Full Version: Sifu
The Artist Formerly Known As Sketch's best verses will appear here soon....
just for the record..
i should probly give guiness a call..
cuz the image i draw puts mad stress on the limits of raw,
and as your grip slips, shit flips, niggas'll fall,
they lookin foul cuz i took the vow, lyrics and all,
to be that nightmare roamin your dream..
the most ominous thing im in your right ear moldin a scheme,
sellin you hate and bloodlust, tellin you make the gun bust,
thank me for ill like america thank columbus,
then take your numbers..i take pride and respect,
take time to listen know what kind of guy to expect,
see, im not your average every day cat with a mic,
cuz when its beef, i could probly swap the gat with the mic,
its like that, when i hoover the buddha,
might maneuver the ruger and skip town to aruba and scuba,
i keep tabs on your click with bitches that owe me,
see it is what it is and is what its gon be,
for life, i got your back if u sick with the rap,
if u a fake, fall back, stick a dick in your trap,
we in the last days, catch phrase, terror and sin,
its like Jesus himself dont know where to begin..
last generation was lost, mines growin in cults,
Gods name my nine give em mind blowin results,
but i just wanna spit ill rhymes killin the time,
over a raw beat u dont have to give me a dime,
to all my get nasty rappers keep doing your thing,
if i see you ill see you in the ring, with tough love
i should probly give guiness a call..
cuz the image i draw puts mad stress on the limits of raw,
and as your grip slips, shit flips, niggas'll fall,
they lookin foul cuz i took the vow, lyrics and all,
to be that nightmare roamin your dream..
the most ominous thing im in your right ear moldin a scheme,
sellin you hate and bloodlust, tellin you make the gun bust,
thank me for ill like america thank columbus,
then take your numbers..i take pride and respect,
take time to listen know what kind of guy to expect,
see, im not your average every day cat with a mic,
cuz when its beef, i could probly swap the gat with the mic,
its like that, when i hoover the buddha,
might maneuver the ruger and skip town to aruba and scuba,
i keep tabs on your click with bitches that owe me,
see it is what it is and is what its gon be,
for life, i got your back if u sick with the rap,
if u a fake, fall back, stick a dick in your trap,
we in the last days, catch phrase, terror and sin,
its like Jesus himself dont know where to begin..
last generation was lost, mines growin in cults,
Gods name my nine give em mind blowin results,
but i just wanna spit ill rhymes killin the time,
over a raw beat u dont have to give me a dime,
to all my get nasty rappers keep doing your thing,
if i see you ill see you in the ring, with tough love
a soft candy approach.
need cash young ass aint ready to bang out,
u just wanna fuck, then get splifted, and hang out?
u want cake but to face minimal time,
the same shit goin thru every criminal mind,
violent crimes all see the other side of the fence,
felony theft u can plea to a minor offense..
so unless u wanna go to the block,
i suggest that u steal so much shit u could open a shop,
rich folk sleep tight..the night is the greatest,
prime times the AM, 1 to 5 at the latest..
be quick, analyze every target in sight,
14, i used to hit a hundred cars in a night,
get paid with the best of your friends,
youd be surprised what u can get from a lexus or benz,
wear gloves, all black, never carry an ID,
the rules for a low level robbery crime spree,
no tools, but a knife phillips and flathead,
an amp headunit and the subs get u fat bread.
but if you truckin on foot heres my advice,
go for the ipods, laptops, anything nice,
but dont waste time with your methods..
try to leave any place that u stayed longer than 30 seconds,
find a wallet or purse dont stop at the cash,
check for some credit lines u can add to the stash,
write card numbers down, leave nothing distorted..
just think..thats more time 4 the crime is reported..
make sure u get the dates 4 u fade into black,
also, u need the code it'll be on the back,
get addresses and social numbers as well,
u might needem online buyin stuff u can sell, (can u say ebay?)
public pc's, pd's lost in the chase,
no prints and no face, much harder to trace..
rich neighborhoods keep fridges in the garage,
see a side door? time for a stomach massage,
now think on it, whether its a house or the cars,
same charge same time in the house with the bars,
might as well check that knob if they asleep..
i bet you theres a purse in view but u gotta creep,
if the doors locked, lean on it all of your weight,
if it gives a little stress they dun made a mistake,
that means the deadbolts unlatched..
make sure its alarm free for u get the cops dispatched,
if u more a home cat tech gifted and such,
i can show u a good way to get u some bucks,
u need a real good scanner and a printer to match,
counterfiet big bills, turn em into some stacks.
get a buncha 5's, let em all soak in some bleach,
how to print the new ink im not open to teach,
but if done right then u can see the strip in the bill,
so anybody that tests it will think that its real, get it?
but if u wanna pump twenty's and ten's,
u gona need some ends first, like 60 to spend,
head to a place where they sell office supplies,
carbon papers the name of the shit u should buy,
the texture the Mints use is nearly the same,
so your final work resembles the genuine grain,
but dont let the greed get to your heads,
counterfieting can get u into some deep shit with the feds,
so a toast to the wise and the chips that i made,
i can only give u a taste of the tricks of the trade.
next issue - the hard candy approach
need cash young ass aint ready to bang out,
u just wanna fuck, then get splifted, and hang out?
u want cake but to face minimal time,
the same shit goin thru every criminal mind,
violent crimes all see the other side of the fence,
felony theft u can plea to a minor offense..
so unless u wanna go to the block,
i suggest that u steal so much shit u could open a shop,
rich folk sleep tight..the night is the greatest,
prime times the AM, 1 to 5 at the latest..
be quick, analyze every target in sight,
14, i used to hit a hundred cars in a night,
get paid with the best of your friends,
youd be surprised what u can get from a lexus or benz,
wear gloves, all black, never carry an ID,
the rules for a low level robbery crime spree,
no tools, but a knife phillips and flathead,
an amp headunit and the subs get u fat bread.
but if you truckin on foot heres my advice,
go for the ipods, laptops, anything nice,
but dont waste time with your methods..
try to leave any place that u stayed longer than 30 seconds,
find a wallet or purse dont stop at the cash,
check for some credit lines u can add to the stash,
write card numbers down, leave nothing distorted..
just think..thats more time 4 the crime is reported..
make sure u get the dates 4 u fade into black,
also, u need the code it'll be on the back,
get addresses and social numbers as well,
u might needem online buyin stuff u can sell, (can u say ebay?)
public pc's, pd's lost in the chase,
no prints and no face, much harder to trace..
rich neighborhoods keep fridges in the garage,
see a side door? time for a stomach massage,
now think on it, whether its a house or the cars,
same charge same time in the house with the bars,
might as well check that knob if they asleep..
i bet you theres a purse in view but u gotta creep,
if the doors locked, lean on it all of your weight,
if it gives a little stress they dun made a mistake,
that means the deadbolts unlatched..
make sure its alarm free for u get the cops dispatched,
if u more a home cat tech gifted and such,
i can show u a good way to get u some bucks,
u need a real good scanner and a printer to match,
counterfiet big bills, turn em into some stacks.
get a buncha 5's, let em all soak in some bleach,
how to print the new ink im not open to teach,
but if done right then u can see the strip in the bill,
so anybody that tests it will think that its real, get it?
but if u wanna pump twenty's and ten's,
u gona need some ends first, like 60 to spend,
head to a place where they sell office supplies,
carbon papers the name of the shit u should buy,
the texture the Mints use is nearly the same,
so your final work resembles the genuine grain,
but dont let the greed get to your heads,
counterfieting can get u into some deep shit with the feds,
so a toast to the wise and the chips that i made,
i can only give u a taste of the tricks of the trade.
next issue - the hard candy approach
insanely brilliant or genius.. u cant distinguish..
become the prime minister.. literally.. when u command the english..
