I’m not in a gang but I slang for Ganja to the major league
WIth Army Fatigues
I get bad dreams in fact all my dreams are nightmares
Just like you rap rep and in tight scheme
I’m still a bank robber
Even though I got slaughtered in the ill
I take the abortion pill to kill with
I chill sit in the real get peeled?
Never that I steel intact
I rapped about drugs like meth and cocaine
My brain seen many lane
It’s petty to explain this
I flame up twist with the dance I advance
I remember the violence in silence
Once you get the electro thermos
You worm this
Burn twist
Squirm
Wrist lit with shit
Light up a sit down
Run around town in the lounge
You get lost and found
I ground
Pound the pavement
Like slave went up
Led the truck for it’s payment
I rain check
Stay in slept
Came the crept up
Lame in head they duck
Cause a ruckus
Buck off all nervous
Twitch and firm stitch
Up the famous
My brain just bust
When I came to trust
The simple to explain
In the dust
Cooked food is the barbecue pits
Searing main man
With the Ray Ban Sunglasses
All the classes let out
And still you feel too fresh no doubt
I murder route
I shout out to the loud mouth
From Down South
I got clipped Ouch!
I mountain of couch kick back
Rip raps up like nothing
Fools always bluffing like they something
Cause they gun ring
I run sting op
I build thing pop
The topic stop
I itch my eye socket
I flock to rich and hock chain still in glitch
Life’s a bitch
This goes out to everyone with more than one gun
I sun
I get shit done
We step through run the tech on fools hum
The set you a fool
Release tool in school shooting even
The fruit think he cute
I busted loot after death
In my grave I came correct with behavior for the major league flavor
All read they savior like Christ
Pollute twice I shot dice
Run a nice and smooth operation
My station got invaded before I was bladed
Now I made it
I faded crew whose days were met with gunplay no bet
It’s Sunday and they gun spray all over the place
I got a real firearm and ace
You jet through my place
I confront hunt down bust a round from the pound and lock shit around town
My dope optics are crown royal I boil on the stove Psychedelic to top with
Too intelligent but that’s irrelevant
I’m a grey alien
I stay at the space location from the Nation called USA
I love the Earth and it’s Ganja for what it’s worth on vacation
The flowering buds leaves THC crystals
Pistils unpollinated
Dated on the ray of Sun head baked from
No one thing does it like Ganja bring
I rocked the thing but what gave me that swing was the Herb
Word I curve still until the next time
The next crime perpetrated by the Meth line
I wreck mine shop up to crop dust
Not I smoke organic pot
I fully shot up I’m the product like raw stuff
Just waiting to get rolled up
Into spliff for a dish I bake with Ganja in it
I win the resin
In Heaven we eat Hashish laugh on some kief
Just watch the news at 11
It’s difficult to grow
So sew seeds of all breeds types
And see which one you like
Study the Ganja day and night
You won’t feel uptight you become polite
And your rhyme is out of sight
I like Sativa and pray to the Ganja Goddess Shiva
I hit up the OZ of shrooms just let me be
Punk ass
You get whiplashed by the size of the plastic 9
I rhyme a time before I core stung
Your whore brung War from the store with some you done
Just a little
That’s cool but I solved the riddle I fiddle with the trip pull
Off major contact that blacks out
This rap route is no doubt the finest of the vine that yields wine
I take my time and spot a crime a criminal
It’s minimal the importance of the scorched brain
Feel pain Murderers slain Oh! What have I became become
I sum the stun I shock I clock
I pop the top and knocked out
I stick a blade in my neck and don’t even sweat it mic check
1,2,3 rotten seed seen by the breed I love variety
In shrooms try to be versatile I pick them wild
I smile when I watch them grow cultivated time lapse
The raps perhaps is greater the more you skate wear
Down the wheels
Get faded off Tequila and Water I had a daughter on Psilocybe Azurescens
Some people lock here to steering column
I solve the problem
Twisting winding coiling at boiling hot temperatures
Adventures soar me up to heights that fight gone
My song is one of peace at least deceased crews
Get reach through the teacher in my few
I fuel crazy always amazing stood on one foot and gazing
At the new moon so soon the harvest come for sum
I done I got the gun but it’s plastic I task flip the saddest trip
My mask got lit I ask for drip brain explain that my lit lane
Was the too untamed for radio the way it blow no need to know
Just flow and sho nuff I rough up the scuff a punk ass
Who want to challenge in real fight I like…
What you rhyme is right kid go get slid after you did done
I got the guns the way I’m from the funds you swear I wear undies
I wear sweats and a tie dye T shirt
All bleep out the cuss words you never heard before
If you tore believe me you don’t ask for any more
Still you want War still I soar high and eyeball from the sky tall
As the NYC be
Go smoke a hundred trees bitch you brainwashed by MMA and
Porno flicks
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (02/26/23 04:27 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,785
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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Most face the charges
The Order case farthest
Of the Dragon I tag in Los Angeles
Like a vandal I risk
Bird up with the twist
You bird fist
I word to crisp
Hit a ditch you whiplash
My cash scratch the math
I fully blast
All I ask is that you take it to task
Unmask and bask
Not in the sun but the cloud
I top down with a bullet
I fully on top of heat that sweet ass
Reach with heat blast
Free cash
Sip the stash I max
Like a rash
I itch burn turn
Lesson learned until you earned it
I firm fit the chick squirm
Exist on the flip side
Ride in the hide the gun from
Someone before you get rung shot
And hum along like you forgot the song
Slip the nine come back with mine own
Rappers sniff blow
Go with the flow on the rush I crush
I serve as such get the busted
I rusty in the gun heat pulled by skully
My fully is full of heat compete with deceit
For complete defeat of the enemy
I send it freely up the G speedway
My ski slay I decay reach into bag relay
With the tag
On the freeway
I lead start the with no flows they go to each his own way
I lost the case ace off and lay soft down
All around I gloss and shine to the town
Local folks who’ll bust you for coke are a joke
I provoke to revoke their license to be alive some
Let me thrive with the gun
Largely unknown to me
I float a freebie I feed my genius with the easiest
Yet most difficult pulled apart
Off the chart hit the heart and kill
In one shot I’m ill like time forgot
I just laugh at punks who attack
Stack maximum for someone to understand
Gun heat is not for the street
It’s for the Military
Shit’s scary to some
I have fun scaring those who scare easy
It’s breezy when a G freeze up while acting tough
Randomly assaulting people on the block nonstop
I rap a rock song
Smoke a bong
Chuck a thong sandal
Got vandalism for prison
Decision lives in the kitchen to sift in while fishing blades from grenades
Pulled the pin countdown to the crown royal
Explosion soil most of the blue blood
I grew up in the mud so I oiled up lubed during combat
I bomb the tracks with facts
I jack up the price dice and crack ice with my mic device
I shot twice and don’t listen to your advice
You gone missing in the action flight of fight
I sold you right it’s not nice
But you take flights on sight with nothing in tight
Stop biting my rhyme
My song is wrong
My triple prong ring the gong
Electric circus that hurt bitch
First thick in it
Lift the Christmas light
All right
I bust a mic
I’m the type to get hype
Definitely ass wipe the lesson
All right?
My profession is none
I’m an expert with the gun
Tool fool pack one
I rap run his ass out backwards
Before he stun
Everyone
He gun slung slinger
With a finger on the trigger
He think he bigger
Go figure
I just live your dream of cream
Chose till it froze up on lean
Full of steam I beam
Light up the scene at night
On any airline flight
My connect just got checked
He got wrecked they stole all his shit
Including his soul for Satan
He was rocking Cocaine
The brain he got was in the lane
For you to get shot
He top notch
Scotch tape vapor burst the worst
It hurts to talk about what works
At the party
Don’t start me
I sniff lines blind so I got it crime
By the dozen
What wasn’t easy to pull
I breeze through my skull
I like the cheese the cheddar
Nothing better than a celebration
The price of drugs I’m on vacation because
Of the profit margin
I fully hard when I garden
The marijuana stem from the farthest ends
Of Earth
The super Sweet reach each freeze up
Like they need it enough to read it
Roll one up
With no seed in it
I bleed different
My rent sent out the check to collect
Fully inspect my pot
I like it a lot
For the votes it counts
The War Machine down an ounce
Of heroin with tranq
I inject flex and wrecks mics
Without the 1,2 check that’s hype
I swipe my card and garden in the yard
Ganja farmer in charge of the hard burn
Learn to roll up and fold struck
I’m bold I unrolled and unfolded I hold bids
High as a kite I write rhymes I ignite
I fight with a sucka ass buck his task
To mask the odor I light up light Sun Corona
I bone her the ho she alone word
I came in first place
My ace came down from outer space to lounge
I haven’t found enough drugs to do yet
I crept slept on hit the bong
Rip true as long drew the gun new to the game
Suckas shot up I maim and kill
Blame then ill as a shame and still
I chill in the bin with the remaining ingredients
I show obedience I leap the fence
With defense my pretense is to score expensive weed
But now I am growing from feminized seed
I learned horticulture as a little kid
To save the environment
I rock the Meth Cap
Or else you get jack fooled scrap ruled
In the Yard on guard you fully hard up
I chill stuck in the section
My reflection make the connection
I buck best when I see the plastic
To task it
I back flipped clipped a drip
Off hip I release thick
Some rappers suck dick
With the Cannabis Method damn it just fresh in
Shroom Tombs up in the room duck
When you see me
I’m not easy I breeze be flea hoppin’
What’s poppin’?
