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 Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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I’m the artistic representative
The one with the 12 gauge double barrel
I tear through the flesh and bone
I get stoned and cloned a Jesus Mode
Let off in the cold for fold ups
My Gold Wagon dubs the Dragon
I play tag in this with bullets
I pull it back and cap
Fully strapped
I’m on the map
After that I rap to the chapter
The Master
Waving the hands I got to shank up the man who sank
I’m in the tank dog as release a fog
I blood and bog down
All alone all along crown
I serve a Soldier down with one round
I flip the script and dummy with the clip sum heat
On the strip I flip the Trip
I got so much thick I quick at it
I’m not an addict it’s just magic how I bag it
Release the flag hit for the sag I grip the mag
I have it has it had the bag of Buds to Drag with
With the gang twist and smoke the Spliff for liftoff
Shrooms are the secret
We peep it then hit the OZ to frequently check the head as peep it
I sleep hit the weekend I break off an end of the pack to stack
I write a rap about it found it down with the shrooms
A big bag of boomers
Rumor has it I got the magic craft as bag with the tag
I got the flag hanging surfing stanging the rang in bring the thing
Got to swing with I got the thing flipped with my Trip
I zip up the section and cast a reflection
I bet the best in the undress the clip and Street the Trip
I lift off the hits soft as quick toss the gun and the extra clips as Sun
For under that I’m under one to wonder that
I thunder strapped with a number Zap
I tracked the storm for born
Light this torn through slice and score more Ice and I shot the price up
My advice in the cut is to OD the Shrooms G
I’m shrunken Head
Release the Trip as spread as lead lift you from the Exit
I check hits with Blood Red
Thug’s credit
I’m the medic to Set it
Relieve pain in the brain I light this like Blood Stain
I rough with the crisp tight twist
I missed the 60s and dis these kids who don’t Flip Speed
That’s Meth
I cycle the death
As rifle what’s left
In the War Chest we got it torn abreast of the morning Sun
As Warning One I Soldier stun with the number as run come from under
I someone with Gun to sung that hit as One lit
The subject
Release the Gun threat as tons of bullets spread the edit head back
I Set tracks on lead in fact I’m dead
So I stretch a bullet to the head as fact
Release rhyme to the back
I strapped with no lack
I have the dap as roll static like magic
It’s Tragic Yo
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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Steppin’
Reppin’ for the fields of Cannabis
Ganja rinsed off the cyclone as I might flew flown
All head blown by this Bird I Set in Stone as Light word
I Dead One as One Sun with One Gun
I’m the Sum of the product as law rocked down the top Wet as Crown
I Subject frown as Dub One bet the Cold Down
All across town they beware the tear up the player said as rhyme sayer
I behavior as flavor for major take on the bake as I skate
I’m professional all wax and set you flow there you go
You gonna turn into The Bird as 3rd
I light this word as type to twist up the Hay display as curved
The thought bent as it went up went the 100%
I invent the style as a profile on dead denial in the file
As I sign all the bind on the wine I drink now as pink how
You could stink on the skunk on the brink
We got it tight and link
The slight is a sight as might tight the Ganja Plants right
I do a dance and answer back as the cancer in rap
Proceeds to infect my magic lamp
I rub it and dub hits off the scrub twist as they flip the Set
You bet
I hit the Spear up
At pure Water
So you could get the cure up
Like this syrup I cheer up
To split and steer up
Soundin’ weird Buds I smoke they in fear of
As the rear of the dove all wax in the glove
Box before it locks on shoes and socks they pack Glocks
The Gun Talks
So I light the blocks required by clock the admired
Raps retired on the Wire Song
I lost some Ganja on this pure Stream
As I beam I seem clean as a G
To the Trees I smoke Weed up
I got the head as get it dead cut in the Red Zone
As they fled flown across the Water and dead blown up
They show up as the roll up
I stroll up in the cut and shut the door
It’s the cure
To lit this pure with Ganja flew over
Bird as the 33rd
My Word they oppress me for Cannabis
But I ran the ball since this wall
I shot hot and stand tall
As I walled in
I make the call then
To Ball when
I solved all the fall in the spent bent arrow
I glow eternal as I burn inferno
I chill the Bird slow and chill Yo
Grow an afro
Pot is so Good
Why you stood in the doorway with the AK-47 to spray down men?
I write this with the lesson
I stress in this the swift
Light this the type to Trip and Mic the 6 up
This is a stickup
Give us your things and we sting you
All been blue as Psycho the Heights flow
I ring around the toe as round for the sound to show
We just want your slow up and get down
We left the Set now as I crept in the town
I flex for it to tore with the pour with the liquid
I stick it in the fridge and hit up a strip of Acid
I lasted past the last crime they fastened on rhyme
I climb up to score the product as Aqueduct
I rock you shut
Shut you out front the Sun as one want to Stun
I like this like numb with the Ice on a slice
Murder in the Rice Paddies of Vietnam had heat
And you gone on the Street
We blow up the beat to show up
Just how to could get toe up
I flow on Ganja Cuts and still strut that way
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/15/24 11:52 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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I light Wings
On tight, singing birds take flights
Drunk Drive and get live
Split the tribe down the middle for a riddle with Knives and Guns
Tons of Suns and done one in
The blood it Spin
Release the brim of the cup filled it up
I cypher struck in the hype more as War
I been to the core and ripped and roared tore down the plot around
Got the ground to take back as fact as my bomb in this max
On the calm Waters I split the fathers of the prohibition
On a mission against Capitalism
And division into tribes the gangs with they hang with little sacks
Of react to the facts I screen acts as I King
I stack the thing up high as try the Sun entangle the Gun
Scandalous as come for the vandals they just hung
As the sands of time pull the rhymes out
I run a line down the middle as shot the riddle
For the plot to get hot with this in that did the rap and skipped the whole track a little
The told Black Gold I rolled as soul slid into the beginning of the end
Little Red Riding Hood
Was mind boxing with the Glocks and shoes and socks on
With bong hits and split the hits of Ice
Meth
As twice in one breath the death crept up to her side and replied
I want yours if you want mine!
