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Discussion in 'Cypher' started by Maskil, Aug 13, 2013.

  1. Kron

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    This is the bike rack... I got it locked...
    on the top, looking down at the bottom, watching the bottom drop...
    Further down... it's empirical now
    When the forefathers of rap are asking where is the crown, I'm like...
    Yeah... thorns and all...
    Let me take a Peak at you, and come to the conclusion that I'm more evolved (wait for it)
    If you didn't catch that, you probably won't catch em' all (wait for it)
    Ash Ketchum, dawg, got you playing with extra balls...
    The catalyst of my era, patrolling the scene...
    You probably think R&B when hearing "show me The Dream"
    So, I'm cold and obscene. A Ghost In The Shell... nobody seen...
    It's a long road ahead, pay the tolls in between...
    Been real all my life, figured fake wouldn't cut it...
    There's no escaping the public's criticism and taking their judgement...
    All Eyes On Me... yeah, i call that the winners swoon
    When it's all on lookism, but there's no pupils in this room...
    Just teachers... get you an education...
    It's all about the journey, not the destination...
    So think of that on your next vacation...
    When you're ready to leave... and you're there, chilling... till you get that weird feeling...
    Looking up to the mirrored ceiling...
    See the eyes looking back at you's kind of dim in their attributes...
    And that's the truth... working early is our non-captured youth...
    Pop your gums all your life, but be the last to shoot...
    Leave you ass exposed... see the casket close...
    From the brightest stem, to the most blackest rose...
    Settling into conformity, dishing are non-tackled goals...
    Normality, that's the role... completely smash our souls...
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  2. lazerscope

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    Caught up in the hype like you can't escape Charlotte's Web
    Bet this the exact time you wish your bad karma ebbed
    Fuck what bad drama spread, I'm 'bout dat for the daily
    Grab ya cheese and bounce from the mouse trap, you can't play me
    I'm smoother than silk; who's really built
    To handle the skill of a man created with this ilk?
    The rap game's milked, for everything pure 'til it's dry
    Niggaz is Transformers cuz they all in disguise
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  3. mr.redeyez

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    damn right, they all in disguise but I can see the wise threw my third eye
    rise, we livin' in babylonian times., demonic shrines fill the room when they rhyme
    thorns puncture my spine, they wanna paralyze the truth elitist demise our roots
    but I continue to fly, and I refuse to be a troop trapped in a loop, life or death,
    its a gamble, so I try hard not to plant a seed, don't wanna see my children bleed
    grow up worshipping money power and greed,
    7 sins I committed 1 of which I was acquitted never admitted I did it, no double jeopardy
    fuck a celebrity only idle minds worship, plagued the minds of millions. lies. and gimmicks.
    wish I could reincarnate Malcolm x Huey newton and Hendrix, defying physics.
    I am,
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  4. lazerscope

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    The Word Stylist, The Flyest, don't promote violence
    But bet when a threat set it off, I'm it!
    Fly quips keep dimes blowin' my phone up
    Niggaz proclaimed me dead on arrival, then I showed up
    Hoe, what? Think this a game? My brainwaves infected
    Niggaz got to live in empty Brinks trucks for protection
    Never the lecherous, been taught lessons to fulfill my essence
    That's how I was made to kill a sentence
    Feel the presence, I be on my calm and smooth
    Mentally decipher ya longitude, my gun a pit to lunge at dudes
    It's like all of ya'll is food
    But I drain the blood first to make the beef halal
    The girlies get too excited when they peep my style
    Leave 'em mesmerized, my thoughts for money fetishized
    While ya'll broke and forced to fantasize
    Just analyze....
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  5. Kron