give em your ultimatum.. you timid.. you wont persuade em..
you lose position the very minute you dont degrade em..
administer righteous violence.... the likes of Silas..
the lights the brightest when u realize your entire life's a virus..
and life desire us.. it looks me right in the iris..
your kingdoms fall silent while my dynasty rises..
i hide in disguises of common folk, 1-Time in the rifle scope..
undermined for lack of a punchline... im not a joke..
but i've often spoken like the Truest of Kings..
and simultaneously made u see the humor in the things..
but i cant wait to scalp niggas.... the executive chief..
my shit is fly... like a pelican brief....... im too high for you..
the blue sky boil...... when i scroll
see alotta niggas live by a code........ but few die loyal..
the finish line's where the colors will show..
and if you turn bitch... others will know.. brothers is so, weak..
they need a unity to strengthen resolve...
but in a world, that a single .38 can revolve...
what a conundrum.. "can it be undone?" is the function..
when everything under the Sun's..... under production..
be at Peace, ONE.. with Harmony's Love..
as God.. and see your real true calling above..
or get with the grown trends and sit in a chrome benz
but id rather stand, right in the middle of stonehenge
absorbing a universal knowledge.... u worship dollars..
become the Master of your circumference.. thru the Words of Wallace..
u should reverse the mileage.. and Rule Cash..
and awaken from that dream where cowards and fools last..
its a cold war... make way.. never mistakes..
at least one step ahead of em whatever it takes..
u see we make it a competitive race..
and 1st place, this time.. is whoever put a weapon in space
got a dozen subtle replies that the stubborn deny..
but the many gullible chess pieces wonderin "why?"..
they thinkin better bring they gun in, or die..
the end come from the sky..
but global warming is a government lie..
so George Bush can get lumped in the eye, beat..
get cut up like dried meat, and slumped then, dumped in a side street..
involve any heads you trust..
this transmission is over... ive already said too much.... gather arms
1
become the prime minister.. literally.. when u command the english..
give em your ultimatum.. you timid.. you wont persuade em..
you lose position the very minute you dont degrade em..
administer righteous violence.... the likes of Silas..
the lights the brightest when u realize your entire life's a virus..
and life desire us.. it looks me right in the iris..
your kingdoms fall silent while my dynasty rises..
i hide in disguises of common folk, 1-Time in the rifle scope..
undermined for lack of a punchline... im not a joke..
but i've often spoken like the Truest of Kings..
and simultaneously made u see the humor in the things..
but i cant wait to scalp niggas.... the executive chief..
my shit is fly... like a pelican brief....... im too high for you..
the blue sky boil...... when i scroll
see alotta niggas live by a code........ but few die loyal..
the finish line's where the colors will show..
and if you turn bitch... others will know.. brothers is so, weak..
they need a unity to strengthen resolve...
but in a world, that a single .38 can revolve...
what a conundrum.. "can it be undone?" is the function..
when everything under the Sun's..... under production..
be at Peace, ONE.. with Harmony's Love..
as God.. and see your real true calling above..
or get with the grown trends and sit in a chrome benz
but id rather stand, right in the middle of stonehenge
absorbing a universal knowledge.... u worship dollars..
become the Master of your circumference.. thru the Words of Wallace..
u should reverse the mileage.. and Rule Cash..
and awaken from that dream where cowards and fools last..
its a cold war... make way.. never mistakes..
at least one step ahead of em whatever it takes..
u see we make it a competitive race..
and 1st place, this time.. is whoever put a weapon in space
got a dozen subtle replies that the stubborn deny..
but the many gullible chess pieces wonderin "why?"..
they thinkin better bring they gun in, or die..
the end come from the sky..
but global warming is a government lie..
so George Bush can get lumped in the eye, beat..
get cut up like dried meat, and slumped then, dumped in a side street..
involve any heads you trust..
this transmission is over... ive already said too much.... gather arms
1
i turn an artist to vegetable...
bring your hardest to test if u...
wanna be a carcass up in a garbage receptacle..
honestly ill probably free a fart if im next to you..
im the type a nigga that need a harness for testicles..
these here are the random thoughts of a lone drifter...
a known grifter.. who would shoot you and quote scripture
dont picture.. dream, in definitive motion..
envision the notion.. work hard, and get a promotion
know the math, sometimes the answer isnt quotient..
overstand the undertoe before u swim in the ocean..
scared bitches hold back..
i trap, and get the dough, black..
hit the road, jack...
u thinkin a nigga wont clap?..
yo.. cats tryin to rap... they so wack,
fuck a gold plaque, diamonds a wrap.. the flows crack..
its guitar string strummin your neck, killin you softly..
or im pullin that thing to get u niggas up off me..
the flocks kin, spots been rid of the cops friend..
gotta watch them.. yo, i aint wit gettin boxed in..
u get the law.. open a case....
i get the 4.. open a case.. for splittin yall.... shoulder to waist
i been hit once.. but didnt fall, know what it takes..
and my best rhymes.. they written all over your face..
any place, im leavin sight if its packed tight
and with a badass chica that'll lean a dyke in a catfight
a nigga eyes lookin demon-like in the blacklight
that miss thang hear me freak the mic and she act right
i rap like, niggas can drop dead..
u rich or u got bread..
u fuckin with a killer that chop heads..
and swapped meds, with the juice fiends in the brain box
my pops fled, countin loose beans when he changed socks
the pain stops, when its projected at said target...
i roll up, and do like method and red, spark it..
the lead dart hit u direct in the head, start shit..
in hip hop.. all thats left is a dead market..
its fashion, cars, ice.. nothing alive, like..
words that make a real nigga wanna survive right..
remember when a rapper was cool?..
now a rapper is hard, and kids wanna bring the clapper to school
im not against it, packin the tool..
but the young gun slingers aint being taught right, actin a fool
and evolution never comes, when your foldin your ones..
opposable thumbs.. they give a better hold of the guns..
and still i cant quite reach.. the knife in my back
so i bop walking the path to the life that i lack..
r.i.p to the fatboy with the big american dream burger on the roof of shoneys before they had to take him down that nigga was doin it big
bring your hardest to test if u...
wanna be a carcass up in a garbage receptacle..
honestly ill probably free a fart if im next to you..
im the type a nigga that need a harness for testicles..
these here are the random thoughts of a lone drifter...
a known grifter.. who would shoot you and quote scripture
dont picture.. dream, in definitive motion..
envision the notion.. work hard, and get a promotion
know the math, sometimes the answer isnt quotient..
overstand the undertoe before u swim in the ocean..
scared bitches hold back..
i trap, and get the dough, black..
hit the road, jack...
u thinkin a nigga wont clap?..
yo.. cats tryin to rap... they so wack,
fuck a gold plaque, diamonds a wrap.. the flows crack..
its guitar string strummin your neck, killin you softly..
or im pullin that thing to get u niggas up off me..
the flocks kin, spots been rid of the cops friend..
gotta watch them.. yo, i aint wit gettin boxed in..
u get the law.. open a case....
i get the 4.. open a case.. for splittin yall.... shoulder to waist
i been hit once.. but didnt fall, know what it takes..
and my best rhymes.. they written all over your face..
any place, im leavin sight if its packed tight
and with a badass chica that'll lean a dyke in a catfight
a nigga eyes lookin demon-like in the blacklight
that miss thang hear me freak the mic and she act right
i rap like, niggas can drop dead..
u rich or u got bread..
u fuckin with a killer that chop heads..
and swapped meds, with the juice fiends in the brain box
my pops fled, countin loose beans when he changed socks
the pain stops, when its projected at said target...
i roll up, and do like method and red, spark it..
the lead dart hit u direct in the head, start shit..
in hip hop.. all thats left is a dead market..
its fashion, cars, ice.. nothing alive, like..
words that make a real nigga wanna survive right..
remember when a rapper was cool?..
now a rapper is hard, and kids wanna bring the clapper to school
im not against it, packin the tool..
but the young gun slingers aint being taught right, actin a fool
and evolution never comes, when your foldin your ones..
opposable thumbs.. they give a better hold of the guns..
and still i cant quite reach.. the knife in my back
so i bop walking the path to the life that i lack..
r.i.p to the fatboy with the big american dream burger on the roof of shoneys before they had to take him down that nigga was doin it big
i promise ima take em to hell and back when i melt a cat..
belt em flat, turnin they Elton rap to a welcome mat...
i seldom lack the essentials in Riponometry..
