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 Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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Barn door creak
In the corn maze I could get lost for days
Dale grows the pumpkin patch and raises cattle on his ranch
Fed organic Grass
As a task I seen the bullet fly as eye seen the sky gleam with a hunter's pride
I get outside into the forest
I tour it because War went with the city
Nothing pretty in Los Angeles
Gang Bang straight to dust
Blood on the Concrete and stock heat
I rob a fool across the Street of his cool in school when I see a new City import
I been sport retort retired inside the Court inside the Country Town line
I spot a round dime as I found the time
I stock the shine
Play guitar in the Sunshine
I stole my blind from the mind stung as one from the Gun
I like this country tongue I got
I picked it up like a pickup truck
I wish Los Angeles the best of luck!
I don’t want to run it
Gun hits up the drum roll switch
Patrol got caught cold with the folded up gold chain
Wearin’ braids in the hair constantly swearin’
I’m tearin’ off the block lost in some shock like a Glock chalk mark
I stark in the hood with the wood grain
Flipped the lane on crew stain blood red
Fools came up dead with tools spray out lead
I soon to stay in the lane with the change that’s strange
I turned the page in a rage Guns went off
Soft kids got raw slid into skid marks on the concrete
To a bomb beat and the cycle is complete
Lights out fully with the bully creep
I fully bleep
Into the Street with heat I freak it and speak it
Gun Talk as they seek it walk and reach it around the block
Yo peep hits you could eat this up weekend block party
Yo don’t start heat
We got it Set
The heat Glock cold talk with the shit
I lock it Trip the Water caught your soldiers soft there as bare
Alien to the nail you in the mission
Position
My Dope broke this folk
Read it wrote
Seed it with Ganja Breed it
I take lead hits off a real quick lick down the spot skip town
A round went off at the boss
I proceeded to cost a lot
Iced out tossed my Glock so I shocked the flock
I roll in top spread as dead it’s tops
With the rock and roll cold soul damage your manage the proposal
I disposal I rode through as bold as flew like bird
What’s this heard as Ice as curve
My mic lit up word
I roll dice get up to Wet up Water
I caught the law and order
Sorted through the drew back with Gun on a run
For sum I’ve been drinking Ginseng so Sun
When I click the thing
Light it Wing
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/13/24 02:35 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I’m ready Set
Bake and go with the flow
All break this below to take it slow
I slow ride Tripped it no denial
As I lifted I spike the mic up
I twice cut the slice out
As murder route dice rolled
I’m cold and Gold at the same time as rolled
I spot the Soldier
I fold there as hold bare in the old stare down
You aware of Crown to get down
I left a round back at the lounge
To spreadsheet and spread heat
Gun beat down the block all lead as Hawks flock
Legalize the Ganja talk
I need that bomb cheap as stay calm
I recite it tight it long
It’s what’s going on
Smoke it through a bong
I tight this drawn shut
Like torn in the cut
I hold a yield of the field sewn for real
I peel back and stack
Kneel in the act
I defend it
Back the microphone to Set it
Clone
Shown in the rolls
Stroll down the Platinum lane as caught
It’s got to stop
Dope locks up
The pop bust as the dust settles
I’m metallic from Meth a challenge
I manage all the talent
As rap round you threat as bet
That lounge was around with Ginseng
I lock it One Wing
I spit the hot Trips as blocked up bricks
Of shit
I used the mushrooms to trust as bust back when I crushed fact
I roll in strapped mean to make cap
As back as at it
I know I’m not an addict
I landed the plan slid into the stand as hit it
Brand that’s with it
Sand through the hand as I get live I Superthrive
I shot the knives back as reclined slack in contact
My bomb rap as Vietnam in a sack
The magical style
We back on the Set
Get that product left
On the shelves as hell comes
The bell hums
I tell strum the guitar as far flung
My car got stung so I run
I drug a Gun from struck
To plunge into the cut so what’s up?
I front
Done it with one lung busting hit of Cannabis
Man it’s the Rinse I’m telling you!
All hell I been through
To tell you who sell Blue Bud
As I cycle through the money
All spun that from that to run the Street
In fact the Gun Heat makes this rhyme complete
I bomb a sheet of LSD
Left that back G on the map
I flow rip the static to match it the Dragon
In the wagon with toe tags
I bright as right it flags down the sector
Match I met yours as pour through War
So I ripped it tore and Tripped it
Score!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/13/24 04:24 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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We do the major drug deals
Peel back on wheels of static
I’m now a hermit Fasting on a cliff everlasting vista breath taking
Mom saw me shaking to bomb Streets
No faking for the take it in and see the Platinum Keys
I got the keys for the lock to the breeze
I might try some Green Trees
But these herbs made me freeze
Turn shed disease learn as the steez burn
All this leads to earn Gs
I shock the lock with to top crisp the dock Set you block the Feds
My head is fed
I’m blood red I need to Trip more as drip more
In the sip soar on the bong hits rips to the core
I’ve got the Dragon Lock
With the Iced out Glock to rock with
It’s natural with a Spliff I’m casual
I ran the Cold World into the early bird as third
I wipe this mic this off the curb
To spot the lot as a hot bunch of sunk as dunk plunk I munch
On the veggies rock real heavy
Truck Chevy
Makes the medley all dead heat
Come to bed real sweet like a treat I max to meet my complete
I stock the beach as flock to the seashore all before I reach the core
I seen it tore through like the War Grew
I’m a Tai Chi specialist with a Dragon Dance
Fools don’t have a chance but I kick back relax
Chill with a sack of magic herbs
I’m the 33rd Royal with the coils all I foil as I boil Water
As pops locked inside
The crystalline mind
Crystal Meth I went blind the heat flex from behind
I beat the Set out your ass while you check
I beat back down the Street the Gun is something Sweet
I drum beat up the heat to fleet
I dust the Weed with that mustard packets
Serving Tennis Rackets
In brackets you could fiend the bag it’s in there
