Freewrite cypher PT.4

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  1. lazerscope

    lazerscope Member

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    To some 3rd time's a charm, to others a deadly felony
    A bus ride up north to do numbers 'til they bury thee
    Whether G, weirdo or lame, we all end up the same
    Playin' a game of planking, 'xcept it's for eternity
    Call me the Plant King how I, blaze weed so royally
    With 2 fly Filipino chicks naked and oiling me
    Basic bitches really hate it how I react so ornery
    Fuck the back talk, I bust slaps in they mouth, Sean Connery
    With the quickness, my sickness is I know I'm the nicest
    Yet I keep spittin' at these lames jewels that are priceless
    The same shit over and over...I must be insane, mindless
    I should knock their broads, blow their backs out, 'til they're spineless
    It's just a timeless tradition, me giving ass-kickings
    A virus to ya medulla computer, crashing systems
    Spazz on victims, 'til they give up and beg for mercy
    Some even turn bitch, bend a leg and curtsy...
    Punks...!
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  2. Kron

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    Didn't know the true meaning of digging deep until
    the dirt covered my freaking feet...
    So trust me when I say the level I'm on is unique...
    So many passages from my bars it can be compared to any given week
    I'm a fucking keep it 100, while most of you keep it 53...
    Bitch, this is me. This isn't a caricature of my life aspect
    or history, this is me talking to you realistically...
    the ambition, the drive, the motto, me pushing forward despite the boundaries
    It's me climbing out of thee' cauldron, completely unharmed...
    It's like... seeing the world move fast forward, while I'm reverse...
    Every great line that's been quoted, I rhymed it first...
    Nah, let me pull my ego back... before anyone starts reading that
    off the page, generalizes what it means before he attacks
    I dabble in so much aspects of rap, I have asthma attacks
    I gather so much analyses that... I get challenged, in fact
    There's many provocations circling how I came to my conclusions
    Like how we constantly promote stereotypes in our music
    It's not a parody anymore, it looks exactly the same
    As the results that the media or faculties claim
    Picture to picture what's attached to the frame...
    Bringing us back to the plantation, tracking in grain
    The African trades, associating most rappers today
    to the slave masters that had our legs shackled in chains...
    May hate what I'm saying, but the fact still remains
    I glorify it, I can't lie... I may even say it quite often...
    But every now and then I hear the man of the light talking...
    That's right... so much dirt on my soul
    I make digging a personal goal, a precursor for showing
    the turmoil that's birthed in the soil...
    You think about this capitalism shit, a turning wheel...
    Education gets black listed, it's all a schtick to earn appeal...
    We don't actually learn until our chapter is closed...
    And we're 35, 5 kids, wife, detached house, being burned alive...
    Look, I'm not saying that we can't be happy in all of this...
    I'm calling this exactly what the establishment polished...
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  3. mr.redeyez

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    let the ink spill, on the pad while i think real
    but live fake, worshipping drugs money and women
    don't let the coffee drop on the linen, they corrupted a king
    turned my whole generation into fiends - we don't remember the beginning
    when views were biased, our ancestors paid dues to the highest
    tell me why we stuck in this alliance with people who really don't care about compliance
    i ain't a genius but i'm smart enough to read between the lines and see the science
    i can tell you the king of the jungle is not a lion, who sellin' dreams with a scheme?
    i ain't buyin', my particular playlist is mayan but i got pagan sentences
    is god really a giant? i'm livin' a lie is life a game like sega genisis.?
    perception is ridiculous deception is alternative we as a mass saying burn us i'm just being earnest
    and i ain't gotta force shit i let em' put their own foot in their mouth i ain't gotta contort shit
    if i start it i finish i ain't gotta abort shit if you feel offended my nigga i'll handle that court shit
    we get it poppin' that cork shit, i ended the verse like this cause people love horse shit
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  4. Kron