She stopped on a dime and tried to recline but couldn’t
She took too much Ice and shouldn’t wouldn’t couldn’t
Stood it
Until it kills you you chill
You might get far out and ill
But it’s gonna take you
Creep up to your side and make you take the final ride
To the times you might reply
I can make it out if I try
Stop using this Ice and abusing it roll the dice I’m losing it
I still got my shoes and socks on
Light this like stocks soar
On the block was a War for War Torn
So she lit up her last Ice Pipe and died
Some think she committed suicide
I’m about to make Liquid Sunshine
Flipped it in a dime back?
No.
A full weight sack as Gold Rope
Choke the static grabbed it
I flagged it as tag hit the magic with
The bag in it rag tag the flip had to Trip
The bad side I split the homicide
As I glide into the new time I flew I rhyme
Cold called a crime so Soldier I’m
Folding these Gold Wings into Platinum Rings
Just like this I sing
Take the bite out of the sting
I rub right and White Off
Seen the Gun toss
Every Human Being needs a G thing
As the Weed swing I ring
The telephone to cellular tone
As expressive in the zone
As clone the Sunshine
Written one line and sittin’ in the funds find
As flipped a Dollar Holler back
With the fat Dollar Bill Stack
I’m an addict to the Magic Dragon
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/15/24 10:39 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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We still got fiends in the stew
Like the wind blew
The type two bowel movement
As scoot in it
The beginning of the end
My friend said he bled as he held back lead
In protest I skipped the Fester
I blessed further I searched Soldier
Got much colder and bolder till I’m old word
As Bird as burned and turned the tables
All cables rope able to smoke loc
I been up to tokin’ Ganja
I seen the fiends on the Magic Dragon
I tight the flag in and write on the wagon
All my pants sag in the tag been
Weed One still and still Gun
I’m licensed to stung anyone who rung me
I done for a fee I kill easily
I been in the Trees for Gs
Like this light skis
And topical antihistamines
Don’t roll me an L
Pass it over and sell me a Death Trip
I left clips back with the head sack
Dirty Dead Mac
With the pistol cocked back
Issue Standard
I Lantern lit the Cannabis shit
I ran it tank with the damn Spliff
Light it if you with the tight crew
That murder fool
All in this like school my witness
By the poolside
Left in terror and suicide your error
Was bonafide
I left it light like the Sun
For Gun to come up from hold the title hung
Some in this bridal chamber beware of the air
You get it player
Just stay there I don’t play fair
I’m a layer of dirt over yah
Stand up and Soldier url up
Vomit in the bomb hit of chronic I solve it
On one front my stunt leaves you numb
They just came with the game
And aim it from the hip as stay dipped
I tight as Crip Gangster
With the thangs I gotta thank yah
Bend yah over spank yah
You ain’t in the tank with it to split
Boogie hit
Man man P
On a Psilocybin Trip
He about the write written
The realist shit you never forget in
To sweat him is Death then
I enter the Dragon
Stepped in
With the left end dragging
Raise the flag and tag up
Weed One
That’s my tag and hung like the magnum
I got it static sum with One Gun
I light this from to tight with
Pull and and sight with
The tight crispy
Flowing buck fifty
I’m about to lift heat
So sweet Devil can’t compete
So take a seat I puff a Reefer
I unseat your throne as bleak as it’s known
I blow the phones up
Hit a prone cut as they stone but
I’m all alone I get bizzy with the bone
Smokin’ Stone
Yo leave me the fuck alone
Or I’m about to prone your ass
This isn’t combat this is Soldier Fast
On Water clipped the Magic Dragon
As the thought of
Drag in the wagon
Watch me toe tag em
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/16/24 09:08 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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I caught a fire at
And sat back with the Mac ten
I write it’s track then
Proceed to clap when
I sack men up
Sell them and bell once
They fell from Suns you could tell
I bust lungs in Hell
I dust from just as well
I cussed a tongue for the hail
Mary as it gets scary
You best beware G
I tear a G
Error free they scared to ski
I tight this white with the methamphetamine clip
Seen in the Trip as Death Kiss
Your left wish as head flip the top
I drop and pop everybody
Who ain’t seen the bloody
Sum heat on the Street with Gun Heat
Like this drum beat
I spit this hit this quit this
Magic with tricks
Sack of Magic split this
With the homies
They all get on the Phone
To call up stone
We like this known
As the bone back rifle ammo in the sack
So Damn You on 48 tracks
I cycle Crack Cocaine
With the max flow pain
I can explain if you a blood stain
I was born in the Magic Dragon
Tore in the staggering flag waving brave as madman
In the shade I light blades up
You get a fade cut
They won’t let me stone but
I crime clone all alone with the phone struck
The bone will it prone in the cyclone?
