Northend
Worth -The Skills Exhibit
Native Blood

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[Northend]

Beat'em with a breathin apparatus crackin the wackest I posses the baddest tactics/
From the moment the crack kicks in on drug addicts is when I start to inflict hits,
I depict epic conflicts between contradicted predictions which is fiction and is the division of precision/
Cut the needle of the incision before you get that antidote to fight off the cancerous lump in your throat,
Surroundin and drownin dudes in shit and dung with bullets in my lungs spittin rapid fire like my tongue was a gun/
Hand you yo lungs hold your breath for as long as possible or for how ever long as humanly logical,
Cock this tool and pop this fool/
I'm Poundin Tattoos havin you Inked in Blue then pursue you through and punches like your Parents the way i'm Groundin You,
Have you in shit like your Mount in Doo sick with the flu or just havin H.i.V. on my keys/
Then Mercilessly beat you with a verse i wrote in a hurse when i was beaten dead emcees,
Come correctly not next to me/
What am i talkin about snatchin mics i'm snatchin keys rearrangin'em alphabetically and have you recitin your ABC's,
I'm Crossin these niggas like t's/
Stickin their head up their ass havin'em breathin deadly gas it's about time they saw some real shit,
Real quick rip out yo lungs with your words still attached to'em/
I'm chronologically known to send cancers and tumors home,
Do my 'phone classic crackin the skull of your skeleton and splatterin your brains like gelatin/
Put a pen through'em and have their crew at their end,
Then i'll extend their life and end it the fuck again...

Word word...

[Worth]

Whos the most feared keymen, decomposing sets like bodies, left from emcees bleeding dead by cuts to their arteries?/
Its the cardio killers, taking away your 9th lives, lack in stamina and die twice cause we be prepetualy hype/
Side by side with our mics, we battle any individuals, actin fools with no physios left in fractions like divisionals/
See we rep 7, motherfuckers you cant divide us, and when it comes to competion your luck wont deprive us/
Worth North and Tearz be representing straight illness, you weak pussys would die, just from fuckin hearing this, we be infectious, poison like the venom from snakes, ending any motherfuckers that step in our way, choose your paths wisley, cause your words wont help you, duct tape is plan b, when you spit or your rhyming fools/
Check our tight timing, flow, 2..3 now stop the beat, hit the punches so hard emcees get k'd out by our speech/
Retreat the rap game indefinitley, unless you got something to say, fuck these herbs saying their game when they got nothing to play/
See we angle trigonomical, twisting kids minds with our knowlegeable, diabolical articles and art chronicles/
Sometimes were angry, and we cant control our particles, blowing emcees atomical biologcials with these flows/
And to make it public yo, we'll cut your throats to keep you kids from speaking, them words in your mouths not worth repeatin/
Hurt from the beating, and bleeding, these writers get lost, abducted plots then thier brains rot when they see what we got/
They start stutterin, and muttering "fuck what the hells going on, i tell worth to battle and he deals me out on the lawn"/
Sometimes we get agressive, with our thought patterns when we step, take charge in a verse to any cat that puts out its neck/
And if you disrespect? damn well then we'll have to get real physical, materialize emcees limbs and bones with our ill material/
Its spirtual... the way we lift heads to open em, to let em see true death like an overdose on opium...

tell em tearz open em...

[Native Blood]

Individually eating emcees with hyped aggression, until they start acting childish - getting molested by mics - like Michael Jackson was in the cypher session//
Being native is only half the equation, the other half couldn't pronounce rap - when I'm delievering motherfucking flows so hot - it's equivalent to mailing a cajun// Ha!
I'm the devils advocate if it's hell you're raisin' - abduct and mutilate your ass - and blame it on the frequently up-rising and unexplanable alien invasions//
Murk worthless emcees just before appraising Hip-Hop Station - priceless to see herbs hustling for props - I hear better flows from any normal asian conversation//
Fuck punches, I'll slap you onto my bitch list - you and I could never share The same Ring together - I'd kill you if you ever come within choking distance//
I'm usually a nice guy, turned aggressive - if you recall hearing screeching sounds and your heart beat - you know not to be fucking with my precious//
Bench press your bars, mentally, just remember NBnT did it - you couldn't write heavy shit and make it sound tight - even after you wrote a tribute to Missy Elliot//
Equipped with skills...fuck bringing the ice with ya - might see your bling on e-bay - after I kidnap your bitch, snatch ya shit, and kill ya with no evidence and... vice versa//
More than two-thirds of ya mention "prison" in a utterly mudder - so instead of combat boots I wear Nikes - when I don't wanna pay the price for murder//
Claustrophobic, I'm so dope it's not hard to rap and materialize rich - filthy faggots think they could critisize shit - hold up...let me unzip so you can tastefully critisize these luxiourious grits, bitch//

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take the time to read this, uppin

shit's hot.....

word,thanks bro

uppin