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 Solid Log
Hollywood
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When it comes to swords
We got that rap as more than a spot on a map
We got the whole thing as Soul
Wings in the Gold Platinum
I’m waiting for the 8 Ball Chain and
The lane with the weight
Call it blades
Fall into the been through that
Flew cats over brew on saw the whole crew
Wax as new as they true as
The fuel
I drink and think I link up the chains
With a thing in the ring I bring that and BLEEP that creep that
In the Streets
I bleed from Guns and Drugs over heat that
I be back until then I sell
Any gel you could tell so I rebel
The iron swell into the fire it melts
Felt that
Release a bell that rings and hellcats
With the fellow form the stats and belt with
With the drip
As slip through I Trip the whole crew off the float as new
What’s new?
We got a lot of the Pot to plot with
I sank the shot and got a Glock Licked
For Glock Clips?
I nighttime at write rhymes
I stalk with the Block up on the chalk outline
The Drink
From the Gold Cup
As such as I roll truck
Fast
Into the ashes
I liken to the type did unscrew up the hype blew like Wind
Drew through the skid
I power up
Turn the bucks into what was as such as does they come with Guns?
Funds!
Like tons
I clock as sums
Lightning runs the Streets tightening up for they sleep
As trust as creep as they luck has
I bust that
Must grab the technique is to speak of meet they sheets as greet fam is
All ran sick into the Trip I wick
Trip the fixture back and mixture
Of Plant Bloods as One has cuz of they Lamp and Smoke Buds
Cash as thugs flash as rub that
One Wing in the club back and swing
Like a Ding!
Ring the thing up
I sing in the cut that’s wind blew
But my kin grew
All I light like type brew they psych into the mic
I bust it stripe as trust has
The type to stab up function with Jazz and One Wing
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/23/24 08:33 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
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We sniff blow
Smoke fantastic Hydroponic
Ganja
I bomb hit the dead calm
As I write a saw as arm
Fled through harm
As once farmed
I charm this
Come with armaments
I hard as it gets
When the bargaining bet I’m tarnishing the rep
Accept the card and cash is credit
Back and Set it
Master of the Dreadlock Trip
My head cocked back
I saw a sack
And gone in the back with the Mac 10
A Bullet collapsing the skull and dull
A null
Aim up in the brain with the slain
I double digit rain that’s from the drain down
Platinum how
I wrap up they sound like flat as they Gat round
I come with it sacked up in town
I got the bound for the Ground War Invasion
A Yo!
Switch the station
This beat is Heat
Drum up the Street to the groove redone like smooth
I split the tune into a harmonic whose crew run through the bomb wet?
I get on the calm jet out the place
An Ace
Trip the taste out the mouth
Laces out
I shout about Freebase Cocaine
Flip the rainstorm
As I stained born in the drain
Core as they come came
I Flip the name of
The aim up in the same
Light it fight it I write in triples
Excited
For the Mic Lit
I’m a hype
I mix the Ganja lick with Meth
And other 9s as slept I done time
I run a rhyme back on you with one line
I spit it come find the ticket in the thick with the fix this
I Trip
Lightning
Grip on the right wing
I done it Soul seen on clean
One run into the steam as they heat in the slid like redid
Bids for Lids of Cannabis
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/23/24 11:56 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
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Coming to you
Running screw
Johnny in the Dungeon
What’s one is a Sun Shine on the from them
I gunmen
Carrying the bag they thug dance and Drag
I Dragon
Chill in the wagon I flag on
Sign as sign design for the Gun you find pointed at you
From behind
I’m Soldier cash crew
All I dash
Make a mash
And outlast
I spit the spin as spazz
Cold dance on
The jam is
I smoke a bong and can’t slip
Into a grip
I tighten the ship run as light warm
The thunder storm
What who What? Was born
The Gun Torn through
Like who is you?