I been there to fin to tear up the wear up I swear up and down
The Crown locked rounds up as I sound buck
I murder tuck one on as further the burner
On a murder case swim in my Ace
As fiend to taste the out of place naked I break it
Ginseng flavored
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/14/24 09:42 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I’ve seen a magic 6 off of fix
Green a Chi mixture of herbal bliss
Word up crew that dissed gets served up
You heard uh murder but burners turned through
The Gun drew as panic Sets in they antics
A lesson in parts of arts I stress in magician
I’m in position for friction to stick in my shit
Into bit I witness the crisp dance electric
I don’t like to wield weapon so I step into the room
Through this true as crew bust
I ain’t new I cool as a tool at dusk fuel
All rule means I mark fools up
I shoot in the cut to murder further
I serve a duel up I burn a cluck that stuck truck
I beam to duck from off your Sun run I Gun someone up
I’ve got a magician’s hat
Spot caps all over
Sold your told you so yo bro
I flip the cold out mold for fold you over
Like corner store born the soul is torn
Into warned like the warm shot heat pop
The restock of the feed drop that
I lock with a Gat so stop that
You violence and stare in silence at the call that all that
I ball fat with the wall of the trapped inside like rat
I Glock back and stack the mop up strap the aqueduct
HAHA! Don’t mean to laugh but you ass
I smoked a lot of Grass and got Psilocybin Pass
I blast furnace that last furnished with the task I burn hits up the stack
I learned it in the back room
While all beware of they dare rub and attack you soon
I shot a spoon of Ginseng
I got the real thing
That peel and ring
I slightly sting with my Wings
I OD on Trees and Cheese
Tight this with whites only bologna
I sold my soul in the cold wind
I write spin and light it
Tight it to topic to the pop hits
My rock gets they talk rinsed
I shot off the coin toss
I bailed on the rails I pale rider
I’m inside here drinking beer and thinking queer funny
I run the Street with Gun Heat
I bust the beat up truck G
I tight as Kilos of Weed
Insight explode onto the rode on
I sold dawn to the Tongs
I got hits long to cycle strong like Long John
Silver as built there
All Cream in the air and you could bet I real rare
I dead stare you best beware
The Public gonna snub hit you
Done Crip you drift through
The list of fools got you on it
I sawed off the long barrel type hit
The apparel?
We got it air cold as type A blood bold that’s sterile
I shot an arrow all the harrow
I dare glow and wear the Rolex
Cold flex?
Never that I check with 18 Dragon Steps
I flag the next kid for bids
I surely did spurn Heat on the Street
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/15/24 01:39 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I pull it like a Bullet
I only hit up that Wool Hit
I Dragon twist the flag in
I play tag in the bag I don’t play with rags and gangs
I shot my thang off to rang soft as glossy pic in a Triple X Magazine
Ran through with steam
Like a lot
All I need is a dope spot poppin’ I lock in the top then
I chalk outline send the route I’m on it’s about time for bed as I shout out I’m Dead!
I shot you in the head for the Feds to bled Red as the tight spread
Relax release dreadlocks that head boxed up and banged like a Wang
With the stang cycle the hang with the rifle I told you I don’t bang
I got the heights pull off flights
In tight I excite the right side with glide
Light spit clean with the hit on some Green
I tag team with the dream to adjust the busta seen in it thus
I just gust of wind blow you over I did like a Soldier I dig
I sold here as the told you scary story of more Heat than Thermonuclear Beat
X
The product was Raw
Flex as tighten all sight end in blindness
I rewind gets the twist up twine and bind
I mind the proper to stop yah
I rock further than curve your swerve murder
All you talk is violence
Seen it on TV but my dream is real to peel caps
Recede into all black stats I smoked a lot of Weed
I proceed on Ginseng to spring Wings into Action
For traction l light up Caffeine
I’m an Herbalist from the team you heard of this?
I’m a walking Pharmacy lean
In the Green Bud I strike it clean mugshot
The Pot unlike Bullet from a Glock
That’s that Adrenaline Talk as I walk
I Hawk
Shock on the lot as block party
I start the Street up with heat bust the bleed up
All I cheese up
Everyone bangs and sags
I rang with the hangman
To receive the hang and
I don’t bang
It’s a Gangster Thang
I just bleed the LA Slang
I seen all the Soldiers come up with the sum up
You get Gunned up kid
I strike just like I did in the Ice
Pull it twice back and end this track with fact like that Yo
Fire in the club
Rewire on Dub Sacks
The Max and 8 Tracks that made tax heavy
Ever Ready I steady head heat up the beat deadly if I seek the Street Theme
All the release mean is metal gleam shining on my team that done Cream
I Soldier seem as colder as I beam
I light the screen up with the cheese struck the meat and bones of clones
On the phone now we got it soul up in the crowds we light it rounds went off
Sounds Pop Pop and you don’t stop
We hold Glocks all of us Hawks we write stalks of Pot Branches the answer
We swerve on the curve I like this strike this nerve with no hype switch
I might itch I seen a lot of the practice for rap hits to match
Scratch the record back as Tech
9 and on line I sure show it blind to find the diamond mine in the spot reclined
I shot the lines up so behind in the cut rewind time and seen a mind I clock it rhyme
I talk skip and pop the record with the scratch the method I trap no guess
No flex we heated stay in drum beat with it ticket to Kick it
I got the hits kid I can get wicked but I’m lifted so I stress free relax all G
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/15/24 07:11 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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We roll herbs as cold text burn
The whole Set is earned I lock it churned to stock up to turn the spot
Block up the product saw as a law that rock cut
My mind shut as I blind reduction with the front on it Sum of Sun I hot one
To Top Gun I could shoot a lot off the talk of the Gun
I write it rung the heights up
My flight’s up the type cut that make you strut
And shake it to take it the blood was once and then dunk in the sunk
I got a big chunk of the real I peel wielding sealing in
I dealing in the be all that bring the lead off the clack
