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 Solid Log
Hollywood
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Loc: Seattle
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I’m on Water
I need LSD
And a Treasury Gold Certificate
To stick it in the face means the case
I tripped the place
Fade out the bass
I mix it with the taste
That Makes
America Great Again
When I rock the lens I bent
I mean it meant for a cent
I pay the rent
The Dragon
All title all the flags in this recital
I clock arrival on time to rhyme
I spit a five O
Relax like John Doe
I spit it pronto
Means I bomb slow
I flip this calm smoke the Pot and Gone Broke
So much smoke I ripped it wrote
All the bags I tote I got to float bond
Release the job
I split through the fog and jog
I tripped the Mob
I split it down the middle and get it
The riddle
All the setback
Means Wetback Mexicans on tracks
I’m deader than gone hex acts up
With the track struck
On the map I relax
Shit the case in the face in the place to be
GP
Drugs are a felony
So let a Tree flow for how it go
With the LSD Tab Glow
I spit for the front row
And now you know
Gold
Gold mines that lock in lines
That come from behind and blind
I Trip it then dip it off
Drip it Raw was all you saw so I bust a jaw
I seen it Law
For all the tall I Trip it brawl the following
I swallow the hollow the Wing I ball slow
Tall grow on glow
I flip it show the ticket in I kick it
Kick back with a sack
It’s the OG Young Mac
With the Strap
I fiend for a car jack
And all the deuce rap
I slip a new sack in
Then commence to bend
Methamphetamine
But all this cream it seem I switch it top lean
For off the beam
I triple team
Split the cream up with the fiends who know the flow
I Trip it here it go
I get wicked
Kick back and sip it liquidate
Straight
On that 8 Ball
I seen a Gold Plate called a fake
So I Make It Great
I spit it cake
Seen the make and model
I Trip lift all the throttle up to full
Like a full bottle
I got the hot one burn I earn
I kick it with the Syndicate
Most of them are Military
I spit the stare heat down the Street
To a sum of beat drum
I eat up the fleet come as sweet
I clock the sheets up
With beef they struck as Heat Bust
I spit a Pot Leaf adjust
To all the flush back
And rush that
Syndicate on the map
We tortured
Spit a War Bird
I seen the 33rd
I split a Verb
Like word up
I spit it burn truck on the buck that
I spit a rough rap
Off the map but I chill on Tracks and Touch that
I seen enough black
I spit back rough it up to dust tracks
In the mud
Like a Thug I bug
So I split a Drug with a Soldier
Caught it fold your
Roll up
I Spit the Gold up
Platinum Sold cuts
That shoulder holster yours tucked
I mold the folds up
I sick as sold once
I don’t front
Most aren’t Syndicate
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/29/24 10:36 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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I connect on Drugs
All bikinis like this
And light this thugs up
On Drugs I spit a plug nut
As we bust shots
On Pot I roll thunder in one spot
I’m under the influence
Of Drugs and the brew in this
All fluent
Into it crew into it true lick the blueness
I flew with Drugs
All I do is Drugs then I slug up the mug
I spit a bug all light this like Ice is
My mic in my grip
I sight the Trip
Drugs
I under the tip of the knife
That’s life
I spit the hits
Roll the dice all I beam through twice
I lift Hebrew all speed grew under
One wonders if Drugs the wonder Drugs
I spin it to the tug the limit passed that
As I ass cat up the Cash Stack
I fiend to flash that off Drugs
Under number one wonders which Drugs legal
All through this sequel
Crews get evil and wicked
On Drugs a yo!
Why we can’t kick it on the plug list
I dub a rub fist
I’m so fat on a Ganja or Meth stack
I fiend for tax to run back
The straps I made on Drugs
Enlightened me to great heights and freeze
Lift the Ts up on these Trees I cut
Drugs
I endorsed Donald Trump’s Firearm
Spit a five alarm blaze for days
All in the craze
For Make America Great Again
I spit it stench for the inches of him
I benchmark spark a arc off the henchman he bring
All the swing
Whatever sting
Whatever Wing
Donald Trump wants to be my King
Without a Ballsack he drifted big and tall rap
I spit it all that
I make a Ball Fat
Intact I don’t give a fuck who’s President
If they Represent the Syndicate
Which Trump ain’t
He bitch made
With a fade
I Trip the spot and Haze
Smoke the Sativa Grays
I could light him for days
MAGA is amazed when I phase out the Donald Dumpster
I spit for a punk?
Word as bird I hit the curve off a swerve
I light the nerve up
As I turn the spot in the cut
Word Up!
You could get it sure nuff
Trump
Will Photo Op on your grave
I recite like a slave
Born in days
When the Gun Preys upon the Young
In the school I from and went to
I intent on Blue
For the wrench we call crew
All foods
Run on the flew
Screw up?