Mobbin deep, niggas is special.. the kid a Prodigy..
probably.. bound to be eatin a bid for robbery..
not a G?.. possibly schemin to hit the lottery..
ima be.. dolo cheefin the marijuana tree..
God degree, Peace, the Beast in the mirror honor me..
honestly astonishing.. make me some room..
stay with the boom like a bada bing, patiently fume..
keep cool calm and collected, the directive is "Bitch Slap"..
i spit that... Jack Frost.. method is gift wrap..
get back with your wack bars.. peg it as "Shitcrap"..
u Nice, and aint sayin nothing negative?, quit rap..
its simple as the simplest get..
infamous sick, as some Syphilis dick.. so get a wiff of this shit,
Piff to the hit 2 legit with ridiculous spit
killin em with, spliff lit, causin niggas to split..
im striking the main artery, maybe im crazy, gotta be..
yet and still i see thru niggas like radiology..
drama be the common denominator of rap
so u niggas better pop if the llama lay in your lap
ima beat u like your pop and your mama face'll get slapped
layin waste when im droppin like i was takin a crap
its a thin line between me breathin and rappers fallin off..
ballin out, give u a reason to catch a molotov..
zero risk in view, im a hero, Neo mystical..
punch my fist, into the smirk of the egotistical..
i was sent to do what im doin so peep the principle..
keep convincin u that im provin to be invincible..
cake nigga
belt em flat, turnin they Elton rap to a welcome mat...
i seldom lack the essentials in Riponometry..
Mobbin deep, niggas is special.. the kid a Prodigy..
probably.. bound to be eatin a bid for robbery..
not a G?.. possibly schemin to hit the lottery..
ima be.. dolo cheefin the marijuana tree..
God degree, Peace, the Beast in the mirror honor me..
honestly astonishing.. make me some room..
stay with the boom like a bada bing, patiently fume..
keep cool calm and collected, the directive is "Bitch Slap"..
i spit that... Jack Frost.. method is gift wrap..
get back with your wack bars.. peg it as "Shitcrap"..
u Nice, and aint sayin nothing negative?, quit rap..
its simple as the simplest get..
infamous sick, as some Syphilis dick.. so get a wiff of this shit,
Piff to the hit 2 legit with ridiculous spit
killin em with, spliff lit, causin niggas to split..
im striking the main artery, maybe im crazy, gotta be..
yet and still i see thru niggas like radiology..
drama be the common denominator of rap
so u niggas better pop if the llama lay in your lap
ima beat u like your pop and your mama face'll get slapped
layin waste when im droppin like i was takin a crap
its a thin line between me breathin and rappers fallin off..
ballin out, give u a reason to catch a molotov..
zero risk in view, im a hero, Neo mystical..
punch my fist, into the smirk of the egotistical..
i was sent to do what im doin so peep the principle..
keep convincin u that im provin to be invincible..
cake nigga
know when to speak, speak what i know
so when i speak, u listen, show me the weak, and i teach em to grow
to each his own, the steez im on, reach.. your features blown
when the beef is on.. theyll put holes in the preachers home, listen
mind your business.. never speak on the crimes u witness
loose lips.. sunken ships, for snitches never supply forgiveness
dime for digits, black baggage will hide your remnants
consequences ten fold, til your own peoples cant find resemblence
light your spliffs, until all of the hype dismiss
my, life consists, strictly of honor, loyalty, righteousness
lifes a bitch correct but there aint no livin without the bitch
so she gon get a ring right after i dig her up out the ditch
out for riches, out for the cause.. tryin to make a difference,
but these mothafuckas is steady lying, it make me sick just,
thinkin how we made it this far.. dealin with all the greed,
im feelin theres more to see, things aint what they oughtta be,
what more can it offer me.... what more can it offer WE,
soldier stand with me and well handle biness accordingly,
bought the tree, never was into powder or fought with D
i think about when my cousin V got bagged for that quarter ki
low, slow money aint safe here... when u hustlin
the boys, 3 times in the same year... they was rushin in
strugglin, to get paper comin in, keep the pistol clean,
had a simple dream.. without the schemes and the triple beam,
get the cream, by any means... easier with a team..
but the clean money is king... idi, amin kill em,
fill em with hate.. jealousy revealin the fake,
cant, steal from my plate, so u try to build in my wake..
gimme a break, its real in my state, deal with it day to day,
ballers ball, players with shots.. peel it and fade away,
man.. u can lay today.. the fashion the game will play..
make the dope man go back to manual labor pay...
try if its news to you.....die i refuse to do..
ima live forever inside the rhymes and accousticals..
and screws i dun loosed a few, i dos what i choose to do,
so i took my science and math and fused em wit superglue
so when i speak, u listen, show me the weak, and i teach em to grow
to each his own, the steez im on, reach.. your features blown
when the beef is on.. theyll put holes in the preachers home, listen
mind your business.. never speak on the crimes u witness
loose lips.. sunken ships, for snitches never supply forgiveness
dime for digits, black baggage will hide your remnants
consequences ten fold, til your own peoples cant find resemblence
light your spliffs, until all of the hype dismiss
my, life consists, strictly of honor, loyalty, righteousness
lifes a bitch correct but there aint no livin without the bitch
so she gon get a ring right after i dig her up out the ditch
out for riches, out for the cause.. tryin to make a difference,
but these mothafuckas is steady lying, it make me sick just,
thinkin how we made it this far.. dealin with all the greed,
im feelin theres more to see, things aint what they oughtta be,
what more can it offer me.... what more can it offer WE,
soldier stand with me and well handle biness accordingly,
bought the tree, never was into powder or fought with D
i think about when my cousin V got bagged for that quarter ki
low, slow money aint safe here... when u hustlin
the boys, 3 times in the same year... they was rushin in
strugglin, to get paper comin in, keep the pistol clean,
had a simple dream.. without the schemes and the triple beam,
get the cream, by any means... easier with a team..
but the clean money is king... idi, amin kill em,
fill em with hate.. jealousy revealin the fake,
cant, steal from my plate, so u try to build in my wake..
gimme a break, its real in my state, deal with it day to day,
ballers ball, players with shots.. peel it and fade away,
man.. u can lay today.. the fashion the game will play..
make the dope man go back to manual labor pay...
try if its news to you.....die i refuse to do..
ima live forever inside the rhymes and accousticals..
and screws i dun loosed a few, i dos what i choose to do,
so i took my science and math and fused em wit superglue
life sucks?, but.. when times up, u like.. WHAT!??
ungrateful fuck.. be forgiven u might, but..
look man you gotta act.. right after you speak..
otherwise be led astray like, cats in the street..
take blood with a grain of salt and a douse of garlic..
or an ounce of chronic... disagree?.. talk to an alcoholic..
move like a samurai.. laid with precision..
take 7 whole breaths before making decisions..
the frightened and froze up will hide in a grave misery
the courageous almost divinely escape injury, remember this
like, ever since, i been a prince
i have witnessed the disintegration of innocence
in a sense, yes, shit is immense.. and yet, simple as snowcones...
we criminally cripple the o-zone... and G*DDAMN...
that affects the entire Earth, right?..
