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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,783
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871747 - 03/04/25 09:45 AM (28 days, 3 hours ago)

Liquid Acid
Back hit
I fry
Plastic Glock
All over with this
I hold War
In my Business I cold
Soar
Above with One Love
I Tribe snub back and then doves fly above
Crack Cocaine
I serve a Soldier blame that
Off the Flame
Hat with the razor blade
I was made in the Dragon
Stay in
Then pay
Double sway back drunken
K up
I spit it rain
Buck the flames off
I came soft in the lane
Raw
Stumble and fall want that crumbs of
The Hashish love the stash
Beef with crews beneath
I got the Reefer as the Cash to unseat
Threw up a Ganja Leaf
I Lock it
Down
Into been through town

I stop
Twist the flock up
Past that box up

I stop
Duck down
From a round
I top plus I lost and found
In the lounge
Tripping
I bust a round hitting they dumbfounded

Psychedelics
I dwell into the fell in the spot
I swell up my optic
Stop that
I run it God Track
Up thumbtack
As Sun
I’m back from the track runs
Funds up
Cash your Ones up
I blast this
Off the map hit Dragons up
I Magic
In the hands of the love
My black split up the tragic
Caught an automatic off safety
I lace lately
I Trip and skate
G
Off the rate
Feels great to see
My Gun is the blade
I come from the day into the Sun Ray plot as you shot at
I lock it right back up
Spot the Block I walk on
All my Pot
Flow a song
I want Mescaline
Smoke a Bong
I chill and stroll
Fill the fold gone
I seen it before dawn
Lit this hit that
Mix match
Up sacks
To chill up in the flats
My skill is ill
So I raw
Ball
And that’s all you saw


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/04/25 11:33 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Posts: 3,783
Loc: Seattle
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871751 - 03/04/25 05:50 PM (27 days, 19 hours ago)

Disappear
Into the Ball
I fear that One Sun
I bled
Numb as head strung
That’s feds
I sung they head rung
I clocked the lot of the spot on
Drop
You gone
As I prolong
To spin this
Wind hits the plate as late for fate
Guns?
Great!
I soul on
Roll on
Cast that Golden Dawn
I Trip past the cremate
Set the 8
Ball
As all that
I wall
I scatter swallow the fatter that
Ladder cracked up
The matter of fact was
As dozens of times
I Set It in rhymes
I dead with design
Trip the head
That’s Feds
Bled with this Torch Head
Scorch Lead up
Red
Duck your medicine
In the let it go pour
Veterans of the War
I separate four four
As let it skate
Born into
The been through it
Spin?
I blew like Wind through the Trees
Breeze back
I ease back into the hat
As I blow another Green Stack
Get the Weed Laugh
Again
I Set it then dead with Chi Gong
Hands on
I rang the song as bled you foreign for this pour then
The Forest of Cannabis
Land you a Trip and skip
The Grip of Cash

Smoke One
Drip Sun
All the 6?
Done
I lit
With
This Water wick
Herbs as serve
Flip the Bird back
Thunder
From under
I uproot
I Lock that
Blockhead
With the stop and shoot
I rock like Grateful Dead
I’m Deadhead
In the lens
I flow bent
Off a cent
You need this medicine
I scored before I hit that
Mix match
I seen a head catch
Water gleam
All over beams
And dreadlocks
Steam as Red Glocks
For fed flocks
In the murder beef
Beyond belief
I knock out
Rob the block

Black out
With my sack round
I hit the ground
Pounds of Pot
Like ten
Smoke Crack Cocaine then
Tai Chi?
I recommend!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/04/25 07:07 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,783
Loc: Seattle
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871752 - 03/04/25 07:48 PM (27 days, 17 hours ago)

Black Water
I cast for
45 days
I spot Sun Rays
Seen the Buds
Display Mushrooms
Thugs accustomed to
Ignition
Past the friction
I skip that
Flip hats backwards
On my sack I third
As Bird
Into the twists and turns
My license is earned
8 Diagram

My mind jam the thought
I bought once for front
Soul of the want
To pull that trigger?
I seen it
Figure that

Mean Green
Back
As keen
In between
I spot gleam
Soft as beam off
I split the cost
Raw