You get Food Served From The Food Truck
I spit it up
As the cut
Once was as does bust hands that land on command
I got the sham
Wrapped up as fam
I got a man who don’t understand the brand label
I spit it stable
Bust it able to wear a Truck Cable
I spit it ain’t as rough as they bust has it dust bags
PCP
All they can’t see
I light a G up
A P in the cut I’m GP
Called a nut
But Yo! We’ll see who’s on front
I murder G up in the Trees for chicken feed as they breed
Reproduce a deuce on fed as Gang Truce
One in the head
Soldiers found dead on the spot
Shot by the Gang that talk the Syndicate Slang
All the beats on this rang
Defeat twist up the Reefer
I Reek exist of the creeper at night
Will in flight
My Gun held tight through the fight
I ignite
On the Light
I seen a Gun Fight
I chill as One Right
Get your fill before you get ill
I got a lot of dirty Dollar Bills
In Golden Seal
I’m about to peel
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/30/24 10:10 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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All the water flows in rivers to the sea as they smooth rocks
I Chi
Of the river
Fools shot on delivery
I Spot a Kilo all steel slow in the peel
I’m for real
With the Key
All this Tai Chi got me to where I want to be
MCs shot me
My Glock free to shoot back
And lock me
I stop heat in the Street as I rock sheets
Put crews to sleep
As I shock heat all over
Split a Soldier up
In a folder
All tucked
In the roller before you duck
I told yah
You didn’t listen
So now you glisten with blood in a fetal position
Hug the ground how profound
I split it down to Downtown
I flipped a round went off
Like a cough
It stocks and boxes up the process into product
My Glock manifest
The topic was a Black AK-47
I sent to Heaven for real because I peel Caps like tangerines
All I heal
I for real
I get it to the Street for the deal
I steel with the Street you could feel
The heat up the Block
With my Glock
I feed this flock with some birdseed and Weed
Ganja
The calm bomber lit the charm up
On a hotplate
Got my 8 ball straight
Get weight up the Product
All it’s about is Guns
Rap crews run the stats for sums
I leak this into weakness
For the from the speech Trip
In sequence
All I breathe is hits
The Lift in the Ski
For fee
I Cash as stash on a G
For the Tree of Life
I hate to heat device that lead you bleed you twice
Recede into grow Ganja Weed
I promise I’m the bombest when you harness the Tower of Power
Rhymes skip the shower
Hand Grenades down this way as the coward delay and get sprayed
With Bullets
Pack to the fullest
I told you
It’s all about the Guns I sold your crew
By the tons
For funds I lock this
Hum on hopscotch
I Lift the Glock up
It’s plastic as I tragic in the mastery of it has to be manifest
I clock the rest for sleep
Weary eyes in disguise I bare the Street on the rise
I split the mind up
Psilocybin
I tag on your wall
Close your storefront
All out of business doors shut
I hold it in the cut
I rolled through
I hold true
In the stew I lit it flew into zone that’s Blue with the clue on a 22 shoe
I ripe as drew back
The license
All in it herbs and spices
I talk and walk around diamonds as I spineless jellyfish reap out the rest
Block this test
Off the Water
All I caught your crew on tour and shock flew through the room
On the full moon I assume
Make the bass boom
Into the high noon
Gunfight
I speed it just right
In tight
In flights with the lead heights up they bled
I fled into the system wed by this dissed then
So I risk death and Trip Sets
All off this cough this and skip bets
I soften up the law lesson Steps into trace
For the fully laced
They say to say no to drugs in the shade
I seen a lot of thugs bug off that with a blade
Stat as raw rap as I Cap made
They folded with no Caps to hold under the Sun Rays
Golden
All whack crews rolled into a Ball
And dusted off the Urban Sprawl
Blood stains in some drug lanes
I’ll let another thug to you explain
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/30/24 02:18 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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I manifest the primal vortex
Of War threats
The Universe blazes with stars I gaze at at night
I flip a fight just like I take flight
Into the night I write wrote
Slip the antidote to kinfolk
As I been joked about
I broken around
Soaking down with the hose
For the tight flows
I shock at shows
Collect extra dough
I Set it now below the threaded
Cosmic Energy
Chi
The Manifestation of blessed
I Manifest
The rhyme comes next where they flex
Behave with the West where the Sun Sets
I shot out the time come to rhyme some more for War
I went on tour with the Bullet
I write this no I full Trip
On the dull cold sweat of the hold that bet
I sold you metal rolled through to settle
The bid that you slid through
You could see the blood drew
As thugs stew
Runs into the River to the Sea
All these things are and will always be in Tai Chi
I stock a breed
As sewn seed
Ganja
On this farmer in the Sun Dance
For Sum I rant and rave
But you gotta be brave
To practice
With the first batch you Lift
Release stress and you blessed Soldier
I Set it
Back with the head into the extended Trip through the blend
It end
All progress I comprehend the lock step
With the threat that’s bet
I get Wet then Jet out the place
No need for another taste as this trace was misplaced by most
From the stoke the fire to get higher
I spit the leaded iron from the stock high as the wire tie in
To the cry in the rise when
I caught the eyes as I stop on dime and thread the needle
All who are feeble I wax a Weed Cough as Gel
And heat the cross as floss for the seed to elevate
Set it straight on a plate
I flipped your fate
Tripped to Ice Skate
Head it ate up the blood stain on the way in it’s raining
All brain dead instead of the Feds I shock with lead
All murder I intend to burner
I flipped it turner of the spot I stop
Hearts and card carrying fist rain the deadly aim
I Spliff the remains
Of thoughts from brains I caught in the came
With the name we ain’t Set the same
So I refrain from shocking up your lane
As I stock sing of the Wing and show steam
As I float ring the coat off
I sold soft as I told boss
I hold costs down
All around
Tricolor
Cross state
End of the 8 Ball
On weight
I spit
For the Trip to mix
Into the twist true as they mix brew
Guess who?
You guessed it
I manifest Trip
When I Set flip they dead
Hit the wall instead
Murder up the feds for talking heads
As they break bread and send
Every day
Guns true as in play with funds
Screw into the relay
Rounds they spray all over
Soldier colder than War as it rolled your
Tour through
Like I born with the fluid
I ruin into the movement
I scoot tricks crews exist
I misty mist the spray like Sun Ray
In the Shade with a fade
I got a blade
And a hand grenade
I clock this like Glock fits
In to begin
I write it it’s a sin
But Yo!
You gotta begin to thread
Take a bullet in the head
Instead you could intend
To Lock it bled
Like a socket take it in and spin
You dread
The dead end as they spread
Bullets into the defend
I pull hits
And skull as this kicks
With the Gun Bang
I Rang through as I sang
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/30/24 09:32 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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Twin baseball bats
As I extended energy through the fingertips on a Meth Trip
We got a cycle of 9s drinking all types of wines
My find on the exit
Make your Set flip back and forth
On a sketch kick of course
For the dead sip
The liquor down quick as it has it blast that off the map
I seen the strap and feed through they breed into make seed
The wind blew all this true
I flipped the school
Shoot hoop
Make a noose to hang loose
All title like Master Bruce
He’s not my idol
So I shock with the tidal wave
Overwhelm at the helm your ship get to sink
Into this think
I got the bats
All over with the Caps
I roll as Soldier
So I fold your ass up into the trash
You don’t stand a chance against this advanced
Martial
Not just partial but like a carful of boys
We shot you with toys
Until this deploys all across
The boss caught it caustic
As I backflip into the mattress
I stack six
Into the mix for a fix?
