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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868177 - 07/21/24 11:35 PM (3 months, 17 days ago)

My shirt doesn’t fit
It’s on backwards
I got a flat tire
I drive a beater and expired tags
In my beater I get laughed at
With a Gat I half step the rep
I front and gassed up
I max in this
Once I witness the gun threat and make crews step
Everywhere I go I flow
And I got undertow currents
I murder hits on shock
I used to rule the block
Without the tough talk cause bullshit walks
I feed the flocks and hock up
I get stopped up arteries
I got a Glock cut as hard this steez
My garden is a farm with Trees
In Gs I ring for free I sing
I got another Gun tucked under the other wing
This cycle bring the hypest
Mike?  He wipe this clean off
With the dreamy soft
I mean boss type as hype as one night
I took flight and never stopped
I lean and I locked

I looked Death in the eye
It looked back
I looked back at it
I’m an addict to Magic
Kicks on the floor with mix this
Trip skits over bong rips
Hits of the Trip I skip
Over the fence and run in defense
I rinse
Bet that
Spend a cent and Bent Back
I rent that
On mention the hat
As Crack Cocaine
I light up like a Bird in the Flame
Just one name
A Bullet came with straight aim
I tighten
Then frighten
I white it out

Run it down to the ground
I just scored a Pound of the Rock
Now I’m on top
Smoking Magic Mac 10s
I only come back then

Intoxicating brews
Of the herbals
We can do legal
And get it like a Tree I light it and mix

The sticks up on the flip side cuz it was as bitch does
I Trip
I hit it
Rock Cocaine
I shock in the lanes for flocks to box with
I stop hits fresh that’s stop the Set
As I Lock it in step to clock for the four four I got
I got in store I hot from shore to shore
What’s more I been caught up in
The eruption
As MCs cease to function
I dunk in straight
As make it great again
I break a Mac 10 then back when

I Ice skated and flipped the Data to the limit

I spin it with the Lift in I business tip
Hit the drip brain sip in the lane
Then I singe with flame
It’s the easiest
The cheese with this
I’m crisp and prepared to twist up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/22/24 02:44 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,873
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 40 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868178 - 07/22/24 03:38 AM (3 months, 17 days ago)

I cranked it on some legal Tea
That’s see through
All you could bleed to this
Your guts did twist as seamlessness
Fist up in it
I begin it
To hit
Flip that
Stick a cat for a wristwatch at the bid on the block
The track
I lay down

So all the homies don’t play around
They spray around bullets
To the fullest
I pull hits
Wonder if this fits the number with the mix
I Trick the licks out of friction
For the soft sickening
I’m licking drugs as thugs that bitch and
I rich command the land from the center enter brand
It’s an adventure
I bent more than sent
I comment the bomb hit as I vomit up the cactus
It takes years of practice to match this
Decades with blades as I fade out
You get laid out
Cannabis

Crack Cocaine
The Brillo soak up
Hit that no cut extraction down to fraction
I hit it traction
Come back when the sack ends
I gotta reup
This isn’t speed but I speed up
I be truck as I bleed I make it cut
As that seed money
Hungry for Drugs and Guns
All the kids love this
I recommend you twist up Reefer
Until you hit the leaf as peak
To speak of bleed as spark a park in the Dot
Mushrooms in the plot
Say hold up
I fold up
Hit the roll cut
As I stroll shut the case in the Ace
I taste that
As I trace raps back to their origin
I seen the gas pedal floored and I begin
I write this to might be misty
All the mountain top could G as risky
In thick fog you can see the cogs turn
In the brain
A Yo!
Learn to aim

I’ll always remember Gong Fu
And running right through
Crowds as I flip the lounge I sip it
Trip it back Yo
You got a whack glow you need a sack on Death Row
To Attack flows with Gold Chains
You need this hold brains as lead in
I Speed then
Flipped some Weed on the Weekend
I speak bent
As I enter the center I invent
Cost as Rent Shot Up
The Product is locked
Once I non stopped it
I got a block itch
For the City Streets
Certain defeat
As I turn out blood
And run a run on Thug
That’s bugged out
We get it Drugged Out
As I subway
Run a gunplay
In the way you stay
So I Trip and Skip your beat
As I Flip some meat on the Barbie
I hit it hard in the guard up
Split this Yard up
Smoking Meth with tattered garments
Your shit is far fetched and sketch
As Hell


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/22/24 12:03 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,873
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 40 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868181 - 07/22/24 06:22 PM (3 months, 16 days ago)

We gettin’ hard off the Bullets
What kind of Bullets you got loaded in your Strap?
Through Bullets I roll wrote it Fast
Hold that Cash and voted
Crews get demoted slapped up shown it
I’m tone deaf
My last breath I get it sold and I black in the Gold
I rip it rolled
Hit this the bell toll
As the swells unfold the hell of a heat on the Street
I cuff that mean black to bust back at
I run this rap
I sold that
Hold it
I rolled it up and fold it
I unload on kids who hold heat
I bust a beat back as I stomp my feet
I react as see in the Jack as beam addict’s Cream
I such as a dream
It isn’t just like it seem
I rock off steam
In one I seen as Kingdom Come
I lead the lungs back after smoking Crack
I get you in the back
With license to Ice in this
Bullets just like this fit
Into my shit

Meth was my poison
With the toys in the game trying to claim
Royalties
I get it like tin foil I lit it off and hit it
Stripped of the ticket back for the ride inside the mind I glide
I slipped in a tribal War
I core to tip it tore real wicked
I ignore the thick of it with the mix before it’s lit
I born thick in this no ticks get me off and stitch
It’s a glitch when I top the 6
I Locked the crisp
I’m soft as this Dragon
Reachin’ in and baggin’
No wagon gonna get me so I head it up and head Meth
To fucking death

When I was Legit?
Now that’s Gangster!
I lit a shank over that like four leaf clover with a sack I’m a roller
I’m trapped
I can’t stop making money
What’s so funny?
You never seen the Gun Heat on the Street with numb you can’t compete?
I rap as white sheet
Tap the toes as numbers grow I flow
I clock money on the low so I Sun from all the glow I got it cold down
To the Town with One Round in the back of the head
Everyone is Soldier till they’re dead