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    I plan to rise... like the machines...
    Writing between intervals... wake up from a sleep to be fighting the dream...
    So it's like an operation, getting right with the fiends...
    that are itching for the product that I'm designing right in these schemes...
    I've always been alone, while they're fighting in teams...
    Trying to be cynical like "Oh, he ain't nice as he seems"...
    They can't wake these guys... hiding in their fake disguise...
    That's why I ain't surprised, the ones so attached are now breaking ties...
    my pen's the potion of any devotion
    regarding the general hopes of having music given a seminal motion...
    Yes, back to the Brink trucks, we got this linked up...
    like clinked cups, celebrating our successes, drink up...
    The firefly shining brighter now, a lighter to my entire style...
    Only shooting higher, you can't quiet the choir down...
    Hear the hums, hear the hues and the melody...
    There's NO way that you're telling me that doesn't sound heavenly? (HANH)
    And yet, I'm agnostic... people are born to lie...
    So many predictions not met; who here's really mortified?
    Looking for those testaments, try decoding those sentences
    Needing some better emphasis, on those quotes and those references?
    They said if you look harder enough you'll find it...
    So I'm reminded daily... I'll always be stand still if they try to sway me...
    Came out the dumpster... several years
    later? a youngster... rap game's own Eddie Munster...
    Tell me, what they're gonna do with a Prayer
    when that single mom can't cope, so she's Losing Isiah? (HANH)
    1995 shit, try to think...
    Alcoholics feel more at home when they find a drink...
    And I feel at home when I find the ink...
    Like Kanye & Kim Kardashian feel at home when they're buying mink...
    Or a Prada bag... with the message "I'm not a fag"...
    But I gotta brag about what I wear, so it got a tag...
    like an Ikea purchase... put it together...
    On the hot days, still looking good in my sweater...
    If Satan wants to throw hands we can throw hands...
    Cause I got no plans, to be this hot and go for a bromance...
    This is for my old fans, I'm welcoming the newer ones...
    I'll be prepared when those rumors come...
    Circulating like it's in a round about...
    How's he gonna be the same when they found this out? Oh, and how's his spouse?
    Is she doing well, taking care of herself?
    In the limelight everyday, don't embarrass yourself...
    Would the Kardashian's be the same without Paris's help...
    Would America be better off without a terrorist cell
    To blame? Only ones that know are the ones that can see the future
    And considering the Mayan's calls? I do not see it in signs at all...
    Look how our minds evolved... species that generate
    so much destruction it's a miracle there's 7 billion people on earth...
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  6. mr.redeyez

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    sub machine scar the scene
    the hood is beautiful, but the bitch mean
    lost my virginity, at six teen
    had this sick dream of being rich by six teen
    that turned into a nightmare,
    been indoctrinated and hated since bibs and a high chair
    on the block with the glock we don't fight fair,
    paul bear any body fuckin' with the heir - hole in ya head blood in ya hair
    I'm rare with the heart of a lion not givin' a care these niggas square
    take a walk threw my lair,
    visions of dead relatives rush threw my brain almost drifted in another lane
    weed smoke been driving me insane lately, so I'm taking swallows out the bottle
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  7. mr.redeyez

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    At 3-60 degrees my knowledge is key,
    NOW, my G's pay homage to me-

    Shut the door don't let the rats in, now peep the message
    to be King you have to be aggressive, family second
    that's a necessary sacrifice, guns are not the only weapon
    get bludgeoned to death fill the tub with ice that's how you get rid of mice-
    praise the one who made you, the one who raised you, fed and bathed you - she's an angel
    tell em' vogliamo giustizia for my mama mia
    kill the one who mistreat you, raped and beat you, defiled your people - caucasian seafood
    we will eat you these verbs and nouns are lethal - I'm talking diesel - Shoot down the eagle
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  8. Kron