Got the drop in the lock bend
Clockin’ rocks diamond my times spent
All night laying down pipes and lights
I frighten kids and a sight to rid
The sector of all check yours
I wreck tours on set pours
The Tech more than just a lesson
It’s a profession I fresh again
With the Death Sentence lent my last coin
To employ Mexicans to step through been
Extra fluid I do it to it
I don’t screw shit I flew hit the rule is sickness
With quickness I take care of business
I got the Ganja
The Ganja and the Shrooms
And the Shrooms
I seen moves that make me sick
A trick just ain’t grown enough
To hang and I tranquilize
My mellow eyes realize that not all need dies
I despise
A sucka who aggressive and spend lessons
I just set in my ways
Ganja stays at the top
Of relief for good grief I love a reefer
Your teacher was weaker than the House Speaker
I reek your room up
Some soon to buck
You get stuck in the room while I bend
Ended it defend all the trip I mend
Trip gives you heavy clip
You rendered with head more tore
Than anything I seen before or since
I trip rinse the brain out lain I shout
Out on the method
To trip everyone in a second
I wreck it
I so cool I shoot pools up
And take a dip this dude is uncut
I get ill as that front you chill on
Till dawn on Meth
Death crept up on your set
I got the flavor bet I stranger to the flame your thrower blow her down
Word around is the sound that bound to town like big city crown
Wear it found to tear it I blare hits out the stereo system
I don’t miss them the gang a victim I dis some gang that bang
On me? You must be crazy G I got amazing freak the martial arts speak
Your prospects are bleak I show my teeth react seep into cracks I meet
Demand with the brand that land hits
I’m a fan with the sand and command stand the hand fists up
All types of fists my mic this itch I’m too hype I’m sick
I wipe a ass off and twitch I like actually love to stitch up in the cut
That rip comes from truck jewels
Fools pack tools and broken down by the rules I school kids
They lunch money is funny they pass it with gun heat
Now at the Track Meet I back my feet up with bread like I said
I’m a red bloody medley that run free smoking trees curing disease
Kung fu flicks get ill and sometimes torture
Make you wanna chill the ball in your court turn
Learn the lesson
Stop guessin’
Get the step in the rep I’m reppin’
My lethal weapon is me
I plan a G funeral for the funeral home I smoke a bone with the mortician
I a magician with lyrics
I tear up rear the fear up it ain’t luck it’s skill coupled with dollar bill
I’m always chill until I break
Make murder like skate on ice a hamburger
Is all you learned to earned through burn your whole crew up
In the mood and stood good I shouldn’t even be in cement
Right now but someway somehow I have to bow
I could eat a cow a steer bull this with pulled hits
Meat make me twitch
I’m eating tunafish and bananas and plan to run thick with the licks
I trips get it wet it up I read true as truck jewel
You lose your cool in after school brawl
All of ya’ll got the Gang War so stand tall
Down to brown and frown out
All around town I sound profound and the pound for dogs is clogs in the system
I just listen and wrist snap back quiz men on rap
Are you a victim?
Do you get sick in the tricks when they turn do you learn?
A sucka earn burning something frontin’ one thing that gun ring
A single mine with the tingle I rat fink fully to pull heat on undercover on the beat
I complete I rock a seat I shock the geeks
Drunks punks homeless blow chunks when I’m alone I crisp tuck the prone to fisticuffs
I rip stuff up you could tell I’m a bell I sell cuts I strut
Murder motherfuckas what?
My burner increase the double dutch increase the peace as further as such
Each week I stand bleak on the corner servin’ foreigner sacks Meth
For death kept in check flexing best thing about it is I’m always about hit
My phone ringing off the hook I took a look
I’m a good cook I shook the frying pan
Bitches crying and they applying fans that brand label to me stable
I’m ready able and willing to make a killing
Collect shilling I’m billing big on charts parts of clubs get dubbed when I rubbed
I troublesome I from the none you get I don’t sweat I got a AK-47 and a Tech 9
For real I’m about my steel gun rhyme I peel caps and done time
I prime for the run rhyme it stun shut with the ladies?
You must be crazy the way I fade heat I come complete with the pussy
Never mistook a hooker for a butcher to chop up cuts of meat
I greet the sweet thing as the stun goal and I’m King
A flavor fling I like to sing command that thing I sad the ding bell
Try to think I sell my ass like her my raps a blur I cash fast and first place
I ace the track always smoking crack my sack is just fat I laced
I off the map but on it the one you saw flipped I rock my wrist and neck icy make no mistake
I break a fool over cake that’s cool I need to rock a pie no wonder why
That’s the LSD that do that
You could flew on crack but black still till it fill you up on a tab
I on the LSD lab with a dab of Hash Oil
It boil and I toil over flame
Then the LSD came on with the famous song I hit the bong
Fully wrong about it some crews doubt it I rounded up
That’s the LSD in the cut I serve it up
I learned some bucks off the churned burnout
The LSD flow smooth route because the Psychedelic was
What we like kid I smooth bid smoke a lid of grass
On LSD Fast tab or liquid on Water I slaughter
Rip out your particle My dart will fill fully
That’s the LSD bully I null heat off sweet people compete
At track meet with the lab complete
To make LSD for free almost my bomb shit comatose off it
I rock shit with the top lit now that’s Meth half to death
I chalk up LSD with the delivery system for the victim I sick then
When fools stick men with blades it’s made in the shade 9 sprayed
Techs layed down not LSD the crown I write lyrics
That double the jive all I thrive on something alive
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/02/23 07:52 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 3,785
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Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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Let’s see how sexually tortured we can get
A murderous threat still lit up the Tech
For it bled stem from opium den
I rule of men
School is ten O clock
Shock rock up the product
I saw a tucked weapon again
I ain’t steppin’ in
It’s definitely time for drugs
All soldiers thugs
With gold tints make you squint
I slippin’ off Fast to Platinumville again
Releasing venom why tend?
To spread rule with lead
I bust a head
We touch the Psychedelic side of Adrenaline
It’s in the Guar Gum
Tetragonolobus
I thrust my knife into life I see strife
I cut up dice men and mice
I clock ice
I trusted to get it busted Mic up lusted type after
I master a rap third degree
Cut your eye off at the hormone spot
Dot strikes
Bikes up to psycho
Letting lights blow
I might grow some weed
I like Ganja Herb
Word gets it to hit your nerve
I can’t stand a Never Smoked Ganja Nerd
Angelica Gel into Concrete Blocks
Dwell in the housing projects
In the country slums
Country guns slingin’ off country War Drums
The tribe get it live inside the units
I doin’ shit screwin’ reps up
Get you head and duck down
They comin’ for the crown piece
I need a sheet of LSD
Floating unseen in between light beams
With cream I live the dream
Know what I mean?
I like to steam clean off the lean
And smoke green
Dish out the most potent on the scene
What I be in it from it a ton of it
Since I was a kid I float a lid any day
Any play you in the way
I trip out Sun Ray dip out
Do the skip out
Extra heavy extra crispy
Catch a frisbee and ditch heat
Screwing in Techs
Ruining reps
Furthering sets
Full in it to win it with no flex
And make checks I decks
A fool on the poolside
I ruin ride glide
Suicide
Murder inside
Here it hide for the collide
With truck stuck as luck
I got a gun tucked
I soldier must buck
The enemy
It takes ten of me to defeat like
I beat type I hard to wipe
I a murderer on strike
For equal pay and hype
Shooted 5th polluted myth
All La scooted trip
Crew that sip get loot in the sickness
With quickness I light it like Christmas
I get a gift too and rip crew
Dip true as the slick dude
Catching wave certain to behave a certain way
Any certain day you certainly might play with life
I bust a pipe to muster Mic in this
I’m about business I dish it
To list twist up the bitch shit
I missed the lift and then slipped
I got dissed I exist in a sound barrier
To tear your beware of the
Scarier the more the merrier
I the carrier across the border
I sorta do it to true mix
I got a bag of tricks and mind flips
Like Psychedelics
I smoke a bud
Collapse like I'm mud
Squish into ground
Murder those with Meth flows that shows
My Herb grows
I tip toes
I flows to roll it up hold the stuff or you get ejected
Don't pass me no erection stick I budded trip
Stick in the mud with quick busted lip
I serve a fool thick
Man I sick of meth kids
Gettin' they tricks in to stick in
It's the sickening
I practice with the ring to sting a crew sing
La
Trusted HAHA
I mustered the strength to gank
A fool think it's a prank
To share meth
You get beat half to death
I got a rep as a true stoner
And down show no glow worm my murder sperms
Shaolin all down screw your Dao Yin into the ground spin
I been a round shot out the cannon
I sang on the song to the banned in the land then
I commend end it with Ganja relevant
I sell free hits
I mean I trips
I like to flip the stats
Roll through max
All crews act like they got La
But then they bust a jaw
Gangster saw the rank your law
Of the Veteran better than a herb then?
