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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872122 - 04/13/25 09:54 AM (13 days, 2 hours ago)

Light
Up a Ganja Spliff
Try it if
Your mind is
My mind is a diamond
I scratch behind lick the try the time and I sign
Fed
The Crop for the meds
On top
I pull the plot for they Set
I roll over threat
I choose to let it flow
Respect
From the Set
I bet it below the threshold
This Medicine is Gold
I likely controlled
Step through
And soul
As I rep
I got the X mark
And Pull
The Buds as full
I run it till the one hit
The lung bust
As I rung in full
The Gun?
I got one
No need to
Speed through
We got high grade
Weed blew
The times I fade
The Dragon
Bleed
Brain
In a Haze
As I blaze
The Ganja Grass Trees Drew
In the school
I lit this cool
I hit that
Lift the latch
Then I medicinal brew
With the truest
Back and flew over
The roof
With the purest
Cut
I say what’s up to the Trippers
Rolling back flippers
Tight like mixtures
I raise a Spliff
Word up

My Water
Led me to
All I drew in a Ganja Grew
All over
Lit the roll
I clip that
Soul
I skip back
I fiend for intact
On the Track Impact
In the fold
Relax as drumroll
Thugs they sold
I roll in
Cold
The drum as Sum
I patrolled
The Kingdom Come
As I Golden
Platinum
I scatter atoms across
The Lantern

I got the boss
With a handgun
I relax
One
On the Street
I thumb
At the rung
Drugs left
In Sun
As I run flex
Trip the Gun best
In a dream
A thug under arrest
The Bullet test
The scheme
I full steam as bread
One to the head
As lean
A Bullet dream
One pull the trigger as gleam
Sold over cream
I lock the top and
Then stop the Crop
Is mine
Till I blind
Water Fast
I toward as order last
Time I sort through
The cash
The crash
Distorted Brew
We at War with who?
No one flew over
I tight like roller
Soldier
With the Ganja Fast
I cold Brew
Until I sold your crew
Fold crews up
You need to see this
Beam up


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/13/25 10:28 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
Registered: 03/01/22
Posts: 3,951
Loc: Seattle
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872123 - 04/13/25 10:57 AM (13 days, 1 hour ago)

Hat back
Hashish Crumbs
Setting Suns
And flashbacks
I release as
The one in the freeze
Trees up
I lift this
Liquid Stream
In the cut I dream up
One Scene
I get it done as
One lean on me
I seen cog as fog for the Green

Saw the Wing
As one fed up
The dust as cut was
Once was
In the club a thug
Release the Bud
Scheme on they rung as
I lungs has the smoke
And rope
Dope
Lit the coat
Before I float over
Drift over Soldier
Lit with
The title holder
Clip that
Crisp back in the lift
Sift that Hashish
In the Middle East
One G rap
Over a gun
I seen tracks
That bleed from
All the heat strung
As one last
The beat of the drum
Hashish
Heat up
I ran it with Sunsplash
The Wizard
Of Drugs and Cash
But I love Hashish
I back in
The sack with the
Trigger finger
Links on
Sink the song
I say peace
At least Until the Reefer is gone
I’m from the Streets
I sweep the Streets
Get let off Drum Beats
I done as the Heat
I rock and rung
One Leaf
I split the Sun
Then merge it back
Psychedelic on the Track!

A Tai Chi lifestyle!
A Ganja Green Smile
I’m Herbal
I turn as bird into feathers
Light
I take flight
Into the heavens
I remain
Drain
Circulate Chi
Eternity
I turned the key
In the lock
People are shocked
By the Peace
A Bullet flew past
They read past
The lean on the task
For heat coming
I sum up
Summing
The run in
Past the drum then

I meditate
Every state
Release
The Chi in the fate of the Tree
I cop a Kilo
I seal below
Herbal
Turn blow up the spot
And roll
On a dot
I turn into medicine
Why not practice this?
I lock in the spot
Roll
Caught the soul unfolding
Roll the Wing
Swallowing the pill as chill as bring
The ill
Scream as kill
They Guns are Green
I have a fill of
The Herbal
Until the spot still
I turn the bird into
Through a window
I could see through
All the keys
I grew into the breeze
I blow through
The trees


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/13/25 07:22 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872127 - 04/13/25 07:23 PM (12 days, 16 hours ago)

Take a walk
Hawk
Turn into the eternal night
I’ve been walking
The raw
Cause as
A blast through the root
I shoot through the Earth
As A Tree
Chi
I touch the Universe
Why can’t we
Chill?
I seen a ill
I recite back as light
Until one night
I flipped the Trees
Into insight
I practiced my Tai Chi in flight
I still
Tight as for real
I peel that
Real stacks
With the contact
Connection
Bomb into reflect
Eternally pressed into combat
Until I brought the bomb back
This War inside
I ride through the night
Stalk
As one straw
Delight into the slightest
I flight
Then blew with the wind
I seen a murder
Turn a
Plot as further I burn through
I earn as I brew
Into the herbs
We true
Medicinal

