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[|.R.SON.aLL.|]

.. 8.5 Shit Was Mad ill iMO ..

"i Seen a Rainbow Yesterday, Wit Too Many Storms Come, Leavin a Trace Of Not One God-Givin Rays ..is it Cus Mah Life is Ten Shades Of Grey ..i Pray all Ten Fade away ..Seldem Praise Him For Sunny Days ..& Like His Promises are True, Only Mah Faith Can Undo ..Tha Many Chances I Blew, To Bring Mahself to a New ..Clear and Blue and Unconditional Skies ..Have Dried Tears From Mah Eyes ..No More Lonely Cries ..Mah Only Bleedin Hope is For Folks Who Can't Cope ..Wit Such an Endurin Pain, That Keeps `em in Tha Pourin Rain ..Who`s to Blame For Shootin Caine into Your Own Vein .. What a Shame, U Shoot & aim For Someone else`s Brain ..U Claim Tha insane, & Name This Day in Time ..For Fallin Prey to Crime ..i Say The System Got U Victim to yo` Own Mind ..Dreams are Hopeless aspirations ..in Hopes Of Comin True ..Believe in Yourself, Tha Rest is Up to Me & U"

Left Eye - Waterfalls

[Haz]

9.

That shit Was just Pure RAW.
KILL't it....
Emotion... Word's Put together.. Structure.. Realness... Metaphors..
Etc...





My dude, want a hand out, wait in line
But the clock's still tickin' man you playin' with time,
It's so sweet
Thought I was fucked up with no shoes 'til I met me a nigga with no feet
Tried to help niggaz, some niggaz I couldn't
That's my mom in me, I love niggaz I shouldn't
Dudes wanna shoot 'em 'til he nailed
Some wanna threaten me, ruin my health
Let me teach you a little something 'bout depression
Ain't shit you could do to me I ain't already thought about doing to myself
I'm the voice for the youth that's living with no reason
Fuck record sales, I give 'em something to believe in
If your day starts in that broken home
Though we never met, 'least they feel like they not alone
Like I was back when I was tryna' find dip
The tsunami came through my hood in nine six
And tried to murder dog,
I took a little dive
Then I got on my surfin board and kept slidin'
Feel like A-Rod, some say his time's up
Boo a nigga at home, yup I'm in my prime But
he by far the best player on the team
And then turn around, drop 'em to the bottom of the lineup

[|.R.SON.aLL.|]

I Give That Verse a 10,
Mos Deffo Was On Point Thru Out Tha Whole Verse ..
Joey Ripped That Shit
I`ll Post Up another Verse in a Few

[Haz]

Cannibalism is livin in my metabolism
Givin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms
That's all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood
Boriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs
Leavin the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin
The Armageddeon is lettin demons slip into Heaven
Goin back to spiritual ritual times
What you gon' find - shiftings of Satan in critical bind
Nevermind, I do that often, I've risen often
Bust out my coffin, I'm a livin abortion
Battled the Devil and deaded his demons
Trained other beings to be in his different levels of Hell,
still screamin
Seein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded
Know the Chinese exploded
Know they run with Gotti who know it (check it)
I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man
I roll with Cuban makin junk to jams
That's all I'm knowin and I'm never kneed
All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin punk motherfuckers bleed
Fuckin with me, better hide yo' seed
Better think twice, before you ride on me
Cause I'ma lift your weight,
then I'm droppin you in the incinerator
Then I'm hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator
That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga
Oh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da?

[- Mutual -]

9 man that shit was dope
i loved the structure n shit
who wrote it?

The price of fame I think I paid, want my change I done gave
E'erything in my possession for my seconds on the stage
For my name up in lights and multi-million record sales
I done gave up my life, can't get a moment to myself
When alone I ask myself, is it worth it? I ain't perfect
Neither is anybody else, but I think my kids deserve
To be with Daddy out in public without all the interruptions
When the lies and gossip's published I'm the topic of discussion
And I stay in trouble just to show these suckers I ain't lost it
And I'd do it all again that's the funny thing about it
I ain't playing, boy I'm 'bout it
Will I change, boy I doubt it
I done been a lot of things, I ain't never been a coward
See the paparazzi crowded all around me now
Same niggas who was dissin' want a pound like I'm C now
Showered with support from my adoring fans
They hear T.I.'s arrested they're like here we go again

[Haz]

5.