Keeping things dope
Off the Street off your woke up Boxed and soaked down
I split a toke up the bonus Reefer as thought for creep and crawl
At night with the light on I Tripped it slightly
I tight G up the seed for breed for me
I cash a check for Royalties
I Boil the Oil
I cast it back like Hashish
Get my gats Greased Up
Till the cease shut the case as taste strong as a bong rip you on
So it flow
I keep it Dope and I Grow


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/23/24 03:59 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,873
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 40 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868194 - 07/23/24 04:31 PM (3 months, 15 days ago)

Out of sight
Dipped it
And one White
Ripped that trick had it magic like a sackage track lit the hat flipped
I stack a grip so I don’t sip
I tight knit as light quick
Seen the thick and thin
Begin with this Wing Condition
Passed the mission off to the boss for loss
I sold a cross to bare in the air
I skip it up the prayer is major
For major flavor I lifesaver
Tipped it over skate there off the wake in the rare make that
Hit it to been there as One dare as come as stop and stare at the Gun
In the Sun I break the ton of roller for folder
I told yah

I Liquify an Eye
Cry as the Sun rise from the demise
Of flipped that mind is the sign of the times to Trip with rhymes
I’m sick as the written script has the bit mass of the Solar
All fold yours to glow
Kick it in the hold hour sour as pull one
With a Gun you skip it
I twist it back and that’s that to shoot like craps that boot with the Ganja sacks
And the loot
All polluted
Cock it back and shoot it
I scoop of ice cream as soft as beam as toss that
We herbal and worse child as thirst for smiles rehearsed for course
From the source I got the born Sun
As worn numb from the torn with the run on Guns from the tons of product
All Locked Up

Ganja is the Herb that works with you
All Trips due at entrance
I back and bed and breakfast slept soft as a cloud
I loud comes the round down
I lit it
Crews bit it off the Trips I hit up
I get sick cut that back as I run the track straight back up
I lift this sack cut
It’s heavy like a truck as the levy bust
I trust that rain in the brain as dust back and One Strap
I seen the Gun Contact as the bomb back
We all got blood and thug black as black mud in the drug game
I lit this flame up so you could aim up
I bent your name up
So you could claim Love
As a dove as it club come from the Sum of Eyes
There’s no wonder Y I run the Back Streets and Cry


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/23/24 07:48 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,873
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 40 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868195 - 07/23/24 08:46 PM (3 months, 15 days ago)

I chill in Downpours
While my man scores Diamonds
Flipped the Crimewave as sign brave
I murder cave into burners back as black that serve up
A Yo!  Word Up!
I spit it swerve cut the nerve that goes to the brain in the lane
Twist it in name
With that rip it and skip it up
Like a stuck record vinyl that’s rival’s method
Back and technique to speak of
I Bleep cuz out cuz of cuss words no doubt
I run a route South of sound as down as One Town
You could see the Trip now
As I sip a coward back as sound word they downturned
I clip it bound to earn off Lifted
Tracks I’m gifted with the stacks and chill
I back as Cold Acting ill

I want to hunt for Mushrooms again
With an Expert
The Left in work as the Set jerk
I spit a network
Of the clockwork
As I shock turn the spot churn out on the Dot as camcorder for sorted
Through a distorted view
Many haven’t seen or smoked Green
I used Methamphetamine
I light this like Steam
I take flight in the Light
In the Sunshine as One behind the lines as done it time to cut it
Back and Bud it out

I seen a sick talk
Spit Pops offa dip walk the Set as rocked you bet
I roll up no threat my Gun Golden
I Sold in the Cash game as fold them
I hold Cash as stash
I right up to tight up
I light up on sight with the White Out
I run a done deal one wheel route as steal the mic out the wielding hand
I brand as land rocked and shocked as understand up the block
That tough talk as I chalk up
I rock up the top cut with no front on what you want
I seen it with the cream split the scene in the Green Bud
All I need is a tug and I pull as back as wool sacked up fully
I pit the bully verse the Golden Gloves as the Sun heat up the run
On the Street they turn numb
Suck their thumb and look dumb
As fuck why I chuck the ruckus back as bust best as I Lock the threat down
I skip all over Town flippin’ rounds up with the sound of the Rough Streets
That’s light like Sums of weeks and months to amaze as the craze kicks in


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/24/24 01:02 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,873
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 40 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868200 - 07/24/24 09:22 PM (3 months, 14 days ago)

I’m a reformed Gangster
I’m still a Gangster when I tank roll over like Soldier
Someone shoulda told you I cold drew the weapon
Back as crept in
No half steppin’
They slept in the blood as thug in the drug
I dug a plug out to rub out
I pull my Gun out like the Sun out and I down round the way
To this day
I’m known to get blown I shown all my roll in the Soul
For the bowl to stroll through Gold drew back as I torched a sack
Of Ganja
Through the bong
That belongs to my mom until I bought one
My own
On the microphone I shown how I take a toll when

I turn Gold I could rest until you suggest back and reflex
Beat the X off the less than more that’s tore
I flipped it before I ripped it I score
A home run with the Gun
I got a couple and I’m supple how most buckle under pressure
I caught a lesser Gangster gave him a lecture then blew his brains out

We get it herbal
Like Word to
Turned true into the flew Wings blew off the ring and singe
All tight this light this mic up in binge
I stripe with red and white
Flipped it like right I Tripped it to ignite
I’m different
I Set and that’s kept in step with the rep as I never slept
On the long as cycle gone the type to shark and cause harm
I close the barn door
As War as core before the mix that with the six pack I Lifted on the track
I missed it before I sticks hit it to big with the midget strain

Of Ganja in the lane
Yeah I cultivate smoke and Set it straight
I was broke before I invoked the Holy Rollie
I told heat up the bold beat as one thump in the Street in a lump
I felt that chump as bell on rap tell you tracks I dwell through the map folded cap
I’m Golden
I’m starting to turn Platinum
That’s when things really react with the Sun
I drew it back with my Gun

I love throwing Fast Balls
I need Ganja
We need Ganja
Everyone needs Ganja
So I could flow without the hold that!
I roll cats up with bats from thugs just like jacks
I map up the track with the sack up
So I wrap up the show with this flow
And some psychedelic
I cash it back and bell ring
The hell it seem like gleam

I made the team


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/25/24 03:55 PM)