I could spot keys in the ink
My link frozen
All breed in this
Thing
With the flow in the swing
Rolls in
The soul then
I suppose I close then
Shop
I pull up
Nonstop
I full up
Sold as such as
They rolled cold
The bold has the figure old
The Trigger
The mixture is a kicker
Back like liquor
Exact I slicker than that
Wicker
Rang back
Into the thick of
I sang that
Hang back and chill
While the mixture
Get killed in
The 6 there
I lit air
Might as ditch the
Get the
Trick in the glare
Flip the
Bare round as ground
All they seek it
The frequent
I beacon of hope
That seep in
The note while I float over
Lit the roller
Title as
The might I ball
Flash
Lightning
Cash
As one Right Wing
I burn a night sing
The Light
I seen it drum tight
Into ignite
Ignition
Back in the mix and
The friction
I spot the written

Plot
I get shot in the Kitchen


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/14/25 09:49 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872131 - 04/14/25 09:50 AM (12 days, 2 hours ago)

God wanted a little Gangster
I by my Bride the Mafia
Inside
My wife wanted a Gangster
I Mafia
As I ride the light
Into the knives
I Trip the blind
Seen the spine as
My mind ran
Into
Through the plan
I slow jam
Until the known 
Has
The reach and grab Heart
As dart
I mixed up
Pull it twist apart the Heart
A Soldier we were burning blur
My wife on top of the rock
I slowly shock
A Bullet from a Glock
Shook?
We cook as recite past the hook
Burning bright into took
The Psilocybin
My mind ride in
The full script that run the Dragon
Now I’m master with the bag in
I title as flag in the rag
I snag a Bullet
As I tagged up
Illustrated banged up
I rang up
The sale for the shock as I plot
A lot of the pale
Blood
I roll over thug

I break that Crack right off!
I love that shit!

Rolling Cocaine
Clip
Don’t slip
I skip the job as Bob
Weave
Through the breeze blew
I seen it new
I clean it
Crew in the beam from
The scene
With the Crack Cocaine
I seen a dream
Where I flow lean
On this Crack
As I sold it in a sack
Gold Platinum
The trigger answers from the dancer
Pour the cast out 
War
As I flash out
I could light the last Town Down
Hit the route
Spout
The lit the rounds
As grounds
I need the Pounds
Scene in the Lounge
I flip the sounds
I Trip once
As I six
Stunts in the Wick
What you want?
I’m an addict
Lunch
Got to grab it
It’s a habit
I crunch
Back at the lab with the Punch
I run it up and struck
The title
As truck as 
The buck has
The roll Fast
Hold class in session
Rolled past
I light the flash up in a second
Wreck it
Trigger finger I separate
From the Wing there
The thing glare
Into air
I flare up
Magic
Tear it up
I flagship
Of the ran quick
The language
I bag it up
And Drag it
Dragon in the fix as
Staggering
We Trip the licks off
Icing
I roll the Dice in the Wing


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/14/25 10:18 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872132 - 04/14/25 02:24 PM (11 days, 21 hours ago)

Ski the place!
Guns all over
Into Trip the face
I Sun at Noon is colder than all the cold as I sold the Ball
Into the swallow the run as hollow they Gun
Before someone gets stung
I relight
Inside
In tight I seen the flight
As I been Tripped
Ignite as the scene dip in
The witness
With this
Back and 6
Black as inches
Capped as rinse this
I been Tripped
Seen the scheme as sesame stitched
The money hitched as tight as inch
See the Guns that flip into Ice
The Guns that nice as
They lives span the spice as ran the roll the dice
Trip the splice
The cable into soul and like that my mind is able
The way I turn the table gel as fable
I ring the bell
As Guns that L
I turn this tell
As earn this
Guns on the Street
That’s furnished
Repeat
I burn this Tree up
Turn this into the Green Leaf
I turned a leaf over as shoulder
I got the Gold
As Soldier
Cold as the fold up the cold for sold
We light Ganja as old
The ripe as
The Lightning Stripe
Has the run
That gang has the grass and Sunrise
Fast as the Guns and Knives
Sun Splash
I turn the lives around
As bound
As see the sound
The Guns come down as repeat around
I seen the Water Fountain
The Town
As my Trees burn down
The mountain
I sound then
Like I bound for
The sound core
As I wound up Pour the liquid
I got a Golden Ticket

People don’t understand
The 9 Gray as
The 9 on Blades
Run the Rhyme
I get an 8 with the Gun as a crime
I seen the Sun
Fade
I Trip the rays as Guns that stay up in the clutches of men
The iron
I seen the expire Guns for hire
I seen the Guns as funds has
They run has the desire to cash as the Guns flash
The Guns are turning the stash as
Guns that Pop that
Recoil
Off the coil I stop that
I Lock Back into the top of the sack as 9 that rap as
My Gun crime
In the relax as Guns in the back
The Guns stacked
I got these Guns for a fact
The Guns react
I seen the Guns the black
Up in the CRACK!
The Guns POP and lock
The Guns that dropped
The Guns on the Block
The Guns for funds over
Cold as the Sun show your run over tons of the run that Soldier
With One back as Gold core
As The Sun soar above
I swear I see time that rhyme and shine like the Sun
A Gun is a crime
I spot the dime as the Guns for as War
I core as the Guns they not ours with
The Sun has the Guns rhyme rap
Into the fact react
Methamphetamine
The Guns Green over scene
The Gun Gray as turn to fade
The rhyme it sprayed
All over like the played Soldier
Toy as boy you shot up Roller
Guns for the Patrol there

