TTrimin' off the fat
so I can skim the surface
droppin' jewels and poppin' fools
is no longer my purpose
what's worse is
that I'm the daily grind
with no time for these rhymes
that I left behind
call it a crime
when I start cram-packin' the pipe
but it's a dime
when I finish jam-jackin' the mic
ya'll gotta bite
my flava just to get a little taste
of my fine dine and wine
while you still eatin' paste
cuz you a juvenille waste
of my time and breath
so lay your words down slowly
and accept lyrical death
you'll need some meth
and some coke to keep up with this
you the Boone's Farm of rap
and I'm a full bottle of Cris
go 'head and ****
in your pants while you hear this flow
and when you ready for your lesson
let a brotha know.

50 funkin' views and not one reply
leaves me standin' here askin' what for and why
are u punk ******** scared of the lyrical flow
or are you formulatin' a rhyme that is sure gonna blow
el diablo blanco is the name on da street
and i roll with hard ****** with slippaz on dey feet
23 and loaded, 24 then broke
that's the highs and lows of bidness
when you slingin' that hope
hard to cope with the hustle
and the everyday struggle
piece-mealin' and dealin'
and completin' the puzzle
but you missin' a corner
then they start runnin' the blocks
now you back where you started
chop-choppin' dem rocks
pop-poppin' dem glocks
gettin' back to da top
resistance meets persistence
so you drop a couple cops
serve your time at the rock
while a whole new crop
of young crooks that took your books
invaded your block
now you comin' out tha joint
with 3 smokes and a light
thinkin' you back on the hustle
the newest Frank White
but the night holds the truth
goin' back for your cuTT
yo slut's with some G
you can't afford to buy a nut
now your gut's barkin' at you
you sleepin' under the bridge
can't even catch a second look
from that crackhead midge
that lives in a fridge box
behind the abondoned train
oh how life changes
when you ain't in the game.

about time RED! Where is Bumps or are you his alias?

let it flo!!

bUMPs is <font color="red">DEAD</font>

Yeah thats what everyone wants to think. I like the hint.

this one's for tha hustlas, the pimps, the hos
there ain't no room for weakass schlit
or poorly written prose.
this forum's for rhymin - droppin hot flows
I hit with sharp wit - better watch your nose

comin straight at ya
up in your face
the cold visage of death
your mind can't erase
so don't waste
my time
you can taste
my lime
tequila I killya
when ya still in ya prime

like biggie or 2-pac
you fallin ta my glock
so watch ya mouth - kids
when ya tryin ta talk
i bust one on your teeth
and get up and walk
cause i got tha herbal stylin
and tha verbiage on lock

that is your best one

i never asked
for your ok
i aint rhymin for the benefit
of fans, anyway
i let loose tha flow
ta clear my head
droppin words on the table
****** you butter my bread

I cut loose for tha MOJO
and I pimp for tha TTrim
you just a hanger-on
and your future looks grim.
if you enjoyed the last one
better check out this gem:

you aint got the authority
to critique my rhymes
like the majority
you miss the sublime -
the trancendent -
resplendent -
independent -
the prime
so bow down ta this ONE
i'll absolve your crime.

nah, you blew your wad. shoulda quit while you were ahead.

if you did not want the approval, you would not post them.

keep tryin poser.

Tmojo you're still tryin to flow?
After what <font color="red"> RED </font> sez to me?

"Nobody reads his raps, they're
like letters from Ted Kaczynski"


you gonna need the paramedics
when Spoonie brings his pair a fists

I'm bombin on you &amp; tekks
like Bush did rings of terrorists


I'm about to blow up unlike your Girl
does (she's inflatable :o)

an we only battlin cuz I'm bored...
Ask Hawk, he's available


You know I gotta trick up my sleeve
so come a little closer

Cuz Im gonna mug ya in broad daylight
for the chips on ya shoulder


I think gettin beat by both (http://www.pdga.com/msgboard/showthreaded.php?Cat=&amp;Number=296866&amp;page=&amp;view=&amp;sb =5&amp;o=&amp;vc=1) of me
added twice to your strife

You should put pepper on your computer
just to spice up your life

worst rhyme ever. I've had bowel movements with more creativity.