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Hollywood
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Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 40 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868202 - 07/25/24 04:07 PM (3 months, 13 days ago)

I salted up my Water with Meth
Now I’m in the Projects
Watching rejects flex on me
I bet you a Tree I number 3
Back with lumber I swung on
Thunder
From under come the wondrous
I Sum of this as Gun threat
You done did yet I Step past the masses
In these classics I clip it black spread until you dead
A hole in the head
Bled your brains out
As the same route as you claim I about to aim
I run the game on a fool in school
With the rule with the tool I box as soon you’ll glue
Back up and true
I got it sacked up
So I could release the relax shut the case
I’m the Ace with the Methamphetamine Lace
With the Ganja on my bomber
I got the calmer
No drama caused by the laws I enforce
Of course

Speedfreaks
Busting back on Rap Sheets
These gats greased up at least that
I mean maximum with the sacks
I track that as come back like a track come with a dope beat Sum
I got the Gun
I hustle back and flush you’ll run out with the thumbs Crown that
As I Sun in rap that’s done on the map
I roll in Gold static
A Platinum addict I got to have it
So I grab off the shelves and rebel
This Water sells as I dwell within the scheme as beam over Cream
We on the same team so I gleam
I roll up with the G and in the hold up I dream
I sold cuts that fold
Cold in it with the Wizard back and Gun run for that someone special
Black and fresh I progress
I represent the Streets and to this damage with heat

Drugs
With the One Rap
I got the sacks
I need to relax on the Downs
I Lift up the Tipped up the Crown
As I clip through rounds with Pounds of Cocaine
I Soldier in the lane who cold told you called you by name
I shoulder hold true to the Gold drew back my Gun and Capped
I got the Sun at the tracks I run
Sacks plus funds chill and tax
I max out run with the Strap out
You better ask about me
Or else your G is helpless
I rolled in cold facts dealt this
Hellish
Fist back with the relish I exist in the mountain mist
At the foot of the cliffs
I roll blunts and twist up the Green
People get Obscene so I steam clean
All rubbers back and dub your sacks
I mean it I got the wax


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/25/24 04:52 PM)

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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,873
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 7 hours, 40 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868203 - 07/25/24 06:44 PM (3 months, 13 days ago)

I be your nighttime player
Ill rhyme display with chill mind
You in the way
I find you in the daylight
I been up all night play fight
I frighten back and light that ass up
It’s in the cast cut that grass shut the casket
Dropped the basket of fruit to shoot at
I run it scoot past the Dragon
I got title the homicidal murderer
Through curvature I burn right through
With the 22 to the back and it blew out your brains
All title in rivals in lanes I Lock it tribal
This remains vital as the village with pillage is on stilts
Back and shift the guilt these rhymes I built
Up to thrive why I get live I just chill
In this will the hit list I serve it def fresh
Black and suggest the Caps Next
I Max the rep into the Death Camp as amp

I’m Dope
When I lock up Product with the Platinum Rope
I got that
I said scatter scoot shoot up with the boot up the ass
That’s for some but for me I got the 44 Gun

I cycle numb back as hype and I stung
Like a Glass Pipe
This murder wipes off
The type soft as raw with the claw marks
Up in Sharks with Arcs
I got it barks
The pistol issued
I flip crews who try to abuse me and crew
I lick it like it’s new I stick you in your truest
You lose this I ruin
School in the Assassin
With the Cash and I ran the program
Made a dash and cold cashed the plan
I make this with Hashish

Blowing on Sweet Leaf
I love my Reefer
Caught it Creep Up and seep into you
You murder who?
It comes right back up like facts
I murder in stacks to the maximum
Like this wax
I’m Product tax and the Aqueduct

I’m waterlogged
Soggy socked out with the cog turning burning that
Curve in the snap and return with the Cash
It’s like that
I’m Strapped up with the Ball Cap I got sacked up to the max
I stash with the last product for blast toe up
At last!
We sho nuff going over the clover patch and fold your match stick
I rap static like magic trick the black snuff
For a rap buff I master plug the answer back like Cancer
Thugs turn into dancers sung
The lance up
With the stance cut as man enough
Get rougher and tougher shut up
I seen crews suffer through whose shoes are those?  I suppose
My rap starts to glow
When I Cash Cold on Water for the Sold law there in the air


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/25/24 09:46 PM)

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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
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Last seen: 7 hours, 40 minutes
Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868204 - 07/25/24 10:35 PM (3 months, 13 days ago)

I’m a Gangster
Who is from The Street?  Answer me that and I scatter you all over
I roll this cold with the folded
I hold it up and sold it to the crew with what drew back the pistol
I capped with the map that don’t exist so I twist one
As the Gun relaxed chill with Straps
Murder is the maximum punishment
To the Sum of sent back with the hum 100%
I from the Set and jet back
To the estate I say late
I Tripped it fate as the D Grade with the blade that heat sprayed
All over the place
You lost your Ace cut to the chase as I faced the make and model
Shot up with the bottle in the Water caught hot you’ll
Chill like God when you get the job
So I flow rob of the issue
Max and missed crew as tack that
With the Sun rap back and I’m strung

Heated
With the meet this Trip off beaded sweat
With a Tech 9
I get it wreck with rhyme
Headed that dead with the Psychedelic
Plus the Ganja plus the Meth
I roll to death with no half step
Crept up on murder you slept rough
Wake as break and can’t shake it
I make it great again
Until I spin the Ice on the win roll the dice to end this
Tremendous
My chemist back and blend hits in for children
With the steel then
I peel men back as in a sack
Baggie with the Black Heat on the Street I Cap fee in this G
I killin’ spree will for the be that to see that and Ski
I top as fee for the nonstop I key in the lock for shock
Rifle over the block to hype true as wipe off
Mike got the sauce for lost Souls in the rolls I foster folds up
I rolled up A YO!  Hold up
I split this Gold up so I could cold shut the case
With the Ace you fallen from grace
How murder makes things as I bake in my dreams

