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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 41 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866284 - 04/26/24 04:44 AM (6 months, 20 days ago)

Every Trip
As led into the clip
For Platinum Drip
I like LSD and keys I float it relocated
The dated head it hated backs that remade the fade on blades
I’m tight in shades though as the rain blow in
All it takes to win is one shot for one hot Gun to rock as numb like heroin
I dead and pull the plug
I got the DARE scrub like a bearhug I tear up on Bud
Locked it for the fair as thug got the air into the club
I stubbed my toe over flow just so you know I smoke Cocaine
Crack as the stack made it max for packs to drug raps
All dope caps got the laps swam advanced
Damage with the hands ran it crisp up the advantage tactic with the Master
I laughter cleanse the factor ends the disaster bet on sentence of Death
As last breath catch it stop to the tragic manage the damage
Vantage Point I smoked a joint and stayed on the coin flipped
Rolled it ripped I took a sip of the thick brew
As said as who bled who in the red drew?
Cycle like crew until the white wall a bullet was all it took
To shook the hook for the mistook as a book read
I’m deadhead I master the rapture as edit the instead of credit
Back to Set It like medic I bandage and stitch headed for a ditch
I ditched the tank and shanked a kid sank over bank
All of this rank to the thank you for your service
I swerve this and burned the list I earned As as Gray Alien pays
I stay in the shade with a blade and a soft fade into Tre Eight
Flipped it weight Mushrooms and Cannabis

Blow up a bottle of Bud
As lot to take it shake that blatant baking on Ace in
The taste replaced the Methamphetamine
As Green Bud all I seen was thugs and beams and lightning bolts
But I’m keen on Drugs
I got the number One for the Sun to bake as Eightball all relate call
On the plate I rocked the fate of the shocked that skate
I roll it ate up the Gold Plate as folded weight
I got the sacks fools make up on floor wax for their big break
As make mistake I took it fate as trust that must Cap
Perhaps with Drug Raps I fully Max on Buds and Water and Beer Mugs
I flow like often with the Raw bent entrance
To defend my Cannabis Habit I chill like a rabbit
I sag in my answer was the fans burn up Word as bird
I come back strike the nerve all locked up on Product
My Glock struck me as Wire as I dire as One Key
But I don’t expire
I lift it Higher the Ganja Fire
Bread as head said life is nice with Feds but I busted Red
As chops for the flocks clocked as talked up the Pot stench as long bent
I meant that when I said it in rap that it’s a fact that
I want a bottle of Bud
No Thugs seen on the flow scene as roll Dream
I’m keen to shock it lean don’t knock it

Catch a skate
Set it five plate as date
Made naked cake it
To break
The take on the place is a goose chase
Wild in it the smooth bass
All taste replaced by haste
Will it make America Great
If we got a Gun as Sun came shining
I’m reclining offa double dot diamonds
I just shine and blind and
As was a cuz for thug to rub the plug up
I got the Black and Gray Sun cuts for fold struts
Into the new moon as room comes for fronts
I bunt the ball as off the wall
All I saw was brawl riot and all
Diet the law as try it I fly hit the Y with the Mind Fist
I got twisted like a J and rinsed
In the display as since the bullets came
I aim with the shot as plot for the Soldier’s thought
On walk for the Sun as rung like a beam flow in cement
The heat is bent and that’s definite
Extinguish the ring gets the sting Sets the thing
I like this on bring the type washed it clean
As I mean I dream of a place where everyone makes do with crew
HAHA!
I blew up the spot and caught all the new
As saw the claws and stuff as buffed over
Like Soldier I turn cold near the fold in the ear
With the Pops!
And shots float what you got


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/26/24 06:52 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 41 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866286 - 04/26/24 03:14 PM (6 months, 19 days ago)

Everyone could use a fused Ginseng Cap
All relief in rap comes back with the sacks of American Ginseng
My favorite as desired I could retire off fire for the admiration
Catch me back at the station
With a flake shed off my head
I raw instead of law that’s dead
I clock it Red knock it Feds up in there
They say Ginseng is legal steer into the peer
I take a look and book for I shook
I license in the crook for Ice and I splice
The device Locked as clocked
All bullets talked as Gun walked
I shot the Ganja up
As on a stun one for fun as run Gun it weighs a ton
I got the black one
As camp hung back and I lamped
I seen as the champ raising lantern
To ash I burn the Pot down as stock
Take it break it Hawk
I’m naked with a Glock I can’t take it
I break hits of Meth all Gray as As left in the spray Guns Tech
I like this Pot a lot
I seen on dots with shrooms
I screw into high noon with the line soon as type swipe the new moon
As gripe with the white stripe I’m telling you
I’m belling through the land as stand I sacrilegious and I demand
The fans of God to wrap up in an odd job
I did it robbed back as witness distance the Trips with skips
I light it Lit
That’s all I got to say before I spit

I cry in Pain
I seen my sign was washed away in the climb to the peak
Just last week I wrote a sheet
I got hit heat shocked all the fleet flocked into the Street
To see a defeat but I reached the top with the Glock and AK
I got the seed to read into the reach of harm’s way
I got bullets spray all over
I seen a Soldier with no delay
On full display
Yo this what I got to say
I slain a lot of Rays of Sun came
With the flame for a name like Blood Aim
I shot the chain frosted cost a lot fools think I tossed it
But I crossed it up I sure enough got rolled and it’s rough
I Soul through the cut
Seen a cold brew under W
I trouble who bell as sucker gel?
Duck your L and release hell
I busted back with the track that bell
I trust my rap
I dust off your map
Seen it sap drip as matter of been the scattered then
Sprayed all over the place by an Ace
Who locked trace I shot in the face
As I block the Glock chase the talk is a race for the top
So I born as torn
Laced like I taught grace
Caught in the space where shit takes place motherfucker