I flip Birds over
Turn the saw
As seen into dream
Crystal Methamphetamine
I Lock that
Stop gap?
I control the Block
My Soul I stop that
I box with the track
As my hat back
Tilted
Skill with the drill
Until I fill
Guns as ill ones
Sum as chill
Done?
I instill in One
To Blocks I come from
The walk was Hawk
Spit the law
As Sun come up
Sunny Blaze as front
You display
All the Guns to this day

Hawk
I Trip the triple stalk
Of Ganja from the 3rd leaf
They call it Reefer
I also call it Ganja
I bomb around with Hawk
Psilocybin
Walk inside the mind
I go with
The flow
I learned Tao
I bow
Turn this out
As turner for the burner
I got a blast furnace
I black thermos
As I churn this up
That’s enough

I locked on the Street
Snuff the fuck out
Seen it buck
Downtown
As a Pistol found in the fist
Shock that
Wrist lit with my watch
I title
Raw as Suicidal
In the Brawl
I got it down as saw
The Pounds flow
As Ganja grow
All around
I like Blow
Seen it snow
Get it then Roll Meth
I call it Hawk
My Gun is Set
Torture
Infect the source
Was word as entrance
Into internal
Eternal
Burn slow
I Trip the flow up
MCs don’t even show up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/04/25 08:03 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871755 - 03/04/25 09:53 PM (27 days, 15 hours ago)

DM

Claiming Set
Rolling over
Split the fool out
War
Was back at the pad
I mix up
The Dragon
Spot the flag
I could sang and bang
Hang with this
Dangerous
Twist up
Double O risk the flow is amazing
All I blaze in the spot
Roll in the Mafia
Dot
Triple Trouble
Lock and load on the double
Bought you this turntable
Still in stable
Back and able the bust
Fat cables we trust
Bust back
At any fool who rush that
Trap up the sack
With the black
Ruckus
Come back and bust with One in the Chamber
I lit this
Danger
Flip the pages
Through Blaze as Blue for days
In the craze
It’s true
I play with blades
Gong Fu
I killer
Filler back with the skill
I play you lay fools out daily
My crew is round
So I flew in for a Pound
In the lounge
I could lock it down
Circus
I spit this now and I sure it’s a hit
I burn it
Merge with
The drift across
Boss
I lit this cost as simple
Hit up the rims pull up the caddy
All that back at heat
WIth the Gun I greet
Nothing sweet in the hood
We up to
Bust fools up
Crush Cold as true as dust that back
I scored a fat sack

Cocaine
Roll that
Smoke that
Roll up the name is
The lane in the Wizard
Back and snow for they Set your
Rep your hood born
To score
I flash up out four
Crash the tour
Max as more
Move in this War Groove
Spit the floor show
Whip
I thought you knew we Trip?
Get a grip of
The lift I stuck in
The buck down then
I roll with my pen
I Soldier
Bend the roll towards
I flip up War Birds
Catch my loc
I spit it Cocaine
Warned you broken no tokes?
I spit it down into the flow sound this hope
I score a pound


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/06/25 10:35 AM)

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Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871766 - 03/06/25 11:56 AM (26 days, 1 hour ago)

Smoking the Peace Pipe
Reefer
No seeds inside
I turn out rides
Past the blinds I turn for Sunshine
I burn this Trip up
Cash your sticks
Cuz as was
A buzz
Back on rub
I roll on Dubs
Trip the Sums and
I write it done
Stand up and ran
I cram into the screw past that truest
Flew into the new Trip the Bluest
Cash as move shit
I ruin
Trip right through
And my crew is
Back in new
Biz
With the licks I flow sick as brew Lift my crew to exist as true
Flip
The something front on
What you want?
I smoke a Bong
Sun on me
Long as I Laundry
Cash what till it’s gone
Set Free
I Turn it into
Serve crews get into
Move and Groove
I stash that
Crew as strapped as
The Guns we tax up
The mash
Ones through blast
I sum for the track threw as wax
War on stacks