I write a sack up to back up
Get your trap shut as the flack bust all around you then Pounds of Ganja Through
The crowd rock and turn blue
As much as allowed I Pot Smoke through the got ghost brew
On the wet socks right in flocks of birds that’s word blew in
I write it to the topic to pop it skin then shock it
I might hock spit up the product as rough I got the stuff yo
I hype it to wipe it off
Claw bent to enter soft the center
Gloss over the cost for the toss in the air to shoot it stare at fool’s rap
I tool back in the face with school that Ace
I split the mace right down the taste of flavors
For savior was Jesus my beast in aware of the defeats of the Chieftains
Of the Israelites to put it brief in they deceased without the crackpipe
I speak and I’m nice to the beach then
I speak Greek and it’s the weekend
The bikinis blend in the sand and surf
For worth I flash a burst of the Crack Cocaine for thirst
I slight this like this aim to curse
Rehearsed one first for sung off the turf I make shit work
I plated related to the skate skid
I’m bladed I slip the rays big of the Sun Gun run someone down
For crown I lounge in the Ganja Pounds click the rounds split
Got them DOWN with the Trip
Once again the Sunburst
We clock the thirst that chop it up it works
I block it up rock it up to stop it you front
I’m blunt I like a lump
I dump it into the sum of shit
That run through threat
As juice loose in the Tech
I spit in necklace with the freckles
I respect the spectacular
With that whip the Hashish
In brief I clock the leaf on top of Kief
I rock it to sleep I dock it meditate
Internal elevate the spirit until the near miss
I skip the track of anyone coming back in rap
I seen the gap and flip flap
You could get your shit sacked up
To back up in the track up
It’s like this back cut the strap like What?
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/16/24 09:19 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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The Sun
All under
Number one
Heaven Streak
That got that bleep
I shock the key in it
Talk the reup
That Street Struck
The beat some one run from
As the Gun hum
I cycle numb
Into type fully come
I hype they rung
I drug a ton from the Sun
Let’s Pack
The Sunshine all herbal once every then and now is how I follow I wobble
I hobble hip the throttle skip the shot you pull up hot but you miss
I miss the Sun a lot when it’s gone
I strike this like this smoke a bong
I type to switch up on
I like a lawn mown
All grass grown back and Fast with the task of class mastered
Bastard swordsman
I’m award winning
I’m spinning the 9th inning
I take flight within wings I bring keen insight
Into fighting
I can light the thing
You get cracked up
Like Mack truck to buck off of
The law dissolve all solve as solvent
I revolve hit
Herbal sprint off the curve I burn murder swept through further
Crept drew the sword and burned
I cycle earned light this urn of ash
I light the stash as blast
Fast the class picks up
Get your dick sucked
I fist fuck all the tricks but
I mic this twist up reefer with the crack rock for a breather
I dial 911
The Ganja silence my Gun
As I profile
Gold Child with the Platinum streaks that shatter bird beaks
I word as to the teeth you serve
Speak a verb and leak disturbed
I with this further as I reach
I cycle the Ice in the rifle
I shot the mind style on a bicycle
With my flow shot I roll got the World spinning slow
I turn and below I fit the mold I’m sold
I told you I bold in my drew weapon
Step into this you don’t see how cold my Chi
I’m too old to freeze free I turn on the B killer
Iller than mic driller
Type flag to filler
Ganja with millions sold I chill in it till the billfold as real Gold
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/17/24 03:00 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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Death
Skull
Murder fully up the full heat to turn it up with the Street
You like this like this meet
You defeated
Back gets beaten up
I seeded the Truck Rope deeded the gun smoke smoke Weed
And the dust broke
I hit it and choke
I been up to broke with the vote for a Gold Coat
I seen the antidote and that’s all she wrote
Flipped some Coke hit it till it’s dust
I chill and I bust
I must nab a crab or slob that in the bag with the job
We don’t gang bang we cradle rob with slang
I tight this to light this with Martial hang
With my hard full up as card
I shot a shard of the Bullet called Yard
I could fully auto charge in to the margin
I hit it hard then to the guard in the venom
I get it in the spread then to the end of the fight alright we edge sharp
As heart I Tripped the chart of Chinese Medicine
I practice sticks
I have a beautiful 3 foot red oak stick I do magic with
I ran it 6 up the fix up
I Trip up the function as sick as the hit and run sum
I Gun from the no one
I sung it so hum the Gold spun
Into Platinum now we got the cap and stung the outcome
Is Stress reduction
I cleanse my lens and body Chi flows solidly
I G up the follow be the hollow run through the speed
I proceed to bust it need as trust that
I fold the map up
I capped up the rap but I slack draw as shaw nuff
I get it without the rough stuff
I credit Internal Chinese Martial Arts
Kids get the popcorn
Release the Fully Auto Glock stop sport of murder
First the further dirt to word up
I plant the Indica
I stamp stomp the bomb threat as calm sweat
I get it stalk of the law as credit
The edit was herbal medicine
I further as heard up the curve as swerve I hurt it turned the spot
Like a dot I pop the shot
That kids lock
I stopped the pop shots
I drop the stop that law as operation process
I bomb threat every second left it to edit the medicinal
Bark as I arc
I got ginseng Root I student
Of the movement
I strike it like it to the tune of circus
When I work this I furnish the service
I get it word Set for purpose
I furnace heat up the burn
Turn and earn
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/17/24 11:45 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I spot a Meth Spot
Metallic
All my Dragons challenge the alleyway that Guns spray in
To the way in I seen the rain singing in the Wind
I Kinfolk of the broke I lifted wrote this Spliff kid
I release the skid that back as pro tax lids of Grass
I mastered class as a little kid
I hit it twigs now
I’m lifted how I sifted round
And found Gold
Like this type to strike this Ganja I fold
Psilocybin Mushrooms for a cold Spot
Wooden The Dragon stood in the alleyway
While all the Guns spray
