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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866514 - 05/25/24 07:50 PM (4 months, 21 days ago)

Smoke a lot of Pot
Get shot at as you sack up Buds
For Thugs who love to tight rub as the act
The Gangster Mac release track
As fold flat in time I rhyme on climb
Release the blind
I on signed on dotted line
I full shine
Until the time comes I Recline with Guns
The license stung Mike as Icy Meth
Kinda pricey in Set you lock it mics be dead
I hype bread instead of the Glock Red Dot
I pull the plot off like saw dust
As mic is bust
I type to thrust
Until I touch
Hold Guns
And like this I fold Suns
And dice rolled
Control the Soul
Play Rock and Roll
Smoke a bowl of the Ganja as Soul Music
I the type on Moon
Lift the Ice up soon

Homicidal Thugs with No Rival
Crash like Tidal Wave
Thoughts that cave heads in check
Save that breath
I made the rest with the blade sprayed Blood Red
All over the fucking place
Title like Ace that soft as side of grace
I flipped the Mason

Catch your base in the laced
I make it taste great
Feed on the plate for rate of exchange that strange
Thing as a Wing I title sing
I clock the rival like Ding Dong
They hit it up all day long
Like Ping Pong
Back and forth War that scorch Earth
I inside as that burst of Homicide
I ride until tides from low to high
I get High and ride

Blue Star Link
One puff of the Tropical Haze I light rays up
I spit the days cut in the As that front
I got the blades
Close shave as brave
Lit as daylight
In the Sun ignite
On flight to rub magic lamp as amplification
Spinning all out of the creation
The makeshift way shift the place I in
I in it to win it?
I just begin spark a friendship
I dead clip the head
Lift off bread sick as dreadlock
All head clocked I meant to reach the top
Ganja all up and down the block


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/25/24 09:32 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,754
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 51 minutes, 27 seconds
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866515 - 05/25/24 09:59 PM (4 months, 21 days ago)

Pure Stoner Energy
Lights through to a degree seen in dream wake as scheme I bake
Lit the flakes of THC
I crystalline clean with the ease with which I hit Cream up a cinch
I got the benchmark
Seen as Gun dark as farm as barn door
I light War up so you could soar in the Cut
I leave more cases shut
As bases loaded all packed tight like explosive
I just might comatose stone to the bone tonight prone to get it right
I condone the bone smoking heavy toking lead it open
Out in the into center the rhymes are bent there
Splendid all over the air I mic this bare witness
I flip this Light it Lit sit up like Christmas I got the gift
I light up a Spliff
It’s as simple as this
I take no risk when I sample the ample Ganja Herb that’s word up
Plus I turn Bird in the cut when I practice my Martial Art

Splifferific tidbits
And Trips Lit
Sitting on Ganja been on the strong One Lung Bust
As I adjust to the Trip with the crust thick
I bust it back as back exit static
I got the Bikini Magic
I hit it had to skip the jist is I skip the Trip with civilian when I’m Syndicate
I flip the tight knit Gun Up Quick
I light the wrist magic bracelet
Catch a case with the bravest on Spaceship
I just relaced the hit and traces of Spit
Disgrace the face that hasn’t seen as magic
Tragic
I come up Dragon
How I had it
Tag with the spray paint until it ain’t related I flip the faded
Tracks that’s bladed
I’m most hated by most who traded in to see it within the riptide
I Trip in the ride with the Spliff in the Eye
I dissed this guy and did him up some with the Gun Trip on lick I’m sick of
Like a glove I fit Dove no more War and War torn I been reborn

Stark Starlight as one bright shooting star
Across the night sky wet the eye up
With the mind in it done with the done did it
I ripped hit it the Cannabis
Ganja all up in the thing with swing groove and mood for tunes
I lit in rooms Meth to death the hot breath as Mic check
1,2,3
I Breeze through all cheese grew as Speed Slew
The 9 Dragon Wagon with the flag raised
Danger grazed me
Made me crazy funky for Skunk Weed
Now and forever the Martial Treasure as Soul can’t be measured
I sack up the fresher the Product I locked up stocked it
My favorite all Sun Rays inspect everyone smoking High Grade
And minds made chill
As wax as ill back instill with fact
I put Cannabis on the map


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/25/24 11:30 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866528 - 05/25/24 11:53 PM (4 months, 21 days ago)

Ganja is going cross culture
Worldwide
Inside the ride defined by the Irie Eye
You could light it to the sign of the times
I got some rhymes
I signed
I lift in been back terrific
I get it Trip with
Magic
Had it to bag it
Mic it magnet
I had it had the best
As test the flesh of the Gods
I mic as odd
Till odd job
Corn on the cob
The lights get robbed of the nights
Of frost with the cost
I froze toes up
With rows of the Product growing
Showing law under the flow
Wings Golden Kings
Rolling Spliffs
Lift that into the track
It’s a mismatch
With the Cash

I got the ash
And heat it Fast
Water and Ganja

Everyone under One Sun
Prefers the Herbals
To chemicals
I let it flow with the whole rolled Platinum Chains
All light in
I stock with the ride in the mind then
I bright with the flights I take on Space Cake
Lifted Eightball sticks called Aced with
I Spaceship make it great get
The plate spin
On the within I stock it to the ten and then some with a Gun
Everyone pulls one as sum from the Sun
I feed back numb
As my Weed sack evaporate into smoke choke
Make it Great
Grow some fine product weight
Yo that’s time’s up
I flock with the flakes of Cocaine
Everyone wants the Cocaine where I’m from
Washington State
Seattle area is where I now dwell
USA

I’ve grown
Blown up
The Topic is Product
In the office you could get lost in this the sausage
Gripped the Pizza all freeze crew as breeze drew
I sneeze achoo!
I tight this do right this crew
Excite in the night and day
Anyway you play I Cash it out with some Hay
Ganja down the way
On display we got the Gray Alien
Sail in the decay
Stalemate when the cycle begin to chain
The brain drips all the way in
I stay in Sun Ray and
To the day I fray rope
Braided back up smoke the choke on
All I shot with I stop go fish
Raw as thunder from under one wonders about that
I rung around as tight on the map as substance
A Yo!  Bust this the trusted
Back finished the flustered gimmick
The limit was ten digits I clock it frigid
Frostbite with it right the second sight
I been real tight ever since my name was Mikey Neides