Be bell
Be ballin’
All callin’
For drugs
To make Dance Hall Stand Tall
I release all the cheese and Gangster all of it deceased
As I breeze
I lock the degrees with the ski poles too
As well as combat Gs
I lock that sold rap as Product
I Lock shut
All stock front as got blunt
I got tons of drugs
I don’t need them but I love to be Fresh and Dope
Will it won’t?
Nope.
I don’t subscribe to the drug free lifestyle as I bleed file in
I while in the club and spin
The dial begin to profile when

I dropped the silent client for defiant
I’m a giant in the pliable Game
As when I aim
Yo!
I got it claim
The shock to Pot Smoke
I choke the tokes down and one round
All I got is case closed now
I seen the power tower
I drink Water
Take a shower


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/27/24 05:29 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 41 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866291 - 04/27/24 07:08 PM (6 months, 18 days ago)

I stand with God
With no fog to bog down the mind
I shot it line
I spot the dime
Before rewind I seek the heat find what incline
Beneath the Car Seat or on The Street
Makes all children weep
As across I keep
Sleep in the sheep counted
Rounded the fountain and drank out loud with
Palestinians and Jews
Lighting Hashish Pipes not a fuse
To a bomb
All like this I thank my mom
I roll dice slid into dead calm
As wrong as strong arm
I pull the farmer up as charmed as lucky to fluctuate stock and rate
I shock you ate the food on your plate so I make
Good
What would I say to you today as a Gun Relay
All Speed Spray up in the bleed
That’s something for Seed to complete
I shot a white sheet to drum beat
To release heat
And stomp my feet
As I shock the stock you take as bake must make a receipt
I clock the fleet as talk is cheap
I mix the beat
As long as Street Thugs are on

I’m a Vegan
An awfully staunch Vegan
I began to tremble and shake when I ate the steak
I worked on a farm and break down the long arm
I strong arm seen it
Beams lit up bright
At night the thugs fight over rights to a hard won Gun
That get the Yard spun for details as Sun
Sum
All things from a diet that you gotta try it
Americans fight over riot squad as God take place
In a law I embrace Raw diet
As I quiet as kept creep through
Illuminated who made it
I clip raided the faded past bladed
I switch the naked hitch as a Spliff
I light and twitch
If
It’s laced with Meth I don’t half step
I seen Death and Breath Kept back like reckon in a second
I ate meat and flex the beat steppin’ on concrete
I lawn mown and grow on the Street
Blown away by the Sewage
It ruin the who in this flew into rooms with no window
My meat was raised in a cage like Kinfolk in Prison

A Psychedelic Fade
This one is made braided into layed back chill like flavored snacks
I take it tracks with Blood Raps are dated
Sound strange to kid who never made it
I Tre Eight hit the majors
I flavors in the type that’s ripe
Tropical all the Pot I pull in
Like a Bulletin
You seen Steel you win
It’s all Fission until I Fuse in tight grooves
Kick back relax light smooth
I saw the sooth of the Wax drew as backs flew
All over
I sight the night flight like shoulder weight
I sold a cake to bake and make it naked
No mistake it’s made with Blades and Blood
All thugs relight the plug in tight with fights that rub
Backwards
All tracks jerked until in fact I murdered last shirt was stained
In the rain with a soft chain I light this brain
Come explain how you rain Bullet all over the fullest fit
Hold it quit
You rolled up sit down and shut up
I make the cut up
I stroll with one nut
My Gut upchucks Bucks like Cash
I made the Stash of Grass
Way back in the past and I mastered it
Plus I Hit Psychedelic



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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/27/24 08:54 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 41 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866294 - 04/27/24 11:26 PM (6 months, 18 days ago)

I’m Zen
As I float into the lens I use to move product
All law saw this as construct
But I bomb buck the truck with the ruckus after much more
Than War torn
Into the unborn that’s sworn
I like this storm that take the floor by the core till it flipped
I Tripped the hits
Water I mixed with the difference
I sifted in it Lift the gifted up
I Lit in the stuck duck as a hockey puck knocked out teeth
With a Glock release all the bomb stuff it cease
I Locked up I shocked the system with long envision the Bong Smoke
Again as I load up intend to show my sho’ nuff
As I Blow cuff
Don’t know what to say about the stuff
It blows brains and Sold as Psychedelic rains about the type I Gel It bust
I repellant of the understanding branding the land just for the hell of it
I L into bits
That hit
I got the block ripped
I shocked a chalk mark knit the Hawk one mark
On the sit there and stare into thin air
As the Thugs disappear

All life grills in Ice
Shot twice
Smash on the last Dragon to tag in this wave flag and dance
I took a chance and braved the spirit that tears drip from
Where’s the Gun?
The Gun is with Sun all light this like this brung
The type twist I hype and flight with the Thai Sticks
I loaded clips I sighted Trips
I might as well spit
I like it like hot grits on the Top Flips in the 6
Made a mix and played with blades brave ever since
I waved the flag and staggering how the Dragon Claw in the law then
Is to draw down and light the Crown

I Soldier round came off hard
As a shard I spot the card pulled
As full of the Stars I shot the arms for tarnished
Harnessed the power to sour stay lit with flowers cave into the save the children
Wielding the sword of compassion I last in
This rap class I dance and scattered chance
For the avalanche I got the stance to make it glance
Give Peace a Chance!