I stop bullets every day
Fiending
All life inside beating for drugs the rawhide
I saw strides
In the bake in the minds it’s the fade
The latest in the rain sweat the blood stains
I light down drains when I shock explains the Rock Cocaine
I block it to hock spit up Glock with the stopped up
I light this crop up of Ganja
I swear I flow in armchair beware of flow that alarm bare as white snow I glow
I ripped kids off the pole to take a stroll I’m Gold
I light it fold Platinum
I scatter Sun all over a brother hung like Soldier told yah
I mold for the fortune of the cold scorpion toad
I write rhymes till I explode
I’m white lift the crisis I’m ice in it to roll dice wicked
I kick it
Back at the pad release scads of drugs like thug chocolate
I box for it to more in store floor to get go in this War
I’m torn born from thug War in the Drug War I’m the plug
I relax and sight all the tug on the pull on the J
But anyway
My sight fades away every Day as Gray Day
I’m light display shock this mic all type up to strike I smoke Hay
I told you that over and over and still you won’t put down the Gat
Now that’s an order in fact
I spray your brain all over the place I’m my own Ace on the case so taste it
Butt naked with the fake braids
Step
All crew left back as hat
I step on eight directions plus sections in between on lean reflections
I detect the stench of death coming from the entrance
Of the left hand brand the sands and all commands
I release the strands of peak
My 3 foot stick in brief
I relax of some Kief
Smoke a Spleef
I write in chief for brief I light up the leaf and flowering tops for shocks
Up and down city blocks all these crews Hawks
I rewrite the Glocks on South stalks
Come as you are and stop the door is ajar for par
I light the star up to hard cut for the scarred strut
All of this but I’m always with it cut the license with Ice and Shrooms
In this consume with the two in it to spin with it different
I since rinsed and glimmer glance by chance I’ve seen the answer
To cancer and the dancer thread stare at sketch sent off the went there
All dispense air as bare as clever care for a level headed flair
I with bare any way you tear I license like the player yo
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/18/24 04:09 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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Psilocybin sets in the mind
All checks
I step with left
I dreadlock the head stocks
As blocks walked
Chalked
Graffiti I bomb on a beat G
I hock up spit the plot to deceased freak
I OD
Light it tight it to lock with the chalk outline
It’s been about time now I around diamond
In the mind I find it climb up and out of
The route of
I down brother
As lover for suffering I nothing been in the cement bent
I stretch a stench as scent
Been about it with the henceforth noteworthy serve heat
Up the Street you could box beats
I shock the teacher out
I weaker down round the pistol crowned
Fist and it found
On Psilocybin drowned at high dose been bound to toast
Click glasses up the passes through mountains
Count to ten backwards then chew a sack like birds
That’s word I slid it fact in the dirt
I’m back with the curve
Always with the word up
I flip a turn in the cut
I mix up the tricks with sticks
I flick bics and light this lit
Get a slice of the quick
Ice on the lift
I spice into the spit
Shot twice and true as true grit
I take a hit
A Gang Circus
You could work this and hit head on
But you dead wrong
The homies run up on you
With the Gun you gone true as slum in the sum of it
I run into quick pull out the clip fast and smoke that ass
You ain’t seen the last of this
The Grass Cannabis for the BLAM!
In the psycho exist the cycle
Get all hype on pipe smoke the Gun deep throat
All Weed tokes aside you on the ride
You gonna get supplied all ride high in the wild winds of crime
I lock a line off and sip it sign off wicked
Kick it with the ticket I frisk kids on entrance
I bench bent that all fights of slights head back in the rest
I suggest martial law
As all the Soldiers saw I got it raw
I light a saw that?
I run back fat with a Gat I got on contact with the bomb rap
I understanding jive as live as Gun Crack the Knives come out
Run around to down on the ground I flipped the tre pound click
A round went off I’m hit
Man this mind is sick
The Gangster
With the bank you drew
Off of tanks that flew in like whirlwind
Your World spin
The Methamphetamine mind structure
As one hit off the pipe and you soar
Your mind is at War
All time in the signed I rewind as behind the lines
I’m prime live it fidget with digits frigid cold is it old?
I ripped off the rolled in the quiz show
All in the biz know that slid in the current flow
And ebb I sight into the several letter World curled
I hit the plural burn slow as undertow
I hit it thunder in the Gun the blow
Come real slow into the roll
I flipped it fold Gold cold with the sold that heat off the map retract
All feedback with bleed the sack was cheap
I write off the fleet that box beats
I rock you in your seat as Glocks complete the circuit
On purpose on surface I surf this current whip with the murder hit
I eternal flip the infernal quick I burn through Trip
You could hear me sip the fluid screw it into it
I blew back and lit the rap flew into the track with blue black
You get served and curved Plural further flow and eternity hold the jolt
For lightning bolt current explode I ripped it rode all the fold
I got the Jones to smoke Bones I make clones
We on loan out with the phone out seen that hold it down for the count
I’m round it to bound to Trip the sound I’m equipped
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/19/24 02:59 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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Hydrate all the monks!
Hydrate all the monks!
Hydrate all the monks!
And smoke the funky Skunk Weed
We bust it bleed just it’s fiending
Life is teeming while steaming and smoking Weed and
It’s no joke it
The life you get broken into
The kin drew the map of the fluid so you blew it back with a sack
I murder on the map?
I busted that Funky Ganja Rap as I track happens that I stack slid
Into the back of the place
Taste the Ace on Hydration
Fast in the nation flipped skidded it get rid of hits we fix
All magic tricks in the 6 we tighten thick in this no bitin’ wicks for writing
Spliffs all up in it exciting I’m lighting the lightning stripe and
I wipe off the land the damage plan as savage scan ran rampage
In the page a fan I tight it BLAM!
