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 kazok4000
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When the warm sun, that brings
Seed-time and harvest, has returned again,
'T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs
The first flower of the plain.
I love the season well,
When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell
The coming-on of storms.
From the earth's loosened mould
The sapling draws its sustenance, and thrives;
Though stricken to the heart with winter's cold,
The drooping tree revives.
The softly-warbled song
Comes from the pleasant woods, and colored wings
Glance quick in the bright sun, that moves along
The forest openings.
When the bright sunset fills
The silver woods with light, the green slope throws
Its shadows in the hollows of the hills,
And wide the upland glows.
And when the eve is born,
In the blue lake the sky, o'er-reaching far,
Is hollowed out and the moon dips her horn,
And twinkles many a star.
Inverted in the tide
Stand the gray rocks, and trembling shadows throw,
And the fair trees look over, side by side,
And see themselves below.
Sweet April! many a thought
Is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed;
Nor shall they fail, till, to its autumn brought,
Life's golden fruit is shed.
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kazok4000
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You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.
That day in Moscow, it will all come true,
when, for the last time, I take my leave,
And hasten to the heights that I have longed for,
Leaving my shadow still to be with you.
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The deer were bounding like blown leaves
Under the smoke in front the roaring wave of the brush-fire;
I thought of the smaller lives that were caught.
Beauty is not always lovely; the fire was beautiful, the terror
Of the deer was beautiful; and when I returned
Down the back slopes after the fire had gone by, an eagle
Was perched on the jag of a burnt pine,
Insolent and gorged, cloaked in the folded storms of his shoulders
He had come from far off for the good hunting
With fire for his beater to drive the game; the sky was merciless
Blue, and the hills merciless black,
The sombre-feathered great bird sleepily merciless between them.
I thought, painfully, but the whole mind,
The destruction that brings an eagle from heaven is better than mercy.
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Solid Log
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No more Methamphetamine
Captain THC!
With the Trees Growing
All knowing and seeing
Diamond Mind being behind the blind folks in line
I dot a sign so you could rewind
Get a find that spat rap for fact strapped ups jacked on G
I can only P when I’m high see
I light a line be
Reclined B
Steel reel to reel
I feel it
I Steal hits from chicks in the mix right before they inhale them
In jail then
I set to fail in society
But I fly high Mutant Killer Bee Species
I flake off flee them seeds retreat I beat meat
I unseat with the technique
I spot the creek water
Fought your way in to stay bladed begin
I get in the Sun Ray did it big in the trigger pulled
I get the full bud harvest
The farthest out no doubt!
The Ganja swing a sting back at the lab
I jab the program like a slow jam
You could dance to
I ran my hands through like super glue
The raw food diet
Don’t try it
You get high hit in the behind stick it up!
I written duck to truck ten
Spliff it up
With Ganja then
Mortal Men came to send on the ends
For friends I make I bake with them
I recede into demon mode bleed like I was stoned on Weed
But this is Ganja breed
Pure Rastafarian
I jar in the jam then
Been brand slid through
Dinner for two
I slip it slew for the crew
Like we always do
I true indeed into Ganja Weed Herb word
From the 1st to the 33rd degree of Mason see
I Blaze It G!
I like Fasting Water clean on steam
I rein reup for the sack to struck back intact with raps tracks I max
I strike like an axe but relax and flow raps with dap I’m strapped
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/31/23 10:55 AM)
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Solid Log
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Water and Cannabis
My way is a gentle way
As the Earth spins I say Hey!
To all the growers
Flower flowers to know theirs
I show bare as air
Until I stare down the barrel
Of the gun
For fun in Sun
I just run Water and Cannabis
I barely rinsed since I started
Double Digit
There you get carded by your art hit
I start shit again when my friend
I could bend back and send
The blend is a traceless
Make sense Natural Way
Like Natural Sun Ray
Water and Cannabis
I feel the Ganja heat
As the plant combusts
And the smoke enters my lungs
I don’t do drugs
I take a turn to learn something
About the one thing
And that’s life ringing
A knife is Methamphetamine
I got a dream of death
That seems to have crept up on me
Tighten up my speed
I soak once as bleed
Take feed to pay heed
To this warning
In your college dormitory
You seen the story of hard drugs
I got thugs try to rub
And I dub
So Police love
To deal with it
The real witch’s brooms take flight at night full moons
I sight the riot inside the once quit mind
I diet on design of the prolonged sign that gun binds with
The tight crisp hundreds
I soak gun techs with fun you bet
I sweat and unlock my chest I swim abreast of the current
I blur it murder hit don’t sit
I almost died
Then sat down with pride I’m a 9 Sword Veteran
I spark Confetti Money like Gun Heat
I run the street
I got to bleep, do this cheap
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/31/23 05:41 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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I came down from a trip
I couldn’t believe it
I heard they want to kill you?