Hashish Fast!
I’m the last link in the Platinum Chain that sink over the brink
To spot the thing I rock
Shock I Wing on the dot proclaim the same in game
I light as flame and shocked my Tai Chi walked all over
Soldier with the fortress I tore down trust as amplify the mind
I dust
I ripped the rhyme as time went on my song got strong
So I flipped a Bong to Light It Stronger
I no longer support any War to any core
I light this in store is the bright, hot Sun
Release you from the East I spot the beast as they come
I stun with the sheet complete as all heat gets it done
I’m frozen
Like a statue with all the at you Crack grew as a sample
But I’m ample with Ice I ran full off the device
I shocked the spice up
I ran it slice up enough lemon lime to rock it
I’m the heated topic
Degrees as all Platinum reinvent the stat then
I track when I seen a War Weapon
I step into the crept through as God Bless You
I stop all Sets drew weapon with armor
I flipped the barn door open
As I soak in the rays of the farmer
Let’s end the alarm
Word Up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/28/24 12:51 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
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Last seen: 7 hours, 41 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866295 - 04/28/24 01:46 PM (6 months, 17 days ago)

Blows with the wind
Flows to the next of Kin
Rose blooms as Soul looms over the prospect of War
In the tour through the War shots ring out and Pops sing no doubt
I shock it shout about it rounded up to the down Trip
All of it now sit with the Congress and President
It’s evident that War is in store as a resident
Evil
I call through people like the sequel to the stick with quick
Sharp Weapons caught a true as slept with the left Wing Brew
As guess who the stress drew back flew the caps
Totally uncool
In rap as school I shot a dap to the strapped
I max in the relax as float the tax efficient
Rhymes they rinse in this soft Water Platinum
Soldiers scattered with the cannon
Some survived and ran it live Purple Heart dive
I saw the strive to lift it tribes with the slip in the ride
I’m denied as raw as rawhide
I spot the climb into the mind to find the jewel
All tools in this ruin flips as true to exist
I seen a Spliff Passed around I got Grass from the ground
To the top of my head as split second sound the gunshots found
In the Jungle or anywhere where bullets tear through
You best beware you and your crew


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866296 - 04/28/24 09:01 PM (6 months, 17 days ago)

:lolwut:

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OfflineSolid Log
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Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
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Re: poem [Re: Jenny]
    #866299 - 04/29/24 05:46 AM (6 months, 17 days ago)

Break forth
Dare your terror scorch
Beware of forks in the road to told
Anyone grow old smoking bold Ganja?
Sold!
I rap about and the caps come out
Strong arm alarm
Darn!
I pull the yarn and the farm come undone
I likely to gloss over one
As the Gun hum
I got the numb
For cycle
They call me Michael N
I rifle then I stifle the edge
Break over the ledge as I soul my soul standing on the ledge
Waiting to jump
I’m not a punk
I got a chump in the dunk waiting to sunk
I strike the lump
Yo you got jumped
By the gang that don’t hang
The bullets whiz by
The Gun just rang
So I stang and flipped the thang
The bullets had no name
I release in flame
I got myself to blame
As I chill in the range
With something strange
I practice blades
I’m hard to fade
I Soldier with the brave
Caught like a slave

Meth
With all the beat salts on Water
Streets stretch and onward
I’m gone
Bird
Wax a nerve and strap till 3rd
I back still it curve
Sack’s a nerve on strap that fold math
Up squared
Dared to scare as bullets blare by
Hit it aware night and day
Sigh
I dismay at eye
Funny Gun heat on Street
Run the beat complete
You can’t compete
With this ease in breeze
Make cheese
Catch disease
Caps sneeze all over Gs
I like this ski
Hype to Trip up triple Platinum
Got the sack and spun
The Dragon
On 9s and rap styles they won
Child
Children get addicted and still grin
Life’s a sin
So I begin within
To light this bright
My next of kin at night
On sight
Get shot in the right arm
And take flight

Mushrooms
I eat a big OZ
And roll in Heat
Down the Street
I copped the stop up
Shot the lock off
I block soft as raw
Shot up the law
I seen it sure
I defeated backs they beat it
Tracks I meet it up
The Street cut that seeded
I got a Ganja Plantation
Slip down off the nation
With the vacation
I take it skate it on high dose
OZ
Close to comatose
My rap flows increase
As snap closed
My back rose in sacks
That’s Platinum
I rap and rung one jack up
The max up
Yo
You can’t light this Map up
Unless you seen it
I’m Green with the hits
That clean up
Split my beam up
Ganja and Shrooms
Go together outside of rooms
I seen the treasure type leather
To soft as light as a feather
Bright with the weather just right
I fully flight on
When I come down
Sight long
As grown around town
I’m star bound
Flip with
The Triple Crown
I take dips with the Pounds
Of Ganja


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/29/24 10:02 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 41 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866300 - 04/29/24 10:40 AM (6 months, 17 days ago)

Spic and span
With a jam from Iran
Back to boogie
I took Heat in the Desert
Left your check wrecker
Back to sector for a lecture
On Techs born
With Treasure
Left your bed score as leather
Patent black ink
Sack the last link
To the stacks with the minks
We love a diamond necklace
As back bread hit the sack
Leftist
Rap on the hectic schedule
That bled a fool dry
As head pull up
Y
I’m dead in the meds
I fled into the Red Zone
For my head clone
I’m all night with the bone
From the Gun I’m prone
And roll shots
Like thunder with the tone
Blown from under the rows
Of clones of Sativa Trees
Waving in the breeze
All tight Gs
I light this and freeze as I write with
The Spliff might just pick up
A stick struck the hits what?
I been bucked off and long
With a strong arm
I Gun down your whole farm
And flatten your barn
With the back draft from Darn
That sack’s fat
Alarm

LSD-25
Deserves it’s own case study
On Money I Trip
Seen it in a grip
Of tight ship
That run with a ton
I Sun on verb that’s one
I heard
Back burner
As blast turner the last
Churn up
I Earn Cuts
As they work in the circus
I burn to bits
On a real dose as close
I suppose I froze up
But I chose struck by the rose
All copy stop heat
On the Street on top of the Gs
I topple with Trees
Can’t stop you degrees
I light it lock you
My block grew tight at night
The stock blew up on the market
I park it in the arc sit
I farthest target to hard hitting
With award winning rhymes
I seen colors melt
And breath as seen and felt
The breeze blow
All I need is a few sheets
Of the LSD-25
I tried in Venice Beach
I rocked the East Coast
Smoked Trees and toast
To the Weed it grows
All on top of this Trip I froze
Platinum with scattered atomic
I bomb Trips the sonic
Entrance the bomb get chronic
I’m sponsored for the bird