The trigger pulled
Bigger than the figure get cold with the sold for old
I in this bold to rip it rolled off soul catch the beverage
That left you left pour it drew in back the crew in the Forest Floor
Hunting for mushrooms we done this War before we War torn
Off Water born
Hydrate all the monks!
Hydrate all the monks!
Hydrate all the monks!
I spit thunder
My rhyme crackles when I lit cackle snap pop the Glock
Nonstop in the top of my head and off it raw soften till it’s dead
I cough in the red zone with the dead bone smoke
I got it choke
Flipped a coat with the tokes I smoke it loc up to broken up soakin’ in the cut
So yo! What’s up?
I seen that duck duck under the rug looking for the plug
I seen em tug on the heart strings
Ripped apart darts ring on the copy of the human being
All eyes seeing I rhyme degrees for trees to rise and Genius
I get between this thick and thin I win most fights don’t begin to ignite
With knives I take lives back and jack for a sack to attack with
I rhyme this plastic Meth
Damn I got bad breath
This track left so I never slept until I crept on Ganja accept that hardware
Off the lawn mown heir to the throne no clone flipped it flown
All head out all knowin’
I be blowin’ lead out so how’s it going?
I’m toe up in the thing made my head ring on Methamphetamine
I hum and glow on Ganja slow I dead at the show
I seen Red and keen and bled like the blood flow
I come from below
The guy’s gonna go get stoned
With a girl he boned last Summer so in the breed as need a Tree
Cycle fees
Type to pull up Weeds
I mic degrees shot Kilos and feel full the snow from below for undertow
I ripped it on a roll got the hold on
He smokes a bong with her
Lights up a blur
So tight with them words they burns up the sack as birds flap wings
Take flight ignite at night so heights taken in the sky rake in the eyeball
All 9 feet tall and ball like this all might stall
I flip the fallen swallow in the gall and
Install the phone call led you all to lean
I seen it ski even in the breeze
They smoked the Trees up to the freeze make enough cheese
Cash money fast hundred dollar bills for chills
Ice to take it price advice until it slice the fill in twice
I like the Ganja Farmers
All in the barn dryin’ spinnin’ yarn in the country funky
The urban indoor hydro under lights blow the psycho
We love the Hawaiian Sunshine
All recline put on blinders while we see inside thirst
They cursed for their worst crime was smoking a dime sack
I got Psilocybin black
Permanently fried permanently intact
I spit the raps
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/20/24 04:05 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I could see a Coke fiend
I grew up in Hollywood and turned down bumps and all that good shit
Like Meth but this Coke is it because it hit
Rush you load hit the explode switch as dish I right this crisp
Tight in flips kips kept tricks back and skipped black
In fact my knife it raps perhaps I bled in head like Fred
Wonder from under come the lover bird as third
I flipped it Tripped it word
I dig it into it spin through hits
As tools swept the rule crept up and fools quiet as kept
I met the extra function as all they sunk in I dunk in
My weapon law slept through all the claw as brah
Homie with the zoning keys all phoning flights and stoning
I’m showing my wings now as I sing POW!
I mic up the brights
Hit the switch and twitch
No that’s Meth
To my last breath I step infect the section everyone threatened by my left end
I sight the Set and I bet stands pull off lands with commands
I’m straight magic lift the flood gate as panic Water jam it
I BLAM! Hit it’s tragic
Flag wave as brave you understand it
We smoke Ganja to elevate
My man my mellow set it straight
I cut it with blades razor sharp in the fades in the arc I spark
Make no mistake I park my car counting $100 bills give you chills
When I’m about to cop nonstop
I play with Glocks
Man, this Meth hit me like I walk
I stalk and L on the bean for a dream
I light this scene up
So you could reduction in the function
My mind is dead as the get somethin’ in the split like nothin’ with it
I hit a Spliff lifted as a kid I did bids
Rock this to Pop this I flock adjust the lock hit the skids
All my bids are death as chalk outline
I said it’s about time to legalize Peace at least
Get the disease off the Streets
I rhyme to these beats deceased
At least in top crease my Glock murders in the East they certified
Ride on the rawhide
I flip it fly into the distance
So yo! Who’s with this?
A drop of Water hit my third eye
I’m the burned guy I deny the fly fake for what shake and bake
I make it take it hate that with the Gat runnin’ up contact
I bomb back in the back I keep the tacks
With the bomb raps my Soldier Stats left MCs flat
Why I bury that hair thin heat up air spin and rotate
I seen a Golden Gate Bridge
I keep it in the fridge
I don’t come unhinged because something one thing that some with the Gun Ring
I cycle the One Wing
I bite pull up tight and give insight into the Ganja light that up the bomber
So I could flow comma I comment my bomb meant
To run back on a track I’m intact for this steel into the raps peel that
Wield Gats with relax flip the max up the black dot on my shock
I release Pot because of how I thought out loud in a crowd a Yo I’m down
I get lifted in the lounge Spliff circulate Pounds learn that fate
I earn my weight in Gold still I sold Diamond cold on the line meant
I’m fine bent on Cannabis
I spiritual with the tear full
All pull a rearview mirror glance by chance I cancel class with the stash
My burner Fast with the curve word up Bird in the cut
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/20/24 10:37 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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HA HA!
