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 Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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Mind at 9
Blowing wine
Out the basket
Ass kicked
Plastic Glocks
I stalk the street
At night
Blow out the lights
WIth air strikes they flight’s
Prepared for the scare
They tear flesh and bone
I get stoned flashbacks
And I’m on caps
For sack of bud
Study the muddy waters
Your order a design
To blindness
Rewind this
What time is it?
I line up crisp
Bitches hit you
Slit throat glisten coat
It sugar coated
Soaked till it floated
Root Beer wrote it
I got exploded
Corn Cob pipe
Like I’m an old hype and stoner
I keep telling you I’m a stoner
Tripper cap flipper
Pull up your zipper
Your shit lift in the air
You dare cry?
Pullin’ up high
The air dry
It’s hot
People get shot in the stare them in the eye
Confrontation
Every examination of the facts reveals blacks are targeted
And Hispanics black market flipped and sold Fentanyl Pills
A dollar a piece
Shit is easy to synthesize by the gangs that lit your cries for help
I’m telling you I’m a stoner
I flip a loner in his or her zone blur
Until it stir Gold earned a fat purse
What’s worse is the curse of the Plaintiff
Arraignment skipped dripped brains and Crip Walked
I hit Meth out the ballpark
A Narc is a shark on target
With a lot of except that flavor neighborhood behavior good
I stay gripping’ wood grain with chains
Let’s all roll 8s Sativa Cannabis with the Water Fasts
Earn Keys in G cement that invent the bent all over again
Torn in the ten speed dead weed meth bleed I accept Ganja only
I stone key in the lonely fee for the speedway street talk
I be balk and walk out the chalk mark psych the mind up on a diamond
I lineman binded bound winded winded wound wounded
Cocoon in the fluid lens that grew tense
I trip a lot
And lit like a Glock
Spitting rounds off without a thought by itself
Someone pulled the trigger
A master with no care or awareness of the air that shit is daring
Wave your fists in the air!
Catch the Ganja safety net with much respect
A Tech can kill you but unless you stupid Ganja won’t loop that kid
I slid in on both
I like a megadose
See how high I get and rep
Don’t step to the crowd and sweat
I sweat and the crowd step to me
I don’t key
We all G and like to smoke Ganja Weed
Herb
Whatever you call it’s word like dollar bill the topic
I stop hits on tricks with the magic fix the wagon
Bag in the pocket zip locked to stop the flavor loss
My behavior cost a lot on strike to light right up
I love a Reefer cut
Soak and such out as blood flow
Release the roll and behold
I’m an Eagle like Gold
Sometimes flipping shrooms
LSD
I’m intelligent way I be
Magically enhanced with the answer to the question
You can screw your face to taste plus ace a place called laced strut
Glutton for the Ganja Hut then
The shock ring the talk singing winging it
Bringing hits with the technique time tested in the flesh kid
I rap respected always blessed with the MIC degree
I G and free likely I P still I bleed until power drill kill
All ruined but I stew in the fumes end the fluid lens to do it
Recommend fluent in the ends to wreck crews true as they intend to bruise
I shoes up true and that’s tough to rough a fool up for opening season
All breeze in the cheese then I speak recommend deceased fools that grease crews fled
All of them bled with the knife wounds it’s my type to spoon soon
I a goon that fire gun at high noon in the dry room
Ganja crying to be consumed I got it shoe in
Square two circles around the beef drew a crowd all around they found
When I down I rock it from now until you read clear
The fear sets in with those whose sets spin
I liken to end the entrance for the indentations in the head that’s dead fact
How you react depends on your map
You cold cap it you practice till they back bitch
This rap’s crisp
A fool got dissed with a tool in his mouth after blowing the house down
I got a crown I wear tear into the flames that names unnamable
I blame you pull up a gun and entertain you well
I rain crew as gel all max and mellow
Like jello I jiggle wiggle waggle sag your pants hand up advanced
Chances are slim for you so you should recede with your whole crew
Professional rappers got they caps turned
Shit shove in and that’s backward
I cap blurred the sack stirred up my bad words
To attack first
Only Ganja in the sack now
How I reroute a doubt of the act that shout
I Mac a mountain off a fountain of youth
Truth recoup the sleuth on deuce for gang truce to get footloose
I juice I ruin slid they flew in instead
Mortally bled to death
Sex entrance into the flex the Dentist drilled your ass
Killed in class to the task a mismatch
Rollin’ nowhere fast a soldier ask
Why we gotta kill and ill in Civilian life
I murder mics up the job to strike lightning
Clap thunder everyone wonder in disbelief
I feel grief yet released as I deceased off some cheese in the breeze
Blinded by the light
I’m riding a Cash route
Speaking of Riding
I need a butterfly wing again to extend
Clips tend to spread murder will it instead of the burner you led
The charge on hard guard their garden
It’s a far thing to the starving peeps cheats with skis and eats
Sweet pastry a tasty thing someone wing bust
I trust that flushed out the cat
Sold his map for a gat to relax on my back strong
I hit the bong and sold wax for a song
To fully back wrong the full heat straighten you late in crew
To break some fool
Wreck crews
On the W you always lose
Rock these shoes I got and crew on the top
I hop a hip to Glock sick murdering the tricks and flips
Little Hicks who rip shit up sit through a snuff
I dust a love message to professional
Set you full of Bullshit
I murder hit
It’s on the list
I rock a crisp chain with medallion ice gleam like at Shaolin
With the nice steaming ice bath Murder was the task and the class
Fully outlast the dash of spice that mics up fed
Murder in the head until they dead
A soldier got held out his folder for spread
The ingredient was obedience to the slinging lead slugs
Drugs don’t mean you thugs or put it down in clubs
You gotta rub fools use the tools you pack exact
Ace crews with blades when I’m playin’ with my gray meth ball to the day
I release stray shots at blood clots
Serve a sucka why not?
They gone get rocked on the block to stop that shit
Always hittin’ never in the kitchen fixin’
The meals that’s real I got a heat gel that swell my feet like a diabetic
I edit crews
Flew in with the two step till it through bet I come through slept
On beats defeats toy MCs avoid flight Gs annoyed by my speed
I got tons of OG weed
I hammer the fam your thinking of with the iron glove gauntlet
The bomb threat is always in step with the check
I’m about to murder wreck a sucka with a Tech
Flyin’ white with a diamond on sight they pull weapon
They threaten people and can’t hang
Catch the sequel for the dead end my mind is peaceful
P be up on a G PG&E
Platinum clean out attacks with rung bell
Murderers dwell in the curvature hell is servin’ fools
I got this I Glock this
So many Glocks with kids
Glocks is bitch
I don’t like a floss on the cross for the boss to toss it
I lost it and topic stop shit rock spread murder head
Bled bleeding bloody all money with gun heat
A fool is complete
Learn some fighting technique
I’m lightning till next week
Always writing raps
Serving facts up
From the back I get struck
I don’t know if this is supposed to be funny
So all I do is stack chips and count money
All ducks that move with the soft groove get shot up
All ducks in a row the product is bomb threat
Etch-A-Sketch threat to erase I pace
Mace a break no mistake flake and bake and shake
Hate a player hater fate is the derringer
You ain’t got a care in the World so you swirled ice cream
My mic seem lit
I bit a murder verse off a Crip to Drip Brains
I got aims with weapons maintains fools be steppin’
I left in the left end a lot to send off friend
I bend bent say it stay it up ladies and gents
With dental floss all soldier tossed his shit
Or hers who’s murdering first?
On first base on a chase to score in the game
Maimed and killed ice grilled spot got chilled on
All in this until the real sharp steel comes strong
I sung a song of bong rips
I float and save my chips up for the bitch in the cut
That spurn to struck a kid
Fit that shit into your vacation plan
I’m no stranger than fiction or truth
I run and hide when it’s time to ride
Peep gats and slip through the cracks like suicide
Inside my mind I got diamonds and treasure
A measure of sword scored an award with kin
All sin wiped away when the time spent is for rent due
In your place to practice
You a hack until you skill with the ill
Weapons until you center and not step in
I see the left end all day
A ray of Sun begun to illuminate
Set it straight
I like a late night snack and stack Platinum Plaques
My mind raps
I jacks fools who attack schools with guns
Mass shootings from the polluting of culture
Everyone vulture swoop in on the carrion
I stay very strong I need bong rips and swords
I love to check in the source of this no flex on the X marks the spot dot a fool shot
Eat the wrong thing
Swing a bat and contact
Black servant all churned in the distance of slavery
Behavior get crazier when the blaze blurs
But I hold it down like murders
I curved and burned
I need to burn one
Meaning a joint get in the way I’m on point
I strike down the boy and man
Anyone that can’t rap is strapped right now
The town
Painted red
Against federal regulation I saved the nation
From the radio station that plays shit
That’s whack
I’m on a long lap of distance
I been since the resistance effort prevailed
It was all hailed by the countrymen
To something ends the toughness and roughness
I blush chicks
I finish crisp
And crips run away from me
All the skulls cracked it’s Wu
Come through with the fluid
You couldn’t do it get it done you ain’t from the ruins
I true flip school kids on Murder lids of grass
In the stash my burner lasts
I got that Ganja and a lot of harm done on it
I reprogrammed my whole set so I could fight
Bet
I run through a Tech 9 I got the next AK-47
Down the line and you out of time
All relax recline
State the facts you in a bind
I just wash my mind and soul clean
In this bad dream I had
I don’t get mad or even
Never fight believe in Wu
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/08/23 09:03 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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Stretch X marks
Bullet parks in the extra dark chocolate
Nighttime ride inside
You could ride the shotgun
A lot of a ton
A gun go off
The boss flipped his roster
You saw stir in the World
A third of the slid was hidden
Forbidden from carrying weapons
Everyone sex in the game
Called murder flame I exclaim
I brain drain
Bike in the lane with flame
All one in the same
I twitch stitch and came
With the aim
To never miss always hit
Servin’ fit
A monkey trip
A punk be slipped up
I ripped the truck jewels off fools
All straw hits jack
Need a Mac to relax to the music
Music true in it’s form is pure worn through
License grew on the dice kids up into stew
Flight with the crew
All hectic expect tricks to flex in it
To begin with you could get ridden of
Fittin hand in glove
A love is a dub sack
Murder black in the act of contact
React with the bomb back
Sold crack and relax
Flip Flap hold max and see cats dance
Take a chance
My style is advanced I answer
The word up cancer
Hands cut off stiff real stuff
In steel rough with the handcuffs
And be as such it’s too much
What kind of gun you strung from to have done it come Tuesday
I import Ganja from Hawaii just for sport
I contort the majority better than the Florida Keys
All Gs pleased with the ease in which I breeze
I got a disease called skis
I max Chi to degree for the Hawaiian you see
Don’t flee just light up a tree
Stand next to me and be with one of the greatest
Of all time
Can’t believe the way I rhyme when I’m
On Ganja Hawaiian it’s the bomb for the lawn chair
Through dawn you could see the glare of the Sun
All eyes read for Human Consumption
I run some to folks who want the Holy Smokes
I’m having the vision
Again
Imprisoned for Gold lens
My friends
Check this
Wreck this crisp
Dissed a lick of twist
With what missed the mark
Your target got a scar in it
I market the fate
Of the to date
Greatest players of the game
Maintain
How brains light
Visions at night
I bright as the Sun
Hydrogen bomb from
One of the greatest
The finest
With the inside scoop
On all
You need to shoot down the enemy pilot
Who even try it
I light up the Swastika
With shots in yah
Ballin’
Eight Tre
Of a Gray Gangster Alien
The way we been
Is shame on them
Ahem!
I hock up phlegm
Need the Ganja intend
To soften Water and Liquid
Stick Tricks in the system
To listen to crews fist with the brews
All lit and on twos and threes
Cheese!
Top Trees with the breeze warm
Diseased before the norm what’s sworn
Born again
Acts that end the rational blend
Of folks with jokes to spoke with
Poke fun and missed
The seriousness
Of the Business
I represent
I was sent as an expert
In all the flex jerk
Infighting and rhyme writing
Down and dirty grinding
On the time being
Mind I’m seeing
Electrical hookups
On drugs that pull plugs on thugs
Gangster visions and mugs
For the decision each one is different
I get bent
Fully loaded
With baseball bats holdin’ fat stacks
I max
Got to ask about the facts that stats you raps
Pick up jacks like gats intact
With flack spittin’ out the written
Or freestyle
I challenge any child who be wild
To calm
Smoke the megabomb
All levers on the bong hits
I strong crisp
I foggy like a wisp
I hog heat and defeat the bleach
In meds eye that iodine
In crack black tar and it’s crap
Soldier bold your cap fold up
Tracks that old but I sold shut case
Cold on maps that fold up
Military is scary
And I can hang but just barely
I dare heat up
Psilocybin to the rhyme again
I want the Ganja right now
How could you slip up and let a meth head
Read you his bleeding said
I’m on meth and death tripping
Sipping flipping lyrics
Quickening you fear this
But they can’t come near this
I got a beer itch
A cinch to split in the ink with the thinking
Blinking me ice skating rink crinkly G
I wink and a fleet of warships
Come to tore shit up
Lead the on Ganja so what’s up?
The mellow all hello
Trip a dip off a skip and flip
Write this while they bit this and try to trick
You into the blues with bad drugs
Bad thugs released from prison with bad luck
From the decision
We live in a prison
With violent criminals
Grilling ice willing twice the step is to beiz the tree smoking wonder
But you don’t know that so you flow tracks under
Offensive on the air you intend this to be a player
Say your name for mayor
I don’t dare go there
Like a lair of dragon
I bag in with Ganja and Meth
Herbs words meant for Psychedelic I tell it to kids even
They see in the dream the scheme to light up beam
Like this on cream
So what you mean?
Do you gleam a soldier fiend for more after War is over
For PTSD his or her medication
Ain’t no way in the place to take place like an invitation
I stay in the hate kin for plate spinning
Winning with the 9th inning in sight beginning to inflict fright
I’m chilling on the dice rolled
Patrolled all Gold
Sold my soul and paid the toll
Time to take a stroll
It’s liquidation
Don’t you dare hang up to beware in the cut
Careful your tucked weapon is hair trigger
Figure that with the gat
You strapped
Rollin’ through scrapyard Golden
Told in the game about drugs claim
No hugs for thugs in the flame because
Of tugs on the rope
Coat this to float this
Begin bug business
Who wrote this?
I know it’s the twist dance
Lead romance
In the glance at the hos that down dis
Cold they town frisk you down for weapon
Now cap is checkin’
I hold down the heavy flack
So I could kick back with a sack of the Hawaiian
I’ve been twice to Maui
The climate and soil is unbelievable
We hittin’ up at Wu Tang
All Ganja and Shrooms
So who rang the bell
That doesn’t ring?
I flight in the thing
Likeness to wingtip
All lead trip in the grip
Of Cash we got later skater
I hit it up major
I date your caper with lack of flavor
Incentive to bend it as a kid
Is the skid off hidden
Trips crews is written down in spoons of dope
Smoke choke broke the vote for hope to soak
In the bath with a sack
Be right back
I got a Meth cap
With herbs
Word to murder and nerves
We took it further than the burns
On taking turns to turn up server
With the curves on the learner
Beginner a sinner in fact with tracks
That spin your backs and raps
Clap Cap because it ain’t rhyme rap
How’s About you and me smoke a joint and take a three hour walk
In Hawaii
Hawaiian Paradise is nice to experience with a pleasant walk
The Ganja lets you truly feel the place
You notice in Outer Space
A Lotus blooming
All consuming fume in the room is poisonous
I join the best to make sure my expert here
Never lurks in fear to steer clear of all those near
People pack guns on Earth
For what it’s worth I don’t carry
I hit up a Junkie for the Heroin he sunk meat in the 6 feet underground
I dropped a pound click to rob his job of how that sound?
Thick
The whole crowd is lit expecting it
Gunfire to rip
We don’t like Meth, Smack and Crack
We want the flows to come back in the undertows of the Ocean
Snorkeling enjoying Sugar Cane
A Pineapple field is for real one of the most healing things you could experience seeing
Macadamia Nuts
All the cuts Hawaiian the real thing from the King of Hawaii
I always try to be Polite
I lived for 15 years in a Small Farm Town
We shoot on sight in Los Angeles
I used to make Glass Pipes
And smoke pot and practice Silat and Escrima all the time
All day long
On the 16,000 foot peak in Peru
We don’t sniff glue
We practice Tai Chi and sniff a little nose candy
The rush of the flush through the form
A born trusted touch it to crush it dust hit the bit in such a fit
As you must get lit now
I risk the Pow!