Cocaine that crossed
Soldier in the range that lost
Seen a blade rearrange
I strange flow the name Blow
All show light this flow all White
I seen a sight on gleam on write
With a broomstick
I cleaned up the floor as core quick
Abstract
Bring it back
The Ganja Shack needs this rap
As bleeding Gats the ceiling caps
I mean off the dap for relax
Chill jacks and ill facts nil
I sacked up Crack Cocaine
Light it propane I flight in
The Wing the undone one Sun as Gun
License from the slice up
Lemon Lime
I Lock a Time I had into a big bag
I smoke it prefab with the heat stab
All sheets flow at least 3 a cabin
In the wagon I got the lag
So I had to roll Cocaine Flow
All I need in a clone the beads of sweat
As forget the brain blown

All on loan I shot the phone up
Grown ups flip the flow enough
To roll strut the whole once
I told that stunt is cold
I light this bold
Cap raps
I cycle the map strikes you
I type to wipe true
As hype as crew knew that
I fluid with rap
Turn fools blue and black
With bruises I tune into this
Movie I max on new heat
On the Street to a dope drum beat




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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/29/24 01:46 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 41 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866301 - 04/29/24 03:16 PM (6 months, 16 days ago)

I made it click with my Aqua
The block burner all turner
Fast to earn last to furnish
Churn slow as curve in the flow
I right this row
Of tight
Money might
Bleed on keen insight the breed
Takes flight
On bags of Weed
I get it tight
Been about to bite like last night’s night
These devils slighted
I mic with the tightest
Write the heights come light
Seen it to beam in the lean in
I team scheme with the dream of herbal
All burns infernal till I
Kill all black will
Tight as a sack of magic
With the bag it
I tag it toes up
Like death blows came and went
A cent off the spent for invent
I tight as rent paid
In the grade my fresh blades
Did you get played?
Never that
I’m smooth like suede
Write it A
Maximum grade with the left paisley
Pattern like the rings of Saturn
I lit the lantern
As all can burn and learn
The turn into true as wind blew
The issue is crisp cool
All drew back vegetable
Sell stable as able
I got the fat cables
I rain and gel
Capable
To swell and bust
You can tell I might just

It’s a Seven Deuce A
Juice Party
With Magic Dragon
I raise the flag and wave it
Hit the pavement
Saggin’
Brave went my wagon days and nights with tail lights out
I spit a round about
Way I shave with blades
No doubt about fades
Afros and play a hand of Spades
Made grades
With the lift in this classic
Had to bag it back up
My sack of Magic struck
It’s tragic
Buck off all the manage that the car wash you fronted on
I bang a Gong so hang on
We about to Trip
Natural Juice and Water drip
It’s factual
I’m from the back I pull
Sacks they full up
A Yo!
I got the halt
Stop
I fin to Pop
Proceeded to rock jazz collect stocks in the magazine
Had it on the team so I baggy pants dance
Got a Tie Dye T-shirt habit B work the Dragon
Knee Jerk
It’s how I had it been

The four four
Pours war to the C-C-Core
I sighted floor
Stop the mop up to luck up product
Soul rocked dropped the topic was Fighting
Rhyme writing
I Wingtip
The Ganja Trip I’m on got me long
All day long
I stick the three prong in
My bong been heavily used
I was abused as a kid
Ran it trigonometry
I bomb it be candid
I ran slip

With classic cars
You could see stars in
I’m up to par finish the fight and win

Edited by Solid Log (04/29/24 11:53 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,951
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 41 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866305 - 04/30/24 10:46 AM (6 months, 16 days ago)

It’s a circus
I meet man in command out by the land
My true as branded
With scars
Cars pull up I hit it in the Yard and Lifted tracks off the hinges
Back menace the sacks with the entrance
Flack for the fact as Red Made said it to the grave
I fight it for the slave
Right with the tight crisp
Flight risk
You could get shot six in the morning as touring
The War Won
My sword is a gun I come from
I’m lightning with the tongue
Sun
Shines through the lines of enemy finds it deadly that for crime is a penalty
I shock to talk true as mop up with the stew
I like this to type twist up
I risk cut from the friction
My 6 I the wicked kick back
Feel the acts as trapped
By wrapped up by
By the time I cold crime
Soldier stopped on a dime
I folded rolled with the Trip as Mind Drip
I’m in this tight thick with rhyme
So I signed

I need a perfect case
As bled my Ace stepped without a trace
Kept back and Set
The rip tracks
Mix and match the static
Had it I the Dragon
I flagged down whip it round
I got the Crown
I sight with the tight grip
Money Down
As light sip
I run true as brew into the fuel
I tool with this witness
Flipped this bird as curved
Sighted served as White Bright at Night
I turned out the lights
I sighted back as Mac
Tripped the Gat

Seen it fold flat like behemoth
I sold Math to Genius
You best believe this
I receiving end like fetus dead
The easiest job was to control the crew like smog blew in Los Angeles
I bog down in the swamp as comma
I bomb a run on this strung
I get it a ton
Guess which one as Head Trip like Sun
You dead with the clips for Gun
Stick em in and see you Gangster Kin
Dead on the ground with a round in the head