Spoonie worked both you...

Spoonie 1
Tek&amp;Tmofo 0

http://webpages.charter.net/cptgreenbeard/homies4ever.jpg

phaukin hilarious.

spoonie loves ta talk smack
behind a false facade
posing like you pimpin
when you know you a fraud
good lawd
get some rhythm
and some better inflections
couldnt follow a beat
if you had directions

you gotcha alter ego
ta stroke your kock
think you suckin a d!ck
with your lips round my glock

i'll drop ya jaw little puppet
so pick it up off the floor
and put that dullass spoonie
back in the drawer

good start

where is the rest

Throw your hands in the airrrrrr
And wave em like you just don�t carrrrre
Hey honey wont ya come over herrrrre
and let me nibble on your sexy earrrrrrr

I love a girl with a fat back
A d-cup rack and wild in the sack
I love a girl on Ecstacy sittin next to me
Beggin for some sex from me
I love a girl that buys me a beer
And whispers nasty thoughts in my ear
I love a girl with thong underware
With no care of who may stare
I love a girl thats on the creep
in her new jeep after I give her the *69 beep
I love a girl that love to get down and strip
With slender hips and soft luscious lips
I love a girl that I'm always on her mind
And loves it from behind, that�s my favorite kind

GREATEST RAPPER ALIVE! ;)

parental advisory
explicit content :D

Throw your hands in the airrrrrr
And wave em like you just don’t carrrrre
Hey honey wont ya come over herrrrre
and let me nibble on your sexy earrrrrrr

I love a girl with a fat back
A d-cup rack and wild in the sack
I love a girl on Ecstacy sittin next to me
Beggin for some sex from me
I love a girl that buys me a beer
And whispers nasty thoughts in my ear
I love a girl with thong underware
With no care of who may stare
I love a girl thats on the creep
in her new jeep after I give her the *69 beep
I love a girl that love to get down and strip
With slender hips and soft luscious lips
I love a girl that I'm always on her mind
And loves it from behind, that’s my favorite kind

GREATEST RAPPER ALIVE! ;)



HORRIBLE

word TTaekwon, unoriginal
this thread is dead without <font color="red">RED </font>

let me resurrect this thread
like Jesus funkin' Christ
so put your spoons and knives away
cuz you 'bout to get diced
by the precise lyrical wonder
that got your brow raised
you in the palm of my hand
like a full bag o' lays
you know da phrase that fits
you can never eat just one
I'm spoon-feedin' you inspiration
like you my only son
your one and done and lackin' skill
while they callin' me back
i'm flippin' chips like moneymaker
while you the short stack
so get your crack, light it up
cuz you just got burned
and don't come back to my classroom
without your lesson learned.

thats not too bad, but you are limiting yourself...broaden it a little bit- all you drop is how bad you think you are...like 50 only talks about being shot and wheels for his cars...
Is that all you got? show us the real skills and drop a rhyme where you really got somethin to say- all your doin is rhymin some words...

all your doin is rhymin some words...



and you're not, so get the fu#@ off this thread...
or drop somethin' ******.

no thanks, i just like telling you how you s u c k

<font color="purple"> WORD! </font>

It�s funny to see his boyfriends MisTakeone and fat [*****] Smalls hangin on his nuts
I�m sure its funny watching them kissin and lickin his butt

no what is funny is your self-inflated ego about a skill you wished you possessed. stick to DG...where you can actually back up the ***** you talk. Your flow is garbage.

If you wanna get jacked by the REAL mckoy again, just ask...Lessons are free.

