international seperation... 187 nations...
each one waitin for World Wars based upon haten...
I've been sittin here chillin like on-ice villians...
cause in the year 2017, they will protect our children...
we usin clones to put in tha white house to protect...
wat we're about in this land of us: Tha U.S.
i won't rest until i see democracy become wat it states...
an actual free country where we can all be ourselves and not fake...
workin for a dollar of our time and smashin windows...
throwin tha clocks to tha cement from 3rd story buildin's...
no smiles, just sniffles...
holdin our feelings within to show tha goverment they can't win...
they can't break wat we believe in, we need more religion...
we do not need you to tell us wat to think...
you've brought to us, Bush, tha link of destuctions on tha loose...
it's on tha brink...

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Destructions on Tha Brink, in Tha new Future I See/
Legions of Devils Walkin W/ torchers on Tha Streets/
HEarin screames, while glowin Saints Apear in Dreams/
Demons Stare At ME, I Feel like I'm ParaPelifiic/
I'm Runin Cyphers Like Tha Pharos Era In Eygypt/
This is all Free, Cats Get Burnt W/ Writtens/
I'm spit this in thirsty secconds, U take Thirrt minutes/
My Fitnesss is Metaphysiscs, in Supernatural Dimenson/
I got a rappin Addiction, like Crack when I'm Spittin/
I'm a mental Warlord w/ Metaphors When I Black out/
I see Images of Angles n Demons, as Planets Collapse/
I'm Spittin Flamez like A mouthfull of Matches n Gas/
punches are Acurate Jabs, makein Ya Manibal crack/
so it Shatters like Glass, face it You Rappers are Wack/
net sites are tighter than albums sitton on Moutians of Cash/

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*wipes dust off keys*

Da heat stay on waist, keep it concealed...
cuz once its in vision is when ya cap gets peeled...
let ya blood dry ova night, comes out bein congealed...
rappers gotta learn to step to da plate, but first try playin tha field...

Juts gangtas like, me can hang wit me, an be where where im at...
Keep talkin, an get ya seam split, on da side of ya hat...
penetrated wit quickness, I come wit da sickness...
Witout me bobbin an weavin u still couldnt hit this...
I hit licks, dont flip bricks, otha rappas spit dicks...
but when malice come through only thing out his mouf is quick spit...
Freestlye cypha dats where im gonna become a legend...
Get in my way, an wit my steel im leavin ya brain vegin....
yall bitches aint leavin dat hood tho...
aint even believin im dat good tho...
but ya whole hood know...


lil somethin

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VOTE ON THESE, THE FAVOR WILL BE RETURNED

1 million 2 million 3 million 4
thats how many niggas on my dick on rapbattles forum
you dont wanna step to this im to lethal
you pump regular i pump diesel
you dont want of this and your nigga dont either
i burn slow to your soul like ether
now let me stop i dont want yall to bite me either.

you can drop ducketts in my buckett or pluck it and fuck it

i be makin pimp juice you roll with lemonaid
homie get out of line, i'll split yor fade
my style so fly, i move like a renigade
i move to a new hotel, my rooms already payed
my Ak aint just semi-auto its 3 shot spry
take the haters out monday through sunday

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i spit sick dreams/
whip rappaz like cream/
im steady ramblin these words/
sudden casualties turn into tragedies/
when a pen is in my grip my hand causes catastrophies/
in your mind is where my dagger'll be/
dope is the metaphores i utilize/
enough vocab to deplete anything you devise/

Dark roads surrounded by trees at midnight
I'm high driving at high speed with no headlights
Chillin' out to the max no other way to relax
Smoking bud I won't ever leave tracks
on my arm I'll be stealing car alarms
your lucky charms and anything that will fit in my palm
I'm usually calm, but sometimes I just flip and go nuts
If you don't give me some a' that to sip you'll get cuts
All over you I'll fuckin slaughter you your daughter too
I don't give a fuck about your family fool

im comin to this shit with lightning and thunder
my rhymes is like an enygma, they;ll make u wonder
pretty soon, im gonna have an album on wax
other mc's be mad primitive like Golden Axe
and im using the renegade dwarf
u can call me deacon frost, or u can call me steven dorf
its gremlin, the human slayer
my rhymes comin so hard, other mc's need to take some bayer
im hear to educate, im not hear to entertain ya
catch me smokin mad l's, or catch me playin castlevania

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FUCK COMMERCIAL RAP!!!!

the mufukn defintion of fire

i honestly dont kno y i keep writn shit aint like niggas notice nice nigga when they read one, fuk it ...whoeva do peep this, let me kno what u gotta do ... do u have 2 kall niggas out, if so let me kno and i goin at er'body
how 2 get rob... big sty style lets go

but first let me do this...