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/27/24 10:15 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866543 - 05/27/24 10:30 AM (4 months, 19 days ago)

The fire and flames
Light the brains with names
In the record that sector crash course as wrecked in sports
I shock the War up as torn up
Spliff do more to shut cases like about faces
Lit the Ace is the makeshift model
I could full throttle hit the bottle
Get it Maximum like fully automatic weapon
Steppin into the rep and I left end
Back and forth cross hand the torch off
I sport as cost was one soft as hung
Rung that bell in hell proceed to fell fall
As Ball all rotten law the write it brawl
I tight as call the line on mic damage type
The advantage
I ransack bring the track back as fiend for static
Magic up in the Plantation
I could see a nation based on Ganja get a taste and
We peaceful
Masters
Will and write chapters about the laughters and rafters
Hung from it’s a disaster as strum the done deal
With wheels I peel back
Feel the react as be all that as transaction satisfaction
With a strap I seen it like Bikini
I mic this up freely might bust a wheelie
I get it real steely

Drink the Water
As cost as Acid Head
Platinum Chains my favorite
As Trip
I light a dip in the skippy
Get it hipster hippy
As all lit for cheap
I got the need to flee the exit as check back with the tactic
I mastered it
Laugh I lit as tight with the Trips I Drips
Light it lit up
Then excite on Water I chill get it formative ill
I license Dollar Bill as Ice is losing Price
Fast as gas
Chill in task with the tax to the max
Oh man
I seen it jam
Psychedelic past the AM

I steel the way in with Gunspray all over the place
I seen crews light up laced Ganja stews
With few brews
I mic this to the type I slip up the Trip
Seen it thick in the mix
I fix back the list Sackage
Major Ganja advantage

I used to Bang
On chocolate stick as trick
I map the lack of
Stacks does the backup plan was
To Sack up
But I couldn’t get the Cash up
To Master Again
So I wrote Ice as ten
I mic up when I roll the Dice and shot with the device
I lifted stripes red and white
Get it tight to flight
All seen as this Gun Beam
I got it full steam
Now I do Cream
Tight the Soldier as seen
In file folder to get Colder
Back as boulder roll over yah
I Told yah so
I hold in the front row for the show
I light it to death row
Know you get excited when the Ganja is lighted
I stop the violence movement
As soon as I wet
I kick the tune in the groove you could bet
We chill on fresh
Kept back
Take a step back
As I Green Bud all off the map
It isn’t a Drug
It’s a sacred plant to the amp
I light Lamp and seen the man scram and hold your damage on command
Sativa is the new Wing
It was hard to find pure in the USA so I skewer all lure
With the breath as drew back my head High as crew with the Map
And Set with the mind as designed in the lab with the major league players
Rap Rhyme Sayers






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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/27/24 11:14 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866547 - 05/27/24 01:00 PM (4 months, 19 days ago)

Platinum Shades
Platinum Chains
Platinum Brains
Platinum Herbs stay lit as Word
I caught the 33rd circus
I back don’t hurt this track
Is dedicated to Platinum
I overdone Sun
As one run a link
Platinum over the brink
As I ask someone
Where you coming from?
Gold smoke in the lung no joke
I could pull it toke
Get the throat Set for the coat check
All motor hold it there I don’t crept up on slept on
I hit a bong
My left wing writes a song
As def bring the drum
All Platinum Sun
As tracks like this run
I’m so high I’m fly
Done it till you dry and flipped an Eye
Comment on the Sign
Get your mind bent
Platinum through the entrance and then they flex
Back as rest
Check the Set
As Knife wounds crept in the Lemon Lime Slices smoke the Flights up
Ganja on the truck
We Gold Platinum and rattle the scattered off the matter
Master with the plaster to the track Faster I has to wear the Ganja Hat

We need Mushrooms
All busted the hat like Busta Cap
I run the map off the end till they tend
To enter the center
I felt my Chakras as I boxed on Mushrooms word as Bird I burned up
Hit the volume turn up
Pump the sound
People pump rounds into people
I freak you
Take your seat drew as complete KO
Knockout Blow all stop this roll
But hold up!
You need Ganja in the Cut as Soul Shut
The combo brings the bomb slow
I Puff enough stuff to handle the rough angles
I channel through the panel
Lit a candle while people vandalize eyes
I lit the scandal as a man who
Ran true as speak Glue the Freak
The wind blew we stay discreet
Under the white sheet is Drum Beat
Something Sweet after I come down
I smoke the Ganja I bought Pounds
Turned unto Hashish Oil
Solvent all the foil as Mics Lit
Ganja Lit
I kick back smoke a Ganja Cigarette
I rest my case

We got a ball game
On Meth
Crept up to stretch Done
In the funds I wreck tons with Guns
From this Gun hiss
Snakes inch towards as more swords scored
I had the Dragon tour through
As War blew up
In the cut I threw up
Hit the Golden nuggets as Sum Hit
The Gun rep from Sun
I step into the lungs I drew the breath
It becomes the Tech 9
All left designed by signed on ball as call
All follows the hollow spit it tall slow
As glow warm
You’ve been warned
I stormed into the Food Bin drew back the Caps
Seen this match as hatched
A plan to tight scan the land
I got my hand in
The rang sing the plan bid the sag on Acid
LSD
It’s tragic the technique I red flag it
Hit the Bag Lit
Of the magic
Swept up like a broom through high noon
It’s a shootout you root out the causes
I scream and shout out loud
With the hype crews are down to fight
So I light Ganja tonight again
For the third time been this rhyme


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/27/24 03:29 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866550 - 05/27/24 05:09 PM (4 months, 19 days ago)

Yes!
We get the Ganja then on one
I flow roll
Rip the curl all earn the Ball as tall
I white wall wipe off raw
As I stripe cause red and white
I seen the sight as flights taken
Bakin’ in the goods like cake and
It’s a Watery vacation
To spring the nation
Hit up the station
Then get it to the way spun
Around with a Gun
You need to see the Dragon
Ganja Shroom Flag in
With the G draggin’ off the back end
I sacks mend I amended the splendid
Then lit the entrance
I flash the sentence on repentance
I Cash this blessing for lesson
To Strap in Session
I eat the flesh and
Then I rest abreast of the test
Come funk flex with the sex
I get a undress the wound
In the tomb
My thoughts consume
I bought a full Moon