Wasn't really Feelin It Like That ..



Some think that nothin about it is good
He got what every nigga dreams of, he's out of the hood
So why we all sit in the hood cryin liquer
He's in heaven laughing like "look at my niggaz"
They all sobbing, them tears aint stopping
God throw em a sign and let them know I'm still watching
Time passes and things get poppin
Like "He woulda wanted, if he was here that woulda been his option"
It's back to old times as if he just popped in
You had to take somebody Jesus not him
All my real niggaz put a lighter in the air
There's a fighter in the air
That cloud right there
And I know my time is coming like everybody elses
(But) But by then I hope that everybody felt this
Always that one hateful nigga make it seem like everybody's jealous
Somebody here don't like me breathin
I know somebody here's tryna spite me steamin
Spite how I ride these Sprees and dap me
Goin to projects, at the end of the night I'm leavin
One of my old mans has now burnt out
Mic off me, never know how things turn out
Cuz even your close friends'll steal ya
Come to think of it, I could be real cool with my po-tential killer
That's called taking the bitter with the sweet
The skip with the verse
The gift with the curse
Somebody wants to see the kid in a hearse
But I'll die for this rap shit, clips will disperse
Kill for this rap shit, it gets reversed
Murder you lethal (So)
So don't watch if the convertable bleeds you
Take your pick with the clips
How you want it, reversible or see-through?

[- Mutual -]

6

wasnt feelin that verse as much as the last but i dunno

(A!) Alert, assassins at large allegedly
Automatic artillery, angrily aimed and aggressively
Accurate AK's angled all ways
Adversary afraid as active ammunition abraise
Accumulated an alias after arrested
Accompanied armed accessory, as an adolescent
(B!) Bridge Benz brolic burner bringing brothers
Betrayer's bodies briefly be body banged bleeding brothers
Blades blasting brave bashing Brooklyn bullet busters
Big biscuits barrels blazing be hating bitch boasts and bluffers
Borough barricaders beat bringers brutally blast
Bringin blood baths (C!) cover cowards corners collecting cash
Confirmed convicts committing crimes clapping cats
Creeping cashiers causing characters comas, capping crabs
Chaos causing, clearly commanding Cee-Lo
Cocaine capsule caps colored, capturing customer's C-Notes
Confiscating combination, counting cream capulating
Cocking calibur chromes creating casualties compensating
(D!) Domination devoted dealer devastating
Determination demonstrating, devine dedication
Debating drug deals, demanding dough distributed
Definitely dividing double-digit dollar dividends
Drama declaring demolishing domain dozer
Directing dumb-dumbs doing dummies dirty disarming Dojos
(E!) Estimating earnings enlarged and economically
Equally educating each exercising equality
Eliminating, expiring enemies eradicating
Erasing evidence every element evacuating
(F!) Fake fraud faggots fronting for fame fleeing from flames
Firing full-fledged four-fours forcing flesh from frames
Fortune fanatic, follow formats for funds faithfully
Fuck five felonies, furiously fighting for freedom fatally
Frigidy, frantic fighting FEDS feeling fearful
Finacially fortunate, flipping figures from fifty-fifty
(G!) Gambles gathering grants, grabbing gauges, gangsta ganks geeks
Getting green, Guess garments gleaming, greatly gaining G's
Ghetto genius, genuine gestures gracefully guide
Government generals gradually generating genocide
(H!) Head hoodlum, hitting heads heavenly, hypnotizing
Hire hitmen harnessly, holding heaters, hospitalizing
High holding hammers hectically hitting herbs, homiciding
Helicopter hijacking holding hostages, horrifying
(I!) Intellectually infinite imperial idol infamous
Inhale the Izm, injecting intelligence in ignorance
(J!) Jungle jump juggler, jaw-jabbing jeopardizer
Jacking jewelry jingles, jackknife jigging jittery jivers
(K!) Konnivers, knowledge key, keep a king, keep a kingdom
KKK killing, keenly keeping kosher
(L!) Living legitimate, legal license, Lex' lasting longevity
Luxury life, language lacing lyrical legacy
Lighting L's, loudly lounging living large like Luther
Loading long Lugers lethally lullabying losers
(M!) Maneuvers, made miraculously, microphone majesty
Music messiah mastered money making mathematically
(N!) Naturally negative, Notorious, Naughty Nature
Nasty New York nigga narcotic negotiator
(O!) Observator, oppression obstructing originator
Organized official officer oxen operator
(P!) Plot participator, plan powder pushing premeditated
Po-Po partners patrolin preventing payment
Prosecuting penny pinchers, prison penalty permanent placement
Packing powerful pistols punk plea and player's playing pavement
(Q!) Quote – "Queen's qualifyed quantity quality"
(R!) Rulers rule righteously rightfully royal rapology
Real revolutionaries rather regulate rivalry
Rampantly raising raiders rampagin relentless rivalry
(S!) Semi-sub, snub slugs sniping sharp shooter
Smacking soldiers silly severely shanking stupid (T!) troopers
Terrorizing, terrible thorough thug terrifying
Toting two tecs, taking territories thoroughly thriving
(U!) Unifying ultimately uplifting uncivilized
Unique understanding universally utilized
(V!) Visualize vocab victoriously vocalized
Versatile vice-versa verbals viciously victimize
(W!) Wise willy witty wisdom waging wars wisely
(X!) X-Con (Y!) yapping y'all yearningly (Z!) zig-zag Z!
(Z!) Zig-zag zigs involved weighing Zambian Zaires
Zodiac zone and Zulu's, Zion's zap a zillion zillionaires
(Y!) Yo you yeah, yesterday's youth yearning your yen
You yellow-bellied Yankee ying-yang yelling "yes"-men
(X!) X-rated, ex-African, X-Man
Ex-leaders, ex-Clarence, X-Malcolm, X-Clan
(W!) We want war, World War, world-wide warning
Walking with weapons we wacking walkie-talkie wearing wardens
We with whatever, want what whyling wherever war went
Warlock, warpath, warfare, warriors and Warren's – wait, what, why?

