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Nov 24, 2007
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livin life on the fullest ride
kill that optimo in the mornin n say hi to my life
say bye to the hype, these bees jockin quick
complain n complain yet still jockin the dick
stop it,ur sick or hurt maybe
aint got the funds to call security for these ladies
holiday apperal, sippin baileys drunk singin carols
bitch ur done, bed head lookin like will ferrel, terrible
this smokes unbearable, let me out the box
end up in a suburban gettin head doc'd then off to the weed spot
some purp then oo, shes hot digits came from out the drop top
its non-stop, to the top the stairway takes me
as long as peeps is cool n a bitch aint fine enough to break me
yall fakely, scrounge round the game, i lounge around a house with ur bitch in ur name, yall are to plain, i run this now
who else u know whippin her daddys jetta n spun it out?
thats what im bout, leave wit some 0's out the dime house
aeropostil on with a fine mouth, grab the bitch n ride out
 
Feb 12, 2003
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Shit, Thought I'd Post Up Quick 'N Drop Some Shit..
Cop Uh 5th 'N Box Tha Whip, Down Tha Block I Dip..
Tha Plot Gets Thick As I Go Thru Uh Whole Box Of Swishs..
Highly Medicated But Still I Got Tha Sicc..
God im lit..

Jus thought i'd up this post 'n see w'sup wit' y'all.
 

VERSACERO

smoking meth with steve
Mar 14, 2004
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Mask on my face black peice under there shirt//
that'll make ya chest hurt like old dudes drinkin kessler//we in bloody hoodies ya in dress skirts//fuck a snitch pull the glock and take his life wit it//and even god applaud for this righteousness//pull the nife and slice a psychiatrist kuz the light was missed//I'm like jack the ripper after he died a bitch//I'm like a razor that sliced a wrist//sqeeze ya neck wit a tightend fist//tear up ya flesh like a lyon pissed//it's a mystery what you dyin wit from axes to 9's wit clips//chainsaws to ak's that rip guts like acid sipped//I'm a bastards kid a still born that lived//wit the apetite of a cannibal that smoked a lid
 
Apr 7, 2005
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whats good mane?? long time no see.

let's go

shit, I got my potna with me
and I bet you wont say shit

cause SK's quick to put the .38 under your chin
squeeze, and give you an Oak Park facelift

shoot the rest in your scrapeship
I see you brought your man with ya

coward wont get out the car though
thats why he caught one, felt the blam with ya

EMTs managed ta
show up on time to keep you two breathin

while i menage-a-tois with their moms
inplantin seeds from the demon's semen

leavin' all their holes steamin'
like the barrels on a gatling gun

we be on the turf puttin in covert work
like governmental redrum

I got killawackmuthafucka syndrome
and for this siccness, there is no cure

so I inhale the most potent tree
nurtured by corpses, disease and manure

my evil is pure
like the virtue of a virgin

I've seen more blood in my career
then an incompitent surgeon

shots burn ya chest like burbon
that's what my brother SK said

watch us convertibilize you suburban
with the AK lead

yeah, that's what I said
like a brotha lynch song

I'll record the sounds of your murder
and make it a #1 ringtone
 

VERSACERO

smoking meth with steve
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Good shit beto



We strapped up no actors this is real life//
sac streets hotter then the bowl of a feens pipe//
put 10 in ya head like you snorted a dime bag//
murk you like made men when they find rats//
where ya spine at will they find that//
ether in a creek or trash wit a whiped gat//
yo they might ask talk and we might slash//
throats like colombians fightin over white bags//
pull ya toung out like jordan doin a tight slam//
hit up beto when im in a tight jam//
he turn bodys in to fertalizer and grow nice plants//
funk wit us its like you dudes is hexed//
after you dead tape explosives to ya bitch chest//
and detonate when ya toddler look for breast//
 
Feb 17, 2009
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I'n new to the site but my rhymes move you right
out of your seat with your mind induced to fight
I get loose wit a mic and snatch the cord vertical
fucking bored with records that are for commerical
type so my verse full of life like hospital nurseries
gospel nurses me to health it's possible furthers me
from a committing murder on these chumps spitting
words when I'm here to dump so punks can fit then
cause when something is written we keep our liberty
and for me to speak about peace assures it will be
a problem when the try to take that away shortly
hope mods read what I wrote today don't report me
to the courts see cause I have something to offer
these poor emcees, think ya bumping G, your not sir

just messin' around
 
Oct 20, 2008
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this is some off the wall shit, I can understand it perfect, go into it with an open mind but you will just scratch the surface, shits deep.


denim jeans gottem like sewin the seam
fill em mean watchem strike chewin up beams
another for the record she is fillin my dreams
cuttin up like blades choppin up greens
crazy as it looks an impossible fien
hazy ass crooks makin fossils look clean
dirty little man shakin bottles and cans
askin for some money spend it on grams
pop it in the playbook lessons look bland
givin em a better look sessions at hand
stayin down grab a hook confession of a man
steady on a frown no messin with the fam
take your own crown nestin with the damned
 