I need a rinse
Glow down as I showdown at the flicks
I roll around
My Soul did pound as I break
Make it crush like a grape
I fit it snake
As I shake
Take it then bake it to break it
Cross talk as walk with the Hawk
Egyptians Stalk of the Ganja Plant to smoke
I got a chance to
I glance at your crew and shanks flew
All over lit it told your old soul to hit it
You on a roll
I turned Gold now
Sold my Soul how I fold up the mold as I Shaolin
From the Cloud Forest my porous skin
Soaks in the Chi
As who can this be knocking at the door for War?
I flipped a four four with the blades as tight as shades
In the Sun under One
I caught it
Bought it
Sought after
Cause it to float twist on the tokes slip into focus
I blown up the spot
I rolled with the thunder plot
As I cold shot shoot the plot
Is I dot
I head out shot
Dead on this Pot before I fed
I fled from the Gun as One
Deadly venom
I’m mark of reverend park into the shark
That shot hits stark
I flipped some tree bark
As all I seen is a mark
Of the Crane and the Dragon
All I flag down for rounds
I flip your pounds
I Ball Now as I Crown
Recite the sound as I flow downstream
Title beam
Homicidal Cream
For Suicidal Team
Float for the code of survival
Notice I’m not liable for your tribal
8 Ball
All I skate call it later skater
Flipped the fade off the radar
Display as gray as the maze in the blazing star
A Sativa Haze grown far as days to go before it dried jarred and cured
I spit the pure fluid
Raps back and screw it screw ball all I shoot is all I shot to lock it to boot as I clock it
I stop the hits from humming with the Gun Ringing
I could hear the thing singing
I binge in the exit to flex Trip off the Set I whip
Them dead until they edit that Medivac as the head cold cracked
For the Set Gold through the strap
As I two in tap the ruins
Through as I blew in my nose froze
I light in rows for flows it grows
On the closed case
Show your face or you get Aced
I dream about a place where no one waste anyone with a Gun to taste the Sun
I copy paste as I come with the greatest makeshift Space Lift the day Trip
On tight knit as tight grip
I shot the Sheriff
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/31/24 02:48 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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Jealousy of the Spot
The Street they rushed it on the block
The Feds swooped in like a Hawk with Law Enforcement
My source went to prison
But I've seen the vision
I spot as I microdot the shock
I lock
Like a sex object
I throb the heart the job
I mop it
The floor to the core
I spit War to the core
I Tripped it before I soar
I need more Green Bud Sativa
All I seen was thug
Leaning on the plug
About to bust one off
A round
So I bought a Pound of Grass
And float my Soul through class
I light the stash up
I bailed out my source and used force to retort against the Police Force
As I scored one home run with the Gun
I shot the Sheriff
LSD Tabs
Peyote Buttons
Mushrooms
All this stuck in the brain fed as fled for the rain a watershed event
The scent of the air in the player's dwelling in there swelling
They fell in love with the rub out
As one flew South down and small town up
I spit it sound up as I round up
From the ground up I funk
The punk shot his lump off the coast of Puerto Rico
I stock in Chico
I plot to speak slow on blow to those who know
I flipped it big toe
With the growth on it bunion
I split the Sun Hum
I shot the Gun off
I've lost count as I drank from the Water fountain
Then I dropped LSD and count ten backwards
I spit it sacked upon first take care of head
Until they Dead Set
I under murder threat so bet
I shot the Sheriff
I come with a white spot
Dope with numb rocks
I’m broke
So I hopped a fence to run from the cops
I had to get away with my Glock
I listened to hip hop
I hit the Trip Spot
So I could pickpocket
As I lock it
I top with
The knock you over the head and dipstick
My bread like it’s said
I medical edited the head burn down
I Set it then
I tend to turn red on a track that’s bled
In with the Feds
I turned and said
Murder I intend
So I bent
Strengthened the length
I gank for a link
I spit in the thing with the Wingtips
I breed these fists with the creases
I’m genius
But don’t let it get between us
I beam thus as I gleam trust that I bust back
With no lack
Nuts in a sack I grab
As I had it
Jacked as jackrabbit
I stab it
In to create spin
The mortal sin
I was born with to begin
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (08/31/24 09:28 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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Everyone loves the Glock 9mm
It’s the heater that won all the records
For shots fired in a second
I back and rep it
The Glock
I talk about the Hawk and Cannabis
But Glock ran some shit with my AK-47 I roll then
I soul to soul
Hold that
As I rolled up into a ball all you call gats
And it’s like that
I split it up the middle for a hit you’ll pull back
In a sack I got the Glocks
Murder
Chalked up bodes
All I shot was heat from the Glock on the Street
I rock it beat up the talk with it is I shock it
I lock it down
For the tre pound click I get a lick
I back with the crisis stick the Ice in the fridge
Let it melt slow from head to toe
I got Ganja to blow
I rock a show at thirty below
I rip it hold all I tip it Gold
I skip it then I twist em
Listen
I crisp in position to first then I Tripped with the banana split
I’m on a mission
I’m a cook who shook
Tripped it then I hooked the competition
On this for the six in
What does Crack Cocaine mean to you?
All birdie flew off a third of the heat I drew
Back as they stack
I Gun Rap the Mac 10
Ass out you could cash out I spit it for a stash house
I mixed the mash down and boogie
All I shot freeze
They run with the breeze
As automatic Gs
With the clock Speed
Sped as I Lock bread up to topic
I smoke Crack Rocks Yo! Don’t knock it
I shock hit the top end as I bent
I enter the center for the measures taken
All I flake into fakes with the makes and models
Of classic cars as I jar shake it to grease as I hate the beats
You on the Streets walking and talking while they flock over to Soldier
I split a roller back in Boulder, Colorado
I spit it thought so
As my Glock glow
I hop scotch all the stops pulled
I Rocked full of the Crack the Strap I spit it hand the mic back
Then I lit it
I missed the Trip so lets list this
I pissed
But I’m not fully dissed cause I got the magic tricks fully Hawked
I stop and frisk
Top the sit down and Lift Rounds off the ground
Ricochet sound as I lock a Tre Pound
All I found was a lounge stock and bound
Clock that as I shot up in rap
Off the Mac 10
Speed a Powder Crushed Crystal Meth the out louder
Guns from around Pounds you Down
I split with Cash get Lifted on the Stash
I sick with it bitten
I get then to tend to end back as blended
Ask me you get it blast through the door for War
I lit it more? I didn’t think so so I Ice Skate on the Ice Skating Rink
What you think?