Roll with the Platinum
Funds for One Dollar Bills I Chill
As make and max I got ill instill within
I built this tilted
Skill with the drill
I rifle back and hype so I’m the type to blow
I grow on cold Ganja Sold!
That as roll cat I solid as I Ball It Back
You could call it that
Most don’t have One Strap
As something that cures fronting on lure this into the purest form of violence
In Silence back and wild instinct to kill clink links on the will
I get it fill up then we got the Product
As I Locked up
Like I was in Prison
I am
I write a jam black as land on command
Cycle in the sands for the band to play
Most have never seen this the Zenith
Black and Beam Trips off thick got the Meth twitch
I cut as bitch back busted tracks that rusted
Caps that dusted
Lack that trusted fact as dust towards the react as heat jack I Speed Stack
Swords


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/26/24 11:17 AM)

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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868205 - 07/26/24 02:09 PM (3 months, 12 days ago)

Crossed up
For the loss of Buds
Chronic
I get it bomb shut the exits
Back and rep this
I’m a tip top Pothead
I service as Feds
Back and head this
I take a head and twist off the rip rollin’ dip one
As I Set with a black Gun
With the raps begun
I Sunburst
As One Thirst for Liquid
Juice and Water to kick it
Sacks get sifted
Back and Lifted
Chain React
All the Brains in the back
I said that as fact before I Tacked
I trapped up in rapture
Master
Chill disaster all about this Faster
Turn up the Ghetto Blaster
I flip as that Bird
Turned and rap Word Up
I serve up a cake I bake
3rd in the cut
As Space like Outer
Take your stuff and make some bucks
I aim on truck around here
Before I tore I was born with the score
To get it floor the Gas
Service Fast until a Bullet that last and down rare as the airwaves
I dared to brave the title as vital and close shave
That’s how I was made

The Buds are Kind
I’m going out of my Mind

Water Blind
I service as shine the furthest
With the words to digest
As rhyme on the time I progress in Lock Step
I hit it with the Dragon’s Breath
And mean as Green for the team to steam clean
I got the lean
Soaking in the toking
Flipped it smoking
It gets me open
Then I chill and hundred spoke lens
I got dope in the ends that’s coating
I’m floating over tends to roll the Wings as Sold on Golden Cold in the system
Back and dis one
This one exist as Sun
I get in lungs bust from the Cold Crush I rush
In my head that’s back and instead
I put to bed all the Meth bled
Back and test said
As wax as Guns turning black with facts
I chain react on a sack of weight Cannabis
I span the chasm as I sample ample
Got the candle to vandalize thrive in the damaged mind
I can’t I’m blind
Seen this design as freak in the spine
Between the sheets rock as dope beats
And track as steeze
Coming back in the breeze

Simple Economics that everyone knows
It’s where the Ganja Grows
The herb that flows
With it hold that wicked kick it in the bass drum
As I Laced a chaser with the space cake as Ace
Displace your
State of grace?
I make haste through the wasteland
Because I got a dope brand on hand
All the thugs landed to cause damage I handled that
I rolled with the baseball bat to exacto blade
In the shade is where it’s Grade A
As I place the bass over title while my rival is homicidal
I kick in the liable
To the mind gel as we sell the product all over the Aqueduct
I lock it shut
The case as I taste a Bullet laced with Meth
I chase the rep as back in Space is where the Herb grow as swept up
The Bird rolls and Cold as the Dragon
With the Gun in the bag and I play tag
I fold over the jab and Gold is the lab as I War did it tours in
I born in the system back they stick one from the exit
Back and left hits as they fled crisp raps
I come back on a sack
Thugs murder rap
As you heard of Cap
I burn my name in on the map


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868206 - 07/26/24 07:11 PM (3 months, 12 days ago)

I smoked Iranian Hashish
For the last freak show to each his or her own
As I blown up
Turn over a new leaf that’s sure nuff
I burned some stuff other than love in the dub back as rub Crack
I max in the staircase
The one who dare Ace Tripped the place up
With the laces shut
You can’t make this stuff up
I got the cuts with the bladed black as Sun Rays hit and ignition
Cause the mission some friction
Because in Iran they didn’t want to jam on some Hashish
So I handled that in brief
We thirst as feet of burned up they turn up slow
Into the flow I hold that
All on the fold the sack over too Gold to answer as the hands blur
I champion to recur as fact as were you to sample the cancel culture
Of the Vampire the Vulture
I could smell sulfur back and ulcer
Cap as fluctuate and lay it straight down with the Crown
I shock this town as I rock this round
I found Pounds of Product later on shot stuff
I relax a Pot buff as I max like law strut the front on saw that stunning
Gunning up for One Thing I cycle the ring back as rifle
I got the type to pull out Wings and Sing!

All aspects of Ganja
Make me burn as one on par with the Sun
I license to hit it up back and strike like a match
I detached from the track as I max in the black mode
I rap codes as that Gat it did show how rap is
I handle biz with a sack filled with trizzy
I got a Pot Spot on top of the quiz heat run the Street
To the beat of the drum as sum
I like this back and Iced a Strap up as rap shut cases laced up
With no traces of the face lift I Space Trip
Make a grip of Cash and makeshift
As I hasten my grip on the Trip
Mushrooms I run it back and bust just tunes with the Cap
I sacked up so I laughed
Good times in a bag make my title flag all over the Soldier
I flipped it Colder like cold shoulder I hit it bolder
In the folder I told yah
I smoke Ganja
And get it calm stare at the airwaves
I dare brave this with the flame and the twist
It’s how I mixed rebel with treble and bass
I lit the place up like a J
No lace on that Hay we smoke Grade A

I’m moving to the Tropics
To Pop!  Split up the heat into a big bag of Weed I grown
Shown in the blown minds as I turn on I burn on Yo!
I with the flow of Sativa show a Pot breeder how I know
I tippy toe all seed your crops for the heater
I need your permission for acquisition of an Island
I style and profile a smile as Dragon one bag in the flag then
I Drag men up as I said buck as head dust that back
It’s trust in this rap the Strap on Ice math
I twice rolled Cap that Mike’s a mindfuck as time struck backwards
Turning clocks back as I jack with words
I’m sacked up for the birds to max cut
I latch shut the gate as fate they tax cut to the chase
I make it my own place I roam the beach
With the plantation in close reach
I smoke some sweet leaf as I don’t got beef I shot the Reefer
I sleep further as I creep with a burner release tracks you never heard of
The Buds I got I plot to roll a dot on top
I stop and shop for the clock around it ground lit the Pounds skip the rounds
Drip brains in lanes behind the mind blood stains
That’s seen and heard off the Set claims
And jet back step into the Murder Death from the Meth blow out the brains
I’m locked in Gold and Platinum Chains release flames