I run crews solid down and ball it
Rounds went off and followed with those
Pounds of Ganja
I lost my Psychedelic Virginity
In a car with my mind in it
Parked up high on a Boulevard
I saw Dirty Streets
I lock on the walk on the cityscape with the flavor that made
The place a stain in the Rain of the Water flowing showing
How we rolling?
We rolling too hard
I must be on guard
They bust heat all around I seen the Pounds of Ganja
Up in Smoke
Like Cheech and Chong
I light this bong up when I come down
I’m One Round In The Chamber
Run it down now
How to drown out around town I seen it scatter for the matter
One Batter Up
I run struck by the Mushrooms as I crush
Cold
I rolled Steel folded it
Hold that grip
I sold a Solid following on the thing I swallowing LSD and hitting Trees
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/24/24 01:17 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
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Cash the Cash is
That Hashishes
Back the river rap is
A Mixture of the flickering lamp to amp
I Dragon damp as seen the blood and bag then
I Bag Cannabis Flag Then
People spazz
I caught a flash a Bullet tasked with
Write up a rap Trip
Mushrooms
Back as they Crush Groove
I sign as sooth
The Full Moon
License with the Ice Pick
I write it thick as a mind stitch up
In the cut I risk but I chill up the hill
To Trip
What?
I Killed Myself
Back and chill myself
All I heal is Steel that feel that
Real rap
The stats I roll through come back and Gold Platinum
All with the Black Sash
People Murder slap you over a burner
On the Map
I turn an Internal
For Eternity
I just burn through and see
The burn slow as I turn the flow
Tai Chi
We got Drug Sparks
Martial Arts
Dance Grooves
As my understanding I do move
As I ran smooth
I kick it with the tunes
I flip in rooms
Rap Music
I catch tunes with the spastic
Chance on they answer
Before the damn sure came in the lane
I got Street Fame
I busted snatched your chain
In the Drug Game?
They know my name
Like I blow up
Blood Stain
We show up
Cash that and grow up
Flip the flow up
Get it undertow for mo
I Trip the whole score
They light it for War
So I mix the Four Four in
It’s War now
Remember how it started?
It was sharks in a pool
Drugs
School
My martial art is one that grew
Nothing new
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/25/24 12:33 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
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It’s torture when you flex that
Drug War?
Expect that
I just roll a check back
And let amps
Land on
I stand strong like I long on it to gone flip
The digits it’s a Trip
Difference is I grip
The Mic when I take a sip
I lick the blood stain in the Drug Game
Trip that One aim up in the dug grave
I rinse this Blood on a Page
The difference is I lit with
The shit
I master craft after ass cashed in
I cause a spin
Bottle up in the hot head
These Bullets lead
I leave you fully dead
Red spread all over like I roll it cold bear arms
For farms
I got Lucky Charms
I light as arms tight up
In this hard I write up
On sight bust
Microphone crushed
Just like that
The bug back
It’s on the track
And just mind is flush
The paragraph cold tear your ass
I started snorting off four bricks
Then had a ham sandwich
I ran with the Trip I was on
I was gone
I flipped my Drugs into Bud Sacks as One Max off the Avenue Axe for Tax
Relapse
All the Streets get waxed
I maxed on the rap
Gone
Off a Sack
I chill the Track Up
To light it back up
The Mack Truck ran over you
Duck
You get plucked and knuckled
Bust that love you back as Dub Sack nut from tracks like What?
I smoked another Sack of Buds with thugs
To black as blood
I rap a Drug Rap as One fact as the rap had it Plastic Glock
Crews proceeded to flock around me
Ya’ll know the sound G
Of the Pounds Falling I down G
Calling a round 3
Down at the Steel Foundry
It’s bound to be a lounge
On the scene with Green Bud Pounds
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/25/24 01:54 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
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For a Kilo of Snow
I went below the 33rd Steelo
I peel slow the Weed will Grow
On my farm as charm I could feel bro
The Ganja Grow
Alarm
To those who armed I snatch a hard chain rub
Off the Blood Stain Dub
I wax as mug
Shot before Pot they plotted
Raps?