By design
The line from it
Cometh forward
All War earned to turn
I slice I roll dice and burn
Shot the Ice up for eyes to try it the riot
Has it bag it
The dagger handed
Was one way to this day as stranded in the place
About face
Laced it taste it
The fate is Trip for Drip Brains lit in lanes
I’m coffee all the sweat came as left lane
Tripped it dead flame as sift through names
I disdain all rain of bullets to full hits
I pull with the tug as bug
Drug a rugrat
Up the thug cats got max and tracks run
I attack with the Gun
As sack I hum from it
I run it up the middle like a riddle
I shot the kid little to sit true as flip through and lit on brew
I could knit cause glue to stick to crew
As Lift saw it blip on radar
I stay hard as came card
In the aim discharged weapon
Cause it to threaten men
Soft as wet I jet back on the Set
With my Tech 9
But I like Ganja just fine
Rewind


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866307 - 04/30/24 07:07 PM (6 months, 15 days ago)

The Fire makes me nuts
Brave as Fire waver in the wind
Savor the cooked grill as chill
I make amends
I light this to right with the herbal blends
I brew the tea to see with
Recite Speed Script
As lead Lift off the ground soften
Profound
I hit the boss when I toss out flame in name
I gloss over no blame to cross over into raw
No shame
I mock the money aim as talk funny with Gun Heat
Crew down the Street flew a beat and chirped real cheap
I work it down to the fleet as top the topic bleed
I stock it
The shelves with hellfire
Lit the desire to retire and catch on fire
You think you get it higher?
I split the Dire Dreadlocks
All heads lock into one as said beat box
The realm as I descend into Hell to see the fire
Flee from the Gun
I seed from the meat hung on a hook
Like the good book said
We light and recite baptized by Fire
Holy Spirit
Water
I dip into the Trip through as I slip cool

I embark on missions
To astronomical levels
In the Heavens
I’m tight with Methamphetamines
All my steps 9
I blind rewind that
I can’t see past the rap track
I bleed
We can’t have that on hand recede
Into bladed awareness
All my blades dare Trip I’m Chi
I call them Razor Sharp G the blades
I light this like lemonade
In the sprayed lay back
Chill on tracks
And on wax
Recite the tactics
Of tax
That right back at it
It’s tragic
Flipped the flag at half mast
I blast the tight trap in half
I savage damage
Ran through manage
To damn true as jewel
Into the Blue
You could guess who I left you
Back at the maze
I Grays
Light this mic stays up and sprays
To this day I decay
I don’t play
I murder anyone in the way
With no blood
I feel this to the day
I got the 8 steps from Cannabis
Run 8 tracks back and damage brains
On Magic with Mushrooms
I slipped it dusted back and trust that straight from the wombs of Gong Fu

Hashish Eating
Water Drinking
Always Thinking
My mind moves in Platinum links and I brand label
Called off the shelves to rebel
I tell a story of how I caught core heat
To the beat
I love to smoke Weed
But I’m a Hashish Eating breed
I mic up the best seed for the feed in true
Off the soft it’s how I cough up
The lost soak in blood saw it cut up
And must that
Back as Gun rap
With One map
I seen a thumbtack
Split on the gummy black as edible Heaven
All splendid relax and dead dinner as winner
For beginner I knock you as sinner
I shot the thin air
As DARE crisp as flair
I mic is bare white and tear through the nights
I take night flights
I’m polite keep it tight
With the right to bear arms
But all mine you can’t see like Sunshine blind and scare with the yarn
I like a Vet as Set
Back in bread to wax the head
Splash one lead off the cross
I fed the boss as tossed
Flipped it to the sauce
For the boss as gloss
I know a crew that likes floss


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866312 - 05/01/24 09:15 PM (6 months, 14 days ago)

Cash
And all your crew get payments check
I click it
Oil slick it
Write the digits on this old sheet
As rolled beat
So sweet come up like gum underneath
With no teeth I wipe this stripe this
Mic this up hits
And thrice licked
And twice skipped
I get the roller on the hip
I dip into Trip
I’m sick go the nick of time
Gun rhyme that spits this sunshine
Here comes one time
I bust it mind and dusted back
Straight from the sack
The gat plus the hat
And feel the stats
That bleed like tracks I lead on perhaps
Show and prove seed long so be gone
I write it read wrong as sighted
Flight with the inside
I ride the hang glide
As someone rips it ride
Flow in tide
Ebb and Flow hydroponic Blow
My garden gets it hard in the charge then
I rendered large ends
For the bread as Set
Back with the map folded hold it
I sold it
Back and bold with it
Gold dig it
Finger on the trigger
As shiver
Crack like bigger realize as eyes wise

I burn in the flame
What’s my name?
I got the real Platinum chain
React with gats to the cranium
As they blame some dumb bum
Who never seen the Sun as One Come From It
I got a ton of hits I could drop to pop
I Soldier shocked by what cold brew does
As was I light this up doves for peace
In the receipt I top beats on Lock
I tight it to the top
I used to eat shrooms in stock with grooves
I chalk it up to the spot I rock
For topic I pop it again
As I send the violent back in silence
Whack that ass like class
You style in it
I don’t like this
Isn’t it indecisive?
I split the mic’s read
As bread cold feds head up
I love the juice and soak in but
I hope to take a toke again
Of the roll you end
One hit of medicine make you see God
You Veteran then

Just like the rings of Saturn
My proposal turns Global
We got a Moon and soon choose you use one Gun?
I got Suns as run from the come back later skater
I pop one in the ate you’re up run
I Sum
All lightning come from what White Wing
I done sing the chorus before us
I just tore and bust
You could trust that I came back scattered atoms
Layed back I got an 8 track as fade the map
Not all MCs can relate to that
Why I got the gat
As I seen God on tap with the strap leaning tactical
My max missiles with fistfuls of cash and sizzle
Last I dazzle like drizzle people fizzle out
They ain’t seen God I shout
I run the route downtown as One Down
I like this rounds shot off Ice and I’m Starbound
As far as town
I heard the sound come around
Crews hit the ground when they move and clock the Pounds
I Lock it
Tip top with the stock I shock Trips I Glock four four
I like this on tour and swore I’d never hurt anyone with any Gun
I seen God like the Sun