Tai Chi was so good for me
I don’t key
People practice on Speed and all kinds of drugs
But the real thugs sniff the Cane and Smoke Ganja and explain
How Tai Chi is the sure thing for healing seeing the trees and I ski
Sometimes
I rhyme
Don’t drop a dime
We have severe criminals in the neighborhood
Up to no good
They need drugs and martial arts
That’s the smart thing to do
I true teach them
They freak the style every weekend and weekday
Don’t expect them to bend yet and display the set flex on rays
Guns from fun you done under I slumber in the lead
I got this true indeed
I’m a chill approachable guy
I practice the eye masters
The 3rd eye hasta open
For spoken word
Absurd to think you could bird chirp on me G
I light up a C Note of the toke and smoke it down
Crews from all around drop the pounds
I like to lounge in the cut
I don’t like how punk MCs strut
Shoot you in the gut or what’s up
Duck you to stuck you in the head until you dead
That’s some punk ass shit to duck Federal Charges blip on radar
Starts some smart ass bitch
With a crisp sheet
Got cold feet and was something sweet
I tried to eat him up
Cannibal
All ram in his drawers when they tore down
It’s War all around
I increased my Ganja smoking
Went from one to two grams
Smoke the whole eighth and you bake like frosted flakes
Murder a mistake to take it further
I got a burner
A fast learner
Churner upper like butter
I cut your shit off
All skid slow to a stop
Pop a gun for fun?
Never that we roll with the gat to attract bitches
Who suck our dicks and fix this like the tricks they is
My rap diamond blizzard
The Wizard what is it to keep it fresh?
All I suggest is the rest of the past tense
Murder Master the last steps you take
Ache in the wounds to tombs
All suckas meet there dooms
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/11/23 11:55 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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Tai Chi makes a Dragon turn Cold
A Blood soaked rag to wipe off the blade was displayed
Like a Hand Grenade to a Soldier
I fold up the torn
I’m sworn to uphold the Rule of Law
I’m a Citizen of this Land and the Bloodshed is Excessive
A lesson for everyone is good Tai Chi
I turn any stick I pick up
Into a magic trick that lights my wrist and neck up
I don’t flex but I attack as a left hand grab the stick ambidextrous
Bet I twitch
Accept its medical
Expect it to turn Federal Crime in China
Everyone like me got shot in China
When Martial Arts were outlawed
I southpaw sometimes and turn dimes into fine wines for the sample
With ample pull cancel class and bend your bullshit up into truck rope
Cope with Ganja Smoke I broke it
The mold fit the quotation flip the potion that make medicinal tea
Ganja is just another herb for me
I cancel class for free on Psychedelic Mushroom like Maximum
The flat stand the land with the retention of fact that smacked you
Upside the head you can’t stand full up
On a duck the water off the back as surgical mask in the stash
With Cash I got a mashup of styles
Flow for miles my children got killed when I sealed in
And flow real in the defend the self it’s a health practice
Balling
All fuel is lightning
I’m waiting to revolt
Cold let it Fold up
In the Sold strut that cancel cuts that tucked weapon you steppin’ with and bitch ass kids
Lids of grass in the stash
How could time have passed so slow in the roll with untold crime criminology
I expect an apology after you solve a key with solvent
Revolve hits wet a job meant to be bent
I entrance left this place defenseless with the strangest intentions
I disarm
Pull the charm out the pocket and lock it
Pull it pop it
Shocked tricks can’t handle in the mix how I fix the wagon
It’s staggerin’ how bad I been lately
I use a skate key to break fee to relate to G
Water Fasting tomorrow
So sorry I have to borrow the keys from chocolate that’s disease and sorrow
Pop went the cannon
I’m banned from Federal Prison for having the Vision
On crystal Water cracked back bullet for the slaughter
You ordered in fact you Warrior sacked the storm front
Smoking a blunt what you wanted was to get fronted
The stunt fed the murder rate reinstated the greatest of the dated
On the playlist was the Fist and Weapons with the twist
Got the letter then to write better than the sweat your wearin’
Without caring blaring out sound aware of who was down
Who got down on the ground for hearing the sound of the gun blaugh!
Crews don’t allow the snooze button shrooms cut into sales
Fail all the cats they did hail from Oakland I take my first smoke then
In 20 years, I fall out, die, shed some tears, then kick rears
Except I ear to the street go Psychedelic all hella lit up bell the difference ring!
I sting a little thing in the swings by the playground they heard the Glock sound
Since they was little kids they wanted to get rid of guns in schools
Cause fools was runnin’ up with heat on the street
Tracks glow and you captured a rap track from below
Don’t feel cold and bold
Your strength hit the limit so gimme it
That raw
All I saw was jaws broken
Folk in the game flame up
Remain tucked weapon
The same as crews steppin’ with
Left to crisp they get dissed
Relief comes in flow fluid
To do it I ruin careers
Steer the ship into blip on radar
Take you so far out
You can’t sound doubtful or you’re route pull
A fast card to sound hard
All rappers on guard with the alarm sound charmed
The darn if I be the top rhyme skip the lock find it for free
No firearms!
You got alarms to pull the Glock and pop them then shot your friend too
What this trap bitch gone do?
I screw in the lid on the jar of bud to pull up in the car
All you went was far away from par so you slay
Murder delayed by further display of venom
Left in denim they relax and intend to kill
Raps rhyme bill until the wielding the weapon get to threaten them back in
The gun claps and
The spent blood soaked provoked coated robber with a job that hurts
Kids slobber on their shirts
I go to work and perk up the dirty stuff I heard of keys rough
But you all enough to act tough
I’m sick of the game with the gold chains
All I got is blown out brains from dice games
Blanket to mark it up
All we got is darken shots
Murder plots on hot streets
Clock a block dreaming of the next day cream gleaming
Around the neck and wrist freezing
Breezing Gs in the lean on the lead glowing head
Dice up meds
I slice some bread and come for the head
Got the Feds screwed with lead bruise
The edge sharp and you lose choose to flew it’s the rule
My crew do unto you out of the blue
My Gong Fu is for the stew
In this knew know fluid flow
From head to toe dust this patrol that roll
I said in the cut dead and bloody with the nuts
I roll struts
Guts twisted
Rap kids missed it and twisted tied
Flip flow flied the eye about to cry and get high
You can’t deny the drug game plug thug with aim
Murder is all I exclaim
A whirlwind with weapons
Stepping deflecting connecting
I check in the system to fix this
Dis kids who pick up gats flip their hats
And jack cats with a weak stance
Take no chance brave advance
I got a lance and double sword
Awarded the source with fifty
I need to hit with heat
Complete my each seat is a clone
All out alone at night
Never scared beware kids who dare come to jack
Smoke a fat sack rewind with crack
Service facts to swerve this hat
Roll through traps
Zap attack a splat the head
Leathers laid dead
Feather light sprayed with blood
Release the muddy waters off slaughters
I caught the order to sort it out
Short mode doubt a murder route
They hadn’t smoked cannabis
And pulled the gats hopped chain link fence
You could tell the difference in head
I did a lot of meth and it’s a death trip
Adrenaline rip through the frame hit crews all they aim in the stews
I brews up a good fertilizer for my Ganja to rise and become the Trees
Fully
I don’t bully or get bullied
I’m a fair man
Don’t plan to scan the brain in every lane but this thug shit I can explain
All kids was wanna be gangsta thugs on drugs
They shot the slugs from the cannons
And blammed something
For fronting you get nothing more than what you came for
Carnage and Gore is from the spot
The pot spot served game in flame not with the same name
I came to maintain this head always think Sativa to be a G one day
On a killing spree most ain’t shopping to stopping thinking with lights blinking
In and out no doubt the word of mouth
I got a Ganja route that no one fucks with
I bucks bitch
Out the toe of the sneakers to scare them I flow in the air then
My fists light up tricks
It ain’t no trick and don’t try to copy it from me
I live peacefully
You don’t kick back and smoke crack
You max an axe split rhyme backs like mind fist stacks unkind relax
Pull jacks out the spine
Wine and dine
Release mind
Dough rush
Cold crush suffer such as the suggestion
No question
You relief lesson is incomplete
Until you jump out your seat and repeat over and over
Four leaf clover nice to know yah
Real crack is rare
It costs so much scares politicians in a hush to bum rush
Us and them max mice and men
Tax twice as they spend to end it
At the dentist you wax tremendous
Got your entrance fee into key with ski
I practice blades and smoke weed
A crack hit bit knacks off shit to tracks split backs again
I Mac with the ends so friendly
I spend heat on a gun for fun so sweet weighs a ton
Spun number one to high strung but begun to become unwound sound bound
Nouns and verbs subject predicate rent out bent now and always until the end
Make crack your best friend?
Or smoke Ganja I can’t decide either!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/15/23 01:24 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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We lookin’ for buds
Who got the cold rub backwards to put in a sack towards it
Award with the 5th element
Intelligent
Came up with relevant lyrics
About to itch this beer I’m on got me gone
We been in a bud drought
The cops surrounded the town and took both pot dealers down
Down all we got is meth and hard dragon breath like Vodka Death
Black shit take a rest to stress
I must confess I passed the test
To see who is def I got the chest hairs
My Breast bare with magic breast plate
Arrest the stare in state that War on a stoner mind state
It’s too late
I got it
I shot it and rotted in the plotted scheme
All behold this night beam infrared with cream
My Glock gleam
I stop the stream
Run the river backwards
I could get a sack fronted towards me
To award kilos I flow real slow and blow lyrics
All steer the ship pilot to file it in the mind whip
The time is time to dip
I’m out of here on trip
Hit a massive clip to an LSD trip
Tried crack in the bathroom with Lucky
Me and Lucky smoked blunts see
He put in half the time so I did the crime with him in my rhyme time and again
I got awarded these wings earned them churning out degrees that burn till you freeze
I breeze through writer’s block talk blocked shit
Rock ripped up toppled Crips and whole flocks with gangster talk
You can get out and walk through the Jungle
My two seater is a beater
I rock it down the street your
Bitches lookin’ good I got wood
I should have stood that one bitch up
The dumb slut
Any way bit I rhyme a cut up some front
Stunt on the want who in this dumb stupid get pissed and have to loop it
You must have missed cupid shot an arrow into a sparrow
And narrowed the league I caught a dream extreme
Anyway any day Lucky got arrested for selling rocks in the park
He had suggested I spend all my money on crack
Since that day in Venice beach I slayed MCs
Razor blade raised true as the days been laid men out
The razor cuts front no stunt you could get it if you want
Some pull a stunt and runt like little pickle get ridiculed
Fueled to two is the tune so boom this farm on alarm for the yarn I speak
8 days a week a freak peak and reach the maximum highest the flyest
I die stitch the why wish them goodbye stitch in time
Mine is like cocaine lines straight to the brain then I’m flyin’ high again
In my rhymes I recommend drugs you could thug to this gangbang
Do the twist so slang the sacks relax pick up on tracks to tax the enemy
Send them to me with the blade already bloody
I muddy and ain’t nuthin’ funny or sweet they can’t compete
Dead on your feet meet this meat gravy slavey boy real McCoy toy
Employed by the rap industry that can’t get with me I’m to dreamy in the A team
And block this shock this top spit the drop sets on rocks flex the top next
I Glock sex with rock arrest the hos suggest a flow head to toe
I like a foot massage after the garage has a car accident in it
You shouldn’t have printed that fake driver’s license for that bitch
You shouldn’t have a bitch
Bitches ain’t shit but hos and tricks I fix their wagons and rinse my dragon
I can settle my chi and mind with a binder bound book of energy look!
The tendency is never to be seen again
I practice out on the porch and then
Everyone has seen the thing in action being an attraction
Around the hood
I’m too good to be around people
I should be released like a diseased needle
I’m feeble
I hardly ever practice
I can circulate my chi to match this
Blind swordsman
My shit don’t record when I surface end the torturous murderous lurk in this
With the twist
Bloody fist money crisp
I could roll down the list of files with smile
Why I’ll still flow with the steel for a ho you know
Hos need the Gong Fu so they could tell a guy no and then flow
Off to their own thing grow like a human being
Not be called a ho
Get one to go and just flow
Roll out of control and sold on Gold with the wings that blow breeze
In the trees you smoke or the one monkey climb to rhyme and pick fruit
I’m on the end of a shoot
A branch that about to snap and cold cap some shit
I blaze guns off the one the from the Sun or something like that
Sun all the nonmartial cats full intact
Or you could get jacked or run up the ass by white trash
I stash the gat in the rear end
Why I always defend myself
I roll in stealth
With you scream and yell about jelly gasoline Napalm to the extreme
You wanna get hit by the team or clock cream?
I got so much cream I seem inhuman being
I’m seeing through my third eye
Word don’t even try I’m so high I might die
I done did it
Died in prison with the vision for the decision I made
To always rock blades serving you bad grades stay slayed in the shade
Murder made these crazies all hazy eyed
Service the supply don’t ask why or try to stay high
On crack you murder want some back it goes further
Rock a burner and get wilin’ profilin’
I like cap and a murder rap for the masses
Smoke a lot of grasses and hashes
You can’t match this until you lift the latch on cannabis
Let’s not go hard
Pull out a shard you fight in the Yard
Let’s go soft your boss
Tossed the fighting stick into the trick
Light a bic lighter under the crack pipe igniter
Hey! This kid doesn’t fight fair
That’s cause I don’t fight at all
This isn’t a brawl to crack your skull!
This is an art
I’m torn apart from the challenge of the valiance
I got my balance still
I rifle the ill of stifle this drill to fight
Let’s not ignite a fight now!
Murder with the pow
Further than is allowed in sport fighting
So this is real fighting?
You expect me to be righting and mastering in tight with the master lock?
Shocked
Pull up popped the head
Rocked him soft and then he bled to death
What’s in the treasure chest?
The bandits left it must be hectic to step with
Trapped ripped rapped up fast
I wasn’t about to leave without the cash
So I made a dash got an axe and busted the chest in two
It was full of fool’s gold
Raps get sold out the mold
It’s time for the flight of the Phoenix
After years of being dissed it returned
Burned all earnings up
With earnest pluck as such as much
It’s hard to touch
Even if you bust and lust after the Phoenix
Don’t mean to beam in this but we need Jesus
To take the flight at night
Couldn’t you picture Jesus riding the Phoenix tight?
Now a Phoenix brings insight
It’s not polite to give it the middle finger
I linger on doubts of the Phoenix trounce
All disbelievers
I have the achievement verse that cursed
Anyone about to burst
I thirst for Phoenix flights
Out of sight is where I hit the ball
After a stalling Phoenix called my name
Who in the rap game is to blame
A soldier aimed and missed the Phoenix
I’m a martial artist so I ripped the soldier apart in this
I hard to kick ass of
Like hand in glove I rap this rub off the Phoenix captive
And slap bitches upside the head
Leave red hand print marks
The sharks ate up the marks in the Ocean Breeze of cheese
With the fatal cocaine styles
I can leave miles of child’s fathers dead bodies on the ground with the slaughters
They caught theirs unaware so be careful
Of the fatal cocaine styles of Gong Fu
You can’t raw true without the stew so I blew blow
Just so you know the cocaine styles are fatal
I wait slow for the next toe to toe always on cocaine you know
My flow grow each and every time I blow
I show hos and the Average Joes how to under control get stole on
Dead bodies on the ground how I fold long to corpse them up
Lead cocaine is like truck jewel makin’
No mistake in the bake when I rake in the bacon for goodness sake and
The dead bodies on the ground aren’t as good as pounds of cocaine
I liken the coke to something you don’t ever joke about
Pulled the lever and now I’m smokin’ it out
Yep. Freebase to taste for the paper chase in rap
Fiends cold clap perhaps run laps around the tracks for blow
But little do they know
I flow flow and flow on blow
Leave them dead head to toe all over the ground
I got pounds of cocaine freebase
No need to ace it’s basic
Every day all day I taste it
I get the greatest chicks to kiss my lips
Psychedelics are the real cold cut crush
Feel small in the Universe
Even the Greatest Gong Fu is matchless
When you practice after a trip I sip on a bong hit
I travel trip
I lighten the drip drop of the brain through the lane
On Psychedelics you can explain how you aim
Are you insane?
Do you claim set?
Do you rep the Dragon’s Breath?