I light this tone to the sewn in blow in the wind patch quilt
Like this guilt for hatch a skilled fighter
Rhyme Writer
Real igniter of the fight right there
So wave your pistol in the air
Pull it out crystal Meth
It’s all the Sets claim as aim
I’m the type to step in swipe the bag of ice
Roll that with twice
Chop up a mic like I stop the slice
I dice and roll dice triple twice
As flip you with the device
I plot as flights light these with keys
So bright they scare the steez out of Gs
I lock the speed up
Chronic Weed cough as I seen the boss
I reeked of the cost of Weed
And blood loss my whole crew crossed over
Like Soldier I fold it there cold in the stare
Empty so don’t tempt me
I’m sent by P Platinum to scatter atom
Coming Abstract
With Psilocybin Rap
Got a fencing grill mask
As I max
I write laps run tight sprung
One gets done with tight Sun
I fade the whole slum
As days pass by numb
I’m like this Mike is Psychic
I type to twitch hang from rope deep dish
Feature all the teacher to speak through
Reach your whole crew as bleep through
I bleed through the speed drew the Gun
In the Sun
I flag down with the Crown as blown out
Flames in the game with tight names
I light this type who claims
Slight with the fight four four at your door
I might sip the brew
I puzzle you through stew
As trouble doubled up screw in
The ruin
All my crew flew in with the new in
I wipe it off snooze in the afternoon when
I take it for a spin to see demons
Bleed on cement free of rent
Ladies and gents both get bent as heat sent
Up the Street self defense
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/16/24 11:03 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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We light the Magic Dragon
As the recent trends in ends
The track bent and spent on the lesson
Fresh in this with no second guess we clip
Nip back the tight Crack on the map
Fiends for Coca snack all over
I lit it in the range
My flow strange as I right down with blades
From the sky
We never Gun Shy
We Murder I in the system
Back tracks and listen to the raps with them
I skip the trend is to flip while I’m bent
I seen a red cent and invention
Tracks with raps proceed to lay flat the retention of blood as Thug
Recite on all the drugs A Wipeout
For all the clout we psych out the luck ran out with the lights out
I Crack a man with Sunlight then I ran the jam
Just might track comes back with Gats
Lay you flat on the map
Strapped Capped up with the sack cut the Magic Interplanetary
The shit sound scary to kids
So like the tank slid
I shank up over the bank with the stank slut on rank
I’m made by the Street
I get beat
And turn into one product
Concrete
Blocks and locks up MCs
I seen the fleet
Deem them Chi send the signal
All Crystal Meth the wind blow
With death
As I did smoke the Crushed Crystal
So I picked up a pistol
To get a fistful of dollars
All Pot scholars know I follow swords
With the core
Right this and I swore I’d ignite hits
I take flight into bits and piece
Peace as easy as cheap Trees
So I light this in the breeze
Catch I might switch
I’m in tight thick with the clip
Honey dip on the subject
As I rub the rest out
They taken the Death Route
As I seen and shout out
Route for about face
Taste the place wasted
Face lifted as sifted
Through the Blue as Lifted
True I’m quick with
My shit
As I scene of Tight Fit
High knit cotton
Like a shotgun
I pop one
Back as work jerk hurt
Earn a burn as learn to curve swerve
Light this verb with right wing politics
Abolished
Demolished
Smacked up and backed down
All this light the Crown as light round
I bite down as One Gun Sound
I flight how insight
White as bright the lights
Fights
Write as might I suit it type
To one wipe thrust it swipe
The guts bled
As murder intend off herbal blend
I get so high I fly
As dust back the eye
As trust that
Don’t deny you flushed rap
Down the toilet
I foil hits and Royal Gold
All cold searching for Platinum
To jack One Sun as bum
I lightning rung
I tight as hum from
The troublesome
Been double One
I cycle the heights pull out as mics
Passed around the ground I found
I Pounds of Pot cop with the Plot
Fools get shot for holding Glock
I soaked up rock
And full throttled the bottled up
Lotto winner
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/18/24 07:21 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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Wisdom comes through ages
Old as turn pages until cold
Hands in the lands of sands
Desolate
The rest cold grip
The stick
Weapon
Everyone reputation Set in the Nation
Of America
Blow out your flame as error come in name
With Knife blade
In the shade with Sun Rays behind
The lines I prayed
Three times
The Buddha wandered through
Spreading Dharma true
Till through this Dharma grew
The Wisdom true as Knowledge given
Solves the problem
With no name
As each King came forth
Through scorched Earth
Since birth
The War was before us
It tore us
Pure Red Light
Radiates through the crown
As all around see
I light
Through my sight
I might
Like to come through with type
Of true Wisdom
As the crew keep it went askew
I'm absent for the Guns
All the weapons
I practice Tai Chi
And cultivate Internal Energy
Pray for the spice
It comes in a teapot
All heat shot through the Weeds grew
As in two the stalk split like crew
I walk sit true as ripped drew the flip
With the Trip in it
I Trip
Take one as make once ache through the making
I break in a new soul as drew fold crews up
I round it through the shut case into the place
I Make The World Great!
And make no mistake I baked like a cake
With the Frosted Flakes I shake
Quiver get delivered as I big into the withered
Old as I sold over the counter
Like a Soda Fountain I down one
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/19/24 12:04 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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So ignite at 4:20
Get plenty of Buds to cycle through the run the Street
Later skater as I dip in the fader
I get it to the blade you’re on
I got my bong
So long!
I cycle through the type brew as stew
I light you know who like I’m supposed to do
Hey, we all crew
So God bless you
Manifest through true as West Coast do
I light a fuel up
To use in the truck
I made a ruckus
To buck back in Fest success
As I bleed the rest I seed the best
I make that Mexican Product into Hashish
I splash with Reefer in a dash
It’s a mild Psychedelic so I Gel it
I rebel and yell out the window as well as hell bring
I tell the thing swell up Wing
I tight and sing I’m alright
I don’t like to Gunfight
But I Set it just might
If they got them I pull the Shotgun
I drop Suns off hot ones like Hotdog Buns
I lock a soul through the plug as cold drew back the slug
I make mud bricks
And tighten up wicks
To I sight flow through like Crips
My Gun drew with hollow tips in the clips
Fruit Punch!
A fruit of the Earth as worth a thirst for terpenes
In Ganja Green is rocking this talk with the thing
No Glock Pistol I shot to dis fool
I’m on top with the stoplight red as just said
Bust Feds back as back track off the map
Seen fools scattered like it didn’t matter
I matter of fact Mad Hatter with the facts
In the Data
I climb Jacob’s Ladder as I straddle
The had to pull back Crack Pipe as sack
I the back seen it Green Bud in the Thug?
Hell no we chill Thugs and tell dough plugs
Like it mean mugs I’m type to
Gun up till the Sun Down
All alone One now as from the town
All around I shot it Pounds off Proper
What’s to stop yah from Glock?
I talk with the pistol walk as I crisp fully
With the Streets compete with the in the Street
Dust the beat off track repeat
I jack up the facts of sack but
I relax strut the click clack
Means it’s tapped so I strapped light it up back
As come and roll maximum
All the tax come from the Population
Paid to Rich Kings with Wings
As Gun Sings!
Ganja!
Ganja!
Ganja!
It’s a Psychedelic Four Twenty
All Gun sprayed the drum of the beat as hum
Rung the Street with One Gun
As Sum of Suns that run from the tongue
All begun at once
To light it fronts and backs as jacked
For sacks?