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    The original now the sequel... no subliminal's here...
    I look to my competition with minimal fear...
    If any... possibilities endless now...
    Only had enemies, never friends around... baggage that'd weigh the heavens down...
    But I found some better ground out of it, and let it sound
    off... got the direction... feeling like a walking Inception...
    one for peace, but it's not for protection...
    dream layered, thoughts are reflections of manifesting plots from building blocks into sections...
    I see it all, like Cobb, I was destined...
    to go for the key... a security code that was decoded for me...
    So you know, even with pupils it's what nobody 'sees'
    There's levels to shit... not only in dreams...
    You wake up in that bath tub and notice the streams...
    Going over you, scream... try to get control of you... see the mission was overdue...
    But luckily there's an overview...
    Do what you're told to do... that spinning top ain't finna' stop...
    You'd better hope for a winning shot...
    You see, I lived my life in a dream... all my life, I believed...
    I was desirable... seeing a perception that wasn't even my reflection...
    And when it didn't happen, I was feeding my aggression...
    destroying my self image... it helps when this no health fitness...
    But seriously... I do what I can...
    I bare arms, because there's music at hand...
    and any student can jam to it...
    Yeah, it's the blueprint...
    this freaking music... don't got an exit or entrance to it...
    Didn't bank on a loss, I threw my interest to it...
    Never got the over draft... took that pony and rode it back...
    Having premonitions like, "How can it be so exact?"
    But I'm looking over that...
    The Drunken Master's sober, black.
    Desensitized, so I don't react...
    I can bare the whole weight of the world on my back, until my shoulders snap...
    Don't gotta lie to you, deep down inside of dude
    He's a nut, all you gotta do is try to find the screws...
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  9. lazerscope

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    Unpredictably smooth, the livest dude on a track, I can't lose
    Bruising more than egos when I point the eagle at whoever I choose
    Put the bills in the bag ~ Whoever moves, coughs or ah-choos
    Their death will be delivered quick like bad news
    I'm the type, to dap God and slap-box with Lucifer
    Take ya tears, freeze 'em, flip 'em at the jeweler
    I'm just coolin' bruh, niggaz raps just don't excite me
    Cuz they not even nice enough to battle wifey...
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  10. mr.redeyez

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    (I watched this shit on youtube about hip hop and illuminati, just spit how I felt)I ain't preaching lol

    I got this desire to set fire to these so called tyrants.
    tell em' obey your highness sit back an soak in science
    better to be a sponge than some dumb one ear out the other cliche type,
    tired of this he say, she say hype - they say left, we say right - DIVIDE AND CONQUER
    on my conquest to reach the gods. instead I'm stuck in this kabal against all odds.,
    I search the depths of my soul but it's withered and cold, heard hip hop controlled by wizards and hos
    forced in silence, to worship Crowley Nimrod and Osiris. Horus and Isis.
    Selling the deed to their temple for the lowest of prices. even tho millions are tempting
    it means nothing when your empty, nigga a pagan can't save you from the rapture..
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  11. mr.redeyez

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    can't save em' all so I let em' burn,
    I am, not the messiah, forgive me for my blasphemy lord
    it's either them or me I'm not a causality lord,
    in reality I never really asked for the sword
    I wanted more like the finer things in life the poor could never afford
    the battle rages on I can here the thunder roar, like who murdered the son of Thor
    if i knew so I would've strangled my self with that umbilical cord
    cowards faint while I endure but pretend to ignore this waging spiritual war
    if I conform I minus well lay in a bed of thorns and throw up the horns
    America love it swear they fucking the public like porn,
    but we adorn Obama? wait till the military planes swarm,
    dropping bombs like Hiroshima killing puppets and pawns.
    ring the alarms set the red balloons free don't flee shoot intruders dead on ya lawn
    hold ya kids in ya arms tell ya moms armageddon's upon from dusk until dawn
    fuck the enemy they'll never take my identity I love my masculinity times infinity
    I seen em' turn godfathers to don's., yeah they demote, black males into broads
    don't believe the con's. these bankers are king kong while society is cheech and chong
    keep us doped up in disarray pre-occupied and confused, I know the truth but still bite the bait
    I'm such a fucking fool, human life is worth lesser than mules why you think they sacrifice?
    every time we find a great leader with views they shorten his fuse then lie on the news
    we minus well cut our throat and ly down in the pool, 99 against 1 how the fuck can we lose?
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  12. lazerscope