Many names I kept exclaimed how I state rep
I flame up and crept on a strong mushroom trip
I flip light excite the sensory organs ignite into primordial
All vortexes swirl
All hexes release the deceased in this World
On LSD you can see a tree growing Ganja rolling
I’m patrolling the area because I have Psychedelic Awareness
And I’m aware of the whirled up cut in the trip sold as such
Release the peace to you true as who flew
Psilocybin is extremely powerful
A water Fast with the Psilocybin Flash is how the Buddha illuminated
Ascetic practice on Psychedelic
Buddha was quite a man
A man Enlightened
People write about Buddha
I study Buddha and Gong Fu
It is how I found the truth of life in a knife wound
You can see a tomb and a tree sprouting
All around the thing you are counting on a wing to save you in a fight
When the fight ignite it is trip like the light you saw last night as law
Spun thunder one wonders about
How to reroute consciousness
The promise slips through the fingers
As time lingers you can’t begin to see this
Until you be on the list of mind fist practice
The blacklist the rap dissed the tricks
Mix in the six the time drips drops like the mental
Residential is basic shelter
You felt the sting of the Welfare Line
Each time with each rhyme I’m on the chopping block
It’s got to stop
Get me a vial of liquid LSD
Ganja Trees, Methamphetamine, Cocaine and a place to train
I maintain the most difficult task to masking tape
To drapes that close curtains to mistakes that crews work with
In the dish rap crisp type slips through the fingers
It lingers in time and space fingers like knives that erase lives
I thrives on the vegetation
Each nation with Water take the time to order
And sort through the stew of how you grew
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/18/23 11:11 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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You could light a spliff
Take an LSD trip
But all you want is nuts
Oil up the lube job steady with the medically proven
Soothin’
Get your shit movin’ with the groovin’
I do in the end what recommended blended with splendid
I behead them for speaking Sin
I release unhinged the dinner bell ring
Got this sing about tacos
And little kids stoppin’ flows
Rock them shows
At the chosen time I close in with rhyme
Sold a soldier on a dime sack
A fool writes me I write them back
Fill up a sack then
With a Ganja Blend on Nuts
I struts the street dust true as they compete
Eat up the nuts so sweet
Raw all my jaw got the gnaw on
I’m long gone
5 years on nuts in my long John’s
Nobody touches a Meth job
I dilate straight out the fate of the Universe
All snake
Rehearsed a burst for the thirst for thirst quench
Heat up the bench
Stench smells like an L
Reefer with meth lit as well
I spark a dry cell battery and sad to see Meth so sweet
I track meet relax on the street
Bust the cold feet
Greet the Soldier fate to fold yours
Skate on low glows I can hate on told yours
I Gold cores
I more than sold
I sold and bold
Man my meth rolled
I got it old in the socket wrench
Entrance is defenseless
On reefer for instance
I light up the difference is truck
Rope steady around the neck so heady
Meth survived the live to thrive
I got this on mind to rewind for the crime
To smoke a dime
I touched the rhymes
I notch in the belt felt that now I roll cat
And stroll fat down the lane with a candy cane
Who’s to blame?
Still I love a Ganja Flame
What is you lame?
We do it big time in the drug game
Smoke Ganja!
Fuck Meth!
Fuck Meth!
Fuck Meth!
It leaves your left hand in a state of death
Every single inch you crept you was in lockstep with death
With a Glock Tech and Mac you rhyme backwards
Relax all the curves with sap further as heard of the burner it’s served
Swerved learned and burned on the spot
I suggest Pot for people new to herbs
Get some shrooms
Spoon of the wonder medicine of Ganja your very best friend
I practice martial arts on it and get the bent man
Release the plan to jam on the record to seconds score it brand
My man with the herb is word up you heard of truck?
He got the Phat Air Nikes plus struck you on sight
At night we take flight and write rhymes
Serve a sucka who heads dimes
We got weight big time with these High Times
Relax relate minds to the diamonds
I find this found out the lounge
It’s chill to be in the freedom with the Cement
I invent the special Ed Tour Bus the lure thrust into dust
I bust
Release on Ganja with the cuss words and further heard of ducks
Your curvature is hardcore so chill relax and smoke some more
I hit up an MDMA capsule to see what all the hassle is about
I figured if one is good then ten are better
So I put on a sweater and took 1.5 grams of MDMA
I seen a Dragon get slayed
I taggin’ on Adam, a nickname for MDMA
The Ecstasy has me floating free without the coating that make MCs flee
I raps a G and got the P on so lead you till dawn on the ski on the lawn
My shit is gone
I release long to speed to pay heed to the bong
Bong hits I like this rips and trips I Candy Flips
I write the right on with the sights on the jackpot
Release the crack spot for the knack not as black rot and Fester
I’m left with corned up test you learned and burned on
It’s the same song I release MDMA to the teeth I flow like Cheech and Chong
Each roll is to decease the patrol
They say MDMA takes it’s toll on the brain
So you can’t roll every day
But that’s OK I like to praise the gayness of the flaming gay festival
That stress you pull out of the treasure chest give it a rest
I keep abreast of the new wave of drugs
Thugs get it bug and plugged with the bullets
I live life to the fullest
Once,
I punched a guy in the face for talking that ace crap
I stayed in black lands with gangs of brigands
I signature isn’t even gonna reinvent the wheel sent
The peeling revealing nudity soon to scoot a new breed off
Soft the cost leading to the boss got tossed in the trash heap
All relax fleet of skeet is team dream bust a bleep cuss word
Absurd so perturbed to get it churned guts hurled up vomit bust
Trust that roll fat cat with the surplus I thrust my cock into my husband
I wasn’t even bent when I did it straight to the limit with the dinner date
Relax a plate on skate reveals the hatred towards gays and lesbians
Let’s be friends then serve a Platinum lens menace the denizens
Clever extra extends the sex recommends the blends of ends
Chen style Tai Chi is popular because of explosive release of energy
Like the orgasm I’m a gay G gangster thug with tons of the Ganja Drug
I black sack of Ganja rapped about and on one son with the gun barrel in your mouth
The Ganja I flew down South for it to score it tore hits like trips
I rip the raw dog gone it
I saw in the fit the floor and it’s so rolled up thick I smoke it
I toke on Ganja broke long the joke on the TV is to freely grow it and just be
What be is the truck GP I rock a key and block the lead goons
Like cocoons I spoons the hash oil to boil in my pipe
Type A mic up slay dice cut them display the nice strut the delay on the ice but
I don’t use meth any more I to the core with Ganja War on farmers
Has me in harm’s way I charmed to say I grow it all the way to smoke it
I hope hits like this roll in the sickness the bitch it’s the shit in trick dis
I light up a quick bud to burn down wear the crown
What you seen and heard after now is the maximum allowed
I got big jowls from chewing beef jerky
Still MCs on disease drugs can’t hurt me
I work in the Kilos to peel slow for real with the flow
I needlepoint joint anoint the secret potion with the ocean of variety
I tight in with GP I like too key up and breed the stuff lean on rough
Indica and Sativa
A Soldier of Fortune
Catch a portion of tortured slow reappropriating
Soak your Satan in the make ends meet
Greet a seat with complete competitive
Letter sent to a friend bent his entrance to intend to flew
I grew Ganja and Meth
Now I take ten steps back hack up a sack of Herb toked
Smoked it to cope with the broken bits?
Nope a soldier fix this like a dish of soap for your mouth
Down South you heard about the clout they shout out
I run a route and serve a fool no doubt
Lost his cool murder tool a cruel World
Yes it turns burns and everyone learns about life
I took a knife and stuck it in this ice pick
Ice trick thick with twitch a cinch to sell to the rebels
The devil played his hand in several of my brand
I got a brain scan and it said I remained man
After torture I scorch your burn churn the seas
Spread disease smoke some trees sure thing and I breeze
In an out of the cheese I like it talking to psychic stalking
Walking Gs is chalking freeze and you copping more Methamphetamine
I just gleam my mic beam on the hype with the steam engine
Sendin’ a message to all left back hefty sack of Ganja
You need this bomb on your armchair to alarm fair
On the stop and stare I’m deadly from Ganja so Beware
Plus Psilocybin I roll inside the mind live and strive to understand the plan
The gift of the Serpent to work it
Come out my shirt spit verses then quit
My Serpent comes from immobility with agility
On really freezing cold Ganja Weed and Shrooms
I consumed knowing full well what I was doing
For the ensuing skill that resulted
My cult following swallowing the Psychedelic
I tell it I bell hit up the metal splinter you could tell
I got a meth cap which furthered The Serpent
As purpose for the shirt fit
On the church bit
I lurch into split the opponent’s shit open
Leaving broken bones and bleeding
Cut off limbs seeding hymns of blood soakage
I wrote shit in distress from unrest
In China
I am so fantastic at martial arts
I am drastic
And pull the Plastic Glock
On Meth to talk that from the chest I stalk
I cold hawk Ganja shreds to death
Clip in except I listen to the steps
I rest your head on the concrete bed
White sheet your ass
Then let’s see you talk
I cold rock the spot
With the LSD Microdot I’m hot
I got the Watch that says
What time it is
I’m with Women and Children
So you get killed in this
For real keep your distance
I trip
Switch a four fifth?
Hell no
I got the Four Four
Let’s go to War
Settle the score
I Gangs to the Core
You could snore through clips rip
Just what your brains drip
Take a sip of the mixture
I reconnected with my Psychedelic trip
Took a drip drop
Down the Water faucet a lot
I am a master of Silat and Escrima
I want to learn BJJ
Nice to see yah!
Peace!
Please don’t hit people
The sequel come as soldier fold yah
Cold your torn ass got sliced by the sword
I roared the lion’s roar
I come with more in score for four twenty
I got my lunch money saved
I’m gonna escape slavery
And the slave trade
I went on a tirade
And all my rent’s paid
You sprayed all over the place
Ace not
Behavior rotten for forgotten thought
I caught some Zs
Got a mind freeze
Ate a piece of cheese
And started to breeze
Over the hot concrete
Took a seat
And defeated the enemy
Don’t even pretend to end this friendly like
After I caught you trying to light up
In a fight
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/23/23 02:14 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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It’s Hollywood
So why don’t you drug thugs for plugs and it’s all good
All of them should join the Screen Actors Guild
Release killed on the set by Alec Baldwin
Pointing the pistol and
In Hollywood we make magic
With magic herbs like Ganja Word
Extracts like Cocaine and Methamphetamine
I drop the lean on Cream for whose team seem to clean up
I beam up
Told Scotty
Got a lot to win the lottery
I stop freeze MCs with my cheese I got
I got a lot of cheese
And caught the disease for more
Four Score and Seven years ago all they death blow
All allowed is slow Gong Fu
Raps your wrong crew
Hollywood strewn all over in bits and pieces the fragments of the deceased
It’s easiest to reach this peak with the help of drugs
My bathroom reeks of crack smoke thugs
Got this jarred in the jugs hard out the Yard
Scarred Veterans of the better than swords
Cored to the floor with the poor but on drugs galore
The poor people need drugs
Elevate consciousness
Next, the World
Give all the boys and girls the drugs
And grow the dank, kind, Ganja Nugs
HAHA!
I took the Psilocybin Mushrooms
And was coming down smoking bong hits all the town talked nonsense
Then I heard Jimi Hendrix
Distorting and it was so good Psychedelic
I knew I was on to the intelligent thing to do
I like to practice Gong Fu after coming down from a trip
I scored a tight grip making glass pipes
So I could afford the Ganja to ignite
I don’t like the price
People can’t afford it
People in California don’t live in the dark ages
Hollywood Sages created this place
So let’s use the Wisdom of Generations
To bring the drugs to the tables
All fabled stories are true of the Wu
I am Wu Royal Fam
I service the heater and Blam!
Now that’s Meth talk a gun did hawk
Hawk is Ganja
You get your drugs straight and once a year spin on the plate
Drugs belong here
I in the fog clear
It’s wrong to rear a kid without drugs
Drugs soften thugs and eliminate Gangs and Shootings
All with loot sing the praise of the fruit of the matter
Drugs
Climbing Jacob’s Ladder
It was Cocaine!
Crack!
With LSD all rhymes come in black in fact and ski intact swimming laps
Later on smoke a bong
We got it going on with drugs
But we need more
To score the Drug War Victory
And no longer use
To light a fuse with Blues Harmonica
I bombin’ yah sector
With the Aggressor of the lecture in the metric tons
Plus guns got it spun the topic
I propped up to hit I got the shit
Stop it!
You need to cop it!
More crack to clock the facts up
With strength the length
Got a sank a tank and thank the high heavens for the brethren
That entered in
I centered then
Smoke Crack on LSD
I light up a tree of the Ganja
Yo Momma smokes Weed
I’m a Pot Farmer indeed
I storm the barnyard and bleed an animal
Slaughter it and cannibal the meat
Ran real slow and peeled on the flow with heat
My steel toe boots
Stomp fools out on meth that’s no doubt
We smoke
Heat up on concrete
We smoke weed
We shoot the new breed into the outer space place in the rocket
To chalk it up we go off topic and rock it up
The Crack Cocaine
Each lane with brain
Was in chains for this explains why slavery happened
Held captive with whack bitches and tricks
What you said don’t make no sense
In defense, the whack need more drugs plus pack Balls and Swords
I press record and reorder the Universe
Pull up in the hearse rehearsed to burst the weapon
Shed skin the denizen of the dark in park
We won’t let you in until you stark like Toney
I phone the clone in the zone who prone to be alone like a dome
Head your ass home to get stoned a lot
We blow tons of pot
Kids get caught and shot and shit
I spit
On the M.I.C. lit
Rhymes fit indeed
Like buried treasure my leather skin thicker than sin
I begin to render intend to quit when I’m ahead
But I bled steady the ever ready
To get the head speed on the lead
I drink coffee
All the text written was copyrighted by God
Stopped inside did the job pulled off without poppin’ fools
Fools lose their cool and tools rule
I pack a tool and use it when fools get to ruin with tools too
Just shows how fools grew in school
I got a new attitude
Outlook on life
I might switch it up psych with the real up roll dice
Filled in twice
My Mic is steel that don’t rust
I don’t bite
I feel to the trust that heal all this on dude PCP
Letter for freedom G meant to peel slow real way exempt
My the patrol all keel over to the flow
Just so you know they keel over and die
It’s all fly so why?
I murder eyes like hamburger to serve a Mickey
Slip heat in with the quickie
I figure beats is soft
I soft gloss the porno pictures
Fixtures in mixes that quickness
Bitch just
Laid out flat
Fools got sat down and crowned
WIth hos all around they drowned in the orgasm skipped town
For sure spasm and adorned with jewels
Hos fuel is new I.L. Lexus I respect tricks with the necklace
Release keys
Ps freeze right up
With no cut in the product
Rhymes lethal like bomb step on it BOOM!