I got it Locked like sacks
You thought of
Streets React got caught up and shot up
I max the Pot Smoke smoke a lot of
I rock the love as knot before thugs on the dot
Chill as hot in the cool breeze what’s not my steez
I Bullet like Cheese
To the fullest
Dreams
I full clip with ease
Kill that Bullshit
Run it down the mil and still Trip
I peeled it to the be all the G all the laundry drip
Caught it hip
I solve as solo Lit
They jive
I max as live
To bring the knives for tribes
That’s one that I’ve mastered
Past your word
I Fast like a Bird
That’s seen and heard
Bad ass Kilos of Meth
Are bad ass
Roll and stretch a phat ass
I write it Plastic
Tactic with the black spit the fire hazard is lit
The Mic I hasta Grip
Like Vice device twist a Bullet up nice I flip
The fullest in the pipe
I swipe as ass wipe
Track on the flight it’s spazz
Ignite the light has the Bullet Fast
Water
I core under one burn as word as sword as core did
I mop the floor with kid
You born slid into the torn on the sea shore
I be flooring gas as ass I passed
Rewrite the megablast was Crack
I’m on the map with a Sack
My murder is intact for a burner
Relax
I turn an eternity into Bad Ass Kilos of Speed
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/25/24 03:57 PM)
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Hollywood
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I knocked a fool’s ass out this Christmas
I get with the Trip
Six in the mix
With head grip the double Ice as twice has
The bright Dragon Style fight
I shallow in the flight for hallowed ground
That Sound
I flipped a Pound of Birdie
That’s Seven Thirty
Crews do me dirty so I murder Scene
Dropped in a Beam
That’s Crack G in the scrap
I mean for on a map
I bleed for this rap I Tree the floor is a cap
That mastered ass did flap
I black as has the Dragon
I flag in the title staggering
Vital managing the fights ya’ll
I Ball
In sight I cold call it white light
Busted pipe back and mind scratch
As the Cash
I write down to ash
As in the trash
I scene for a flash out the beam
For Murder Lean
We all on the same Team
Crash
His Cash Flashed
To Stash
Slashed
By Fast
Math
I Track
A Reefer Sunsplash
The Gun is Cast
As tragic
Automatic
Bag it has it twist that
My reefer I grip as I missed Maps on Lit
That kick back shit
I write it written spittin’ for the crazy Lift in the Trip
I’m a blip
Roll over the stitch
Cold as
I Rolled a Ball sank some dank in the tank
Murder over spank
That’s burner in the Street
Relax an earner
On task
The Gun I grab from spazz
All the match light has light as jabs
The cold flight as last in the might Cash That
Ash that
Reefer has my Gat Magic
I strapped and has it
Black as the behind the Eightball Run
On sight follow the drum
As I take flight
Lifted right
For the Equation
A Ganja Nation
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/25/24 05:08 PM)
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Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,223
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Flights on Water
I’m core
As eating grams of Hashish
I’m the bastard in the sink this
Wink
I clink in it to begin with
I’m a Trip that Lift
The light up to right up
Strip the knife cut the life short
As report I track as ordered scratch recorded
Fast as it’s sorted
Cash
I master this for the whisk that to difference in the Bent
Relentless I entrance path to the shaft in the elevator laugh
As I Crash under like thunder
Splash!