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    Fools end up in pools of blood, ya'll need to show me who's a thug
    They all actors trying to flex, either that, or doing drugs
    And my appetite, is for destruction, sending rappers to the afterlife
    Punch 'em in the grill, knock they teeth out, that way they can not bite
    Wrong or right, at least I always lived by my word
    My bond formulated by nouns, adjectives and verbs
    The bullshit, got curved, anytime I built with positivity
    My cyphers were wiser than the 3 men at Jesus's nativity
    Try me? Got to be kidding me, can't be that stupid
    You probably should take ya meds...you'll be more lucid
    I cruise, through city streets, PYT with the ill physique
    Know how to hustle for her king, plus she got the skill to freak
    Seat back, puffin' els, all my dreams in reach
    Top down, shades on, can't wait to hit the beach
    So pop off if you wanna, I make shit hotter than a sauna
    Meltin' marijuana, my stomps felt in California...
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  13. Kron

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    Yeah, But I'm from Canada... living life, Canadian dreams...
    had to bomb n' lift my weight up, like Arabian themes...
    Crazy, it seems I made a name while I was playing wit' schemes...
    Now the ladies be screaming like I took an outlook and gave it a meaning...
    In the interest of the academy...
    Defying gravity, it's challenging, walking across that balance-beam...
    And no matter how it seems...
    I stay fighting by engaging titans ducking from out the clouds before rays of lightning...
    N' I don't give a fuck what the pagans writing...
    off a name alone, I stay on the Game of Thrones... so change your tone...
    They said if they can't relate to what you write... screw it then...
    All about my beginnings, I take it to the end with you, again...
    You knew it when, I was doing my thing n' using this Music, been
    a long time coming with the strong lines, young-in
    So find something, my grind design buzzing n' been since I started the reign...
    They disregarded it, saying my art wasn't part of the game...
    Nah, you ain't part of the game, a rocket-tier...
    Shot up, flying on top of air, rocket fire's locked in gear...
    They're shocked I'm here, but I never left...
    Game dead, brain dead... resurrect... telling Death
    straight up... this toe tag is something you'll never get!
    Word to redeyez giving me props...
    Gets me going when I'm scribbling drops...
    Residual image, the gateway of living through thoughts...
    Creating imagery with every lyric I jot...
    Stare at a rock... with Stone Cold certainty...
    9 to 5, my personal working fee... the precursor of words
    fitting each curve it sees...
    Fucking Hercules of this rap shit, it hurts to be... on Top...
    but I lurk the scene... non-stop...
    this nerds supreme... like Kenneth Mcgriff...
    pen will eclipse any other editor, that's competitor shit...
    The Senator of this general riff...
    And any more lip from my opposition? is getting a kick...
    down there low grade... material...
    Home made... so here we go...
    The burial... plot, clock... see what's making you 'tick'...
    I've been great with this shit... since Kim Basinger was making some flicks...
    That's the 90's... still in class, your ass behind me...
    All about the classic rhyming... rap's
    like a vagina, n' I smashed the hymen...
    It's what I "says", before it's passed to Simon...
    Still about class, n' I hand you in like the last assignment...
    Train of thought, this is track alignment...
    I'm on track, digesting their ego's so retract the Heimlich