I Trip a Ganja
Off the strong wear and tear
Lit it to hit that be stick back up and let rap pluck the max cut sack up
I Mack truck running over sluts in the Street with the beat I heat
I’m cycle complete with the Gold Teeth
And Platinum I relax with the gat and Sing on my ring I sting
Command the plan and like that ran with the ball I crawl
In the cut can’t get enough for likely this shut out to touchdown
I lit the Crown cycle the noun I lock a round popped in your head
If you fed I psyche up to bled a mind fuck
I’m in the air with rhyme bust beware as I adjust I tear into spare
Moon on this is the true as witch flew like with on broomstick
I hit a noon Sun quick I light up the Spliff
Chill take the tax off that back soft as ass Hawk a claw raw into the law
I Ball
I’m Martial I could hit up a car full of thugs and never scared bet I bury
In the cemetery or I could KO and drain slow with my brain flow
I glow on tracks all like this I mic these with the straps
All blind lead into the pay heed I breed the Cannabis last chance
To dance I seen it by glance and read it heated
One day we’ll defeat it
Legalization
Flames
With the tight aims
Listed names of graded
Faded late with the Spliff I hate that riff
On tracks fiend for sacks until I instill in me chill I be
To the best of my ability will in free like G with the violence I silence crews
All jet back through with the rep I step
A fiend to inject I on the scene like crept into the beam
I slice with the gleam rock this Ice
Know what I mean?
I shot the dream up to the clean cut with the steam What?
I seen a gleam in the eye for murder Y
I serve further than die from a pistola
I rip right through and smoke a Cola I drew into the hold that fold that do
That intact impact seen and stay jacked off the map
I write and speak tracks exact
With a bullet I could cold back you fully
Like fully auto I thought so
Your wind in this rep glow
I let it blow slow into the flow
For all this all I know
I Tripped it lit it medicinal
There you go
I tear down and wear round the crown I lock it state pronoun
For the glow Pounds of Ganja sound proper
For everyone to shop for legally
Hate it
8 hits display
Lift the Sun Ray in play like this Gray
I strip it like Hay of it’s buds from stems
I talk this to no ends
I hot with the Glock Clips
I rock it to the top then notch it
So I’m top notch with the clock rep I stock it
Beat box it hock spit up the progress we manifest
I shock the lesser dresser confessor of splendor nor
I tight this for War
I got a Spliff in store with extra pour
The lesson keeps em guessin’
How I cock back aim and in progression I slay men
For rainin’ on the became friend
I cycle till the end or until I pull rifle
I bicycle up the heights flip the fully auto
Caught slow in the Dragon for lock blow the wagon off the map
With a trap fact that it add up
I’m sad in the cut for the ran wise until I pull eyes blindness
Into defined hits I rock a rhyme dis all the drug crime flip
With wind into the drip time and again
I shock the lens I got is proper to nonstop your Glock Blur
You like that word as I might snap
I bust a type that swipe gats
I flip a mic black
And seen this wipe ass
Off the map with a rap
I’m strapped and might stack a max money and drum beats in the Street
With Gun Heat
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/21/24 10:42 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I’ve got a light narcotic God body on Water
I sock the teacher over the preacher for features
I lit the speakers I recover bleak discovered the Weed
Indeed I puff it with Speed
Meth and Death proceed to left blow on Death Row
I retired Set so you can’t let go
You get your head flown after it blown
By my rhyme grow in the Sun recline and Shine
I triple X line that flex in my prime
I design my own kind with the so in this find the spinal Biffada
I lit the scripture for fixture with the mixture
My head pour out onto the concrete for the bomb beat
I run the Street
Ganja and Juice drinks
Roll down the leaf into disbelief
Until you feel it kneel it
I be all hit up on Weed Puffs
Enough to stuff a sufferer
I lover of the Ganja I burn
In the earnings I’m learning turning into Stone
I’m blown
I’m licensed on the floor for more
I lit it up War ends
I’m Soldier for the bends
And curves Word up
I bought ten kilos of Hashish to eat
I rocked the beat until melting into the Street
After an effort to Set for it
I tore it War with the kids who core is this biz
Of violence
I stare in silence as the violence goes down
Until I wile with a round into the crown
I eat my Hashish
DOWN!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/21/24 05:19 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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Fools can’t chill out
Until they go ten rounds with me
Down like round tree
I be Down and G pop the seed clock
I feed the crop the top organic
I span it the Globe with my probe for the best
I’m fresh like I suggest I grow bomb not cess
I never rest
I keep abreast of the def new strains as I lit brains up
My cane struck lit into flames truck jewels
By the pools of liquid fuels I got the flew all the Set
Bet that this letter scatter for that matter
Kids chit chatter about my Ganja Bomb fat there
It disappear into smoke as you choke you light up broke
The Virgins like surgeon I wash like detergent
Scrub the dubs all over the brains of thugs
I coil, twist and turn
To develop circular spiral power
Of the Ganja shower
I lit up tower
Sound through the null and void
Ran true as void Blue as Royal
I like Soil Grown Ganja
Outdoor I’m about to pour
Another glass of Lemon Mango Splash
I Fast Water and burn down to Ash Assorted
Cash out with the last route the Spirit Shout!
I plan about to stand and meditate
My root shoots deep into the Earth
I recycle energy like a Smurf with Shrooms
The Progress has started
All the martyred over Cannabis
Just to rinse and wash since the top crisp
I roll in flocks of with this hippy freaks
Speak each week on top I seek
The Ganja reeks
It’s high in THC and the Tree it Key up
I got Speed tucked
Meth cluck hear the chuck
To dust all that cussed out down that route
I seen further down South
I run about until the Pot shop sell an extra Lot
On the dot I plant a crop nonstop
I clock a real Glock
And blow the top
With a cyclone vortex
Leave you busted with your door dead
Rusted hinge squeak
Each crew speak of the Bleep
Cussed out Weed drew the keep it cool rule
For school I got a pool
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/21/24 07:26 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I got busted for Meth
My Cat Steve got up his sleeve a trick
He wanna show me licks
Firecrackers pop
The shock locked up to the top
I got the Glock
I smoked Pot nonstop as a teen I seen
Into the beams I light leans up
Real Buds called number one Gun
For fun I license some from the Gun Run
I stun almost everyone on contact
I brought the bomb back from the climax
My rhyme tax as I bomb take strides
Relax
I need to get high again
So I could ride again
See through the true lens
As flew to the ends of the brew
I love brew and cycle crews
Hype off the blues
I roll dice and lose my blue suede shoes
So I use cruise and shoot hoops to boot
I loot the city take pity on the new in town
Down with the crown I lit the lounge up
I’m bound for bucks as stuck as Chuck Taylors
I fade you for favors I say later
Skate and date a player hater
As yesterday make it a best in play relay race
To chase majors
League like fatigues
My army receives all the star on G walk
And stalk of Ganja Plants Dance!