No they didn’t mean it
They just beaming hits of crack with smack
Yo I be right back with the rap that slap that ass up
I hit grass cut the knack slut out the butt
I licensed to cut
I strut shut the sum
Done from the number one down
I lift the crown onto town
How you like that now?
I been top down
Since the frown was a smile profile
All the while I style victory
To kick the story with born heat
Beat compete and meet
It’s sweet I eat freeze dried cheese
With eyes
I lit the OZ of shrooms
Lightning in rooms
Tightening the screws
How I brew I tombstone the phone
Call for fall I sprawl make the dollar
Pop your collar
I holler
I’m a baller
Off the waller
Old school brawler
Against the foot taller
The Sativa is my next Medicine
I’m an Indica Veteran
Spark the letter then
Harken to a mark in the top notch cop it off the street
Until Gun Defeat
I write on the beat
To take a seat back
To receive tax and flow max
Wax picks up jacks to cold clack
The sack back rock steady rap
I hold the gat
And cold click stat
Fold the map
Release the strap
Come from what happens rung the blackheads
For Rap Feds
I got Knotty Dreads
I like some heads that Bled
Service secret to swerve this peep this Medicine
Sativa to freak with
In the Federal Pen
With my secret blend
I mic up the seed of type I hype till the end
I tasted a lot of Meth
Hit to death in the last breath
Ain’t no one quiet as kept
How I slept on rep I get it in full effect
The Medicine
For all Drug Veterans
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/01/23 01:03 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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I could stood
And tap-dance on your head
Mic is bled red from the Feds said
I rap so tentatively spend it be G
I rap so P
I license to ski
I hype this like tree
To get in you let in the fluid
Represent through hits
Deadheads that new to threads turn red
I said I head out
Come from the Dead South of California
LA
Like this I make mics into decay
Will in fact gat spray chill and intact no delay
I rap hay spread like frayed rope in the head dope
I scope cope with edits
I medical so I said I flow slow
Like Federal I met your word up behold
On the mold I’m stone cold
I bust a bold streak
A geek get into seep into cracks
Relax backs hijacks the rap stats like facts this mic max
Still until stacks of cash you get whiplash
I have to dash so I leave you with a Water Fast
Slaughter hit the gas
Bottoms up!
I’m locked in the cut like a gut feeling
You know wheeling thing thing grew
Into the crew
I knew a fool with a tool
Who got shot after school
He heard the news of Blues
I listen to Hendrix cruise
That’s Jimi
I say gimme
Smack your face with the shimmy
You history
You can’t get with me
I lightning speed type that bleed bled
From wounds in the head I soon to spread
Like disease led the breeze into red set it
Your head hit the ceiling
I’m revealing how they peel things
I keel over and four leaf clover
I sort your Soldier
Been bolder I fold yours
To cores and outer limits gimmicks
I got digits
I hit it hype within trips
Mic up the gimme spike
Everyone’s down to fight
I make peace and grease the kids
Like a ten speed bike
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/01/23 10:45 PM)
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Let this thought be set
I got to pay a debt to the Ganja Tree Wet then ski
I mic up B the psych up
I like cuts with Ganja strut the bomb yah front on
I from long trees and cheese
I like this with type that don’t twitch like a hype on Meth
I release the fresh when I best to be seeing
In the eye my mind is decided being
Rewind the fleeing in the bind
I G get in the behind like seed
I feed the speed Methamphetamine
Everyone like cream
Got a Gold Coat I float past
A Soldier on Grass tank at last spank the shaft
I felt the wrath of a madman
I’m sad and
I got a bad stand on land
For a half a gram I fold yours planned
To sold soars on Sativa
Like a Hawk I wanna be yah
Talk like a G word as bleed
Farmed for seed
I smoke Ganja Weed
With this monkey’s paw
The left to the jaw I’m raw
I got a claw for all
The saw seen float in the scene on lean
I smoke green stay clean off heroin
I like them tend to strike men with the gemstone
I led bones in the prone to phone this
I clone hits and switch
I like to stitch I psych up hitch
The mic in this grip I dip
Twist up an OZ
I P pop the track on a LSD strip with a sack
I like to clack I master rap
Have the gat in the back
Intact with slapped up
Jacked up Laugh truck the has butt I mutt
I slut the jut out for front fountain
I count to ten backward
Then smoke a sack word
I’m bird
Likeness of the third degree
You could pay a fee to get in
But I let you in for free
I lit at midnight
I did shit on Psilocybin
That make kid’s heads spin
Still inside then I’m herb internal
With the inferno blazing
Bend metal amazing
Stay in for days and
I send the blend I defend myself
But it’s art and help other people chart
Dart in to start then
I pull apart men and hearts amend
The soil I toil growing Ganja sipping oil
I got a kilo of Cocaine I joke yah broke up
I rush and load the charge explode at large in the mode
For rode the force of course it’s sewed in like torso
That rip more slow I gore below with horns on the whole
I’m Gold Platinum
Now why you gotta attack and somthin’?