I lock and load with the sold air
In the fold
I told that I rolled Bats
As Guns we max with the run as the trap
I Sun as react
Till the Ganja comes from the back
Crews love that
I got the funds with a scratch
The Tree of Life?
Perhaps until I bleed in the Caps
A Gun could relax
We drawn from the Once as has the spazz as trigger for the River
To fade hats off the tracks
To the maximum
Kick Back


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/14/25 03:31 PM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872136 - 04/14/25 09:45 PM (11 days, 14 hours ago)

The Jian
The Tai Chi Sword
The Double Jian
The deception
Turn and twist and coil and release and this Chi
Has the run as grease
Over wonder before I turn under the leaves
And throw flowers
As long as they allow this
I down with this
I fully loaded
I risk
None as Sun run the Trip
Down the line the Drip
The time

I cool clip
Anyone who gets cut or sliced or stabbed resist the blood as thug
Rehab
Into the Streets I banned all violence
Martial Law

One Water
With a Meth
I’m a Bullethead
Ball
As serve as all
I call that
Trip it Ball back
Until I call
On the phone to clone
Flip in the roll
This Chi Gong
Bring the freeze from the breeze
All the cheese
I serve over like Philly
Cheesesteak
Busted
Bleed
Turn over seed
Indeed
I blow I free up the flow
Release the whole Wing
As sight as soul seen the light
This impact
Jack back react
The heat the track flights
As staff as nights
I come back in the rap
I tighten
Blacken the Sun back in
I write it become the
Wax when
I polite
Trip the heights off the

Raw as saw the
Law as call all under Ball
Chi Gong
I seed the sum as free
As brung
Tai Chi
The brought you caught
Cheese in the thought
As Lean as Herbal Degree
I flow and I blow up the spot
All soul
I don’t get caught on patrol
I Fast as roll right past

As Cash
Make a dash then heat the fraction
Up in a sack of Herbs
These Herbs get the Word Up
As I turn up
A Ganja Once as I come from the flash
Wizard I last in the crash
To ash as that
React
The Streets heat up
I’m so phat
I bleep the stream up
As black
Into the sack
Freeze that
Water with the rap
As recorded and sorted
Strapped
War was as a buzz
Release the thugs
They need love


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/15/25 10:59 AM)

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OfflineSolid Log
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872138 - 04/15/25 12:22 PM (10 days, 23 hours ago)

Water
Is all we turn into Water
I got a lot of
I spot the Lock straight talk
Back and Hawk
Straight from the back
I chain react as flame
Spit in the claim
The Gold Chain Game
With Platinum ropes I spoke
The same as I coated
Back and wrote this
Trigger
Suppose it’s
The Streets
I flip the fleets over cold War
Flip the floor over
Soldier
Witness core as door opens

I soak in
The Water
Caught as bought a
Subway token
As I rope in
The Dragon most been
At the Lantern I hope the same
As the flame one Wagon
I flag down
Rounds as Pounds of Pot
We live this plot
As seen as serve a thought
As cream
Release the dream
As seen as onslaught
With the boss
As raw as
Double Glass
And Sacks of Ganja
Kilos on the bomber
Stronger
With Water off of
I raw as
Cost the law Fast
The Trigger spazzed on
I light some Grass at dawn
Relax
A Track as they come and
Sun Beam shine in
It’s blinding
I burn up and turn up
With the Water Flash
Off Cash
I bleed pour as store
Before the hardcore
I done Walk War
As stock in the Gun
The Bullet from
This numb
I got a Water Gun!

Waters with Ganja
The Ganja helps me meditate
As Focus on the song of Water
Water in my bong
I pull through draw
All that
Relate as tall as 8 Ball
I flip some cake
Beam it back
Guns on tracks as
The fact has
The map
Ran the strap up
Meth as hat cause as was
The track buzz
I like Ganja Cuz
As fact as the max dug the meditate
Flat rate
Send the package
Water back in the source
As of course
I lit the War up
Cash as affordable cut the sorted cut
I beam as more lean the
Cream over
Flip the roller
Back in the sack
A Gun turned Black
The heat
One leaf under the Lantern that
Cash back
In the ash
A Ganja stash was
A must
I bust the track up
Crush that
Max
Dub the sack ups
I take hits turn this back up
Into the Sun
I become the Water from
The Ganja Thoughts
Reported
War was caught off
I floored it
The Gas I cored it
Peeled and sealed
Conform to this War with
The warm current
Turns to Hot
You get shot up the Block
For relaxing
Chill and tracks and
This is alien to kids
As back in
The skids the sack up
I light the track up
Fiends they act up
I spin it back up
No front