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866317 - 05/02/24 02:13 PM (6 months, 13 days ago)

Allah lights the Sun
I burned from it
To turn the stomach I got numb hit up lungs with Cannabis and Meth
I’m like this type left over from the Cold War Days
It plays in my mind as people held behind against their will
People kill people
It will never be equal as fair man
I tear up the plans of man and grip bare sand
In my hand it pours through
Just like you torn grew in crown of thorns
All like this born Crucifixion
Jesus shared his wisdom
I dish in so listen
I’m the Prophet Mike with the flip the ice hype
Like Listerine I chill the Gingivitis
I light this up like a truck I’m rugged
I’m tough and drugged up a lot and Soldier Shot
I hold it on top of the plot to stop the slaughter
In short order I seen man and woman sorted
Through as torn in two
Heart weighed on the scale
Shall all man and woman prevail?
Life will tell the tale
I live life like a Sailor admiring the Waves and Winds
I dare brave the Sins of Man and Woman
As you shouldn’t you couldn’t even
So I cement and be and stay bent on the fence with my incense
I bought from a Rasta
I chill and chop it up and eat Pasta like Mafia

I start an art movement
Martial Art I’m a student
I ruin it when I insert the clip
I shot the dip the truck stuck in mud I thud
Into you on a drug in two I plug
Just like that tug
I bust up a nug and smoke it
Ganja notice the mellow flow and low stone
I prone to call on phone
I’m of the known species
All grease these as reach keys
I shot it breeze free like through the trees I sneeze
Bless you as I left brew back at the rest room
I chill with zest I Gong Fu
The method so wreck it
Like Traditional Chinese Medicine
I Lock a lean for better scene and days
I amaze with my will and stays pays
I flip the blaze up
To the raise cut in the funk
You get sunk
I dunk into the trunk for the Gun
I got it to shot it up I’m product
Of the city
All gangs in it stay gritty in my city thugs liftin’ keys
And like this I strike with snakes hiss I’m righteous

I like to soar the Great Adventure
Lance my enter as take center stage I render
Through the ages as pages blazes
I Set it days in
Night like light stays in lamps like champs
I’m brazen with amps
I chant chants and dance dances
Lift the man child as wild
To style in the file I the folder for colder days
As ways to spread it phase so dreaded
I’m leaded with my bullets
I got em I got the shotgun I love I rub up against
Against the fence I lean and smoke Green Bud
Ganja plug the thugs one on there scrub em off
Some people think I went soft but I’m the boss
I’m lightning like cost
I excite the Wings into flight I pull stings
I delight in the treasures
The precious jewels and metals
I settle for a crown I roll down the window and yell hello!
I like jello
I feed the flow as red glow
I’m heavy metal
I scratch the record sell Gold the lecture unfold
In your sector while I wreck cold
I bet your thumbs fold on sold
Fumble the weapon you get rolled


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866320 - 05/03/24 12:36 AM (6 months, 13 days ago)

I been fucked up
I don’t like that shit
Sho nuff
I blow puffs
I roll rough because of disgust
With enough stuff I seen
Who hasn’t puffed Green Bud?
I seen a Thug
Methamphetamine
Gats you seen like on Cream
The static scene with the flat you lean
But I don’t wanna see anyone fucked up
With guns and knives
And ruined lives forever as shocks the severed head
Locks this feather bed
I rock you blood loss like cost topic
I pop the rich up
And stock rise with the eyes that lift cause
Of the buzz I got as a kid

When I light the lantern
All the fans burn from it
The light shed as red as tight as headpiece glass
I smoke Ganja through as master
I past your dashing reason
For treason 
I stay Ps in this cement
I heat the bent invent the cent for a dollar as scholar
I sight the follower
I flight as taller than right wing scholar to the height bring all of yah
I swallow yah up in one gulp and culpable
I rock the liable that’s Tribal
Flip the Homicidal Murder
That’s 3rd further I burn yah turn the spot earner on the dot
I got on your head
You dead
I roll up with lead and stash for the meds
I never lack
I’ve even tried smoking crack

It’s too painful to cry
So I recline into the design
See hypnotic patterns scatter
My mind
Into the bind the whole mess left me with a Rolex
I told specs to operate step that Glock you ate
I shock on a plate I stock weight
Relate as dust
To trust for the flush relax bust
Map off it
I toss it and move onward
I’m gone toward the protest
To join in flow sets in as the roll let’s begin
I stroll with the kids
I light up lids of Grass as Cannabis Stash
At last we made it
We tight with blades and guns and close shaves
I mic up the slaves
To give them a voice as I talk choice product invoice I got it


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866321 - 05/03/24 04:06 AM (6 months, 13 days ago)

A Nazi
With no Pot Spit in the breeze as thought
I release degrees taught to cheese
On wheels I peel the steel back
As in the fields trap for high yields
I yield a wield a weapon on 8 diagram steps in
The left end
I mend the cycle bend all the hype to type as lead pull out like psyche
I lift the bike speed up
To type tuck
Stuck into the front or back for a sack of magic
I seen it an addict I freeze magnetic
Stacks I set it for I wet it
Don’t forget it
I stop on credit
For the Lock that’s leaded
Deadheaded
Back I sent it skate
That red blood the Dragon on 8
Thug Gangster with the Hawk and shank
I sank over the anchor
To the tank core as ran more in War