I bumpin’ the system every night with Wisdom
Insight incision into fright I’m beginning to light
All I see is in sight I bright and light the stadium
All mayhem breaks loose when I shoot
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/02/23 10:17 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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A Wisp of the Qigong Stick
NonMartial NonMilitary Stick
I settled Qi
And led free in design
To balance Qi
All 8 Diagram Masters run the Qigong with Stick Extreme
If they know Weaponry
The Weapon is the Stem and Leaves of the Martial Art
The Flower is the Qigong
The Seed, the pure Kernel of Qi
A pleasant circulation of Qi is the Essence
A Sun
You run under the gun
And run from where it come from
Is the sum of the violence
All silence after the barrel pop
I lock shop up to tore the top up
I shock with bass and ace
I tore a place off the face of the Earth
We like to chill for what it’s worth
I cursed
Did my worst about thirst for the first thing to curse your wing
With magic
Now you tragic
You can’t mix with people
There’s no sequel
You pure evil Martial with the Impartial
I start full every day
And play for every Sun Ray
The more I lit
The more I can’t play
Anyway you slice it
I roll the dice and hit
Every time
In every shot I’m
In a bind and finished
Never diminished
Shine bright and been it yo
I’m not a meth fiend
I relax come clean blacken your dream like a steamroller
All the soul controller got one Gold on the mind
And that’s blind
I like to smoke pot drink Water shot the teeth for relief
Like good grief
Give me the chief main stem
To blame dead men
I said ten times I don’t flow meth rhymes except finds
I rewind the track pull a gun and stack for fun to blacken the Sun
I relax brung the happen to stung for tongue off force to show course
I force forward the sword got gored by it to try it
I light it to psychic flip the motorbike in hype with type stuck digits
It’s frigid what is with it I kid you not flip it
Take a sip trick this mic lit I type to quit while I’m ahead
I bled and take what I said as lead out the gun barrel
Wear the flannel apparel for the steepness to peep this in peril
I sound like Jerald I scare you though I fair full of gall to ball
I call it scrawl on wall graffiti it’s neato
Flow a smooth sheet though
You could release and cold fold
All of them scold me for being bold metallic G speedfreak of the week
I got it on heat so sweet but sour I power through and tower blue
If you dare drew down a gun for one thing you could swing
A crude attitude of violence most childish
I hush silent the cat with baseball bat
I got a Yoga Mat
I roll it up strapped with nothing
I cut into tough wing
My guts sing
I huff and sting the bringing the flavor major fling to savor
People’s behavior is a danger to others
I don’t shudder at the fact that they got to get the gat
Most rolled flat with the intact strap I hype the map with strikes
Lead pipes to the head you dead
Nuff said
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/03/23 12:15 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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I Nine Step from Meth
But I’m no threat the death
I left on Eight Steps from Ganja slept on armchair
Crept on alarm bare my chest
I don’t belong here
I try to make a Cocaine Song
I flipped a lot of joints and bongs
In the old school cool I smoked two hits of crack
On one I grabbed the broom back in the stack
Is that track
I practiced staff, spear and halberd
I like the Crown
Word
Cocaine is something to reach for
To enjoy Coke you need to sniff More!
A Deadhead with sickness
Release the trip in this
The Peak
The freak the volume
The speak the Problem
Get solved then
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/03/23 06:56 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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All you gotta do is eat right
You take flight
I seen it on sight
I light the lights up
Like old school money
Honey beat the dummy seated
Bleeded out his mouth deceased tripped
And ski it
I lead flip the heat trip
Deleted
I conceited relapse be maximum
Some rap for some contact
On the axe he swung
We got a party in row 3
But where's the drugs G?
I light a tree that won't cut it
I studied the gut street
The snub eat the club eat the fool
I school like show
From below I come slow
Where the drugs at G?
We got a party
I started some heat with slice
Like ice down
I club round the sound from the ground
I pound the scrub and dub a rub in the club
I shit kids up
Where the drugs at G?
Lightning on seen
A gun green
I flow eat in the weekend to freak it
I speak it
My heat lit
I speed hit up
My green Ganja reduct the proper
So cop some weed get that free up
I heat up
Where the Drugs at G?