Ah B!TCH your trying me? It�s time for me to explode
Cuz I don�t take no ***** like stuffed up commodes

I�ve never spent more than 5 minutes on any of my rhymes
You work so hard but you come up short time after time

I have to read your ***** 4 times to make it make sense
Your words are lemons and limes so sour, I wence

Even when you try to insult me your on my nuts
next you'll be asking me how to make more putts

Your skills are elementary there is no comparison
Come at me, I�ll battle you anytime! I dare you son!

Come on Red 10 minutes and tickin how long will it be
For you to be exposed as a whack eMCee

I don�t have all day, its getting near 5o�colck, time to go home
whatcha have to say, it�s lame that�s a lock, shine or get gone

I give up waiting on you
take your time do the best you can do
come tomorrow I'll turn you words into pooh
ease your pain by sniffing some more glue

did you really need to say
cuz i could already see
2 minutes on a some *****
that flows like a pee
from a mangled dickk
with a clogged up hole
sprayin' here and there
but never reachin' it's goal
of producin' and reducin'
the pain it must feel
when i whip out my *****
and all the glory i steal
keep it REAL little boy
stop tryin' to front
cuz i ain't got your back
and I don't like to hunt
for the runt in the litter
while i'm hoggin' the tit
am I goin' to fast?
should I slow down my spit...
are you lit or just stupid
can't understand my rhymes?
pick up your pennies and nick's
cuz I'm steady droppin' dimes.


******.

check the mic to the fish messiah
i got my grip on like some loc-tite pliers
got my mind polished like a Giovanna 20
intellect spinnin' and you always wantin'
erybody talkin ***** like they RED'S pimp pimp
but they always come away with they ***** limp limp
verbal spit lyrical hit punk runt always sucking on that
TTrim fish tit
and ery' day geTTin' what you deserve
another dose of a taste of livin' in TTrim's world
but always just out of your grasp
cause you try try try and always fall on that *****
on this board and always hatin'
lookin' for an invite to TTrim and sucker always waitin'
it takes more than being down with the fish or the mojo
it's a doctoral dissertation in the fine art of the slow flow
so ease back suckas' you ain't even on the list
can't hang with the TTrim, the MOJO, or the FISH

Red what up with Takeout &amp; tmofo?
you know, your truly wack groupies...

Just ask shua...they get 'no props'
like low budget black movies

I know they're tryin to spit,
but they're an inferior species

and they wouldn't know crazy sh�t
if I handed 'em psycho feces

Plus Teks only claim-to-fame was sayin
spoonie's rhymes aren't ill

Must've been hard for him to say
He's got 3 teeth in his entire grill

haha! nice! :p

listen up dykehyzer
i ain't nobody's groupie
try colleagues, ya dig.
psycho feces? thats poopy
if you step to the one
you gonna get all
<font color="red">TT</font>rim<font color="blue">O</font>j<font color="blue">O</font>FrishiZZak
is ready to ball
-

ya learn to fear the power
while you stumble over words
i'll put it to you gently,
then flip you the bird,

word?
is
BOND, brother - the force is real,
TTrue Realness?
you feel this?
thats right homie,
kneel
you aint nuthin'
-
****** - a fancy talker
ya better know ya dealing with
a freestylin' skywalker
mutha focker
here's a shocker, trick
a glimpse at the light
<font color="blue">I</font> step to the left
you'd step to the right
sittin back smokin'
ready to ignite
you starin at the barrels
of the RED_<font color="red">I</font> Knight
he's got my back, that's what you lack
you'n shua, the hack?
that's off track, jack
fear the aTTack
shockin' all y'all mutha fukkaz
<font color="red">TT</font>rim<font color="blue">O</font>j<font color="blue">O</font>FrishiZZak.