Never that we clever flat as one Wing Gat from the singing
I’m tired of Gats and Winging Raps
I Street Front off maps
The heat blunt
Burn it to turn it from Green to smoke to choke
I cough as I toke I walk the tight rope
As both coat the soak in it so in this you might notice
The Go Fish sign I wrote this dime as Wizard
Hits this with hits Trips and Brains Drip
I take a sip as the hip to the scene in Green
On this Green Lean we tight this beam
I write this as the flight departs off charts
And measures all best better than betters
I met treasures that as Strap with the Bloody Raps
That number as wax for thunder form under
Come it sacks of Ganja
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/20/24 08:39 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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I just practiced my Crane Style
Hard as Yard Smoking Meth broke up the Set
The Brain is Wet on Crane
I love Martial Arts and can’t complain
Except about Ganja Prohibition
I’m on a mission to Legalize Worldwide
With one Humankind
As Guns blind us
We hit the dust and recline not
Through your spine shot you paralyzed
How many masks seen through as eyes burn Gleam Blue
As I rise the Cream drew as wise
I despise violent rides the wicked with the stick it in the brain with blades
Tight this fades off of slice mix top the dice as Sun Rays Light
I shoot dice
I rolled them to Cold Drum
As all of a sudden there comes the Drugs in
I used the Meth
I sight it to light it tight it reps as blood back in the Steps
No regrets each flex as Gun from Heat Text as done
I repeat the dress with the numb as One
I come form the Scrapyard as hard as a black card pulled
I on the full
In the void with employed write this the heights crisp
Man
You need to learn to Murder Shit
Self Fucking Defense
Jesus came to Profess
As I Manifest
I baptized the best in Water caught your Lord with a Sword
Aimed at the famous with the plain guts spilled as came twist
The Buds
Blood Spilled as Thugs drilled
I took the Sword to the hilt
And built a nation raised on Eminem
I light this then as Gun Fights Ignite
Gangster Rap is out of sight through the tactic
Of the Hat Spliff and soft mat for Soft Drug Rap
Drugs get lumped and pumped into me for PTSD
I cured my Night Terrors with no errors
Fasting and Herbal Teas as last thing the cap stings
I hasta ink the last kink off the sheet
For smoking Weed I blood seed as cut in the Gun
For Someone to understand they gotta get it in the land
As had it hand the baggage
I command a savage to tag shit on walls and ball
All I crawl in the City Streets install
Streets to the heat is
The Weed gets burned and turned as churned
I was my Brain as Word my Qigong explains
Why I’m a bird
Everyone turns Internal as soon as the Word slow up the burn slow
I recommend Ganja and you roll like a bomber
On patrol you stay calmer
Water
This Four Twenty I’m on Water
I’m coming under One Whole Being
A lot of Spirits in the Water I experienced
I’m in it I spin
Take it for the win to the Sin
I tight with kin
I slightly sick of the Night Shift
Rap and rhyme Spliffs again one day
With no Gun Spray
Just kickin’ it no delay
I’m drunk as a skunk on Fruit Punch
With Water taking hold as Platinum I rolled in
Till the Spirit SOLD then as Gold when I’m cold I rolled it still and ill
Like crisp $100 Bills I shot in the children to still frame as wilderness
Everyone gets killed in this Thugs don’t react and chill my success
Is Martial
Seen it off the hard pull as wool over eyes
I sleep and sigh of relief
No more Night Terrors!
I had them for years
I drank herbal teas with this one word I serve to cure disease
As Night Shift lifted me I Trip to see in action
I got the facts then the traction
No hitting back when I’m threatened
You could bet in
My den I spend it ends off the Wedding Cake Bake
I flake off the Frost for sake of cost
For the lost you been found
Dead on the ground
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/20/24 02:49 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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You could smoke a lot of Pot
Grow up a lot
Seen it on the dot for plot that’s Psilocybin
Mother and Father unite with One Children
All Blood spilled in the drug game
Relight one flame
As One Name
I dust the trust that for flush the same raps drain down on Water
I catch the court order for the Aqua
As I stock rise in eyes and disguise hidden with the flipped
Tripped out the licks
You could pull a stick out and no doubt
Serve a murder route
As further shout
I just duck out
And truck down to the nearest exit where no one flex in it
It’s the best business
I lyrics as text beer itch
You could sear it and steer ship into the Lift
I drip with the texture as next measure for light as feather
Treasure
I Veteran of the liquid Got tons of Cash and rip it the stash
I blip on the black sash as Bullets flasks of Hashish Oil
I rap is Royal caught the snake coil
As the bake on it
Foiled the take gone with
The Spliff as medicine
I’m a Veteran
I left hand separate the cake as best as I can
I hatched the plan for Soldiers to ran shit
I’m on top of fit for license in the Grip
I’m a Dragon and Crane stylist who compile the list in dead silence I exist
I was born
You sworn in the victim
I tricked a Trip and smoke Reefer to the head feed the head be there
Or be square
Yo beware!
I sight and I stare down so wear round the Town
I hat and sat on in Cat living in the flats of Hollywood
I sold wood grain stick in the Drug Game
Martial Arts I proclaim as the one I was born from
With the Trip and Reefer Sticks
I proceeded to flip the script
Born since Mafia Days
All Thugs spray all over the place
But I made
I stayed Tre Eight in the skate with the plate medallion
I Tally Ho got the Valley below me I froze Speed
I rode and take deed on the code that said bleed offa
I cough a lung up and soften Sum from some ice cream truck
Make a buck and good luck
You truck in the stuck in the World
Something swirled
I lit it to plural
As Witness I fit just as easy as Breeze through the Trees
I smoke Trees and light all disease
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/20/24 06:25 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
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Magnificent
Lefty three finger
Cover all the sectors with blades
As I connect I contact
I roll back and control I sold that Gold
My life is folded into storage
I pour with the liquid now
I kick it how sick I got?