while im smokn' this blunt, neva eva quotin' u chumps,
who klaim u totin' a pump, but kno that u dont/
lil' whodie get punkd, u gon wish i was Ashton Kutcher,
for ... sho i will dump, homie im way pass sober/
but in the wrong way, but 2 me's the right way,
when i let that chron blaze, it gotta b a long jay/
and only green dutches, this king touches,
when u puff this green substance, fuk around and need crutches/
eyelids startn 2 weigh, this bout my 14th ... 15th puff,
shardy believe i will neva give this up/
moma raised no fool, and pops bred quitter,
all i need 2 survive is pot, head and liquor/
sportscenter and capital punishment cd,
DU, holla bak, i gotta finish puffn on this weed/

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that says enuff

ill admit im addicted aint no clinic that can rid it from my system cuz im driftin from one high to the next
cuz in our lives theres so much drama so i cope wit marijuana just a simple code of honor growin ever intense
and now the marijuanas cocaine blast it off cuz i feel no pain
yae's numb the insane plain of thought that ive been trained
to sustain, and thru the pain i never strain, keep me focused on the game at hand to further my name...ive made a decision to express only lyrical precision so sharp that i can cut a molecule wit sik fission division. this too deep for some of yall to comprehend laymans is needed cuz im spittin wisdom at a weeded nation full of beatniks hippies druggies junkies jokers tweakers and freaks as long as its heartspoken i cant be broken down or weak...but just the opposite as i composite sketches what fetches these thoughts? i cant determine if its me or some powerful force...burnin inside and tired of hiding from eyes who'll only criticize when they do come to realize, that their surmise, is self inflicted. no matter who they choose to blame, they cant just rid this. no matter who they choose to lie to, the lies inside you, your only fooling yourself if this lines about you. and in the end only you are the one, when said and done, that can change the past by accepting what is to come..with open arms, and no qualms fearless and feelin no harm, breathin to see a new dawn, born from nightfall..tearin at the walls of insecurites laws, which has led us to believe that every human has some flaw, when in reality its fuelin wars. instead of teachin union and

thats tight onedarus

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that says enuff

I feel like worthless shit, why? I cant fuckin say
Been listening to Dre all day but still feelin kinda grey
Because I'm depressed or because I am depressingly sad
Feeling far from Jennifer Lopez singing 'Im glad"
Feeling extremely bad ever since that hour
Tryin to drink water to devour but it was cringingly sour
I know I have the power to lift my spirits high
To the heavens and cry out: Why lord Why?
I feel like shit and I feel all sorts of pain
If I keep feeling like this I will loose all my sane
So I'll just gain my cane and walk to some stairs
Throw myself down them as if anyone cares.....

yea im bak

yea my brains runnin, eyes heavy, this guys ready,
lines im slang cunnin, i fly steady, supply ev'ry/
thing u need, want, and heard about, whether word of mouth,
yea i got birds in route, but im talkn' bout verbal shouts/
ima complete spitta, and im far from a rapper,
and my whole squad holdn, u dont bother w/ clappers/
im justa hustla w/ skills, nuthin for real,
but trust me im real, 38 jeans tuckn the steel/
rhymes i bust from my grill, aint only kause im tryna be touchn a mill,
honestly i just wanna spit, im lustin a deal/
but its past me wantin' , mufuka i deserve one,
the way im words slung, nouns got the verbs hung/
what i do w/ constants and vowel, i promise they wild,
i bomb shit so foul, til im in yo deck and u bumpn it loud/
thru the airwaves my poetry swim, fitted neva low w/ the brim,
holla bak in a sec, u kno im smokn again/

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that says enuff

Drop this girl like a bad habit, she makes me wanna shout..
Whatever we could be, flip it, don't include me, I am out..
Now don't pout, you know what its about, deeper the most..
Josh this girl like a bad roast, but leave her burnt like toast..
I know my lyrics are coming out whack, I just dont give a fuck..
Becaue as soon as I'm done better get ready to feel my chuck..

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pimp, neva take'em 2 hotels, kause i heard hoes tell,
its nuthin 2 make a hoe yell, stay up in a hoe tail/
dont need scratches from yo hoe nails, bang that hoe so swell,
shove it in her mouth til she kant breathe and the hoe go pale/
oh well, she wont the first or the last,
kick game, only purpose 2 smash, if its dirt or its trash/
gimme head til i burst and it splash,
on yo backseat, plus i got stains on her skirt, gotta laugh/
kats mad kause im that nucca yo hoe forgot she wont wit,
kause of the way i pump chicks now yo hoe rump thick/
should be happy i gave her some dick, on the bottom bunk quick,
of u and yo lil brotha's bed, and u still want it/
pimp tongue a curse that'll last, probably longer than me,
i jump in and jump out aint no prolongn' in D/
aint payn' yo hoe no mind, got tha dome and the ass before,
if u dont no the name by now, homie go ask yo hoe/



PO lines
Slick talk'll wet'em, got red-haired birds french lickin' my spaldings that kno nuthin bouta Boston legend/

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that says enuff