We just chillin’
Waiting for the date
To eliminate the Murder Rate
Seen as blatant facts in the face
I Cash
Make the mash up
My stash cut
I had it with the past but I blast on full flash
I make the last hit that’s it
I cycle fit like a hike up in rent cent as Herb Word
I struck the nerve
Caught a curve and word as Bird flipped the 33rd
Birds will flip until you quit
Kids can’t handle it the Trip
It gets scandalous when the plan is adjust the understanding
Bust
The landing I’m handing the brand ring I sing
I got a license to sting so I King myself
To my health I go stealth wax as welcome mat like a baseball bat attacked!
I rap your crew as true
I max done who back Sun
I Mike
Relax One
I got the Gun
I don’t use it unless a fool choose it
I like the Orange Zig Zag Slow Burning Rolling Papers
I truce with all the Gangs who hang back
Speak the language of Rap
With the Ganja stacks
As max with the facts react back and blacken up a sack and
End the War

Clean
Efficient hit jobs on the heart throbs
I lost it straw sucked through drew in the liquid
As quick kid I shifted
Black to White my sack did tight a slight
I got a swipe of the mic up
To type cut as strut from the function once in
I stump then
To bust it back as end the sacks as max reaction
I fraction pull it in blasted then
I gasp
Amen
As Mike the Cannabis flamer
As the aim heard through the swerve
I seen it tools in the Word as who heard it first burst
I choke the worst I spot it to dot it a lot of the time
As crime wax back in mind I strap defined
I recline as whack as a dime store as fact core
Been to the forefront as stunt
I get the under the seat as reach for heat as lunch
I crunch a crusty sandwich
I brand hit to understand the flip join as hit rob
I got it job the lock bust as thrust
Back into the dust with rap that flushed out buck down


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/28/24 01:24 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866560 - 05/28/24 02:04 AM (4 months, 19 days ago)

Easy Funds
As all breeze runs through dough below freezing cold
I sold wax as the rap told it hold that thought you caught up
In law
Sawdust as topic to trust that scatter matter of fact
I batter up sat in the structure to once more as War
I flip in store that been there before as Hero
I sear slow with the weary grow in the tear heat from flow
I steer it come near it then throw a tear drip
All sip the hit up to written
Sit in the truck back as buck the max within
People don’t listen while I glisten I ripe as friction mic’s ignition
Flights I fix in tight with the might with it height to dip it crime
As rhyme as Lifted blind I’m gifted I riff on it
Dog gone it they say and smoke Hay turn Gray
I relay the play back and fade stacks as relax on tracks
Bleed the maps recede off the edges as facts as hedges bets
As treasure chest I meet the next up

Imagine me with Scratch with Cash
With a big Weed Stash
I proceed to flow see the sew
Reap what you owe is a bleed on the roll
Exceed the fold and breed
That’s told as profit
I stop it up
Rock it then Master take it bake back
As I skate on raps
With the Tre Eight Medallion
Gold Platinum
All I see is Sun and burn one earn
My life churn and turn into
Heard you been through that I flew back
As the truth exact
I’m on the Map
With Screw Jack
I sip with Crew stacks of bills
I chill at will
When I plot the steel
In the peel off
The real cost was the dream you lost
In the toss
I raw stuff
As law rough
I don’t let people touch
As bled the medic had a rush and Set it

The night before last
Closest to the crash
I sold some Hashish to the ran Tree Trip to dip with it and mix medicines
I the Veteran of the head and then I entrance
Defenseless crews are left senseless
Back to breakfast to wreck check and death wish
I branded Sex hit the Mexican Connect for pot on the dot as lick
The stopgap fully auto rap I Gold and on the map I strolled
I rolled over the Soldier to cold there
I bold bare as hold the air on the scare with a song
I’m aware of the Bong Hits and light up rips
I Holy hit the shit I stole heat and Brain Drips
As the same sex marriage is a fair bid
I got my hair did
I just gone tear the lid off the container
To get the product remainder
I’m that type to flame Ganja namer of the Strain there
I blame the bare chest for the error in text that messed up the Steps
Cut back and fed they ducked the rounds for pounds and ounces
Just then I pounces on out loud flip the round Trip Circular
Council Welfare Roll


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/28/24 04:21 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866564 - 05/28/24 04:46 PM (4 months, 18 days ago)

Where the Ganja Grows
You could grow lens and fat flows
That wreck the crowds around town
Scare the shit out of the lounge mode type to explode
In code I rode with the fold
I’m tired of Street Shit like this Beat Hit
I stripped the Street with a clip
I in tight dip right into the mix mics up with harsh strikes
I pluck a harp and type to duck that ruckus

Back bust as the crushed crab did a dab in a taxi cab
I got flab so I stab up
In the cut no answer was advanced core as the stance tore through
I born brew
I light this flew right into the highest space as Ace
I made it laced with the traces of the face in the cut wasted
With red eyes never laced my Ganja Spaceship
Take off like a bomber
All I know is it makes me calmer I rode into the Gold
I sold a Platinum Chain all the matter will the brain Trip in the back lane

Pass the Bong
I prolong on the song to flow onward and upward
I 33rd Bird as Masonic bomb hits no comment
My mom cemented as entrance
Back on the fence Trip a Set Trip
I dead dip as the head skip tracks
Fiend for Maximum Ganja Raps come from One Sun
I’m done
I’m lighting become all the flights sing as sung
I lit a lung up as a stomach that hit as cold called quit
I ball and that’s it
I license lit
I siphon off a bit on that’s Ice I’d rather roll Spliff
Or smoke a Bong
I Ice one strong for flavor of the major league herb vapor
I hit a caper in the interstate there
Crews beware I choose the fluid all and tear into it
Some drink brews hit
I knew it so I loose fit
I cruise missile fizzle the hiss you’ll hear from a beer drinker
I thinker
Plot the kitchen sink as lost on ink I shot the shrink
Top on Chain Link
And Brain over the Brink