I further send the truth I recommend in the booth
Of Ganja trees
No disease we ease in to release this I ten speed
Bike smoke weed no hype
No bleeding no seeding the clouds with shout out loud
Blaze a joint for not just me
But all the dead homies
In the War on tour with the gang
Hang with clans that ran plans down
Downtown hit those pounds of herb
Much better than a verb an action word
I heard out the church
Burst in to release from within
The sin you see is crazy these days
Busting Sun Rays
I turn Grays Alien
The way my kin relate like hate
I don’t bust with it I smoke weight
I been sober too long
I got a disease that make me sneeze
And all I want is Ganja Trees
I flow real nice in the breeze
But the Weed Herb Ganja
You hang on the bomb for dead calm
Deceased your mom is on I a song
For the women and children too
And all the dead crew
Getting twisted lit
On Mushroom trips
Pack them in to short time
You Mind Fist recline
But on point smoke the joints
You anoint high
Get so in the eye you cry
Go crazy society amaze me
Still to this day G
I get it hazy
Idea
See the field for the real wealth
The health of the people
No more poverty and inequality
I solid country
People are treated like lunchmeat
No hunch be stronger than on the Ganja Weed
I smoke a seedless Variety Fest
I suggest getting a lot of kinds
To see a lot of minds
Get entwined in the rhythm
You forgiven of your sins
You had to be core martial to relieve your harsh view
Ganja and Shrooms
Servin’ on tre eight deuce
Murder loosely a truce be
In deck murder check all the hectic
Set trip
This bet thick
For the step with
C-walk show a hawk
To a glock you get stopped
Checked fully wrecked
A crew that trip set
On the Mexicans
Ganja weed set you then
All the crew is real men
Peel when the feeling end
To the stealing get healing
Glued to the ceiling
All G ring till the P bring it
For wing hit the difference
Is martial technique in the arts
I pull apart a sucka
Who do you think you are?
Servin’ below par with the golf club
Murder snub nose whip you with the 38
Get it straight we don’t date
We get it in crates and barrels
We beware of tear to pieces
Each release is breeze
Murder a sneeze
Bust this with reefer business
Ganja Christmas
Further the distance
The more you with this
I get it to slip through cut
Glorify but I horrify so duck down
Fully rounds shot off
The boss toss you to the ground
And lock you
Until the cops come and stop you
Arrest you
Excessive force for the rest of crew
I like to chill on some Ganja
And drain my energy relaxed through my root to circulate
Set it straight
Straight meditation
No relation to martial art you see or be
Advanced high tech
Gain respect from the Eternal
Internal
All infernal blaze for days
If you don’t have Ganja you don’t have a chance it belongs here
I got a strong cross to bear
I’m crippled
I seek slip through my root canal
Gots my shit down
In the tank I sank my rank high
Crews get murdered why?
They serve further and further hard trying to win the fight and dying
From the hard styling my mind grew wings and sighing relief
About Ganja legalization across the Nation and World
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/29/23 03:37 PM)
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Solid Log
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Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 minutes, 12 seconds
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I’ve got 18 million, 9 ring sword hands
Turn a Billion units
Screw in the turn and fluid flip union you learn
I have a perm product that shock
I rock a stock style
Profile mind intent on bent while
I invent
The recline on the mind
Fighting nothing of the sort
For sport if you want brain contort
Too much blood for the mud captures thugs
They love that shit
Mostly to watch on television
I made an incision to envision the prison most in
I lost then to spoking the hub for the rub in the club
I dub a lost cause to pause
I rap laws like jaws clenched
The stench of violence carries through the air
I stare back at the beware of fact
I max rock the tax for sacks of Ganja
It get yah on yah
Turn into a blur off the heard out
WIth Psilocybin no doubt
People shout out to the founders of styles for miles
Everyone makes their own style and way
It’s best to convey the message with less thick
The beverage that river fed
The triggers fled
Trump got caught
A sought after criminal
I can't think of a line of bull
That will save anyone's skull and bones
In his position prone
All alone in Solitary
Is scary for an old man
Wearing a MAGA hat
Long after the fact
Small Frame
Cocaine wing tips
Sought after fits a masterful type
I try to be real and not hype
I psyched up to fight at any time
By remaining peaceful
While I’m deceased
Pull off a line and smoke a joint
My crew will be on point
Anoint me
Ointment on my head that’s fed
I like to gloss the boss
Off the red rap blood stain on the map
I pool of tacks and max
I like cocaine for wing tip medicine
It led to better than great
In the later days my rhyme stays spinning plates
Finishing hate
A whole crew make
A judgement
Based on Punishing Blows
And stun a person who knows
How far they will go?
I like Cocaine flow!
I accept grams or even Kilos!
How much I don’t really know how to blow
Just smoke crack, rush, and feel the impact
A semi-psychedelic a relic of our culture
I have impulse to do blow!
All cool chill
Smooth skill
Still never ill and kill
Like a power drill
That rhyme until the dawn’s early light
Let’s fight about it
Round it down so a clown could have more now and later
Hate your rude behavior major league
Fatigued by the legion of doom
Spare a cartoon character
I married a blur of a lady
I’m crazy
I get it in the Haze some for days with the gas station
I relate to the phase that plays out on the location
It’s the sensation
You bet inflation is worse than they claim
Like they claim set bet
You in the way of the Tech 9 and AK-47 line for line
I blind as a bat
Off ring that I school like Mac 10
Teach the lesson then and I render all assaults heard
Around the land brand label
Anyone capable of killing is illing
I chilling in the lab taking stabs at the fabrication of reality
My challenge be the Shaolin then be like that hard attack
In the stack I lack a track for rhymes to come back
Always sacked up bagged like Lucky Charms on the farms
That Foster Alarms
I pull up and shoot up barns in Compton
Magic Mushrooms are evil
The friend of your ends you make in the bend displayed off the way
I stay a never spray my gat lay down growing in flavor around thing I savor
I major league with the beads of sweat dripping down my neck
Soaking my shirt work that hurt
I murk all fools who tool is in the fuel for rule in the quickness
A bitch lift you up to nip and tuck
But you out of luck to get stuck
Rhymes I pluck crimes and shuck the oyster gun minds in binds that rewind
All analog lost in fog that bog down
You could shoot a round and not bound like the crown I ripe for noun that type of thing
Word I sing curve the sting off hinge set you wet for sure bet
To lure sets into sex for they X off the dead cost of lives is no jive
I rein indeed with it to fully skip trick thickness in the head that bled
Cried tears shed for all the dead
Lead sprayed out spread out and laid men to rest
The best way to die is in the eye On Psychedelics give them a try
I high on Life my mind is strife stricken in the kitchen
I wish in the listen to this kid rip shit up
Flip a duck pluck a sucka ass and hit the gas
Fast at last make a dash to door poor for what’s in store to the core
I rip roar on tour with the War I got a born Saga I’m on yah
The bomber stay calmer through drama Yo momma!
My lawn chair fair to float in midair I stare at a farewell
I dare dwell in hell with the careful glare fully bully
I sulk and bulk on steroid get annoyed when toys slid in
Boys to men
Then more on your end to send it out shout out
I route no doubt word of mouth is the how trip spread
I dead in the head from my intake with no mistake
Of the mushrooms and bake on Ganja consume
Ganja is a good start for a martial artist
Your hard fist soften Silat and Escrima here
With Taiji, Bagua and Xingyi
I'm beyond and into Chi
I sold for free cold cuts to shut out
All the Suckas no doubt
Word of mouth led to the spread threw the head blew blown
All shown in the zone on blade tracks
Stacked with Maximum
Relax and sum
The Veteran I better men dwelling seed with speed like extra thin
My lesson is to bless in
Get the fresh ends I lend a coin to the man in need
I don't use the fuse that lit Methamphetamine
I gleam and a sucka ass dream
I clean up the truck for stuck in the mud
All I rap is blood steady heady and ready
For the dead heat to come unseat the defeat of the boss was the loss
I mastered the Psychedelic testing spirits
This time sweet carrots I dare you too bet to stare death in the eye!