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/27/24 10:33 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868210 - 07/27/24 01:44 PM (3 months, 11 days ago)

In the function
I got a bunch more
Before War was the only cut I shook it up
Took up a Truck Rope as I broke through to the other side
I flipped it in my ride all wicked
Smoking Ganja combined
With the Mushrooms
I busted dust back tracks move as crushed that
I learned it just rap I Cap off sacks for torn as tracks born
I in the dap more as core
Before I hit the floor you cycled pour the liquid kick it
I Trip hit the lit up
That shit up gets me wet cut
I bet strut down the block as Hawk
That’s dead talk
As I release the flock I shock all over Soldier colder for roll there
I leave the cupboards bare I dare to sheet in fleet
Murder each crew heard of Bleep!
That’s what as creep in my sleep
Before I’m deceased I greased up
The Speed plucked all Meth Death rap as Set Back the rep
I made it in Mexico the let you flow head to toe
Ganja roll under control of the Soul
I hit it told that twist up the method then check it back and wreck it
Flat

You’ve gotta really amp on Mushrooms
I need LSD Sheets
I tried some and reclined with a Gun on time Sun
I spit it blind numb
Dumb deaf and blind come as wind hum
I tripped it the wicked back and trick hit the plastic Glock that trash you talk
Gotta stop
About the Pot
And the Trips I sell in box that licks
I OD on the Mushrooms P as flushed out the Keys I Gs made
In the shade with the blades I Lifted Sprays for Days
All over I shoulder the Gray Alien I am
As I jam and price just like the Ice dust in Brain Trust
Crushed Crystal Meth
I leave it to deceive hits as grieve bits and pieces
Reach this with heat Split plus the Weed Trip
Imma try some Cacti
Mescaline Higher that flyer on wire I seen it Speed then
Epinephrine as I Set ends the lesson
Back in Strap kill as jack until then I bell already steady
Head heat up as OG
I lit it up and sit up

I Trip guts out and One Round clipped from the Pounds of Pot
I clocked a lot on the spot
With the Water thought I taught you that and murderer
Curvature of the Earth seen in Sunbeam as one Gleam on Cannabis Dream
With the Steam Clean

Smoke Fat Blunted Trips
Puff Puff Pass
Light up that Grass
I sold a baggie to tag heat up One Street
I seen it beam them like Methamphetamine
Except I got it clean for what I mean is I Green Bud strict
Don’t be a Prick
Smoke the Chocolate Thai
It’s in the eyeball as designed crawl the white walls
I brawl
With all who try to stop me from smoking Pot Heat
Up on the beat the lead duck that seed grown for flown heads

I light this blow flow and sew Lead bullets in the fullest
Yo!  Hold it!
Skip that bullshit
I let off a full clip of the AK-47


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/28/24 07:42 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868213 - 07/28/24 09:39 AM (3 months, 11 days ago)

I’m the chill kid
Smoked the two year bid of Cannabis
Ran it fast up the track when One last like a Gun Blast
I trusted that cut to facts shut the door
As core and what’s more I can’t stand a ill more violent until you seen what’s in store
Before the War my stock did soar
I lit it tore to shreds the bled blood fest as I rub the rest out
I murdered heads shout out Red Out
I run the dead down the Dragon

All I bag in this I witness the crisp
List on the flip side to ride inside the tide turning burning Ganja
Earning stripes alarm bare as facts the strap
The max
With the tic tac
I cast
Over all and at last the burner come to install
I’ve seen my past brawl and I night crawl
I Light Walls on Psilocybin flights and I ball

I’ve been part of Drug Scenes
Now I Water it clean
As Slaughtered lit the team up for Cream
I seem invincible and rinsable
I cinch to pull off doughnuts
I flow cuts into roll up the whole thing with Wing
I gut it sting that buttered
Fluttered like butterfly I Soldier die in Eye
I’m quite a guy Yes!
And I’m fresh back and blessed
I ate straight to peel the plate back and a Weight Sack
I busted 8 flat as spades
Lifted shades off gunplay to Soldier day
As I fold you up Gray
I lifted the Hay Bales
Without fail I rail
Nail it
Pale hit the garbage as charge into
Sin I been glued to TV
All need be I Speed easy
As breeze flee
When you see me I light up a Tree and G
This Water is fluid liquid key
In the crew that’s wicked
I mix it with Herbs
That’s word
I got the bird and 33rd off the deterred
Spot gets served

I make a rise of butterflies
While I’m high off substances fly up into the one Wind that drew
Crystal Clear brew
My official I launch like a missile with the twist propel in sell sales
I bail on and stay all word as bond with no delay on the Gunplay
I slight as daylight insight excite the best bite was one right
I might expose flows that drug grows into rows of crops nonstop
Will it Pop?
I’ve seen it so I gleam rich off the steam as switch team
I beam Lift the dream up I clean up
Get you to brew as crew release shut
I beef but I smoke a Spliff
Ready and willing to riff on the mist in the mountains gone off the Water Fountain
I count then backwards as spread the Psychedelics
Angelic
With the relic I fell with hits to melt into Trips
I lit this and quickly I seen a crew sickly Gunning Up and Running Up
On someone with one tucked it’s something that Gun ring offa
I cough up a lung smoking Ganja hum
I relight the stung I sung a song of the bong rips
I light this 5th off of tighten the grip
Insight then I skip you
Drip you and with a mix of brew I sick dude with the fluid
Tear right through it I movement in the room spin


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/29/24 12:37 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868217 - 07/29/24 01:25 PM (3 months, 9 days ago)

I wake up High
As a sign in the eyeball
I make it fall
In relatable crawl swim and skim in the spit licks twist these with Reefer
Dip into Ether as I beaker lift the speaker off synthetic
These designer drugs magnetically attract the fact is this
Stay out my business you witness
I rinse this as I flip switch the mic up
You could get it Lift up in the cut as tight shut off front
All I want is Peace
So I released tracks that feedback off a Weed Stack
I want another like no other I rubber grip
Pistol flip that crisp gel and lit off the propellant
Back in Hell skip to the relevant
I bell and just Set
Off progress in lock step
I talk breath as Hawk
Death come from you as squawk
I mop
Up the floor with core Flipped this War
People need to do drugs more and slip Keys into Locks and Beam
Like a Green Machine off THC
Cannabinoids I rap this avoid the tactic of back split up the static like magic
I have it grab it some stab it up
So I ran with truck jewels over fools
As we light this in schools that frighten