technically the system attempts to deny your birthright
Justice, but by your own hands.. a grown mans..
programmed instincivley for protecting his homeland
no space, so they stash u in jail..
meanwhile, commit slow mass murder on a national scale..
and you KNOW THIS MAN.. chris tuckers and ice cubes
"dont give a FUCK".. some dick suckers with liced pubes
im giving you lifes news but minus the biased views
they workin with wires crossed to brighten the whitish hues
shine them shoes nigga
ungrateful fuck.. be forgiven u might, but..
look man you gotta act.. right after you speak..
otherwise be led astray like, cats in the street..
take blood with a grain of salt and a douse of garlic..
or an ounce of chronic... disagree?.. talk to an alcoholic..
move like a samurai.. laid with precision..
take 7 whole breaths before making decisions..
the frightened and froze up will hide in a grave misery
the courageous almost divinely escape injury, remember this
like, ever since, i been a prince
i have witnessed the disintegration of innocence
in a sense, yes, shit is immense.. and yet, simple as snowcones...
we criminally cripple the o-zone... and G*DDAMN...
that affects the entire Earth, right?..
technically the system attempts to deny your birthright
Justice, but by your own hands.. a grown mans..
programmed instincivley for protecting his homeland
no space, so they stash u in jail..
meanwhile, commit slow mass murder on a national scale..
and you KNOW THIS MAN.. chris tuckers and ice cubes
"dont give a FUCK".. some dick suckers with liced pubes
im giving you lifes news but minus the biased views
they workin with wires crossed to brighten the whitish hues
shine them shoes nigga
im like the next Gideon, unsigned..
meridians lined up, with that of a reptilian bloodline..
of many in my city thats done time
but really i done fine.. intelligence of many in one mind..
i channel energy thru a rhyme..
my destiny is to shine, so, no man will ever be as divine..
i consistently kill, handle beef, instantly still
since infancy real, crack your teeth fist or the steel
this is supreme skill... easily understandable rap..
like.. go ahead, reach and your fuckin hand'll get clapped..
yall creep, but another mans with the strap
he panic attack. he be the reason the slugs will land in your back..
i got a militant motive and a diligent drive..
so i drop a "killin it" flow to keep the spirit alive..
im the man with the multiples.. off the hizzle for hire
the elohim of the ill.. im the syllable sire..
the last lord of the literal fire..
upon target acquired i breathe flames that'll sizzle attire..
i be the only rock solid shape shifter, in rapville..
ill lock your fate swifter than crack will
u slip and the mack spill, u elevate quicker when cats kill
i iron like that heavyweight nigga from catskill
and thats real.. rapper u should cool it and take 5
or freeze when i pull it, and take 5..
u fools will get ate live.. some waist-highs, full of some fake jive
the barker that i carry in my hoodie could shake clive
im comin with the medicine, for sale..
your head is in, your tail, jettison or u dead as a doornail
meridians lined up, with that of a reptilian bloodline..
of many in my city thats done time
but really i done fine.. intelligence of many in one mind..
i channel energy thru a rhyme..
my destiny is to shine, so, no man will ever be as divine..
i consistently kill, handle beef, instantly still
since infancy real, crack your teeth fist or the steel
this is supreme skill... easily understandable rap..
like.. go ahead, reach and your fuckin hand'll get clapped..
yall creep, but another mans with the strap
he panic attack. he be the reason the slugs will land in your back..
i got a militant motive and a diligent drive..
so i drop a "killin it" flow to keep the spirit alive..
im the man with the multiples.. off the hizzle for hire
the elohim of the ill.. im the syllable sire..
the last lord of the literal fire..
upon target acquired i breathe flames that'll sizzle attire..
i be the only rock solid shape shifter, in rapville..
ill lock your fate swifter than crack will
u slip and the mack spill, u elevate quicker when cats kill
i iron like that heavyweight nigga from catskill
and thats real.. rapper u should cool it and take 5
or freeze when i pull it, and take 5..
u fools will get ate live.. some waist-highs, full of some fake jive
the barker that i carry in my hoodie could shake clive
im comin with the medicine, for sale..
your head is in, your tail, jettison or u dead as a doornail
i emerge from the alien wreckage,
came on a mission relaying a message to the coordinates given,
Earth, she's on her last nerve housing disease,
a thousand degrees payback first every ounce of the seas next
by reflex, shift, under the massive weight from,
megatons of ice, thats not an exaggeration,
the heat shield created u undoubtedly needed,
but we were shocked when we checked back and found it depleted,
the agents we placed long ago taught you to live,
but recent years have convinced the planet not to forgive,
necessity and then some, we left u the breadcrumbs,
but you couldnt piece the math together before u went numb..
time here on this dying spheres up in a minute,
we have a ship but it will only fit some of you in it,
a 144 thousand to be exact,
to re-enact its literal sense, the people willing to see the facts,
neurally extract, your past, with a device,
figuratively cut the naughty from nice, then all aboard
to your new world, unexplored section of space,
another race to watch over and genetically trace,
should you deface your next home, well send drones
recoop it, reduce it, to a form more economically lucid,
garnish its elements relinquish our precedents,
basically take back our investment with added interest
came on a mission relaying a message to the coordinates given,
Earth, she's on her last nerve housing disease,
a thousand degrees payback first every ounce of the seas next
by reflex, shift, under the massive weight from,
megatons of ice, thats not an exaggeration,
the heat shield created u undoubtedly needed,
but we were shocked when we checked back and found it depleted,
the agents we placed long ago taught you to live,
but recent years have convinced the planet not to forgive,
necessity and then some, we left u the breadcrumbs,
but you couldnt piece the math together before u went numb..
time here on this dying spheres up in a minute,
we have a ship but it will only fit some of you in it,
a 144 thousand to be exact,
to re-enact its literal sense, the people willing to see the facts,
neurally extract, your past, with a device,
figuratively cut the naughty from nice, then all aboard
to your new world, unexplored section of space,
another race to watch over and genetically trace,
should you deface your next home, well send drones
recoop it, reduce it, to a form more economically lucid,
garnish its elements relinquish our precedents,
basically take back our investment with added interest
those living the wrong way need to change direction..
if your mind works, and u can afford to listen.. then pay attention...
a pattern exists in society's walls...
and we quietly fall down when abiding these laws...
your inventory on a shelf, stock left in a loop..
its too hard to control things not kept in a group..
so this is real division.. segregation to build religion..
children, women, men.. please... widen your field of vision..
they kill efficiently and know where you stay..
but they would rather have your own brother blow u away
hopeless it may seem, chasing the same dream.. to never achieve..
its hard cousin but you better believe..
cuz the minute you give slack, they splittin your wig back
click clack.. no search for the nigga that did that..
you was cheaper goods, cost? a pension.. not to mention..
a skidmark, on the tighties of government loss prevention..
"run shit" when we flee PD..
who slangs?.. they got us chargin the game to the EBT..
moved more cuba than gooding?, the proofs in the pudding..
i find extra hand strength when im losing my footing
so if u catch me slippin? im dolo and the ratchets missin?
i'll bash a fist in your face, get laced or go back to prison..
fuck the runnin shit.. i aint scared of you or the government
the revolution come u gon' see my crew in the front of it
yea..
if your mind works, and u can afford to listen.. then pay attention...
a pattern exists in society's walls...
and we quietly fall down when abiding these laws...
your inventory on a shelf, stock left in a loop..
its too hard to control things not kept in a group..
so this is real division.. segregation to build religion..
children, women, men.. please... widen your field of vision..
they kill efficiently and know where you stay..
but they would rather have your own brother blow u away
hopeless it may seem, chasing the same dream.. to never achieve..
its hard cousin but you better believe..
cuz the minute you give slack, they splittin your wig back
click clack.. no search for the nigga that did that..
you was cheaper goods, cost? a pension.. not to mention..
a skidmark, on the tighties of government loss prevention..