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872141 - 04/16/25 04:46 AM (10 days, 7 hours ago)

I merge on Psychedelics
This Psychedelic Medicine
Let’s the USA
Show China that the USA is #1 with the Gun
I light this from Seattle
A major city in the USA
The Chinese caught a sway
A Bullet
Comes from the trigger they pull it
From the Gun
A fully equipped slung over the shoulder
Mix as folder of the Gold Platinum
Psychedelic Dragon

Nonstop Tai Chi!
Gold
Ringing
Sold
To one with the Wing
On the front
What you want?
I seen a fad come and go
The Tai Chi flow
For the slow movement
I groove
Smooth
Mix the move the soon swept up
Like I
BOOM!
Let the true as cut
The flew over
Strut the tune is
I drew hits from the
Sun I pull
Equipped with the Dragon
Fully
On the Street a Gun pulled the Trigger
In the USA
Crews figure they Gun
Has the Bullet hum
And Once I rung I saw the Sun
I touched it
Bust that
Bring the bust back
I seen it
Must between as fully Green
Ganja
I love to nonstop
Roll on the POP!
With my skill I rock
And roll
You could see it in my soul


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/16/25 05:20 AM)

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Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872142 - 04/16/25 10:33 AM (10 days, 1 hour ago)

Trump has to go
There’s no flow over
Roll over
Psychedelic Crush
Until they rush
I seen this back in
The Dragon
With the maximum
Max in
The black
I seen a stack
They back up
The track as
I run it has the Grass
I pull out Fast
I seen the Sunrise last a lifetime
I split through the Gun Crime
Martial Law at One Time
I seen a Gun Shine
In a crook’s hand
That’s Sum
Rhyme as had the Gun
As Once as the Sunrise
I seen Guns and Knives
Trips and turns and twists
I seen a flip
Flew over
Overgrown
This crew is over the show
As the crew persists
WIth the twists and turns of the flow
Martial Law for the Ball
Into
True Indeed
Blood all over
Thugs call me a roller
The Street Controller

I make Platinum Chains
I braid a frayed rope back up
Aces
Split the case
With the Mason
Trip the face and
I Gun they stasis
Had the fab
As blades in the lab
Traces
Seen about faces
Make the makeshift
Off the Place I Trip
I make it great again
Then sip
The Water
I create again
I’m back at the place with the ends
Defaced
All they laced up has
The Ganja
Grace of the Gods
As we Gun off and crews get shot on the
Roll a lot
As sold
The front
Like Golden Locks
Around the Blocks
I fold this
Hawk
I Trip the spot
I mix the Rock and Roll
With soul
I beam up Scott
At the drug spot
I don’t fiend for
I just roll up on the Scene
This is War


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/16/25 11:46 AM)

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Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872145 - 04/16/25 05:31 PM (9 days, 18 hours ago)

I put Trees Up
For the Ace
I’m bleeding
Once I bleed blood I Trip
Back and hit the Blood Spot
This is a Trip that thugs got
Says a lot the gunshot
All dead in the hot
The heat on the Street
A drumbeat
All they sweet

I Trip one
Sum
As they flip once as the Sun Speaks
Sun has the run on the piece
I make it cheese
Bake a cake and breeze
Roll over Drug Seizures
As beam as swore Allegiance
I tore these cement
Back and heat bent
All the theme
The threat
As One Step
Got the Chi and turn left
The seed
One’s Guns over greed
For the Pour as
Lyrics in store to the core
This Weed has
They rehab
Into the Guns that Green Bag
I bust a seed
Planned
One run on the stun
For fiends they flew from
All over the overseas
These shots in the keys
Makes this disease
All they shock in flow the flock in
The underneath the Street
Water Mains reach the Glock
As Guns over flames
Proceed to shock
Tons got the aim as they came with the Rock Cocaine


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Hollywood
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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872146 - 04/16/25 06:42 PM (9 days, 17 hours ago)

Mendocino
Controls the Block with the Walk of Hawks rolling they sweat the Cold Wind Blowing
Ganja
Yin Hands
Control the Black Soul As Cold has
They run and drill and stab and kill in the Meth Lab
The Sun has the Earth No Till
No thriller for chiller in the iller
Skill as they Killer Green Bud
I Dream with
Set the Scene Set
Ganja Green for the Street Respect
I blow the Set as I Roll with
Soul over they
Met with the Head Trip like the Trees with Scent in the Breeze Blowing
Growing Ganja
Flowing

Humboldt
Supplied My Los Angeles Scene
With Gold Wings
I'm over
With Trees
Suns they Cold as
The ring on the Bell as Gel into the unified
Supplied the ride as I flip the Tribe
I spit with
These Done over the live
Ganja Smoke with the choke
Cough I wrote
Toke the Pokes of
I run it Dope has the Most Fab
I grab a Pound and Mad Crazy Blaze
Into the Golden Days
I get old and Gray
Turn a Platinum Mushroom as I Step Sun with One reflect off the Budded
In the Garden
Trouble with that twig snap as Sun Blew the Left with Brew over the Step with the Hawks Drew the Block Talk
On the Set with the Pot

