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Stealth

Join date: May '98
May 8, 2002
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Write about 'em if you're on it em'. I'm tryin to break the rust off.

I use my fingernail and thumb to make the Vega split/
Crackin it with ease like its a can of Copenhagen's lid/
So grab a keg-or-fifth, white horses like Pegasus/
This-is my brain on drugs like its a hotpan with an egg-in-it/
So if i'm sayin-shit its not to make you fight me/
I just get kinda rowdy off all these long island ice-teas/
So please dont try to strike-me, now that trouble's risen/
Because i can't even see straight: i'm seein double vision/

Time to pass out
 
Oct 8, 2004
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#2
IM sippin 40oz's ... and these hataz can;t see me...
my rymes are deadly... they ain't ready..
for the vemon that im bringin.. going.. insanse..
and injected.. the posion into their viens...
let is run through their blood stream.. till they scream..
and see the face of death in a dream....
look in the mirror, and see me with a knife in my hand....
im fiendin to slice off your head.. and eat for dinner..
im a demonic sinner... and you're only a begginer.. lol..

little something while sippin my 40oz.. :siccness:
 
Feb 28, 2005
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This nigga just ruined another perfectly good thread. This is a cypher nigga not a fuckin place to post your retarded comments.

Anyway let a nigga get to it..

I spits when I'm drunk.. high as fuck off chron in a blunt
Got a sac a weed so big it'll have to be gone in a month
Cuz aint no way a nigga gon smoke enough green
To kill it in a week.. even though when I puff I puffs mean
Bust spleens.. when I'm off that O.E. 40 ounce bottles
Cuz I gets crunk like Lil Jon.. givin more gas to the throttle
This flow is comin out weak so I think I'm gonna just quit
Fuck this.. I'ma light anotha one up and take a puff BITCH
 
Dec 21, 2004
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My blunt skills were passed,
Down from dread locked Rasta Farians,
I use nuttin but my long thumb nails,
to gutt out da Phille,
My bud flowers,
consist of the highest grades,
Of THC,
No matter what da spot,
I smoke up da scene,
My high's are so intense,
like a heroin addict,
shooting a hot load of chiva,
Into his veins,
My blunts be having rookies,
pass out and barf


sumptin Iz camez up wit while puffing on a whopp Stick!
 
Feb 24, 2005
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I get drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, druuuunnkkk...

who the hell get more faded than me... //
i stay drunk off my ass all day like it's a fatal disease //
if i finish my cup? got'cha chick fillin' it up //
first i get tipsy as fuck, then i get in them guts //
i'm 5'3, 110, takin' shots to the head //
face so red you think i'm takin' shots til i'm dead //
another night of me knockin' my stress... //
i'm stumblin' on my feet, hella beat, ready to drop on my bed //
 
Mar 24, 2005
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i drinks shit that aint weak till i permanently blink
stay passed out gassed out after blowin heat
dont defeat the purpose leave you hurtin for buzz killin
put the green in the pipe i need it tonight im trippin
get the zig zag this that savage ass bomb green
smokin lots of trees and you pussies cant stop me
caught me rollin it up now you tryna take a drag
but you aint put in on this you fuckin gay ass fag
so get out the mix trick i splits wigs dont fuck with this kid
your bitch is now my bitch ima hit it like a lift kit
 
May 14, 2002
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im trapped in a dream, and its fucking with my head
gotta get out gave a scream, but the feeling has spread
i geuss im better off dead becuz i hate this high
not to sound like a pussy but it made me cry
what could i do, i thought i was gunna die
and it only took 8 hits, yes it did
but its the weed that did it
its that acid
thankful to remember my own name and were i lived
dont know how i got home or were i got the shit
all i know is i care
and everytime i do it it takes me there
put me in the deep stare
i understand the universe, it made me like a hippie make peace and dont curse
but it got worse, fuck!! i broke my train of thought
o wait i think im shot
 
Jun 16, 2002
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#11
Big Chorizo stays blunted, with blunts I blaze hundreds
I got the stash but don't pass and don't even say nuthin
I don't share with Harry Holdouts, it's gettin very cold out
My shit is like a double barrel cuz it blows your dome out
Smoke more than Cheech & Chong that's the key to songs
I keep everything hidden, the same place I keep the bong
I need some strong shit to stuff and take some bong rips
All up on it like a pot head until the hemp's all gone bitch
 
Apr 7, 2005
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#13
ressurection of a DOPE thread /
shit, I must be included

so gone off gin and vicodin /
mane, my liver's so polluted

swallowin' shrooms without even chewin' /
now I'm watchin' molecules move

when I'm alone, I take 1/5's to the dome /
'cause I ain't a big fan of the brew

but I do sip lean with Mountain Dew /
yeah, my n***a Loon laced me

and in the mail, my Carnal JL /
sent me some of that KC tasty

never see me wasting /
any part of the 'dro

I spit ill when my lungs fill /
mane, I smoke to the cuticle

in the casino sippin' Beautifuls /
newport hangin' from my lip

no zags for my rope, 'cause I strictly smoke /
swicher cigarillos, with no tips

hate beezies with no hips /
shit, I won't even hit it

but if she's thick, I'll swoop her quick /
and jump all up in it
 
Jun 4, 2006
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2 bottles of henn and ah hand full of pills/ purpule in the air all we do is smoke kill/baby calm the fuck down ho im askin you to chill/ obey the icey words from the diamonds in my grill/scraper lookin clean thumpin thumpin thru the town/see my boy put me down man i need another pound/dont give me no sticks and seeds/ i want the cali good good you know the indo weed/x pills ,sex tales on my nextell/hit the purp twice and forgot to exhale....................
 
Oct 23, 2005
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Chillin wit som sticky green N a bottle of Jack/catch da spins, slam som vicodin, wonderin whos spot im at/hella blown back from dat rope i toke its no joke thick smoke got ya bound to choke/dat liquor mixed wit herb got a nigga bound to poke/but he pullin a blade i got N AK already aimed at his throat