Room 1
1 in the chamber
Number 1 gun from the tongue spit
Yo hung hits that rub off
A dub off
I lit the sauce that raw shut the cut
I nuts I trucks the stuck in the buckhead
Get flow red I slow bled
I roll dead
Cold spread
Molded with folded
Clipped it sipped it
Dripped it
Psychedelic
Hit the head up again
I spread then till they dead end
I spend tend
To fled fog up the lens
I blends
Friends dead form the slug
I chug the drink and pink up
Stink up think up
Clink up
The link stuffed
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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My dope chains beats up
Here it in the street cut
I shot a bleep struck in the stuck shut
Ran amok with the truck full of sluts
I caught it rough for the snuff
Been enough with the handcuffs
I trash a stunt for the one on sum
With the gun I respond run for fun in the Sun
I got the glove I rubber love for the sub
To tweak a dove off a hub I stick it shove
Release the thug anyone love like a snub?
To heat it above come from below
From head to toe with the glow
All for this show I got to go
See you later for the flow and date your World tour
With you on the core I been there before and tore it
Better so don’t sweater I forget her and dead hurt the head jerk
I’m the Blue Bird
The 33rd heard it
Named Set
You need a Set bet I head up the bill
To kill with until strikes mics up at will
Shut the spike
I ice a nice kid up
I like to slid stuck in a rut
I gut feeling
Healing and Revealing how the wheel spin
I be all in it then to solve the limit to end
I spend cash
I relax flash the dash in the Cash with the blast
I like to Fast Water
I short order to cordless
I swordfish
I record with the hiss
Eat more cat piss this task frisk
The risk is high
I murdered in the eye
Release riot I high hit up the diet
I sly lift the Mikey Neides just flipped
If you got flights that Zap you
If you tight in this with relaxed crew
All sacks fat and blew smoke
I smoke Meth all night and drink Snapple
I cap a handful of rap’s dull sap skull
I map the intact with react seen this in fact
I bleed this right back like a fetus
I live the black genius
I relieve been in the seed again
There I tend the end and turn 3
I learn a G with wu slang that true Tang
As I flew Bang I rang the phone
They go prone after knockouts all the grown
I tack down the house like a mouse
I rot into the South with cow shit
Psilocybin Mushrooms grow on it
Everyone needs a big flip to lit the topic
I hock spit shop it
Clock it stock it I block fifth
Of rock click the mock been up to job
With the rob of the corn cob pipe
I perform surgery on mics
Lit them Lights
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/05/23 08:19 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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No dangerous drugs at the party
I caught a hard heat that broke off the key
In the lock like got shot rocked up stocked up
Dropped shut in the clockwork stock jerk
The expert in hurt
I been blown clean out my shirt
On Serotonin Overdose
Show it flows I chose this
Picked shrooms around roads crest
On the explode at the fest
Of music
The shoe fits wear it
I tear it smoke weed air it out
The flare fit it shout the rebel turn up treble
I fit the heavy metal on the kettle on the stove
Hit thick in robes I been at tones
Of death like it hype
Meth to death strike with the lead in the knife slice
I rolled dice enough and crapped out
You can find me with a sack of Ganja
On the bomb there trippin’
Just sittin’ by the dock of the bay sayin’ Hey!
The first style I mastered was Ganja and mushrooms
With weapons and steps in the reflection
I caught a section of Ganja as a young kid
All farmers slid in with the task
To clasp heat relax street
My gun meet the unseated I fleeted glance
By chance I dance a career off
I land real soft for the boss in this toss
I fitness soft technique to speak
I freak a leak off disease with cheese
Drop this down to knees to hip hop trick
The stock click in the breeze light these degrees up
My cheese stuck in between ruckuses
I git up the stuck shit and
Tuck shit I love shit too much to tuck shit
I dub quick
Write this written sittin’ in decay with might that display
Right is fight with the day
I tight this anyway
It comes on the hay smoke
I never choke
I broke a coat for the float to vote on
I soak on bong hits
And it fits like tight grips on the trips when I flip mics
Sticks dynamite within insight to take flight
I can spice up Ganja with herbs and spices
Slice a nice flip without ice stick a give grip
I tight thick
Might release the street on tough tit
This mic grit this slice thick
I light a trip
I roll dice with grit
I might sit kick it
I thick in it
I spin it
Hit dinner isn’t
The seen and been
I on the team skid the steam slid into the thin crew
You got who shot I hit a robot
Off the sauce that flow toss in the garbage
A lot of the carnage to tarnish
All the harm meant for darn that went
Too far off the spent got sent
I invent a new style profile
All soul child with the folded sold miles
I cold child the floor is a score
To flip more digits I trick fidget
Like a Ganja make incisions
The bomber
I can do it without Ganja
Ganja calm yah down
Show you a sound profound
I licensed with the crown
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/05/23 02:33 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Ganja is a Gift From God
I hit an odd job
Got the hot shit down to a science
Appliance
I find Meth in the Silence
With defiance
I could rely on Ganja
The tranquil
That thank you
You’ll pull
On the cigarette I don’t sweat
With a Tech
Release the breath
A soldier slept
Keen on connect
I flew bird in at 3rd bass
I flip the ace in space
Taste the Phase 3 Chi
Lightning strikes with a smokestack
All jokes broke back
I Soldier strapped
I hold the gat
I’m lucky
I got a club beat but run the street
With a party defeat the street heat
Like a hardy fleet of Vietnamese
Sativa strains I light these brains
Like a Thai or Southeast Asian
Chinese breeze in the dice these skis
I rock Trees yo!