Take a number
I master the thumbs Burns as one word
I light it turn it bright as
The mic I grab
Don’t risk it for a biscuit
You get twisted
Cold ash that but my math is edible
I’m incredible
When I’m on the medicine in full
I dredge the wreckage from the Left as death wish
I set it
Back and head hit the lead flipped
I dead drip as Water Faucet
Cash straight off it
I’m a Tai Chi thinker
I had a circular thought
Put the ink to the page
And brought
To life
My meditation
It’s key as a Kilo of good Herbs
Flow
Into the mix you know we Cold Stone
Fought the law
As home as taught you to blow slow
I flip the diagram
Roll
The Light I can show you
I hope you glow too
Tai Chi
The river winding it’s way through the Mind
I spike my Water with Herbs
As I sit by the stream side
I go blind to the crime and Streets
The Guns the Murders
Each number of Blood as they come as One Has
The Bullet last Trip to pull the Trigger back
A man’s Trigger snapped
In his mind as he finds Tai Chi
And Meditation
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/26/24 12:26 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Water is Trip
I run it Sun becoming Once I lung busting hit of Ganja Rips
Off Bongs, Joints
I’m on the point and high anoint
All I climb up the mind up
I seen the blind cut into reclined
Spilled the sign and bring it till Guns unwind the Steel
I peel that back
For real I rap the tracks up to low key heat up the Hell
On a Gold Street
I seen MCs rebel with Gold Teeth
I rock Platinum
So much my Lantern burn
Chinese
I got the Keys I’m designed to freeze up in the breeze up
Cash your Ganja Trees up
On a Mushroom Hunt
A Trip
I run this Gun with the stick up the ass I fund this with Spliffs from the stash
All is One
Under the Sun I catch half from the Master
Fold it bastard told you
I roll crews through the fold as old as new I’m told before I hold Steel
I peel back and for real CRACK!
Hafta scratch the batch makes up the catch in the latch
I lift that shit and Trip
Murderers glitch on hold the crews as flip on brews
What kind in your mind?
I plot as signed rewind
Designed by scheme in kind I gleam
Sunshine all over Soldier from the Cold War
I Lift and Soar over hold that fold your map up
Spit you back up and get rid of you
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/26/24 08:44 PM)
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Hollywood
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Posts: 3,223
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My life skidded slid to a halt
I drank Water as swallow the medicine
I letter then I bent
Enter the center of the event the adventure
I couldn’t measure a cent a penny as I bend the Street up
Fold it butterfly tie a knot the riot
Crews get shot over so don’t try it
My mind step into the inside I rep
Quiet as kept
I’m signed on the dotted line respect the 9 Glock technique
I shock as wreck sheets off the fleet as lost time
In the climb
The ascent into the brain as lane into the Trip
I see it fluid and sip
I got the Ganja too so as new as rip it wicked
I Mixmaster Spliff I roll Faster
I want to be known as a Healer
I got the peel back through the layers
I take corners for foreigners
Shocked to learn how I burn and turn the heat on I sing a song
I got Tai Chi and some Herbals
G
Into the infernal
All they teach me in America is violence
Plastered back the line and since I Fast with
I mask the Trip up
Mix up the Herbs for Verbs people are sick cut beyond Words
I take flight as Birds
Relax thirds all Sunsplash
On the run to task earns
The degree in Traditional Chinese Medicine
I made a few Balls
On Ganja way before Meth and the alarm clock as box light as Hawk
Don’t try it if you denied lit
My mind split into Y
It’s a crime to show the Sign a Sun the Gun blind as hum
If so inclined I bought some as defined the run as Ganja
Who could roll a Spliff long enough to lift?