I can’t wait to polish off
Meet the boss
A hollow point round sound out the barrel
A marriage with crew back into these Guns drew off the Weed Suns
I beam thugs back as I rub
Dab a nap offa cap I smoke the scrapyard as hard
Disbarred with the shards and pieces
The easiest to reach was the Genius beneath the Weed Keeps me Lit
I sit up to Trip they run up and twitch I seen the Sun Up
I keep some funds up but it’s not enough
Without the money to drink freely
Cap as need be
I seen the sap and repeat off the beat
I got an Oil Company that run the Street
I tons of complete runs on the sums in the fleet
Everyone dusted back and eat up
They read up as they need truck jewels
I manage fools off the Caps
I light it raps I inside on the Straps
I come from behind relapse
And Guns from behind blow the brains out all over the signed
Down in lanes round the bend

Back in the black lane
Rapped up in the game that wrapped up by this in the name
I heighten the senses
Track and dense hits of smoke
I choke
Fiend for dead broke off the comatose cope with the close shave
See that and I’m brave
To tight as the Knives and Guns
I require funds to be seen as Green
Off the lean for they beam
I light up on steam
As on dream for the ease in the payment that way bent
Off the day spent in making rent taking event the cent extra
Back in Mexico for it to score it
Flipped it stop the War with this Cannabis
I got the lift
The type that Space Spliff write the Trip off mix in
I 6 in the wagon all Dragon
With the toes tagged and I flag in
I got it the dance steps that crews kept back and stress off
I mean they off Set and raw rep with the slept on
Bong Hits I write a song for the Flips


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/29/24 06:15 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868220 - 07/29/24 09:38 PM (3 months, 9 days ago)

More Tai Chi
Less hard on mark start get set go flex and show a Rolex glow
Before lex I store as flow
You got to know Tai Chi
I realistically see
As free as can be I Tree up
I seed up a crop for the veggies fruits nuts and herbals medically
Serve crews
I burn blues up
I fluid tuck one in to ruin your screw into win with the blade blood and shade thug
I be a made plug all relate hug a Tree and fade drugs off of G
I got a Kilo of Ginseng
Now I’m in the thing with Wings
This lightness brings all I sting like hype swing swords and cut stab
A real War in fact
This tore through the track
All they still killed by the millions over billions and little children with Guns

There was a War over Freedom
And cement
In the Drug Game we went flying
We try to evade radar
Stay high in the days that turn past at last I scored more Grass
I light the task up
The static is magic
With the ragged rugged drugged up
I word as such flush down the toilet
I toil in the Royal Lane as game to One Name
I light this Brain I chain
Relight the spectrum down in section Cash as debt Sum
I get let from the noose
As I shake it loose I Tack as soon as Gats reduce you
I flew drew stay in move groove
Approve of the Chinese
They dyin’ for keys overseas
While Americans shot and there again
I spot it tear you end the practice how the attack this
I write it last crisp as dice rolled
Patrolled the Soul on I cold dawn
As the song I Mic up a Long Struggle
That bubble up I trouble struck back as double Cap
The maximum
Score some sacks and you done
On tracks you get spun

People front
Like they run this Trip when the Sun come up
I ton of buck
Off the soft and done one round the Pounds Lit
Grass and lit off the ass with class that pedestrian
Grab his left hand when we cross
The boss caught it lost up
I tossed up with some raw stuff
Salad like I was Italian
Now I claim Shaolin
And Wu Tang
The Wu Tang phenom
We all be the bomb striking arms and type wit with the charm

Plus I lit up I don’t cause harm to get up
We split up
And written up tickets for you to picket fence park in the dark
That’s off the arc and you bark
I caught a shark
Made a mark and Hark!

I cut this start up the One thing I run the Wingtips thick
Plus I got a tight lip and sip
The shake as I bake
You just made a mistake and couldn’t take the Ace
As I displace I case the disgrace
Tight up laced with the make and model
Of the haste in shooting up the place


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/30/24 11:27 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868224 - 07/31/24 06:36 AM (3 months, 8 days ago)

I’ve got the compost for my Pot Plants
I Soul on a dance that show slams
I hit it romance
I flow hands up in the front row for glow
I roll that hold cats up to show tags
All these bags and sacks I got I get shot at for Product
I’m locked up
Toss that scratch the flow latched in
I Soldier to begin I fold you
I Gold true as Platinum
Scatter atoms to the wind as I rescind
I type to herbal blend
Lent this tremendous
Back and fence lift the entrance
I got the death sentence so I crept with
Slept with back and Step Trip
I Max a Mexican Sack of some Dank Sativa bank was
As I stank off the buds I thank those for the job who Crop Up
I fit it Locked Up
Past the rock but I job to shut the place up
About face and they struck as taste what?
I made a case for dust back and flush that
I bust cat up as a rat I sat in the corner like foreigner

Everyone wants to hear Mike
Rap about Meth and bust pipes
I hit you over the head then fled from the Cops
I shock up the Lock
Cut that back as Ice
Flipped a sack and rolled the dice
I folded mics up the type cut as twice but I like that
It’s how it is in biz I light up Trizz
So I could make millions back and chill with a sack
I chill with
The max
Right over tax flew some laps
I mean it I attack that Zenith
I Strapped with the latch lifted
Covering the entrance with defensive tactics with the Pistol grab it
You had it why I bag with hype the Magic sniper rifle
I got it type to pull up guns as thugs mic
I dusted back the flight task as One Night
I written for the fight as sit in on the like that
Metallic
All I rally behind as I unwind after a session
Up all night and no half steppin’ on the strike match
As done clasp with death
The Gun’s Breath
You can’t have it all and jet
Don’t forget!
I’m dangerous with the flavor adjust to the must see movie
All groove heat in the slew beat
All the crews meet up and amp
I lifted a Green Lamp as I said fuck Meth as stamp
I got the sample to cancel with ample Cannabis