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    People wanna analyze how I write on some dork shit...
    But I'm eating, food for thought got me both a pen and a fork tip...
    No proportions to follow, courses are more than what's seen by the gimmick
    On screens, so TV watchers who see it there, deem it authentic...
    I'm going mean to the limit, saw Red Eyes drop...
    And now I got it rock it be fly, straight out the sky box...
    Witness the making of art that's ensuring time stops
    Mind got so many distinctive rubric design plots...
    So whether they witness the making happen or hope that he takes it back in...
    He paints it frame by frame, see the game in its native caption
    No particular playlist like Mr. Red for me to get ahead...
    Catch me weaving the fabric of music soon as they set the "thread"
    So my apologies for the actions to follow
    move forward, the spirit captures tomorrow from the rapture and sorrow
    plastered on top of the caption, I borrow...
    the masked vigilante... lift the motive a bit for the kid that just isn't happy...
    Lipstick markings on a napkin, make your bets now...
    I got the same momentum and excitement when pens are down...
    No friends around.. a sonic boom resonating puts end to sound...
    Perception is ridiculous, but deception is infinite
    In my reflection? I think of it...
    "They corrupted a king"
    No different than the loyalty followed from how they structured the thing...
    I mean the "Last Castle", Robert Redford type enlighten the mass hassle...
    From the Watch Tower, they watch, don't wanna be that asshole.
    King of the jungle, come roar with Mufasa...
    Metaphors tussle with bars, soar the medium and get stuck in the stars...
    "Worshiping drugs and money", granted, this destruction is ares
    Our ancestors paid the dues for the graces of staying true...
    Complex merits surpassing, can't see the top from a laments view...
    Kron, Celph Taut, did what exactly I came to do...
    Visions candid, get painted blue... a perception of a calm storm...
    But the don learns, still rocking his Vietnam form...
    Yeah... I "see the science" alright...
    from the lines they're defining as tight... the designs patterns co signed on the Mic...
    They're still finding the light, pushing, till it's placed in its credit...
    From DNA strands of the greatest music placed in genetics
    I'm saying...
    I get the taste for it, contortion's a given...
    Considering based on our perception, the proportion is living
    Deep in the hidden creek... But I speak through the drum pattern
    on any giving beat.. "So trust me when I say the level I'm on is unique..."
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  5. mr.redeyez

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    when you get stuck in your ways you become an antique
    i'm not a nit picker or the type that critique, i'm the type that compete
    running the street with the meek my anatomy concrete
    never the type that concede won't confuse hunger with greed
    i hit the, brake when i speed to remind myself of the lessons recieved
    then i, hit the gas on these so called G's they make it seem like it's make believe
    the truth will buckle your knee's - you have to see it and consume it
    the scene so mean you have to pause it to review it - rewind it and resume it
    just picture a severed spine in the sewer with a slight scent of swine and manure
    i ain't stingy with the wine come erase your mind with the fluid,
    i'm scared to do big time for a crime cause when you black they times two it
    these lines fluent, can i speak to the minds of a lost tribe?
    when ever you feel deprived crawl out ya cave check the archives
    black history tarnished, i seen a generation move from the light to the darkside
    unfortunately, a couple words won't change the fact that we lack improvement
    you could stab me in the back it still won't stop my movement as long as my brain's intact
    one more paragraph the lectures a success., i knew that i couldn't finish when my brains blew back
    they never let a "nigga" win, even when he's non violent reaching for his pad and pen
    i try to think about the "good times" but remember how it really ends. thats a feelin' i don't wanna feel again--
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  6. Kron

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    That's when beginnings really end...
    The feel that when that compassion is gone, they don't have the action to compact in a song...
    That's when classics go wrong, or don't become classics at all...
    That's where the masses evolve beyond that detraction that's past all along...
    But take your typical rappers approach to any cat in this post
    in see the actual most defining factor of both the factions, in hopes
    You can some how make a plausible theory how motto's are varied...
    The very monarch has shown darkness, we hear thee' cloak of armor chalked in the prairie
    That is an essential way of telling you how the hellions do...
    The same ones that buy that Plexiglass and leave melons blew...
    The felons who make it compelling, trying to sell their dues
    Move up, while the earnest move down from those overzealous cues...
    Can't make it, heart made out of gold...
    The fort knox, be that, they're still taking my soul...
    Can't see the light for what it is, it's all ass kissers and buddy lists...
    Comedic stand ups, but I'm not the one for the funny shit...
    Dollars sit in the money clip, for the glass jars, where the Honey's dip
    inside that low rider, ya soul will only sell for hire...
    Rolling on gold tires, solid gold...
    To sell out? There's not a soul that won't reach the top, consuming the bottom, hole...
    That's the lotto, bro... pick your super 7, stat...
    Money for the business proprietors, pushing the felons that...
    Reap you of your wallets and profit off of your margin's there...
    The darkness from out of the evil dwellings is hard to bear..
    So they can't make a distinction, plates upon plates
    try to make a tradition, and have that drive but don't know where the place the ignition...
    You can't fake the ambition, it's a fuel hardened source here...
    But speaking on the conquests only make the metaphors more clear...
    The silver lining for the will to climb this glass wall, is trash y'all...
    Better hit up a Regis, give em' your last call...
    Tell you there is no fourth wall, my homie, yeah, that's all...
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  7. mr.redeyez