Water with Reefer smoke
Holy smokes You lit folks up and broke the set
Water is a major threat
To Court Order to remain a sorting
Of Coffee, Alcohol and Tobacco
You some whacko if you want Reefer in the backwoods
With black hoods my crew stood
Before goodness
I woodwind instrument in cement
I’m bent
I invent the release tax the limit to extend
My friend I send this with the best intentions
Water inventions is the core of the Meditations
I set sensations bet I go on vacations rep
The Alien Invasion
I ingest Bioflavonoids
I up to employed
Except I toyed with Boy Kid to Man
All Crews in the Shoes do understand
CAP!
All crews get active to relax bid
I just did swim with cement shoes like kin
I fin to be up to bend some light
Or something I might
I dunk Donuts
I sho nuff
Rough up the custard muffin and stuffin’ it
I suffer shit
I love a hit with cement shoes
I got the blues
I sing tunes about loose women
I juice the plant venom
Avalanche in end em
I send em
I reflect bend the light on sight
I disarm
I cause harm to the set
I’m a major threat
I release tools
Got an AK and a Tech
Like for real
I pack real steel
With a real drug connect
All birds did infect
Smoke kind buds inspect
The crop that crept up
Flocks Shocked on the dot from the drug spot Yo!
Everyone gets lit
Light hits that flight quick
I mic mix
In the sight fix
The diet
Don’t try it
I riot act
React snapped back
Like rubber band land
Serve a Soldier and it gets cold in the brand
I told yah
I control the street
No one can compete
I beat crews out of leak fuels
I tweak tools
I reek of the you who seek it freak it
To speak it
On the weekends
The best herbal blends go down
Release the crown
The night is down
All right
Now we all in sight
I right the wrongs and smoke bongs
I love smoking Pot
I give it all I got and live it
Hot with the digits
Crews fidget
I never get rigid
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/06/23 06:33 PM)
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I smoke a hot ass gram of crack cocaine every day
I’m all chipped up like Silicon Valley Display
Everyone sling hay now
But the power of crack has got to come back
I service I a Mac furnace did snap
I heard this thing capped
I slacked on the job as I revolved I solved
I love a full dose of crack close to black gold
I sold on it
Like Hunter Biden song edit
I credit Hunter for kicking punt the ball into install
It makes crack thrall
I brawl with fools in schools
I like to psych through it’s cool to ride a bike too
I mic up screw the brew right through in
I doin the two step rep flex the Mexican Connect
I check anyone on any gun felony they be tellin’ me
Prison no decision
I seen the vision
And the God’s Given is a cinch in the livin’ lifestyle
I style to smile for gold child relax soul filed away
I light this to decay in sight twist the Sun Ray
On Crack Cocaine
I smoked a Reefer
And drank the Ginseng
I sing wings off
I ring cross the hinge squeak
I clean in the lean like a dream team
Of tight beam seem
Like seen in the be in the dream scheme
I rein the deed then like speed Ahem
I gotta cough up snot before someone gets shot
I chill on Ganja grill in lawn chair
I’m fair and careful I don’t dare pull a gun
To air out the rung like bell scare though
The square below the hair did grow
On so in the game flame below all the name
Like their glow in the lane let me explain
I remain with my brain and get game
I maintain insane with the bane of existence
I twist one in this to smoke up go the distance
I frisk kids and risk flicks in the sickness
Bitch isn’t even witness to the mix exist
This is it a benchmark park the shark?
Fully guard on par with the hard I clock shards
Of Crystal Meth to death
Cannabis Magic!