You a movie in motion like the ocean sip on the potion while I guzzle
People get puzzled
I sultry smooth and groove the moves clue you in
Flew in with the new intend to ruin a career and peer at gem
Lyrics that bend
All tend to do it till they dead
So I true in this with lead
Buck bullets you could pull it
Full of it the wool rich smoke a cope with it to toke begin and just busted
I lusted as a kid for Chronic Ganja and I slid cause uh yo Momma
I drawn a air that careful beware
You stare pull a glare that wear dull the blade
Each Ace gets sprayed by the AK
Tech played on the Sun Ray with the plain and simple
Ballin’ till all in it reach the temple
What it’s called this residential urban
Kids be learnin’ smoke sherm and the girl end squirmin’
Off the worm and I burn
Another lesson learned and taught
Just don’t get caught
All Meteor Impacts
Cause contact to happen
I blacken the sky when I’m high I don’t die
I don’t have to try to open eye
I just trust in the mind thrusted be Kind Buds on it must have it beginning
People in the 9th inning is sinning no sets no nothing no bets
They be frontin’ catch a rep before the coming to inspect
The gun thing
The gun ring
Most people don’t pack
A real one in fact
The steel hung on the wall
With Platinum
Strung on the become a one from the Sun and that’s stun
I run game come came with the aim for mind frame
Learn to chill while you ill
I drink vodka and still
Inside burn
Flashback turn the tide sure in it as the flight from
The churning constantly yearning for cash stash
The real last one
To cap sung the attack
Huge humming bullets in the back lack no blood in this thugging
Thugs be drugging and loving love with the bloody glove rubbing dubs off
It’s gonna be a long night till the morn
All in and all War
Core before gore was saw
A jaw dropped
Popping noises
Voices in the head
Fled red blood steady
Heady as the gun heat
Busted meat
Trusted defeat
Lusted sweet
Just as compete competition
In the city streets it’s written
No glitch in the system
We wisp in the difference
I lift bitches up and drop
Cop a fat sack and drug up
To slugs but because
Of what it was
It does what it did
All kids slid through
As ring grew of mushroom
Need to get me more of that OZ
I lead true story as the glory of God
Rob a robber clobber
All soft serve ice cream
In the lean
My dragon now gleam
A soldier as form in human being
All solved revolved problems
Jog them in the rock spread the Ganja cough
Intending to get them kids hooked
Shook a book at the police
For greasing the dangerous drug trade
In the blade I stayed way inside the limits
No gimmicks just the business deal
On the wheels my bicycle peels
All I feel is zeal for life
And pain with the knife in blood stain
All claim set relieve the brain yet
I explain how I exclaim the threat
We brush off thugs on the street with beef
Walk with the beat of the drum for sum
I got a gun no problem I mod them up teach
Sunny with the buns bake for take 2
Break a fool up if he rule school cut
All duel with the fuel in the pool
I’m cool I don’t drool or sue
I just Gong Fu
Let’s all heat up
I’m hot
Got to will it and I gettin’
Set then the extra special lesson
For profession of session
Makes Mexican Food
School a rule to duel
People make mules for drugs from Columbia
Cocaine
People love and yah
Proclaim all the name is aim in the drug War the same number one
Clock it to the flame
Plus block out
Run the route and murder shout for fun
All heard of it about
To serve a fool
Gone and curved a tool deadly
I no fool I stock fuel medley
All duel
Martial People buy weapons steadily
They ain’t ready for
Guns go pop and in this tore through flesh medically
No second guess
They dead or they ain’t
Or fucked up spinning on the plate all head of state say it’s great
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/25/23 07:54 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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When your soldier turns colder
You roll your shit up
Get them fit plus dead with lead with body armor instead of instant death
You might catch kept a slug inside
Hid the ride for Mikey Neides
All bill they tide I got supplied
By the eye
My eye opened
On Ganja spoken of the bomb fair as jokin’
No one care and society is broken
People fucked up yo in
This economy
I bomb and stop and see
I eye for flee flow fly is degree
That shock them ride on speed
Methamphetamine
I dream of gleam
For I cream. A human being
All G in this
Lead to dust
Will it adjust I trust with no lust for life
I blow the dust off the dice
Roll them twice
My mic itch
Still inside and bill in the denied in this twitch from the cut
My meth ball was filthy
All clocked herbs and still G
Light up a tree hardly ever
The treasure of Ganja was a lever
I on sever head off
The boss tossed the head aside and ride
I glide past to protagonist
I jam this shit
Gun jammed will it to get slammed on
I’m damn strong for a bong hit
I float and stay fit
Quit the rip up tip up sip up mix but tricks slut
The bitch guts
Ass and tits
Flips a switch
Will in stay in the mix
I kicks a habit like rabbit chews carrot
I bear it arms to alarm I don’t harm
I’m old school fill in the pool now
Drown all murderers down wear the crown
I drop the pound click
Rob you in the fog through the mind
Why don’t you watch your behind on the grind
I find people with no Ganja
Have drug problems
And I can’t solve them
We don’t belong here
Steer queer funny from gun heat
Heated up lead to tucked weapon
With the weapon in the kept in
The prison like Vietnam Veteran
Who grow the Ganja better than most
Chose to float coat a hope keep it high
I can’t deny how sly a Vet get
I got shot and still in step with the flex
Murder checks the curvature of sets
I rep the streets decks out the fleet
Inspect the specs of the mission
I was on position so in this fill in the children
Weapon wielding I steel in it to real fit
Go head to toe and peel rip you slow motion
I’m so drugged I cause a commotion
While sitting still
A gangster ill off the thanks tah the Ganja Killer sticky bomb
People want to float invincible armor with some charm
Without the alarm burn
A 3rd eye through the crime I
Find the cap facts black jack the max
Off the map
I relax chill with the skill
Until I wax I pop the pill shocks little kids
I got so many lids of grass I count it as stash already inhaled
Without fail I bail and let kids work it out impale each other brother
Drugs
We got a mugshot who is not in it?
I begin it with the victim
Each rap crew bitch then
I rip them off the soft easy listening channel
I’m the only rapper and rock the stock animal
I vandalize
All eyes on the prize
You realize your highs open despise
Spoken jokin’
Tokin’?
I got a Platinum rope chain
All it sway in the wind
It’s a sin to Soldier then
Fold and then bend
It’s hopeless
I broke in with hits the dopest
Get a smoke just
Of Cannabis
Adjusted for the ran blood step thug
A drug what wasn’t at least cousin
We plug in the system take a listen
What you missin’
I fish in the deep end
Six mend the each rendered helpless
They selfish and bell rung
Stung a cold heat from the bold discreet
Meet tracks with lead raps
Beat back the offense
I can’t handle you you need a rinse
I don’t flinch so you scared
It’s in the scary air
To show us how you unaware
We need Water Fasts
Even a little food task the relapse on tracks
I studied it with the done up trip
Heat intense
On self defense I heater in the fence
Diseased murder
Facts
Rollin’ back acts that lack
I max still in tax for the mask I wear
I tear into torn born sacked up
I sober so beware and I Vegan I didn’t dare eat meat at the Indian restaurant
I caught a law on it
So I shaw nuff gonna hit
Bonus
You fold into dust
After lust what tracks must bust back
I love Water in fact
With a little Hashish I grease the police
I down on one knee with LSD
Got a GP
I sold my soul for free
I love to light a tree man
I been doin’ it since I was a little kid and
My shit is business
I fisticuffs on a bitch bust
Ni@@as be lackin’ the sackage package plus
They attack little kids and shit
I love my homie’s insight with the Hollywood sound bite
I’m from Hollywood
And it’s all understood
Laurel Canyon
The hills and I branded Platinum Plus
I rocked the small farm town
From around the slum and up in the crown
Servin’ down skid row
All the hold up
Shoulder colder than the butt
Service cut
Swerve in the jut out the run the mouth from down South
Gang Talk
Murder balk at the stalk clockin’ lots often
Soft in
The rockin’ nonstop with the hip hop jams
We got a football team and
The high school was where all the kids knew me
They known I was groovy
Like a cartoon on TV
I grew my hair out
So beware to skip a mouth
From down South
Fools catch a murder route
I like the dessert section
Of the country store
I born in the corn rows
To flows chose the trails I hike
All derail this mic
My lab is worth a stab in the cut
Section 8
I see yah later then friend
Adios we too close to dose
I light up a spliff and propose to marry the atmosphere in the ear
A dog tried to bite me
Don’t spill it tight G
I got this last dance
Got a chance to Romance with your hands up
Protect the place in space face the bass
Every ace relates strongly
To the bong I prolong
I used to make glass pipes gone
In the head from Psilocybin bled
In the style and I deadhead
I medical
Relax several blur the tax
Torture
To core you’re the mourning of the World unfurled
All hurl up
A truck got the nut on the job
A slob hogged
Fogged the dawn
On
The process
Lots of recess
Profess
Don’t guess
Reflex hit the chest
Get the latest
Fade this
Made it
Bladed
Hated the player haters
Skaters on majors
Flavors
Favors I savor
All entertain in the lane
Getting brain
Change yours
I pour colors
Charming
Smooth and sultry
All result in heat
Sweetness
The result was a jolt
All cold hearted
Car skidded through 3 lanes
Splash brains
Extra blood stains from the veins and main arteries
All hard to squeeze
I mic this type twitch
Might ditch the car
A soldier up to par
WIth the War
Torn scorn born morning
I score in the game
What they call it all solvent
I maul tricks up
Bitch crush your cut
Smooth as a front
On something stunt
Got nothing blunt
Hum ding the wing for they King me
Static emphatic
Graphic tactic tragic
Magic herbs and spice
Device with the ice I splice
Cables
Heat up they way full cups of ales
Tales told rolled
Bold with the sun splash
Balderdash
Got all your class
Mask the task at hand
Brand
Land the hits
Serve to exist word
All an LSD tab
Modified in lab ergot
LSD cold shock
Those who propose a stock sold
Cold in the Goldenseal
Reveal Mics wielded nice
Bit the ice off twice
Murdered dice rolled
Controlled
Polish sold fifth
Remove the clip
And dip
Lighting fix fighting with a sip
This mic is lit
Hype all crews type of fit
LSD and a tree
Smoke freely
Cheap smoke free with the grow
Seed sown
Lead you alone
Lamp in the dark park
Shark a narc’s money
Gun heat
Sweet roll sheet of LSD
Nice with the skis
Trip with the freeze
Flip all of this keys
I clock Platinum believe
I sold them fat sacks with them
Told your roll to Wisdom stick men
I gotta go so I slow up
I fold mushroom told it bust moons and stars
No matter who you are
You a shining star Wizard
In the blizzard
Excuse me I saw a movie where MCs be leakin’ through tombs be
In the room with weed
Plant a seed breed pay heed
Got this bleed suffer
Stuck your culture a vulture circling
Hurdling girdling stir the thing
Word it bring
Knew it’s King
Food the singing
All mood ringing in the spoon feed
I rule indeed
Got the Pot a long time ago
Now I still flow slow
Off the hold
For cold golden rolled in sold
Friends of the old intend
To do it fold bread
I wool as cold as sheep’s fleece?
Bust a grease at least got the meeting
Seating in the front row beating
Teasing leasing space
Real got that grace
With the mace
Out of case
All your freebase
Taste the fakes with spades off the grades inhaling flames
Murder maintains why I switch lanes
Then switch back again
I want a cold Mac 10
For whatever reason
Season in the bleachers
Rendered teacher hurt for bleeping out cusswords
Bust swords to the core this War
I got it tore before the glory of love
Like a glove I tug a dub sack
Mapped off static back hand bitch ecstatic
Graphic plastic Glock
Thirty inch jock
I murk a jerk with an iron shirt
How curtains for certain
Just burst in then the thirst end
Service work bends
Flirt with friends that spends time
Offline a soldier cold crime that told yah
Scold bruh all soul for the patrol on hold
Folded again now I cold with the pen
Got it to them old old men with grey beards
It gets weird shed a tear now they fear
Like tears for fears
Bust in like a queer
I got a beer and I steer the clear
Murder up to tear
I serve a small jar to get the cargo near
Off large slow swing embargo here
Got a hard snow
I grow a flake ear
Busted bake rusted take must it be fate
Never hate I just late
Got a date with the eight ball
My weights tall
All that all of it
I follow spit with grits and chicken
Watermelon gel in the lane felon
All relevant with the aim
The same
Murder insane off the brain in the ale with the pain to feel the blood stain
Warm wet bet it flex when they specs up to deck off the triple threat
Got the Tech busted left now I beat my chest with the test to death
All the rest can wreck an ecstasy tab
In the lab with jabs at the stab in it to win it
I fin to hit with this difference listed
Glistened in the Sun so buns bake
Break the fate off plates that Gold and Platinum
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/26/23 08:10 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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Hey butterfly hands
You ain’t got no swords on record for the play
I blades this fool up
He had beef
Released the peace
I got the East wind
Bringing in the medicine
I better than my old ego crushed free flow
My sold neato speedo with the bleed slow
I feed hold up
I gold in the truck
Cabin in the plane
Engine car in the train
I train and plaster brains all over the wall
I stand tall
Been martial since the call of duty
That’s 1993
I sold a ski lesson
To a professional
Unquestionable how I go down the slopes for broke with a toke
Platinum rope hooking up a joke
I busted broke the cuss for it to so it’s different
Listen bitch
You got an inch worm
My shit squirm through the Sherman
I burnin’
All MCs turn in their pens
I bend skirt the spread of dead with the Feds
Busted break a leg
Peg leg pirate the desired effect
I admire a check with the flex
Knuckles rest after bustin’ a bitch head
I got a medical card and I in the yard
I’m just a shard of the crystal meth
Releasin’ my last breath
Cold to death
Froze your specs
Left you with a hex
My Mexican connect for the buds
He bring the tropical so now I stop and old soul…
That’s on patrol I have to rap then slap them up
Back hand in the trunk sunk a punk
Dump his body with the shotty he got shot
For a lot of pot and Karate chop
I practice Silat and Escrima, Taiji, Bagua and Xingyi
Nice to see yah
Slippin’ off to Waterville
I want that Kill Cannabis
Instead I got a head that’s so well fed for my age
I’m a sage
I flow in rage with the pages
Flavors just behaviors bust
My made for thrust getaway lead them sprayed delayed
Out the ray of sun
A bun bake on the skate to make a date for the hate to serve his fate
Murder is great I got a rake with a shovel and I tumble
I mumble rap max a stack with a hacksaw
Relax jaw all of it gone down the tubes
Lube up with the Scooby Doobies
My new breed is in flew in the indeed cartoon movie choose heat
Got a rude beat on the fluid greet
The feet I got sheet shot the lead caught offa buckshot with the plot for shotgun
I rap a lot sometime I rhyme so times I flow quick
Butterfly hands can’t scrap a lick so I sick with it
It being the difference between the finished product
Cocaine rock dust inhale off to jail with the bail bond
I make James Bond float his dawn with King Kong smoke a bong
Who wants lines of Snort?
I rap a contort out the morgue for Porgy and Bess
In the flesh got a rap for the best in Ganja Herbs for the murder?
I always murder serve a Meth rail
I went to jail again
Damn!
Where’ my pen?
This is liquidation
Featured name running game
Platinum
Rap it sung stun the stun gun running thug who’s fronting
I run thing swing my wings lyrics bring
The sting to a bitch bust trust that
Rollin’ fat with the crib painted black
I got a hack offa drawers caught your fours on tour this is War
I sure to floor the gas
Runnin’ past make a dash with the clash for they ash
I max a snack for perhaps murder lacks the sackage
I rap binge never cringe on a hinge that squeak
Got a geek with a briefcase in a seat suffering defeat
I speak Greek I rock a cleat shoe on one foot through that ass
Cold call class get them mastered
Plastered on the secret origin of sin a beverage begin
To render helpless I gel fists up the tell tale sign
Relax recline unwind drop a dime for a crime I got fined
Now I’m just fine I press rewind on my tape
Get a rape had a scapegoat for it float off to soak
I show a grown tree how disease and pest free dank with the stank just for me
I nuts and speed for cuts like bleed in it as such
For I bust I just understand the underhand tactics
Back hand bitch and smack this
Rap crisp all the time servin’ fools in mind for the blind
In the quad I speak to God
Got a job robbing banks thanks for the squad
I inherit the bearings on wearing static magic trick fix this
I mix shit with piss and call it a dis
I just missed the fist in the switch for four fifth
Got an OG four four with the weapons tore through kept it
Gold
Platinum
All solid with rap in the gem
Pyramid men fearing’ it
Women too and get screwed
I play blues harmonica
I bombin’ yah set with sweet bells
I relish the jealous
I melt just as help dust
I trust that
Fold my hat for magic trick fix this
I trick flip the witness Wisdom abysmal
WIth fistful of cash
I ran a mash up
Of rap cuts
Shut the team out
Now I lean down
On the Green Crown
With Psilocybin high dose’ round
I eat the O.Z.
I light a tree just can’t be?
I pick mushrooms from under trees
Deep in the forest
You could ignore this but it’s important
You sortin’ out your Florida lifestyle
With racial profile
Travel advisory not to go to Florida
We born in a Fascist country
Where blacks and hispanics is lunch meat
For cops to run through beat with clubs
Shoot them before they polite men with stupid
I loop it and scoot a bitch pig into the signature swig of Psilocybin
Fixture in the friction or jurisdiction on a mission to witness the distance
Unraveled I scrabble map babble got tabulate
Servin’ eightballs of wall for scrawl like graffiti
Colors come to life on sight
Murderers bit the lyrics
I tear into trip with thickness
Sickness is the wick in this thickness
My fin to dust it kid with busted lust did it to skidded death row slidded in
Begin to sin they think they can win but only then ten men
Reach out to see about that
They serve that ass
Lay them out flat
I got a gat called a strap on the map with black I contact grey alien
I ray of Sun to a friend gun
I run from the Sun Rays that stay lit
I like to bicycle my mic cycle through the likable type you pull in magnetic
Forever let it flow head to toe
On patrol for the Gold I sold my soul for the scold I rolled
I got it to fold up
I shoulder butt anyone who done it
I run it from it the basement
The taste meant misplaced hits
The lace with trips in the pace with the styx
I rips apart dragon dart in the function sick that art is a smudge on a canvas
A soldier plan thus to bust
I got it was it the product?
I bomb threat the subject hub set to love bet
I troublesome I need the Mac 10
I’m tellin’ you that shit on glue Coca murder Cartel assassin on motorcycle
I hype pull a bite fully off the bully should heat nullify defeat
I don’t think so that sound sweet like a sweet treat
Get your Gs and Ps
An orange window
As the drug ring grows the wind blows
All everyone who show up get let in the cut
I service strut
Release the peace and murder tweet
Bust a treat for a trick this mix in it quick
A little bitch get his head clipped by the trip
I flip a dip in the knick of time
Diamond mind seen reclinin’ in Sunshine
All gemstones you find I bind within’ the blind to see
See carefully for you aware glow the bully hold heat
On the street all I meet is the defeated
I cream crazy hazy with the beaten up all seeding struck by leading weapon
Death in the section a reflection of connections with direction
I best with the buds to cut up cuts on shut outs
No murder route comin’ now a run down the town so fully lounge profound
I grounded my pounds skidded in slid in a little different the children bent
I fill invent the seal intent the soul quench the thirst for first place
Base the case on a makeshift arraignment with criminals in charge
They from the basement at large
I charge a hardcore source before War got to the core
I tore the whole place down here come the frown
How you like that now?