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    Slain teens bones scattered on pavements., Sacrificial payments
    souls risen, the proper procedure for the famous
    goals givin', follow instructions you gold digger
    bank accounts over load the digits grow bigger
    i've never been the type to decode fiction,
    i tell em' with bold diction i don't give a fuck about yoo mission
    kids lacking education i ain't got to be psychic to make a prediction
    their future is non existent to materialistic now make a decision,
    fortune or family? soul or riches.? dependant or independant? women or bitches.?
    they got a vultures mentality, their reality is basically like a door with no henges.
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  8. Kron

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    My form is offensive, the pencil in store, open the forum
    and open a new light to the book for what I'm writing, so look..
    It's so exciting, a Titan who took the game
    to the forefront of excitement, you cunts better recognize the Punisher's vice grip...
    Eclipsing your foreshadow before battle...
    The stable is open, creative light, gotta play with emotions
    My sound? Like the treble and 808 drums
    That play, son... Celph Taut is the name, begetting from Jay One...
    Yes, it's the old me. They know back from 03...
    Like the dealer on the corner, forum I sold keys...
    But not for cheese... ever... yeah, the pressure is dwindling
    And the moment is now for all you simpletons...
    It's the, Man of the Hour, like... the guy
    Virtuoso... One for all, I work with the Smurf Code...
    Whether I'm taking it down or awakening sound... better believe...
    You could never be free... high up, the guy's where celebrities be...
    Energy ki's on some Dragon Ball Goku shit...
    While most of the emotionless suits just looking for coke to sniff...
    But focus, this is the hope that is given to the game...
    Scribble on remains, little smidgens in the brain...
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  9. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Can some one define life?
    lately i've been patiently waiting for lime light
    see i'm the divine type, my mind take flight
    outer body experiences i'm Superconscious
    seeing two things as one, explored the nuances of livin'
    the knowledge was given, the sacred scroll wrapped with a ribbon
    seen society layed out, men children and women distracted by television
    it's like being in a deep trance, i saw millions dancing on strings
    we "had" one chance, but we blew it because we wanted to "chase dreams"
    so don't get mad when the state take things., using bogus operations
    this isn't a game even the goal is domination,
    how can you feed your family with the lowest denomination?
    let the common man suffer slave and fight amungst each other
    i seen sister fighting sister and brothers killing brothers even daddies beating mothers.
    we've been brainwashed and smothered by a government that love us.,
    they don't love us they feed us sugar and butter to lull us., asleep
    is how most live but i'm kin to the most high i'm honest but most lie....
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  10. Kron

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    My flow's like... the pantheon of what they've seen and came into
    The game venue, is what I attend to...
    Specifically I'm a killer bee. Lyrically inclined
    To hearing things, fly the spirit brings a marination of heirs and kings...
    Champions who've strive for the possession
    of forming a weapon to help postmortem depression
    victims, and even down further, those who needed it from day one...
    The ones who move to places and consume the music as a true oasis...
    But the clues I lace with, every truth, the basic...
    way of expressing myself of pulling away from the
    deception as well... representation of messages fell
    from graces, perfection detailed in every intellectual cell...
    Granted I've waited for my moment, I was ambitious...
    Finger fly, ready to press my hands on em' damn digits...
    Constantly playing my track and relaying that day that I'd act
    Upon the passion, gone is those ways, and my self loathing awaits...
    Going to base, you can see the misery over my face...
    Speaking in tongues.... delusional, waiting for the deacon to come.
    What's truth to you? Those reality, or seemingly real things spoken?
    The matrix, the ocean of lies, people tend to boast in disguise?
    This is hopes for a rise, an entity to take over...
    But not one, because singular seems to be of our thoughts, son...
    I mean, a sort of template we can break through, that takes two
    strands and creates through the genetics a great group
    No aesthetics, we stay true to the form of wisdom and not beauty...
    How can you see it that way and stay to hip hop, truly?
    Reading the manifest and learning how these words come out...
    Going down the righteous path and right through the turn-about...
    Centuries of God-given talent to Poet Laurette's
    who circumcised the skin of mediocrity to open its flesh..
    A memory that lives upon the ages, and no one forgets
    the cerebellum, breaking with the weight on its totem, unless
    They've been brain washed, against all odds
    I play posh, because they say that I'm a sheep herder, they're way off...
    Yeah, my message is more for pushing the freedom of speech
    amongst an avenue where the lower class don't even compete...
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  11. SickPup