This type Trip is the big difference
I with switch it kiss that
Kick back lick in mismatch
I flip that over cold as roller
Mix in the holder of the Pot who shot at
A lot of Magic Automatics on the lag
As one who bag up
I stick the stag up
Made it had it struck as way as blade
I fade into the Sun Rays
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/26/24 11:08 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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It’s fun to charge
To stimulate
I can feel my brain elate
All Trip the swift ones as the hit comes
I get it to Lift
I got a ticket I kick back in the back chillin’ on wax while they with Guns illin’
I top bill in
Relax all I feel the venom enter the spectrum
Back and head your sum
Dead for one as for fun I tore under then Sun
I love the bright rays as one who plays the Trip displays the grit
All hype is mixed on this licks with the psych
I bust a pipe at 9
I’m so hit up it’s a mismatch to feel that sacked up
Title backed up rivals
I mind ya’ll
Reclined and signed on the Ma Huang
I need it to Speed hit the Trees Trip and see sick
I split the nightshade
Murderers who curve like a blade that insure that
What’s blood is made to flow as so it goes that wound drip
I light a fool hit his school up
Written a crew bucks off the new as soon dug a grave
One title as made homicidal
They brave
I lock a mind wall behind the Ball I push as gush and mush
I tight as hook
Find the book I light up cook on sight with the might try an eye
To sign as behind
I flip the times I lit from the tribe as quit after the hit I flip
Turn on the switch
All called itch that’s more as benchmark
Release a spark
The head shark as dusted bark back and rusted
The trap in the customs one rushed Sun
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/27/24 01:10 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
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Loc: Seattle
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World Peace
Through the Hashish
And Water
I caught an order from bought in store sorted through imported
Recorded on tape
Busted the bake on Wait!
I chill with this song like I ache into the make and model
I got hot and bottle up shots as caught as I walk and talk the Gun they pull
A threat credible
It’s incredible how bad people act and smack people up
In the back I take the edge off attack
Stand on the ledge cost a head lost
I’m deadhead in the Psychedelic
I spin it to begin with I hit
The magic of the in the bag Lift the Dragon
All my trophies on the wall I’m staggering to raise the flag and Wingtip
Had it been since I drink Water
The belt
Wraps around tracks and melt
I roll with my four four as core
I lit the War up
Spit that tore up
Down through the floor BUCK!
I don’t tuck one
I got the Gun
For a lot of Sun I shot through like spun
All relax run the facts
I shot a hot Sum as I chill through the flip the stats
All the fill be in the back relax
Breed still till I collapse all I jack from for the Sack of Buds I hum
Relight none
All on it whack as Spun
Into the black ink come as I max been up in the kitchen sink I wink
Bust it back in the drink Water
Caught you offa I soften
Proper nonstop yah
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/27/24 04:13 PM)
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Hollywood
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The Chinese Lantern
All my tracks scattered
Squeeze the anthem
In the breeze call it amps then
My lens
Enter the center I’m bent track invention offa scrap
Release the engine
I meant for the War to tore you off the score
Before I lit the core
I Lamp as born into the sample
Cast you and spell trouble master
Can’t sell a track that bumps somethin’
I run back and you stop fronting on a Gun track
I release some sacks as One Wing
All up in the trouble
Pass that and double back Sacks of Buds
The tracks for thugs to relax on
I got the Strap song
As I smoke a bong I unload and rip up the Gold Road
Platinum
I heard the news
Took your crew to school
Turn it Blue
All cycle all hype pull out knives and bludgeons
Definite cousins of the ex-husband reflects I reelect the suspects
I get money out of pocket
I just shot up the head and Locked it
Topic is dead so I pop it
Top it with meds
Candy
For what’s handy my man be in the jam see
I cram
For the test I’m fresh like Grade A no less
No second best or mess
I flex on a strong man
All the log jam is cleared as I seared in the Sun Tan
I busted up and
Release the Royal Fam
All I mic is Spam
My mic can reflect light and I ignite
I be damned if I don’t kill a man
Understand?
I’m a hype for the caffeine
Seen as a dope fiend
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/27/24 11:15 PM)
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Hollywood
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Relax
Feel your Chi as you burn in the essence of the energy field you wield
As a habit
I bite back and stab at the magician’s trick
With a sickening lick I ring
Double Ding!