The power showers from above called the Sun with Hydrogen
I like old bent indented paragraph laugh at the small stash of cash
I release relapse on condition facts of friction with the task
To list the disses in my rhymes you flow everyone’s minds
Stabbin’ ass a bronze mask servin’ blond flask
Told your past report the stash in it at last
Task a stance to chance the gang hang by the lane in the glance
Maintain a A in the plane for insane flame rip the game
Sound strange my flow deranged off the page
Been told sage I old age release a blade so I don’t get sprayed
With the gat a murder stat with the back in rap act hack
The max tax a clasp on strong bone along zone
Phone home with the prone got alone in the clone for stone off bone
Show roll hold that sold fat told cat to gold wax off the blacks
Got sold on the rolled on folded shoulder butt the colder cut
Strut that butt across slut guts cut with the stunt
A blunt front on this I hold the twist up the J ray did the play skid
Tank lid flipped his hidden dart exit smart text work shark
For bark on X that tarnish varnish the garnish was hard edge
I started the mark fed the red dead a man bled off of edge
This rap sledgehammer with the hammer commander I plan tah
Ram yah jam yah got the fan and dust us up the trust fund
What on Sun gun from the ton of fun for lung bust the stung
I hung back crack max the tax wax off the lack of the stacks
I facts spread this rap head all over dead with the lead spray decay
Fade away and Grade A surgery they murder me servin’ keys
With the fleece rolled your sheets up to speed cut the need but pay heed
And don’t front
We like Psychedelic music
The indescribable Psychedelic reflects
Back check a meth rep
Murder in the flex
No Psychedelic
I relic of the delicious nutritious
I dish in it
Wish the Psychedelic was widespread
A deadhead got credit
Lead hit the head fit the bonus to own this
My harmonica does trippy shit
Way I varnish a coat fit to smoke reefer
I blaze Blues Jazz and Funk
I sunk the twos and threes in a chunk
Caught disease of the lump
The Trip is lit I flow crisp
Play music
I just dissed everyone with my gun
I sum of Suns and flew hits off
I run the check from respect I come correct pissed off
Murder with the Techs is the exclave rep laid rip raw blades
I made in the shade like a layer the line down for the Crown
I need to get out of town to sound the sound I like
I nice with the horns blown awards
Scored a core of the harmonic chord bells
Sweet sounds that melt
All types of Psychedelic effects
A sponge fission plug dubbed the mud step wade crept through
Slept through it drew gun
Hot Head with the Sun on Stun for a rung
I club hum the tune too soon to spoon doom on you
Here’s some Gong Fu run true
Blades ray of Sun shade in it made
Crisp a dish with the raw shit I dip and flex X
Make Mexican food my favorite I lay in hits with stain blood drips
It gets thick in the mix
My bag of tricks has magic
I was damned savage before I could manage heat
Raw complete
The Wizard of Oz pullin’ off jobs
You got robbed of your hits
I mix a fix with the sticks double
Trouble been burned to rubble all them fumble ball
I wall to wall scrawl tag bag a hag for fag sagging pants
Take a chance in the lead romance roll
Violence played it’s toll on these roll through hell
I ring a bell and gel
Max swell the ball called all of it and fall
Into the pits
Murder sits on the sidewalk and trips my mind hawks
Lit
Spit a dime rough I quit
Further fit in the stint on rims chrome 20+ Bentley
I live rent free so I got a cent to pee
I smoked so much weed as a kid my mind slid through
When I hit shrooms all my crew blew the set
I remember when I was trying to get some rhymes together
Went from sponge to leather
A little Heather got me on meth too clever
Way I step rep the haymaker take yours off
A soldier coughed I rocked herbs swerved got nerve
I curve the perturbed
I first in third place to relay race from Outer Space
Bomb blows up in your face
People ace
I blow blades on a rainy day to play
I like to dance I float a chance to the last romance
I got a vampire I admire for hire
I flat tire skid the wire on Acid
LSD a flask to be in like G Men
FBI takin’ Trump down from the sky
Ask me why I hate the stitch I mic ups hitch strike that dis
Type of clips that bike a hike off the blitz
This shit fits right in
I mice or men twice spend the ends
I don’t War I from before the core tore
I got to snore on your tracks
Facts is I rap biz handle the distance chance the answer lamps
The dancer for the monsieur
I pure manure for the cure
I soak a skewer and Barbecue
I got shit to do so I screw chicks
I broke out the wing bone
So I could get stoned or high
Sativa eye in the Preacher
My feature was copping weed off the street blur
The times my mind smoked a different kind every day
But you gotta ask for weight and pay extra
I had the hydroponic connection right next to where I lived
But I got tired to give
Blinded by variety I dyin’ to see the Tropical Sativa
Top and you beheaded dreaded fledded
My medic edit the credit I said it
I dead hit the heads up split the cut
Down the middle but
I sunk a chump’s front for a stunt to tell riddle
A griddle cake fakes it ache for the take on drugs
I got thugs movin’ meth rugs pulled out from under your rub backwards
From a sack towards Ganja Land at last
We can cash that one out no doubt
A murder route was unheard of shout
The Max is what it’s all about
I got a diamond so don’t try it
The Wizard blinded sank behind trips of the mind flips
Type to get rich with no hitch and sick six
I mic mix up the fix for hype bricks of dope
Cope with it roll different hold a new beginning and get winning fights
With insight it brings knowledge which brings Wisdom I been some shit
Even dropped out of College with an armed robbery charge at large
Cope broke soak I roasted off the toasted brain lane in the claim
For the Flames I got names I take can’t fake it
People hate it but I’m one of the greatest
Starbound all around you could clown to the sound
I clock pounds and pounds
Ten pounds of Green when I was a teen
Me and my homie extracted oil in the dorm kitchen just listen to it sizzle
For hits pulled I rip fulled it up fill it till it bust will they trust me ever again?
Doubt it when I shouted to a frown spent rounded up the posse
My gang drinks a lot of coffee and soft heats up the Water to slaughter
I caught your rhymes times I cold offer for crimes to do time
And again I send I bent so lent the torturous mortuary trust that bust
Later on I’m a skater till the dawn through the fog
As a weapon I kept check in the game to wreck then, my name
Etched in my brain I got slain
I jock the play as a way to say hey then
A ray of Sun bent offa lent adventure sent core the texture for more
People cause War over less I’m so fresh I never second guess
The flesh gets torn up to score cut in the mud a puddle
I shuttle past the class with the ruckus that fast to dash like it hype
I sped to the task and rocked the Mic
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/28/23 07:42 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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Don’t even try to creep if your reefer is in between your lips
Suckin’ on it
Duckin’ spit
Like hits
I mic trips
I got the licks that take flicks
For stabs flips
Nab the rabbi and damn I
Can fly
My mind walk by
Hold a Hawk high
I scold caught frying Platinum
Not Gold sold on the stacks of lenses benzes
The freshness is within it
I spin it
Down the drain the limit
With the gimmick command the sick victim blam!
I cold ran the faucet
I tossed it in the air
I’m a player
Get it gray hair
My beard is short
I court a mortgage fraud
I applaud the law and all the jaws broke
I toke reefer again one day
Duck that gunplay further they slayed
I made man
In command of the suntan with ray ban
I cold camera
Damn and yah a fan of the thug
Murderer
Cold sold the master
The pasture farmed hasta alarm antibiotics and dope
Smoked the cow
I allow cows to grow
On the farm for they darned tasty
I baste the beef on the Barbecue
What you gonna do?
My whole crew is in on it too
We use kung fu to kill the cows
All the law allows is death blows
So the homies froze before
War was fought over whose cattle caught forgot
I shot up the stock of the farm
My charm was all they harmed
I got a yarn to spin to win
In the country position
Deep in the farm I got it barn
The topic
I stop hit the flock lit
On command scan the land for brand marks on the cattle
Rattle off the toss I boss the cookie took a look see
I shook heat run the street
That heads to the green acres
I take yours away
They mine now
WIth Donald Trump the law allows that fat cat
I made first contact with the Grays
Aliens
They lane is the blood stained way in
To fame red is head
From lead spitting Gun a snake come from the dead
Soldier fed War
To score for the tour
Off planet Earth I have to do her murk
Shirt got hurt with the skirt lifted
Gifted MCs sneeze when they see this cheese
I breeze past class with freezing cast
Disease in this perhaps
Why I swim laps and craft raps
I cap a dead fool up in school for fuel
I duel with pistols
Fist fulls of cash cause a rash that stash
I max the maximum
I had head said medic exit on command
The Sun planned I ran a gang
Got this hang shoulder kango hat
How they like that is brains splat
Further gat hums the sat in some from the ton
Of drugs
Hugs get you rubs for the snub nose pistol tugs
The whistle out the official’s mouth
I short a spouse
I got the crowd to downtown though
So I blow slow
Lay a plate flat and scat
Skittle Scabobble wibble wobble
Toggle the switch throttle with the mix
That shotgun
Fix the hot ones
Sick
The mock ends the talk begins of Peace
A Soldier feasts
Serve at least
The breeze for fleeing all GPing
I’m gleaming right this wrong steaming strong
Belong to the cement
But I adventuresome
I let crews hum a tune that bruise use lose fuel and it’s rule done
Mule brought in the Cocaine from Columbia
The sum of yah
Drug and cut up strut
The walk what?
Mutt a sure to front hunt for the dog that stunt
Bunt a ball is all it took to shook
Take a look at yourself and cook
Rook a book awful awful that’s dreadful I said full up on Gold molded
I cold did it freezer plan the jam and folded
Hold it
Wait
On this date the great men of our times skated right by and
The dimes they copped sent shockwaves through the gazes
Phases out shouts and hollers dollars cold collars and scholars
I maul yours with broadsword and it’s all good
I shouldn’t so don’t wooden in with the stick
Lookin’ trick sick with the twitch
Good and this is a simple magic trick
To play scrabble lick the fence and dabble in self defense
Gettin’ high
All straight the jaw
That’s down by law and crawl
Through the passage to match this
Trashed kids with hidden agendas mention this
Constantly dissed
Get your list of drugs you want straight
A fate awaits to take you to the crew
Guess who?
Yeah that’s you
Imagine the witch’s brew of the stew
That rule!
All cool trip the fellowship
Tell it quick to sick the mix on fix
A lightning stick with tight in quick
Might this rich kid stitch
I flip your bitch if you can’t handle
The tangle up duck when I cut
Sluts get shut
Toward core for this floor to understand your self
A healthy thing that swing is the wingtip
I bring thick with the drugs
No thug gets a rub without a dub sack on his track to the max
I flack sprayed gats played with
The rain kept pouring
Like I’m touring Vietnam
I got the bomb dropped and calm stop the violence
A civilian stylist
Cold weapons Cold check in the section flipped
A Mexican drug trick is to plug hits
I miss the Mexican Connection
A reflection of direction in drug lesson number one
I got a gun that hum a ton now
Reefer allowed the street to be defeated
Completed mastered I’m plastered the rhyme bastard
That toward the scored sack jack a black jack
With rhymes rap and mind stats intact to the reaction
Got that stacks son
All what’s the commotion like lotion I rub wet in to jet then
Extend the crisp flow twist a signature four four at the door
You want War so I score been tore between human being all eye seeing
Mind gleaming double teaming some say steaming but I’m beaming
Like Mercedes I clock all the blades and ladies
Might act crazy
To amaze with heat something sweet you can’t compete
I got it splendid the head hit the dent the shit with flip
I mic this up lit I need another hit and another and another
A brother hit up some word
Like bird I clock absurd rhymes you heard
Coming out churned
From this human weapon no half steppin’
I reppin’ cause my sets been hardcore
I got in store the core with poor folks? Hell no I crack jokes about rich blokes
Hundred spokes on my coach I float in the moat of your castle
No hassle my rhymes they lasso brine in the sad song
Hit the bong the spice of life nice with ice try it twice and heights reached
Time breached my mind seeks the dime piece I cold fleece
Static with rabid dog fog like smog I turn cog and relax the job
Heard you got mobbed
Sorry
Like Atari I play it out far heat to car seat
My bar beat the yard complete
Del Mar so sweet
Body surf for the jerk
Get a perk and hurt I got it to shot hits like progress with suspects
Undressed now I guessed I left it like that
Rollin’ scatter antimatter I flatter on a platter
Clock your data my rhymes hafta chime in my rhyme begin to climb unwind
Up the mountain you could find a fountain to reach rhymes like each
Commit crimes till I’m deceased on a leash peeing on trees
Fee charged at the sarge I got it large to fully hard up struck men till ten
I got it concrete on this bomb beat
Heat run the street except skill that kill defeat
And ill I still until the will been bill I mill grain
I’m insane in each lane with the beast’s brain
I exclaim the flame in lane for each game the same as name
Come came
Deceased aim with claim remain a species drained in the entertain
Got the Police ashamed of the way they did it
I push the limit for digits to flow frigid
Get your lifted at rhymes I’m gifted
I stick kids with blade
Made in the shade this rhyme like grenade
It explode and sprayed blood all over
A Soldier told yah
I scold yah come bolder for folder with the shoulder hurt
I got it work perks into dirt for the shirt it’s curtains
I rhyme for certain put the murkin’ I’m lurkin’
Behind the scenes with cream I mean I’m spaghetti limp
Like Freddy way I’m gimp
Like a blimp I flip in the seas crimp disease offa cheese
For freeze to bow down to your knees
A crocodile’s teeth smile like I gleam I seem strange on the page I flame upward
With a cussword I’m curved hurt a murder further Merlin the Wizard
Was what is it I digit seven eleven kids can’t skid on me I’m still gonna freeze
I like the breeze holding my keys in the skeez did the need be
Martial Dance!
Here’s your answer to the Y in the World
I twirled around with blades
Got this shit aim
On fame for famous blame this for my blindness
Behind this I have fun rewind this with gun
I Sun on Rays for it stays playing
What I’m saying is like ray gun
Space Age to get it laid back
I stayed stack of Cash relax and maximum
I tax you hung back and rung
I brought a action to satisfaction
This rhyme can attack and then
We back again
Rhymes wrap and send
I lent a coin to a boy who’s a toy in the flame
I aim the same as squad name
Got to have it the blame falls on wallet but I call it martial
I’m partial to heart full of soul
Rock and Roll
Stroll through Cold bold to told you so I blow 30 below zero
I G like this my mic itch ripe my hero
I Psych lead the lane on strike I got the shade in hype
All types of drugs all types
I hugged in the rug rolled up snug
I a bug with the plug pulled
Wool in the socket leads to clock it
Don’t stop it I mock it
With rob rich in the stitch
Sopping wet
Cool your jets
I could scratch off keys
Or get down on my knees and beg please
Don’t kill me, loot me, pollute me
All groovy listening to Deadhead
The movie is instead of The Head Heat
The medics make it complete to unseat
The deed done is spun off the Sun
I gunplay murder in the way
Conscious I bomb hits the charm is wet
I infest your garments bled into you colors I sultry culture word
I’m a bird so I nerd out
I got a route I take and bake
I like to make it great so I skate
I wait and take the bait on the date
I hate to take it as fate and release the state
Let’s not bet gamble and ramble on until dawn
My lawn grew I puke when I nuke the song drew me in
I trip so let’s begin I sin a little bit I fiddle split the riddle get
Middleman wet with profit to top it I wish they’d stop it
I pop it and rock it lock it to shock the mix bag of tricks
I mock it all of it to shotgun drawn
On the calm seas you could sail feel the cheese
And rail off pale with the cost to be the boss I grow stale
Way I’mma mail in the check you gotta respect capitalism
In prison with the tech pointed at my head
I said can’t we all get along and listen to Grateful Dead?