tmojo, you sport Teflon to the thread,
and still leave wit a gun punctured vest

your rhyme styles in shambles,
****** it�s an unstructured mess


it�s unintelligible, like
you write rhymes in foreign tongue

you can keep takin shots at me dog
but you're not scoring one


I�m gettin frustrated with you guys
tryin to say that you're dope

Honestly you wouldn�t have a chance
even if you were blessed by the pope


This is the end of your life,
and I'm rappin your last given rites

dude you're so weak
I had Special Ed write the past seven lines

so my rhyme style's
just a bit over your head
It ain't A-B-A-B-A-B
like that ***** i jus red
try a breakbeat a stutter step or somethin instead
you get no cred
for the ***** that you ped(dling) on the street
for a nickle or a dimebag or something to eat
i gotta backbeat, ******
so grab the backseat tight
you got ***** that's weak
get outta my sight
sponnie luv stank like poonie
left out overnight
I drive ya ***** insane
wit some verbal delight
so get out of a situation you can't handle
tha mojo flame burns bright, ******
you can't hold a candle.

you just dont get it

all of your rhymes are the same. you talk about how great you think you are, and how everyone else sucks.

Thats weak! Where is the creativity? What else can you rhyme about? Stop limiting yourself. Your just like 50�- How many more times can he talk about a car and the wheels it has? Who cares? And we are reading your rhymes ya dolt- we cant here your mad stlye if you were rappin to us. We read what you write. It is up to you to make sure we get it. Keep tryin kid, one of these days you might have sompthin to say.

you just dont get it

all of your rhymes are the same. you talk about how great you think you are, and how everyone else sucks.

Thats weak! Where is the creativity? What else can you rhyme about? Stop limiting yourself. Your just like 50�- How many more times can he talk about a car and the wheels it has? Who cares? And we are reading your rhymes ya dolt- we cant here your mad stlye if you were rappin to us. We read what you write. It is up to you to make sure we get it. Keep tryin kid, one of these days you might have sompthin to say.



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:eek: what you got josh?

your hip hop homework for the weekend:

De La Soul
The Last Emperor
Boogie Down Productions
Cypress Hill
Fat Boys

scram jones...liquid heat, a dirty pedicure for disc golf feet.
Smoking errant bones, found ona park bench, catchin a sex jones from pin-cushion curb wench......leave it or beat it to death, but stop coughin insults, lungs black from meth......skeet skeet and a fr fr fr fr

fr friZZak - i looked back
read what i wrote
a certain knack did it lack?
worthless to quote?

fr frriZZaks droppin knowledge
a shot to the head
knockin cents in my pocket
to hot ta drop lead
i'll make my peace, forget the battle
i'd be better of dead, than have nuthin more to say than that boosh!t you just read

much better.
good start.
see, even I said sompthin nice

my boy RED with the ill thread
got a prob with what HE said
then i got a prob with u so watch YOUR head
fun and games till i'm done and your speachless
first drop ya jaw physically with MY fist
and keep it dropped mentally with the words I spit

i'm just a young cat
with a stern back
ya hands are no match
to my spiked bat
not my fault that you talked smack
but now you'll think not just react
TTaught to hold my own
never to hold back

Cahill's rhymes are where he wont slack
so tell me what ya feel and yo i'll get back
take it EASY-----E ZZ

Just droppin' back in
to say what's up
to my homies and the phonies
and the rest of you [email protected]' chumps
where's the bUMPs that keep you<font color="red"> RED </font>
from some ***** that was just said
no response for weak flows
not tryin' to waste my lead
go earn some cred from another
maybe your sister or your brother
they'll make you feel special
while you makin' me shudder
i didn't sTT sTT sTT sTT stuTTer
my toungue's smoother than buTTa
spread on the baby's *****
that made Michael Jackson flutta
face down in the gutta
is where you keep turnin' up
my words infest you and test you
like the pi$$ in that cup
so wassup to all my hustlas
that know how to keep it REAL
when you feel the flow you steal the dough
know the flop before the deal
i'm here to steal the blinds
and guTTpunch the deaf
or anyone that ain't listenin'
<font color="red">i'm</font> seasoned more than TThe Chef
i'm the vet of this spittin' sect
that keeps breakin' your neck
from second glances at your screen
keepin' your mind vexed...