Bust the swing of the wing that bring that back
I light this up on a death track
Just rest your head back and said fact
I retrace the laced as space makes it great again
On the Earth I spin as thirst
For the turn of the dove as love I white as snow and undertow from the flow
Just so you know expands from head to toe and outwards
Into the Universal
With much rehearsal I mastered the energy
Soul
I roll and tend to unfold as I cold venomous snake explode
The wake of show I bake and low off the made ends
Mistakes I bent on the late Trip I skate on rip the weight song as Trip
I bust it back clip
Weapons
Counterattack as Bullet Black in the sack I wig as whack cause brain damage
You need bandage weight as my blade makes the cut and stab
It’s up for grabs until my stick licks you quick as a bird flew
Into the Blue Sky I scheme as Eye seen
My mind in time seen the Green Bud overly they seem thug
I Chi contact as I bomb back on a sack
That’s hold the static stasis Gold as makeshift on the untold
I break it Lift the plate shift
8 Ball I drift off and make the call as a Spliff I burn
In turn the plate rotate turn I made weight
I just as I relate straight on the 8 Ball for behind it I realigned it
My Mind Style Fist as blind as a bat until I rinse since
I seen the Green Bud combust as I Chi in the thug that bleed
I need a hug
Let’s proceed and train Weaponry
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/28/24 02:03 AM)
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Hollywood
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I have a Tai Chi style
It’s for health
As I run back the drum on the One
I running back whose from the sacked up
Seen it in the map cut the cheese as breeze as one who fronts
Pull up and smoke blunts
That’s will as once I master the had it answer for the man worn
I damage torn as born
As one who swore in the War to be Medicinal
I twist and pull thread
Into the head murder fed the eternity I set in stone on the microphone
I like it alone in the zone with the prone to
All I stone glue back the roll crew as track
I spit it
Mix it with the hit
It’s sickness
Why I write up quickness to light as the fitness I slip in with
The hit and miss it’s a Spliff I smoke
Dis the broke
All in in it choke on smoke
The dollar bill you wet as Cocaine
I split for the nose candy drift into the Lifted
Count it back and rip the raw track off
I law as Sacked Off and Up into the country USA so funky
To this day
I hosed down the corridor with the firehose
Firehose flows to Trip you on your toes
This Water I caught up in the Dragon
With the bag
Went to the event I sent with
I bent mix the styles of fighting a cent spent on the while as ink bled
Through the page as sage
Lifted in a rage
That missed hit the age
I murder master as they chain up call it disaster
Like acid rain bust the next chapter
I will and cast cuz of back rubs
I master massage with a barrage from the fleet on the Street
Break was in the heat I creep each week into your seat
The drum beat as numb as repeat
I sum as sweet as the herbals
Weed out the turn through the meet up and lean in the thug
The dream of each plug is to receive love
A kiss a hug a push and a shove
I react scrub the Streets beat the done as twist repeat
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/28/24 04:17 PM)
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Hollywood
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I remember my roots
As a Weed smoking time bomb
Who’s dead calm
I release the swarm as feast now
Until POW!
I down under the found as thunder
I bow to
The round through the town I drew a Weapon
Fools got it bet in
I sweat in rule the Streets peeps sweat in
I regret the Sin to begin of Methamphetamine
I dream of a scheme
To double back smoke Green Bud
Weed for all thugs who bleed
I seed dub sacks in the wax as Ganja Maps Out
I spit the tracks out
As fools back out
I mean crews lamp down
As seen as bound with no chance
They hit the ground
I’d like to smoke a Pound or Two
Of the sound as drew that illumination
I seek for the meditation
Back at the station
I flip for vacation
Speed the ration
I make in the space
I taste the laced then I chase it back with arc
I always bark
I got a 9 shark on the vine in the dark with some wine
I light and get my swerve up
Hit that burn up the cherry roast very turn up
The barely hangin’ Dragon in the stands who lands
Every line I find
I got the rhymes bound as signed in the crowd is where I stage dive
I flip that find the ticket
Rewind back
This track is designed to chill Hi!