Feb 17, 2009
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Hey I'm reading meltamic with an open mind
trying to get the message I'm hoping to find
something to open divine I respect your art
not saying what I want, I neglect my heart
I detect the sharp emotion so I don't harp
your art is in motion so know I won't start
to say anything out of line I really care
I'm silly but it's complex ya feel me there
and on the text it's has to be understandable
so on an annual I see emcee's are umanagable
they won't take direction and they start a path
to just split apart and not spit their art as fast
they part from the mass and forget to learn
and hey you may not give a shit or a concern
what I said but I'll continue to try to help guy
even if I have to die myself I'll ask for help I
know it's just the better way to be successful
so know whatever I say it's to be suggestfull
 
Mar 7, 2009
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I'm dragging your body slow, dragging the shotty it glowed
so hot hitting, it was like a dragon spitting, at your body ho
obviously you know, this was the last time, you had breath
it got to me I know, I admit it's asinine, it's a sad death
the trail of blood paints the road, an unsolved mystery
a gun revolved, what are you goin to come solve this week?
your remains dissolve quickly, your carcass is hollowed
while I smile and laugh in the darkness the gate followed
behind me closing shut, your prolly supposing i'm nuts
but the case is closing, composing is to remind me fuck
I'ma-go inside right quick, grab the rest of my pint bitch
i can slur words, i'm glad of your death, my night was sick
inside i'm like dynamite sticks, ready to blow at anytime
this is some heavy shit i know, ready to flow at any rhyme
myself keeps telling my mind, all the wrong it does, is right
can't just call it some rhymes, or song, cause it's my life
 
Nov 13, 2006
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Im comin as the illest, the realist to deal bliss/
you feel this cause I command you to/
Tearin you apart like a hanibal canibal animal when I damage you/
I sicker than a cancer-patient/
flow quicker than a tap dancer-gay shit/
Im unstoppable taking x on some all day shit/
gotta a problem my nine will make you shape shift/
put a slug in your mouth to give you a face lift/
the shit you think is complex to me is basic/
Your days are number runnin like the matrix/
Im healthy but with my rhymes I stay sick/
Im the rapper you wanna learn to be/
your gonna need emergency surgery if you never heard of me/
Ill send you spirit up high where the birds will be/
Or youll be way down under and be burnin g/
all your rhymes are false like some purgery/
So when Im done rappin dont say a word to me/
Im throwin more hooks than a full time fisher/
You not hard at all, more like your 9 year old sister/
I got them guns and their not made by fisher price/
Im done playing games, and Im done being mr nice/
Im like an idol, you should put me on your wishlist/
Jonah and mike, two dudes you couldnt spit with/
our flows will make you kill yourself found wrist slit/
freestyles so good, more gifted than christmas/
we sellin more herb than any pharmacy/
Ill bring a whole click and an armory/
so now way to come close to harmin me/
My lyrics are loud and clear like an alarm will be/
Im ticking like a time bombs inside of me/
im so high you would have to fly to see/
people pryin and lyin hidin with silency/
my battle raps hurt you and cause anxiety/
 
Nov 24, 2007
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now im in 1st place straight out the gate
havent been here in a minute but i can see i was saved a place
sloppy word play, mines on that to the T perfection
havin' u niggas atta lost of speech, i kno yall weak, no need for a confession
damage wit verbal weaponry n watch u jetison, shatter every emcees attempt to be better than, me..
i call those pipe dreams, yall lost inna cloud of smoke like cheech n chongs nice dreams
7 n 11's on dice to get my green, niks special editions come in every color like ice cream
used to be my dream, to bend a corner or 2
pack the brick up professional, unless u snort it it's coo
yall squares stay on that hype like Norbit, but what can ya do? its just u
im zooted caught hyphy as fuck on your news
wheelman down 23rd, cuzzo put double-barrel to 2 dudes
 
Nov 24, 2007
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Osama status, blazin' you up like 5 Iraqi packages wit C-4, chorlene crystals n 3 packs of matches, slap a bitch, she act right or its highway track lights hittin' her back on I-5 half naked with stillettos n a Maglight, It's live out here, we strive out here to stay breaded, berkely hills, 5 to the chest, someone call the medic, your foolish if your unarmed n think ur that protected, only protection in war is a weapon, meet the maker in heaven if you second guessin', count ya blessins or go fish, playin' solitare on ya tombstone blowin' thee optimo swish, goddamn these submaster pros hit, outta store off the the floor shit, dummy glaore bitch, i explore new ways to twist these words complex bypassin' nonsense thats constant bomb shit the fuck up, dont press your dumb luck, yall sound tough but inna line of fire u givin the ground hugs, pound for pound golden glove champ, left-right-uperr cut-jab, rockin' u the fuck up like Balboa onna slab of beef damn, this room is empty lets set it on fire, i meant at ya job well right it off on ya taxes as faulty wires, thats a come up, like a pocket check afta a dumb nigga run up, like a craigslist hot pic, dumb slut, gotta pocket quick cash, funds tough, no love, for a square on a mission ambercrombie n fitchin', nah listen, this my town, bunny eard bust ya shit out, hands twitchin' best skip town now, bass bounce on out, R's up, blow big bars up, big show shit if u mob up, gig hard as the smoke fog up the room, dance floors a mess, feelin' the beat to my feet hands on my chest, beware these soldiers comin from the west, metro unlimited only 75 to connect
 