Trinity
Is in the Lit Gs
Off the Flip Keys
The 7 Seas
As one has the Fabulous
Trees I read HIGH TIMES Magazine
At One with the Green
I soul as Breed
For the Ganja
Proceed I flow as the Wings in the Cold I Sold
I Spit I rolled
They shot over
Kilos
From Mexico
These steps
The next step to run a connect back on the Street Respect
I blown a spot up reflect
All Soul in the Brew as cold as the window open
With the Incense
Rasta with the intense
In Los Angeles
We play with the Weed
I run some Green over the Trees in this Intense
Smoke Sessions that Manifest


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872149 - 04/16/25 07:53 PM (9 days, 16 hours ago)

Connect back
With Earth Mother
I’m on a Water
Which is how I thought of
Platinum
I lock the law as I stop a brawl
I crawl with a Bat in a Hat
And herbals
Off the burn
I turn One Sun into the sell the Gun
Over funds
That’s how a Bullet comes from

I Sun and done One
Gaia
Earth Mother
Supplied the ride inside the mind
Psychedelic
Tribe Vibe and relic
Back and elevate consciousness
I Bomb with the manifest
The test once as I rest my blunt
Get your head off
I Set off the dreadlocks
As I chalk
I Walk
Hawk
Turn the Block over
Lockdown
I seen one Crown spit past Sundown
Flip
The War is over
I Soldier of Fortune with the Core send
The War comes back and ends
The score
I want to Soar on Sativa

Do you partake of the Water?
I drink the Agua
The Aqua
I got a box in the thirst
For what works
I break out my shirts
And Set Jerks
Like MS-13
I’m so clean I lean on
I got the cleaning fluid
My Speed on
My Weed gone
I need to reup to the Scene
With this Green Bud up
Get wicked
Then sing the song
Back and Trip it
Mix it
In the Water
All Liquid
Call it Aqua
Then lock with
The box in the wrong Set
I death threat
Murder over the step and then Jet
I complete the hex
Then bet
You night sweat
Turn into debt

I owe you
To sew over the phone
All I’m home alone
Smoking a Bone
Laced with The Zone
I roam
In the Speed Zone
Methamphetamine
I shown it
Then blown it up
Then smoke it up
I tone down tuck one on me
My Gun I so softly
Sung of in the oven
Back at the Love In
Hippy Fest
In Dublin,

Ireland
I perspire and admire the higher I get
I turn a threat into
Liquidation Crew


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/17/25 08:50 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872152 - 04/17/25 09:00 PM (8 days, 15 hours ago)

I keep explaining
About Drugs and Gangs
They come with dog tags
Tattoos and rags
They busted over the flag
Of the USA
Today
I Set my Gun to spray
Pull out with no delay
A Bullet come out
I fully automatic with the magic
Wicked ticket 
I’m about to kick it and six end the deep
Speak the Freak for I keep score
As you reach
You born into the peeps
I busted that ass up
And creep

The Magic City
Get you the Key in
We Trip off the Psilocybin
I free men
With the gem
Peer and stem from
The Set Gun
I Wet numb
Back and bled from
The tongue
I dart and hum
Martial Arts
I too start beef like shark’s teeth
I bust over and over
Repeat
I soul as warm as gun torn from the thumbs off
I slide it rung off
A bunch of shots
I service as murder
I turn a G into hamburger
With the overseas connect
I keep it in perspective
How I get live
I Set
I thrive
Off the best Guns and Knives
I threat with the Psilocybin
I jet back
And curse as slide strung
The vibe The Gun
A Bullet hums across
The lost Tribe
Why I got the Gun vibe from
Guns and Knives
The Sun still Shines
And Guns for the time
I find the spine 
Trigger
Pulled
I quicker than that
The flip the track with a mismatch
All your head stash
I smoked it
Dead broke it
I’m from Oakland


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-Dr. Subhash Cock

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872154 - 04/18/25 03:07 AM (8 days, 8 hours ago)

Smoking an Herb Stick
I relearned it
Burned it up
Turned it
Out no doubt
I run a round through
Down to the wire
I’m on fire
Lit the higher
Retire?
Never that I flow before like Water
The core the master
The door
The next chapter
Before I scratch War
I cancel core
Hit the floor
The Master
I soar on Ganja
An Herb Stick
I say word with

I burned it
No trouble I double up
Murder hits
That’s Meth
I turned the spot
Bled smoking Pot
I earned it
Straight got the curve hit
The verb
I murdered it
Turned it out
Sung a song about
No question
Manifest the lesson
I roll in my profession
I top
And Set in
The lock
I get threatened
I got a Glock
You keep steppin’
My weapon I crept in
Smoke an Herb Stick
I burned it
Turned it out
Earned it
No doubt
I slip a word in
I reroute the Bird then
I turned into the flew over
Brew drinking
Lure in the linking
Cause as the kinks in
The hose with no flows
I Water down my whole game
Lifted hurricane
I murder
To blame
I turn it turner the flame
I got the big name
I don’t hafta claim Mafia
I Set it in flame