My Bullets don’t link
So I pull hits
Back with full Clips
Automatics with the magic sacks of black I got it static hats that Cap
I flipped the Raps
I mixed it then glisten with the listen to yourself
My Glock off the shelf
As I Top in it we got Lifted on the Block with some Spliff hits
I gift wrap the sack as turn black
Your murder rap I heard of fact that
I run it back Strapped
As I lift the latch
I cycle hatch off an Icicle
Plus I got a Bicycle
With Walls called Balls
Lift it all off the ground as tall as the sound of the Pop!
I been shot so I drop to the found the Spot
I talk that I Blocks on the Streets controlled in my Sleep
I flip the fold back to Grease
Guns in planned hand the jurisdiction land on the fans of the command
Structure as I bust more in
Lead until you Dead
Frozen with the clothes in the dryer
I admire a Cap as I retire mine from the Wire with the AK-47 Gun as Sun
From here to Heaven
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/01/24 12:44 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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Five 60
Nice nifty gift wrapped up on the Street Capped
My Gun rang as one Strap
With the Map
I track all progress as I bomb threats
I calm as the arm in the farmer John’s hand killing all on his land
I fill in the children with the skill then as the real
Bend this Steel back
I healed with sacks then I be all the Water P off Platinum
Speaking of
I’m reeking of Water I thought of
The proper as I cop a
Ganja Sack and float right back on the track offa
That’s Gold the map
Split it max the Dragon the catch with the fixed wagon
All the red flags and tags for the bagmen
I split it magazine emptied
Don’t tempt me on the Street
I lex as bleep
Out they freak
I meet all new and neat wrapped up gift of the Lift
I got the Spliffs I rock in chip
With the Glock I Lock as I Trip off the Hawk and Meth
I rocked it to death
All on my Spot all I got Left was the Block I walk
I Gun Talk as I stop
All crime related to all rhyme I lated
The sold that baited back and never skated on Ice
I inflated the make it to break it trace it back and lace it
Facts I stated while bladed
I flip it made it as the Gray Alien
The Belly
Refilled on their Jelly Gas Napalm
All hell beat
Down the door if you poor
I rich in this to the core with the Big Belly
I tell heat under the Street come with the sum with it
The I Trip Water
Extended clips I sort as sift through as I drift through
What Water Drip crew can’t do?
I skip it ran Blue into the true I flew over heads and Grew Cannabis
I ran this since I started Fasting Rinse
All the cast ring with Platinum
All Suns come up as the Drum Roll
What one Gold?
I got it cold rolled with my lightning Fast Old as tightening Caps up
Crews get slapped up for no match what?
I Trip it trap shut
All on the backs as clasp shut
The Straps come up
As I brand the land off of gas I did it done
To gain weight as fat
In combat my Bomb Back in space
In the Ace for the bass I in this case as a smiling face
Designed to grace the make that great again
Children with this sealed in
I real then
I peel bent
Off the entrance lent for the big scent whence of the Cannabis
I ran it down the Strip fat as a dip dug as bug rip off the big blunt
I sing a song
Of the Narcotic Flowering Tops of the Ganja
Before Glocks I wrote it in my mind to bind with Psilocybin
I thrive when I smoke the pokes constant
I long to get a long sack until the Buds are Back in Full
I pull on a J or a Bong
So Yo!
You could sing along
If you vote to legalize we can thrive
In this Cannabis Community
We want to see
Everyone fluent in this Herb
I say word
Before I was a Bird I heard of the turn up the volume and I’m Ballin’
I could hear the MCs crawlin’
In Cuts on the radio
Girls shake their butts
I rain in the cuts of Cannabis Dance
I lit for a chance again
Then I can end this song
With a
Can’t we all get along?
We different but the same
In the same game with the same aim with the same flame
Lighting the same Strain?
We can share and compare as we find our favorites
So many flavors to lift the spirits
World Peace!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/02/24 12:35 AM)
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Hollywood
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I am about to shaft with a gun rap on the Migrant stacks of the vibrant dope we supply it to fly and hit.
Juice
I came back to make make the Cash
But I make 5X that my classic
I hit it up that quick
I run the Map stick one on the wall to Ball
All ya’ll could learn one as I earned for a Gun
Now I’m making Meth Suns
I retire drums
Back as hum
Black off the stung sack out
I run it raps down
As they lack Crown
I split the Crack down
Lit it inbound to the Sound
I lit it wrap round
I flip it damn I hit it!
I lit it
The whole sack
Now I’m coming back on tracks
That’s a fact
I release Straps that
Sum as whack you from the stacks?
I kick cold facts
I release hats
Straight from the flats
I took Shrooms
Saw a Vision of my life
What I did right
And Wrong
Yo!
Should I hit this Bong?
I lit this song up
And the phone lights lit
I spit it right into the mic
I Tripped
Seen it now I beam it
I hit the cleaners
With this wax genius
A Yo!
Between us
I seen a fiend dig for Drugs
All thugs back as one wax
I spit a tax up
They ball out and ran down
One underground
I found on Shrooms
That Yo!
You need a whole pound to groove
Lounge real smooth
I spit it in tune
I flipped the Moon
On witch’s broom
Back and sick in this practice
My raps automatic
As I bag the flag down
With One Round in the chamber
Yo!
I see yah later!
I got the key in the lock
I spit it 40 Glock
Written
On the Block
I don’t fit in
I’m too Lifted plus I just drifted through the cut
I Trip with
Choose the ruins fat with all brew in that glass
I kick that ass
Lit up a stash and fiend to megablast
On a hit I charge it
I market it and darken it
Straight up park in it
I’m hard to get
I farm up the wet
A Solider step
I bold as threat
Told the Tech was the rep
So I Set
Fiend to infect the cracks respect
The wax on one done
As done it back
With the Gun
Where I come from we Sum
Like this License back on Ice and I strapped
The price is high
All taller than baller
Yo don’t even try
To call her on the phone
You laid prone
Spit in the zone
Your head flown
Twist one and roam
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/02/24 11:31 PM)
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Hollywood
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Mike has a Magic Smart Shop
He makes the heart stop
Mike pops off as the slot flow for floss as toss up
Mike hits the glow you know as for those stoned?