I pull it up pop kids on the Street
Like I fully cocked back
I sold some Mac 10s
To back ends
My sack tends to swell and I rebel
Against protest to legalize Cannabis
For instance
I made my middle finger up
For justice
I bust this
Yo
You could trust this
I flushed with a four four
I got it core
As my stock soar
My footwork
Extraordinaire.
I left crews bare bones
While I blow up phones
I left the lead spray in dead zones
Watch that
I snatched a Rolex
Everything seen
I dream of Chi circulating
While I’m in stagnation
I think
I soften blink
One wink and I sank
Over and out
I come from no man’s land
I get it to stretch
I on the bench
Former as the entrance into the defense
I flex it step
Every crew with any rep flew through
I Blue
So true
I got the wallet
I four fifth
I got dollars
I could afford Spliff
Yet I abstain
My brain is so stained by drugs
I rep and jet
Pull the plug
I’m set
I Fast Water
By court order
The Aqua
Soften me
I cough and snatch jewelry
Ganja won’t let me let go
On the Set flow
I love you Herb as one drew
I come true as the fader
I bladed in arrays of styles
I filed in to while when I got it to smile bent
The adventure centered on Ganja and Mushrooms
Will I to dust soon as bust one
I Truck
Done
One license spun to drive as thrive and stay alive
I busted Knives I ruined lives
I serve a 5 spot
As a little dot I smoked Pot
I roll up
Shocked
As I flocked on I pull the popcorn to stop Sun
For a lot of Glocks Hum
But I copped one sack after another brother
No lack
I I surf a stack and pull it back and cap
I busted a hardcore rap as jacked
It’s hard to be nice to killers on Ice
I served it twice
Bird as flights taken
For no mistake I 8 Ball
Serve and skate wall to wall
Product
Sew the lock shot
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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Take your medicine
I scratch letters in
You wish you done it later
With the Gun to the head and fade clear
As said steer
Yo
I OD
On Psilocybin
I ride a Tree as villain
Chillin’ in the back of the squad car
All God I got far and showed hard
I fuck up a scar tissue issue
Seen with the pistol
As crack a Crystal Meth Sack
I get it jacked then I come back with the strap
I write letters in the back that steady
Get your head shot
I dot on red spot
Fully loaded thoughts I wrote it
It showed in the explosion
When I rode in
The Wagon
All the flags flown and
They blow in the wind
I’m zonin’
I just bend and recommend
Drugs for plugs you need some Thugs to back you
They jack you back crew as stack too
I Max screw in the half blew
All shots do
Plot on the thought
I roll in squad
And squash
The alarm botched
I sold an arm and crossed over
Ganja makes me flow nonstop with the Rolex Watch
I Scotch Tape make it Great
For the plate I roll off the date of birth
Since I been worth
I hit it first before Raw
I seen and I saw
Like crack a jaw
I’m waiting for Aqua
For hours more like been there and seen and saw
But I light it don’t fight it
I slip it right in like glide when
I’m inside the multiply I Soldier cry for the bold there
That’s Crank share a gank with the sank
I got the tank rollin’ we cold when I sold ten million copies
I shot heat across the Street
Chocolate defeat as I flock to the Beat
I chalk it up reek of the Skunky Weed
That’s why I proceed to plant seed
Sew it so I could blow it all day
I roll then in a ray I Gold to Sun Shine and a day
I’m colder through the mold there I sold bare
For the jolt you best beware
When I fold up
I do it do old and true as truck rope
We cope with the hope that
I roll one day again and sold fat?
Never that we clever lyrically represent
The bent with accent to stash sent
The Heat came and went
But I stay bent
Herbal presence I stay in Feds Way
Like Dead Presidents
I manifest the breath of the essence
Flow with the lessons I rolled
Up and Cold
I got Gold on my neck froze
I in rows of crops
Pull up pops
They pistol talks
So I fistful of Hawks
I seen it stalk of Ganja Plants walk
I got the mop up
Crews they rocked shut closed
I light it right up so I suppose
I blind and light with the bright
I take flight inside the ride
I did it told the tribe to hit that
Stay alive
I get back
I thrive
I let it scratch
I denied that I ever rapped
Supplied the Y
I do or die
Try to flip fly up the times cut
For rough as dust back
But enough of that
I hold that
And sold true as bold did screw in Raps
I fluid black and doin’ that
Time for the crime
I set into motion in mind
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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I caught it off
Hard as guard
For par I star
Light up your car
Fully ajar with the door
Since before I jetted
Back to the LA I sweated
Left it deaded
Breaded up
Thread in the crew up to screw
Blue dawn
As a new song
I light this crew did bongs
Songs I profile
Seen in the cold wind smile
I got the miles walked
Chalked
For the talk of the town
As ground froze all a round blows
From the Pistol
I rap a risk for fist to crush
I seen in bloody
Money in the palms
Who stays calm?
All I drop is bombs
I’m on the Mike is the type
To swipe a chain
And jewels in the lane
I get profane
Lifted like the brain I glisten
On a mission
Just hold the position
I cause friction
Whoever I dis in
It’s all about cash
Say you got a heat rash?
With your weak stash?
I flip you on the Street Fast
For tight grip as I sight tip over the roller
I told yah
I can’t stand a hand extending
I end the thing with Wingtips
I’m dreaded bout the headed out Red Blood
Murder Thugs all bullets plug into
Run right through
You done dude
I crude
With the Gun it ain’t cool
So I stain Pool of Blood I came through
In the mud the Blood Stain drew a Thug back
Into stacks of Ganja
Bomb on the run as calmer
Don’t cause drama
I palm yah
I Soldier mad armor bolder
Flip the folds straight in the air as Lex scare
I drop the rest bare as tear up
The cut I swear I shut out
Run the Guns down
All over Town
I wear the Crown
And sight as wear down the impolite
Violence I silence
So get a Ganja Style kid
With the Trip you dip
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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I feel like a dead person
What’s worse than not tokin’ first then
For 19 years
I pass up beers I turn down everything crown
I feel down heat come from all around
Feel like a clown I know the herb ganja
Will calm yah and bomb yah out reroute
The lifestyle give a big smile all the while
Create Soul Child freedom road
Release the load take it off the feet lounge mode
Wreak Magic on the stoners mode of operation
Go on Vacation see things coming from
Wherever brings my heart sings as the things
I smoke passes through my brain
I take another toke
What more could I explain?