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    My mind flip flops to much, to committing suicide
    Next second I'm full of pride
    Never will abide by the rules that they give me
    They say my cells is burned but my head was always empty
    So was my chest so I filled it up with smoke
    Hated by my loved ones so this ain't tobacco smoke
    Ganja is all I toke
    Suppressing my thoughts of strangulation from a rope
    At times I envy the choke...
    Homicidal, genocidal, suicidal
    The only thing that really don't matter, is survival
    N to them niggas tryna put me in the ICU
    Prey you got me in ya visual cuz I see you...
    In times of peace, always have ya mind on war
    Life's a rollercoaster, DROP. turn ya glory into gore
    Turn ya house wife to whore
    Have the fam run through her like the dirty mat beneath the door
    Till ever one of them sore...
    Niggas say "you ain't built like that"
    N I reply "test me, let's see ya wig pushed back"
    Acting tough " I clap rachets, stack up n I cook crack"
    No bitch you suck faggots back it up and lick sack
    Can smell the bitch in ya breath here's a tic tac
    Need to scrub ya tongue with something ruff give em a miswak..
    N he gladly put the wood in his mouth
    The boy tuff? But he gladly prance around n his blouse
    The type dude you wouldn't punch but bitch slap in the mouth
    Ya talk hard but you softer then a comforter couch... Bitch


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  12. lazerscope

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    Get slapped as if you fucked up the count
    Dog, you was coming up short on the amounts
    For that, you getting jumped for every ounce...
    Missing from the lab, then your ass have to bounce
    Like strippers on poles, your moves, is just digging a hole
    For yourself deeper, cuz of playing a role...
    You couldn't live up to, so fuck you, and all the rigamarole
    That you bringing to the table, you'll get rocked like a cradle
    For ya whole life portraying a fuckin' fable, the gods forsake you
    You the type practice betrayal, poisoning Jesus at the table
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  13. Kron

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    But me? I am no Judas, just a guy who influenced
    a biblical allegory of styles to pour a generation from thousands of students
    who worshiped a false idol... Nah, don't hold a God's title
    Just yet, the rest of the masses sitting there, upset...
    Asking me if I'm willing to break bread with the modern times...
    I say they gotta have patience, testament of a lot of lines
    Back to drawing on paradigms, and reflections for a test of man...
    Walking in the red sand, waiting to be a rescued man...
    The world has a special plan, speaking to the light
    like the deacon, the preachers, reaching to the type in confessions...
    Who cover themselves, coveting deities for a type of commission...
    Enjoy that journey, boy, cause life's a mission...
    Yeah, fight for it, it's right in the scriptures, from the delightful
    hypocrisy that they slight in the pictures...
    Like Arabic preachers baring Caucasian features...
    Just a sad generation out there that's raising teachers...
    St. Nicholas, I swear the shit's ridiculous
    The made a corporate mischievous act of baring us gifts for this...
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  14. mr.redeyez

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    My people depend on me for meals
    i tell em' i got em' don't trip just keep it real
    first sign of betrayal i'm like ike turner - tell em' eat the meal
    i'm irritated as hell i need a beat to kill,
    they take ya kindness for weakness no matter how you feel
    about to turn me cold hearted - i pray i will
    feel like i'm from ghost town and gutta ville
    pop a pill for the stress. watch me steal and finess
    i been the best every since i grew wings and flew from the nest
    what would you do for respect? try me catch a few to the chest
    turn ya dream into a nightmare it's real here
    i transform your car into a wheel chair
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  15. Kron

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    That's real weird, never gave thought into that sort of aspect
    collecting my writtens, looked at the heads with intellectual shit, and...
    emulated the blueprint, n' created a template
    based off of the forefront, n' propelled myself to the front of it , listen
    A real rap is real rap, now peel back
    n' don't think nothing of it, they look at this as the second coming...
    But in reality, you look at it, and it's next to nothing...
    Jumping off the peak of the cliff, a tiff of unquestioned judgement...
    Letting reality allude me. The true mean...
    The median, I'm too lean... looking at the new scene..
    Only seeing a few genes, genetic make up is torn away...
    The masses like to look at it as an opportunity to pull their pants
    down to their ankles, take their offerings, n' then fornicate..
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  16. lazerscope