Burn a Herb Stick
I relearned
To turn it into a Gun threat
Back Murder Jet
The server
No sweat

I burner
Burn a Herb Stick
I furnished with
No cent
No regret

I check back and ready
To run the Streets
Deadly
With Sun heats the Block
Steadily in shock
Crews I wet the fuse
Dead and you choose
I flew
Over lit the roller
Colder than
I burn an Herb Stick man
I further the jam
An eternity
I turn the key
In the lock

I shock
I burned it free up the Glock
The knot I headed back up
I Set it
Maximum
I tax and spun
Ran Sum and come
Leaded back from
The deadhead
Murder they curve as in bled with one word
I fed it
To surge back
I murdered the track
Curved it
Respect that
I burned it
An Herb Stick
I got the swerve fit
Into the been through
I sit drew back and kill
Through the window
Too ill
I still drew back and flew
Over
I wet a Soldier
Step for the Gold there
I cold air
Bearing down one snare drum
Get dumb
I fully leaded spun
And Set it
Become
How I wet with the Set Trip
Medic spread it
Fever chill as weaver
Of the breathe the air deep
I swear I smoked an Herb Stick
Beware
I turned it out
Earned  it
I burn hits up
Then turn once into
The Streets
I seen the scene
Turn the Green Bud
Into each thug bleeding
Receipt from the Key the thing
Read the Wing
Sing the beat to bring


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/18/25 03:22 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872155 - 04/18/25 03:43 AM (8 days, 8 hours ago)

I need the Cocaine Sniff
Rewrite this chain
Limp off into the Set
I drink
One numb in effect
The Gun
The reflect
Back in the Drug
I split a double back dub once as Set it fronts I wet it Sun
I head it become
The Bullet I fed it
Then Set it back
Reelect the head of the Crack
Smoking jack
Provoking whack
I soak in
They float the ring over Ocean
Split the Potion
Back and coast in
I’m supposed in this game to spit flame
I ghost then
I boat of the Cargo

Cocaine
I flip it far to go in the lane to charge slow
I flip the game
I hard and slow
Lit the name
These drugs remain
As Gold Chain
Lit the flame and one came
Soul as the aim up in flow
I title called Blow
Flip the flow over
Lit the roller I soldier
Cash as control
Bear arms and tear down
Charm the necklace
Manifest jewels and Set Trip
I dead flip
The head hit the sky and ready the eye
Wet with the Water
Check skip

The high I bind in rewrite my rhyme again
My mind it bend
Diamonds 
Sent bent I from the Set
One run it went with the Gun
The trigger
One Sun
Back and deliver
I caught you live there
Live as tribe as thin air
I survive
As kin
Dare me?
To beware
I stare back and wear the hat
Scare tactic back at it with a baseball bat
A drug addict on the map
I rap
I right back at it with the Crack
Or some sniff
I’m open and I riff
Title broken
I spit this
Ocean Waves
Float in
Coast to coast
Spin
They broke the game hope in
The lane to they brain
As I toke in
Lit the Ganja Flame
After Cocaine

Cocaine
It’s written
I blow flames up
Then aim
I sight in the drain down in the lane Crown
The whole town
I down the round for a Pound
I got it lounge
I hot hit the Bullet
Wet one
Pull the trigger Setting Sun
The gun deliver
That spun
In the one with
The Blow I flow for
Reload the code was morse the source
Flip the forest over
Trees galore
I speed before I hit the Weed
Smoking Green Bud
WIth the Cocaine
Enough that’s low flame
I rough as the snow came
With the blizzard 
Roll cane
My soul aim
In the brain
I light it flights the same I rang excited
Back and bite it
To heights I hit the Blow
That let low to Set it show
That’s Dreadlocked
Death Row
The stethoscope
I dead broke
Proceed to float over
Show’s over
I lit the roller rub
Colder than On War as the source
I skip a buck
No remorse for the course
I split the source
Cocaine
All I show in the lane to roll cane
Flip the brain that’s propane
I Trip the flow is aim
Up in slow
Light the Blow
Crack Cocaine
I sip the roll
The pay roll
I stay cold as sold in the roll Wing
Dusted back to the floor and King
Of the swing hit the Green Bud
I seen a thug’s Cream
Busted one lean
Over steam
One bean
One murder
One clean
One soul over the fiend for the score was War has
The more I grab I stab up
Show’s over I mad run the Sun
As the tag form the bag
Fold over for your flag
I got the Dragon


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/18/25 04:41 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872157 - 04/18/25 11:12 AM (8 days, 47 minutes ago)

We need the Buds!
Release the Buds!
All the Streets need the Buds
I turn over
Blood
I lit this thug lit like drugs
Into one lit Gun
Over Sums
I flight as run tight into the thug
Wipe
Off as I boss
I roll that
Cost a toll
Back and bowl a strike
Crews fiend for the pipe
As I meet with the Reefer
Genius
Trip the speaker
Bleed this
Fetus
Reach us and reduce the flame as seed from the game
One lane
Tripped a thug’s brain
One light
One chain