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!
These are some Golden Oldies
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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We got to top yah
The Methamphetamine
To unstop up the scene and rock cut till you bleed
We proceed to flow it grow it show it up the roll in the cut
You struck as buck back
With the stuff in the sack!
Yo!
We connect blow as left row on death for it flesh to fold
I cold until I heat up I beat up
All night juice drinks so I could sink Weed up
I got the deed cut
Title Property all lock and key
I stop
You freeze
Die from disease I shock Gs
I’m on top I rock Yo!
I cold clock
License how to rock for the slice then how I stalk walk all night and
The light is bright
Roll dice twice I seen the Ski on Ice
Mean for a slice of the top speed pop them with the Glock then the cost is high
I deny the type to sign on the dotted line will in crime
I feel just fine except I’m like death
Release your prime
I shot the spine so you can’t recline
I soften got the often with the all the time
I locked the sign is I caught up with problems
No sleep so I count sheep and Soldier sweep through
I’d rather smoke Weed Dude
I got all the breeds for food
I got a new attitude
I like to sleep and talk to the chief
I got the pay heed to the Blood Bleed
Recite the Thug on Speed Meth
All hot until your last breath on the plot for the stop sign to lock
Find it unwind hit up a Spliff and you got diamonds
Satellite Communications
I get far out
In Space Ace with the drip place the lit
I love to smoke it
The Ganja
Choke!
I need a tolerance
All day hits
Puffs don’t quit
I soak it up
I broke in the tokes then
I’m open constant for the bomb
The threat your calm
Yo! I chill and farm
I like the hard I see
With the Yard degree to turn easy on THC
Cannabinoids All Rap Stands
Kids avoid the trap then
As the sap of Trees max in the degrees
Shot with the flow Pot
I got it nonstop
I float the Hawks around
As a Gun sound I’m down
As One Round shot off
I cough
I got it tops as raw saw the Stalks of Ganja
Huge on the bomber stew in the calmer
I don’t start drama
I torn apart I stolen art off the charts
Pick the start date as heart inflate
Celebrate the days
Of Ganja
All on in the full in
With the Bullet I win
I told the Sin
I like it illuminate the dim
I come from within
Internal Energy
All crew got the tendency
To chill
Movies come to a standstill
Without the plan I drill
Into the sand instill
Make the Grands
Come up fans of the product
Smooth as bomb tucked
I blow up smooth till I stuck in the groove
I move the movies all student see the true indeed
Smoke the Weed!
All Herbal
Ginseng
What hit the thing
I’m doin’ it to Budapest
Hungary
Shocked to see the clock tick
On top of Rich Stitch
Yo! I stitched up
Catch your flipped cut
On the Aqueduct
I product of the law as shut
Smooth
All Prostitutes shine on as lines drawn up the nose
All clothes proposed to come off as I stun
Really soft I strum the guitar
Hit you up hard but I carded the start did it finished
I been in hits since the crisp difference
I’m lit
Made a dent in the bent
Cash a cent check
For what heat does a fleet
I wash the teacher reaches within
Grabs you by the spine I climb
Into shot a lot of the time as Pot
Plot line in shot the movie
All in 2 Y
I dry an eye
As fly lifted 9 as Trip kid
I twist it ripped then
I bit of the end
And start as part of the smart
Mark as dark I hip to heart
Seen it in between it
I steam hit the beam
Quick with the scheme
Yo!
I got a dream
Like Martin Luther King
I sing
I vision of unanimous decision
Legalize the Ganja from Prison
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/23/24 02:40 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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Food Trucks
Arrows
And mood snuffs
Narrow
As true as tuck one Gun
No one
Bury slow
As tear you below
All head to toe
Wear Sun
I dare One
To carry rung
The bell in hell
As scary from
The marriage
Of one to one
I’m from
The mean average
That damage the lung
You can’t get it stung
Like sum
Beware I got the Gun
I cancel numb
All can’t spell
As bust as man Gel up
Water well enough
As I sell the stuff
Beware the scare tactic
Of the Mac Spit
I got the latch lifted
Sack sifted for the back
Max in this rap
I’m gifted
The War Wax
Cause it’s Wu Tang
We drop the Slang
The Wu Tang came
With Wu Skill straight aim
For the top bill
When I chill
I go the extra fill for the sex to millions sold
Gold Platinum
All cats in em I walk rock the denim
Never criminal till the residual
I fiddle with the claws
As you hit up straight paws
I in the middle with the flaws?