As a cripple
I’m like ice on your icicle
I hit you’ll Trip
I seen the dip in combat lip
I blast back attack anyone on my track who’s whack
Talking smack about the homies
Who shown Gs under pressure
Catch your measure pull up fresher
Yo you better than the Veterans?
I wear a weatherman tether to the pen with the den I strike like lightning
I crackle like thunder
I did it no wonder who isn’t what good riddance to suckers
We love each other like brother and sister in this twisted syndicate
Resistance is futile
Ooh Child
You gonna lose a smile about the while I lock up the trial
I cocked back the weapon when I seen the Red Blood Dead
As Drug for thug
I’m licensed to pull the plug


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/28/24 10:40 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866572 - 05/29/24 01:02 AM (4 months, 18 days ago)

We got the D Lock
Number one in the sector
With the Crash lecture on turn of events burn up in self defense
I earned the title
I clock it like Bible to Sum with a Gun
I like to draw from the depths of crept up steps
I get the left hand in effect planned
The Dead in the get then man as lift the sands that drift
I plot the fans for a Lift
I psychic and mic it Up Light a Spliff
I don’t like Drugs
I used them abused them flew through ruins to choose fluid like stupid
I loop it fruit loop with the shoot in the scoot the run for loot
I gotta be a new kid on ruin the bid flew over the Acid
Task as last quiz I unmask the riddle that the hit you’ll get is wet
I serving suggest with the fresh

A Speed Dealer
I could Meth into cardiac arrest in one guess
I lift you flex with checks to wreck one
With your head as a Gun
You Red Blood numb as from the tons of Bullets
Cap it back when you pull it
Out the fullest my bullshit hit the wool clip I dull it
The senses back in defense I check the entrance for left hand
Brand as dead man I get sheets in the plan
I release the scan for murder and your bird further than
Most heard of man I Soldier and I roll and ran the show
Before microphone glow
I reached for it slow
I beat up the cold glowing ring folding cement
Off beats bent heat pay the rent
As keys sent in the went there
I spread in the air for flare to sight unseen glare
From the Sun bare
I light it for Mayor to President
Lacks your resident black in check for left you a cent
To pay the rent
On Speed I invented Heat in the Street
The Gun meet you at the fleet’s kick back and reach the tight center you enter
With dead air I spent a Solar Flare on the tight scare in flight

I want an LSD and Crack Cocaine song
I tried both in Venice Beach
I was within reach of the Grim Reaper from Crack Cocaine your teacher
I hit up the LSD and branches out like a Tree Lyrically
Effective with the section I wasn’t wet and I jet up the block
I stock as Rock Coke
Crash a Gun Smoke that’s dead broke
I lifted the roll up skip the bid like Soldier did
My mind hid from kids as alliance challenge Acid and laugh Trip
The basket case was a waste
As I touch face mean this makes America Great Again
I land like the Alien I Grail back when All Grails nailed into the Heaven
I shock it past 7 to lock it
I block it cock it back talk Crack Cocaine Rap as drain down the lane
I busted brain
Rushed and crushed the hush
Flush that as Gun dap with Sun on the Map
I light it like a Gat I seen the Methamphetamine
All crystalline
Crack is the sack
I got the react like car jack
I fiend for maximum
I light tracks and come back when most can't


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (05/29/24 01:53 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866585 - 05/29/24 07:39 PM (4 months, 17 days ago)

Hollow Tips
Hollow Bullets back at Hollow Heads
Serving feds off meds
Back track as dead with a sack
Max
Chill on tracks with the Black Skull
I flip it take null
I’m back fully
All with the pull heat Gun threat technique
Bet as sweet as 33
I Murder Gs off the office
I tight as coffin
Insight buried I scare Tree Smoking Weed on the Cocaine
I broke Water Mains
As gains flip in rains
Chill in trains traveling the dab will spin my head
A Dab of Cannabis Resin for those not fresh in lingo
I bingo
Hit the ring flow and thing blow up
To roll up like cold cut
I shut case as bass
Flip the taste as waste
Traced
Back to Laced up
This cut from Outer Space but
I down to Earth as a break bust
Came with the magic pixie dust

Floating down a Green River
All soft head
Bullets shed until the red blood runs
With Guns and Ice and the Sums
I murder Ones
Chill in Suns until my mind chill
In fact I’m ill
I will
Of the people to reach the creep through
Weed drew back until the sack was finished
Or diminished slightly by nightly I take flights G
On my Trees
I light it rock the cheese
I flock with the talk crisp
Locked up
Chill the stock rose and you froze
Dip the toes command as understand how the Green River Flows
That stop up the river dam when the fish swam and hit land
It’s the brand they hand it to you
Rip and true blue as new as they loose screws
On the deuce I shoot the breeze with degrees crew seen
I beam on the exit with Stress Hits
Back for breakfast to check this
Floating down a Green River

When I fire up
I fire flame erupts in all lanes
Any language damage the catch caught ran bought baggage of the Cannabis
I ran it twist up
Sit up to written stick in the shift with sifted product
All law tucked the Chronic in my buck
As honest I on this stuff
I run through cut Blue
Like who?
I true as nothing new I muscled crews out
When I rule in the round town bound grounds to hound they found
I come up Solid as the Wall tipped on them
I strong bend off Bong Hits and Songs Hit the strongest when I’m on it
I got the comic I bomb hits as wrong Trip
I don’t hit to fit people equal
I sequel run through meet my crew you sleep in the stew
Reeking of technique Kung Fu
All I thought of was drew back and cough up
I blew up to screw up a fool up
I could hit a tool up erupt
Struck as buck back as matter of fact that’s a rap as I seen jack shit
And back split like banana with the camera click
I clock damage with a Spliff when I riff on tracks dip the graphic sack with it


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866588 - 05/30/24 09:41 AM (4 months, 16 days ago)

Cap
Get the Jacket and Hat
I Ball and got a Blue Dragon
I got a skill that can’t be fucked with
I buck a bit off as suspect
I cost a lot to dot from the lot of Sun
I like this in a bun
I run my car
As far as a sparring challenge I wax as malnutrition on physician
I on a mission to bring the real back with hiss in the track
Feel that with real rap
I peel Caps like that
I mic up
Peaceful
All clock a lead drew as top as seed grew
I want Cannabis
Ran it since I had it the magician with the hat pull rabbits out of
I count down love for Gun in the Glove
I could push and shove but I smoke Bud
The Holy Smokes I take tokes and break folks
Jokes aside I ride at night
I fill in the flight and fly high like a kite
I just ignite
Steel in the White Wing deal
I walk again and seal shock it crippled past the dry you’ll get Wet
It’s a sure thing no bet with Gold Wings
Platinum plated on tracks you faded off save the cost for inflation