"run shit" when we flee PD..
who slangs?.. they got us chargin the game to the EBT..
moved more cuba than gooding?, the proofs in the pudding..
i find extra hand strength when im losing my footing
so if u catch me slippin? im dolo and the ratchets missin?
i'll bash a fist in your face, get laced or go back to prison..
fuck the runnin shit.. i aint scared of you or the government
the revolution come u gon' see my crew in the front of it
yea..
a female was seated at Jesus's right hand..
she'd seen hell and greeted as grievous a lifespan,
so the Word u can leave at the nightstand,
demand for todays equation, they deceivin us twice than,
from the books of the Bible to the Holy Qu'ran,
knowledge to live, survival.. but only the strong,
strolling along on the wrong path dont be alarmed,
when bad deeds double back just to show u the harm,
take heed to what you read in the scriptures of old,
know only with Gods help will the picture unfold,
catch jewels using the tools of science and math,
tangible truth will refute whatever lie in its path,
heighten the wrath of God, and die in a bath of blood..
rivers run red til bone dry in a massive flood,
earthquakes with a complete planetary destruction..
combustion... nuclear adversary eruption..
the function.. control of every areas riches,
the system, beat and exploit its various glitches,
with superstitious.. fictitious.. propaganda..
to Witness and act religious is not the answer,
'06 everything we get's from another's hand,
knowledge is blind without the wisdom to understand,
it was planned for dividing beliefs..
the rioting streets, fighting for peace and the lying beneath,
a master race.. self proclaiming the master faith..
and a new world order in order to scrap the slate,
see what cant be fixed u start it over from scratch,
we the batch, bleached out til our appearances match,
here is the facts, see we are all brothers indeed..
Zion, combination of all colors and creeds..
but greed and western anatomy.. there in cahoots,
just regular human beings with some Aryan roots,
buryin truths, spread lies, act chosen to rule,
a supremacist leans on the back bone of a fool,
final solution, it lives and breathes in the modern day,
keep your eyes peeled this aint the place or the time for play
she'd seen hell and greeted as grievous a lifespan,
so the Word u can leave at the nightstand,
demand for todays equation, they deceivin us twice than,
from the books of the Bible to the Holy Qu'ran,
knowledge to live, survival.. but only the strong,
strolling along on the wrong path dont be alarmed,
when bad deeds double back just to show u the harm,
take heed to what you read in the scriptures of old,
know only with Gods help will the picture unfold,
catch jewels using the tools of science and math,
tangible truth will refute whatever lie in its path,
heighten the wrath of God, and die in a bath of blood..
rivers run red til bone dry in a massive flood,
earthquakes with a complete planetary destruction..
combustion... nuclear adversary eruption..
the function.. control of every areas riches,
the system, beat and exploit its various glitches,
with superstitious.. fictitious.. propaganda..
to Witness and act religious is not the answer,
'06 everything we get's from another's hand,
knowledge is blind without the wisdom to understand,
it was planned for dividing beliefs..
the rioting streets, fighting for peace and the lying beneath,
a master race.. self proclaiming the master faith..
and a new world order in order to scrap the slate,
see what cant be fixed u start it over from scratch,
we the batch, bleached out til our appearances match,
here is the facts, see we are all brothers indeed..
Zion, combination of all colors and creeds..
but greed and western anatomy.. there in cahoots,
just regular human beings with some Aryan roots,
buryin truths, spread lies, act chosen to rule,
a supremacist leans on the back bone of a fool,
final solution, it lives and breathes in the modern day,
keep your eyes peeled this aint the place or the time for play
im outta sight.. awaiting the arrival of night,
forsaken i wasnt able to survive in the light,
i sniff out whatevers vital and bite..
im liable to strike right when the grip on your bible get tight,
and bore thru ya skin to get to the organs within,
i came strait from the stork with a fork and a grin,
your life end, and the horror begin,
commit more than a sin, grim..lower your coroner's chin,
in pure shock, of the raw brutality of the scene,
"anything that could do this has to be a machine.."
damn right.. ive massacred nations abroad..
and ive slaughtered priests since the creation of god,
i put a stop to your frivolous dream,
born killer supreme, shed more blood than the hitler regime,
i scheme big like, first the planet then outer space,
out a race, im the reason atlantis vanished without a trace..
was once called by the name of the Sun,
i was the brightest one til the Father favored the Son,
my free will led me to need major rejuvenation,
forceably cast from the creators illumination..
im Satan.. the Devil, Dracula Nosferatu,
the reason u turned your back and the monster got you,
there was never a soul the Father could truly save,
so i built me an army of followers to the grave,
my advice, fuck friends, look out for yourselves,
im set free in 6 years, 2012..
forsaken i wasnt able to survive in the light,
i sniff out whatevers vital and bite..
im liable to strike right when the grip on your bible get tight,
and bore thru ya skin to get to the organs within,
i came strait from the stork with a fork and a grin,
your life end, and the horror begin,
commit more than a sin, grim..lower your coroner's chin,
in pure shock, of the raw brutality of the scene,
"anything that could do this has to be a machine.."
damn right.. ive massacred nations abroad..
and ive slaughtered priests since the creation of god,
i put a stop to your frivolous dream,
born killer supreme, shed more blood than the hitler regime,
i scheme big like, first the planet then outer space,
out a race, im the reason atlantis vanished without a trace..
was once called by the name of the Sun,
i was the brightest one til the Father favored the Son,
my free will led me to need major rejuvenation,
forceably cast from the creators illumination..
im Satan.. the Devil, Dracula Nosferatu,
the reason u turned your back and the monster got you,
there was never a soul the Father could truly save,
so i built me an army of followers to the grave,
my advice, fuck friends, look out for yourselves,
im set free in 6 years, 2012..
BT:
BT back on the street, 4 years in the penn,
fuck yall, God only knows where my spirit has been,
soft bid, but hard days tryna peer at its end,
men down got scars that only a cleric can mend,
worse part, was put there by a friend, and
lemme explain why, when i catch him hells where ima send him,
we got caught in some shit, had to exit the scene,
got plugged right in my back to the left of my spleen,
i fall blastin, cant walk, my nigga is ghost,
pigs rush me gats out like im fiddin to roast,
next thing im in the hospital bed,
D's askin for names, offer me state and some optional fed,
and even tho dude left me for dead,
down hit with the lead, nothin was wrote, nothin was said,
cuz a real nigga dont go snitch,
i ate mine, now its payback time on a homo bitch..
went strait to mom dukes, skipped checkin the troops,
first day out, im lookin for a weapon to shoot,
with no rebuke, remembered the feelin,
soon as i clutched that cold steel that was hid in the ceilin..
O:
i awoke from a dramaless sleep,
i was no longer sore had me score and a promise to keep,
hopped in the jeep, lit the L thinkin im in this deep,
i got my mind on another violent crime in the street,
but im about my fuckin bucks, and i seen who it was,
and see he tried to fuckem up so ima see who it was,
im in the coupe on the creep give my evil to cuz,
he on the stoupe layin sleep, noone seen who it was,
curtain the whip get the jeep back, 4 in the ground,
if i aint had the 9, shit id still ride with the pound,
i made it safe to homebase, fiends run to my door,
talkin they seen that bitch Mouf comin out from the store,
"she sayin she seen your mans coupe leavin the heights,
my word, she heard some shots, tires squealin in flight"
me and her cousin used to kick it like back in the day,
cool cat but nigga never had my back in the fray,
"cats was shootin and somebody saw him catchin a stray,
he was with ol' boy, niggas tried to catch him astray"
thats when it hit me, i squeezed at the wrong white shirt,
buckin a grown thing ridin and your arm might jerk,
and so im in the whip all night hurt smokin up all my dirt,
fuck it its all in a hard nights work, im cold stressed,
but fuck feelin alone and depressed, shit,
i gotta be ready to put a hole in a vest quick..