I went on Safari
Cutting hard heat
Picking Mushrooms
The ones that run
In my Sun
I got the Gun back
I run it stacks with Reefer Capped
I swam laps
So I light Straps up
I sacked up
Magic so back up
You could get it damage plus I got the advantage
Like no contest as I bomb fest off the product
Time for a mushroom to law cut
I raw such and such as bust that
Trap up on the Map
I disintegrated when I faded
I hit the ground and layed down as I peak I speak
I reek of Cannabis since I was a kid man it’s been like wind blowing
All flowing all knowing
All of us showing up and rolling
Soul Controlling
I got the Cold Wings
I busted things like that up the type to snap as hype tracks
Look!
A Cubensis back and spent it on the entrance
I Left and then twist up a couple
So I could split the something up and done with
The mic Gripped
We all need to Trip


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (07/31/24 08:46 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868226 - 07/31/24 05:13 PM (3 months, 7 days ago)

I’ve turned into a Water Head
No doubt about it the Sun Set over the branches of my Ganja Plants
I dance advanced
Fasting
Casting up the call as all follow hollow step
I swallow breath as hold Techs
I get it sweat back as left the trap as stamped
Signed and sealed deal
Plus we Trip the OZ of Mushrooms
We custom back and rush one to bust one
We get it to dust done like lucky I spun heat
All the way up the Street
The Street Code as the beat rolled through I told you I drew you in Dragon
All I got I shot at the Lock in rap that Guns Cap
I Sum on the map as I tap my toes for flows
That’s just how it goes
I rock live shows so into the Soul we Golden Platinum
I sat that one out as One Route gone down from a small farm town
I hustled back and crown rusted Strapped from now until I’m dead
I license like Red that Ice is
I twice lit up the slices of cake and mic this cable fat as I stack
You mustn’t shall not relieve me while I Pot up on Ganja
You can’t see me G in the Wings
I sting back as One Ring
I Gun sling

I turn different colors
I’m an emulsifier
I fire up and tire traction cut down the fraction
For the black Sun as One
That sack done we smoked it Cocaine Crack to light the brain
In fact we dice game Spliff in this of Cannabis
I ran some Trip down to One underground club
As I dub I rub up against
The fence as I jet back on the Set and ramifications
Let the sensation of my hit radiate across the State
Let it marinate then skate off
I skip the late off the day soft as I play a tune the boss chained up in a room
I blood stain crews get the shoes knocked off
The block cost a lot for smoking Pot on the dot
I light up the sight cuz as wuz back as club hits in the back
I Drug Stacks
Mean this wax in fact  I lit on a sack right now
Of the Herbals
KAPOW!

You could light up Dope
But what was Dope as a Dope causes rubs back?
I got a dub sack of Meth
I’m about to swallow all I follow with the ball slow all night long
Like a prong I plug into electrical socket
I cock back and One Strap as Guns snap at the laugh was that a Cap?
I max and relax until I fill my nostrils
I’m hostile when it comes to the Block Roll the Soul for the shot in the mile run
As Sun for the Gun Out I could get it numb downtown
Fucked up
I could get it duck that’s bad luck
For Truck Rope I could split it Dope
I hit a note so sweet I could write for sheets on beats
I run the drum complete with the Speed lift
All I need is Trip
I bleed with this gift I got
I learned so much I rush
Back as Crack Cocaine Hush!
Don’t speak or you seen as Green I light some like steam clean
I got the team on the beam for how I gleam
And it’s like that come right back
As another dub sack when I run down the Planet spin and orbit
I could get more lit and light a target Set as bomb threat


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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868227 - 08/01/24 01:11 AM (3 months, 7 days ago)

That’s a sandstorm as warm as core of Sun with a Gun
I lost my Gun and done up
I sum up with the hum but I stung cause as was of the troublesome
I double one back and run tracks
With the contact I bomb back as I solid as the Cap
Max astrophysicist
I limitless the way my digits Trip
All over flip take a sip and lit
I dig into it
Been it
The rhythm
All I give em is the incision into the listen to the crew with vision on brew
I clock it lock it Blue as I stop hit
I box best when under stress as Gun out the Chest
I buck off the Step cut your loss as does for as they buzz I get it Sum
I got the Gun back
With one track you could see it thumbtack
But I bust run back to the sack
I Lift
In this I feel the Steel shift
On the real Yo
That’s how I feel
I’m alive and clock it tribe as the inside the ride on homicide
While One Glide

I drew back in one breath
The Gun talks for you so step
I tour on through the War torn as born into
Some true as blood as I rub that
I get a dub sack a couple times a day
I light this right with it yo
I’d rather twist some reefer
I get it peep your technique you sleep on
Left you week I see this on the Trees
Wrong as a backward bong hit
My song hit always
Ball through pathways my hat stays intact as I map up
Drew the tap the toes rap that flows back up
I light the track up
I sacked up fully
Get the heat to drum beat as One complete I dusted all within reach
To see that seek
I got the bleep
Run back with the drug sack as I rap
I done that intact with impact
I run rap
I Gun up on the map as I thumbtack
I run with the Strap fully with the pull heat
On the Street you meet defeat

I’d be happy to take you on a Trip
Let’s get lit up beyond belief as we roll to the beat
I cold in the Streets
You never know which Trip is the lick so I kick it
Back and Lift cause of what was as does
A Trip rips you off
Rewrites your loss into gain
As one way in I blood stain rain on the pavement
I get the rain bent as fade
Lift the shade as a hand grenade Soul out and played I relayed
Dipped into the stew we witch’s brew
All tip and drew back the One Gun as Sun Stacks
We light the max
But back to you
Yeah a Trip will blew your mind from the signed
On the dotted line I bind up the contract
As I brought the bomb back
I find that those with flows they showcase
In the roll in your face
As told I laced up
Tear the place up automatic
I’m a savage when I handle baggage I tag with a Spliff lit
I tight as shit
If you’ve ever Water Fasted the Trip is like a fraction but 1000 times as strong!
Here!  Hit a bong to release the song before you Trip before long
You seen it drip brains
All lit in lanes behind the mind as I hit drains into the root as shoot through the Earth
Out into the Universe


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Edited by Solid Log (08/01/24 10:41 AM)

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    #868233 - 08/02/24 06:06 AM (3 months, 6 days ago)