... I aint perplexed by
the TTower of Babel thats reflects
T.rue R.ealness I.nda M.ojo
thats tha spirit we project
reject
the body - open the mind
threatcha family with respect
they respond in kind
hold up-rewind - check it back
open your eyes
observe the oneness the (w)hole
keep ya head wise
_realize: make it TTrue
thats all you gotta do
color your own sky
it aint gotta be blue

been lost in translation
a word without meaning
that field lies fallow
no sense in gleaning
any crop -
that don't produce
give it up, what's the use, son
prep the noose
forget the double deuce
it ain't got the juice
to knock ya senses
back in ya head
know your situation
or you'll end up dead
without knowledge
you are just a bird without wings
a rhyme without reason
a bell that don't ring

sliced bread, papa
butter on a roll
to right -much to proper
an eclair for your soul
baked fresh with a passion
to expound and extoll
minutia's the thrill
life is the goal

ya take greed from the government
your left with a shill
i can't even pay the rent
and they richer still
cause its a bitter pill
they shove down your throat
production or death,
far too remote
go back to the inception, brother
and i quote:

We hold these truths to be self-evident,
you circumvent without repent
buy more money to get it spent
all beneath the circus tent
goddamm corporate government
you claim to represent a man
that you don't even know -
i'll only say it once,
so i'll put it to ya slow
Life, Liberty, persuit of Happiness.
that's all we're lookin for, big bro
don't ever get between us.

Muffin, just another profile with no skill
my punchlines will shatta ya whole grill
a whiteboy whos flows spill
like an avalanche
you dont stand a chance
Im not your average man
and I got savage plans
to bust those cursed flows
****** i dont give a ���k if its your first post
What are you on?
and who's Jack Smalls...******, I'm the mafia don
I dont really wanna end you now
lets make it closer
this ****** Muffy is more of a bagger than a grocer
no one wants to read your sh�t
you f�ckin prick
enough with this
crush your spits
when i bust your lip
you'll lose...its a guarantee
versatile with profiles one two or three,
this wasn't a free lesson plus you failed the class
and I expect 15% because i just served your �ss

15%?...
I'll be lookin' for my cuTT
for stealin' rhymes and forcin' lines
that came straight from the guTT
***** what?
you don't think you got that from me?
click page 1, repent your sin...then click page 3
that's where it be and where it's been
for more than a few weeks
you see I bring the big picture
while you scribble in streaks
my flows leak out yo mouth
like the drool on your keys
short-curcuitin' while your jerkin' it
to the words that I speak
you hit your peak with that last one
came up for your last breath
cuz when you start bitin' <font color="red">RED</font> bait
you're fishin' for lyrical death.

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nice beat machine mom
when ju get it...'85?
in the heyday of Curtis Blow
B. Manilow, and Magnum P.I.
get some live lyrical splendor
that the crowd always remembers
from my neurological massage
that's keepin' your brain limber
L-dopa bender, flex the nerve
that one that makes you swerve
not from liquor, smoke or coke
but intoxicatin' words
action verbs that punch you deep
in places that make you weep
subjectin' you to horrors
you only see in your sleep
predicatin' deep fear for your hip-hop life
no prescription for this ill
this terminal strife
so [email protected] a sanitary scapel
i'm filetin' you with my knife

weedfish please.....cursed flows and savage plans?
what you gonna do whatch desperate housewives and get beTTer aquainted with your hand??
and why you gonna bust my man Jackie Smalls the junior Don extroidinare?
Weed fish please.....who, what, when, where?
and what dream is you living like you the mafia Don?
wake up!!!! wake up!!!! somebody turned the faucet on.
lyrically i speak devine intervention from my flows
wake and bake? every day? yeah motha' puffa' it shows
in your de-liv-er-y you seem intellectually taxed
not like my ***** that flows smoooooooth but is saturated and complex
so even though it is in layman terms down right lascivious
yeah fishigga go get your dictionary this is startin' to get serious
but really take a break, chill and get your toke on
cause biTTchfish the motha' puffin' Messiah has spoken

weedsuckerfish, to you I got nothin to prove
I just sit back, relax'n follow a groove
transience - the mark of the spoken word
it doesn't exist unless its heard
much too absurd is to expect it taken littrally
when its got no meaning of its own, existentially