Never that
We flip the shit right back
And kill it on tracks
The riddle that solved got revolved
Just a little piece in the East
I rock it sheets
The topic was Grease
Watch it
Hawks kiss the lock it
Stop it
I pop kiss the sweet
As box beats
I jock the shit
Don’t knock the sweat on the microphone
Lead long I might just throw one Gold Sun
For the sum
I’m like this rung as type One
I rifle through the type to pull up
I full up
With the Gold Cup
Word up
We smoke the Cannabis
Sativa breeds
All seeds heirloom
For the boom we bust crew in this trust that Herb
As first as third I murk
Anyone who burst
With the worst
I surface further
Like a burner I turn a stone over
To look for the Folger’s Crystals
All unaware carry a pistol
For the fistful of dollars cash as scholars
Beats made out of hundred dollar bills
Gives me chills
Up and down the spine so I relax recline
All spot on Wine
I did just fine with the topic prime
All shot hits the blind spot with the wallet mind until I solve it
I revolve hits around on the ground I lost not found a pop hit
I lock Trips up
The Glock 6 with the stock
I rock for the thought of copping the Pounds as sounds
I light this till it found I hype this
Drill around for oil
I foil all plans release and all scans of the brain
Explain why I drain Chi through the Earth
Recycle it back up to worth
Crews that surface get shirtless
I nurture the murder tricks off licks
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/24/24 05:41 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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Pure flowing Water
Mountain Stream caught a dream
I lean into the steam when I release
All shot the East end up
The mend in the cut
I got a tucked one
With Platinum
I rap as strung
Fat in one
Sack come back with the track
Straight off the map
Relax
You chill with stacks
All black solid rap
Dollar back with your purchase
As murder four fifth
Sold your Gold as glitch
In the cold I wish for pure Water and Gold
Cycle fold
Mics get rolled Cold Steel
Peel that feel straps
Easy as Ls in the back
With cellular max as gel your word on wax
I bell through the turn as burn one
All turn into Platinum Sun
All I got is a Gun and some change
Murder strange in the way I turn the page
Lesson is made in the section with grade
A flex and get sprayed all over the place
Got my Ace
As first thirst quench
Get your lesson in
No guess in this end the blessing when the stress came in
The lane blends into tends to extend the plot of land
Shot
All crews remain on onslaught
I taught how the fold the Pot up explode with a single shot
I got it old in the fought for the War I caught more to explore
The lock tore off the law saw the shit and flipped
Dawn to light fifth
Polar Solar eclipse just might risk the tight crisp
I light into the avenue and frisk down the suspect
For weapons caught em steppin’ with the AK
Magical for the bag it pull but anyway
Needs a mushroom to release as bust one lit the tracks custom
My extended clips crushed one
All bust Sun
As the trust fund
I rap around lust for ounce as pounce on the gust of wind
Truest as flew with the bid clueless
I slid into the hidden chamber stranger than fiction danger
Friction cause ignition I light the scripture thick in
The victim is chicken plot a dot as lit in the Glocks
I clocked them at high speed rocked when I must proceed
To dust back and smoke Weed
I bust on the OZ of shrooms
Crack Sun
All run it Black one
Everyone done with their run is a trigger flipper
Tip your heavy drinker into ink as stink up
The links cut all been duck
As buck the system run through as one
Done that back at cats sprung off the lack of some
Tight one as light fun for the explored one as core for the War
I light it tore I sight insight will in right to exceed the flight
On bite my rhyme might
Chime in a diamond I recline and send the line bent
On extra for the flex
Every day Mexican Gray Aliens
With the sailing in rails on dim that pales from the kin
All stale with the bail money I in jail funny for the ailment derailment Gun Heat
On the Street I thumb at the beat for one to eat
Something sweet to the beat as Run Street
Pumping Weed up in something the Gun I’m fronting for that Sun King
Galore as in store for the four four I got
I plot back as shocked rappers shot over backwards thought
All relax and get taught your store bought Wu
Was like my crew Ice is the Blue subject as run text
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/24/24 12:24 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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Roll some Weed
True indeed
Make a Gold Chain
Crews in the brain they use in the lane
Light into flames and just explain as thus
Wind the watch as cost
For the boss I off
A sucker crossed over
I’m Soldier colder than the World Spin World War 3 and I’m G
I clock a Kilo from below I move real slow in the chosen few
Raps rhyme crew kick back and relax with one blunt to
Run true indeed
Screw up my breed I done deed
Like this proceed to mob on Speed
Bust a block Street for the shock treatment
All heat bent around the block sequence
Rob you of your defense all Weed intense
For ladies and gents preference
I like Sativa roll up the crossbreed and I Gold solid seed
As hold onto the J display Gold on the way
Coming sold in this rap I don’t play
We spray rounds all over town
With the K
Up the shock as round the clock
So who’s on my jock?
I light one walk like a Hawk fly
MCs wonder why I get high until I make diamonds
Try like fly buzz to rewind cuz
Chris was a Meth fiend
Is a Meth fiend and doesn’t smoke Weed up indeed I breed a chicken
To stick in kickin’ with clubs as dubs rub the stacks love
Grasp murder hatched the plot as server jackpot
Release the thought of onslaught
I roll and got caught for I taught the Weed Groove was sought after
I laughter talk the rap skills with Crack kills
The sack ills me so I chill G
Be kickin’ it with bare minimum witness the lit in ends that dead and one
I send the rung fresh like ladder climb matter as mind the fatter one
Data hung in the balance for the challenge in comes the talent
I smack the fuck out of eagle talons as I cancel samples
Trample with the ample I challenge the black stallion with rally in
The town square so don’t dare flip the fair on likely scare
I lit the hair I sip like a player I lit the stay there in the fresh air
As careful you best beware fully with null heat as run the Street with Guns
As Suns and Ones come from license I like Ice in the slice
I murder mics up as server dice chucked rolled sold cold bowl of Grass
For the last straw was the Cash I saw relax in the law
I cancel ran for the door to get it on the floor I don’t need any more for War
I keep my shit dropped in the GP
Sample Ginseng Tea
We leave peaceful
Smoke Ganja a Tree Grew
All release crews who need it
Speed flipped the redid as East Bid
I skid and slid down the lane as heat did
I got the Golden streaks of the Old friend
I sold the tend to Bent it I lent it off tracks and sent it
Lock it lended the stock hit
Glock rocked by the pop of the Pot as chalked up
I saw it door shut as more Cuts to the floor What?
I get it store cuz as was a mortgage on your soul for roll
Tight this light this stroll as sight this
Turn Gold like a white flip
I tight with the clips and slip through the cracks and crevices
Master never skips the fast once I passed
I outlast the Master maximum with tracks run
Gats that hum we got it to spot it Gun
I product of Sun I topic as I shot the shit up locked it
Get lifted don’t talk smack as rolled in the rap
I’m Gold Platinum off the map as I scatter atoms
Assault and Battery can’t stop the Ganja G I on top of Speed
As I rock it shot it breed Sativa all Trees to ease in with
Steady progress as my bomb left the stress on the mark as dark
I flipped some tree bark and lit it blew some harp like a shark
Within with I’m centered I don’t flex and get the stretch 9th Inning beginning
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/25/24 04:45 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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I need Pot to smoke
I’m tired of living sober
Answer the dancer as cancer burn your sack up Earn
The max for it to turn over clover
I flip it fold with the Zip Gun
I lock it numb as toxic
With the Hawk Tripped
Glock the Exit
As sex kitten purr into your churn
I burn anyone with any tongue and where it come from is Sun
I’m Michael N hum as back bend the crises entered
Critical Stage on the page in a rage I flavored flav
As hit in the maze for days to stand crazed I get it played
With the Sack bring it back like I jack for the As as it sprays
All over the place like a case with the taste lifted Jacked
Back up with the track cut in fact stuck into the gut
Come as from such as the luck bends the World Ends
I Lock it Lifted to the clock tends to run out on the Gun in the Mouth
So who from Down South?