All rap game
Was torture
Like corkscrew backwards as a shack with birds
The Mac spit his word in back rooms
I light it tacks soon
As relax in the cocoon
Been a dead man soon as I thread it
Past the medic on a way to head Trip
Black the sector cash your rectum
As max as send them
I get beheaded then
I write the men
Up with some stuff that get rough
You can’t handle guts and ramble on shut the case in your face
Bullet laced with poison
All Soldiers was boys in the choice or draft
Straight make it made for Master the about face
Forward March as all cars pull up to scar you and bar you from full up
Dead reckon
I track the section back and step in tracks
The master of the close range as strange
I flipped it range as Wizard what is it
It’s a blizzard cold as frigid
Gold as digits I’m about to witness

I just went skiing
As G Wing as all refine into Diamond
The mind spin when you messed up
Lit the Tech 9 stuck as Feds
As I led the head into credit
Back and Set it
Tracks the medic
Looks pathetic when you don’t dance
You sweat it
Better bet it don’t forget the 6 is rip riding inside the timing
I’m climbing up the ladder to flip the matter of fact tragic wagon
I ride in the night with my coach as source for force
Lit the course up so contort the spot
Roll and get shot I brought
Some Ganja to flow onward and upward
I’m a knuckle bird as such as word up is first
On the rehearsed I lead the thirst quench
Back as bench for drugs the stench
You could kick it but I like to Ski
Got a Platinum rack and Sun Black
I daze and amaze when I smoke Crack
I trade in the sack for blades then make a track
As max I strapped lift the tax off
The last boss got shot in the back of the head


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866605 - 05/31/24 01:30 AM (4 months, 16 days ago)

You turn sponge
When you raw and move
Sponge brain lit
And kick it
Trip with the mix
Mushrooms all over growing wild the smile
I read the files on the types as I swipe them from the forest
The poorest kid not but I dot
On cheap drugs
As back as Beach Thugs release hugs
The mugs I rock
I on the top of the plot
I got leather hot

I need a sponge treasure
Back for pleasure to cast from the desert
I knack for head for it to rap
I score it before I quit I mortgage
My home as stone to the bone
Ganja
Roam the back woods as I bomb on runs to drop tons
Of the Guns I hot as Pot I Lock the Spot up
I clack a rock dust as tracks back the Product
I mean it to talk of the block of cheese of the Drugs I need Keys
Murder with ease but you breeze
You chilly and still heat the beat up
Means the Street Cut

Liquidate is the function
Of the Liquidation
I split Sun with brother from the planet they ban it
I ran it up the tank as I stab wounds
I rifle with the mask soon as heights fully high in the eye
I drop Water why I caught up in the raw cut
I flow as knock the shot out the box like awesome
I could toss em back floss em
Whack
I Soldier Stat off the map as relapse all heat tracks
I only want clean as scene in the dream how I beam
I light this like steam engine
Each strap professional heat rap
I need the tax for the attacks
The maximum sack that I sung I black lung
Cap kill a numb
I need I pumping Drug Spot with the full Lock
To stay on top and get high in the eye
Fools get shot

Seen it on a nerve relax
Chill on tracks that beat boom baps
I sight ill and plot the hill to take the ability to shake
The enemy
Who tend to be the Set in the step as beat box fresh
Back in lesson
Stack with the heat chill and sacks on beats wax
I rehash sunsplash
As master after the fact I champ
Will and amp I stamp
On this my bomb with no drama Trips
I comment to it on sent the charm for alarm bent
I farm the cents pennies rap in many styles
With files that dead heat smiles
I clock the high and why I drop the eye
Chill and ill till kids cry on skill I make a mil and wax minds
I climb up the vine
Mine was kept pure as float the fury
All the cure heat and drew your receipt
Everyone fewer than fleet must complete a rap sheet
Bust they heat


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866612 - 05/31/24 06:03 PM (4 months, 15 days ago)

Roll up the Reefer
Man we gettin’ high!
On all dry as line up and die in the cut
We get high on what?
Reefer!
We smoke it it’s our teacher 

Now as we allow we bow to the Indica and Sativa
All breeze be in here we clear as fear is
Dear kids Roll Up the Reefer
Man we gettin high!
Light pop an eye
I spot the time as blind as behind me
I spot a stop sign and roll over the line
I have to shine
I unwind
Roll Up the Reefer
Man we gettin’ high!
No denial on trial
Put in the coin
Relax and join the masses
I clip the tracks slid into graphic
Need for speed?
No we smoke weed
Roll Up the Reefer
Man we gettin’ high

I talk like a little Gangster
Thanks to the Set
And I shank yah if you crept
Creep under the Street where the feet hit the concrete for White Sheet
Rock it meet the prophet
So sweet I show stop it
The pop hit Mike Red as a block spread of violence
In silence the mind is shed of the dead head held high and it’s Federal
Crack that Medical Cannabis
I ran it through and since I ran it crew as Trips
It hit slip dip dodge and strike the mic like light
I flipped it tight
I mixed up the trick with a Gun Sun from the run back track as blood
In the back we got em trapped as max
I write off tax spread as black ink lead the track into head
I manage this Red One as bled spun off the tread
A tire burn as they earn and take the turn
To escape
I wake and bake fill the plate with shake
Steel it make
I peel hit the brakes and screech to a stop I hit the top when I smoke Pot

Spotting plots
I bend lines on the straighten then weight with the Soul bless your fate
You deadhead
Scratch a Fed back as edit the whack I Set it
Black and head jack the medic
Tracks embedded in the threaded
Fully leaded up in the cut the truck rope around the neck for the sound
I clock Pounds and Pounds of Pot
My favorite shot was the way it get hot
I Glock the spot now with a locked down town
Like COVID I flow spit the show lit on dough
Out of control lick the cold snow cone as I blown
Stacks relax feel the maximum back reel to reel strapped
Backed into a corner like foreigner Trump deport you swift
I torch lit with the four four
It’s more War and sight for sore I soar on the cost of tour
I strike this mic this core up
I sure had my stuff
A Yo!  Good luck
With a kid you could smoke a blunt