Eniggs couldn't be audible if his name was Mike
plus he wouldn't make SENSE with 5 letters to write
Ha ha-This ****** can't flow and now he's claiming my turf
he just wants me to go first so he can feed off my verse
I came to annihilate you toys starting with RED first
I would go on, but the rest of you boys rap like Fred Durst
Yeah ********, I can spit better...but i dont need to,
I'm 16-0 so far and that was just sneak preview
I'll admit-I won last time by default due to your wackness
but the fact is I beat this ****** in one breath with no practice
When I turn up the heat-I'll shatter your form
It's almost Summer and your raps are still F.luke warm

wow you spit flows that are so dope and mack and hype.
it is very clever how your rhymes are words that are spelled different.

16-0 please!!!!!!!!!!!! Mafia Don i hit the floor with laughter
just like all of the girls you sleep with, you know right after?
they like are you done already? really? uhmmmmm O.K.
awkward silence awkward silence cause they don't know what to say.
**** sounds alot like you you know tounge tied and confused
you think you gettin' one thang and then it turns out not to be true
like sayin' you are the self proclaimed top spitter
but i heard you swallow so whats the diference
either way you chokin on deeks but hey thats your bussiness
the weed fish on two knees that goTTs to look silly
so keep on flowin or keep em flowin if thats what brings you your cred
but understand you cannot measure up to the Messiah or my ace boon brotha' man <font color="red"> </font> RED

******
I'm baskin' in the heat
gettin' my golden tan on
while you in the backseat
nipple pinchin' with your hand on
your fetticini noodle
like you pettin' your poodle
then lickin' the frostin' off
quicker than a toaster struedel
this is a brutal verbal beatin'
without a proper greetin'
meetin' my dicktionary stick
with your headpiece left leakin'
are you drinkin' cuz I'm drunk
and I still bring more funk
than your ***** full o' gas
like your flow...it always stunk
drink some crunk juice and get hype
and stay off the pipe
crack kills but RED's ill verse
will give you new life
and constant strife if you test me
crunch you harder than Nestle's
but you meltin' in my hand
and gettin' this thread messy
get a fresh beat a tight flow
cuz all you ******** know
Weed will make you dumber
but bUMPs will help you grow.

Eniggs couldn't be audible if his name was Mike
plus he wouldn't make SENSE with 5 letters to write
Ha ha-This ****** can't flow and now he's claiming my turf
he just wants me to go first so he can feed off my verse
I came to annihilate you toys starting with RED first
I would go on, but the rest of you boys rap like Fred Durst
Yeah ********, I can spit better...but i dont need to,
I'm 16-0 so far and that was just sneak preview
I'll admit-I won last time by default due to your wackness
but the fact is I beat this ****** in one breath with no practice
When I turn up the heat-I'll shatter your form
It's almost Summer and your raps are still F.luke warm



That verse was hoTT.

Weedfish 17-0.

Its dinner time ******** and everyone loves fish
Sorry theres not much to eat because WEEDFISH is the main dish
Some of his joints pop, but thats just because theyre full of seeds
Weedfish, nah more like SEEDfish, you just fell out from my "tree"
But lets just take it easy on ol' boy RED, hes not very intellectual. I think he's a [inappropriate word] fish, so lets call him hydro-sexual
Quit trying to rhyme in my ocean little weedy, your not verbally fit
Stick to your 5 gallon tank & swim in your own $#iTT

this ones for dem hustlaz

this ones for dem pimps

i got more raps than laundromat gots lint....

