i'm a problem and null-set, ain't no solution
exaggerated a bit, said i'm good and i'm over provin
that i'm average actually close to the best
cuz aparently he got heart and it's buried in my chest
my flow stay mean, permanent PMS, i'm serious
dudes close know i'm it, point-blank. period.

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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all for fun.....

u coming at me like u wanna flex muscle/
i'll pull out the tech... to get u in check... watch u wreck and tumble/
stretch your arms and legs apart like executions by four horsemen/
trying to torch this ? your rhymes burn out of heat like an olympic torch lite/
skill only at 40 percent...no need to go higher than that/
till the real competition comes i wont retire my ass/
the only time u sick with words...is passing influenza germs....anytime u speak your mind/
i'll run threw all your punches...so .like ww 2 war heros i'll "breach your lines"/
if i get a grip of your neck you'll turn blue like ocean waters deep/
squeeze a pressure point in the same area to put u to sleep/
i creep slowly against my adversaries its nessasarry/
to leave u in shame and defeat like samurai warriors getting beheaded on there knees/

~1~

fuck with ransum and get put inside the ground
fix ya face clown... cuz im still fucking around like when you herd u'r bed sqeeky sound
you wouldnt get to the bottom point if you dug 6 feet down
im ryding on this bitch while watching a flick of me and hes bitch
she love my dick.. bet ya didnt think she can fuck and flip
i see ya frown when ya saw me suck'ing her tits
you a bitch and its sad to see you likeing the way she suck'ing my dick
pull out the ice and cherry... got her shav'in cuz she said u like it nice and hairy
shit look alight but scary.. eat my pussy?? WHAT not even if you had the righ to dear me
the plot is for her and my cock to marry...
while your in on the clock im hitting it.... in and out the park like barry (bonds)
never did 69 but she wishing... thought there was something she missing
till ya boy ransum had her pleased before we hit the 69th position
fucking her in different ways with the dice of vision
today im cathlic... tonight were bandits whipp'in her ass like christ decision
im nice just listen.. the only flight you had was a jacket
its like a dead end when it comes to beef cuz i have to back it
the shit talking i dont feel lets just get it crack'in
what the fucks sup?........


lol just bored....

just raw, read odd lines slower...

ransum again, make-up check, fix ur face clown
and he homo, his make-up swim; don't talk with your mouth full, keep ur face down
but onto a better topic, man i'm fly
i could sleep on my stomach, have a wet dream and nut in a bird's eye
Mary-Jane i used to love her, now i love h.e.r.
and write h.e.r. everyday like a whipped young brotha
now she my only vice, i even quit the niccotine
fully focused, Freddy couldn't kill a nigga's dreams
and even tho i get silly sometimes like the first 4 lines
in the Lord i find that comfort when i'm sleepin with lions
so it's kool to be kool, but it's hot when you're not
so to you i'm on fire, now let me see what you got...

*waits for response*

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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sadly this young fuck came at me when i was just spiting out rhymes
he must of felt some type of way.. cuz hes gay..an hes mom the one who wanted 69
pic up a gun an shot it.. brake a car window do some type of crime
cuz all we read from you is boring talk... like readin endings when its game time
LOOK,
no more of the sweet bitter shit, clapp'in this fool what i consider conciderit
Is this bitch illiterit...
if i gave you a manuel on how to beat ransom... you couldnt configue-it
inconspicuos puerto rican that spit that riddle little bit
that'll help cripple and tripple anybody with a little brick
if you aint a gangsta or husttler you wont get it
you got beef then set it.. cuz with a knife i'll swip your life away like i had it on credit
fuck a chip you need stacks.. fuck your bitch.. i did.. and i dont need that
you spit some shit but i dont read that... cuz you blow.. like your knees snap..

stop sucking dick fagget...

callin me illiterate? what the hell
check your vocab, after that learn to fuckin spell
i'm on a different level so u dumb niggaz'll never see me
and he camp out on my dick like i'm a tee-pee
when i claim to be a gangsta? i don't need a gun dude
i feel bad for wastin lines, why would i waste a bullet on you
can't see me, i'm nice, but i'm mean, so you might
lose your life and float away, he flee the scene twice
this fetus shoulda been aborted i supported
his moms with my dick and he's the thanks i get
no gag reflex so he can't hack it
you are what you can't spell faggot...

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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be easy on da boi chip before you blow ya gasket....
you mad at everyone else basically cause you cnt hack-it
no disrepect i seen ya evolved flow but it strikes no fear...
you the first,the last, and the only wit an RV career...
i wld shed a tear for you but naw im good on helpin da weak...
you callin ransum a faggot but you the dyke of the week...
this is hannibal rising i got a vandettah to eat fuccah's like you...
get that angel off ya sig boi god dont even like ......you
this is keystyle so dont get all bent andd sensative
jus call me the reality check head bussah representative..

