i smoke bud so much, i get past high, passin blunts to myself, in past-lives, mask tight, chloroform and a flashlight, cloned the form of Cerberus, last night, that tight, im like a ceilin fan, im that fly, library flow so know im stacked right, wrapped tight, weed sweet as a sugar cube, keepin me from sleep is what the sugars do, im a boogieman, slicin you like a hooker tooth, cat worshiper cannibalistic death spread outer circle kindergarten cop priestess doc martin
Yo I draw my knowledge from the of experience my past-lives Hindu tactics, red dots between ure eyes/ don't try and run from it; The words loaded; I be bombing s*** up like pirates Ure optometrist can see but can't remove the fear up in your iris/ I'm sky high b****, I be cooling like a ceiling fan; See the red eyez, what, u think that I'm the boogieman? Naw, I'm half-dead…… wielding bats and battles axes with more heads; than cerebrus My homie I'll leave u breathe..less; I'm both cocky AND conceited, I see your dudes gas u up with more mileage than cars compacted like sugar cubes, Now I ain't one for feuds, got the smoothest moves, I be headlining parties like chloroform in news, Got no times for fool, fakes, nor u fairies, Leave this rap s*** alone and stick to the library Stay in school u B****es! Topics Lip balm Stools Highways Paper plates Trash bags
My name stays on your girl's mouth more than some lip balm Welcome yourself,grab a stool,somethin to sit on Grandpa stories,we ain't stressin cause it's Friday Litter your mind like paper plates on the highway Gonna grab a trash bag quick and throw ya Sittin' on grasscity right now,enjoyin' the morning and the culture Topics: Morning Night Sun Moon Stars Planets Flowers Grass
im hiphops 'knight' in shinin armor so you could stop 'mournin' now absorb the sound.. i'm like the sun son i'm what this planet orbits round dormant star set to blow like red giants and draw the moon to my storm to drown carry the planet on my shoulders, to me the weight of this orb a pound like grass i restore the ground with vivid colorful imagery you could call me a florist now i speak clearly no morse alllowed, after i grace a mic inside it rigor mortis found topics- blank cd piano tarantula shower curtain thermometer metronome street lamp ornaments
Im so dank, i can make people thank me, for a blank cd, cant see me, and so street lights, turn on when i walk by, same tempo metronomes got me cockeyed, but i talk right, so the beat doesnt matter cause im tree deep like conifer, im hotter than the top of a thermometer, can never answer ya, always lookin for a faster way to handle ya like a tarantula, ornamental bodies in my attic son, cause im an addict huh?, but i aint had enough, my family and me, we do need ammo, so i can get more key than, two pianos, yup now were workin, struck with luck now were wrappin you up in a shower curtain, Topics: Greenest of the green Abstract BioDome fridge Hourglass Seamstress Mundane End of the universe
Best believe I'm the meanest of the mean, cleanest of the clean, Smokin on that piff, you know? the greenest of the green, Lines seem abstract until the whiplash snaps back, Shootin for ya backpacks, so you betta be ready to back track, Smoking that 'bud wit doyle', always prone to fire chrome even pauly shore couldnt escape my bio-dome, Temperatures colder than a fridge, becoming difficult to live, So I relax and just smoke piff, watch the hourglass laugh in my face, Sand fallin at a massive pace, cant even get a chance to have my say, sow up a plan, call me a seamstress even though I seem stressed, I'm just mundane, but noone understands the way I feel the blade in the fingers of my hands, this shit is gunna end with a stupid verse but i tried, even though its the end of the universe. Topics Jack and Jill Television commercial Apple pie Evicted Hurricane Sandstorm Coca Cola Motion sensor
jack and jill ran up the hill to fetch a pale of water but they never came back i hacked and killed em and collected pay for the slaughter i wanna destroy this commercial world, girl watched the tv and it taught her that the worth of a mans in the purse in her hand and the blingbling that he bought her god we're, on a sour path lemme inject it with sweetness, taste this apple pie cause im about to reveal the sad truth capitalism is captured by see i knew these folks, who were broke, in their farms where their passion lies but they got evicted.. property restricted they lived there half their lives man sometimes, life hits like a hurricane and you cant prepare for a bad storm hindsight twenty-twenty but lookin aheads like tryna stare through a sandstorm hands torn from holdin the hot mic, the spot light, handle business like coke's inventor and if anything's movin up best believe that i blew it up they call me motion sensor topics epicenter seismograph sea glass yoda permanent marker mathematics ember coral reef