Ask me why? I need to get high
I sucka cry but I slide right by with my wet dry vacuum cleaner steamer on fresh
I suggest you rap regress on the test for I to bless your tribe in the jungle
Bungle up the rumble for something from it to become nothing
I wing it I sing it to bring it the thing lit I don’t quit a fool get thick bullshit
Layed on by Crips and Bloods all thugs rubber does a trouble up to double up
I stumble fumble ball when all I got was shot up against the wall
I solved the crime with rhyme each and every time like green slime
I drop a dime on the mindset that flex all speed freaks with Techs bleak
Existence I list twist on the diagram the show slam! Jam and ran there
Be there or be square!
You dump your lump slump your chump for the funk to get it there
I let it flare up to beware of the truck jewels
Tools and lost cool is for fools I rule I take you to school
You drool for food and soon in it to begin with bong rips I flips the static
Automatic it’s tragic I get the fast hits to put you to bed instead
I bled service a fool fed nervous with the tool and sped off in the truck
A sucka duck the pluck him or her and buck mi amor I roar like lion
Try in the fly to spot an eye I die and don’t care why I’m fly
I got a guy tied up right now service with the pow all allowed to scour
The Earth burst a lung work in the slum for just begun to spread medicine
Let everyone win by smoking Ganja and then get on your Psilocybin
It’s a win win
Wu locks always shock like stocks dropped all of a sudden
Get your cut in the lovin’ to hit mix with trip on the sick for a quick fix
To problems I solve revolve a puzzle with a rubble laden wasteland that stand
Brand demand for the planned like bar code scanned I reach land
Underhand the sand dunes of desert like treasure the sector was infected
I reflected long on the song for the strong to be weary
Don’t scare G and live peacefully
Tai Chi
A murderer flee and see the details of failures in his life like a knife stuck in
A sucka that sin is a school yard villain
I always chillin’ and never bill in the sent invent to children spent in the ghetto
Let’s let flow take control of the foretold bold move to hold food and
Crew then soon to send a message to the ex-trippers who still deadhead
When I puff a Ganja Bud I drag a name through the mud that means blood
Suffer luck tour the World all squirreled I hurled up my guts
Servin’ cuts in the word up murder tuck the weapon with the step into the arena
Boy you shoulda seen a fool do with his tool what I saw drop a jaw
All law should prevent this tragedy again I hock up phlegm
I recommend I write instead to fight biters who lyrically tend to bite my words
I pretend to not notice the focus is on the dopest of heads the most in instead
I fed punishment I stun to set prevent the adventure that you censor
I quench more thirst than guts that burst like the overhead said that
I’m a red cat like but instead attract the slugs from guns
Murder hundreds in numbers before slumbers comfort tours in War
The score is poor to rip roar on the all four walking talking dog I’m knocking
With braided hair I tear
Crews get blown off maps with raps
Perhaps the stack I got rock
I stick it in for the top sitting on it to Glock
The nonstop guns
Turn a stack of ones into hundreds
With fun lit the subject
I rub it
A brain stain in the lane please refrain
From shooting people as best you can
The plan is savage to ravage
Do damage and ask for a kiss back
Will to attack the fact is
Tricks pick up sticks and lack biz savvy
They ram heat up the ass real fast track meet
With the mask on till dawn yo it’s on
I smoke a bong and prolong the song
I got gone throw it in a work with spin along
Shot up the fond of the wrong dub
In the club I suffer such as the rub
You get it pistol whipped thug
It’s a trip
Servin’ the lick with behavioral problems slip into oblivion with the sun shining
Blinding the climb in the time and the rhyme bent sent it to lend it out
Dead crews no doubt run about with the head cut off tossed up
Product shot up with the lottery I duck the got to be truck sucka ass G
I behave melodically rocked and free stop and see the flock you flee from
The lead stun the breed become the steed that some ride on to glide long
I throw up bong hits all the time it fold in your prime to smoke a dime
I recline unwind stop on the soft spot to top it to cop it the pounds and kilos
Bleed real slow in the tip toe to skid row with the bid grown into flip flown
The flip phone is obsolete I compete on the street to meet the demand
My demon seed land the brand Methamphetamine and Steroid
A cocktail Gold beware and avoid the deadly steadily climbing up readily
Don’t mess with someone’s trip boss
You get hip tossed like lip gloss
I rip raw and saw the devil
Several years ago I was a rebel
I did instead pull a dead skull
Reveal to the World how curled up
Dragon stock shot up with Ganja Product
Mushrooms and stun soon as bet
I through with the Tech
With a Mac 10 I relax then
A trip when I invent the cent that went out
To all crews don’t choose someone else’s path
Made it in math I task for the asking price
Cut through Ganja twice
I need many times more plus I score trip
To dip is to flip I skip hop and jump
I pump it up service the truck for luck
I duck under tucked steppin’ with weapon
Jet out head down a round shot off
I cough and say yep you cost a lot
You kill without a thought
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/03/23 02:28 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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It’s the Chi of the herb
And word! You heard it right here
Chi is infinitely complex
A rhyme that use sex like
I try a nexus of Chi
To relieve bad energy
With the tree Ganja Weed
Herb
You heard it here first
Mushrooms shoot your Chi into outer space
Hard to describe
They get it live
I thrive on my practice
I seek to help
Some yell in pain
I hear it all day
In the way are blockages and clogged up vessels
I restlessly tirelessly admire Chinese Medicine
I sent a letter to a friend
I intend to visit and relieve the energy deficiency and excess
Balance
The challenge is to heal completely
Defeat is not an option
Herbs are on my top ten
Acupuncture rates high
My martial art is number one on the chart!
Once you can relax, root and circulate
You are straight to learn basic Gong Fu
Feel the weight in your hands
As you build Chi!
It’s chill to try different herbal teas
Breeze on the dead stack throw back
To the 60s
When Psychedelics became a mania
A brain to yah use it to choose fit
Fluid do it to it
Don’t screw it up or you might cut yourself handling blades
Further in the days your Chi stays lit up
You truck rope when you smoke some Ganja tokes
Drink ephedra
Many herbs will send yah
I love trying all the different herbs and suggested formulas
Born to get torn and with no warning storm the stage
Show my Wushu in a page taken out of the maze of knowledge
The puzzle solved in the martial fog
Plus medicinal I chill and flow slow with the grown core
Yo step off
Homies is fly and you dead soft
Bake and the raw cost
I sawed off shotgun
Flex make checks
In the past I blasted
Great on a plate to eat up straight
Flow fluid to do it
The truth hurts in iron shirts
Coming after you to rap your crew up
Casserole was a task to pull off last night during the fight with your girl
Collapse from fatigue a quick reminder of behind yourself
Homies crept up
With the gats
You can’t last past the discharge of lead to the head
In the back of the head
Hold you down and do you
It’s true
You totally screwed
End of your life
I clock an icy rope
I teach a torture method
Broken down into section
I make the connection
See reflection of myself in the blade
Hard I slayed MCs
Blaze this cheese
Way I dead freeze up
Oh please cut it up
Need to knucklehead
Calling me Fred
While I’m red bloody
Get the money
Sunny
You funny
I just blow gun heat
At the sweet
They bow to meet me
Nice to greet G
I jump out my seat
A fleeting glance
At the martial dance
Avalanche
Get your left out Oh can’t you see
To check with the gunfire
I retire smoke weed
Don’t need no flak coming back from Gangster Rap
I clacked a fool who dropped his tool
Punk ass mark trick sit on stool
It’s uncool to hang with a fool
I don’t use tools I choose to fluid rip crew hit em up
Sit you stuck
Earn a buck off the chucks I serve cluck fiends
We in this
To speed and to a G isn’t it?