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lalalalala im bored


advance with actions to anticipate adversary activities/
bad personnal continue to speak to personnel in public.. blasphamy/
savaging equipment to erect machinery made of material like metal/
so serious in the session succeeding safely as i settle/
mess with your mental made genetic gagets stuck as strands in your brain/
insane with flames in games never to be burned out by the rain/
murking maruders as mercenaries try to touch down on my territory/
the message i move fierce with fury will work great to bring grand glory/
coordinating plots for a purpose promoting wisdom or opportunitys/
i was bored when i wrote this....nonsense shit fastasy masterpiece/

lol hahahahahHAHAHAHa........

gotta go eat chicken.......~1~

fearless, frontal factor, featured faction
alternatin actually, articulate assassin
merely mirrorin' miracles, my my my,
love lost, so i lose no matter how i try
or which direction the erection go i win/lose this shit
but i've been blessed with flow so, who want it
you can take that as game or a rhyme, or poetry gone trife
but this a game in the form of a rhyme, this a poem i call life
and i wrote it, does that make me my own person
don't matter long as it ain't your version
this perversion of my mind on a screen is so you meet me
or so i can be me, whatever me means...

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"i'm not deep, you're shallow..... rid of your women, money, power, greed, pride....... only then will you be truly free. i'm not asking you to walk on water....... just float with me."
".........you thinking i'm poor because i don't have any money, now that's rich."

bored...........

i spit a little bit at this little prick
cuz punches lack impact... like splashes from toilets when crap a little bit
im rackless with the rhymes come test me with ya lines
and have gun spray'in more then squeezing on a lime
and i'll have ya mother father confess'in u lived off a crime
cuz u'll be bleeding pirod..this transexual... i'll flip out hollerin bitch its not the time
then switch off-line like you aint pay ya con-ed bill...
an dont snitch...
or post again... say it was an erra with a computer glitch....



i dont know just bored here....

passion particularly pre-success potential
mashin memories of mistakes into the corner of my mentals
instrumental, is what they call beats, and me to a track i'm on
cuz i put in work from morning tonight and when the night hold back for dawn
i'm still on my grind, betterments still on my mind
whichever way the weather went it's still gon' be fine
cuz raindrops heal the parched and sun dry the flooded
and partly cloudy give me shade, still winnin, i love it
how the worse shit gets really it's never been better, yup
and it couldn't get worse, so things are lookin up...

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"i'm not deep, you're shallow..... rid of your women, money, power, greed, pride....... only then will you be truly free. i'm not asking you to walk on water....... just float with me."
".........you thinking i'm poor because i don't have any money, now that's rich."

just a quick off the top


when i go off its like a lighting striking out of thick clouds/
u talk to soft for me scared like u got a bitch mouth/
im taking control of situations replace this fake chump on top/
trying to go against me u get ripped real quick so stop/
engineer with flows i construct and create like architects/
then battle those who wanna flex im fast to start to disect/
injest lyrical spits and infest into your head like brain tumors/
just to bring pain to u in the game sinking u down in the frame like crusiers/

Get out my way, motherfucker if there's beefin' involved,
I'll leap in the brawl, you motherfuckers' eat with a straw
The meanest, swingin’ to knock the teeth from your jaw
A demon in his most evilest form, sleep in a morgue
A beast that’s unleashed when I’m squeezin’ the four
“All you motherfuckers get down and start squeezin’ the floor!
Before the gauge lets your damn brains seap from your skull”
Hit you with the strength of Jesus as you cling to your cross
I’m eatin’ you raw, no time to cook you lames
Swallow you whole, and throw you up like the hood you claim
I’m out of control, No way you could stop the meanest
Testin’ me’s like getting in the ring to box with Jesus
Flat out, I'll lay you flat out, blow your back out
Explosive dopeness, throwin' dynamite in a crackhouse

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just a little irrupted flows... throu up some doe
an bullets i'll have ya face curl up like toes
if you fuck with the flows..... then hommie hold me down
cuz im about to drop... like walk'in into a hole in the ground
patron going around... my niggas drink up
plus some hoes going down... time for them to suc.seed-what!
known to leave'em on the knees and guts
bird's known to be fly.... so im trying find a easy Breezy sluts
believe they need me to achive three before sleep
i mean 3 orgasime..... goig hard ruff in the woods like a wrangular jeep
beef then i strangle ya down to ya feet
an make you kiss the floor..... like life biders thats been reless
im nice niggas dont need to really believe
cuz reguardless im still hang'in..... like midgets with short arm sleeves....
MOTHER FUCKAH.....

RANSUM IS BACK!!!

WHATS REALLY GOOD MY NIG'S!!!!