The Bank
Had my ankle locked
I got the Ganja Hawk
For all who talk spot and shock with hip hop lyrics
I sear for the fear slip into drew back
Who that with the glue cap?
I slip it new act for flack to reduce to ash I smoke stash
I have a blast with the Ganja and Cash
My Golden Armor outlast
All the harm done
To alarm one with a Gun
I’m charmed like Sun I run on and down hit town
Blood turned around on thug who fucked up
I tuck a buck inside my ride to glide
It’s a murder suicide
Inside they hide
I split the vibe in my tribe is live
We got the knives we shock it blind crews talk it but don’t walk it
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/21/24 11:03 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I reverse into a cursed wagon for Dragon
I light the flag and I rang again
Like this light this spin all types at lasarium
I bare my skin so I could yoke for folks to toke Ganja Smoke
I work hard and broke
Even until I reinvent the easily spent went out the door like before core killing floor
I whip into War until I soar on Sativa
A breeze to freeze like Wu Tang Killer Bees I sneeze
Lock the Gs up on my P truck I seen a lean buck
All my cream struck you to buck you
High and wonderful so I struck crew as new school written with tool
I split into the fuel for that supercharged laps run for Gun
Let’s have some fun and smoke some Ganja on the run!
I hover around with a buzz
You in trouble
If we double up on the Rock
Crack Coke for the half broke to dead solid wallet in called the victim
I slick in this like fix
I could light the wicks and seen bitch
I rewrite a stitch and bleed for glitch
I could proceed with Speed and slit my wrists
I could get pissed and exist with a twist you seen it but you missed
I can’t get dissed
I’m on the list to frisk down to find my shells round on the ground
I get off for the Pounds of Pot I lock on
I rewrite a Glock song wear Billabong
I get the drawn law down for crown before I throw down
I kick it in the smoke lounge
I hit up the block
For the topic of Guns
Drums lit the bump that bass sound
To fix for tricks for to win the score is even
I ain’t even bent in cement
And I invent
The lyrical spastic for you to get your ass kicked
My Glock is plastic lift the task Trip off the ground with Pounds of Ganja
I like to Speed and smoke Bomber
Up all night calmer
The subject you love it to rub the rest
In the club hit
I mix the bag of tricks with Spliffs and light the wrists
I seen tricks hip to the skip and dip flip on the dance floor since I been around War
I downpour rain in the lane for exclaim
I tight this still I came up write this in flames set off bet
I law spread
Hit the dead wake and bake said I chip off Frosted Flakes
I lost for skates I break the fate of related crimes that drugs and High Times fix
I’m aligned in the mix I top the 6
Edited by Solid Log (03/22/24 01:08 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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The underground astound
With lyrical rounds to Trip
I dip in the hit of Ganja
The stench I wrench on with bomber often
I’m coughin’ up
It soften the cut
Then harden it to garden it
How large I bet
I slept on flipped the bong my Tech’s drawn
I clipped the lawn and saw Green Dragon Claw
On the team with the seamless I fiend for hits
Why I roll up Spliffs fat like the cat is
I back in biz with the manuscript
I handle hits with the licks
I flipped the script
Then dripped brains in lanes lit
I’m just too tight with my shit
To get it right like light my crew excite and make you see bright
Like the Sun and draw a Gun
I come from the wide open spoken with the tokes in the midnight
In mid flight I got caught and been tight
I’m in this right right on sight
I clipped the mic off
So I wipe off and swipe the hit in this like Gangster Script
I shroom
Seen inside my own tomb
I soon to loom over credit
Back the edit whack credit sacks of Ganja tax
On alarm bare as air wave the care to cave in
We brave men and women to swim in it
I seen the difference lit and rinse
In the Trip I light my 6
I got a risk to take as fake as bake the earthquake
I shake down to the break point
Smoke joint I got this boy I avoid
The straight arrows
I clock the sparrow all my hair grow long I smoke a bong
I right this wrong I tight this to white out
Seen down South and read about word of mouth
I serve in my own house blown alone round
A Mushroom I found
Now I’m in the lounge smoking pounds of Trees profound
I astound and round out the bound to downtown
Lit the crown up I been around tuck the hazard all scattered
I’m seeing patterns I lit the lantern
Roam like a phantom I just lamp
One
We got the tally ho jump off
My Gun soft
I stick it in your ribs and you jump off a cliff to smoke a Spliff with
I tight the tricks up
Six the stick up to mix up the shit rough
Been in blood double that and fat I mean to match the snatch chains
Rap Games I light brains
Lit in sight I’m tight as heat flames
I make this chest pains release the best lanes down the aim for
I maim for the came for that to door mat
I Soldier Stat with a baseball bat I check your hat
Yo get flex I check you back this thunder rap
I sold the Gat hold that
Then fold up the map
I will in dap with the trap tap your toes and laugh how it goes
I detest all foes light it death rolls like thunder
Everyone wonder how I come up number Y
I hum and see the sign I design
Lines crafted like Cocaine you could laugh kid
I still got half your stash on a bid
This Soldier slid right in
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/22/24 06:46 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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Depending on the origin
Of your World spin
Keep turning
Lock shells they be burning bullets full in
The game cold aim that soul maim and murder
For a third of you could get word of
I’m a bird not a dove
I rub back and strapped kids love that
I dump gun claps over tacks and mean match
The heat stashed in the ride
My mind Guns come out so do the knives
I release blind
I’m defined as Gangster
With the shank you could bank on
I got the gas tank on I handle on and on
Yo smoke a bong if you want to
But don’t front on my crew I done through
The list of rule with a twist
This Sun come up a Spliff locked
Soldiers are shocked when their heads knocked
By the Glock and I respect that walk
I Hawk on the boulevard to stay hard
So you stay on guard
I tripped the Yard
Like a farm I lit the charm and bullets armed
I set alarm I could rob a Mafia Don
With no shoes and socks on
I make some popcorn
Diamonds and rhymin’
Shock warmed like 6 in the morning
Yeah I tore the thing
I peddle Crack and Meth
Soldiers crept on blocks that check from Sun
Gun down to run down
I lift a crown up
For you to get down buck!