BT:
yo i had that nigga point blank, dead in my sights,
i couldnt trade the 4 years for rest of his life,
i knocked his ass out cold with the butt of my gun,
ran his jeep, took his raw, left a cut of the funds,
and then i dipset back to the heights,
2 wrapped oz's stuffed in my jeans cracks packed in the nikes,
met up with Kee, out front, we smokin a blunt,
coke in the cut with the chopper thatll open your gut,
scopin the block, see a couple fiends smokin a rock,
no kids ridin they bikes or jump ropin in flocks,
the night hit, cool breeze, white tees on us both,
jump off time im reachin for a piece of the loaf,
i see this black 4-door in the ave on a stroll,
Kee's like "there go mike, nigga cabbage is swoll.."
i let him hold 3 plates 'for i went in the box,
he comin this way now should i send him some shots?
kee told me chill, "lets see what this nigga about",
that aint mike.. saw sparks, he was spittem out,
i jump over to the bush, pull out and i buck,
they gone i turn and look, see my nigga was struck,
i shoulda shot O's ass in his head or his chest,
now my only friend left layin dead on his steps..
O:
i head back to the house, wifey hittin my cell,
"yea your place look nice after u live in a cell"
hung up, what the fuck? O usin my phone?
ran in my home when my son and my girl was alone?
God knows they still alive as im punchin the gas,
i pull up, hop over a fiend slumped in the grass,
i open the latch, peek thru cautious as fuck,
its clear, im still in fear so i walk with a duck,
heard a shot in the bedroom, pointed my gun,
open the door, i see wifey on the floor with my son,
she face down, shot dead blood soaked in the rug,
my 6 year old boy tryna make her move with a hug,
he got a 38 still clenched tight in his palm,
i bent down told him drop it and to try to be calm,
he looked up, horrified, then he aimed it at me,
he started to say somethin.. a name with a B,
and all i know 'for i felt time come to a stop,
i died thinkin my son was gona gun for his pop..
O died from a fatal gunshot to the back of the head.
BT was shot and killed 3 years later before O's son could get revenge.
Sketch went to go get his dick wet.
BT back on the street, 4 years in the penn,
fuck yall, God only knows where my spirit has been,
soft bid, but hard days tryna peer at its end,
men down got scars that only a cleric can mend,
worse part, was put there by a friend, and
lemme explain why, when i catch him hells where ima send him,
we got caught in some shit, had to exit the scene,
got plugged right in my back to the left of my spleen,
i fall blastin, cant walk, my nigga is ghost,
pigs rush me gats out like im fiddin to roast,
next thing im in the hospital bed,
D's askin for names, offer me state and some optional fed,
and even tho dude left me for dead,
down hit with the lead, nothin was wrote, nothin was said,
cuz a real nigga dont go snitch,
i ate mine, now its payback time on a homo bitch..
went strait to mom dukes, skipped checkin the troops,
first day out, im lookin for a weapon to shoot,
with no rebuke, remembered the feelin,
soon as i clutched that cold steel that was hid in the ceilin..
O:
i awoke from a dramaless sleep,
i was no longer sore had me score and a promise to keep,
hopped in the jeep, lit the L thinkin im in this deep,
i got my mind on another violent crime in the street,
but im about my fuckin bucks, and i seen who it was,
and see he tried to fuckem up so ima see who it was,
im in the coupe on the creep give my evil to cuz,
he on the stoupe layin sleep, noone seen who it was,
curtain the whip get the jeep back, 4 in the ground,
if i aint had the 9, shit id still ride with the pound,
i made it safe to homebase, fiends run to my door,
talkin they seen that bitch Mouf comin out from the store,
"she sayin she seen your mans coupe leavin the heights,
my word, she heard some shots, tires squealin in flight"
me and her cousin used to kick it like back in the day,
cool cat but nigga never had my back in the fray,
"cats was shootin and somebody saw him catchin a stray,
he was with ol' boy, niggas tried to catch him astray"
thats when it hit me, i squeezed at the wrong white shirt,
buckin a grown thing ridin and your arm might jerk,
and so im in the whip all night hurt smokin up all my dirt,
fuck it its all in a hard nights work, im cold stressed,
but fuck feelin alone and depressed, shit,
i gotta be ready to put a hole in a vest quick..
BT:
yo i had that nigga point blank, dead in my sights,
i couldnt trade the 4 years for rest of his life,
i knocked his ass out cold with the butt of my gun,
ran his jeep, took his raw, left a cut of the funds,
and then i dipset back to the heights,
2 wrapped oz's stuffed in my jeans cracks packed in the nikes,
met up with Kee, out front, we smokin a blunt,
coke in the cut with the chopper thatll open your gut,
scopin the block, see a couple fiends smokin a rock,
no kids ridin they bikes or jump ropin in flocks,
the night hit, cool breeze, white tees on us both,
jump off time im reachin for a piece of the loaf,
i see this black 4-door in the ave on a stroll,
Kee's like "there go mike, nigga cabbage is swoll.."
i let him hold 3 plates 'for i went in the box,
he comin this way now should i send him some shots?
kee told me chill, "lets see what this nigga about",
that aint mike.. saw sparks, he was spittem out,
i jump over to the bush, pull out and i buck,
they gone i turn and look, see my nigga was struck,
i shoulda shot O's ass in his head or his chest,
now my only friend left layin dead on his steps..
O:
i head back to the house, wifey hittin my cell,
"yea your place look nice after u live in a cell"
hung up, what the fuck? O usin my phone?
ran in my home when my son and my girl was alone?
God knows they still alive as im punchin the gas,
i pull up, hop over a fiend slumped in the grass,
i open the latch, peek thru cautious as fuck,
its clear, im still in fear so i walk with a duck,
heard a shot in the bedroom, pointed my gun,
open the door, i see wifey on the floor with my son,
she face down, shot dead blood soaked in the rug,
my 6 year old boy tryna make her move with a hug,
he got a 38 still clenched tight in his palm,
i bent down told him drop it and to try to be calm,
he looked up, horrified, then he aimed it at me,
he started to say somethin.. a name with a B,
and all i know 'for i felt time come to a stop,
i died thinkin my son was gona gun for his pop..
O died from a fatal gunshot to the back of the head.
BT was shot and killed 3 years later before O's son could get revenge.
Sketch went to go get his dick wet.
ok so look
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, if your arms are fat then youz a fat bitch,
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, if u got fat arms u a fat bitch..fat bitch..
5 burgers a day get ate like clockwork..
throw fits when the vending machine does not work,
look bitch, why order the bucket at popeyes,
it was meant to feed 9, and whats with the hot fries,
see everybody knows u wrong, u see it too,
i would really hate to be in your shoes or BE your shoe,
funyuns and pop tarts... steak and some chicken,
only goddamn place that u awake is the kitchen,
you need to STOP.. EATING.. ALL OF THE FOOD..
before i START.. BEATING.. ALL OF YOU BRUISED,
you fat greasy bitches..
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, if your skin got folds then youz a fat bitch,
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, stretchmark struttin and fat..thats a fat bitch..
73 burger king receipts in your car..
bout a half pound of used bacon grease in a jar..
and a mean hungry glow in your eyes,
one look makes u wonder where a candy wrapper goes when it dies,
u gotta aim when u takin a shit,
your ass bigger than the seat bitch good luck makin it fit,
calorie queens, i doubt u even have any dreams,
besides livin in a house made of buffalo wings..
got a different meaning to stack chips..
scientists say we always within 20 feet of a fat bitch...goddamnit..
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, stomach out more than your tits youz a fat bitch..