My name is Mike
I’m a stoner
Cash that back in standing on the corner
With a sword and a word for you to score through
The connect in check
Pace around
While most flex I turn as wreck burns
Inspect the Cash Crop as I Pop the Set
I bring a lot of
Lotto I blot slow up in the motto
Smoke Pot slow burn as turn you off to
The stew
I stir up the brew
Guess who?
I left no clue
Back and can’t see through
This crowd I drew for my down and I BOOM!
I used a lot of Shrooms
Lit the soon up to spoon duck off
And raw as soft pay the cost for the War to stop before I Lock
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/28/24 11:15 PM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 5 minutes
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At the Meth House
I rolled bags of Cannabis into joints and smoked everyone out
I didn’t care about smoking the most
I had done it with flows that runneth
My funds hit so I quit
But I still lit I Trip
Up in the Mix
I remember this one Vietnam Vet when I passed him the J
He made a face like I was from outer space and death
I lit the tracer up
Put the safety on long crept
I flip the song over
Lawn long overdue needs mowing for holding heat
I Soldier in the beat that’s roller
I made a tweet saying I smoke hay repeat
Bust that back and BLEEP
I run the Street with my Street Sweep
I got the cheap chirp as bird heard the 33rd
Events I sense as I commence to grow my own Ganja
Flow
I alarm on the far end I got the barn packed with drying tops
Relax
My heat max
I get you this strap that’s so phat
I mean it black my receipt is in the feature
Before I creeper nighttime Street Sweeper
I shot the Sheriff
I bare with the Left
I blaze tear it into step
With Sun Rays
My name is Death
My smoke Weed till I Hallucinate
This Psychotropic
Great
I Ignite my bird song
Is long on the Bird Gone
I flip a song
I’m lit
On fire and I stick with the wire
I got the minor league’s time deceived
I breathe
Straight into through the window
The wind blew
I blow you out blue flame
Name up in the aim
I truck as the buck
Jab they sucker punch
All over I flip the fold for your War you bought
I thought of the plot
I smoke Ganja Nonstop
I bomb the shock
Repeat a Glock But I got enough
I smoke Crack Rock and stuff
I black spot sauce with the like shot
I runner for the gun there as bear arms
Lit the charms up as harm does
One Psychedelic Buzz to another I love them thugs
They lover of the Ganja Nuggets
And Crack Rocks I stock it back and lock it
On tracks the topic is Guns
Funds
Who got it for they done dip
In some product
I locked the Trip
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/29/24 01:19 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 5 minutes
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I caught a blues
I use the fuse lit
My crew wetted by they dead
Hit that lead from the sad song
I could smoke a bong
But it won't bring em back react
I chill to the max
These Streets are on wax
I busted that
Trust your addict to magic
I bag it up
Sun
Staggering I bust a lung
Gathering my thoughts
I flow off
The boss lit it cost
The hit in
In the kitchen I sit in
Catch a rip and
My style bitten
It's been a while since I swift end
The beat commence
I rinse
Off the shelf since
I felt the bell rung
From Hell I Sun
I just begun with this from
My birthplace
I spit a cold Ace and lace a track back
With flow laced
I just want Water
Into the Ball as also
Called fall slow
Into the Psychedelic
Journey of the Internally
I burn to turn in earnest
Fast as Fast Learners
Stats the burners
I turn a crew into witch’s brew
All this fifth you knew
I lick your crew up
Until I move stuff
I don’t gotta prove
Sho nuff
I rough as the rough cut
Diamonds all reclined
Blinded by the one sided
Mind did the slid into the binds and
My rhymes grab you
I pull crews in and stab fools
I Lamp on brews all I sample
Cancel that with a Gat
Grab a handful of scraps
Up in the shack
I relate as I deflate
I make it great
In rap and on the plate
Rotate flip the skate
Bold 8s
As I blow my mind
Undefined
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/29/24 07:02 AM)
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 5 minutes
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Here's a song I wrote over DJ Cream's Beat. The lyrics.