I don’t support murder
But I heard a Gangster further than far out
I shout out to the sets that live in Peace
My set fully released I grease the heads up
Still some gangbang
It’s a hell of a thang to stang like that in rap you bet
I step to the rep drew down and crowned the town
All around I see down Gangsters found I lounge toward the sword I play
Stay laid back stack a act that strapped
I’m tired of meth
Meth heads with no trip is serious
Trouble fear it gets in the eye
Wonder why
I seen a gangbanger cry and try to make up for lost time
I known a lot of gangsters blown on the phone the microphone
Is shown to be a device I so treed up I dice ice twice too
Out of the blue so sue me
I tune in for free to the Scooby Doobie
Cartoon movie
I rule heat on the street
Compete competition let’s listen
To a gangbanger take position
On a mission
I glisten while rank and file pile on backwards to stack Gold and Platinum swords
Of course the force be with you I real glue in the track
Murder came back you heard uh rap music
Most tune out don’t know what’s going on and smoke a bong
I grew up in Los Angeles and that’s as deadly as the Gangster Sets get
I breeze on trees again one died Sativa Tropical Sun Ray
Opium pipes
Hypes in Opium Dens make friends with microphones
Dwelling on hell in the selling telling the tale without fail
I bailed got an injection in the section with Fentanyl at the hospital
Vicodin profitable it’s possible
To stop and fully pull heat down
Lounging scrounging up the ounces
My mind pounces on types of strikes the juice fountain is all mine
In time I rewind stop on a dime recline and find
A new groove
Sooth the smooth move with lube I choose
Chose to found it flows grows
I knows this without rollin’ down the list
For a twist I exist on the existence
I rinse knives in the kitchen
People didn’t listen to the system thumping rip and a drug thing
I must hinge on bet forget the step and X out
Read a route doubtful to allow pull
My mic is dull I hype up wool
Psychic like it until the strike liken into the null and void
Avoid toys on the street beat my feet on the trails bicycle
My type did hail
Check is in the mail
Or I’m goin’ to jail
The way all say strong is the reckless to check this way ya’ll
Move in it tunes don’t sweat the Dead Show was better than the fold
Music sold me on an old G Cold be the sold keys
All ill in the trashcan
I puffed nuts scan with the suntan in the land to jam
On the fam I killer I type to fill up hype
Who’s iller than Mike?
The ripe what it’s like yo?
I ring in control
Sold my soul to be solid Gold with wool
Did it skidded
Ridden a horse of course I come different
You figure it
I take a swig of the nut brew to run true
How do you do?
In this life I’m screwed
The tune I sing is of the ruin and I could sting
But I don’t won’t sho nuff
Platinum did it back at me I hit up the big sacks of mushies
That’s mushrooms to trust soon
Like a spoon of dope I cope with it
Broke sifted through the land to stand tall
And proud out loud I service with a smile all the while
Retile my bathroom some attack soon
Whose moon is it tonight on sight with the right wing?
I think Donald Trump might bring the nukes
To shoot at people he sound evil
He might be feeble minded
I rewinded the tape to play it safe
I know some people got raped
Like an icicle the Mike will full up
Run a truck move in the groove
Heavy Truckers
At the intersection I saw the reflection
Learned my lesson
Never stress in this life
My ice came at a heavy price
I shot twice
And rolled dice
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (06/29/23 09:09 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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I changed my bone marrow back to zero for this hero
Crippled 13 years and don’t know where to go
Except a Grateful Dead Show
I roll in the Oldsmobile
Steal the wheels of another vehicle’s
I real with those death blows
I roll up cold cut in the nuts
I shake butts
Relax strut
What you want?
I get so ill I fumble until I straighten
Got a date in the playpen
To arrange men
It sound strange when
People cause mayhem
And can’t relate to martial art
Eye got pulled apart in the dart
I chart topper
Clocker robber of the cradle with the ladle to spoon fables
Room is in the cocoon
I shock tunes with the rule crisp
People get dissed and released the hiss
It sound weak when people speak
I’m related to the hated crew
Royal Fam brew
So what’s new with you too?
I’m waiting to get into the crew
For real with the steel
Soldiers peeled caps
But didn’t call it that
I don’t know what you call it when you solve hits in a War
Don’t want to score employ more heads
Bread is said to shed the bled bloody
I made myself a bloody mess
Suicide professional in the underside
I ride
What you wanted from drugs?
To front like thugs smoking all the blunts they want?
I’m professional with the section 8 home on meth
But before that I tore the flamethrower
Lane glower belower the ill shower
To go on tour with your crew that drew weapons?
Never that and never half steppin’
I reppin’ the mind fist
Sometimes I might twice roll the dice and shot nice
I got it Mike’s is chocolate
To rock it in it and handle business
What witness got this the product that rocket?
I shock with hits so stop it with those trips
I seen trip I mean flipped released hits
Drip my brains in the game they call it
My wallet fat and I soldier black and blue with true blue American grew grown
All mics get blown When I show up
I roll in the cut to tuck the weapon
I like a double sword award
WIth double edge or maybe a sledgehammer
I handle all of it and jam on the thirty first my thirst quenched
For cash relax and max in the pool like I’m cool
I’m Psychic and rule the type A personality
Don’t challenge me
You lose cause you snoozed
I don’t like your attitude
It’s rude
You disrespectful and need a check fully
You gonna get beaten up by a bully that pull heat
I spark maximum in the crib
Till a nurse hid in the glass ceiling
Revealing her wheel deal feel good be done smooth
In a groove all I do is move
I gyrate and shake spin take the place down and then
Back up again
Someone robbed my friend
In the club for a dub sack the end of the bomb back
A sucker recommend that I stay strapped
I don’t like that
Don’t need a gun for fun or number one son
I stun crews in the twos and threes
Drop down and squeeze the trigger
They figure mafia hits deliver kids to crips bloods and all types of thugs
I love ghetto love
I’m from Hollywood
And the boys in the hood are always hard
The homies livin’ large but they ain’t in charge
Of the martial plus I’m wet partially a death threat impartially
I just started to see MCs flee when they see me
Like breeze in the trees
I rustle the leaves
Want Coca leaves up the sleeves
I max in this with ease for the cheese everyone need
But get your bleed first
Or else you die of thirst with your face in the dirt and hurt permanent
I want to drink all night long!
Plus hit the bong!
Hit my long Johns
I got it strong in the system
I know how to mix liquors
But they too expensive
The rent slid through my fingertips
Lightning sticks in the exciting flicks
My mic gets tripped
I slipped up a job through the skull got dull
I love it yo.
I fully pull and want a wooly
I sold heat on the street for guns to defeat on runs for slums
Buns bake when I rake in dough
I in command control and roll
Take a stroll through the hood
If I should tangle and handle it
A vandal split when he saw me about G Vandalizing
I’m realizing I’m surprising in so many ways
So many days in jail
And I can’t make bail
I sail on hard liquor
My blood thicker in the mud I strut too
Make a cut crew take it up drew the gun
For fun I disarm with the harm’s way a lightning strike delayed by what I sprayed
Way back in the past after class smoking stash
At last!
We get high again and fly by men
We need strong drink!
What do you think?
Meth blindness
You could hit and find sick
To spike up on a trip
Rewind thick
The country atmosphere was where I steered
Travelled unraveled down the back country roads at night
On Meth
Gaining insight it’s impolite to fight I ignite
I’m on fire and get higher
I got a sum I heard one and done
Where I’m from is the city
So nitty gritty look at the country so pretty
You could push a buck fifty
And still Country Boys make you history
We got them boys and I avoid the toy kids
In corn rows slid in
It’s different but I’m bent
Invented the censorship mind drips
My recline in the thick of the dry room
For Ganja tops and clocks real venom
You can’t let me in
I’mma destroy everything
Since eleven been Smokin’ and Tokin’
It’s no joke to have the Ganja rope on broke steady
The heady medley of the deadly
I’m readily available
For combat assailant pull a weapon
I jet in or out
Depending on the murder route
I give a shout out to the country
It’s something to see
We get it funky on the trails
Hiking I’m biking up the ailment striking and loving life in the country
I’m an old honey head
I want your money dead on the spot with gun shot funny not
My funny gun heat with run street with the dope beat
I got a fleet of craft you ask a task lasted and plastered offa honey
I gonna drink rum G I got a hung parking meter at the two seater parking space
If I get a ticket that’s my ace and front that G pack
I tilt the seat back relax and rush
On crack cocaine spark it and aim flush the blood stain down the drain
Don’t complain if you in the lane I refrain from barking
I’m harking to a new wonder from down under for the number one spot
I got it cold cocked my honey I Glocked for it to gun tore the hit
Lead spreader the flesh redded up the session for profession
Fuck that meth I learned my lesson
I drink like it’s a profession
What your session like?
Comin’ up bowlin’ strikes no Gold on the ice with the mold cold I rolled it
Honey was the shit
A gun clip I flipped 7 digits with it in prison to get lifted make the decision
I got the vision for a tight ass invention
My ascension through the ranks ganks everyone’s mention of heat
I’m from the street serious
I clear streets that deteriorate on Police plate
Fuck the Police in each Police state I hate
Unless they psychedelic they can’t tell it
Spittin’ yell shit at me
Boy you might be needin’ a drink of Psilocybin P
I’m doin’ life
Life like in the hype swipe a dice game clock life aim
At the flame you came with
The same twist as the name lift
I strike crisp type fist the lifelike twist
Someone pissed who missed the life sentence
I make it back with bench press
In prison you forgiven of your sin then
Evil Men and Women for life it’s forgiven strike
The children hype off will them Nikes
Goddess of Victory they can’t get with me
It’s life like trees in the breeze shaking leaves and flowering tops
What life type forgot is the might will and get caught smoking pot
I exit the clock life on the block for mice and men walk
Stalking hawking on talk
I cold wreck shop
All life was on your loss boss
I don’t toss it up
Raw shit stuck to the ceiling
Revealing life is wielding weapons
No half steppin’ to the rep then forgettin’
How you got in so stop sweatin’
Life taught you a lesson
Never second guess you turn fresh
Bills get crisp
Wallet thick Platinum Ice watch on the wrist
A tight fist
Life strikes a number on the number one stunner
Top gunner and drug runner
Life is a ton of fun in wonderland
After you scanned came back to life and ran the mic fluid
Just do it
We pop meth
While they smile in violence
Chi Gong was Death
Until it’s practice to match this
I light up a step to kiss this Tech
Nine while inclined to decline I unwind
I got a man woman and child
On quiet while I supply it
The style fit
Recline bitten mild and sittin’ with style in the rep
That’s reputation I seen inflation
Hazardous tactics in economics
Led to bomb threats and loaded up Glocks
Non stop it pops the show stops
Flow in tops of checks
For this rap shit under the mattress is where it’s kept
I reflect back on the inclined to violence
While they supply this
I shot meth for the style to profile Tech Nine
They got in line for the practice to attack this
Left flat with the elevated four fifth
They rip and trip
I tripped and ripped air so be aware
That I scare I don’t care
What you think
We on the brink of violence to creep
W trouble you in your sleep
I count sheep
Everyone needs a nice house in the hills
Chillin’ after grillin’ ice smoke nice smoke of Ganja
Bomb on the Sun glowing hum
Showing numb folks who toke the smoke too how to do
I roll in crew Soldier fiend for something new besides bleed
And it’s true
Iced down drew down around the clown hound you
Around the Ganja Tree grew produced THC crystals
With pistils turned brown release the harvest now
For Virgins this is the hardest they allow
Don’t trip until you lift brains on Ganja let me explain
Trip takes you farther than far out
No doubt
I got there with a joint in the air to stare down
A murder around town was the crowd reaction to satisfaction
We comin’ back son with gun release hacks from
The tax that blacks out no doubt a murder route
I shout out to crews who don’t rounded gang with the thang
That slang jam and ran rabid entrance exit flex this
Relax and check hits while they eat murder for breakfast
Ganja is for Set Trip
Mix it with wisdom I sick sometime from a gun rhyme
Murder and I’m further from the dime piece
Each easiest as grease to release deceased
Meth is the death with all respect they murder flex and checks murder reflex
I came in dead from the Wu Tang Clan
With the dragon stang except I hang back
We chill and relaxed with the Ganja and Shrooms
I maxed with the homies all stone keys
I hit up Methamphetamine and started bleeding bloody
Made all that money shopping honey from gun heat
But I was DOA Dead On Arrival got the Bible of static
Release tracks magic on weekends played black lands off weak programs
The show slams I had the command so I understand understood
How anyone should get in to wet in
I take pity on a sucka MC
It’s a challenge to handle with raw talent plus I’m valiant
I met old heads
I said I fled to the murder lead
I’m deadhead
Got the herbs so word up
I can’t teach you herbs but
We got major contenders raps blenders offa lend works that jerk
We got pert plus
Release thrust off the dusted
I cussed back at suckas whack
Max an Atlantic Ocean stack for the potion I caught flack for the broken
Spoken soft I come cold calm boss from off it tossed
In the vehicle I move real slow mellow
From head to toe I need high vertical ceiling
For growing the real thing Ganja weed again
Sativa to end with
I dead skip the lead crisp off four four for the War to end the menace
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (07/03/23 01:10 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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I reached the cut off point to smoke a joint and still be hip
My hip slipped I dripping Water now to caught off the bow of the ship
I right rip tight clips when I’m in tight within insight I trips
The brain will allow a powerful trip to happen when I’m the captain I stack them
Drugs thugs don’t want
They burn the buns of thugs and release plugs magnetic
I reflect savage on trash baggage of Ganja when I manage the bomber
I calmer than before cause my core settled like heavy metal
I got the kettle to boil like hash oil in the cauldron to solve then
Any problem went down the drain in intent to cultivate Ganja
Yo momma lets you smoke now you choke as it goes down
The wrote written crown is sittin’ on your head
You don’t know it instead you blow it Ganja like people drink kegs
One day you major player in the dope game layer down of shocks
Like hot rocks I skip blows of feds I murder dead
All the crowd out loud serve the town with red painted edit the saintly
Like I date speed I read it read the blood need this ton of weed
Come from the done gun deed with plead for some indeed it’s War
To the core we solve this drug War with more, cheaper Grass
Until everyone passes the class and stops serving ass
It’s a monumental task actually
I’m experiencing a Water Fast euphoria
Don’t mean to bore you to the core if you already high
I love to smoke the Ganja buds and resin called Hashish
We don’t burn other drugs
We plugged on Psychedelics and the Cannabis
I love getting high man
I’ve been high a lot and produced product
I shot up in my head high
My body relaxed
I
Been in the tax for spies of mind design
I Y
In this eye bust and register the kill until I chill and eat something
I’m tripping rupturing the brain it’s proclaimed
By many as the enemy
But I don’t see anything wrong with drinking Water or smoking a Bong
I 3 Prong electric to dissect it
My head rich with Hallucinogenic thoughts
Caught off guard with a crystal Meth shard
But we don’t pump the Yard any more it’s too hard
And dangerous the Meth kill and just ill you
I like a Water real smooth
I need to roll a Ganja Reefer and Cold Roll It
I sold flips on hits of drugs I don’t thug
I’m programmed to thug and land death blows
Pull out drugs from folds in clothes
I suppose I get high rose and dry eye
I proclaim mind as my inside Heaven
Plus the body links 7
I get ready
I got a dirty connect and flexed some shit
Text you rinsed
Deception and since I been steady with the inches
Of cinches to decrease the flinches offa benches
Retention of this is adjust
I trust life been spent chasing highs dreams
For some fiends is this Gleam I got on
A Water now all I need is a Bong
Some LSD liquid so I could measure it rich kid
Type of shit get lit
My mind stripped of banal thoughts
Caught smoking pot a lot
Since I was little shocked
The rocked brains criminal
I spread eagled by Cops that see through blaze
And read you your rights for daze
I gaze at sun rays and stay high
The mind hangs by a thread while sober
Any explosion of thought brought the end
A mind tend to grow red in blood
A mud cake make a break in fake
A take on life like a knife severs hypes
I hype like I lifelike I struck the ice
I got the slice of life decisive
I rhyme to live and give a mic five stars and thug
I rub a drug off a plug victim
It’s the sickness within the christen the glistening
Missing been the category 3 hurricane
With blades
Rhymes in shades make rhyme displays grade A
My mind did lay down the mind don’t play around
Found ground on lounge in the scrounge for dope
I showed up and people ducked
I stuck in VR until par is deadly
I’m fed heat steadily to the Nth degree
My mind see dream feel for real steel
I peel caps back and reinstall the accurate
Saturate the brain to keep it straight in the lane
Cause claim to mind exclaim I am blind
With designed frame to unwind
I’m the kind of guy who dry eye
And sight the flight on long to joke around wrong
Ways for days to fades this
My mind remain crisp
With a twist of material just like this
Psilocybin is a liver trip
Not everyone understands my rhyme written
Until they all bitten my trip and
I overdosed came close the end with the lens
Psilocybin tends to blow slow with Ganja Grow
People head to toe don’t understand flow
Until they promote to bite it I write it word
Handle swords and spears
And all types of weapons tears drip from my eyes in Heaven
I write for brethren a martial skill gets ill
I write this chill on the process
I rock steps in line with Meth for the diamond
I just drank coffee
Get your stank ass off me
I soft see to toss it up to be
Be free for real I peel
My mind style stay concealed in eye
I wield try in this for the blind to see
Rhyme like Graffiti I capitalize on the rise of street art
Dart through a part fool uncool rule
I use martial as a tool to get high
I get high and write rhymes
All Glock this this eye red and a side of candy cane
Rasta Irie Sizzle Water who caught yah?