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866620 - 06/01/24 07:20 AM (4 months, 14 days ago)

34 Felonies
187s get them Trees
Up in the head and breeze
I light magic Gs
As back flip
I damage can’t sandbag
All rifle had the scope for dope
It’s twice I grab the stash
And ash it
I tragic Trip the flag with
The bandages
I ran it shit
I handle it drag and stick
Up the cut with the bucks
As truck as the blood has 

Thick as quick on the mic I lick
I type to split hype up
I strike in the cut that’s twice What?
I dice up
The spices
I mic devices damage as I mind had
The Kind in the bag
I bag it to tag my brand
As land in cycle rehab
My name is Michael

Land grabbing
Ass dragging
On the wagon I stagger across the Street America
I stare at yah DOWN
Crown as lounge hit the town up
My pound cut by leaps and bounds but
I pump a round up
Into a sucka
Motherfucker pull my card and busted back hard
I’m in the Yard smoking Meth you retard
I’m out of breath
Catch a step back and tag the wall bag up the ball as all
I wallet ball it up and stall in the cut with walls
I type to brawl when the shit gets thick haul ass
Across the grass I been in the stash for relapse
My heat stacks up the Acid last cut the champion on lamp from
The sample hung
I trample all my cause as cancel max like you ask I bask in the Sun
Murder One

The Street called
As Street all day all you come out and play
Violence relay in the silence with the Street
To Gunshots beep as bust hot the reach
I black thought react as tack with a Glock relapse
All the heat and straps likely you relax if you run the stacks up high
Back run the guy who ass out
And didn’t try the grass out
You need to last about three years smoking buds as drinking the fear is
Weird isn’t it?
I been through shit really different from lit but I hit
I cycle a bit through the slip up
The Streets bring the bitch cut all stitch up
Streets seen the flip stuck in the blood as it run on the Streets become Red
As murder fed the head
My burner dead I hot lead
As the stock shot up instead the plot was to drop
I fiend and I cop drugs as blocks of concrete beat
The shock release the blot of ink
I stop and think
On the Streets I Glock back within reach
Reach the tippy top with the grease and Concrete


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866638 - 06/01/24 12:07 PM (4 months, 14 days ago)

I rolled for 8 hours
Taking showers
Powers to the people but this shit illegal so you get it from the Street full
As Meth wool
I cycle death null all the Death as strung left in the pull step through
All brews I drink are in the sink as I rep fully
I don’t get bullied I pull heat
On this leak the topic speak I rock it to tectonic plates and shock it
Block it up the Crack Rocks hit as stocks rise in eyes
I murder despise all Birds Firm in this with eyes twisted
I black lifted the track up to the stacks What’s Up?
I got the facts and stats on the map for jack
Each Strap that G clap makes me relax in heat shackled to the beat
I rap Street
Microphone reach as one left the Gun Breath
I’m on Meth and suspect anyone who run the Sum

My ass numb I task with One
The class all hummed to the strum guitar as par
Lit you up I’m a Star
Flip your car in car chase
I’m the Ace from outer space space Alien Race
Gray and sail in the place with the laced cheese as I smoke Speed

I spent
A Money Moon on Trips all bent like a spoon used to cook Meth
Every red cent came back from that I relax
Chill and heat tax
Will the Beat Collapse?
Never still as I chill
I got a Ganja Grill just stop and see
I challenge fill as the drum roll as some stroll down the way as Gray
I light this today as money maker
Fit your shaker for the bale to stay awake blur
A mistake occurred I burned on Meth
Turned to Death raps the rest in check I rep fully with the heat pull Heat
I run the Street on track meet
Black Sheet Gun defeat Sun as One Weed on the from it
I Lift back and exit the track in seconds step into freshness
Leave your breathless to cop Ganja with no Stress
My Golden Armor fold flex as I armed with the turn in steps
You heard of word but my Bird returned wax on word
I’m back absurd on the track
This is a Psilocybin jack
I meet the hat up
Back up with the strap cause of rap
I map the doves up
I strum the guitar hum stuff
Sing and hard as on guard
I lit the charred blunt for funk
I Trip on the Skunk Weed
I murder unseat you further if you step to me with a burner
You got lots to learn word up to the bucks
Money

I got Good Pot from Mexico
It turned me dead slow as I enjoyed the Mexican Sunset in Mexico
Anyone left who hasn’t smoked Pot in is a plot making stop busting ass
I told them as I lit up grass in the past
I like my stash to last so I copped big as a rock slid down the avalanche
I branch just like the Cannabis Plant
I grow in mo’ Sun with the Heat and done Seed up the recut
Everyone who has a mellow head has seen the Pot and said
“After bloodshed I mean to murder tracks on Meth”
Take a step back and bled
Out the flow said with etiquette
I Set it in a hint of the color for the Sun as I come from the dark plot
I get shot at so I talk back with a Hawk that sat on my shoulder
When you get older you’ll understand
I flipped the land to turn Mexican and I burned Gustavo’s blunt
In a funk I got the chunk of Gold
I Rolled
All over hold the Soldier Fat Folder for course as War source
Maximum force was used to abuse and ruin
I do In the shot for Pot as plot I burned up made a dot
I explored the core as flipped it more
I kick back on the shore and ignore punk ass
Burning up Ganja grass


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866658 - 06/01/24 09:24 PM (4 months, 14 days ago)

Drunk as a skunk
Get burned up as Eye Irie on no Drug
I pulled the plug on the whole subject
As I dub a Set off
I left the cross at Left Cross
I breed from the source
I back in force Crack it’s course run through and black and blue
I max in stew for fact as drew?
This track is for you as I skew
I run fuel in the tank as back I landed over the sea and ran shit
I banned with the man with the sandwich
I hand a hit over the Spanish Crossword Puzzle
As I buzz I was a little tipsy
As I flip heat to the beat I trick defeat all grass that cows eat
I turn defeat into a win to begin with rewrite the Sun tight as shed light
I turn day into night
Blacken with the sacks of Dope like Meth I broke Left choke in step
Is how the flow kept up with the dead struck as head bust
My language rough as can’t manage such
As I brandish a man with the trans hand to hand
I scanned up and down the land
No one sands from the pebble beach at least
A Crack pebble burns up as turned up I word up got this soul cut in
Shut in the closet as I raw saw off the end and bust a jaw like law