bigg time coast to coast coastin
living 20 miles from the ocean
now im playin @ the KOA fo 4 $s a day
tryin match my snap you'll be DOA
pound 4 pound fools are astounded
soundz funny? I get 42 per pound kid
im workin elbows like a rowboat
[inappropriate word] gets tricky like dagger and cloak
your shiz rickety like a run down shack
im tighter than pits bite clickety klack


yo red keep the trimm snipped
and learn a lesson from this quip

my whips a wheel barrow, my gatz a shovel
but when i rip raps toyz better huddle for cover


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my ill type flow carries diseases
watch Redsnapper flounder
from malaria after he sneezes

You're infected
and there ain't no remedy,
plus you don�t want me as an enemy
Cuz I�ve been experimented on in a lab
to be the illest mc chemically

and I'll hurt your frame,
saying me without skills
will burst your brain
I heard your claim,
but Me Versus um...I haven't even heard your name

I'm serious bro,
I'll mix your blood
with the vemon that i spill
let it circulate through your esophagus
then spill out yo gill

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trying to catch wreck with me
I should�ve let you spit twice
so I'd have two wins consecutively
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weedfish you shuld come to the big valley challenge....red and i will both be there............

swim against the currenTT and you're heading to the past
left alone and aghast - your time went much too fast
there aint nothin' worth holding. let it all fade to gray
the future's still comin, so get outta my way
night still turns to day
you gotta work for your pay
step back from the fray
roll up a <font color="green">J</font>
open your mind then hear what I say

this aint no time to be avoiding what's to come
so step up inna middle and get you some

ya let the current guide you
that constant pull inside you
pullin' us where we need to go

the past has since denied you
the history it's supplied you
time is always givin
beTTer give in to the flow.

It's that fertile time of year
time to plant another seed
ready to get ***** poppin'
like we smokin' YOUR weed
my breed is bright green and clean
makin' smilers outta fiends
even with your V-8 juice
you gauranteed to lean
what may seem like reality
quickly turns to fatality
when you dealin' abnormalities
to addictive personalities
cuz shallow thieves don't give a *****
as long as they get they hit
making the larger than life
fade into a little bit
of my memory that you can't see
but I'll never let it be
your expiration brings inspiration
for a god that needs no plea
in me residing
and presiding
over the physical flow
always supplyin'
without tryin'
the knowledge to grow
below the surface livin' great
without pullin' their weight
for Uncle Sam
fu<font color="black">c</font>k a lamb
they were shepherds at the gate
the heavy freight on my shoulders
like a crate full of boulders
but I won't lay it down
like a big bet folder
now I'm older and know the deal
I can't believe they they would steal
two friends with two shots
and the ability to heal.

RIP Rick and Karen...You are loved and missed forever.

TighT flow dog, I hear you bro let that ish all out

don't lie, don't die
in the end we're all gonna fry.
hot crude oil in the frying pan -
beer battered in tatters sits old uncle sam.
dig your own grave, til the end you slave
waitin' on jesus for your soul to save.
get out, get out while you still can
push away the helping hand
ain't no use now
the rest be damned.

uncle sam he was a great man
only now he's gotten lost
working only for the dollar
never minding of the cost
old sam he used to have vision and ideals
but his SUV's stuck in the mud
he's just spinnin wheels

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Filthy on the mix coming straight out of the hell lab
With that with that Dirty [I'm a potty-mouth!] no one else has
Return of the chamber's 36 belt lash
Grouchy,
pale [I'm a potty-mouth!] alky,
the right hooks lousy
but got a left jab
My hijacked flow will give you jet lag
Spit tracks while reppin 619's South East
coming in the ring without my mouthpiece
Cuts in Chinese Morse code,
scratches are gordo
Mixes tighter than Iverson's corn rows
Dope, without ever walking near drugs
A mouth so Dirty, you won't want to share cups
Stolen Ralph Lauren polo appearance
Life of crime, learned from both parole parents...

[email protected]%k your head up like Corn Rows put in by blind giants.
:D