The Golden State
Whip the plate off the take one for Gun Summing
I’m running back for the ball to crawl up the tactic is to brawl
With all you saw as law decisive mics lit
I twice bit off a hit
As I like it to spit as Ice Block
I’m tired of Trip
And Water
I caught it sorted through as drew in the Ganja Smoke
Then blew out a hit
Crews can’t handle it when I amp my shit
I get it ran through
Sing the land Blue all I ran to
I shank a man do
Up the plan school
I lit the fan pool of the wave like tight in flight as behave

I must might up the dice roll as Soul
Lift it to the Old as back as Gold on the Map
Fluid intact they blew it
All I strike like I hit the bite locked up as shocked
I mean it tops of Ganja Plants
So I do a Ganja Dance
I type to freelance off the beat scatters for matter
I hat up the sat in the cut as black but I stacked shut
You ass out I heard as Bird that cast out
I run some grass down for One Crown
As the Sun Down

Smoking Coca
It evaporates like a breeze I track up the scattered thought as I rush
I seen it hush that
Relieve the One Strap I got I like a lot
I fiend for Ganja
But I bomb on the Coca
Lit it up slow ride on the Bullet still inside
This isn’t any bullshit
This is the full clip
Rewrite the sip of tight grip
That fiend did slip

Seen the thickness with the quickness
Slippery
They can’t get with GP
I Set it Ski past you leaded black fed it
Max on the Map that tread it Crack Cocaine
All shoulder holster for bolster I split a rollercoaster
I fiend for most of the rock I got
To smoke up
Shot the block up on Product so I Locked up
I seen it Top Gun
All like this Sun I’m number one on the lesson
Scratch this back flip tight grip
Mics lit
I service as fit
You just gotta do it
To loose fit
You spit a cruise Trip
On the Smooth tip
It’s dangerous
But we light the flame with the Product so roll out about it rounded Downtown
I flipped another Round bound for the head as said Federal Agent
CIA sold me my Crack Cocaine for the Brain

It’s fun to get high Oh My!
I split a die up rolled
Past the herbs that burned my Set up
I passed the lead up to spread cuts
Back and flushed Red Blood
All Thugs mic this like Drugs
I gave a tug and unplugged you from the socket
I got hot shit that top with the model to stop and split the bottle up
I shot crews all up who oppose flows
As my Tai Chi grows I lit you in rows to go below zero freezing
Dragons degrees in the Wagon
All I bag in this as Witness
I Trip rest the Set as breakfast
Cap and Death Wish
I seen a Head Split over money
Nothing funny here to sear you
I drink a beer or two
I lean the ear in stew to yell right through with the blew the brains out flew
Into the screw face
All lighter Blue chase you fighter I smooth Ace the Flights with the shoelaces
I lit in Space I make the date as hate with the same flip
Black and came with a sack
As I seen you from the back packed with static
The automatic Magic I don’t want to have to grab it and tag lit
The sag bit the magazine
All over Cream
This lightning strike beams of Sunlight as One Gun Fight that be tight


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/02/24 01:59 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #868236 - 08/02/24 03:12 PM (3 months, 5 days ago)

Everyone needs a full drowning
Downing brews to Crown Lit tools hit up the scene as Mean Green is toked
I broke out to choke down to the ground rolling on Pounds of Ganja
I loced out I smoke down but back to the rounds
I split this ground up approach of the big soak as you Dope up
Split the Coke Cut
I mean it lean hit the Greenest Bud that Thugs Bleed with
I beam split the lean on the team for clocking ease in the breeze
Kids lit this like disease to bright with the means and ways
This Bullet pays back as the fullest in charge as large
I hit the margin up and barge in
Park in the garden as I hard to hit as Mics Lit I split the scene
I seen it so I dream of the hits to stop as I cop a spot on top
Of the entrance I back and head split the rent clip the dead up
Back and bled up
Crews got fed up so I said but as they fled
I turn Red
The Bullet stops as meds I cop
I on the dot to blow more Pot as I fully shot up
I hit a Rock Cut
As Blockbuster
No lackluster here as I steer through the rear
Of the lanes behind the brains
I light as Blood Stains ignite into flames
It’s a real shame how they came with it
My game different so I sit on the bench and park it mad darken shit
I stark stand out grit as the mark in the trick star in the car
I went far as the guard of the military barred
Back and large in the fight as it frighten they back and bite then
I should just give up fucking writing on sight then

Herbs on Water
I catch
A High Energy Blast
Then I Cash up Again
To rewrite the trendsetter measure back facts backed with data
I got the matter wrapped up
Scattered you met the rapper that’s dead plug
I mean it I chug
I got the bug as I relax and hug
I make a mugshot go off plot for the Dope Spot
I flip a Glock I got
I mean it I beam with the hot
Lean with the caught like Jesus I knot up and feed this reagents
I bleed crisp as the team Lift
We got the Ginseng
I title as cycle back and King I sung
Of the days when rap pays
I made it Grade A
Grayed Out and laid out
You could see it play out
So stay out the way
I get it bright as daylight SunBeam
All the team got it so stop that
I reignite on Top Hat
With the Gun Cap
I Mapped the Sun to release numb
I Coca Smoke
And back and loc
Jacked up to see the Strap cut
I need a new Strap to talk about
As I walk around

My Qigong
Flows onward and upward
Like a stuffed bird I have returned
To burn with herbs I churn
You learn
How I earn the Cash and make it Last Place in your face
For the beam to trace as laced up
I spit the place off as gloss over roller
I hold a Golden Statue that catch crews lacking
I’m stacking bucks and don’t give a fuck
I mean it I got it Cream hits
Joints to the point I light this coin flip
To skip the hip and Trip back and sip the liquid
A Yo Stoners!
Let’s kick it and mix it with the trick flip Indica and Sativa
I light it to be yah seed in from the Street
I dusted back call it Weed
Perhaps I key in the stash
I make it last in the Grass for Fast up
This shit is Trip

And flow the task luck as Flipped
The hip to double dip in this twist
You might have missed
The cycle don’t get pissed I got a rifle
Aimed at the brain
I got the Cannabis Stain and remain
On the heat with the dust and beat
I Sum on the run for it spun
To get another one
Yo!  Roll it light it smoke it
Put down your Gun and enjoy the Sun


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (08/02/24 10:40 PM)

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