Overnight Street Fame
Burning bright
The heat came
All I name
The Streets create
The 8 Ball
On the weight
Tall as crawl
I flip the fall
Busted all as I follow
They hollow with the Gun all ya’ll known
Pick up the microphone
I set it in stone
Let the head flown
The mind blown

By the times 
I rhyme stoned bust 
I’m in the times square
Busting air
Laughing at
This player
Maxing rap in the slayer
Test the major
Back with flavor
React strange
Bear weight I 8 Ball
Trip this fate
Call it I Ball it
Wall to Wall
Ganja
I follow all the hits
Tall
True as flips
Multiply trips
I done once in the eye
A Gun shy kid
Dropping Acid
When’s the last time you crashed it?
Murder mastered
The bastard KO’d
By the Lantern

The Chain Blown up
Spit this roll cause
I make a thug dug the Set as rub from
The Gun numb
I trip the tongue off
Rung off
I’m a Drug boss
I light up cross
Run light the sauce
In a Gun fight
I take one flight

I’m a Budded
Bud head

I love it
I hit the thing Set
The Drug Breath
Light as one Bud in the Bud Light

I flooded
Blood did it number
One off the Sun
I run from the Gun
I Tripped a ton
How I spun
Set it I run
The lead back
I could write a head CRACK!
On the drum track
I bring a Bud back
Relight the sack
As rung
Cats that hung
Back
With dead lung
React the Streets sung
The long as bong
Trip this song
I flipped for relight the Trip more
As I sip
I soar

Above on Water
Caught a proper way to clock your blade from
You sang the Gang rang
The Streets
These Drugs I unseat thugs
Repeat
I bust a beat
Back and Street Sweep
I got the reek of
The Bud
The Streets thug
I Beef over Blood
Receipt
Back and cash
Guns I crash
One over the last
Flash form the past
Buds light at last
Light to ash
Run the stash down
As one round in the flash
A Reefer
The teacher for the Cash as Creeper
I need some Hashish
Blow the speaker
The last leaf
The Sativa
I freak
A Bud to speak of
Cash as reach Dub
I max and seat plug
The rubber Bullet pull it back and hug
A Trip
The run
The Sums of Cash
The Suns
The stash of Buds
Relax
I light the tax up
Sack up
Write it right back up
In the Lantern
The champion
I got amps to burn
The man turn the fan of the man burned Buds
As the sang this thugs react as heat
Guns they blacken receipt
I right up back in the Streets
Controlling the heat


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/18/25 11:36 AM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872159 - 04/18/25 12:52 PM (7 days, 23 hours ago)

My future is bright
With Spirits
Lights
Drinks
Sing of the chain link
The love
Over the doves fly above
I cry inside as I peer a Gem I tried
To sent my entrance
Invent this
Sentence
Back and meant this
Lent this blended
Ended straight and mentioned weight
I got a bent a 8 straight
To flip the plate over
Roller
Off the soul word as Bird
I turn through the Trip
As Soul Grip
The Gold Chain Link
The Platinum Brains
Locked in the names as
One came forth
As scorch
The title
Rivals are homicidal
No rival
I flip in the inside turn the mind pull
On one word
I cash a done sword
As funds blur the subject
I run to test the Gun
Arrested by Sun
In the flesh
The red the hum as stretch
This with the Link Left
On sink
One ring of the thing
Title bring back vital
It might sting
To light as bright as Wing
Flights that out of sight
Sing of the slightest
Hinge Squeak
I shock as the flock runs the Street
Control the Block
I speak

Seeded
Sprouts
The Ganja Greeted the Sun
Minds are becoming
The soft as
The law of the stoner
Shown your
Ganja Grown
How to turn a person stoner
Known of the blown
Trippy smoke of the toke
That Vision
It evokes
The system
Written of in the folk medicine Anals
The brain pulls the chain
On the Soul through the flame

Anyone
And Everyone
Is growing Trees to compete
I've seen a Ganja Tree as big as the system
Of the threat of government
Government Lost my respect
A Bullet and a Vest
Pull the Trigger on me
A G
From the Ganja Scene
The Ganja Green I roll over
Smoke and toke the scheme
I broke the steam
Into the hope for the
Wrote this tour as more does in
The buzz back
Coming from the dozens of kinds of
Sativa I've tried
Tropical
I love a Lemon Popsicle


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/18/25 07:06 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872167 - 04/18/25 07:44 PM (7 days, 16 hours ago)

Los Angeles Stoners
Crashing Phones
Down the system
Round as
The Pound
I bought a crop I brought the Pot
I got a lot
It’s heat hot
The Streets greet
The Reefer
Seen and heard
Word
I came to town with the Pound
I rock around the clock
Found the Pot
I lounge
In the inbound flight
With the Pound
Light with the Right Wing
I sight unseen
See as Unclean G
The Country I’m from
Carries the Gun
It’s funky some Sunshine
Bright as one Gun
From the sign
As they front on 9
I skip the trigger
Run the Tripper
Figure that black
I react the Streets
Beats from the
Gun Drawn Down
I skipped town with my Pound
Then hit the sound system
Just to dis the Right Wing
Victims of the Gestapo Regime
Came Clean
And served some Green Bud
No longer thug