Platinum Crowns
I light and light rounds up
I seen bucks truck back as One on the Map with Guns
I stack the tons of Weed as Gun breed
Sum the seed up the heat buck the Trees
Lifted Gs off sick saw that keys as flip Hawk
Down on your knees
I real squeeze aim and breeze
You could cheese up and see the cut and each clock shut as case
In you face with the disgrace you are
I flipped over my car up the center divider
I’m an insider who use Cocaine the slider
I get collider with hard in the Yard
That’s cement back and heat bent
I rock it treatment of ski went the seed
I smoke some Weed kick back and breed the tracks turn Green
It’s just facts when I G chill relax on bill perhaps I’m too ill
I cycle fill up the trillion cuts off the billion with the skill in
I could bust a whirlwind and hurt you friend
Don’t draw curtains tend for certain to end this
Tremendous with the defense lit I light a Spliff up and rip
Tip drip the faucet all on Water lost it to cross it up sauce what?
I run the raw shit down with the Platinum Crown
Water wetter than the Set you from with Gun
I slept on numb and make a run for the Tech that rung

Steel from the strength
I shot a length and slid in with a tank
I witness spin with the shank and then
I make back chill and sank with the plank walk
I stank like a Hawk I rank with the talk of the raw
Slip up a fool’s jaw lit his awful saw fully pull heat on the Street Beat
With it sheets run the feats of strength each within the reach
Over the hills and fill the sack with dollar bills intact
I serve the sap of Trees back then ski off the map
I track hafta cap as back run the act sung of
With the rub dove on the love that with a slug from a Gat
It’s like that all over with the soft shoulder all the cross you lost
Flip the boss with the sauce on the law for I hit it tore
Fit with it more skid into the been through that true rap
As flew back for more stew I hit it chew all the food up
I split a rude cut for the clue to duck that One Rat
Is all it takes the break the fucking case
And make the murder bake on a turn of the weight product
You got the Glock cocked and loaded


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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    #866668 - 06/02/24 07:53 PM (4 months, 13 days ago)

I’m open
Like a New York City Street I broken up a Kilo of Weed to smoke
Heat that toke up
I wrote the stuff for the cuts that show the cusp of the rough city
That done Gun hit heat up with the Gs that erupt
On the meat of the bones all it shows is
The load is great weight I hold hits in
As my Soul releases into the begin to finish the beat heat this
With a lead twist I mic up to the risk
I swipe up all the hype cuts shut back as bust a cap
In that ass
I Soldier fast as boulder roll down the hill
I chill I fill the beats back drill the heat caps your ass
I fast to dash from and Sun One Day with gunplay
I’m from the stray rounds that’s gray down around
I flipped a bunch of Pounds of Weed dropped some seed
Now I grow indeed I flow
I bead up hold a heat to a whole clip
I muster with the bust back Trip
I cycle dip in like icicle I bike pull up and Mics I pull
Hold up I roll dice in control
I fold up
Told stuff but I bold rough
I stroll hit it toll up
To the War core as cut
In store in the Street Pop is Heat
Drop a dope beat and come complete

Trip bust an ass
As will as tax
Till your heat collapse on the Street with Gun Greek
I license to teach I reach the clips heaps of Trip I deep with Trip
I leapfrog lip a beat fog sink over the end of the cliff
You could jump off
Will and pump off rounds
As clock down as shock is
I got a lot of locks that lift the product
I’m talking Shrooms as I saw strut the Streets with the Heat Beats Fresh
Def
All like this light left as type to twist a J
But this Trip blow you away
I type to Sun Ray as mic up delay in the Ice cause of Hay I smoke
Loc I broke up the stroke make it flow
Show the cold to the hot as a dot made
I clock in the shade rock this with a blade
I talk about what I seen as I clock Cream
Rifle in the beam as shot as scene the plot
I recede hot on the sheet for that sought after
But I’m the master I chapter on the laughter
I title comes after the back burner
Wax furnisher with the learn real slow
Try to keep the beat below but the heat you bestow is too sweet
Why I pump the OZ of shrooms

My new name is L
I’m locked with a warp and some shell toes
As the wind blows my life flows
Slows to a stop when Gun Pop
I like a dot crisp up
Pull this Trips up
I dissed in the cut to shut them up and stuff
I stunt
Bleed a ton
I sum
Like this Gun thus Gun come from the slum
I’m done
I license to Ice in on an L my name is Hell
I dwell in the spot on this lock
I top the charts and start the hip hop
Drip drop
Fiend in a ziplock
All Trip too off the lick
For a slick one as Sum with the Gun
I light up
I write up
I slightly struck by a tuck one to run Gun
For the problem
To solve one


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    #866669 - 06/02/24 10:36 PM (4 months, 13 days ago)

Magic city
A lightning strike strike from the sky flipped the Eye up
The wind up
There’s the pitch to blind like the Sun and stitch
Up in the cut I Sum
One rung bell as I swell up and bust
I luck like that Gun Black with the mic and the track
Thumbtacked up with the back struck on the map cut some slack
Shut the trap up to blast cause the explosive had the massive
Comatose it’s stacked up
I max up with the rap truck as a Mack truck
I facts cause I slap up on the track
As I jack up
I strapped up
So I sap of Tree degree no lack cut the Tree down for harvest
I been around the barn with the hard hit
Spliff I smoke soak me in a rope swing on a tree
I Gun up free like the Sunshine bleed as one mind
I’m coming from behind lock the line up
Cause my time’s up
I shine strut down the winding road blind front on one
And down recline shut the case as Ace
Flipped the bass back as taste
I lit the whole race fiend to chase
I smoke Freebase Cocaine