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, they shootin? stand behind a fat bitch..fat bitches..
bitch exercise your goddamn right to lose some weight,
you didnt wanna be fat, but ate, thats whos mistake?
you let your carrots and broccoli soak in a gravy boat,
your fat voice never gives em a clue that a lady spoke,
you look like a cow.. and sound like a whale...
fart in the grocery store every time u found u a sale,
yea the bitch can cook, but eats all of it hella quick,
i try to get a small taste and all of you heffers flip..
look tubby, u aint even pay for them porkchops..
by your grip i can tell your fork is safer than fort knoxx,
but next time i see you take a bite from the butter stick
ima choke your fat ass to death with a rubber dick, u fat bitch.
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, donuts at 9am youz a fat bitch..
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, beat the muthafuckin wheels off a fat bitch..fat bitches..fat bitches...
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, if your arms are fat then youz a fat bitch,
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, if u got fat arms u a fat bitch..fat bitch..
5 burgers a day get ate like clockwork..
throw fits when the vending machine does not work,
look bitch, why order the bucket at popeyes,
it was meant to feed 9, and whats with the hot fries,
see everybody knows u wrong, u see it too,
i would really hate to be in your shoes or BE your shoe,
funyuns and pop tarts... steak and some chicken,
only goddamn place that u awake is the kitchen,
you need to STOP.. EATING.. ALL OF THE FOOD..
before i START.. BEATING.. ALL OF YOU BRUISED,
you fat greasy bitches..
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, if your skin got folds then youz a fat bitch,
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, stretchmark struttin and fat..thats a fat bitch..
73 burger king receipts in your car..
bout a half pound of used bacon grease in a jar..
and a mean hungry glow in your eyes,
one look makes u wonder where a candy wrapper goes when it dies,
u gotta aim when u takin a shit,
your ass bigger than the seat bitch good luck makin it fit,
calorie queens, i doubt u even have any dreams,
besides livin in a house made of buffalo wings..
got a different meaning to stack chips..
scientists say we always within 20 feet of a fat bitch...goddamnit..
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, stomach out more than your tits youz a fat bitch..
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, they shootin? stand behind a fat bitch..fat bitches..
bitch exercise your goddamn right to lose some weight,
you didnt wanna be fat, but ate, thats whos mistake?
you let your carrots and broccoli soak in a gravy boat,
your fat voice never gives em a clue that a lady spoke,
you look like a cow.. and sound like a whale...
fart in the grocery store every time u found u a sale,
yea the bitch can cook, but eats all of it hella quick,
i try to get a small taste and all of you heffers flip..
look tubby, u aint even pay for them porkchops..
by your grip i can tell your fork is safer than fort knoxx,
but next time i see you take a bite from the butter stick
ima choke your fat ass to death with a rubber dick, u fat bitch.
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, donuts at 9am youz a fat bitch..
no fat bitches, no fat bitches, beat the muthafuckin wheels off a fat bitch..fat bitches..fat bitches...
I can't believe I never saw half of these before. That shit was incredible. Your versatility is refreshing as fuck.
This has to be the best Classic thread...Sifu is amazing with the wordplay and rhyme schemes. On some other level.
Found another gem, trawling through the archives:
What the fuck is a multi?
witness the grace when im teachin a lame
my big penis will drain piss in your face til it leak in your brain
winnin the race then im beatin the game
you'll get sweeped in the same minutes it takes me to preach u the flame
watery flow but the message is blank..
cuz i aint never been thanked properly tho, nuttin left in the bank..
i got a gung-ho mind.. oh your gun blow? fine..
talk shit.. and ima kick you where the sun dont shine..
i had to lay it down one mo' time, plus for the troops,
clutchin the juice, they thirst so im bustin it loose
i'll put a nigga neck up in a noose, just for the boost..
id rather be here alone im a fuckin recluse
ill slap a nigga then im scuffin his boots
cuffin his loot's the first thing that im doing if.. none of em shoots
your whole clan is fairy, im cold... january...
i throw jabs at every nigga thats spittin with flocabulary...
i dont plan to bury... the chrome handle, early..
and burn faggots as long as the zones ass is hairy..
my poems pass the mary..
my throats salivary glands so advanced, u ask if the flows mastered?, very..
still not convinced u can wait for the next flocabulary release "rapping for cockblowers"
What the fuck is a multi?
witness the grace when im teachin a lame
my big penis will drain piss in your face til it leak in your brain
winnin the race then im beatin the game
you'll get sweeped in the same minutes it takes me to preach u the flame
watery flow but the message is blank..
cuz i aint never been thanked properly tho, nuttin left in the bank..
i got a gung-ho mind.. oh your gun blow? fine..
talk shit.. and ima kick you where the sun dont shine..
i had to lay it down one mo' time, plus for the troops,
clutchin the juice, they thirst so im bustin it loose
i'll put a nigga neck up in a noose, just for the boost..
id rather be here alone im a fuckin recluse
ill slap a nigga then im scuffin his boots
cuffin his loot's the first thing that im doing if.. none of em shoots
your whole clan is fairy, im cold... january...
i throw jabs at every nigga thats spittin with flocabulary...
i dont plan to bury... the chrome handle, early..
and burn faggots as long as the zones ass is hairy..
my poems pass the mary..
my throats salivary glands so advanced, u ask if the flows mastered?, very..
still not convinced u can wait for the next flocabulary release "rapping for cockblowers"
I can't wait for Rappin' for Cockblowers! 
Found another one!
1,2, Three:
i done ran thru a couple emcees..
and the trouble with these cats is that they wanna run with the G's
but in a clinch, see trouble and freeze...
and will run with the breeze soon as a nigga turnin up the degrees
im talkin month strait hustlin sprees..
interstate pumpin some classical music just to fuck with the D's
im talkin cats left slump in the P's..
some grown up hood niggas thats still after the government's cheese
pushin the twins but they puffin the trees..
its vials and jars.. the hit make a fiend buckle his knees..
yall fake niggas can front if u please..
thats why im here.. to let u know it really wasnt your steez
and all my dogs got double the fleas..
so.. rubble, debris.. is all thats left when i come for the fees
so show me whoever doesnt agrees..
its a wrap with X's over they eyes and some hovering Z'z..
or you real but u lackin the flow..
and u askin the whole planet the reason u aint stackin the dough
well pay attention, i happen to know..
theyd be laughin at yo ass if u was spittin raps at a show
all of my rhymes got a passionate glow...
and my faction is Whoa.. type niggas that take action and go
my ride or die bitch black as a crow..
we out passin the dro she in the cut with a package of blow
and damn i aint even taxin the hoe..
shorty african tho... and queen get it to the maximum, yo
a wack rapper is a fag on the low..
niggas babblin so much, get brushed, with a tag on the toe
gather your poetry and manage to hold, ground
the 4 pound, blow rounds, but id rather handle you slow
i stay rollin Bob's Fatter than Joe
for now status is quo but for the prize nigga at it fo'sho
Death is a flirt, I'm The Herald of Hurt
the True Threat, ill send u to work.. duets with Gerald Levert..
this is the Thesis.. listen.. all sisters and neices..
brothers and cousins.. check it none of your rubbage is buzzin
and really i could give a fuck if u wasnt ill..
or wasnt real.. long as u dont come in here, with somethin i doesnt feel..
im ghetto gold.. penthouse platinum... starlike
bars like.. jailhouse raggin and bar fights
hard strikes to your noggen thru your cap or tobaggan
im floggin niggas and robbin em when catchin em joggin..
i rake niggas that be leavin a mess
and stuff em up in a bag.. its my yard, and im keepin it fresh
a gem in the rough.. scratched up.. tenement buffed..
been chained but i can say my brains never been cuffed
its pretty foul, just tryna survive in your city now..
so my hustle double up's from a .25 to a .50 cal..