Clock Trips
We screw
Copping Bricks
Into this the Wind Blew
All over poisonous
I wrap up Solo
I cold hold that Auto
I slaughter Cops
Write up the ticket rocks
As I kick it
Crack Cocaine
The limit was sold as hold the run as Train
In the brain
I light up the lane
On sight
I take flight
In my whip I roll tight
Seen it in the beam
Trip the gleam
Offa reinvent
Spent
We more than average bent
I clock the overdose
Threat
Murder then I jet
Off the turner
I bet you heard ah
The churn real
For peel back
Sun in the background
Running Crack into the ground
I sound off
I cast a line
Service for the time I swerve this
Catch a Bird
Fist
Swords all out the morgue
I Cash off World Tours
I slip in Four Fours
Cash for Wars
So we stash in the blood bath
I seen it soar over Psilocybin
Mind ends the practice then
I match spread
With Murder over Feds
They turn up dead
From a straight edge razor blade fade


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/06/25 02:12 PM)

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Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871767 - 03/06/25 02:47 PM (25 days, 22 hours ago)

I smoked the Rocks with Lucky
He brought me the Rocks chop chop
We were smoking the Block up
Toking Pot
Mex Blunts
He always put in and was my friend
We turned to the burn
Through
In the earnings
Drew
The Water Well
As I service
Fell into burn this
Gel
Into the Bell
Diagram
My mind was on the time
I slipped and bobbed and weaved
And rhyme
I threw up a Sign
Tripped it
Find this liquid
Party time as I thought of
Caught up
Bought in the Solid Ball it
Don’t drop your wallet
I lost mine
Cash up turn the dimes to ash out
I could clip the stash house
Sent it to bed
Thread as head
Lucky got busted by the Feds
Armed trafficking
I Cash this Wing off
In memory
I sent in Heat
Lock the Street Down on Reefer

3rd off
Birds flew over
Purple Sunset
I told you War
Was Gun threat
Turn it into
Spin through
Flew out the window
Heat drew back the leaf and seek this I read it into indeed crew
As I’m bleeding
I’m tight as seeding
See the ceiling
Cash the heat link up the Trees into degrees think
The Breeze
Flow through
Trip it hold drew back the Gun
Set
One murder over I flip a Soldier
Cash gets colder than
Hold your War in order
Crews I sorted through as core drew off the brew into the scene
I blew up the spot
Rifle shots busting on Pot
Rolling the stock up
Cash this Block up
I rob rub and knockout
All fiends who drew up as Cream
All over the Murder for this
War was the chorus
As I spin through the Ganja Forest


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/06/25 04:27 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871768 - 03/06/25 06:25 PM (25 days, 19 hours ago)

Cash comes with Guns
Over choose
The fuse lit
Into the Trip
I hit up the spot
Dip
Lock Up
Spit the Block down
One Round
I Trip the lounge up
Spit up the Hawk Round
As I Ground
I light Reefer
Pounds
I smoke the Cheeba
Town I be turning Red it’s Set
Guns with the Address to Lock as half step

I C walk on
I chalk outline
Raw as the mind is downtime
I found as the rounds spit
Into the hit
As through
This bomb is lit
So calm
I sit with my palm and fist
I’m the wrong guy to fuck with
You look like a trick

I mark up
Past the after dark spot
To lit this hit
WIth the box sink on link
I roll over the thing with Wings
I colder that
Bring the Soldier with the Map
A Roller
Capped that hat
I fold up with the Gat
My Soul Truck
In fact
I control the Soul
I got it in the bag to stagger
The Dragon

The Snake in control
Order of the Snake
A Snake handshake
Put that shit away
I Tre Deuce A with the Cocaine
Flip the Rainbow on Pain
Remain in the lane
To skip that
Hit it up
Dip back
Into the track
I mean it like Crack Cocaine
Roll over with a chain
I Soldier
Maintain as roll like Boulder
I scratch as cold
Arms I bear
A sucker dare to step to the crew swept through
I deadly too
As I wreck the whole school up
Stash the cool Bucks
As Cash
Kids Murder over stash
Small time
I spit a tall rhyme
As busted crawl the wall
Walk the line
This Set it Shine
I remember the Dragon mind
In the time for they tag in
Colors like Blood Brothers
I set with others in the technique
Speak of the each as
I tweak and grab for a hug
I max as rub back
The Vietnam Plug
Crack I Love
The Rainbow
Snakes on Drugs
The Snake Glow


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/06/25 07:21 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871769 - 03/06/25 08:09 PM (25 days, 17 hours ago)