Blow the Cocaine smoke
Freebase
Get caught in the chase and you ace
Drop LSD after mushrooms a splash in the tombs of much too soon
I doctor doom
You consume the flesh to take a second and check it
Let’s all enjoy Tai Chi and drugs together
Together at last
Coming fast with the drugs in the stash a fat sack of buds
I chug a Almond Shake and bake on sacred smoke I toke
I go for broke
I broke in and and sold the pot then I got shot by ten masked men
An aerial assault left a cult of doom worshippers to serve doom further than soon
In the room was a bunch of prostitutes making pornos
I was born in the program with the show that slam
I jam a man up with Tai Chi technique
I speak bleak of the teacher that eat your brains with no explanation
I went on vacation and had foreign relations
With secret government
They lovin’ it when I write rhymes that incite lines of blow to get snorted
I sort of want cocaine
I need the cocaine for the insane
I smoke a dub sack up in the air with smoke blowing then again and again
And again
My friends and I all blow buds
We cut the shrubs and love our Ganja
Our momma said we the best farmers
She ever tasted the product of be darned
I charmed the log splitting wood chipping lumberjack man
Into soaking in the Sun and brokering my buds at the jam
The fiddle was in the middle
Lumberjack serving sacks of pot
No one got shot or anything on any wing of Martial Art
I cold charted retarded with the furthest out margin
I got a card carrying Muslim born Jew in the stew
Shooting rockets at the jock itch with aim and stock with the flame
Murder him with the cane
That’s all I can explain as a Zen Master I maintain
I hit the life force with internal styles of martial arts
I shake and baked a lot on meth make no mistake
It break downs all around with the pound the lounge never now on adrenal
I don’t like a penal colony either
The vibe is liver but to thrive I like Ganja
I done both so I soaped up rope cut on the broke strut street
Come with each defeat what teacher teach I reach on legal herbal
I read crew infernal that burn slow and do all that we know like blow
I show the fold rolled cold sold Ganja and folded all the calm there
I bomb fair just to maintain air I get a glare
I stare back and jack and that’s a fact
I rhyme rapped I sapped the strength gank and tank force of course
I short the sport for contorted I distorted all aborted to the score shit
I each or or fit the more I get the sweat come from the steps I done
Here I come with the weapon
I come with the black hand
All gang slang dropped that you can’t hang clocked over the brain
If you got one you shot sun I rock done off the lung cough for pot smoke
We all love to toke and it shows
Pot is mellow and I glow hold the soul in control
WIth the told this I hold my right fist with my left palm
To show all who calm who bomb and who got the bomb
So yo it’s on when I see a punk bitch
I switch up and fix the wagon stuck in the dragon
I tagged on walls lean on brawls up with knives crawls and psych
The doll is up the call I install a wall between us
The meanest son of a bitch you got to beam to get rich
I sick a hitch to dip with I trick a fool uncool and rule his school
I think a fool is a tool for who fuel to the core sit on stool
Snitch bitch can’t see shit and lit
I split the scene head back to the crib and dream of lean again
Shrooms with the battle axe
Shrooms get your rattle waxed
Fully hacked up chopped and rocked trips that stop rips and tears so beware
I stare a straight edge down at the crown head
I dead head it up and said awe struck
You out of luck
Fiend and I buck
Lean and I truck
For a team that tuck the Glock pull it pop you went I sent it to lent it out
Lease rent fully vent the invention with the mind in detention
I ascend the stairway to God
Pull the job off and the law is all struck by the awe with jaw drop
I did some major weight and break like a wave
I don’t cave
The more you slave brave and brand labeled the more cable you got
I like to smoke pot on a trip
And coming down take a sip
Pass it around
You got ground to take
Make no mistake on shrooms
I went on a lot of bombing runs
Hit tons of drugs up
The sucker sucked
I got the luck with the twist and plus I roll the wrist with weapons
I set in
They dead end
Ain’t no friend
I end the relationship
On a spaceship
I state that I rip in all the time
In all the mind I got
I shoot the shot
Loot your rot forgot the pot smoke
I took so many tokes I smoked all
Of it up as such as they bust I cussed you out
Fully routed
Come about it
I rounded up the corners
No rap coroner gonna body bag me
Unless I run free with the firearm
You won’t catch me with my latch loose
To get it light fuse with the pay dues
On the crew it’s true yo
Life is something to laugh with
A barrel of monkeys
You could smoke Ganja Weed
Drink some brews
Hit up shrooms you into mind fist solvent if you revolve it
Hit the wall hit spit your shit and grit
Mix the fix up with lips puckered I chucked heard the news and ducked birds
Word out the coup boss a crew tossed some shit into lit
I threw a fit and say why’d you do that?
Is you a ruling fat cat drooling on the attack with some clack?
Bitch you sound whack
I’m not black or white
I’m skin colored I hit the lungs heard with Ganja tokes and that’s word up folks
Choked on that shit broke and a bit smoke a few more hits and broke through
To the other side
I ride the glide from Psilocybin I slide
Mind Fist inside internal
I keep my clip so tight
It’s like I fight frightening with inciting wing tips in flight with insight
All raps giant strides in rides forward
I toward the more pour victim to stick them if they not got the shit
I top hit the sock flip talk of the town turned brown went down the tubes
Lubes used was Astroglide I fully ride in shit my mind so thick I trick
A bitch into thinking I’m lit and that’s it
I lit the wick throw the bomb hit so calm I split to hit the John
Lavatory savage story been to be in born heat complete with feats of strength
Any length you go to won’t show through I roll your crew for rudeness
My fluid fist enlisted on the mission
I show position in this War to score before I core to it
True it dat max stack with the whack in acts of sex and flex
I check the set they got I smoke pot and shot up on raw product
That rock the spot when I talk tough I soften it up
I chalk the blow dust trust that
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Clack the energy was Tai Chi with amphetamine
Meth led the lean on step to test the mic check 1,2,3
Rappers be Xd out I read a red route to the said shout outs
Fully cleansed lens to defend the Tao you bow
Seen it how I run rhyme how I gun crime allow
Gangs to run rampant
Just by chance flex and then you next sampling
Clamping onto the wrong crew with what’s happening?
Slap the thing up to rung duck stuck in your luck
Fully truck a sucker tucked a weapon on himself
I shot long the tend to often soften the blend
With defense I whence it came aim for the brain
A lane switched weak crews hitched to it
All the fluid ruin who rude in to flew end the blew head
Brains out leaking said route is freaking instead about the keeping
The Tech speaking
Bomb buds not the wrong cuss words that shirt you got needs work
I work a shirt that’s speedy dirty and need be I speed see
I can’t find no weed
So I bust the Methamphetamine
Weed is too expensive
I get the extension credits to dent with some lead flow from the gun blow
From head to toe I’m about it how I roll
I don’t need no stinky skunk for punk rap
I just stack Meth on top of Meth to feel the energy is to see keen
Into who be in the lead lane
Bump a sucka’s car off the road and explode with the bomb
I’m so on the set with my Tech 9 I have to rep with the rhyme
I got a dime sack now I happen to act like I act
I Max in the hood what’s good?
Should I hard to come by sun dry?
Damn these buds is fly
I don’t know why I ever tried meth!
I get the 10 dollars an O Dragon Breath to step with now
My magic crept up and that’s something we allow in the shout out from Death
I slept on too long the Ganja
It’s what everyone need and Psilocybin indeed
Make sure you smoke your weed!
We like gang banging
Real sets that shoot you dead in the end is how it end that’s how it sent and went
I bent release the drew through lent fuel to the scheme on the team with Gangster lean
What you fiend for cream?
I found it and down set fully rep it to jet with I accept stitch from the bitches
I clip this off and said you soft
I so hard on guard I garden don’t remember how far the set went far then exempt
From blood in the mud I cuss your crew to the drug that grew in my backyard
I got charred by the flame murder maim what became of the gun one in the same
I get crews done hang with spun dudes who new to see isn’t fluid to hang in the gang with
I rang hits off the slang mince words with dank herb murder over it the soldier spit
Fold your shit up I written the lesson my profession I testin’? Never that just fresh when
There’s no second guessin’ I let the Tech ring
Step to the rep through the best grew their own in the zone
The garden was a major part of the art
It’s nice to have a grow
Indoor or Outdoor
I love the Sun
Begun to spun now
With the service wow!
Like how you do that? They allow crews to set?
