if you dont feel like flowing for a while i suggest you leave this thread
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when time ticks in reverse to replay the verse that i spit
i blind shit even though you pussies aint got sight of it
in the time it takes to lose my mind i quickly find its fineness
chained to a tree in my yard you find sanity with kindness
you couldnt smoke this verse even if u tried to pipe this
ya sightless like blind people with shut n seared eyelids
brailin unveils the vision problems of these bitchass goblins pen
that we stick with condoms just to stop the spread of knowledge then
im only screamin in ur ears so i can hear the echos bellow
from a tree of wisdom i watch the mainstream c-walk on bricks of yellow
we up in they crosshairs, they try and Mark us like Camby
stolen ranks get ya colon spanked, want more?, ask ya fam gee..!
from here to DC ,n from the 'd' to the 'z' i be workin da spots
you wanna battle me?, kid you gettin beat like virgin cocks
heres the mic, im urgin flocks of crews to rock it too
im an unstoppable rise while energized by rocket fuel
im bustin with no cussin some rhymes ya minds lustin
grinds be dustin, you's a machine and im ya major malfunction
kid keep frontin, i'll be the one to show ur true colors
got the jutters..? i be bustin through like defective rubbers
i stay stoned,grabbin the microphone, i rock it like a gullstone
i aint gone, if its wack dont worry, its the ill ones im strikin on
you've expired, lit like a lighter i spit fire, call me an arsonist
you fools ill grill, my crew is mad ill, we sick like Parkinsons
i kick words by the herds while saliva stirs the slurs
serve you herbs with harsh action to curb the urge
this verse i purge on the mic to display my sickness
replay my quickness of reaction to the vibe of bitches
try to witness this council'n be so sly and sicklessly viscious
shards to ditches, scar like stitches, crossin rivers discard in bridges
u tards are winless, strapped in boots tryin to walk my footprints
with talk like hoodlums, releasin Havoc, turnin fucks to Shook ones
i'll brush the loose crumbs off the table cleanin the surface
im steamin with verses and cuts thats bleedin with purpose
i think breathin is worthless in a life thats fiendin the uncertain
so im leading these earthlings showin dreamin aint worth it
believe in these words spit, dreamins when u get caught sleepin
ya thoughts weakin and thats when the enemy starts creepin
ya lost feelin and theres no way to finish the proposed battle
minutes are fragile,you rap,?.. then try spittin like a engrosed camal
the birds sing to me knowin we all caged somehow
i stand strung out, like a fiend til the gauge sprung out
i crave touchdowns, inbounds crossin the pylons
walkin with my arms, filled with rhymes stockin like nylons
bombing with krylon, leavin my mark on ur train of thought
u exchanged ya heart for dough and a spot on salems lot
insane or not, remain on a block thats raining shots
i'll give fame a shot, but when hes dead fucka dont blame the glock
my word is born through the sexual relations of thought and speech
i was taught to release my opinions like dogs off the leash
u aint walkin with heat, thats syphillis in ya cocks
ya grab ya dicks when ya talk cause ya shits bacon like cops
and i aint takin no props, im rearrangin ya op-(op-tics)
tics, with slick scripts showin u true slick hip hop
no time for pit stops, dragged by ur leg til ur hip pops
daz be rockin like the ammunition of sling shots
while everything u statin is just sure ful..regurgitation
your lazin while, my rhymes leave ya eyes bleedin like purple hazin
i murder patients intelligence, hey, u said u was authentically sick
you fake prick..! now u afraid to get ripped, its hurtin aint it u bitch
the way ur droppin ur left, ya chin is cravin my hits with fully felt fists
the microphone shows u clones how im utterly amazin with this diss
u fuckin amateurs, couldnt keep ya balance with reinforced banisters
blast ya backwards i manage ta, conquer anyone of ya mans caliber
look see, i aint no rookie, im Chewbacca standin with the wookies
true mobsta smashin u could be's, thats just for playin like footsie
im crushin Anakins, barehands without the mind tricks
robin hoods when i bat men, solo flow without the side kick
trust the rappin star, i aint done, whut u clappin for
im cappin sars, sendin u to the ice age without a flux capacitor
ya mats floored n ya raps insured, i blow heat burnin tree sheets
stay breathin never sleepin, i hired a shephard to murder my sheep
lifes a burger to eat, so throw cheese in that fake ass scenario
u got a better meal, but clogged arteries, so there ya go
i grab the pen with the intent of escapin worlds reality
i will not become a casuality, i will cut the face of vanity
i'll smash the glass of my reflectin image, death seems mad at me)?,
i will not become a casuality, my crew TC resembles EARTHS gravity
im holding it down, i got u attatched to this pavement
u fuckin peasants need my thoughts cause u cravin for some amazment
the underground is but a basement with all noise occurin upstairs
"hip hops state is a sensitive spot homez, so try not to touch there"
im runnin rag'd on this g-spot, u cant stop me with ur knees locked
who i be?(the white peddler from the park where fiends flock)
im gettin fiesty, sucka emcees be takin me lightly
i dont wanna be in the lime light fearin that shit might blind me
grab a shovel and try to find me, the cella dwellin emcee rhyme fiend
u see big things in ur future but its just a crackheads pipe dream
God aint forgave you, ..........stand tall and face facts
i break backs like 9 to 5's and snatch funds like state tax
i conquer the best,like whiteys to da mex, i got u wantin to flex
but u got second thoughts cause i'll be stompin ya tiny chest
gettin marks n chex...! i'll inhale all the knowledge til im vomiting text
they wanna know where u are, they check the hospital desk
i'll split ya face with my fist and lick my fuckin knuckles clean
till they sheen, i'll crush ya huddled team before u touch another schema...
u dont wanna fuck with me, i got missles aimed at the Vatican
to go to hell so me and Satan can get to battlin...
to compare heat, i got these hundred lines from Fort Knox, of course not
i snatched em from that house then later realized it was the Lords spot.....!
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peace fam.....
i am no longer with TC

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