You get your baggage sooth in the groove
Remove the truest with fluid into it I move
I shoot the school that doesn’t have this fuel
They try to rule and shoot people
I seen a feeble mind dumb deaf and blind
Try to recline
I serviced a dime furnished in a bind
Rewind that tape
Behind escape from the plate I boat a lake
I take the ache out
Soft play loft high and break through high and dry
I start to eyeball
I wall to wall
I call it all it
I solve it
Solvent
I revolve hit the tall split the fall quit
I mix magic into the ball fix
The required expired all crisp
This mic is lit
My microphone hype with the tone
I love the herbal
I swift verbal
To get Internal Chi Flow
Release glow all fold behold that
Soldier Cat sold a map
Of flow intact
I come right back
And sap the max with tax that caps all perhaps wall to wall with the black magic
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/07/23 01:08 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,225
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 15 minutes
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Copywriter protect
All laws that reflect the reflection
Mushrooms are illegal and ill in sensation to kill
I drill a fill for will
I till until I bill
I really for real I peel
Back feel caps with wax in stacks
I black balled
Called all follow hollow wall it off all called ball yo
I tall throw the all at shown
Blown grown in flown
Tone release the phone
For zone in prone to unleash the growing Ganja knowing
All showing a healthy state to relate
I real ate up the plate stuck as weight cut
I feel a date plus I hate cuss words
Birds murder I hurt a
Kid who slid further
Been burner on the back
Stove rolled the cold dollar bill swallow the pill
It’s ill to chill on drugs until you nil as was
Master hasta chapter turn the last one learn your ass
I folded fast under glass with the Soldier task
I flip the class
I’m on a light body vacation at the station on drugs
All hold hugs for the bug the shrug
I got it like glove
I dovetail a stale cracker that actor
I master
I fast your curve to last word swerve of a kernel of truth
I sleuth in the booth
Release truce for peace to golden fleece
Disease reeks of cheese like the smelly one disease
All sneeze black and fact
I rapped
I has the back coming sack humming just waiting for drugging
All thugs mugging shots like blood clots
I haven’t forgotten my shots
I lift off green shoots
I loot the surface space as works this ace in the taste
I replaced defaced laced it with naked trip
To rip the sip I dripped
I slipped a little nip of the bud for a first timer rhymer thug
All pull the plug on the Psychedelic
To tell it they fell it
I bell hit up the Water Well
Felt in gel like cell biology
The study of mycology brought me to fungus
All the lung just bust on Ganja
I been offa long hair to be careful for gangster stare at you
Beware of crews jack you for your food money
Nothing funny with the gun heat on the street
I represent on the fence with weapons
Bloodshed led to blood spread
Over the overhead heads with wedlock
Shocked mocked the Glock as it talked
I don’t like guns a lot
I clock a sword reference in the best tense moment of zone in
They phone in the stoner win!
I bone a been a sin with all alone I kin
I within I ringing stinging thing that’s bringing in
The bringing flinging thing off
What the hell you cross off?
You soft
You lost your way I don’t play like that day ripen I go hikin’
With a stick really quick in the thick I pull it out lit
When the trip gets thick lightning quick on the draw
With law that’s written jaw drop bitten saw hop of fit in
The raw stop I flippin’ bitch you need to learn to win to begin
I appreciate you and your sin but you need to come within’ the circle
All murk fools cool is a hurt tool on a tool going to school
All this violence is the fuel
Of the set I flex on
Release the red dawn
Spread fawn for lead long
From the gun pop on and on
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/07/23 09:08 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,225
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 15 minutes
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I flip a phone off
All along off a long cross
That toss that long distance plan to sandy beach pebble
Rebel tell you screw your devil son with really hon
I ability to stung
I whip strip the trip with Philly blunts on the track
Max a track back in the sack with pot black I forgot the rap
That fact that trip sat with a gat in the hat
Violence is a fact like code of silence
I react to bones that wild in it’s file business
I’m not a child I rinse the flip shit
I with kids that bitch in this to thickness
They didn’t make it
A life I take it
Been bakin’ it take stake in it fit
The zip code for flow is tip toe through skid row
Hit the roll on cold for fold up to stroll they tuck one and Sun