Never that I just cold kept the next truck coming
Gunning for the crown come down with Ganja all around
I like the sound of the pound when you threw it a round gone through it
The bulletproof to screw with the loose lid
I shoot the bid and further slid in with the skid
I got a lot of Pot
I seen the hot heat on the defeat
I rock the sheet of LSD in my next Psychedelic Dream
Like full steam
Get Mescaline and smoke DMT
Try it for free the trip diet and I ski on snow
Go below zero
The hero that still blow slow
I’m zippy on water got the cold shoulder to go shorter from injury
I binge watch the grand jury testimony given for Trump in prison
I sit in the kitchen with the dish in my hand and brand
I crew the land that and off it to soften with do dish soap broke the coat with smoke
Of pot you got shot I heard and damn that’s word I burned crews with words slew
I gone drew a cannon I ran for the ends I don’t pretend to accept the flex
Most people ill on reflex need to chill
I got the hundred dollar bills and feel that the wheel keep on turning
The man learning and girl heat rang with the stang clip spit from the lip
I still and stay lit I don’t quit
My glow is impossible to control I don’t fold
I got ahold of the fuel that school you
I rude to crews who didn’t pay dues
Some act like fools completely
Don’t like a seat free at the table
I’m willing and able to dish up for the label to stick up with fat cable that maple leaf
Is at it to teach the Pot smoking habit and growing with everyone knowing
Indica and Sativa flowing with the toe ring a nice touch
I got a ticket to stick it to a crew that do that shit
Fluid flip always clip dip in the ride
Coastin’ float in the thing hoping my swing gets it the thing
Is potent I flow seven digit stay frigid cold
With the light on this rolled
Behold! All told I got bold hit it up Gold Platinum
Still stackin’ some relax you in the new world order
Grinnin’ soldier that told you that yo
Skittle Skat bro we rap low from below the Ganja grow
Sittin’ in it till mo’
Come under control of the mob the job
Fully dogged I rap a law did I scrawl shit on wall
Service all who ruin and that’s all stick with glue in
Grill ice
The snow fell
All born in the well water
Got top to score
For floor hit the War up
I torn struck the whore cut
I born to but I scorn through
The Lord rule
All it’s cool I sit in a pool
I don’t go to school
Except for left end
Disturbed heard you blend
Words I recommend you first
To the flow’s end
I show red
I glow till I’m dead
Soldier bread broke
No joke just dope
Smoking cocaine
Grill ice
Why you ain’t from the street?
You busted back beat
Flipped the latch made a dash for cash and cashed out fast
I fast to rascal a fast pull the hassle my masterful word blurred all heard
33rd and that’s murder I serve a fool curve your school give it rule
All crews drool and fool around murder pounds of dope just lounge and smoke
I don’t provoke I wrote how I voted I sold it I fed shit up
Stick the lid tucked on any cluck causing ruckus
I mustered the buster you hear didn’t serve game but come and claim set
Like it’s no bet fear
I’m from Los Angeles land of the gangs you rinse your hands to bang all clean
Sold you with the gangster lean a gangster dream of the main mean the thing stain blood red
Murder to the feds is the further deuce on who this bled
A bloody mess
Protest the freshness I kept bitches back in class so I could serve that ass
I plastered I last heard of the bird on some dirt shit I work fifth in the strip a weapon
You could bet I roll up to gold and sold crept in with a hand to end this
I flow slow and control all soul I’m 44
I like to stretch out on the street
So I could kick a fool in the head
I spread cable to pull a fully
I Glock it I stop with the weaponry only if it’s illegal see
I text a G
Told him to roll when he come up with some Ganja Buds
I love to smoke a Bud
I’ve been in the mud too long 20 years
No bong hits rip fears of long rest I don’t test
I grew Mexican stress in my closet
Green and Seedless Super hardy
Crossed it with bag seed Indie
That’s Indica I been a flower grower ever since I known yah
I’m a stoner by trade
A meth head stayed with the blade and got it fade
I made with the guns
I service from to curve this
One
Learn to play then I’ll play swords with you
Rap crews lost
I tossed everyone to the side
Who wasn’t inside internal
All burn slow the blades make a hole or chop a skull
I dull on my set I murder threat
Bet that I left hat on the rack to step back
My Tech 9 is handy and intact I cracked a little
I need those candy skittles
I like a riddle I in the middle of the chaos
Between beyond the boss I ski on
I lead dawn to come
I sum from some drugs
Pull the plugs on all the thugs
That’s murder one they talk
Stalk with no warning you in the pouring rain
A blood stain from shaky aim with the gun
All I need is to dry out on Cash!
I found the Fast Cash
I turn Blue and kick back
I stack more than anyone else who seeks the wealth
But doesn’t have Cream
Rock this lean on topics with steam
I hot shit and dream of the stop it kid
I flipped a kid’s lid and served him a bid
They fans of MMA for life and every day
Murder in the way
I like to smoke all strains of pot
I got hot on shroom hunting in Washington
Tried variety
Don’t lie to me
The Psilocybin is different G
I pick the deep forest wild mushroom
My favorite
To flavor it
I take hit after hit of Ganja or Meth
I beat a fool to death with a baseball bat
When I step they crept up to stuck me
With knife my life became Martial Art when I was 15 YO
I sold a scolded man to run the program
Started learning and
Became magnificent
I rap different than other crews I so bent on the school of Ganja
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/10/23 07:09 PM)
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The stench of the kitchen
Brain bladed stayed in the stain red
A bloody mess I profess still how to not get stabbed and ill
I liken to kill nil is what you get when you sweat the rep I step
Into the stew a witch’s brew of the soon to expire might hire the fire inside to ride
I on a collide with the mind of sum run done the from it gun twitch trigger missed
The target I market to the hard to set farther you bet edit the mechanism is prison
Or listen I envision I mission is to fly high and glisten in the sky
Burn like the Sun number one and soon someone off the run for the office
It’s soft flex to law bet you all hectic to mess with the place that stays in the braided hair fade
Cut the shut want that front? You get sunk dunked on and punked long
I from the lawn mown show crisp Ganja hits good with sickness lie should
I begin to sit in this old wood chair in the air in the country fair and plenty
To marry the air heated I defeated the be with the G thick in the creep
What seep into been through that rollin’ fat soldier stack the maximum
Back in the sun ask you number one most asked question I sex trip
Like a Mexican I reflex to enter the country
Most lunch be a hunch I got is to stick with the pot Ganja Herb word
I’ve had cash for five years
They won’t let me touch you
Tears roll down my eyeballs
Lit the charts towers
I’ve got 400 Waters
I slaughters anyone who come with a gun to bully someone
I done I hit the lung trip corrupt for sum that slip
Shoot and you miss you always get dissed
Crossed out murder route serve em mouth kept runnin’ down the clock to talk gunnin’
With the fully loaded Glock I service chalk screech chalk dust is each topic
On the street you could cop it if I stop hit the rock sweat the botched threat
I expect to flow set murder jet up the block in cocked the steel for real
I knife up Mike truck murder plucked further luck will struck strike cause I’m Mike how I feel?
I ice up in the chain murder in the lane a brain further than insane the way in
Sick a trick so slick magic had to bag it to mag hit the tragic tip I baggage fix the wagon sip
Dragon my added end to the meaning of beaming I rein the heat did slid like beacon
You seekin’ I reekin’ of the Ganja creepin’ don’t worry I gone and burned heat
The teacher on this sheet of LSD I light chemically to set you free
I light the scene on methamphetamine
A meth dream some might see like cream so I lean
I got a rare gene I rein the stab you up crab sucker duck
Murder pluck in the way you suck this till I slay
To rush hits no delay I must twist up a J again
The way I spin I relate to the sin I see
I might G up the P duck from it I run it
The gun hit the public they love it I a ton of thick lyric
I sear it to fear flip the tear dripped I merely a tripper
Set like I grip your firearm I chuck an alarm signal up so everyone duck
I got the luck for what stuck you get the meth out the head until I dead
From what I said I bled bloody mess murder must confess
I got to serve word up the 33rd come with in gun twitch finger on the trigger
I’m much bigger than death I seen a step to left the creek up to speak as such
I reek of the touch to free the clutches off the sucka coughed and choked
Broken a toke when they soak in it to win it like the Dutch Did
Legalize Cannabis
I throw a dug up rubber flip the subject to murder hits with Techs
Bled head they turn red and turn dead a murderer said he federal
The rest will pull trigger bigger than a big swig off a glass for big wig
Smoke the grass flip a lid I hope Germany passes
The last of it medically to set it free eventually everyone will see
Like I be I the type the G up the P threat when I step I leapt the flex on you
Wrongdoing who in the hell is murdering swell that fat stack of cash
Murder ash up the class to sack the quarterback fast with the whiplash
The stash was huge in a mood to fuel the few bid slid ruin it intend
To screw it up royally all boil water I caught your daughter in the water
Again till I end this madness it gets tragic the flagship fighter jet lighter set
War in the brain murder down the lane for how it came to flame up a J then
In the way end the plain intent to vent murder is how it went I curve your swerve
They 33rd and heard water word up
I went on a two year meth run lookin’ for pot by the end I flow shocked gun threat a murder rep the step you take I bake on Psychedelic mushroom I hunt dip a spoon in the fluid to flew it I rule bit the toolkit off a new hit a cinch the stench that bled a mind dry with the eye in this whence I high on meth and hate it I got it faded I bladed the way I did it I rip hits and trip flip the duck tucked a weapon on him the long intend to end life murder like that rollin’ cat max on the taxes he relaxes and ass up it’s the past in the cut with the strut the stuff and bluff like something tough and rugged just cause he drugged I hug sets I wets the license to dice it up twice then a third I blurred murder curved the word up was structured height been growing showing low ring rung on the ladder the cat sat getting fatter what’s the matter your data show a natural hormone growth supposed it’s case closed on the lake of fire froze my toes freeze up as I ease in the cut the shut the place up in disgrace they laced with murder it’s the case I smoked some freebase cocaine and hit the murder lane I abstain
I flip a 40 day Water and hit up the drug kingpin
Relax it’s all how some begin the study
Psychedelic muddy the water relic
Get you plenty of drugs
Be in the country where something to see is nothing to flee from
Just begun to pay heed to the drum
Murder become of what serve further than one
I rung a gun and stung
I bun bake make it mistake to take it getting faded off the craziest
Law that set
Bet you wet up do some drugs
What kind of drugs?