Nov 24, 2007
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heavy set nigga, 38th richmond set go getta, yall aint comin wit heat, get ready for cold winters, exposin' dentures when i bust yall mouth, bitches keep yall relationships hush hush like oversea accounts, yall trippin, like swallown a box of corecidin tablets down, jtreat is known round town dog, best ask around, peach or grape, whateva, pass around, mixin' trainwreck n grandaddy got me passin out, ya kno when ur too high n start passin doubt, that u dont kno why its called a love seat..but ya got the couch, bitches mix drank n bud green in the face like the grouch, ironed creases in the fit but still like to slouch, till lights out, i rise out the fog, soldier status, vegetarian love the cabbage, my shits sharp yall persoanlities dryer than older snatches, man its tragic, got green & purple? bag it, picky like keep ya crack lighter dog, hand me the matches, seen stacks of dough hidden inside mattresses, calculated plots wit all factors in, concept: stackin' chips, verbal backflips on tracks witta mean bruce lee backhand a bitch, outlandish shit when i got a few shots in me, not hard to offend me, i like to stay in shape so its personal if ya tryna bend me, yall some actors nominated for ya next emmy, pinky extended off the glass of red remmy, yall pee-ons..like the ex-girlfriends of R.kelly
 
Oct 20, 2008
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its hot as hell down here today,
livin in florida feelin like a heat wave,
im meltin mics cause im flippin flames,
rhymes are a delight when I write and fix thangs,
lines outta site cause they above caliber,
my flow is feelin right when Im leakin natural disasters,
nobody can fix it not even a preacher or pastor,
I got lines that break earth splittin the ground around,
You can find but not hurt the person makin the sound,
im like a diamond in the dirt, just waitin to be found.

figured id drop somethin
 
Jul 1, 2007
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your dead wrong if you thinkin im not minkin on a thong
without a song on my roster i crow like the movie
im on some other shit, blaze it up if it's legit
out or indoor from new zealand bush, crops lookin like mordor
SANDMAN bangin at your door for more
slash your jaw, with lyrics that id say qualify as raw
well not made for tv atleast, like t9 im a beast and a genius
atleast...conseeeder theeees; yourrr beeezzy suckeeeng on my peeenieeess
or your niece

capeeesh
 
Jul 1, 2007
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your dead wrong if you thinkin im not minkin on a thong
without a song on my roster i crow like the movie
im on some other shit, blaze it up if it's legit
out or indoor from new zealand bush, crops lookin like mordor
SANDMAN bangin at your door for more
slash your jaw, with lyrics that id say qualify as raw
well not made for tv atleast, like t9 im a beast and a genius
atleast...conseeeder theeees; yourrr beeezzy suckeeeng on my peeenieeess
or your niece

capeeesh
 
Mar 17, 2006
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Mask on my face black peice under there shirt//
that'll make ya chest hurt like old dudes drinkin kessler//we in bloody hoodies ya in dress skirts//fuck a snitch pull the glock and take his life wit it//and even god applaud for this righteousness//pull the nife and slice a psychiatrist kuz the light was missed//I'm like jack the ripper after he died a bitch//I'm like a razor that sliced a wrist//sqeeze ya neck wit a tightend fist//tear up ya flesh like a lyon pissed//it's a mystery what you dyin wit from axes to 9's wit clips//chainsaws to ak's that rip guts like acid sipped//I'm a bastards kid a still born that lived//wit the apetite of a cannibal that smoked a lid
nice, i liked this shit
 
Dec 13, 2003
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conjured in the brain and out the fingertips i linger-quips quotes// that wraps around your neck like whips-and-spokes// force you to bob head..then dig in and rips-your-throat// taking vicious-tokes off that mistletoe kiss-the-dro its official-bro// im in-yo-store brakin 40 onces like mad muslims// suited hoodlums, bitch emcees off cliffs i pushed them..into jagged rocks as cushions// many hiphop heads...i took'em collecting skullcaps like orin ishii// wanna see me...i got a place you can meet me// dressed in all black distressed slacks and dashiki with vest-strapped...in the shadows, gone from the eye completely// so i suppose you really cant see-me, my bad duke// i like it quiet so i wont shoot// but they will find you on a stoop, head drooped covered in red goop
 
Oct 20, 2008
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its lookin to be easy for me to brush these clean
and wipe my hands efficiently but not the end you see
down the drain you see the red from the bloody breeze
cleanse my skin and its gotta be quickly for me
disassemble the steel dump it in a dumpster
had to put down these phycopathic monsters
my dreams contain nothin but black when I waver
in and outta the conscious and lyin to save ya
glidin the road floatin that greenery its paid for
smilin now after the wake up
dialin down cause I got baked up
now you see im not afraid to let loose the ammo
consisting of violent things make you bleed like rambo
sliced with a knife and it aint nothin nice
picked up two blades whirlwind ya twice
sick with a serated open 7 11 but no dice