I block blur a word for those who drink it the liquid
Stick into it with rip through trip fluent
I just do it man
I don’t have a plan or anything
I just know that the H two Oh Flow
That’s Water I caught your glance again
You don’t have a chance and then
I went rancid in the spectrum
My eyes reflect Sun
I glass a bum over for overseas with their keys broken off in the locks
Sounds tops so I inspect flocks till my eye dry
I will in it to Scry I’m a Psychic with training in the Witchcraft
Since I was still intact martial I know the Magic
A heart full of soul
I don’t broadcast or lead class I smoke stash
Become a bum what’s from the number people wonder
Should I strike like thunder? Blur
It’s curtains for the slur and racial catch a face full of venom
If you run up
A gun up
Thanks to Meth to sum up the place
I like smoking Ganja my ace for the place for the case for the taste
I take the big whack off dose
Whack off close to Psilocybin inside men are dyin’
Tryin’ to fly in this with wings
Brings tears stings are fears of swing
Relight ring the bell until I sell the tight intelligence
Irrelevance in the rebel yell blur burner ear curve and it swerved turner
I yearn for the gloss to mega boss of the floss for awful
A jaw full of fruit for flavor scoot thy neighbor over for loot behavior to occur
I shoot the murder bullet comes fullest with the Gangster BS
I profess to undress the opposite sex when I flex with the Techs
I regress to digress Ganja hit the chest
I reflex ingest the OG Heady ever ready to flow steady on this medley
I head heat down the block beat of the stock read from the Glock
You psychotic to stop hit block rep obnoxious with your BS Gangster threats
I wish you’d stop sets I rocked your ass to death until it toppled progress
To lock rest in the soft undress the cloth so I could flow off and not
Without smoking Pot time forgot to cancel my license like Mike Tyson
I heavy swing wrote this I’m the King of delicious
For Christmas I gift Pounds Of Pot the inference to influence in doin’ this twist one for the Kingdom
Tripping DOM with the cement bent offa vent
Recharge the amps break the chance flash the lights out by avalanche might sound
A ground state bait for skate to take a mace to the face and chase it
Freebase lit we hype on a spaceship with drugs of all types
Makeshift on the wait list I’m on a plane missed flights came distance
The misfits misintent to sent you to spent you through all crew
The amp game is nothing new we flew through hawk child served a while
Hyped up with style plus a smile to go a mile to burnout
We learned route the further shout out the route of gun pulled no doubt
It’s paid in full ray cull the cold out the mold sold high bid slide through skid
My mind slew indent the paragraphs and laugh at a weak stash
It’s top brass crashing class got the cash to make hits match
The latch lifted gifted students lifted through it to do it I ruined hits with flex intent
To entrance the dance the forest intense the glorious pour and just bust
On a M.I.C. trust we guts the fish fresh filet for the day to play
A sun ray made men we hit up Yang blends of herbs
We lookin’ for drugs word we sure did pluck with strike the nerve
Hyped up serve the type cut with the strut that glutton fucked in
We get it rough then on DOM
Deceased at the AIRBNB I release keys that grease
We don’t want methamphetamine we cheese of Ganja Green Herb
To the East wind word
Release gun and each hum like a bleached sum
We don’t run
We fight ignite against the evil powers of meth
Blew you out in one breath
Everyone who knows detests the meth for flex
A Tech greased is easiest to preemptively
Sent you skiing
I G in the cement
So all bent lead the fentanyl out of town for crown
This is how we get down
A Ganja Crown is rare
With Psilocybin I scare and stare at a punk beware he or she sunk
I don’t rap bunk drugs
Thugs got the rub off to scrub off
I’m super soft and boss my way through decay
With the lightning spray with no delay
Cap knows I’m the leader in the two seater
I reach easier on Ganja Golden Fleece and I’m bombin’ yah
Nonstop drama with the mafia
I just stop and plug up the shock you got fronted on top of that
The gat sat in the back of the act so relax and pick up jacks
My murder tax to the maximum we don’t like that shit on Ganja Sun
We eat Ganja edibles to melt down on into what floor you seen true
Don’t ignore gravity
You so high you can barely ski
A drugged up G with no thugged up
Ganja is a love drug
We hug and plug into mud on scrub this DJ to relay
All that speed spray all over the place
I got my Ace
I took a big taste look I shook up and took up the bass drum
On something hum like that
We got steroid in the gat for flow flat to attack to the max
I rhyme raps
I light jacks up
I’m sacked up but it’s still not enough
We rough and tough
Do damage on the scuffed up manage to cuff up the savage
Meth heads
We relax and Street, Feds Dead on it
You need drugs and a long hit
Troublesome with the double Sun like they release with gun
I got the number one stun
I shunned by the Christians who get pissed when I told them Jesus got lit then
Saved Man
Gold is the plan
Told your man Damn!
I run the barcode scan and release BLAM!
I shot a man
And stomp cold can in the run the jam fan of Ganja
What bomb struck as a fucked up pluck of the murder one?
I make a dope track
While I fiend for a sack
HAHA! I lamp
Cold champ to destroy in cold tank
I rank high my flanks fly past no jive and I dance
Command chance for the answer
Down word as cow manure
Sample the plural
I hurl up when I drink too much
Soldier in the cut
Bombs explode in my face
I’m the ace I cold rap chase
The dap I get is grace
For the sacks I wet when I jet out the place
I serve a taste for the dragon
Got locked up and still I ain’t braggin’
I hit the sag is the pants
Gangster
Thanks to the gangster thing I swing
Rewrite a wing I hinge on squeak
A creep with a seat at the game
I gold flame up
Need the Platinum truck to release once again
My friend
I bend dope lens and coat
Show up and blow up I wrote
The classics ram my dick up the ass real fast it’s
Out of control the task is patrol
I last with the cure for pure dope lure
The kids in so they could win and spin
The children of Israel!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (07/06/23 02:45 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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Get it crank!
In your shank there
I chop off the head of America
I’m from the Sword of Buddha
And run this right through yah!
I don’t like Blue Blood in the mud with gun heat
I run the Street
From here to there
And every damn player best beware
I don’t like the glare from the Sun
On a run I pick up a gun
So you know where it come from
I Sum some Run Up
To strum pluck the guitar
I lit this far out
I don’t scream and shout
I get the route I’m in
Denizen of the Darkness
Starkness is how it end
I bend thoughts and caught with the Palm Red
I break bread and Fast after tense
Ladies and Gents
I get this whence it’s Hollywood
In the intense
Over the fence we slam the ball out the Ball Park
It’s the Dark Sword to spark an Arc
I cut off Sharks
I hit the bark of trees relieve disease
We into drugs and chop off knees
Stump the leg
This Powder Keg
I’m lit!
Pass the microphone you spat upon
I release into dawn all the pawns
I wrong to kill they say I ill maintain
The execution policy
Of the dollar sign tree
I exit with bleed
Mean this to twist
I read hiss from scripture
I rip poor folks off
At the soft junction
People punch in the face
With no Ace you displaced
Fighter Pilot wild style it
Mic the mile hit
I written bloody
The Gun Heat run the defeat you
And disease is true as a sneeze drew
Begging and pleading
You pleading the 5th and dissed
Disconnected with your rap in check there
You a square
You gonna have a bad trip when you ripped
Gripped the microphone and with this
I mix in the hyper prone
To all alone toast in the zone for folks
Who host the town hall
All brawl leads to crawl
Now you just off the wall
Charted sprawl
With the law
Up your ass
You got cancelled class
Release that head so Fast!
I smoked tons of grass
Then hit the trip Everlast
My trips peak and solve
Gather all the strands together
And whatever is clever
It all comes together solved
Most kids couldn’t solve on trips
That’s the rough part itch
The smart part ditched the trip
For heroin and shit
I release grip of cash
I megablasted the Fast slid through the cracks grew
All true as Blue I maintain from the crew
Of Sword
Won the award for my Warfare
I scare in the air
Release shots and defeat spots
I recommend Pot
And tons of it
Don’t get that gun lit when you trip
You gonna trip
You stop trippin’
Serotonin lift in this
I love a Cocaine hit of Crack
Off the bat I satchel of back pull
Full heat drew
The seat off the pants
Dance like avalanche
My card black and stances
Crept up
Glances of the answer your phone core
I swore I would never leave trip
Everyone tried to ruin it
But I come through with this
I fully risked my life to get the knife
I’m in for life
Mom and Dad need to get back together again
I wrote a letter to the President
My residence was illegal
In Florida
I sorted it out in court with the 9 mm
For sport I drew my heater
I was wanted by the Communists
And knew it
A dead man shed through the skin and BLAM!
I bucked them down with my 9 mm
Mom and Dad was my Psilocybin
This bitch interrupted my trip
She thought she was a trip
Cause she had big tits
I told myself I lit
Right now and split BLAUGH!
I shot the cops in spots that’s tops with my 9 mm
Everyone’s heater was goin’ off
But I knew the trip was soft
I hit up the Kilo of Crack I got
I said I hit up a lot
Everyone got the onslaught I taught
A kid to chew his Psilocybin shrooms
Now he in rooms with the 9 mm
Kids couldn’t compete with the heat adults got
So kids lit up
A kid got bit by a shark
In park kid’s world darkened
They harken back to a sack they smoked
I toked its then broke out with the OZ
Of Psilocybin
Mom and my Dad got my 9mm
On their side I ride for Psilocybin with the 9 mm
I smoke two joints and on point
I got anointed with the ointment
Hash Oil I employed with lit head
I cracked some bread off
I led raw stuff to cough off
I got two big sacks of green as a teen
I busted beans and trusted keys in it
To finish it I diminished by hits that fit
I sit in a chair and stare into nowhere
Kids scared
I dared them to light up split a hair that’s tight but
They still caught unaware
I flipped a fair level
To let them off with a shovel to cover the skull and bones
I left shit alone I got stoned
Kids prone to get zoned on and hit the bing bong!
I lit a wrong kid up to split some shit with?
Never that, with that grip I sit and kick it
Puffin’ a fat ass J but anyway
I hold it down for the hay
Gloss off from LA Hollywood Hills
We in sight in tight with the children might
Come will some night
I in sight with trillion
I fill in
For a missing musician
I list the instruments and rinsed
In the cool Water
I thought of the the last time I toked
I booked it and soaked it
Now I floss with the jet
I’m outta here Set!
Let’s drink Ginseng Tea
I heard you like to drink
We got American and Korean just think?
I think we should get lit
So I brew up a big pot bet
We all set?
OK!
This Ginseng won’t blow you away,
But it strong alters your hollow words into birds
And crisp heard of the flip side
Inside I don’t hide my Ginseng
It’s legal catch a Wing and sequel
I hit a lot of Siberian
Maybe next time we can try that kind
I unwind on herbs
I hit a Ginseng bird for two months once
It greases you up
At least hits you duck
It makes the 8, like Psilocybin
There are related herbs and why I’m kin
With the Chinese
I study their medicine and believe
It’s a Veteran deceived by the belief
Of grief strife and beat with lead pipes and strikes
I mics up the disease
We need to get you some keys and some Gs
You need to lead not follow
Here!
Swallow 6 of these pills and have a ball yo
Tomorrow I’ll show you some swords and steps
So you can stick with the trip for the rest of existence
I started learning new styles of fighting
Modified my hang glider inside you hide
Darted heart charted apart from where I started
I got real smart did the smart thing
Pulled a wingtip so trip and I lit constantly
I got a bit bonkers actually
Methamphetamine
I rock the gleam still some seem a dream
Fools double team
Like they some be meant to ski went
For the breeze
I got the disease a long time ago
I got cream Gold and a mold that folks beware of
I’m a dove I rock a stalk for fought over War
In store before I go to the core I make sure
I’m alone in the zone people prone to accidents
And didn’t pay to get in
They want to punch you in the face to begin
They think something easy
I just Gs crazy off the phase heat some dead meat
I defeat all other mind styles
I got the soul for I bowl knock down all the pins
Strike I might light a fool up on sight uncool but
That’s the rule of the street off this each one
Release gun suckers be from the carnage
And garnish with parsley this dish complete
I unseat everyone else
I well spent money dealt with the gun heat
All day I expect to get paid
I’m in the shade
You can’t see me
I like to be hidden
I written words so a curve can’t be bitten
They like to get in
But I don’t let them
I make some Cash
Hit the food truck
You outta luck
I got a program that yo man I hold up scan the area for pirating and
I might just Blam! You for being crew gang slew name drew aim and blew
I shoe on the foot shook the took for this right inside I glide
I hang tight realign right ignite the pistol while in this fistful of cash
I served to ash got the mask on you can grasp for long hang on you fell
Like ring a bell I just so swell I ball it tall with the lyrics rendered 666
I tricks a bitch servin’ hitch cold MC move and switch I ditch a figure that
Cold cat inside told height hat with the ride on so I slide on hit a bong they be gone
I flow on I show strong how I shot on the label stable way hella blaze jelly fat
Roll through with the gat service was for a sack of meth I trip breath
Release until there ain’t none left I cold rock it def to chalk screech outline be time
I recline I just sniff my last dime of meth got to reup and Seth beat up
My speed struck I don’t give a fuck it’s just back luck for sucka ducks
Murder plucks further with a gun that’s word up from the master number one
God kept me out of the cooler
I got the heater 2 seater
Meth
They busted both Pot connects in the small town
Now it’s impossible to find Pot
If you don’t go local you get ripped off
Short sacks is facts why I switched to the maximum Meth and friends
To serve ends I self defense it
I bench bit off the stench at night
Quench that thirst all right
All this shit works
You get shot on sight
I’m not polite but I try to be
Rhyme after hittin’ up a tree gang signs
Kids flow blind and can’t design a good cap
As a matter of fact I like to give kids slack for trying
I’m not lying it’s a fact that dried out caps relax
I need that Sun Tax lifted
Blow Weed explosive gifted with the seed from God
Flowering Tops cause Shocks in the uninitiated
I straighten it up
All blades in the cut
It’s like Murder what?