My mind behind like thugs in the wind behind spraying slugs
I stop on a dime and can’t recline in this Warfare
The more scared you got you shot up adrenaline
Been better than the rest take it to the chest and don’t test
A Murder flex the further rest given the children who killed then
It’s in my Will then and Testament the rest spent on this invention I sent in
No question I best on the dragon grass with a big fist and weapon to the task
I bask in the Sun with a gun that’s real and feel the healing of Tai Chi
The Royal Fam flow with the Bam Pow Pop nonstop
The high dose mushroom trip makes you fearless
You hear hit it up you struck by luck if you found it to ground with
I bound to flip I doubt any clip a sound through the rip I grip tight around mind
Rewind the crime is peddling dimes and nicks I twist reefer is a teacher I like each
Either or neither nor hard drugs I murdered thugs backwards in a sack towards victory
Heading sickening see to lit the free I be in the style while I lead child I bleed filed away
Stay in the playpen I cause mayhem when I walk down the street compete with reach
In the trip a crowd is thick dispersed run cursed popped pulled up shocked flocks of peeps
I quit training against the grain and quit blowing glass cause my ass would keep smoking and training
I’m braining the stain in it blood through the mud a rub a club up suffer puncture wounds
Too soon to tell if hell will rebel and I elevate set it straight these trips are definitely great
Just don’t overdo it the fluid you screw in ten minutes of fame with flame one in the same
Fighting is pure sickness
With quickness I lit this
I might kill crisp
But until 5th I plead
Rock a G coat and float
I soak on tokes of Weed Ganja Smoke
I’m loced crazy
Violence doesn’t phase me
I fought a War and tore to the core
All you can’t ignore to score
On the drug scene
Murder lean on some Cream to dream
I might beam sight unseen
I get it clean to steam Gold and chill fold bold out
The holdouts
Can’t stop fighting
I’m writing this with my sight twisted like a rich kid
I hit cigarettes laced with meth
Until I’m sick of death
I step until I crept
Murdered
All thoughts unheard of in the bird cage
Each age turns a new page
Still the masters must be brave
Take the poison out
Your crop drip the soil like aluminum foil
All plants Royal
I toil away in the lab taking stabs at cuts
Too much Water but I thought your caught yours off guard
I go hard and disbarred the market price is twice as high I sigh
I ask Y I got a task they fly in the clasp rely on facts straight
Set a date to skate on it’s late and I’m gone I prolong
Fate has me strong to date I go bonkers and soft serve the ice cream
I dream of Genie I repeat be a fleeting case of laced
In disgrace you tasted it the face get lift
Missed the place in the spaceship I take off in to begin with
Alien
No brain slow when I tame toe bend
I defend hits and clips I go to bed dreaming of trips
I take sips more than twist turn in life like a knife I clock dice shot
My rice rot in the ice caught after the sought after Gold and Platinum
With precious stones all I release is Grow Ganja Clones
You could drag a name through the mud of the reject
Who needs to repeat that toking Ganja Smoking
I broke in the hope is to distance from the business side
Make it free and see the benefit
A lot of kids sending death threats with Techs and martial art
It’s smart to start with Cannabis
I market myself as a harp playing staying up late rap skater say later
If you haven’t instated the way it slid with Cannabis man it’s just a bust
Not to have it a drug best till the habit I grab it
You could end up tragic without trips
Not too much but as such as they rush crush cold
Psilocybin Platinum with the Gold and gemstones
Lead to prone to phone call
Bullet all the talk on Glock some backward thinking
The square pegs stinking
The hippies were cold in the game
What’s this name I keep hearing?
Steering dead on with head strong
The Tech gone in the head and flesh
Down from my neck I check
I respect the X mark chalk suit fully parked up in the dark
Bark at a fool you ain’t lived in Seattle with the rattle tail shake
Make a mistake half baked I raked some strange herbs
Highs that rise in disguise as I applies the insight
Been frightened MCs too light in this with a twist
A sucka got dissed
Fool lit back sold crack molded the map without enough gas I fast
I like a task on Water your daughter had premarital sex
I flexed on a fool once he wasn’t cool
I tried to dunk his donut to prove a point and shown it
Gangbanger with the hanger coat wire in the throat
I vote to end gang banging all rang in the hang in there homie
Sex trip I’m a sex fiend until I clean up with the ready in flux the function
I make assumption about sex and you under arrest for cutting red blood
Murder what?
Shaolin strut I eat em up
I lead in tucked with the fucked up much love to all the dubs out there
A player who stay fair in analysis it’s a challenge to not get sweated
All I betted is a death threat from the flex range in strange on a page
Stare back at me I wraps up G with the feed
I night breed I like a seed to sew lead with the flow pay heed there bro
All murder comes slow you bleed below and above you got no glove
I show you a rub I dub off almost everyone with two guns
I Sun I strum a lung done up with buds and mushrooms
I need Peyote my dad told me but he didn’t hold heat
I bold defeat basically everyone I lead the come forward
I more burned than I curved even I see in the game everything I explain
I drag the spot practice a snake fist
I make dissed crews on the list for tools
I rip into cool kids who flips I take sips
I clip a sucker set his check the wreck in a much earned
Best burned all churned out serve a murder route
I shout out to the 5 and stay live
I talk jive and cold thrive on the blindness I suffer from from guns
A brother rung on me so I hung with Gold and Platinum
That’s all you need with heat
I win at the track meet
Take back seat
You fleeting I’m defeating crews who bruise up
Fluid screw up the two cut in the mood but
I shoe in to win I clock a pigeon fist
On my wrist is diamonds and the mind tend to enter the Dragon
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/17/23 12:58 PM)
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Zippity rip slip the do dad fools grab at
Sat a sack a fat green bag swag the haggle of mangle that rabble rubble
Stumble fall all is who brawl called that call wall to wall
Install the fall to all who gnarly like Farley the homie all stoney
A lone key in the zone free so hip hi ho feed the slow speed I breed
Call it weed Ganja pot full up caught one on sun I rung stung a fool who did it
I slip with 5th 7 eleven sever heaven never blend it blended mend hits
The quickness I stick kids off wrist slid the hits big and I miss hits
The stick rips I grips ticks tacks off green sacks of Herb I swerve
Chocolate blurred the optic to stop it to rock with rip the caught flip
Zip a zipper eye eye skipper lip your fit tricks clip first for thirst
About to burst ill reheated first search the word curved I nerve of it
Into the difference slip trip stumble fall until they call you hippy
Dippy skippy lit heat beat the frisbee I sick see the wit free
Speed for bleed trip to stay in grip honey dip with the mix that ticks
Heat it meet it indeed trip slip clip in thicken quicken sick ends lends method sector checker wrecker effect your hectic tore War porn scorn born horn shore in floor then more bend or intend to send it mend sick tend crips soften glitch rock fifth topic switched mock it pull pop it rock it rocket up the heart of chart cold cop sick sack rock it rip rap often coughin’ toss defend meant more or off it pour mushroom brew stew it in cool tip rule whip school drip brain ruin insane blame game lane hit up sit but cut butt stuck open chokin’ Okie Dokin’ broken ass rear end famous entertain this blameless the name just flame up raid suction cup to brain lift the way in trips like lips gloss boss offer job slobber slob robber robbed not your top rock it rocks smoked toked folks smoke broke soak flow fluid do it to it flew nip hip hopper stopper lot your copper copped your proper not your big born wig worn cigarette or litter box jocks wet itching stitching rich kids flip lids sick bids lit hits mix tricks bag of sag of plants lance chance dance advance man just dandy busted trusted lusted fuss for cuss more dust swarn off the morning light in sight the Sun bright
Spike with Psychedelic High dose relic close to gel it toast fell it timber see lead ski fee pay leeway speed spray no delay I read may bleed indeed seed planted ants did climb up pants dance man’s real peel back thunder clap sap rap tragic magically blend spices dice it’s rolled twice get pulled your card hard in garden far then tar heroin bend the recommended opium soak in den cope through ten step program show slam broke and toke Ganja planned Sativa dream nine blade leaf reefer creeper seep into cracks facts raps act up track but the slack shut wonder what under cut rubber nuts off club your butts hum your song fart along smoke bong light Js plays ways in stain red again spend maintain blend defend the lent coin toys employ skid this into disk slips rips the mix
