this is psycho babble
if you don't need a straight jacket
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you're lucky
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so I can rip brains and shit on you
like my name was Marshall
when it comes to eatin pussies I'm impartial
take me literally(How Divine!)---
my rhymes got the flesh eatin disease
so when I spit these on your skin
soap and water can't combat what I has beginned...*burp*
I make up words when I'm punch drunk
Lou tha Carribou and Charlie the Chipmunk
say "what's up!"
sometimes I talk to squirells
give my nuts to the dust and decapitate little girls (Hi Vegetable!)
excuse me but this uzi keeps oozing shots into your chest
sternum and guts to prevent me from losing
while the rest of the world is snoozing...
there's a psychopath in a cab that's fuckin up foreign relations with Baghdad
Cuba and China all at the same time
called Saddam a fag ashed my cigar on Fidel and jacked Wang
all in one line of this same rhyme(oooooooooooo)
remember Vietnam?, well this shit is worse
I started Nuclear Winter(sorry God)...and I'm on my third Earth
Trav a space TRAVeler exploring the UNI-verse
and still haven't found a dope MC
who couldn't rhyme without the assistance of G-13..........*inhale exhale*
I stay high and slay mics of all types
had a dream I sold a million pictures of my dick on the net
with no single and no hype
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yo...yo...yo dog...I'm so nice
dog...my shit...listen...my shit be winning pagients
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congrats from Ms. Manners
she politely sucked my right nut
wrote her column and told her about the write stuff
I politic with writing utensils till the right wings blush
excuse me but I'm slightly flushed...
this x has got me feeling shit
like that stupid kid from Go..."can you tell me what aisle orange juice is in?"
euphoria sets in as the new Limp Bizkit disc spins
I'm yellin out to break shit as I shatter your skin scaring away your melanin
yo get the fuck out my face before I smack you into yesterdays dimension
bitch I only fuck girls with fake nails and extensions....
KEEP IT REAL
caps are PEeled back to reveal lack of word prowress
no disrespect but either you get it or you don't is what my style is
welcome to dankonia
where me smoke weed by the bushes
girls carry guns
and we beat the shit out of pencil pushers
my mental douches out flakes and pussies
clean out your mouth
got brain n' coochie ice cream drippin
I don't fuck with any beat
I ain't with that bi-sexual flippin
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Blessed Omens
Me and The Crew From Exile

~Grym Style~
Out of pure darkness emerges 6 lost angels that were born to die for the misguided...Trickery and deciet has been capturing the minds of people.............

so we were created by the prophets to stop it as soon as possible, We are the Blessed Omens and we evil's new obstacle, for the past 6,000 years it's reign has been unstoppable and it's victory has brought us misery, therefore the prophets Moses, Abraham, Jesus, and Muhammad created are souls out of a ball of energy and named us the messiahs for this century, the prophets consider us as the only living entities that can be an effective remedy to save the people mentaly from temptation's control, before we descended to save the globe they equipped us with brown sandals, a green staff, a red crown, and a black robe...Are head-gear was an everlasting flame that was the color of pure gold...they taught us supreme wisdom and how to control the powers in are spiritual system, We was given a three day speech of how to stand in a crowd and speak, We was told to never preach just teach and speak discreet, we told them we understand and we was ready to be released...Jesus predicted those who rejected the message would attack us on are first day, so finally we were armed with the ability to summons storms and conjure earthquakes, once everything was complete we were manifested to are artificial birthplace and was ready to start are holy expedition...--------we are tha Blessed ones-----


~SLash Syck~
Celestial titan; Propel and travel-pens at the speed of sharpened javelins//
Hit you so hard your shadow-dents and the remains of your body shatter before the battle-ends//
Genius intellect far beyond simple-text; Words create lethal crossbows that expel poisonous darts to stick you in-the-neck//
You begin-your-death as Satan extracts your soul; Burning ,Submerged in flames until no sins-are-left//
Hellfire Feasts upon your chest-portion and melts epidermic cells to leave
flesh-open; Your lips last-motion occurs and Two words that curse your dying spirit emerge, BLESSED-OMENS//...


~Tainted Verbz~
Verbz: Announcin' absolute annihilation to opposin' ASSOCIATIONS,thru the Oracle i saly crew's
genesis COLLABORATIONs// Assigned to completely eradicate the LNP ORCHESTRATORS,then emancipate ourselves as unadulterated DICTATORS// By dischargin the present GENERALS,then instillin' our MENTALS// Into the cerebrums of the SEEDLINGS,bringin rise to a race of intellectual HEATHENS//Enlightened DEMONS,created to perfect the SCHEME//Of grasping the coat of ARMOR,proctectin LNP's FATHER,then rupture the SEAMS//numba one team.....Omens produce Radioactive dust storms ~ deceased life forms ~ wind whipped strips of barren sea shores // the byproduct of three wars ~ my planet, made invalid by systematic tactics of enemies // leaving me the sole inhabitant and epitome ~ of reckless energy


~Lyrical Phene~
Blessed Omens testin fortitude, contortin dudes wit an armada//
Omnipotent squad, stipulate the truth, hotta than molten lava//
Augment skill, each individual built wit craniums forever ill//
Aids imbedded at birth, affecting our minds, rhymes sever & kill//
Crews get dealt, slap backs wit belts, hearing us subtracts ya health//
Punchlines dent minds wit welts combined wit fire, witness wax melt//
Hammer your glammer & glitz, damage ya pampers you bitch//
Group of deadly campers lackin manners, equip protection to handle these hits//
Split into massive fractions, attackin catz with a passion//
Ligaments unlatched & lost like lethal airplane crashes//
Flesh sewn in different directions & complexions, Depression is destined//
Please recieve this messege, Blessed Omens not to be messed with//


~Sain ZAnton~
Reppin Blessed Omens, the name be anton/// When you step to this you left with no legs to stand on/// We all dangerous people just like Al Capone/// Smack you with a "bedrock" and have you looking more fucked up then Larry "flint stoned"/// We all omens, phenomenons supposed to portend good or evil/// And we all display unusual strength and skill like that cat knivel/// We all worthy of worship and make this shit hot by our lyrical rites/// On spiritual nights we never lose any lyrical fights/// Battle after battle, continuing with the same outcome/// Blessed Omens consists of the illest emcees who can never be outdone/// So just shut your mouth son, before you get in trouble/// Any skill that you hold within we all easily double///


~Mc Kreep~
Equipped for the war, fist grippin swords,sent from the Lord,Blessed Omens convertin boards,infinite bars,leave history torn,when lyrics performed,we slip clips in the arms,aim and spit,get split into parts,witness the art,of murdering beats,every word is complete,hurt a third of ya fleet,for purposeless speech,u herbs in the streets,aint worthy to beef,ill introduce, tha curb to ya teeth,u heard of the team,Blessed Omens above da rest,demandin respect,we damage cassettes, when we brandish the text,our pens flows, and hoes try to,hand me the sex,ceo's hand me the checks,tryna stop me?,plan ta get wrecked,outlandish and vexed,my fam is the best,step and leave bandaged or dead,i plan ta defeat you,keep guns, dont need the cannons to reach you,i got a gift,and spit deadly as a cobra,the Blessed Omens are here, through God, let us mold ya'...1

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