    The real king inside the de facto climate...
    I have to climb it... it's back to class, n' most you cats
    have been Absent Minded...
    (think about it)
    Drilling for oil, these syllables loyal... no Chris Brown...
    shit round here that can lift towns...
    like Akira, the movie... only talk about reality, so you're here to confuse me...
    Raps, lyrics, I use thee' echelon to compare what you do see...
    Or don't see... focus out of parameter...
    Candid, the panoramic shot of Coney Island, on Camera...
    I'm Cloverfield... the flow's so surreal...
    you know the deal... you're playing with Jack...
    I'm saying, this rap's is like they pulled my name out the hat!
    Ugh... brain on the back... it's branded...
    I play with these cats... Michelle Pfeiffer
    until there's pain in my back... where's Damien at?
    I'm Satan, so tell Jason, "I'm back"...
    Nah, tell Jason "I'm black"...
    Tell Jason, "with rap? I'll be the one chasing his ass"!
    Amazing, face been placed in a mask....
    Nobody's escaping, I break through the glass...
    You're facing the cast of the Manson Family... throwing Sharon Tate in the trash!
    Fuck being greatness! I got greatness surpassed...
    Right now? Lights out... completely remove electricity from the White House...
    Olympus has Fallen... I look at you simpletons; it's simply appalling...
    No sympathy, hauling more weight in Bond form, than Timothy Dalton!
    Shit, look at these lyrics I'm dropping...
    A terrorist rocking the Pentagon... with pain restrained representing song...
    especially when this pencil's drawn...
    Never get sketchy, text be an Echelon for warfare...
    this tour here? is a step beyond...
    Your pay rate...
    mind moves at twice the speed... even if it's Tomorrow, you're still a day late...
    My name and Hell holds the same weight...
    Don't wait till day break... a Lycan in form...
    Vicodin torn right out of the recycling bin, warm...
    I ride it out, why you think I got this fucking 10 speed bicycle for?
    A viking that's nicer than Thor...
    and Loki, the flow's deep... I'm the Omen, taking his Odin Sleep...
    Bones get broken, you know Mystique?
    Shape shifting is easy to me... a mind out of Cerebral...
    already chilling where the genius be...
    Transmitting my projections across... don't need a TV...
    Discretion... exhaust the best, most efforts get lost
    in the rubble, I'm trouble... just setting it off!
    AHHHHH... guess I'm a boss or something
    But I ain't lost or nothing... applause gets jumping, these jaws?
    enough that they cause destruction
    in chaos... I play off your punches...
    Need a seance, draw on the game with a crayon of substance...
    A bigger name on you kids than Robert Munch is...
    Godzilla, just robbing lunches...
    I face off with Aye god, n' lay off the hunch, this...
    Material bro? is going aerial tho, security knows
    to carry a serial code...
    Fast And Furious, so mysterious, oh!
    There he is! Tyranny in a lyric abode...
    Got a Hummer H2 on his tier as he stares as the goal, he ain't sharing the road!
    It's fucking embarrassing, how I carry this load...
    Seriously, it's like a parrot exposed...
    Copying my style, but my terrace is gold...
    Fort Knox... with iron doors and support locks... you ain't getting in...
    this board box, I roam the forum board's docks, like Rorschach!
    on Watchmen... got you boxed in...
    Your top? I'm in the top ten!
    Y'all wondering where Starfox been!!!!! RIGHT HERE!
    No Nintendo or Genesis with the penning, bitch...
    Menacing with it... the enemy that will put the end where it isn't...
    (What?)
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  14. mr.redeyez