I truck love the rubs and dubs
I fiend for a plug so I could show real love
I got the heat even in the hot tub within reach
I kick it on the beach I got a Glock
I walk with my chick then she suck my dick
I split a lip of a kid who slid through my way
I’m old and turn Gray with the fold
Broke the mold as cold I bold and sold that Gat
You could crumb snatch lift the latch
Heat up a batch and laugh
I seen that ass get heated and beated defeated
I treated once so you could the fronts bleeding
You receding into the G thing
My G Wing stings like fuck
It’s just bad luck to chuck a pistol rubber grip
Standard issue to the bust bids yo I’m wit you
You could stick crew and lift tools
Lift fools off the ground wit them rounds
How that sound when you get down
I light the whole town up
Until every clown duck
Kid’s got potential
So I sold his wrench through
The marijuana Grew by the pool
I light it like tool to take flights with
I pop a crisp sack of Indica back I been with yah track
My signature I slap the fuck out of a fucker
I ran the motherfucker down to rubber bladed
Surge as you faded I got dated
I layed with a chick then skated cause she a trick
My Soldier Soul did fit I got the mix for stash as Grass lit
I tight the clips I get bud from the hippies they all thug
Vietnam Vets on the sets played out to lay out
Grounded down pounded round the town flipped
You just landed on your dick
I mic it to type twist they hype up the spice up
I lit this twice cut in the Ice shut out
You could rub down in the club down
Then catch a round I sound phat cause I am exact
I lay down Gangster tracks fiends in the back
Relief caught with a strap disease and to the max
In the breeze I could shock your keys
I lock your Gs up to the scene strut the lead cut up
I struck enough to handle myself and rough with stealth
I got five black belts it’s heart felt
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/22/24 10:10 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,849
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 4 hours, 26 minutes
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I reach inside go the time from the glide
On line sold crime
I’m bold got a 9 and an 8 it’s all weight
Proceed to slip fate
All the punches I sunk hits in the slam dunk kid
I light this Trip up to skip up the track
You get ripped up intact
Straight off the map I fiend to jack
I seen it in a sack I’m bleeding for receding into Crack
I got the cough and boss struggle lost on the double
Double trouble bubble caught a fumble that stumble
I mumble the run gel as bell from L my shit sell
It’s just as well if I spell the rhyme elevate minds
I lock the lines up of Cocaine mind fuck
I rewind the cut so you could see shut degree
On someone key I gun up to be free
I see into G light this write this take it easy
My freeze frozen cheese blows in the wind disease before I skid
I get rid of the enemy I collect all the keys and you freeze
Bow down and light this round blow your brains out
I’m telling you I’m belling through
All hell and I flew into the crew license who strikes rolls dice and true?
My mic turns blue as I shock rock turn the spot and drew shots
Off the lot I scored some Mushrooms taught and I born as War
I bought stock in a Parking Lot
Where kids sold Pot
And Psychedelics
I tell it to the true as well deep drew Water caught your order sorted
Reported as distorted Trip through the courtyard clips the drips
I scored it hard as done thrive to get live I flip the Mic trick the licks
I fiending for 6 to tip the scales out of all the jails and prisons
I’m livin’ in the decision made with blade and Sun Rays in the shade
I type this like this paid as I strike hits in the sprayed all over the place
Ace caught his case locked his face up disgraced the cut and shaved
I made it grade I tipped the scales never fail it’s the rail left to sniff
I’m on a Trip I light it lit
I’m the type to swipe the money draw down and run around town
Painting it Red down as crown as left the lounge
I hit up so many pounds of Ganja I bomber on her
The calm words spoken into the open I’m tokin’
Smoke in the choke then I wrote ends off fresh kids who left and slid
I write this bid as tight as Acid
I flash it last it’s the magnified ride on the last hit
I died surfing the mind working the blind hurting for the kind buds as thugs ride
I have a drinking problem
I solve with wall to wall alcohol
I brawl
Do the Australian Crawl I light your jaw and knock you out cold
My rhymes sold across the hold this Gat and fold up the scatter bullets
Around lit a now in that seen as down sold stat for battery and assault
I vault over the cold there as sold as bare with the glare
Like lightning I tear into your white wings air
I seen the fair share of Ganja I smoke the bomb on one
My Johnson relieves me response one
I gone as Sun Shine in the wine I done the vine
I lit the spine up to recline
What?
I spend a dime pluck the Kind Bud
I light it up
I tuck a paper under another for the Soul Brother
I told you I’m a lover
I smother my other
I field discover the treasure trove like Gun Smoke
I fiend for a toke to go broke I sell it plus Coke
I bell the hits relish it
I’m intelligent so I don’t leave finger prints ever since I tossed the Glock
A Yo! I got the AK Fully Auto Spray
I lay down lay the whole town when the cyclone come down
I hype so I wipe off the population light cost the saw that rock buck one
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (03/23/24 02:47 PM)
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