The fact of the matter is
Up at the Plate
I say late
Call it 8 Ball
I made it fade into the Gray
Peel this cap back
Until I staining Raindrops from Heaven
With the 9 Glock
I Locked Up
Product saw that
As raw rap
Ball that
I maul on the draw for it crawl
One after it stall
I rubber
Map as they club in the track
Form as Gunner
I Track the runner
Of Drugs
The Ganja
I love the Bomb
As I calm as the Summer days
In the layback
Scratch my chain
Match
As my brain catch
In the lane
Splash!
I make a dash for the tour in
I core to flip more
I Trip the floor off
I born town as War round the Soft
Hellhound into Rounds
Blood and Thugs with Guns and Drugs

Gunsmoke
Check your hat broke
We done with Gunsmoke
No joke
Lift the open
As I run toke
Before the explosion I was cold Wind Blowing
All knowing thoughts I roll Wing
Off the caught up in the raw
Tuck the auto
Rock into the turn it blow up the spot
I torn it
Clock that folded
Back as hold dig it rap
Rolex digits cold flex on midgets
Fuck with the difference
I skid to a halt
Ball one up on the draw the Gun

I solve
Come from the revolve
I hit up the follow call that
Hollow tip
Hits like a baseball bat
My laces cold cracked up
Back as Aces I jack the spaceship
Hijack the mind into the way I Trip
I make it money mix
Up like thunder
Trip the one under the grip
Soul as one word
Bird


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/07/25 02:13 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871771 - 03/07/25 09:32 AM (25 days, 4 hours ago)

Ready
Bumping Js up in the lane
Rolling on we swoll
All in the long day
Running planes through the sky as aim to fly
Sun in the game I claim
I got Eye
I seek this find
As I creep through
All my heat drew in the heater crew
All down
All fluid fold pounds up and do it
I cap as I true lit up the school tip
I double up back and rule the Trip as crumble
Fools dip into and stumble
I Cash as One Word
Dragon
Hold that I sold
Fat as rolled up
Into the cold cut
Sold before I fold I hold that
Squeeze the Trigger through breeze if
I squeeze and miss I figure that bleed this
Jungles in raps that humbles
I max and stumble over
Run over
Cash as Soul before I old as the ton
For Soldier
Of the Ganja
I smoke the Best Bomb
Off my Left Arm

All I want to do
Is Smoke Cocaine
Grew into the flew over Dragon
Cold as
I rolled one Primo as I hold it Magic
In the bag
I staggering
FLip the mad ass Wing from Meth to death I ring
I soul as flex
The cold you bring
I Soldier through Sting
As I unfold I rolled with the sing it
King
I hinge back and squeak
I bust a sheet of LSD
Cheese as under Trees breeze in the Bullet
Squeeze
The Trigger
Down on your knees
I roll Trees up
Dragon coming back just like that
On a sack
Rewind me back
Again

I shock as men Lock it
Treasure bend I stalk of Ganja
Figure this
I strong
Bear witness to the charm
I shock as business
Clock that
Yo!
Stop that
I release with Top Hat
Trigger Pulled
My Glock Back
As a Ni@@er rolled up
I POP that ass


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/07/25 10:22 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871772 - 03/07/25 10:39 AM (25 days, 2 hours ago)

The Dragon
Magic Dragon
As sold as that
One off this
Gun exist for they Trip through the bliss
I write as six
Lick the exit lock
As Set it on the Glock
I wet back AK-47
Death Track
Run that heads cracked
Over Setback
I lead a Set Track
Over Medicine
Torn as worn as they hold Fast
I’m Platinum
Cold Cast the Dragon
Rolling over flags and I Gold
Rang as sold one more
In the War I Tripped
Before I blip
On radar skip
The major player for fader
Mixed up major
Turn the page to 
My blade drew
Drawn down
As One round in the chamber
Flow pounds of Crack Cocaine
Hold Rounds in the Brain
I Soul through this found
As the ground
I cold Brew 
Trip as Sold Drew the fountain
Water
Count ten backwards
On the Map
With Dragon
To the chest I take the flag
And raise it wave
I double back and save the trouble
Brave

Tree of Life
And Pure Waters
No Poison
No choose to fuse the boys up lit the Blues kick the news fit
The Groove
Switch the move up