At the epicenter there's no mentor or a judge No seismograph to pen these tracks I make into the mud Once held a grudge from a friend whose love defied belief The lies and conceit hid deep beneath the surface as a reef So much beauty contained I choose to explain as a burning ember A permanent mark left onto my heart churned on that cold December... The hate-filled trails of a man as he tries to understand, a new addition to his life Once the love of his life, cuts deep like a knife So he goes to throw it all away Racing to play it all back like facing Yoda he asks How did the sea glass come to me From his own souls reflection He is shown the connection how she came to be TOPICS ----------------------------------- 8 ball ceiling fan sundown desperation luck refreshing footsteps victory
Shake the mighty 8 ball to reveal my future fate, Sit back, so pleased with all these putrid shapes, When I hallucinate, my mind is so precise and fine with the moves I make, But you dont know the way im feelin man.. head spinnin round n round like a ceiling fan, its getting dim like sundown, Time to pass the blunt round, Smoke this skunk now, Cuz the desperation, for a nice high, for meditation, Dream about luck and gold, not fillin with hesitation, Its refreshing the way I spit, Flow, imagery, hot lines with a major twist. I think imma retrace these footsteps now, and you bastids should get down cuz this victory is history, Aint no body missin these verses when I spit em so intricately topics Tropical island High definition Airplane Signals Surgical Babysitter Ice cream Muscles
i spit the type of shit make eyes pop out they eyelids, hot as "tropical islands" undeniable climate, "signals" of a god? im not a personal believer, verses put to sleep undergoing "surgical" procedures, "airplane" fly, pussy boy, my teams here to stay, like "babysitters" promisin kids "ice cream" to behave, say you got a lambo but you might be a little late? ...thats like havin a "high def" widescreen in a cave, I be gettin paid, you either use or lose your "muscles", n i dont lose, i rather be caught doin the cupid shuffle, ...11 bars in n my tasks complete so ima cut it off short n be the last to speak, magnetic force abundant Pantera corn flakes gas prices inevitable the Octagon voodoo dolls
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bold n arrogant, throw your body in a hole and bury it fuck a foreign whip ill pull up in a "golden chariot", wit mad skunk, blunt of that funk, you *****s playin wit fire, like smokin cigarettes at a "gas pump", "high voltage" flows shock you yea im holdin it down, only problem is the "power outages all over town", take your bitch, this is certain, not a hypothesis, she loves how i supply her with more wine than "dionysus" sex in the air, dont let THAT smell out, fucked her face so hard her "contacts" fell out, roll up 100 different strains call it the safari spliff ...smokin to bob marley on my "rastafari" shit chillin wit the devil, hells home, never greater, bombs on a bus i got a "cell phone detonator", do it now, never later, get higher then elevators, lifes a bitch but if she left thered be no way to replicate her inner demons the fresh prince of bel air domestic violence aderol Clay Guida surfboard reumatoid arthritis table manners
yo im colder than the winter season, and i got no hold on my inner demons, im quicker speakin and never spit stale air, been fresh since, the fresh prince of bel air, who the hell cares, i've been blessed with silence, beat these bitches on beats, its domestic violence, text is silenced, i had it all but lost it to adderall, check the science and the law, not sick after all? an emcee, im crazier than cassius clay or clay quida, guy against me, i'll bash his face or break teeth up, i get paid in waves so i work more than surfboard, rheumatoid arthritis from writtin, thats a work sore, and where the works stored, we bang the hammers, do it while we eat we speak with no table manners, with that dope flow im known as a faithful spammer, drippin paint sins severed limb brain matter darkness abyssal contemplate necrotic