I Tripped in rows to smoke bones
Clones of the own this with the roam streets phone in
For bleeps I spit the zone bent
I went back to my shop for the one stop
I wrote it rock all around it
I was founded I rounded up from the ground then
As I scatter
What’s the matter?
The chit chatter
I flip the batter
On Meth as I license I numb back as step
The lead as left
The breeze in distress
For these Keys I run the Left Wing
Back and X sing off the def city kings
I strike back brings the Ice back
I mix in the mic jack
I fiend to smoke Crack Cocaine
Lit one hit to the brain
Trip it relapse the position
This heat wax on and off the mission
Bring the friction
I got my sunglasses on
I was a pawn made it King in One Wing
I cycle up that
As rub as bust back
You could trust that I smoke dust and
I brand sing the flushed crap down the toilet
I flip it boil it
The chemical Hashish Oil
Let it go all in
I sight back as ball intend
To wall to wall
The brawl took place between two straight laced
I Trip the place up
I sit in space shut closed case
With the game face as I make the meant that taste tracks
On waste bust back as Ace
Mike sounds strange until you found the page
Licked it brown range
As title mage
Magician
Back as Lift in the Magic Tricks
And I 666
Run the mix
Satanic
I’m about to plan the next Hit
As I Set Trip
In this Fix a death wish
Off with the head the headless
Medical dissed you
Incredible
The List Grew
Until I twist one turn Blue
I love Herbs
I’m a sort of Herbalist
A Taoist
I came to Town with 156 Herbs to my Head
As I rock a sheep to bed instead of sleep
I busted the Snake Chief
As Master for the brief
I roll it task to relief of the spastic
Trip that ass kicked
I mixed it mask it with plastic
Leather
Metal Gasket back and lever raise the pay as sever ties
I maintain with One Chain
I light this like brain
I hype with the slightest
I just as well might ignite and take a life
I split it hype up as Ice
I roll the dice
Got shot twice as the microphone device
Can’t handle my bite as I vandalize
I Trip in the rhyme I skip
I’m hip to the hop
You drop nonstop around the clock shock
Before the tip top
I seen this frisk lock the prisoner
The beginner swerve into hear this or that
Fat cat can’t match as ash burn the stash up
I split a Grass cut so Fast you cast as back on dust
That ass get crushed
So I flashed
Rewrite the wastebasket is where I trash it
I got flask of oil lit to coil with
I sight it spoil into the mix
With Royal
Heat in the twist up
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/03/24 03:40 PM)
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Hollywood
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Posts: 2,870
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The straight edge
Doesn’t understand the Drug Scene
It’s underground plus Cream
That head you round
To the clowns who run the show flip blow?
Hell No.
They miss this flow I skip on the row
For the dip in it slow
I twist you before
I Trip this and Once more
I rip shit
I scene at Christmas
With gift wrap
I seen a stash of Ganja Flash
As one armor outlast
The Gun from the past as rung
Amplify the spectrum that cancel most of the drum
From coast to coast I split this drug as hum the float
In the liquid back and kick it
I fit with the distance I missed the kiss of death
As black as One Left
I hit to the rep
As back at breakfast
Will in the checklist
That neck snap
I bust a cap
Respect the Sum
Your head numb and overdose
You got a Coat that hold Water
As I taught a
Class back as flash
That makes an automatic
I splash rap that fidget up into the Trip
You missed it
Specific
I twist hits with rigid
Flipped in
The game as One lane
All pipe to be the same
In the Gun Exchange of fire
Down from the Gun expire
The Sun
Burn into turn
I Tripped it earn
The stripes I bust pipes
Shot wipes
As I from the nights
All in spite of this
I still kick it
With the crew I drink brew by myself
I chill in the East and drink to my health
I overdose
On the Alien Radiation
Airwaves sprays with the game dripping
I’m licking
I got a rich dug one as head sprung
I’m oiled up
I split it
I’m about to get it so I hit it up
The number
I chill with the Thunder Strike
From One
I done stun even crew run
I spit this Dr. Come with the witness
I blood as fitness
Get your ribcage displayed
On a twist that’s Guns on the Fist
I bust as lip
We got a Trip Yo
As I sped slow into the undertow
I flipped the flow
All Set you know I rep
I Bullet in the Fully
With this pull heat on the Street
Your Sun as they to the beat
Flee this
I get the G in the scene
With the Ganja Green
I recommend it
Chill back and exit
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/03/24 07:48 PM)
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Hollywood
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Liquify and Melt
Into no self
God is intelligent
Creator of the fade to Gray
Sip in the sway
As wick it
Kick back
Chill
Smoke a Sack of Ganja
All Bomber become as one on a farm
For the charm I reincarnate
As straight
Get it frayed into braided
I’m a Gray Alien
Display into Case
The Ace
Get a fresh taste as Bullets ricochet
Bet you pray
Under One God
As done as run the job
Back from the Mob
Like this charge
At large
Flipped the guard
Up in
The love in this far
As touch that
Rung back
On the Street
With a Gun and a Map
I take a seat
And Drug rap to the beat
Smoking Ganja
I flip the beat strange
Snatch a chain
And light a Cocaine Rock
The Brain
As my Tech my Glock excite they wet the flock
Up in right
I been dead with the Block
Reciting white lining the Sun shining
All binding contracts bring back this song track
As contact
I spin it on Tack
I begin to throw the rows into flows for OM
I Trip the Gnome
All head was blown
Into Outer Space flown the tight race between the United States
And China
All Gong Fu
Blind as draw the Line as Gun quickdraw
All seen it lit
I beam off a Trip
I mean I team with the Trees in Cement
With the gleam
In defense
I could ski
The present tense
Past the fence
I bomb on strong as the lens
I thrive on firearms
I charmed the one as harmed
I spit it hard I lit it
Different
Equip to roll and sip the brew as crew
What you Gonna Do?