Trip the ruin
In the cut I brew in
Flew in
Into the been through the window
Trip as kinfolk
Been smoke
I lit the toke up
Cash as broke cuz as black was a fact rubbed off the W
Tracks I crumble fools on
I Trip the tool’s on
I flip it fluid
Smoke a Bong
Grew it
My own Cannabis Farm
Ganja with the firearm
I long
To Trip the
Split this hip to 
Drip Water through brew
As sip

Crew invent new shit
To true as they new wave split the tune into your grave
I fully came with the lane Tripped
Up run that track back with a sack
It’s murder rap
Until you seen the turn the keys in
This Fully Strapped
I roll over
Don’t want to clip a Soldier
Wax as folder for the Roller
I Trip

I told yah


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/07/25 11:21 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871773 - 03/07/25 01:49 PM (24 days, 23 hours ago)

I want to eat an OZ of Shrooms again
Just die
Cry into the ruin
The Psychedelic

Then I spread the fluid
Into the wax
Crews lift
I drift across lanes
In brains with chains
I lift the game up
Spliff
The same
As in this drain
I Tripped up
Cast a 6
Buck off the twist does as trouble
Bubble up
Crews fumble
I rumble like one pull
On the cork before I core as fork
I split this War up
On a War Tour
I lift the floor up
Cast this soar over the Plastic Glock
Fantastic
Control the Block
I’m a fire hazard who’s magic
I bag it
Then I Dragon
You on the wagon
Don’t try to flag down
The Gang round
For Pounds of
Sound of
The land as down
Rub this back then Double the Stacks up
Water Fast
I Trip some Cash up
To the last drop
I pop myself as I clock for my melt box

The Psychedelic brew
Taught you
Into you flew
On Witch’s Broom
Full Moon
Under the new soon to tell as womb
Rebel

Until hell I sell it
I Bell
Twist the element late like fell twist it ate
A Grayed
Layed back trade it maniac
Over a rap track
I cancer
Dance your answer on the fans pour out the tour as the plan I score
I soar on Sativa
I breeze blow through the tropics
I’m the mountainous
Optic with the scotch tape plaid as I paragraph butterscotch
I fully box up
Stock with the lock
Buzz as does as wasn’t

From they dozens I love into under the oven was in
I rub then
I tend to
End this
Trigger pulled
All they figure full of this dread they bled all over until I sting and I pull
A Wing
Over the thing
With the King in this digital
Alliance?
I don’t buy it I fry it
Like an egg
Drink a Keg
Back as wedge
Into the sector
Crash and wreck your weapon step in


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/07/25 02:19 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871774 - 03/07/25 04:07 PM (24 days, 21 hours ago)

Ganja is the mellow
But I smoke it with Crack turn into Primo I fell slow into the dream
As steam as I rush into the gleam
I turn it into beam
Service
I burn hits up
Turn this plot into dot
I infrared
I clock the spectrum said as infection
Pass the lesson into the digestion of the question
Bread
I intend to Drink
Sink into the links before I dead
I think
I spread the evidence
Credit to the meds that
I Red Rap
Turn into dead cat as I server
Bled stats
Into the burn
My Primo turn up
The scene roll
As Steam I blow
Weed I flow on the Coca
Cheese I cold as freeze
I suffer a Yin Yang
All my hits rang
I don’t bang
I just hang in the lane
Trip the brain out
The same way I flame out
Roll the ball Claim Crown
As I drain down into and through the Earth
I thirst for the Sunburst
Of the drink as hurt in the Ice
I lurk
Around the price
The corner a foreigner got torn up and burned
In this Primo
It’s earned

I’m back again
For the 360
The blend
I serve in the pen I served mine I did it mind in the digits
Before I climb the fence to escape I repent to Jesus
I freeze this combo up like Breeze
I bust my bomb slow
I Trip up the on to the afro pick as drastic kick that ass
I murder over grass
That shit
I roll Fast and Trip
I sold Hashish

I got beef to relief I seen the chief
Murder as Reefer into eternity breathe through
All my seed grew
I’m about to bleed who?
Whoever isn’t from the 360 because we glow
I Trip the flow
Yo!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/07/25 07:45 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871780 - 03/07/25 08:10 PM (24 days, 17 hours ago)