You need that Mean Green
To tight the scene all a light the beam
I triple cream now
WIth the instant cash allowed
Big bucks for the shout out
But it needs Herb so word up hit a J or somethin’ stop playin rough and
Slaying the kids with high bids I flipped it
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (07/07/23 10:02 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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I was inside the mind
Just when a dime sack flowed
Release show up
To blow up spots
I got shot at
Served with the bomb back
Release react to stacks
Murder Maximum
Doin' life and rap on some tracks that stun
Criminal
Gets me in with women
I fin to bust on a vision
I seen Psychedelic Dream
In prison they team up on you
Gang attack stew in the back with crew
Relax you drew back
And clacked the gun
Someone sung a high note
It was Murder they wrote
It was freestyle rap
Get on the map
And torn your maximum
Sentence that went with this
Leave you defenseless
I bent with drip brains
Insane and light flames
I mic maintain with the deadly strike
I handle blades and shades
Of color duller than your entrance
Paid rent make sense
So I claim with clips
I since as rinsed
In the back of the lab with mincemeat
Murder complete
Further than you eat up
Reach tuck the heat drew
All deceased flew in flown
Mind gets blown
And shown
On the phone
I hit the bone
And dug graves
Like slaves at two in the morning
On Meth straight to death
I dropped LSD
And proceeded to pop
Sheets lock defeat with the Glock
A Water Fast Euphoria
Was better than drugs
I search for cuts in trip
Soap up suds and straight lit
We gettin’ there
You become unaware of the other World
Rap styles unfurled
You hit like a girl who never scrapped before
This was War
So we born true as seed grew like a Weed
My Ganja drew in the fleeing fled
Murder right up in the head
I murder instead of the serve you bled
I bled too so we blood brothers
Like mothers of ill kids
All children killed in gangs
With they gang rags
Servin’
I’m OG from Los Angeles
Where all they bang is Crips and Bloods
The Mexican thugs got the guns
My homie got stunned with some bullets
I seen him with the Grim Reaper
All your either a teacher
Of the Gang I hang with
I rang mix the slang and bang with hits
Fools thought the Platinum chain
Was Silver
You get killed in here
So beware
Of the DARE program
The live show jammed slammed and rocked
I copped a sack of shrooms
I hit them up
I saw a vision of light ignite
I got hype and saw red and white stripes
I flipped a mic
I clocked ice
And was a dice roller
Core of the poor was Soldier
For the Country
I ate lunchmeat
I got to defeat MCs
The Mushrooms led me into rooms unseen
I flew in the breeze
I saw cheese to the ceiling
All wielding the double
Double edge swords Jian
I reinvented the wheel
And wield the steel
I peel back caps
And feel for the max
Be all you can be
Don’t try to jack me
You get laughed at and
My Ganja Trees maxed that
I’m a Phat Cat
I shot a light Golden Grill
On Tequila Hill
I might chill and top bill
Remain on wax until these rhymes collect the tax
Murder raps was back in black
I service attacks with further blacked out maps
I got the jack move on a whole crew at once
I served them
They fumbled ball and swerved then
I had them learnin’
I burn in the sign
I turn design into heard King in the mind
We binding with contract
So I’m intact and rapped about it
I crowded a room with a spoon of Cocaine
I got a brain that lit lanes
Murder explains how fame is
No matter how big you get you wet so bet
Yep
It’s a Tech 9
All release blind
I saw diamond and reclined and
Unwinded suntanned
With the mind I understand
I land on the Island
Where they grow Sativa
And tropical style with the profile
Of Golden Child
I lit up a joint and smiled on point
I’m toxic
Poisoning cutthroat
I got the gun smoke
And blood soaked
I got Gold and Platinum Ropes
I toke Ganja smoke again my friend
Let’s practice so you can match this
Lift the latch and dance with weapons
I don’t like to see kids who can’t fight
We can write rhymes all night
We get outta sight
We relight the sword
I award core at the store for the poor
To tour in War
I shore to shore
Been born in a morning dove rub backwards dub
I unplugged all the fake thugs and snubbed
A fool lost his cool
He got shot and leaked fuel
I saw a duel with pistol cruel
All mule for Columbian Cocaine
Come through the lane like pro claim
I got it maintain I light brains
I dice game play with with mics maim
Ignite into flame and right to blame
The fascists
Racist Cops and blacklist
I hatch plans for crisp match this lens
I bend bent
Rent went out the door before I gone tore
On the mic I roar
I drink 8 Ball
My crew insists on the crisp 8 Ball sips
I flip a mixture of it and something doesn’t quite fix
Like lightning the brew bring unseen dream
We singing clean about 8 Ball
All murder on the wall was scrawled in blood
Mud cakes in the backyard from Soldier Scarred
I hit hard on 8 Ball
My swords come from 8 Ball
I grew tall then shrunk
Took a dunk and sunk my chips lump you in the mix
I fix an 8 Ball drink up
It stink up the place when I get my Fresh Ace
All over the space it’s empty
Don’t tempt me I chill
And fill this with 8 Ball Royal in this historic moment
I’m a proponent of 8 Ball
All crawl on the follower to the dollar store
You can’t ask for more than 8 Ball
I got it straight ya’ll
Except I bent how murder went
You was heaven sent before that
I score on cats with floor mats
My door taps the ceiling
Revealing on 8 Ball all the wielding weapons
My sword record on 8 Ball
All 8 feet tall be ball
I shall not fall I just get the call and call 8 Ball
I’m Platinum warping
With a scorpion dart
Morph your art
Like Mozart I top chart
I heart dark
I mark the section and bet then
I wet send the ends and the means
I bends like disease
I come free to infect shake your knees
Earn your respect off these rhymes Ps
I hold a Tech
I sold fold in the Universal World
I got curls and folds like explode
Out the mold you got told off
I roll raw and sold circular saw
For jawbone all alone clone
In the zone with cold phone
I prone to disease everyone raps these now
I graze like cow and don’t allow
Beef to come between each Master that teach
I walk the dogs on a leash
Until rap deceased I got the plow
I Soldier Pow!
Hit your Gold Crown and nouns
Renowned all around
Sprout up from the ground
Like Ganja Leaf
I reach out and touch someone
I drew fluid and walk around in circles to hurt fools
Whose crew is this?
Motive I wrote it the song coated with sweet sugary heat
I keep reading the seed sown breeding cut clones
Greetings from the Stone State
I like a Sativa Eye to get High
But we can’t deny it only grows in the tropics
The top flex in the wind
Everyone grins at the thought of imported sorted high grade
Aliens made the playbook to took cooked up
I shook stuff down from the crown to get out of town
For right now it’s allowed
The whole crowd pumps out loud for the sound
I got ground to plant
Hand to Hand brand label
Able and willing
Murder is the killing they billing with
Some hit top hits for hot grits
I lift the switch and cold crisp
Hitch the ride inside the mind to find diamonds
Precious stones and blessed skull and bones
I get rolling and stole on the whole long time ago flow
Roll through the cold like bowling
Ball and I scrawl on the wall
Weed One
I got a gun that numb up someone shot
I sold a lot of Pot
I’m from the Order
I scored a Quarter of Hydro Inside Grown
Under High Pressure Sodium Lights
People ignite fights on sight
I got it write smoking I choke on bongs from since I was a little kid
I rock the slid through project buildings
People get killed with knives and blades
I crews who fade true as day grew over into night
Fools ignite fights on sight
I Soldier colder than fold yours up in the truck interstate freight
I got great weight of shrooms
I moon the tune out room downtown
You get clocked right now as it’s allowable under law that all saw
A claw poke choke deep into creep mode and explode
Ignite into fights on sight
Training and explaining maintaining the blade keen with green bud
I got about ten pounds as a teen
I grew up with the lean in the party house
Eeek a mouse I reaper slit throat cut broke loose and flowed nooses
Around the neck respect rejection section wet when they step in
It’s murder for the children inside the building
When I ski
I pulse and spazz angle ass dangle mangling class entangled
My strangling Meth Cap I write raps that slaps upside inside and outside
I been about time to round rhyme the crime count amounts of cash
By the ounce people pounce I got Pot Twelve O’Clock!
Rock shot forth score Earth scorched tore burst through work drew
On the chew I slew flack flew all over I’m a Soldier
Bold move to show and prove I laugh at fools except those who kept in step
You can bet some folks did a lot of numbers high hopes for pillage and plunder
I caught a slumber party at the hard key to fit slide easy I’m greasy
If need be I bust a tree talk that hawk I chalk up bodies
I hit high head fed long keys of instead songbird breeds I met
A lot of people and treated them as equal
You don’t want to see the violent sequel that gangster bleed to
Venice Beach
Each Gangster is within reach to touch
We drop so much LSD we don’t head rush
Get your head bust
I score a bag of Green
Lightning need tightening clean
Exciting to reup on drugs
Any thug not an artist got hardest hit by the trip
I market rip the dark market I park it in step
We got rep
The Sun shine
The smog get blown inland almost all the time
It’s a crime in Venice if you ain’t local
All the folk will notice you
Unless you from Hollywood or someplace good
I crawled down the alley every day to hit the beach
I knew some Soldiers in wheelchairs
Be careful I tear pulled out my eye
When I notice who what why where when how
I take a bow to the Police
They don’t hassle me at least for drugs
We got thugs and it’s a freak scene
I came off clean past the sign that read
Venice Beach
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (07/11/23 09:04 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,957
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 17 minutes, 35 seconds
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All types of lights lights mics up ignites twice cut
I got a ice shut out
I gunned down around
Town and pronoun sound like showdown
All roll on the ground with around Sun
Bake with the numb become a heavy head Sum
From the distance run existence flip kits with quickness
I need a new connect that check doubles
To rubble scrub will fumble all crews tumble
I mumble the words in the suburbs
I curve all haters earned their set forget to keep check and wreck
Any mic you flex and say next I reprehensible for specs
That get you wool
I expect the pull fully
I could bully a null feed for slow to play heed to glow and proceed to blow up
Show stuff under control rough and tough like handcuff rub backwards dub
Most got stuffed in a suitcase and Aced
I say grace that I 3+ years of heavy Ganja eye clear 20 year sobriety
I like to think here and fear is what all rappers hear of
They nearly rubbed out with one shout
Ganja is too expensive I swift penmanship
Plus no one got the time
I got Ganja enough to unwind as such
18 moons around a planet to span it?
Man I ripped
I tripped made a Gun some from the Ganja rung?
I never heard of a Gun until I rolled ice and stung
I got it humming
Coming back with the fat sacks of Ganja I need the relapse
To attacks the M.I.C. properly
You could stop and see
Both cases was tight but my soft Ganja came through right
I fin to run on true indeed
Yes I bleed
Rights to proceeds hype through more needs no one
Spun with the Gun for fun?
Hell no I become a nightmare
That sight scare I dare you to try Methamphetamine
I cream in the sack
With the Stars and Suns collapse
I flow taxed to hacks who can’t rap
Facts is the stacks of green with the lean shadow locked at 45 Degree Angle
I Star Spangled super hype tangled up in cords with swords I was born
In a Forest with the glorious Shroom to cure this
I More than just a fist law
I’m a jaw about to get busted by law
A Gangbanger flow stranger name than cold flame
I blame Meth for all the Death you see
Plus we got other drugs I sum with Plug One
On Long Island
We rocking Adrenaline vibes
Letterman Jackets to tack with I stack hits
Gold and Platinum with the MegaSun
I way back from the day I used to play in the teenages
I pagers flavors?
Before that
Store bought rap was like BDP and Public Enemy
Beastie Boys and NWA
A Ganja flame lead me in the right lane
No need to explain what Adrenaline like
To those on the mic
A super hype cousin plus buzz in the head dozens left dead
Murder all that cold head said a lot
I got the process to stop sets and flex on X
Them Cold Techs sold an ounce and diamond
I recline and dot spot the line
With crime plus I rewind and
You could catch the slime man
I rap a lot
I progress with a tackle box full of locks and steps with weapons
I reflect in the distance from within hits since I was a tiny little kid
Slid behavior ripped cold the flavor that dipped
On Hallucinogenic
I Death trip in the mix
All day and Gold Spray plus decay
In the way this is what you get
For servin’ that Set
A trigger named James
Who belong it and bomb flames with the silence
Invite violence with the style hits
My smile is lit intense over the fence hit the ball commence
To brawl and fence my bomb weapons
Crews try to step in but I win every time
Why I rep for the rhyme
I’ve got a roll of dimes
And reveal crimes molded I’m
Sold it to bold split the hits cold did it to roll spread
All over Grateful Dead tracks max in the acts that flow relax
Under control
Where’s my Ganja Gold?
We got legal and it’s the same price as Meth and that’s evil
I don’t respect a government that rubbin’ faces in the mud
And lovin’ it like it’s a drug for thugs or something
Ganja and the rub it bring
Inside party down King of the Lord of the Rings
A Soldier sings his last song with the blasts from the bong
I last long in the 3 prong electric
Water connection with the permanent Set Trip
Mushrooms for Breakfast to check hits
In the line in the way I hit up the display
Rhyme blades with shades and delay filing in line to sway
March of Diamonds I decay in energy when I tend to P up
I lead a heat struck off of beaded ducts
Need this thrust for cuts up the cemetery
Real scary beware of heat greet a meeting at the standing
Seating not stance come down like avalanche
Relax take off a branch and chance a smoke
I joke about rope chain mine’s ancient and rhymes blaze the vacant
I hate trip where fools haven’t tripped dared
Make scared niggas beware in the four figures triggers pulled
All this dulled the edge service with a sledgehammer
I bammer hit up the Royal Family
Damn I’m G relight the Trees again plus herbal blends
Further sends crews to the end drew up
Throw up your sign in the cut up so what’s up?
Punk ass causing violence and rolled the whole class
We OG with the Psychedelic and Weed
Shrooms turned on and blew up straight no question guessin’ or sets tend
To flex in this I rhyme graffiti and decease G who steps
Reflex X up the stop to Techs that talk flex
Murder checks in the wrecks
Smokestack Lightning and that’s bet
For flow in fighting I rep
Detest an S offa curve for serve
Inviting death into the squad
Release all God of this mess
I call it job
Reflex hit up P with trees Sizzle the blind for dime piece
I love a Water caught your blood hurt
I bomb shirts that don’t work
I jerk a fool around for ground
To pump up the sound of Trip
Pounds of Ganja essential for the tense who pull heat
Automatic decease from the beast
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All of that is incomplete and/or run on sentences about meaningless bullshit. Rap is rhythm and POETRY. Poetry is emotion distilled into beautiful imagery using words as the catalyst. If you are going to practice then at least learn proper sentence structuring 
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 Stoneth
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LOL
At least these days he keeps it in one thread. You can hide the thread if it bugs you to much. Cause that guy would drive the grammar police nuts. And it'd be a short ride.
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 Re: poem  [Re: Stoneth]
#860399 - 07/15/23 01:40 PM (1 year, 4 months ago) |
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Off a burner soul searcher
I get tortured
Pain Flames up in names that brain’s lit
Permanent
I swerve and bet check the Sets
I get a next call to follow hollow bones shown clones of Ganja
My bomb was sewn by a farmer who grown the Herb for Decades word
I flip the Bird at any nerd who try to smother lover of the verb
Smokin’ a fire soakin’ wet retire and poked in the X to stoke what comes next
You a joke I reflex hit up sacks of Ganja Black that fire I admire
Hex all the liars and bets cheaters murderers criminals
The Ganja seed was plural World owned by blown
Mex is nice
I roll a dice on some Sativa from the G burn all P popped and cheese copped
I’m tired of wired
Ganja is the higher flame with Ganja aim I wrote this to explain
I exclaimed that Ganja wrecks streets word to the beat I heard to this bleep
Out the cuss words
Murder nerves on the Set rollin’ jet out the place like shoe laced
Tied up disgraced lie but for sake of Ganja I’m on one for a long Sun Ray
To sum up everyone needs to smoke the blunts, the fire and retire
Street Thugs was the designer
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spirit_shadow
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Re: poem [Re: Stoneth]
#860400 - 07/15/23 01:54 PM (1 year, 4 months ago) |
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Quote:
Stoneth said:
LOL
At least these days he keeps it in one thread. You can hide the thread if it bugs you to much. Cause that guy would drive the grammar police nuts. And it'd be a short ride.
I was just being a knuncle head this morning. It doesn't bother me that bad lmao
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I’m burying the 2 short Chef Style
The best mile I seen
Now I just get tight in those jeans
Reflect light beams
And stress the impolite
I rock it right
I been in sight since I stepped with the Mic
All those rhymes you write
Can’t catch it hype
To move the crowd
We like our shit down
Down to the ground
I best abound in the lyrical swamp
To stomp sucka crews from Vietnam
Bruise all who choose that bomb
I got it on I dawn spray the lyric to hear me out
You could scream murder route
Instead we get this cream
Suckas fled
A murderer headed dreaded beheaded I hit up red blood
I got a lot of it
To stop that hit
Chill relax until you hook up
You shook up with stressed look on your face
While I pilot my Ace
My name Gold Tooth Rasta Irie
Admiring a fire
I caught fire when I smoke to get higher
All the Ganja an all nighter
I light up my lighter
Get excited burn
On one learn
The turn it takes makes life Great Again
A Soldier mend
Anyone tend to end
I got the friend who grow so I know how to grow too
I light this in the Noon and spark like a ballon I float higher
Mine and yours herb for times with Wars
Stirred all blind like tours through Europe
I hit Amsterdam and jam on some fine Hashish Gold Teeth Rasta
Smokes each kind offered
I soft serve a flex caught blurred
On Sets
My Mexican hookup got the Dank Sativa bank on that
Rolled in Fat Cat stacks of Herb
Word you Murdered furthered hurt up and burned buds later skater
I Mic up all the haters
Never tasted her
Ganja Herb
Alight
With the fresh Nikes Ganja likes my mics mellow
Say hello to all the crowd
Who got the pounds of herb?
Don’t murder for it!
Tell your government you love it
And how it’s peaceful
A deceased crew got at least a few cranks
Blanks shot a lot from Ganja Pot Herb
Word
It doesn’t burn the nerves
It relaxes helps with pain
I like black strap molasses with the Grasses Herbs Ganja
All hail the farmers who caught Word
A plural of variety to spice no ice on the recline just Ganja Herb no crime
Relax rewind
All the blind can see!
Is this Rastafarian?
I light the blessing
Suggesting some grow tips for my own kids
Children all are my own I plant a clone of Fire
Admire the more higher I get the more the War Wet
Appetite for Ganja
Might exceed the threat
Everyone packs some guns or something
From one thing to the next
On Ganja we never flexed
Relax steps to the rhythm Jah Blessing
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Edited by Solid Log (07/15/23 03:20 PM)
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Stoneth
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He kinda emi me of that kid Buckie from Grownups 2.
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