I caught a blues
I use the fuse lit
My crew wetted by they dead
Hit that lead from the sad song
I could smoke a bong
But it won't bring em back react
I chill to the max
These Streets are on wax
I busted that
Trust your addict to magic
I bag it up
Sun
Staggering I bust a lung
Gathering my thoughts
I flow off
The boss lit it cost
The hit in
In the kitchen I sit in
Catch a rip and
My style bitten
It's been a while since I swift end
The beat commence
I rinse
Off the shelf since
I felt the bell rung
From Hell I Sun
I just begun with this from
My birthplace
I spit a cold Ace and lace a track back
With flow laced
Everyone trippin' on me
They slip up see
They Gun extreme
On one beam
I light the scene up
Spit the Green Bud up
Catch a rush off
They Gun tossed
I lit this come across
The shit hits the fan
I run a man down
As it sound
I'm bound
I flipped the town
The Streets run as Sheets
I struggle I got this heat
That bubble
You in trouble
If you lost I tossed
The flow is all I know is
I roll
I fold that
Straight hood Gats
In the Streets your beats sound weak
DJ Cream hooked me up
I shook up his product
And now we locked up
The topic is what's poppin'
Droppin' for the Streets
I come through like breeze
When I hit Trees
I lamp
Like a champ
I just smoked
A hit of Crack
And broke through
Dead your whole crew up
Wet with blood
If you screw up
Set you threw up
I cancel this can't sell
I heard bells
Gun as Gel Tabs
Release the Hell as Fast
I mean this dash
On a splash
I heat it up to ash
Run the mask
I got the task
Hit Megablast
Run some Cash
I'm the one to mash with
Your gang thick?
I could still hang with
Remain my hands drip
Blood as thug
I got this pop it offa
Drugs
This Crack bugs me
I run Heat
Down the lane meet
The Gun sweet
I heard a drum beat
And all of a sudden
I max in the cut in
Like it's nothing
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
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Solid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,223
Loc: Seattle
Last seen: 1 hour, 5 minutes
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A War on Consciousness
A War on Psychedelics
A War over God
God save the children
All the Steel crews wield
I top as peeled back on Rock
Crack G all the Lock back
Yo stop that
I spit a top fat off the Block
I rap
Over Straps on Maps
All hold heaters called gats
I will and won’t max
As acts run the attacks
Crews I wax off
Bruise
Lost they shoes
I rip in true as I flip in the kitchen
Back to the 6 end
I release bent the spread
Every trip intended
For deadhead sent it back and bled
Turn Red liquid red blood thick in the thug
Back and victim
Relax
I just hit them up over the drum roll for mixed end
I Trip send this
Meant this to my invention deadly scent
In the Bullet Bent over strength
The length you sank to
As I rank mind in the Eye as Fly brew
On the Y Street
Double back and double beat
Relax with heat on tracks
Repeat
Crack Cocaine
You can rock it score a Brick lift around the Block walk and Eagle
All I beam tell the intelligent relevant back cycle type to pull I hype Fully
Automatic Tai Chi
Now my rhyme degree is fine in line with the times I brief on the Streets
Guns over creep they crew on Blocks blew up spots
Roll in the dot I make this shock
Over walk over Roller
Hit the Four Four a Bullet soar one Trip that pull it back
I chill with a sack in fact my heat strapped over beats end this spent
One cent under the thunder for bent from
I lent
Come with more core as War I flip you on tour in
I in store light this floor
Lamps as more sample ample Cannabis
It’s chill as one bill
Crack Locked me on my stop and see coffee
I clock the Ps Platinum all over
The baseball bat and run
Amp you some Sun
Back at camp with the Crack Lung
I serve as hum this reword like Bird I shock as plummet the stock drop
All over nonstop until I pull another hit of Crack Rock
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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock
Edited by Solid Log (12/30/24 01:56 AM)
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