As I shout out names with aims all about I lift lanes of traffic
Behind the mind it’s graphic how I signed the Lantern
With a chance to infernal glow as turned through bro
I turn the spot on Pot a lot and float like a Glock through remote
You get shot and I soak in the most
Digits get frigid with the signed true as who is it?
I run the Wizard
Thugs on Drugs
With robes as clones for what grown as what was as MAGA does
I tripped on Buds a lot
So I shot rhythm forget about prison
I'm in the mind refined and pent up
I'm so bent up I end up in the prison
For life that's my vision on Ice
I spot the twice rocked as talk Hawk
I Lift the shot off the thought for caught in the scheme as walk
Easy to shame as blame the name MAGA
I run it ragged thinking of a chance to dance as jagged
I torn to rags with the stance
Of this avalanche
Justice went rancid totally cancelled
They amplify the threat of Trump yet
Lick his Orange rump
I take a chunk out of debt for my sweat
As locked as it get the Trump is destined for the Penalty Box
All shock wore off as the body politic is swallowed up by lit
MAGA
The Dragon casts the glance I answer fans back brave
As hip to Man this flag did wave American
When Trump goes to Prison
The only trust left is to bust Trump
He has no defense
I recommend conviction
Murder in the Section
President Trump can Murder Rape what he wants
My thoughts escape all bounds as grounds for the common sense
Trump would get clocked on the playground thought
As I lay around with the Pounds of Pot
I pull off a lock and shot Water and Ginseng
All I got is One Wing
I sing of bright being in flight with the King
I ring the White Lights
Sing what begins this Gangster Dream
Of being hardcore blow off steam
As a Soldier with Cream try to fold yah
I told yah so
All Hell came from below as turn to Jello
Hello World
Mike is the truth as truth be told swirled
I curled into a Ball and saw all relax Raw
As facts one from Sun you become the seed of the nation Sum
As hate Trip
You like it thick you keep on going shoot from the hip
All I see is glitch rob the rich
Cycle as mean as Michael N the Dragon
I’m soft on Drugs for thugs talk on Bug the system
Let’s enlighten vision in the Right Wing
As one Gun sing plus two three to Cheese as Breeze through
I’m as intelligent as seed drew
Doesn’t mean who crew prey on is lay back
It’s wrong
Go smoke a bong
And look at your intelligence though Psychedelic
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/25/24 09:51 PM)
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 8 hours, 32 minutes
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Hollywood
Keeps crews in check for good until I stood on the stand
I said Man! I’m into entertainment dance until rain kept falling
I’m balling
Crawled up walls in brawls with knives draw blood
As one thug dug his pistol under like thunder
Strikes the number for underdone
I got it this one I shot hits up a sheet I wrote on LSD
All Trips ski on the lead for proceed to pay title deed
On property it’s lock and key
You might try to murder me for inhibiting the Dragon
All souls the flag in rolled the tag in the place
I’m the Ace called Weed One
I got Speed and Herbs and come with the package
I lack some spirits as a tear hit
I flip a beer itch
Man! I’m so Tripped I light it lit the literature fix and your blur
All words into curve as I soft serve the check that best cap
As meant is black
So I roll the rap into cold clack
Straight off the map with chains
My brains are lit and blood stains manifest
I second the guess as fact as max on the map with fatal tracks
All crews do is come back
I relapse the Dragon in the sack of Ganja
Drama brought the soul onto calm Water until the Slaughter
All Psychedelic tracks I bell Platinum
Ring a thing and scattered what the matter bring it sting it
I hit with Wings blip on radar
Meet your maker
The place fake like the Deep State
I gravitate to grab and take to break even
I seen each in be in event sent like beacon
For rent I strap the deacon all beads of sweat then I jet
Back to the lab to jab up in crab something for One to ring
I jelly on the belly for hell to heat over and Soldier
All I cold burn as turn the spot earn the red dot
As fed plots for Pot to smoke I shock
Take a toke and walk the cope with skills as drum fills
Until the bills paid
I get laid and back sprayed rapped grenade
Get paid and made it back with the re up the sack
As fought your stack to magic manage damage brandish weapon
Step into the crew and rep in the brew as said who
I let it flew
All type two my mic drew
In the crowd out loud magnetic sound abound I lock the Pound Click
I clock a stick and rock a blade made for fade to turn Gray
Into each and every day in anyway as say that Sun Ray
Sure is bright at night to ignite the Street Fights with Streetlights
The Streets might bust some heat on as reach each dawn a new day
As bullets came and went like a cent
My photograph meant on wanted posters
I unholster my weapon and crept in
Draw your Gun and end One
As I enter the center with bent airflow
As where it go for drumroll
On the cold morning Gold in the warning
I storm in brave to take out the grave
I got shot and daylight stopped
I shocked the Plot for the talk of the town went around
As every number one as each other got the undertow
We weekend flow with the rings you know
All let the sack Blow for head below
Feel the show amp up like a lamp rubbed
Genie come out so G in the Trees I ski and lopsided glided ride it
Mind hits where I’m from since the decline of civilization
I split the nation in two as red and blue
You wonder who?
My number drew like Thunder Blue as wonder
I slumber in the pool I drew from crews I choose to flew heads
As to bed as turn red like Thug Drug
I pull the plug on the mug as lug the type to scrub back
Rub that one back like a dub sack I smoke the latch lift
I sift into the riff between the Green Bud and Speed Thug bleed for
As each War a tour into the seed core as fed the forest
With more hits than more gets wet as set to jet then
I unload with my fully automatic weapon
I’ve been growing and flowing for a year with beers
Lit it up
Cheers!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (04/26/24 04:21 AM)
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