The Mushroom
The Flesh of the Gods
Let me see the Chakras
Of the Spot
I get it to Lock with the top down approach
To Medicine
I sew the seeds of
Tai Chi
And free the Mind/Body
My Medicine
Uses Universal Circulation
I take the Blaze from the Rain Falling
Turn into a Ball
And solve all the problem
I can
I hope you can understand
That I grew to be a man
Touching Heaven and Earth
The thirst for the touch where it hurts
Is the curse of the Spot I Lock
I roll up on Pot
Ganja
Medicinal




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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/18/25 09:06 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872172 - 04/19/25 12:22 PM (6 days, 23 hours ago)

In the end
I look back and Trip
Spit this send
The Lift
Once as I hit a Blunt
Spliff
Rerun the funds off a rip
From the Sun
I stiff with the Trigger Gun
Cast a fifth
Back and bled
Through the head
As dreadlocks
I light it
Said Hawks
As white light with the head box
As Medicine
I rewrite the stock rise
In the Veteran’s eyes
I Trip Guns and Knives
Split the tribe
I lift with the vibe
I sip with
Run it scribe
The live
The flight as light
The bite into the Tribe
You front on
One Long Gun
Rewrites the track
As Soul from
The cold one
Brew I lit into the screw into
I flew over
Been through
The window
Cash back as kinfolk
Rewrite
On a sack I been smoked
I have it dead broke
I grab it by the flag fifth
The stab at
With the Trigger I bag that
Make it magic

I roll over
Grass
Cannabis
Sold a Water Fast
I ran with the Trigger in the flip the digits
River
Back and hit your crew up
I sip this brew up
Cash as we knew cut
The Trip
I blew up
Lit the school up
Cast that
Cool but I ran track
As a new front on 
Once
I done the funds for Triggers and Guns
Rewrite at the heights of the
Tons
Get this back Sums
Of Cash
I relight the fight as Sun has
The height
I Sunsplash
As One Gun cashed out
I make it mad house
The Trigger
Black out
Sold a sack in town
The track I run around
The react
Heat a stack
Been there as fact the River Run
Water
The mission from the slaughter
Caught back and offer
The Dragon
As One sold over they Crew
The Trip as Guns come through
The flip side
I sold a vibe I been smoke
The Bulletproof
As I sold the truth
One true as Soldier through
The Gun they drew
Back as cash and I flew
Flow right through
Trip this drew the Liquid
Back and kick it


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/19/25 12:47 PM)

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Re: poem [Re: Solid Log]
    #872173 - 04/19/25 01:01 PM (6 days, 22 hours ago)

When Murder
Comes back
I serve a flask
Of Hashish Oil
I Fast
Water
Coil
In Tai Chi
Royal
I Boil and Bubble and Melt
And Vaporize the Oil
As I rise 
The Sun
The Tribe
I flip the Vibe
I lit for
Run it Trip more?
We Liquid
I bit before I rip it
Back from
The sack
The ticket
I been with this
Mix it
Mix the flip side run as hit the mind
Like a Psychedelic
I Trip with
Run the scripture
Back and lit your
Track up
I’m about to roll the map up
Trap up
All the Cash cut
That Flask of Hashish Oil
I ran a Gun
On foreign soil
Lamp you got the spoil
Ran Sun down as On Round
In this toil
Over the flame
The same aim
Guns remain
In the Camp I Came
With the Lamp
I brain
In the heat the sample
Back and cancel
I ran Bell
Sang the hang off the dwell
In this rebel
Over the metal
Trigger
Settle
Several Dead I pull
The lead out of tracks like facts
I run the Streets Back
Chain React
As the Streets Facts
I hit this Weed and proceed
Bleed Blood
All thugs redubs the heat
The Drugs

Cash!
I made a Gold Rope
As imported
Gold from

The Cold Sun
As I sold
One rung
Up the toll
I come from the Soul
As drumroll
Funds fold
I Cash back and Guns told the Trigger
I mixture of Blood and Trip there
I been aware of the sickness
Care for
As I bear arms
War
Was to wear thugs down
As One round licked
The Sundown
Into Trip towns
I flip crews
Twist grooves
Into prove the Ganja Medicine
Soother
I Trip and flew over
Lit the tomb of Soldier
All in this Moon
Orbit over
Full Moon
The roller
I come from the Crew
I flip on Witch’s Broom
Skip into the flip
Flip back and drew it
Into the Metal
Ruined the settle
Let that fact like rebel
In the spread
React the decimal
Your head cracked
Reaction
Down as the maximum
I spun tracks from Sun
Cash
I rerun with the Stash

Ganja
With the Sunsplash
That’s an order!


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Mammoth Exercise and Robust Administration
-Dr. Subhash Cock

Edited by Solid Log (04/19/25 02:09 PM)

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