All my life I’ve had my intellect
Cash a check
And back in step with
The representative of the Dragon
Who I am?
I bust a shot up in the plot before you speak and
I seen you rot
To degrees as steez hot on freeze
Forgot the Pot
Cannabis
One run since the span of this begun I ran it since
I stint
In the flintlock all receive bedrock for headstones
That’s graves of the unknown head blown off
Hands too that’s why I ran through
I BLAM! Drew the cannon and ran up
Into the face then blasted them
Into the make that great again
The plate I spin on One Win
I Soldier venom passed eleven
Sort and send em
I end em
I bend and program the show that ends with the showstopper jam
I roll for the fans with plans
They underhand
So I scanned the place
Then figured out my Fresh Ace
I split from the trace of known as wind blown
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/04/24 02:24 AM)
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Hollywood
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You never get 6 in the mix
When the wick’s lit
I fix off the Trip
Psilocybin is the closest in my mind was
As drugs Back?
With one sack I do you in Black Trigger
Pulled back this Bullet intact
I fully auto with the slaughter slow I bought you a glow
For Christmas to cash the Tree turn ash to freeze
I busted your Weed up Ganja Seeds with the feed fertilizer cut
So you could grow inside rewind like blood
This Trip is in the Thug
Back and Lift it off the rug
Like a dust a vacuum relax BOOM!
The whole track consumes as I wax One through the tombs
I spit it Moons
With the trap that crews wind up in back on a stack
A platter
What’s the matter when batter’s up fatter?
I release the brain splatter
With this Gat Yo!
I drum roll back slow as a whack show
We ain’t we feint inside the mind’s gate
I proclaim light this name
I busted off the chain and never fall off my game
Psychedelic Rain
I’m sick off Stimulants
Turn it back as rinse
Max with the drink of Water you sink
Into internship
On the mothership
Like a rubber grip Pistola
I risk I fold over hold that
It’s a Gun Rap
I run on tracks with Blood
As Sum stacks in the mud
Yo!
You could get drugs and die
Internal in the Eyeball
I seed this blind call
As I recline fall in line installed a Ball
Fat as the stacks I shatter
The frame as I maim and get it in the lane
In the back of the brain
Bicycle
Heights pull off flights
I liked it right as back as wicked
Max that herbals yo and kick it
I’m different
Got the Royal Blood
Seen delinquent thugs as back that
Slugs in your hatchback
As murder tracks turn Red
As facts that run the master drugged
As Faster
I go Faster and Faster
On Water with an Herbal Blast
Turn into the Caffeine
Stash in the Beam LX
I could see my whole life
Rewinding before my third eye as I seen in the Sun a Sign
I release back blind as a bat
The Black Creek River
Street that
I down the river
As complete max on the beginner
I win one as I Sun turn black as a Gun Barrel
Wear all weather
Tear all light as a feather Bullet never trick
The Trip I turn and flip
Knives pulled and one off the mind it still hum
As Bleed the Sum as One has it black run as
Tracks that from the dug One up from a Grave as rub
Black into the Gun Barrel I stare slow and beware of the Glow
I Tripped it flow
Off this Liquid
Water
I cold and juice truth
I spit it institute I flipped your loot
Seen it scoot back and Bleed it fruits of the loom
I spit the Moon seen it Gun Sign I go Blind
In the back of the Tombstone as I soon come
Gun up they run up until they plugged
Bad guys all gotta die
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/08/24 10:08 AM)
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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I turn the Spot
As I had it the Glock
In your hand the Glock 9 is on time
Strands of the player sector
Cash wrecker on a stretcher
I catch a catch there
And wreck tear up tracks
That’s facts as blades run on Sun from fade the stacks
Of Cash
And it’s like that
I seen a Drum Reverb and Hum right back
On a Gun Track
Kids run from the Sun
As I sung a Bullet once as Gunshots
Bullshit walks as Blood Talks
Hawks on the flocks for leaders Glocks 9
I busted a rhyme busted back once I front a crime
For Solder back in Prime
Reload and shot you till you explode
I flip a rolled folded roller
The toll her ache take was busted back as bake and break
Trust that
With the Gat I come right back
On the map drawn with no Sun you Gone
33rd I spin on
The record with the method
Trip back and catch it
The Head Trip was Psychedelic
Triple Platinum
As run the sum
Disintegrate Brains at a Fast Rate
This Chain React Platinum
Strapped and Rung
All back it stung as One Lung from slumber
I strike the Mic Back with a GANJA RAP
AND PSYCHEDELIC
Mandatory story for all War bleed from the blade as recede
Into Gray
Made of Hay
Display Lay Away
Pay For
The major Page tore out the book as shook
Train for the violence
I Tripped it as a kid I slid in Heavy
With the Metal Chevy Nova
All stars explode with one Gun I rode into the Sun
I strode for foretold unsurpassed Platinum
I sold as Black Murder
Caps a furnished
House with no Water Fountain
I’m about ten steps away from homicide
As a Bullet untied the supply chain
To your Brain
Crumbs of Hashish
Stash the Cash brief under the thief
Sleight of hand
The slumber Ones wonder where’s the thunder?
So I strike a number
I lumber
Swing the Wings with the Sticks like Magic Tricks
I’m right back with the twist
The Sum offa numb
I light this just like this light become
Under Sun one String Strummed
I licensed with the Gun
So I flow with the Stone
I roll
Into the Soul I light it Gold
I cold
I fold up
Yo! Hold up!
I shock a lot on the Block
Got the Block sewn up
I spit my own cuts
So I know they the best A Yo! Show up!