I’m gonna chain smoke
All feeling all ceiling high is busted as EYEBALL crushed it
The Y solve Bikinis
That’s so involved
I seen these
Trips on Skis lift the heat then drift
Across as I lost in the Hazes
Sativas
I redid my Speed up just to chill bleed in the cut
I mean it
I beam split
The Zenith of the cream back on Spliff
I light wrist
I’m type to roll up twist Js
While they murder display
I lift tools up screw into the fuel truck
I rule it in duck
I got this Mango Pluck as entangled
Struck by the jingle jangle of the Chains
This explains the Weed Smoke
That God brought I thought
I bust blow down doors to cores
I Lift with a Spliff I light it pours
As I drift across the hits I took got me shook

Chill
We got Sativa Blue Freeze
Up the sleeve and lock a lead on proceed to flow heat
I’m up the Street waiting for customers to blind one more
They soar on my product
A lot got cut and showed it
Fronts get blown off
I tore down the door in this War
I’m equipped with four four
I Tripped it core
I sipped it down around
I’m just coming up from the ground
I sight a sound
I seen it to the starbound as easiest to reach it’s mad Genius
When you Puff Pot believe this
I just redid the flush like Jesus
I feed it’s like Speed isn’t
You wind up in prison so I Locked decision on Glock
I flow stop the sure shot
All like it or not I for it rock the Spot
On the dot I made the grade for Plot
I chill in the shade


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866343 - 05/04/24 11:40 PM (6 months, 11 days ago)

One day
I was sippin’ a root beer
Press play
I heard a new DJ
His beats were dope
So I Tripped on some smoke and choked until a bone came out my nose
I planted some rows of Ganja
All I topped I stopped the Cops at the roadblock
I spit one off the top
Show stop
For flow you need a Glock
Know nots get blown out the box with sure shot
I floated across the block as I take stock
I license with the lock
It’s got to pop before I stop
I hold Pot
I spotted the shock wave
As I clock I’m brave
I could die any day
So I light up a J

Meth is great for staying up late
All nighters inside flight type riders
I come with designer drugs that thugs unwind off
I cough
I’m the boss of the raw jawbone sticking out
Lifting the down crowds to come around
Stand your ground smoke Pounds of Pot
This Meth got me hot like savage I rampage
Around the corner on the damn stage
Call the coroner
I was born with word up
Heavy birds on 3rd duck my nerves plucked
I don’t give a fuck so I struck by lightning twice
I roll dice and fiend for this Ice
That gleam on the bikes I ride inside the mind
I come from behind and at least find some grease
Rewind on some bleach brains all I say is
I want to stay up late
So I can Fast Water and gravitate with Golden Armor
I’m from the farm and charred in the bar as scar
Leaf blow around the Yard as easy as hard
Smoke a few shards then smoke Pot
Flip the cards on Soldiers all ball unfolded
Roll Gold Dig the trigger slip and skip the bullets
With Mushroom Trips

I got flocks of birds that wanna rock
Unload on the sold for they fold up top
I clocked the notch
For Soldier as bold there I hold the air cold
I sold on the Golden Dawn
Release a show long as prolong
I flow and you gone
So my shoulder an arm
I got alarmed birds on the farm that curve
That black nerve serve intact swerve
Come back murder 3rd as blackout
With the jack out they fiend for sacks no doubt
A deadly bout about the reroute
This is Blood Sport
I shock and contort the blocks controlled by me and old design degree
I got the energy to rip the clip off
I sip off as crew dip off
I’m at a loss I seen the War and crossed over
Much older than colder
That’s why I flip the Soldier on World War 3


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866352 - 05/05/24 05:24 PM (6 months, 10 days ago)

With money tight I turn white
Flip the light switch to Trip
As a drip
I slip on skids that kids got
I lift on Pot
But even without it I rounded
Curved the amps that served the lamps
That’s bird as thanks
I bust a nerve like sherbet
I slip it swerve hurt the wicked
I mix it up with bucks that Trip it
To the zips
I got the Guns that rock the Suns for shit
I blocked off lots of Sums that thick
In this business I Lift the entrance way
As instance I fin to bust and rinse just as just
I lift the trust back as flushed
Rap that’s dust that I must
Get on the Scene of the Greenbacks
Chill and scene lacks the ill
So I spill blood like thug until one killed
Sliced and grilled
Max a mil
As tracks stay still on wax
Bill that back as real as the stat I cold cap fools deadhead
And max and relax smoking Crack in the back

Lift your breadsack
Then you dead on the map
That checks Cash in to entrance fee
Entrance bleed the money feed the hungry
Go dumb with heat
On the Street thumb your nose to the beat
As something sweet
I done this in a Jeep
I busted peeps back as crushed that in rehab
I seen it still a Drag as prefab
All lifted had the Spliff with it at all times for all crimes wicked I seen
I I Beam like Steel mind dream of the wheel of time
That locks this rhyme up
The Blue Bird time’s up
I signed up on the line for the cut
I blind strut
The bind
I just struck on rewind now
As I find out how to release the fine apples
Create from Snapple
Back to the Sandcastle
I breathe
Believe this I feed to the hiss
That Cream do exist


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866359 - 05/06/24 08:29 AM (6 months, 10 days ago)

My knowledge of Swords
Locks my Chi up
I don’t feed the struck one thump as dump and run with a Gun
I got this Sun like hyphen
I slight bend the twice to half dead back spread
As I laugh I cold cash relax realize the master has it the spazz in it frigid cold
Is how I roll bold with foretold Gold Structure
As puncture make it run one more as War for something I swore on
I wore long the prolong the show strong
I light this flow gone off the Spirit
I could hear it in my ear it’s thick quick the steer the ship
Take a lick I’m lightning quick
Down a sip into a big drink you think
I clink chains and elevate on flames the heat checks came and went
So the beat bent and chained up in the lane crews erupt
They can’t construct Tai Chi and heat ill bust I‘m a freak
So I speak peaceful and One with the Universal
It’s all I affirm in a new crew to aspire to be the Tai Chi