I shun them all solid Gold lung tend to expend
The residual minimal cash
That blast to task to master the Fast I’m after
Water then I’m plastered
I’m the bastard swordsman that record when
I Soldier intend to chill and fill my deal is real then so I tend
To peel steel
I need the DMT visions
In prison with the lift in
To siftin’ the sausage for cost to stock raw off it
I soften binge and floss when people cringe
I singe still inspect till I check reflect back on life
Like a knife I take life with it red stripe I’m gifted
With medicine I better than the Veteran
At settin’ ten up to lead struck as head bust
I sucka rush pluck a hush fool off cool for stuff to do
I fool a school with the rule teaching fuel with speaking
Sheet thing of LSD on the weekend
I be bent
Sent in my resume
You could guess I’m happy gay
Flap wings and zap heat with stings I sing
I ring the phone and prone
I stoned a lot on Pot I shot a fought the taught the class the ass out
Of luck pass out the blast down the crown with the frown
All over town
It’s here and now
Like a plow I prepare fields for Ganja real thick smoke clouds feel yah
I seal the reaction that black son I in fact stung
You could night crawl on the grass
Call it a class so in a flash the stash
We got big stash relax
I flap a wing pigeon
Sing that thing in in
The bring dinner bell ring you sing
I sting the lead in em
On meth I used a lot and got awful hot
And Yang
I stang a fool who bring a tool to rule
So uncool they shoot fools and scoot crews off it
I soften it lost in the hit of reflex on decks
Check off the boss to cost for reflex sauce
I let the lost for they tossed Ganja is my boss
I flip and flossed
I raw struck the shuck of the thing to mingle with
Ringing hit the thing with the King in this within it
I sing it with the bring hits who could do flips and trips
I love medicine
But I consider myself a Ganja Smoking Veteran
Since I was little I hit the hit you’ll fiddle with it
Riddle in the mix was a twist like they fist might
Hit on the mic with types
I sight on hard on guard for the Yard on the farm
Don’t be alarmed
I’m a tripper
Smooth dipper ripper of the air and tear it you scared there
I still a player in the late night
Rapper’s Delight
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/08/23 12:55 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,225
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 15 minutes
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High Energy Water!
With herbs and spices
Twice it’s ready to slice up steady the head heat
Said beat on the street defeat crews complete
Lose their tools and ski
I Tree up to reduct I struck
I pluck outta luck kids with flow fifths off trips
I mix a six in with within to begin this fix in the mix and
The bag of tricks end
I tend to expend the dead off red blood fed flood
I said stuff that handcuffed a rough job
Off the slob serve a corn cob pipe and hype
An asswipe strike his mic with light
I just write rhymes ignite times on sight
I take flight and delight in Y I tie up high up
My line cut with prime time rhyme find me
In behind heat with the line sweet
I rap to the beat and eat up fools
Uncool is the rule in school to pack a tool
I fuel the feud between do it again and then new in the end
Send it spread benefit right ready with the flip tight steady
I like my head heat
I beat a deal to feel real energy the memory is a Chi in Chinese
Fastball!
Wax wall
A fact stall Tai Chi and me
Without the brawl I follow fall
Snow with blow
Nose candy show promise
In the intense
Without a mob I incense strong
I lift it long hit a bong
Sing a song
Bring a long a thing wrong
With the wing drawn
I clip the lawn
And sip the on and on
Herbal beverage
To use leverage
I several advantage
My vantage point
I anoint
I coin the phrase
That slays in Sun Rays
For days I turn page
And age like sage
In a rage
I flip the tight gauge
I just amaze
People crazy
With phase heat
To blaze on the street
Always get defeated
They unseated
Depleted
Needed fed up
Let’s have a War!
I thought before of a whore
Like a floor showcase stasis
Basis in fact is tack
Max the sack up with whack dust
Trust that
A Soldier fact as bolder cat colder
I act bolder intact I scold your
Map off a back for the stack of bills
Kills with chills for it to score it
One more hit and that’s it
I rhyme fit
The mic I grip
On wine I sip when I drink fine in time
I rewind
Inclined on the spine to behind the lines
I drop dimes and commit crimes
I lift blind folks and toke them out with smokes
I choke myself when I roll stealth
I melt metal out the kettle settle that
Red cold rap that dead bold fact
On the tactic that back split up to black duck
The ruckus
You could tuck this and still not suffer as much as
A victim of the sickening torture
That tore yah in two
Turn tight screw
Raps rhymes flew
Sight that who?