I need to farm a field yo
Yield get the sealed tight ODs on light
I peel while I steal time for Steel Beat rhymes the tweet
Bust it’s meat flushed back
With the rush that on the track as dust flat
I mustard pack too jack it with
Sack it twitch
You could get lifted on a Spliff
Or some Meth
But Meth is dangerous
Nothing stranger than flesh in experiment
Human nearly sent one went up
To the rent
For the pent up sent cause as flaws
Ripped the raw as saw
All jaw broke
Must be gun smoke as bust all hope
Flip a joke means it’s a hoax
I got the toast for the most
I roast got the ghost
I float as roll with it spoke
On wheel spoken the healer tokin’
All deal in the soak in
I just antidote wrote the coat bend
Into the open
I toke when I loc
I choke on the Ganja smoke
And bomb as I vote

I think big
Like rifle
Light up a cigarette and bet that a Gun threat will chill and sweat a fool
With a tool this isn’t cool so I slip in the rule
I flip it skip it back and magic with the bullet to pull it and cap
Fully I hit the bully up to hold his stuff accountable like Trump
Bust a lump up a dump up for the chump to have sunk
I lift a Gun as strum like this numb as ice is
I like hits up sweats for the threats to me met by Ace and check the case
I flipped the bass I lit a taste up for haste to waste shut the place up
I space up the mason
I got a shake I bake and make it great again with the plate to spin
Time is on my rhyme like an Alien I am a Gray and sail away
Hit the hay as daylight like stage fright you busted will at night
Must be hype for a swipe of the weapon type to step in
I wet in this business lift this Trip up to big bucks
Means you hush up and crushed by such and such
I must dust back and much black as suspect with the trust rep as gun threat
I just jet out the place as I make the space for the race to chase one
I done for they spun as run some funds up
You could gun up at sunset and just flex I run the checks back
And head crack on the map as gun rap I sum that like numb
Dumb attack the rung rack I funds in track for the lap to chase around
And face you down
I laced a clown up and make him down cut the lounge
For a pound click as town thick


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    #866677 - 06/04/24 05:14 AM (4 months, 11 days ago)

I got thrusted upon
A buster swarmed and warmed it up
For Soldier in the cut
You torn to shreds back in head that’s core as Red
I slice up a head and mic this
Like this back spread
Wax and fed a special diet
I’m a riot to buy it past the quiet hour
I turn sour back and Cannabis Flower
My favorite with the lady scent the hazy
I turn crazy when I don’t map the maze G
I turn to phase three
Lack an A and a degree
I lock it C
I top it
Spastic hip hop Trip
Like Mushrooms ripe the bust one
Back and trust Gun
The map is a tacked on the wall
So all saw the jaw broke as smoke
Lit a toke and thought whip this coat like
A vote off I soak off I coated raw as law
I saw it all through as tall as I ball

Some fool
Lit cool whip
With no Guns or funds you tool whipped
I school Trip as fuel
I write the rule in
To duel in this you need the true indeed crew twist the seed who this?
I spot the true fit I blue and lit
I move the spit as groove hit the swoosh
I dupe a fool into uncool shit
It’s easy it’s the breeze lock in the freeze and hit
I like this like it
I type to split
Mic it up I lit a Spliff
And twice Lift
The sight I Trip on a bust that must had it back as success
I rub the rest off the death straw as law I smoke it called tokes
I fuck it till it broke I lift the rope to choke with
I motive mo’ lit with the spoke wit
I dope as Cocaine sniff
I got the riff in back 6

Settle your Chi
When you practice
Drain it straight down into the ground
Then back up again then back down into the brain wear the crown
I could spit one down
As lit rounds
But I choose to flew with the crew of Internal Tai Chi
All mind be for Qigong
I lead with bong hits
I strong with the call Spliff
Torch as course as flip the force
I retort I clip the morgue
As light this like it tore
Flip the War
A Spliff light again for the men who fell
I dwell on the selling point
Settle your Chi so you don’t need me for medicine
I’d teach you Qigong
I heat a Bong hit with you
I clip crews off the head toss it’s red blood all thug
Like you dead from a drug and lead plug
I mic this up to type to rub


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/04/24 10:13 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #866680 - 06/04/24 11:49 AM (4 months, 11 days ago)

Tai Chi
United as one
Down on one knee with a gun as seen
In this Tree family all the nationality are the rally for
No more War
As seen it before in lead on tour
Cream is the store of
The torn rub back and sack up the product
As I lock
I rock it
I top to chocolate mic it Oxygen
All sight in the night release blocks that been light in Chi
A Chi cultivation practice
That switch up the mix
Up in the 6 but
This stuff is chill
I like it like $100 bill I strike hit the mic wet
I done threat as Set
Back and wreck on tracks I check
I bite through the check and light
A Gun Fight
Been seen it ignite into free as seemingly
Be all I can be with Tai Chi
People fight rough
Get your head flown back as the microphone
I light this clone uptight until it’s shown
The wind blown through the Dragon tone
I Drag in the all known medicine

Powerful Medicine
Eat Hashish
Snort Cocaine
Light the brain fully with the Mushrooms
The Street needs this I seen a fool bust
On the Street totally lost
In defeat with they shit crossed up
I law as saw a raw vegetable
I turn the treble down and let the bass run round
I sound like I found the Gold and Old
I tight this light this bold whip tight on Cold
Rolled
With the fold I Ball and all I type to draw in
Light as Ball Win
I sight on all Men and Women
Each prison you in is the reason you lose
As fuse I tight in twos write the noose tighten
On this choose Ice in the breeze
I lock Gs up and Pop Trees I cop
I sneeze Cocaine nose as Blow makes it way
Every day I light a Sun Ray tight as one flight
I lock it down tight with Mushrooms

Heavy testes
With the Mexican Breath Freeze
I blow out Ganja smoke now and then I send it up when I bend it
After I chapter written I sit in the prison and listen
Glisten to I gone fishin’
Glocks are spittin’
Mics are lit and I rock the device twice as shit in the Vice
I dice up MCs mincemeat for rap beat
I Microphone eat up the sight your head flown
This lex blow in the wind
I type to kill a kid who fill a bid
Yeah
More jawbone than the law allow I’m on one
I rock the shotgun as plot for Sun
To thought for fun I flow as blow up the nose
Cocaine nostril leaves MCs hostile
I got spell
I gel into intelligence
I shot the kid on the fence
Whence this country slid in funky dense


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (06/05/24 10:16 AM)

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