1,2, Three:
i done ran thru a couple emcees..
and the trouble with these cats is that they wanna run with the G's
but in a clinch, see trouble and freeze...
and will run with the breeze soon as a nigga turnin up the degrees
im talkin month strait hustlin sprees..
interstate pumpin some classical music just to fuck with the D's
im talkin cats left slump in the P's..
some grown up hood niggas thats still after the government's cheese
pushin the twins but they puffin the trees..
its vials and jars.. the hit make a fiend buckle his knees..
yall fake niggas can front if u please..
thats why im here.. to let u know it really wasnt your steez
and all my dogs got double the fleas..
so.. rubble, debris.. is all thats left when i come for the fees
so show me whoever doesnt agrees..
its a wrap with X's over they eyes and some hovering Z'z..
or you real but u lackin the flow..
and u askin the whole planet the reason u aint stackin the dough
well pay attention, i happen to know..
theyd be laughin at yo ass if u was spittin raps at a show
all of my rhymes got a passionate glow...
and my faction is Whoa.. type niggas that take action and go
my ride or die bitch black as a crow..
we out passin the dro she in the cut with a package of blow
and damn i aint even taxin the hoe..
shorty african tho... and queen get it to the maximum, yo
a wack rapper is a fag on the low..
niggas babblin so much, get brushed, with a tag on the toe
gather your poetry and manage to hold, ground
the 4 pound, blow rounds, but id rather handle you slow
i stay rollin Bob's Fatter than Joe
for now status is quo but for the prize nigga at it fo'sho
Death is a flirt, I'm The Herald of Hurt
the True Threat, ill send u to work.. duets with Gerald Levert..
this is the Thesis.. listen.. all sisters and neices..
brothers and cousins.. check it none of your rubbage is buzzin
and really i could give a fuck if u wasnt ill..
or wasnt real.. long as u dont come in here, with somethin i doesnt feel..
im ghetto gold.. penthouse platinum... starlike
bars like.. jailhouse raggin and bar fights
hard strikes to your noggen thru your cap or tobaggan
im floggin niggas and robbin em when catchin em joggin..
i rake niggas that be leavin a mess
and stuff em up in a bag.. its my yard, and im keepin it fresh
a gem in the rough.. scratched up.. tenement buffed..
been chained but i can say my brains never been cuffed
its pretty foul, just tryna survive in your city now..
so my hustle double up's from a .25 to a .50 cal..
The Mindstate:
this rhyme is dedicated to not being burned alive in a fire.
my mouth dont show any fronts..
i face so many blunts..
i only went without smoke in me once,
and in my life i done seen things, did things,
some of it right, most of it wrong, couldnt come in the light,
them big things go bump in the night, and broad day,
stay right on that hood shit, get it the hard way, yea
hard days, hot metal and hard lle,
some fake couldnt take, off better on broadway,
got old slugs stuck in my armor,
dont repent for my sins, ever since been duckin from karma,
its pimp juice concentrated, on gettin the stacks,
so how it look going back to the crib to relax,
is it perhaps u a paid cat, laid back set til you die,
i may clap at your set til you die, a mayback u expect when u lie,
i aim that take that way back in your chest if u try,
get it with raps stay real dont fake on the trap,
my hometown tellin me to put my state on the map,
but its a fucked up game, and my luck dun changed,
half of my house just burned the fuck up in flames,
took a loss, aint nuttin, times comin the light'll shine,
im back huggin square nine hundred and ninety nine,
and my rhyme be a break from the grind,
but it bleeds thru, eats due, never to escape from the mind.
time to clock in
this rhyme is dedicated to not being burned alive in a fire.
my mouth dont show any fronts..
i face so many blunts..
i only went without smoke in me once,
and in my life i done seen things, did things,
some of it right, most of it wrong, couldnt come in the light,
them big things go bump in the night, and broad day,
stay right on that hood shit, get it the hard way, yea
hard days, hot metal and hard lle,
some fake couldnt take, off better on broadway,
got old slugs stuck in my armor,
dont repent for my sins, ever since been duckin from karma,
its pimp juice concentrated, on gettin the stacks,
so how it look going back to the crib to relax,
is it perhaps u a paid cat, laid back set til you die,
i may clap at your set til you die, a mayback u expect when u lie,
i aim that take that way back in your chest if u try,
get it with raps stay real dont fake on the trap,
my hometown tellin me to put my state on the map,
but its a fucked up game, and my luck dun changed,
half of my house just burned the fuck up in flames,
took a loss, aint nuttin, times comin the light'll shine,
im back huggin square nine hundred and ninety nine,
and my rhyme be a break from the grind,
but it bleeds thru, eats due, never to escape from the mind.
time to clock in
Attention GRA!:
here i go with the homo shit..
im.. oh so sick, so niggas hop on the pogo stick..
i just wanna hold a man and his nutsack
a man like Mullet, can fit a whole soda can in his buttcrack
and me and Burnz never got off to the right start
got the shaft and his asshole left it with bite marks
but when Gis showers, i can hear a heavenly call..
his rods huge but his balls are incredibly small..
or, maybe its just the camera i set in his wall..
either way i wrote his name and address in a stall..
im NOT GAY... but vaginas just turn me away..
first time that i got some my dick burned for a day..
i said fuck it.. and stuck it, in an eye that was brown..
and now ive plowed the slush of every guy in the town
and now i need a real faggot to lick..
Burnzone, you a sexy nigga we could make a passionate flick
and for it to be so thick i got an accurate stick
i got a laserbeam sight that i strap to the dick
thats RED DOTS on your fudge hole.. ready or not..
GRA i think that your all damn sexy and hot..
i feel like the spirit of GRA welcomes me like the spirit of christ
here i go with the homo shit..
im.. oh so sick, so niggas hop on the pogo stick..
i just wanna hold a man and his nutsack
a man like Mullet, can fit a whole soda can in his buttcrack
and me and Burnz never got off to the right start
got the shaft and his asshole left it with bite marks
but when Gis showers, i can hear a heavenly call..
his rods huge but his balls are incredibly small..
or, maybe its just the camera i set in his wall..
either way i wrote his name and address in a stall..
im NOT GAY... but vaginas just turn me away..
first time that i got some my dick burned for a day..
i said fuck it.. and stuck it, in an eye that was brown..
and now ive plowed the slush of every guy in the town
and now i need a real faggot to lick..
Burnzone, you a sexy nigga we could make a passionate flick
and for it to be so thick i got an accurate stick
i got a laserbeam sight that i strap to the dick
thats RED DOTS on your fudge hole.. ready or not..
GRA i think that your all damn sexy and hot..
i feel like the spirit of GRA welcomes me like the spirit of christ
damn!
"insanely brilliant or genius.. u cant distinguish..
become the prime minister.. literally.. when u command the english..
give em your ultimatum.. you timid.. you wont persuade em..
you lose position the very minute you dont degrade em..
administer righteous violence.... the likes of Silas..
the lights the brightest when u realize your entire life's a virus..
and life desire us.. it looks me right in the iris..
your kingdoms fall silent while my dynasty rises.."
and LMFAO
"look tubby, u aint even pay for them porkchops..
by your grip i can tell your fork is safer than fort knoxx,"
great writer
"insanely brilliant or genius.. u cant distinguish..
become the prime minister.. literally.. when u command the english..
give em your ultimatum.. you timid.. you wont persuade em..
you lose position the very minute you dont degrade em..
administer righteous violence.... the likes of Silas..
the lights the brightest when u realize your entire life's a virus..
and life desire us.. it looks me right in the iris..
your kingdoms fall silent while my dynasty rises.."
and LMFAO
"look tubby, u aint even pay for them porkchops..
by your grip i can tell your fork is safer than fort knoxx,"
great writer
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