Feasting
Cash off the East Coast
I flip the script on anyone who is from
The NYC
I robbery spree until I run it calm as I rob the store for more
To spend on ends
I got the bends from surfacing
I murder whack crews at the Burger King
I serve a thing up
I’m about to ring up
Yo!
Who’s this Wing Blood?
I Tripped in the mud and stumbled
I popped a bubble
Burst as I cursed I got the thirst for cheese in the 360
I Trip your glow off
Set your flow off
We roll raw as the law Busting caps into the rest of the map

I release with that Agua
I got it comment
Bent cement invention
Murder is the intention
Serving lessons
Caps as fresh and I represent
I got the pentagram on this jam
I Satanic
BLAM!
I’m the man
I got to Iran
For the Koran
I murder like I was in Vietnam
I dead calm on the Trigger
Figure who Green?
One the scene
One over the Cream
On the Team
Service as each in this swerve all over witness
I ditch the ride
After I shot it out in the inside the route
I bomb as rounds off
I could spit these Pounds off
Your whole crew sounds soft


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/07/25 09:13 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871784 - 03/07/25 09:38 PM (24 days, 15 hours ago)

Ghost Town
I seen it in the Dragon
I rag a one as Sun as seen the Rainbow
Off my Halo
I Trip the blood stains flow as Sun Rays shine
Into the mind
I tried that
Ripped it up
I dipped that
In the cut
For front I show a ton
Of Ganja Buds
I clock for thugs off it
I raw as
The drawback
I call cold case roll off the face
Jaw busting Laced
With Cocaine
I got Hawks on the Brain
Trip in the Rain
I get my flow back
Just so you know that
Psychedelic Roll Crack
I mix with the twist
And hit like this!

Washington State
We’ve got the greatest in the nation to do it
We bent then
I service
Shrooms come up all over
Birds lit this Chirp
Cheap on the Bird Beak
I spit it third creep

As heard in the Reefer

Buzz as was I does that
Roll over
Done the soul is Soldier
Run
WIth your Gun off the shoulder
Pistola
I Trip the Vital Sign
By design I slip up never
Cause I’m a roller
Too clever to whatever the weather never
Get it back better the Wetter
I measure by how Crystal
I shock for a fistful
Of Crack Rocks
I seen the stash box empty
When the homies
In this
Smoke Bones and
I zone off in the distance
I could see a Mafia Hitman


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/07/25 10:10 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871785 - 03/07/25 11:30 PM (24 days, 14 hours ago)

Turn into sand
I burn it into glass
Smoke some Crack
I think
I’m whack on a come on
As I run I Tripped in From Venice Beach
Rhyming Gun Heat
Later skater
Still off
Off the drum beat
I Roll Over
Flipped the War is over
I skipped
The Cold World
Flipped it Old Girl
In the mix with sticks
And she gave me
To save me
I made in the heat
As Crazy as I spazz
With One Laugh
I Tripped the stash off
I Tripped my ass off
As I last Weed Cough to Set it off
Mix the sauce and tender
Render I bent remember
I invent the cent
I spray
Bent 
I Braid up my hair
I’m a fucking player
Psychedelic in the square

I’ve known
For a long time
That Donald Trump will Rape my Behind in a cape smoking Mind
I double Blind
Release that chill and climb uphill
Until I could fill his cap
I busted
Then as dozen
Was as a buzz my cousin
I fronted on the medicine
Until I sent an extra heavy charge to represent
I’m at large
I chill in charge of the ill I bust it killer
With the nil
You gets none as the drum wet from
My Set is from the USA
I turn it into daylight at night
I bill and stay right
I drill in maintain the ill in this Gun spray right
I got the real


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/08/25 09:48 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871786 - 03/08/25 10:07 AM (24 days, 3 hours ago)

I’m on a Quest to Get High
I run a dry drum
I Wet the then let it flow forget it blow slow
Up the technique
The spot I wreck freaks
Off the Block
I Set Reefer Lock
On the beaker for I sweep the floor
Prepare for hardcore
I Set you more then I wet up
Pour
Into this liquid thick it drip heavy like pancake syrup
I’m about to steer and cut you off’
The Mega
The boss I run it across the Theta Waves
Lock in the Haze of smoke I phase in
Choke
I’m a Veteran
So I spark the heavy Set mark
I check in park
I hit the arc up
I lit a spark up
Cash your hard out into shark fins
I double dim the switch as hitch
I bubble
Stitch up on this club track I can’t miss blood
In fact I reach back
Chill on a 24 track