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    Never cried over spilled beer, was never one to feel fear
    Listen to me, and you can see my level of skill clear
    Never one to ever rub it in like skin care
    But ya girl gives up her stink rear to get killed there...Still care?
    I guess I'm just a grimey type of lad
    Like a British punk, I smash and bash whenever mad
    Jet back to my lab, to scribble curses in my pad
    Then guess for the day how many purses I could grab
    Fuck that, I'm never cool, 'n ya'll spit? Well, I've seen better drool...
    Leaking from the stink pits of ugly chicks in high school
    Or the jaws of hungry pits ready to bite down on some fool!
    Fuck success, cuz the pain of failure feels sweeter
    Death's playing hard-to-get...don't she know I really need her
    The strain on my brain couldn't be removed by this reefer
    So I was forced to kidnap and rape my hot Science teacher
    What a knock-out! I forced her to breathe ether and she knocked out
    Whipped my cock out, then got between her legs and rocked out
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  17. Kron

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    On top, wow, see the bottom view...
    It's autumn, too... leaves go, history is told in these robes you see, so MC's know...
    I got talent, stone cold, drinking drinks from a rock chalice...
    With exotic bears lurking around the front of my pop's palace...
    A Prince sort of speak... more unique than they know...
    As time goes by, I just, can't let a day go...
    I'm the invincibility peak with the ego, mortified by it
    And try so speak through the high elites for the battles, but why compete?
    I'm street. Right down to the fucking cracks and pavement opens
    Only estimation of making into my wave of motion's
    determined by how good you are, archery accuracy
    The marksmen, the anatomy darkened, see how my Sharks Finn...
    like Huckleberry, fucking scary to the normal mind...
    The paranormal, the guillotine, cutting off what's norm, with lines...
    They think, but they don't hear, they there, but they won't cheer...
    I don't fear, I rather give the heat of mankind a cold stare...
    It's so rare to find the shred of doubt in the system
    They're building, then to go and say it's over, J...
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  18. lazerscope

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    Some men just want to watch the world decay, they orchestrate...
    An artificial apocalypse like everyday
    And it's the poor to pay, so while ya'll debate
    About capitalists and socialists, I got this herb to twist
    A superb vocalist, known to tote the fifth
    Ain't talking 'liks, but it's known to burn you kids
    The fire in ya belly will make ya organs burn to crisps
    My mother when she had me didn't know she birthed a prince
    Never distraught, more like pissed off, gave the game a kiss off
    Cuz it's like most in this bitch lost
    Rhymes get ripped off, OG's at times a bit soft
    Every beat sound the same and the shit sux
    So ya'll could have it plus all the static
    Fake rappers acting like their sets all active
    Their teks all massive, necks with mad karats
    While everything they say and do is all plastic
    This ain't verbal gymnastics, this that real talk
    Cowards say deal's off, jump in their beaters and peel off
    Back to their pads, get on their laps' to beat off
    Niggaz like that, just make me want to squeeze off
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  19. The-phuking-makash

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    no pie for trying,
    no oil for dying,
    no politicians down to save private ryan,
    I can't draw clear conclusions from the confusion in the world
    today, try to make it, but blockaded by these fucking lames
    but when it's face to face everything so fucking tame,
    well isn't that usually how the story goes,
    another story is,
    us chasing money on the track like we all ho's,
    in a recovery?, my fridge is empty and that stories old,
    they sold our country before we even had a chance,
    and now the nutty ones walk into public,
    better duck when those hammers dance,
    I got the blues cause i can't combine peace and mind,
    ain't meeting ends without that overtime,
    another tale of so common, what the fuck now,
    no hope in vote's, elections is just us getting clowned
    a sleeping public, that's why these bastards fuck us all around,

    Fucking makash out
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  20. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    When times get TO HARD,
    i stop kickin' it bitches stop lickin' it
    wifi on 2 bar - momma keep trippin' like boy you trippin'
    off the vodka see triple, stopped suckin' on the nipple when my money got official
    shoot shit no missile, bullets shine like a crystal hitcha spine it gone rip you
    on my grind i'ma get you, yo bitch suck dick like it's swine i'm the gristle
    throw like 49 wit' a pistol, 1 time for my issues
    pipe down when i miss you, get loud when ever i feel black N' proud
    you smoke loud i'm a diss you, it's all fun if she roll wit' her tongue
    dick knock out her lungs toss salad glaze buns. her first time she had the runs
    i'm dreamin' of money by the tons. kung fu wit' nuns
    the reefer k'oing my lungs. it's bigger than puns
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