Fools wanted Cream
So I cashed a dream in to be Bent every cent for the invent the entrance
I leave crews defenseless whatever one guess I step into success
That beat reflex heat release into the Psychedelic
I cash a relic back like jelly rap
Hell beats tracks on meet the batch
Lift the latch strike a match and inhale the stash
I got heat to grab
As the whole fleet they stab up to nab up the bargains
All sharks swam in on margin I Trip the Sergeant
I far bent past the mic I steel sent up like a wheel
Everyone plots they feel for real back and sealed that
I peel back steel G they flee off a lead
They lack Speed and tracks bleed all over seed that top ski in
The mountain top alpine slope that shot the coat
On tracks I float back
Note the trap set to nab and grab the flag
I mean it it’s a Drag for the prefab to heat magazines up
With the steam on the cuff I lean as much
In the Dreams you touch
All the schemes I bust

Shrooms on Water Grooves
I got a Spot to Pop
As I feed hot heat into the top of the Lock
I unlocked and shocked as I rolled off
I hold soft tissue this really crisp

With the Gray list all in it twist
Suckers they missed the A
I display tre every day but any way
I get back on some Hay and Set it Spray
Tight like at night in a gun fight
I feed it just right
Set the scene and bust tight on the mic
Head it like that right back at it with magic
Seed the sew fabric all bleed under control
They can’t have it all I seen I glow from the Weed
I smoke I got a habit

All the beans I got I pop and start a crop
I fold up the mop up
To stop up to shock through the cut as top down
One under the Crown as light shines around
The insight like seen it just might beam
I got Cream and all I gleam offa
I soften


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866366 - 05/07/24 03:19 AM (6 months, 9 days ago)

Dancing raindrops
My flame pops
All the Grays lock
I stay on top Remain with the Block Street Creep
As dust off the seat
To touch as meet
One white sheet I gotta reach
Before breach of contract
As seen the song map
As bomb back
I get it gone then strapped
I lead the caps into the tactics
I max shit off the back with
The wicked trick it to fix with
Trip skid slid into oblivion
Get a riddle saw I seen
A greenback stack
All heat jack and feed tracks
All I breed is raps
All heat come in snaps
Like bean bags
I mean mags
All heat frags
Double the fleet up
All I eat up on the cut
That each but I stream front
Clearwater
All slaughter all oughta
Been off proper then nothing can stop yah
I lit a Glock blur as soft as mics they earn
On Ice and that’s word up

I ski low
All the needle turn bleed glow
I smoke Weed blow smoke rings know
I flow yo
I flipped a bro up in the air to catch a stare
I lifted the beware I’m sick kid
I do a bid
The microphone slid into infinity
All the children be grilled and that’s disease
I rap for keys
Back in need a sack degrees
Contact
I spit a bomb rap so all the bomb sack on tracks
Yo mom’s at the dance
Licking sands up
I ran struck the damn Water Truck
A yo pass the buck
I landed and struck
Flipped the cannon bad luck on the witness stand and
I got a brand label
My cables fat
How I get away with that is impact
The Street react
All scene flat with the feed I enhance my Weed and dance
Proceed to lamp
Like Top Breed I clock the Speed
Get off the jock that’s all I be in
The Tree slid and Demons led to the meaning of dead
I spread the blood red around
Flip a round and now I in the town
With a six gun all I draw as Lift Sun


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866368 - 05/07/24 11:04 AM (6 months, 9 days ago)

Buds for around town
You could Trip and skip the block
These dope fiends in shock
When they see me cock
The pistols all I sift through sands and fistful of grands
I got the Sun lands the spot on dot
Will I get caught?
Perhaps not
I max in the slot time
One to pump one time for a front
I got the Gun all the time
Wu Tang in this mind style I buck wild
On Gold child fold then file rolled in smiles
Hold in the sold I got it cold on a plate for fate
Kept it straight like weight sacks
Create bake the bread back as skate
With these head tracks
I mean the meds maps I create
All the Feds Black in a sacked up
Why I run the track cut
To the max but I react shut the case
All the car chase all over the place
With the fresh Ace
You could see me in outer space
Rockin’ the tight laced up Nikes

I released the Shaolin Monk
From his dope deep dish pizza soak
I grown
On the phone I flipped a student loan
This chick like to bone so the spot is blown
You know it caught kids get shot
While I roll on Pot
Ganja
All the bombs I drop got to stop
I could lean up and down the block the scene
I got a Glock so I redeem my structure
As my Gun tore through in War with crews
I’m like that
Kick back swig brews I come right back on tracks
Like lightning
I’m blinding right Wing
I sight unseen tight as Human Being
All my Gs in the cream
Cement got the heat bent
They invent the Street for a beating
I rap as seed the thing
With heat sting all the weakling
I could roll over your seating
I top the real thing with the chalk
Mark outline
Said it’s about time to roll a dime
I got a Sweet Sativa Climb into the Mind
I rewind

My mind sank like
I hit the spike in price
At the Pike Place fish market
I hit the target with clips
Retarded get it started on shits
I bark and lit the spark quick
I mix the tricks back and forth as rich grab for they pockets
I keep it locked clips I stalk rinse the Glock with
The hardest
Flush the armaments
I hard to twist one as lit Sun
I be like a bun to a hot dog
My mind in fog so I release the smog as cogs turn
My life cycle burn I hit the churn
Flipped it earn the mix match
All over the batch I scratch the record
Back and check it
I come back on tracks and wreck it
The Meth Spot intended to stoplight
Hit a red and said tight as medical
Caps credible I stock it to shock it up the pockets
Lift for the rockets I mean it talk switch
They jock it so I hip hop
Rip the arm out the socket
I don’t like it so I mock it
I got the stock Trip
I a lot of the rock and roll Spliff
The topic at hand is grands
So my Sun lands in shades of tight displays of Fighting Skill
I’m ill


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/07/24 12:09 PM)

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