I found the Ganja!
Haze connection
I jacked him in the section with his Kilos in the Steel Flow
All I peel now
Crews bow down to my connect I Reflection
Of a Murder step in
I turn a spot
Blow up on Pot
I psychic back and onslaught
I bike up
The land of the lost Ice In?
No
I smoke the Haze and blow slice in the craze below the threshold
I Gold
Fold up that solo
Cold creep as bust that cold bro
I Trip it flow
Into the 6 then
I right a mix
Send
It put around inbound
I Trip a thing sound as Wings
Must be the Methamphetamine
So I cock back the AK-47
I sent a Cap to heaven just then
Realizing I bent
I ever ready
Enter the scent of the Ganja
Very good stuff
I light enough now
POW!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/08/25 10:27 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871787 - 03/08/25 11:11 AM (24 days, 2 hours ago)

Rasta Man
Rolled up
I licked one to Trip some Sun I lit
I get Rasta Man in the Plantation
With this
Trip the double back drip I crumbs back as drum track
Lit Light
I turn the Fire up bright
Chill in tight
Cannabis Insight
I feel in flight
Every day and every night
It feels all right
I spark up with Jah
I park in the hard Winds as I bomb smoke it all around by the Pounds
I light this Crown up
Around town
I spit one as I hit from
The Lit Ganja Sun
I don’t bum a Reefer hum
A Spliff I roll up twist
Yo!
I cold cut
One
Rip it patrol hit this fold up
I mix it
Hit this!
Big Business so I grow my own Cannabis

A Stack
Over Murder
Wicked man don’t burn the Ganja
Hum
I track as one Lung blacken
Light up the sack
Tripped it
Double Back Lifted
I humble ripped twist the flip kids in the six coming Gunning
I running up the drums as One Wing
I sum the thing up
King
With the ring diamond earring
I’m steering through the Woods
Looking for Ganja in the Hood
I bomb on armor
I barn door
Raise the barn floor as crazy
Before I alarm 
I smoked a Snake Charm
As I harm’s way
Tripped it armed Gray Skies
In this Eyes with the Ganja Rise Up!
The Tribe with the vibe
My mind is wise up
I spit this line up
Crimes
I clicked up the wicks then bust it back mix in the Spliffs lit
I drip brains and sick in the Flames
I retire on the name that
I spit it Purple Rain back
Ganja Love!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/08/25 11:21 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871789 - 03/08/25 01:23 PM (24 days, 12 minutes ago)

I’m like the Pope
Except I administer Holy Smoke
We like to congregate
Trip the braids in my hair
As Flame
Light up the name
In God’s name
I burn this Ganja Irie Eye
As smiling
Design to kick it
No crime
The wicked shall perish
The meek shall inherit the Earth
I sack up first
I Trip the Gun Burst over Flip hits
Thirst
For the Water

I’m Holy
I oughta Soldier
Flip that Roller
Holy Herb as Verb
I treasure the merge into the Heavens
Surge of pleasure
Represent the Euphoria
I core with the War
As Trip this hardcore
Everyone needs this
Got the hum
As I breed list goes on
This song?
I smoke a Bong as the Gong I ring
Soul through
My scepter
Kiss the next whore as War was
I doesn’t do drugs
Just the Holy
WIth the Roll Heat on the Street?
Never War
We defeat
All the Armies
I charm
Flipped the Ganja Farm
As I roll Keys
Bless You!