For roll call
All the Sun Ball
I lightning crawl
Like brawl listed back kissed it
The sky
So now I got the eyeball
As the sky fall
Hawk and I’m blind and unsigned
All in the mind I spot the time up
To find this cut in the line with the shut case as faced
A Bullet traced
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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All the Veterans will be missed
I spit it up hissed
On this bleed duck and risk
The Set as One Rep
I run off the Gun off the Jets that one Strap means the whole Map
I proceeded to black off the whack saw as law the strap raw
Until the track stall
I fit it spit it up
Lit it
Trip the mixture
With the fixture
The Elixir
I spit War
As a with this pour the liquid
I kick it
Stick in the victim
Back an ice pick
This rhyme’s thick
I spice a trick up
To lift up
All the sift up
Tortured whip cuts back and scorch it
Raps remorse lit it
I hit back and brittle
Candy Cane lanes with the fiddle
Sticks light this mix
I type to up and twist
I silence all violence with the Gun as the long time it’s been
Since I’ve seen
Any Green Cannabis
Burn 1
On a Silver Dollar
1 Gun straight and holler
For months
This run is trouble
As I defy the high I mug shot
Pull up a knot as a Glock
Lifted Locked
Tripped it back skipped it
100 Piece at least I got deceased
With the grease I twist that
Guns on the Map as Run Back
Soldier intact as colder
Fold up War
As core
Tripped it more as again
I sight I seen it send
Ripped it blended herbals
Intend to earn all Internal
Degree as Tai Chi
I rocked up on the scene
With dirty lean
All off the scene as talk is
I walk as C Hawk the G up cock that back
As I run a rap make contact
I bug in the sack as Blood Bath
I run the wrath
Cast away until the Bullets Spray
1 up in the way
I tight this to goodnight Trip
A flight risk
For sure with no cure
I Split One Pure
For the Drip Water
In the true your Sword
As record Black 1
Do you have the tattoos
That rap crews bless you?
I test through the Gun Digest
On the Sun
Walking
Bicycling back country roads
At midnight
I insight
The devil back as rebel
I then gel into the arms and lock charms
I right as farm money
For the hungry
To feed as they Sew Seed
I blow Weed all over the place
In the space called shape shift
Remain ingrained in the came with the whip
As Drain true as Skip
Money back as Bun Beats for Hot Dog
Street as the Gun Greet
I seen a Track Meet
On Rap sheet
Running on the Concrete
For a bomb Beat
I got it Locked from here to the Nonstop
Bombay I turn Gray
And Set it stray round
All up in the Pounds for Lounge
As some rounds Inbound
I flip the Sound
The POP!
All Title with the Glock
Homicidal Murder Threat With The Tech
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/08/24 08:10 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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What’s your Weed Like?
I speed up
On a Water Trip
Dunk the Trick in the thick of it
Liquid kick back the sickness
With it wick whack
All around as heads turn underground sound
With the Pounds Click
I light it shit up and bind with the Light Crispy
Frisky Fritters that dip do doughnuts
Blown up Sho nuff
I light it rough up the Ganja as I handcuffed
I’m on a bombing run and smoked a whole ton
I light it spun
As number One thunder come from under
I flip your number
As the golden slumber
Roll and Control the Soul Solid Gold
I twist and fold up
The Gods say hold up
I spit A Roll Cuff
As Bucks needed past the Weed hit it
Spliff I lift different in sequence
Past the bench the entrance
Left this fence with the incense stick
I Rasta Crip
That done through thick on the Gun Lift
What’’s riff?
I raff as tight as Stash
One run up and blast
They murder over cash in the Drug Game
Master that with the flame
It’s how I came
To school the whole game lit this blaze One
Call it AK-47
Ganja is good because you can’t overdose
Or even come close
Some with the flows light up their whole sack of Methamphetamine
To become Invincible scheme
The tightest dream was the flight that beam
One light into out of sight
I been through the ringer
The Cold Finger Soldier Bring that here
We steer
Into the Ether
Wax it on and off the speaker
The cold sleeper
Title reaper
Who throw back with the flows Gun that’s heard and seen
Light this Green Bud up
So I could plug thugs on Drugs
With the tight hits I spit the slugs make crews bug
I Lift with the Spliffs I light as right as till midnight
And past that I light that ass up
Cut class to see what task cut
This rap’s shut case
Murder the Burner until the Ace turn up
That’s Glock talk
Thunderous Gun with the lead that flow spread they dead
I light up tread the surface of the Street
Lurk on this to the beat
The Drum beat a sweet snare
As I tear into
The shit we been through has the kinfolk rolling as pure
I spit the cure
A Crew spit a W
I put out a black flag
And staggered across the room
I got the shit that goes BOOM!
I consume all in this crew witness
To the food
I screw into blew back central static
An automatic
You have it it gets tragic
I Flip the Bag stick up the rag I Trip
Make the music naked
I bake it then take it for a spin
When crews begin they get murdered
Intent to serve a
Turn up to burn and learn
I churned it the cut that serve structure function
I punch in and out the clock
To a state of shock when they raid the block
I shaved for a Hawk to stay sprayed
Up in the Glock I made
I get it blades
Flipped for days on the radio waves
Testing herbs for made as a bird that’s word
That pays
I title with the mixture I Twist One with a Gun and flip Sun
I come back and bake buns you get your shit summed
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/09/24 03:02 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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Hold off
Your loss to a boss was Raw
I took the title and all the wallet seized that like breeze
Fast as Trees Sacked
With no seeds or lumber
I got the number
For the slumber
One wonders
Why does thunder strike when I light?
I spit it just the type to twist these reefers and hit it
I Lift kids on the block that’s twisted
Back and missed it I rap black magic with Biz
As mind I’m well defined I spot the time
I lock a line up of Diamond
I spit it climb into the center of the Universe
For a thirst that’s well released
I spit a Sunburst
On one the shirt’s off
I spit it cough
Take that shit off
And see how hard you are as a car
Harsh and done par with the martial arts
I split it are we really that different??
Hell yeah!