im known for purchasin priceless whips n piffin dank, ...brand spankin new off the lot, still "drippin paint", but it aint all smiles n new shit, this dudes sick, quick to pull a burner n shoot clips, is this an issue? make it official...n n i dont mean by blowin a whistle shoot up your funeral n put holes in "necrotic" tissue, try to fight the evil, sooner or later the devil wins, walls decorated with "brain matter" and "severed limb"s, surrender to the "darkness", take you on a hell ride, have *****s throwin up thats never been car sick, if i shot for the stars id prolly fuck up n hit a plane, cuz my talents as unexplored as the "abyssal" plains bermuda triangle polar bear needles chicken alfredo spinal cord strenuous master mechanic training wheels
I'm quick to sicken ticklin throats with my writtens till I cough like a kitten Bitch's thicken eatin chicken alfredo, afraid ho? I could shoot a tomato out a tornado Let go of those joints and let that spinal cord get mangled Act strenously to untangle before your neck get's viciously strangled Entangled in horror looking up at Antartica's aurora You'r just a polar bear adorer who fell short of being an explorer Like a master mechanic who's still fixing training wheels You won't get a deal fixing automobiles in high heels I seal lips with needles and leave mouth's at angle's I spit so much spangle you get covered up like a plane in the Bermuda Triangle List ( Someone kill this): External Milano Stiletto Venomous Methane Calligraphy Metropolis Parallelogram
im king ***** you just a rook in a chess game, i explode like open flame instigating "methane", cobra like flow, shits "venomous", its evident, you rappers are insects without the "external" skeleton, thread fulla of artists, only half of which can spit wit me, im hard to understand like japanese "calligraphy", heres a little message out to anybody poppin shit, lock your lips or ill pop some clips n destroy the whole "metropolis", my chronic is, astonishin, got work, we servin hella yams, steady collecting n stackin green "parallelograms" aint got no time for throwin signs in the ghetto, deck hoes wit flows sharper than a "milano stiletto" victorian mansion Will Ferrell the nile river vaginal discharge jersey shore low blood sugar fashion statement molecular gastronomy
Decked up in this G shit, I decide how this story'll happen, Pad got more square footage then a victorian mansion, My smoke'll knock yall out, need to get your lungs checked, I'm the type to rush your house like Will Farrell, and put my balls on ya drumset, (nh) And you dont make me wanna pull this card, Flows so nasty like some vaginal discharge, Whats 34? The total number of people who watch jersey shore, I seen and heard the gore, 5 time champ, Got the 'T' just call me booker, Check ya glucose Cuz ya got low blood sugar, you take some sweets, I take massive cash in payments, front page magazines like I was a model makin fashion statements, When it comes to bein ill, I will cuz I gotta be, I'll cook you on different temperatures, Watch the chemical process like molecular gastronomy topics Tennis racket File folder Poker chips Metallurgists Scientific Cheese pizza Tattoo Pillow case
sack fulla white, more squares than "tennis rackets", out in vegas wit "poker chips" loaded in my leather jacket, metal like "matallurgists" they act hard n i let em have it, i talk alot of shit on the track but i bet i'll back it, they get vivid with verses i call em the de-fake-tails, get "scientific" growin trees, break out PH scale, garden come alive, abundant with sweet reefah, fuck a "cheese pizza" pepperoni's a key feature, haha im gettin doe, so i wonder why these hoes wonder why i need a fuckin "file folder" for my hoes numbers, my "tattoos" literate... ... ill put yo ass to sleep, K. Hart style, without a "pillow case" shutters indigestion colossal george lopez grasscity maui wowie calibration laughin to the bank
Think your hard? I'll make your parents shudder Turn to casket shutters you bout hard as butter I'm a trapper who'll take colossal shits on rappers I don't have indigestion, put em all on my platter Tejano, I ain't Lopez from the T we much badder In the D now but on grasscity I'm like an adder Snake in the grass puttin poison in your maui Lace you up, grimy shit, ya boys can bow to me I'll shoot straight through ya, no re-calibration Then laugh all the way to bank, we celebratin Topics: Microwave Johnny Vegas 1800 Kush macaroni weapons lions Carl's Jr.