We need the 3rd Eye
All that arise
In this Existence
Climb up into the sign
I link to

I take a drink of Water think through
The Crisp Ganja
I knew
I blew the spot up
Clocked it
Rocked around the clock
I don’t stop it
I pop the Set
As Guns over jet
The murder King as sweat the technique
Soldier freak this
All black sheep twist the Reefer
Beneath this?
I flip the creeper
Nighttime dream as one leaf for
The War
To reach for
It’s core
I grew up smoking more
As I dope name
In the cope with flames
As I broke into
The been through that
Sin
Crew has Wings Grew
As Kings 
I Soul as Psilocybin
As I glow
Inside my ride I flow
I twist one up
Sniff some Cocaine


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/08/25 02:55 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871791 - 03/08/25 03:13 PM (23 days, 22 hours ago)

Run the Jewels!
I treasure Wu
As my Mood Swings
Aligned design as the Tree Rings
In the bleeding
Thing I’m seeding
Sewing
Ganja
All knowing
Twist the Roll Wing
I got this Gold
I sold that?
No!
I hold that
Twist it roll that
Spliff
I light it rip
The Trip I take
I make it Grade A
In the Sun as One under from the thunder
Light this number
Wonder why my Eye is designed to bleed through Minds
With genius?
Reclined!
My easiest time I spit one read this
Crime as I line up the fetus
I Line up like Jesus
You could deceive some
But the sum of us from God!
The lightning rod did it’s job
I cold mob on?
No!
I don’t even strong arm anyone
With any Gun
I relight Sun so Bright
The Earth
I thirst for the night the curse is lifted
Flights are taken
No mistaking
The Earth is Shaking

Buddha and Jesus Fasted
Those Holy Fasted
With the last link into the swing
I drum up the under the thunderstruck
I got one coming in the Sun

One running back
Rolling flat over roll that Soul As
I Turn Platinum from Gold
I scattered atom all over
Atomic
Bomb hits my central nervous system
The friction in this mission
Is this 
Vision
My distance
Kept as I crept within this spectrum
The manifestation of the Nation
Crews in their place taken
Space Walk
I remain Hawk
As my Brain bought for high price
I Soldier on the device I rolled twice over
Splice Cable
Cold rolling able
Trip the made bell
I sell Hell in Guns Ring
That’s Sun bringing funds over to the drug ring
My hold that with the whole rap
Up swing
The bat and
I cap
Tragic the stats for magic
I bust it
Had it in the Dragon technique
Take a swig of the wine freak
You know it’s mine
As I Tripped this
I Tripped it blind so I could see free
I’m designed with the Key to unlock minds
No more Gun Crimes please


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/08/25 04:20 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #871798 - 03/09/25 02:38 PM (22 days, 23 hours ago)

Bible
Inside of One Mind
I flipped the scribe
Dipped it in Live
Twist hits up the crime is I dime store
Before War I Tripped it
Born as the flip side
I ride in time I crime scene over lean that Roller gleam
Hold that thought
I beam
Once Drugs under once another brother on the rubber grip
Under Trip we trust in God
The job I roll mob
I does it
Wasn’t it twist up with the covenant with God?
I rub in it blood as thug did once spread over half dead
Trouble slid in
The W
I’m Christ fed as twice flipped it red alert
I chirp into the thirst for
Before I burst door open I spoken
Tokin’ the Holy Smokes Drinking Holy Water
I’m off the job as my Father Roll
I Crisp do it fully swoll on Lift then
I roll up crisp
$100 Bills
I write and fill drums
Kill with sums I’m ill
I roll over still thugs kill
I born under the Sun instill the thunder
In this number people wonder
Until I shock with the Drug Runner
Trip the Sun as Guns Ball
Up on they run the Wall I Ball slow
Crawl
Flipped the Law I twist one Holy before I Roll Heat on the Street

I was foul in the Holy House
The Temple
I sent through to Satan the Chain Grew
My lane blew up the spot
Satan got me in one shot
I probably not into God
So I release the smog
In the air
Car exhaust
I just don’t care
My Army bust
All they can be they be
I smoke a Tree and stay G
Until I under the thunderous
God runs this shit
I made it lit
I type flip the light switch
I murdered my brother
Then known another one mind blown on Psilocybin Mushrooms
Every time I rush customs
I smuggle through
I W
Ruin in the two to the three
I ruthless G
I tune flip this
BOOM!
I twisted One
A Reefer Sun
Back and heat
My track meets
Crews retreat
My Army defeats
I cold as grease
On a hotplate
My Soldier rock 8 Ball
Chain as freeze frame
I sit in the game
With Blood Stain on my hands
God made these demands for my Soul To
Cleanse
I Roll through the lens
Purified


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (03/09/25 07:31 PM)

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