I spit a gel tab as prefab up in the lab to stab
I got the gift of gab
And nab a sucker by the Dragon
For swagger I hit the bag your ass won’t last
When we Cash out
I got eyes that butterfly diamonds
Gems that stems from the method
Of Balling
Calling for you to screw into
Breed it true
Might bleed some
Hit up a Weed Sun
I got the Pot shot up
I locked the Raw as saw law tucked one on em
I strong then as in awe
Bend back like a sack
I tread the track
Up black
Seen the dream impact on steam
I go to the cleaners
Back and fiend for more
The team went to War
I split the score up
As tore up
I fit it more chuck that
Offa bust rap as contact
With the bomb back as Product
Law is all I saw as the jaw drop
Straight off the top
I spit a Glock
Knock that off as straw done for some
I split a Gun number One
A Gray one with the Spray Hum
I got some numb coming
For rocks I’m drumming up business
To twist this
Scene centered on a Steam Engine
I got the Water flex in
I wreck been up to technique
That speak
If you got static
It means you lost an automatic
Straight up and bag it
In the lamp
Pull up a lantern and watch the hands burn off
To the cost
I shot the Sheriff
I spot an airlift on command for the sand drift
I love smoking Spliffs
Writing riffs and rhymes and chocolate crime is
The wallet I Ball It
To call what I call the following
Swords
That Gun won awards
Straight from the source I got the force
Like Luke Sky
I bust an eye up
I spit a Diamond
All shot and reclined once they front they blunted
I hit it and you want it fitted
It’s nifty
How thrifty ones get done
I spit it spun off one
As Off Sun
I rip the cross off the boss run if you shot at
I saw a start pulled as fully
Fit the full heat off the Street
They pull the extra meat from the tweak
I burn your seat off
I heat the law as drum beat
Wrap around I’ll take the ground
You got the license
I found bust the price as I square a round
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/09/24 05:05 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 2,870
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 3 hours, 17 minutes
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I drink an Herb and Word Up
THC Beverage all the leverage I got makes me Hot
I split the top open
I broken into throw the rope around you
I split your crew up
Like the Food Truck
I mob on the job done on as onward
I spot a dawn
Word up to the song
For lifting me like Bong Hits
It’s a little different but I’m spittin’ it
I’m the magnificent
I spillin’ all the drill bits
All over Hell’s Kitchen
Back and fix in
The written with the children
Who get killed in this game when they hear the flame
I build a building
I the real thing peeling off the ceiling and stealing
All the Chi
I shock it and be free as I knock one over over the shoulder
Flip your folder
That go to War Soldier
I got the no more
As before I ripped this to the core
I’m sick of the conflict
As I bomb Trip
Got the squad thick
Up in this with the mixture
I write a fixture
Back and cement twist word
My Crack and LSD
Were super sweet to the beat
I grew the super sweet Weed
From Humboldt County Seed
I busted a Weed laugh
That’s cash
As I burn the stash up
To crash through with your last brew
I cycle new
Like a rifle scope your crew
I be lit and
Mass shootings hit in
The wind blown
And shown kids how to roll
I soul
In this cold lamp like a champ
I got the ample
Cash that cancel
Chill me aș I bill G
Off the Money Tree
Crews are Gun Hungry feed
Off the drum beat
I lock it too
See that?
Your whole crew gets jacked
Slapped across the Map
I torn in the field I planted
So I lamp bid
As I sand off that skid
I bust it been up to the flush that
Red Out
Blood runs the head out
Until a Medic Comes with a Gun
Like Vietnam
I feel like I got assraped and tortured
Through square as times lens
That defends not
I get shot at a lot
I track that onslaught as I Gold
Cold in the the extra measures taken
No mistaking it
Getting baked in the Purple Heart made with
The torture chamber
When a stranger lights the range up
To flame you I train too
As I slain grew as to as the cycle ripe pull off the tree
Take a flight I call it Ski
I Ball off the crawl with the wall in front
All this that you want I got the Sun
I blinded by the likeness
Of the type twitch
I stitched back and siphon
All the life in this twice
I roll the dice
Spin the allotted shot back not
I got the plot to lock up
Soldiers get rolled in
I sold then
I blend the Herbs
Word as fertilizer
You can’t deny
When you get High
You spread your wings and fly!
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/09/24 09:27 PM)
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Hollywood
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When I lock it
I rebound off the ground
I’m licensed to spot the Ice in
The double dice rolled
As Soul music
I puke up twitch the move was to Trip
I get it thick
I double back with the rip
That’s trouble down with the Gun spill
A round up in the sound
I was in the lounge
Until it shot up I been around
I clocked it found the shock with
The box bet I one that sweat
As double dose respect
I blow holes in flows I crept
Slow through the Holy Forest
Was porous sweat out the more Wet
I bet I set that left the Tech bound
For Ganja Step
The Bullet swept under
I lightning and thunder
Striking at the ringing
Eyes stinging in the Wings singing
Tons of MCing I be the G Wing
Off the cycle sing that bicycle
Breathe freely as all off the Platinum Keys
Trip then you freeze
Busted up in the dust like that crushed
License back and bike then
I Soldier end back as roller
Bender before the entrance
With this Herb I’m not pretend
I Lock it down like Nerve
Ganja was the Verb and the Subject
All off a Gun Threat
I come to the Mother Goddess
Of Product
This Mushroom
Was a chick and a dude
I hit it up used to Sinsemilla
I Lit a Tree up
I seen this tongue that twisted
Risk it
Back with the mist of the forest
Birds sing a chorus
From the Magic Bus
I ran it like Guns in the jam
It’s here I am
Light this BLAM!
Out the lights then off flights
And I land
The aim was planned as I scanned
The horizon as I soar in the skies when
I die then
I clock the top end
That shocks
Enter the Blocks
The town Center the adventure
Lens core as the Sword was
A buzz blackened
Sack of the product in the locker
I write it proper
Swords I swore on
My word is bond
I type to wipe on wax off
I cost a lot
You get shot at
As raw rap I combat
I run this flack down
As one Round
On the Street The Gun
Is received like the breeze
As does back as Doves
And Ganja Buds
Sinsemilla
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/10/24 12:35 AM)
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Solid Log
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Registered: 03/01/22
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Up chains
With tattoos and blood stains
I run this drain down
All the lane
I light up like propane
Explode
The tank rolled off the dock
Tied to you locked
You sunk like a rock
I shoulder shot
The cold there
I’m bold
I told you I hold drew the pistol
Roll through
Like missile
I tight fist
You’ll brighten heighten dissed you
I list crews I use to amuse
I light the fuse
Tight as booze
With the Tripped Tools
I flight into the Sun in sight
With one Gun I ignite
I flight number 13
I rub in sports cream
As a Soldier Dream
You cold shot up Green
Pot on you
As you long drew the pistol
It’s official
Gangster Issue
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (09/10/24 01:58 AM)
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