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    Sometimes I wish I was famous.,
    my neighborhood dangerous the police will hang us.
    Six points in my star - I'm the realest by far
    these kittens think shit sweet but killings my instinct
    I'm from the hood.... my bitch pussy pink
    and I act like my shit don't stink I got money like brink
    if I blink I'm broke, won't drop the soap like its dope
    my mail man like what up lil trell man, you doing big shit do you got a hit list?
    I'm like LOL , my niggas hit shit like NFL, you don't want beef
    I can tell, by ya speech ya weak so nigga beat cha feet, send shots nigga these white sheets are free
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    I write music that speaks to me...
    Literally, I'm hearing it talking...
    I shit my pants n' get scared when i walk in here, when I'm dropping...
    If these walls could talk, is what they say...
    But then when they actually hear it talk? They walk the other way...
    It's just another day... even as a child, tears run down my mothers leg...
    Balled my eyes out, the kids wouldn't let me come and play...
    Had to toughen up...display my confidence...
    consequence... two balls AND some common sense, dominance laying on the fence...
    She said "grow some balls" n' I knew what my momma meant...
    If you gotta, you gotta vent...
    These nigga's are Two-Faced, call em' Harvey Dent...
    Sounding annoyed... held down the fucking crown as a boy...
    Now I'm loud, hear the crowd bowing down at his voice!
    BOOMING... broom men, street sweepers...
    yeah, cleaning the street... had em' shuffling, no need to repeat...
    8 years later, I am deemed as a geek...
    Didn't even have a genius peak at the time...
    I was pretty good with rapping, defined my action, n' climbed..
    From that perspective? I had that selection, still...
    bad with it like a staph infection, just a child that lacked direction...
    But did I want to continue? That's the question...
    I mean, I was good at this shit.. so I took my fucking sugar, n' split...
    7/10 at the bowling alley... could've been sick
    If I had a passion... found myself online, battle rapping...
    Figured, it had to happen, I would be discovered
    n' that would be it for me... 13 more years later, that would be history...
    Couple fans on soundclick is now it...
    Never had a town hit, but still all around sick at style... click...
    on my profile... a couple of videos of me going to work...
    On to 9 to 5 like homie's a clerk...
    Bro, throw me a shirt! Greasy hands, going through dirt...
    Digging the vibe... with lyricist, ride the thing out; the kid's alive
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    cigarette burns on the sofa, ashes in the urn, pistol in the holster
    curse my enemies god - burn baby burn, writing scriptures in cursive
    my girl period playing possum, I'm screaming abort the mission my vision is so malicious.
    like, bitch you ain't my bitch you my mistress., I got that old time mind frame,
    she be bare foot in the kitchen cooking & cleaning dishes., yeah I be playing mind games.
    still on that bullshit like its 2009 I was 20 living a life of crime almost died plenty times.
    broke seven seals swear I saw 7 signs several times had to change my frame of mind,
    don't take it literal basically my luck was in ruins so I had to stop doing what I was doing,
    but I remain the same g that i was., slowed down in mid buzz my potential was evident
    so much so nigga I could've been president in the hood I was reckless in o.g's blessed us in,
    it ain't a incident in my life I ain't rapped about that life I'm bout keep it real or shut ya mouth-
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    use to find crack pipes on the playground, I'm on the swings like.... let me fly I'm flee
    got this bitch on bending knee blessing me, my body defying gravity my seeds are casualties
    I'm like please swallow this tragedy - then she got the audacity to spit - ho that's blasphemy
    I'd rather be laid up in the hills. unfortunately I'm stuck with the real murder murder kill
    ever seen a young nigga off a pill writing his will? prophecy filled
    ain't no college for us. even tho I got varsity skills life is meek no meal
    ain't no sunshine if you don't grind you don't eat no you won't dine so you don't whine
    when the bread ain't buttered there's no more swine double up and try one more time
    you sold out or got one more dime don't drop it you sell it the profit swelling I'm telling you
    you still in your prime? keep it real in your rhymes.? familiar with crime? are you willing to ride?
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    I'm killing your pride, slowly you die
    I smile, watching the light fade from ya eyes
    Just before, you wondering why, it had to be like this
    You scared to leave like, "Damn, just lemme see my kids"
    Too late, cuz when that reaper come, better know ya season's done
    You screaming, I'm laughing with a demon's tongue
    Death becomes you, and winter is here
    Ya soul right beside you writhing in fear....
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    Type that Michael will swear, is murderous even more than him...
    I swore I'd begin, to start cutting off Buffalo Bill's skin
    and grilling him with a George Foreman grill...
    filleting the flesh... they're saying it gets much worse when I play in the sets...
    My name is finesse, the mere definition of what it means...
    Levi's on the scene, so they can witness this stuff in my jeans/genes
    Fucka, that's enough of the seams to be pulled...
    the man is a killer, standing right there in front of you to deliver the guild...
    Syllables feel like a ricochet when hitting your grill...
    Running around you clowns in a circle, like a physical drill...
    Yeah, I'm on a mission until... that shit stops me...
    Oh shit, the kid's cocky... so watch em' and don't take an eye
    off of him when he's rocking limbs... on top of the impossible
    playing possum with a lot of bulls because the thought is so
    stimulating, he's been a made men...
    innovation of such talent he fucks balance up and crushes the tough pallets...
    test
  20. K.I.T.

    K.I.T. Member

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    im,gonna,work,on,this,somemore, lolssss.... : D

    tough pallets, remind me, of alex, or alice/
    in wonderland, gotcha, wondering//
    how, im, raining and thundering/
    did, I, do this, smoke mc's, like two, spliffs/
    over by the tulips, never lack, true spit,//
    got gab and gift, that'll, make, you shift,/
    your falling off, like a riff, either that, or, a cliff//
    I, come, 2, action, soo, swift,they'll,be like that 'he runs it'/
    my flows, is remarkable' like escaping, a, dungeon//
    test

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