I right on skew
The crew is fueled by fools with tools
Who think they cool and smooth
Light comes back in tune with the few in
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/08/23 06:22 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,225
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 15 minutes
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All the slight insight
I light brains
And hope trains cross the tracks on the way back
In the sack I got the stack
I max an act of the attack was it such as
The buck has to lick dazzle
Rip rasp your blasphemy
I rap it it tightly
Nightly I go on missions
Within’ wishin’
The decision isn’t mine
Yet I shine
I shot blind in time I recline again
Ganja grows on the shows that blend flows
I know these rows well of the chosen dwell
In the homestead farming flow led to mo dead
I roll heads
I code red
Sold medicine I relatively in sync with ink on the pen
I a Veteran of the letter then
I bust a get you in the rough
For scuff to toughen you up you suffer
I buffer than lust ward to sword
Before the cord chopped I roll it up popped
Flocked the birds walked then flew
Flights in two screw the brew I witch in crew
I list the tools you use
I’m not new to this I’m true to this
Cruise up the fist shoe fits
Mood twisted with listed black specialty relative to gel it big take a swig
Of the potion in motion I soaking’ in
On a trip I flip the haps with raps
What’s tight is the relapse
In the drug game by name
What stew of flame lit up by the way in
The way out to shout about it
I routed down the sounded clown
Without the experience shed a tear in this
You need the trips
I got tons of Ganja Meth plus Herbal Bomber
I’m calm yah mom sung along smoked a bong and lit prong
All degrees gone in the breeze
I like the light Trees and cop skis or practice Tai Chi
I match this tight flight right speed to fight I mighty
I sight to see in the wee hours working with powerful forces
Of course is the tour slid on core skid the floor bid
I more than skip it I always trip in the sector you caught a lecture
On how I inspect yah I just laugh and next burn they learn
They need to burn sum release the gun and for sure get spun
I relax and rung backs intact with fat sacks they raise the tax on raps
I capped so flack in back with the stack I rock a maximum
All that clapped hands and some wax did hum
All number one I so from the drug I dug a core out to store
Floor is the more than you hit it when I lit it
Herbals and don’t quit it I sit it out
Spit it out and shout the rhyme route
What come about is a sound that’s profound
I licensed to ice up the cut
Twice you get shut and stuttered I shuttered my windows
As the wind blows
Growing Herbs
All word to birds from curves
I turned
Into cement
Enter the Event
I be spent on lyrics
I steer ships into peer slip
The tear drip
I might have to trip
I clip a sip off stick in the mud
For blood they thug as rub you backward
A sack toward scored I master swords
I cord cut the swore I shut the place down
With the Crown all around you could hear the gunfire sound
Yet lounge
I hit up Pounds of Ganja shot the bomber offa one
I Sun I brung then lung to retire on fire
I admire Ganja Growers
Farmers slow down and fold yours
I core was a tore bug they need drugs
I lit up a thug and dubbed some heads
Like this intend to strike people dead
All murderers fled into the hills
I get chills when I think of the ills
This top bill is for sitting chill still
They type A might stray from The Kill
Sticky Ganja Green in the Golden Pill
For reals yo
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/09/23 11:37 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,225
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 2 hours, 15 minutes
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That’s that guy!
All crews they wonder why
He’s on Ganja and Soda Pop
Now all the crews won’t stop
He hit up clock
A Soldier flowed to cold there
A murder bare in the stare
A honey glare
Who’s this payer skatin’ air?
I flip a fair one
I licensed with the gun
I murder one
All scum hit the bucket
To murder in stuck in to kin
You just can’t win
Even that guy wonders why now
All murderer come how
You further gone down the hole
All ski in soul below the glow
To hold the flow steady
You better be ready
Catch a head rush and heat
Even the Soldier caught defeat
Yo you gotta eat in the street
Busting cold sheets
Of told sweet thing
All you want is the steel wing
With hollow body sing!
Dead Trees
All lead cheese
I feed
The seed that indeed
Lead to the head change in the page turned burned
Up the stock of private reserve
A car swerve
I locked a bird
And clocked a rock stock up the product that shot the aqueduct
These rhymes erupt
I such as cut with the stuck shit I tripped one day and mixed
The fix with the sip of Bud the thug under that mugshot
Some fool got caught and sought the cure
It was pure until I hit the manure the Meth that fewer kids rid of
It fits like glove in the tight dub
We be makin’ a lot of guns that shoot
All the fruits with loot scoot you
A bruise through true who flew?
I thought you knew
I beat the warrior’s drum
Come sometime why
I’m into Psilocybin
Been inside the mind then
Looped it stupid crazy
All thoughts are sought after
The master
The plug of thugs that hasta fuck shit up
I rap so rough
I hit up high dose
With my eye close to the coast to coast
Then the World
I hit it early
A third string G with a early Ganja Tree
I bird and speed
I rougher seed than breed
I tight need the insight flee
Me in tight I reignite
Flame in the brain screaming down the lane
Simple and plain
I light your name
On sight you shoot
Pollute the few whose ace is tasteless
Odorless traceless
In the makeshift thing switch
The mix up
Put your 6 up
You gotta get sick of stuff Cluck
Your head and then bled and then dead
In tight within instead of said
What’s read
Out loud in the crowd
I lock down the pound click
I got stock of juice thick
Plus multiple styles of hit
Picked from the wild
Capitalism
And the War On Drugs
The Freedom to Earn Profit
And the War on the People
The Everyone
Who found God in the Drugs
That Turned Them On
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/10/23 01:07 AM)
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