You smoke the Ganja and train right in your brains lit don’t quit get it the city is spent meat the country is funky with Okies I broke heat busting with you meet the press detest impressed by flesh meet stress the beat best with complete sweep in the chest take the hit don’t quit you get it up to trip then again until you end suffering like Buddha said in your head you mend through the medicinal complex that bomb stop your flex you a nervous wreck heard your set met disaster chapter after chapter sad your born name glorified aim of brains lit quit that written word read blurred fed the edible medicinal pull off sweat from rob with threats you meet next I greet with the cheap chirp bird lurk in back with the sack pull it black hard on guard in the Yard smoking meth creeping techs what’s next is anyone’s guess I hope you can chill and not stress
Brought through the 36 chambers of death the city is a mess of concrete trees complex you navigate you get it to date I don’t sweat it I’m bladed I stay in my mind my chi circulates I skate straight to date you get dead headed I bled it to edit the country tore with War like the City but before the nitty gritty you get slid heat the dialects are stress multiple lead sprays through the head stays intact rapped that black gold solid wall of it too tall to hit through I’m superglued to the few did ruin it they tools kept quiet don’t start a riot I buy it up the truck loaded with stuff I get it rough they handcuffed haven’t seen it as such as much as your diet clean in a dream you got leaned on to clean the bong sew seed won’t be long before disease spreads pestilence beyond second guess you flex for no reason past season to breeze in like we did iron chefs that progress to the struggle bubble heat meet the sweetness with bitter change your litter box everyone pulls up Glocks
They call me Michael John Hand with the brand label stable capable but away we go with flow here we go again sold out shows when they hold men accountable more than allowable go sour fully the bully wool heat up skull heat beat the defeat with my extra special let go through the set slow till I pull the Dragon got in the bag every time I rhyme I send this dime piece intend to line grease the X mark spark the dead ark off the bled stark like a wedding I’m never sweating I’m heading past the red blood ring the sting complete I unseat I get it sweet to the teeth past the beast the 666 with the stick in I mixin’ a brew up for all the rude people to stew become equal as they feel the fully depleted and dull blades city guns spray all over the place
Model throttle hot you’ll block blur burned turned spurned churned learned curved word heard third Bird swerved on murmur tuck burner cluck sucka off loss toss it floss kid cost bid soft fifth slip dip crip hip hicks tick tock sip sop nick knock rip rock clip clock dip dopper topper flop your clock turned lots learned hot shot through caught as sought wrought not hot got shot pull popped flocked stopped hocked spat spit lit lack flip flap act black tack rack sap knack clap sack fat rap map off clip miss heat seat flip beats wrist leaked a digit frigid trigger isn’t with it tick it Knicks wicked with trip fitted lifted skidded did it didn’t even cement reinvent deed that sent lead that bent vent adventure dentures tense cores more whip poor sip the skid row floor mop sop top cops cocks off it soften coffin boss when top ten rock send hip hop friends end topic botch hits stop it soft slip sopping wet fist blood
Release all reflex
Heat blessed to the X mark
Shark pull stark on arc
Heart split in two your whole crew too
Lit through the glitter on glue
To sit there
Get lit air
I rip tear
Thick rare
For I stare
I get the next on in the run
Someone stun so I gun from the lips sink ships
Trips mixed me up
To tricks that tuck
All I do is pluck
A sucka duck
In the nuts
I flush some stuff
I lust for love
I dust off rub
I glove for snug
I release like drug
Practice weapons every day
Tai Chi Gray Alien
Bagua mind gone
Xingyi with it freely shoot
Pollute with Escrima
Salute with Silat
All rock
The shot is flow caught
With a knot
I pull out stops
Release thoughts
Stay laid back
Deceased is fact
Your rhyme blacken up
Rap that stuck you in cut
Run through what’s up?
I suffer function crew love the fool
I come true
Sun drew on the gun
I from the stun so I come from the gun
I release spun spin
Go for the wind
Blow hard intense
Crew on the fence with self defense
Health is the wealth
And Meditation
Purify yourself
Take vacation in life
I got the black crisp rockin’ interlocking fist
Clocked blades and sticks
Chain that you twist up around
Hit the ground running
I’m sunning
From heat ton sweet
Even black heat and gray
Stay away before I slay
I don’t like to see that shit
Roll a hit job
Slippery slobbery clobber all the G
I mixed up solvent with the weed
For Hash oil to boil
Smoke it any time you need it
I feed trip
Like lead sick heat grip
Icky sickness with the bitchness
I fist switch up the dish soap on rope
Slippery slope to climb
In my mind I unwind
High dose psychedelics
Like crazy all blaze P for Platinum
It’s the Hash Oil
Sativa rendered into splendor
Invent your rhythm at the center
Bent your bench warmer
Get up on the floor yo
You born slow puff glow on the roll of Sativa Oil
I got employed Royally all soiled the seed up
My weed cut with speed?
Never that my reefer stays intact
All the creeper
Higher leaper
Jump out your seat you’re weed born
Ganja torn off many a head
Turn red blood in the mud if you got the cut
Suffer such as red blush you stay hush
Plush and lead handcuffed
The man stuffed
Eaten a feast
Deceased as East West Coast beef
I floss like giant so don’t try it
I mind fist on me see I be breezy
Roll up all the trees and ski
I pulled the trigger and
On Psilocybin God Damn!
I’m not allowed around Nuclear Weapons
I’m considered insane although I step in and came
Swift
Riffed on all my tracks lifted
Lift the latch
I hit for kids to attack with
Like matchstick
They ignite on sight
I plight of the topic Wizard rock it
I'm on jet plane insane in the brain
I let lane loose with juice
I got a deuce
I choose fluid and ruin it on water
I’m on water
I got caught your thought up in the product
I locked up
My rocks cut with something but I don’t be fronting on that shit
Crack kills swift
Although a grip of cash
I quit Meth and stick with the Weed stash
I quit Psychedelic
I seen it and you can believe that
I lit one
My six gun trip some
Off the boss the topic
I clock it all the time around and on a dime
I sound profound like the locked line that bound and gagged
Bullet tagged in the magazine
To see who let you lean
On some cream
Stare in disbelief all deceased grind your teeth
Flip like Golden Fleece I Greece
I got each to seek through the teacher knew
How to reek and grew of Cannabis and Mushroom
I’m still entombed since I heard the boom
Of the dynamite stick light that wick you sick forever
I buried treasure that lever pulled
Severed dull with the leather skull that turn red and full
I measure all measuring called the measure down broad
I applaud all challenge to valiance
I got pure talent and allow this how I refrain
From fighting
I’m lighting up mics writing
I’m exciting to chill with
I don’t don’t take pills or shit
It came from Cannabis and Meth
Plus herbs I learned burned and branch chain like lance lane amino acid
I got a task trip off Psilocybin and a little flask of LSD I’m still inside P
I could rock LSD almost endlessly
Let my set free
I like the P it makes
Takes cakes with clam bakes
In the steaks I break with
I hate twist to disdain off the list
I flame frame and blessed I tried three LSD trips
One strong go smoke a bong with that
Fat cat rollin’ stacks
Murdered blacks off tic tacks and raps
Perhaps I lapse in judgement
But all the Sun wet
Further inspect the rep
I set
Make a gun threat idle
I while in the title
I’m a shroomhead
Feel the loud boom and turn red
I’m deadhead
I like the acid fraction
I fast when I take it sometimes
For some crimes I roll dimes
I rot minds
I pull up fully wool up and blind
You have to get shit crackin’
To max in the eye sight
Seen eye slightly warped and twisted
My lens was Gold and Platinum
I max for Sun I dead rung
My head from the herb originally swerved
Childhood smokes for folks who broke they need tokes steady
Ready to head heat up
In the lead but I read truck rope
Around the dope how that sound?
I abound with cuts ruckus come word the 33rd burned me
I learned keys off cheese spray
Play the Blair Witch Project
And stop set
I’m a magician in position with butterfly palms
Fully calm I’m on
I drop the bomb and stay strong
Late your lawn mown greatness
I achieved with the blades and sticks and chain whips
I mark tricks up
It’s a stick up but I don’t like to tuck fools
It’s all cool in school
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/19/23 11:46 AM)
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