[complexity]

test

[Cazmatrolium]

8.5 for da Papoose verse, dope shit!

We gon' bring it to anybody who want it
you want it? you gon' get it
Man when we gon' hit 'em
chew 'em up and spit 'em out
<spit> too much venom
and if you roll wit em
we gon' fuck you up wit 'em
i got too much momentum
movin in my direction to lose
my shoes'll explode as soon as you go to step in 'em
You know how we do it when we do how we do it
and we come through, g-unit d one two and Obie we all move
like assasins, ski masks and gloves
consider this as a warning, disaster comes
faster than you can react to it, just ask Marx
we are fizzast, fuck your little bitch as up
We are not killas, my vato will have you shot though
drag the little body on fuck like kim osario's
little sorry-o ass, go ask B-Real
We burn Source coovers like fuckin Cyrpress Hill
then in the Ninties when you was in diapers still
Shady Records, you better believe the hype is real
This is no joke, i don't smoke, but i toke
enough second hand to make my fuckin P.O. choke
I'm an O.G. you're fuckin wit a G.I. Joe
BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la vida a loc?
i'm a psyhco, mariah aint got shit on me
when i retire i'll be spittin baby food on peep-
le it at San Ceedrow Ranch huddled up next to a em with hello kitty on slippers on humpin her legs
you ever had your cap peeled back? or your shit pushed in?
I'll put my blade in you like a fuckin pin cushin
slice your ear clear off, Schmirnoff and Hen dawg
I'll show you how to fuckin kill a man like Sin-dog
Nobody told you that i'm loco esse?
I lack every sane chemical in my membrane
I'm Slim Sha.. DY and the D's for dees nuts
and you can get each one for free so feast up
i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm having a E party
for easter, please come

[Brah-Vo]

eh. 6


Cecil Rhodes sold war and genocide
Into the countryside just to get his shine on
I fear what De Beers and his peers use to do
Before the world really knew, just to get their mine on
Making paper with slave labor
And hitting little kids with life time bids making them cut and shine stones
Inflating the price and making them look nice
And I wasn't thinking twice when I was putting mine on
About a young shorty in Sierra Leone
Or other conflict countries that people call home
I figured I would never go to Angola
So it never did affect me there, maybe indirectly
That my neck leash was funding a rebellion or a military coup
Started by militias that don't believe in following none of Geneva's rules
I was brushing off the haters, trying to be cool
Didn't have a clue that the rapper was helping the rapers
Raiders of the villagers, pillagers of the schools
Shooters of the innocent, torturers of the witnesses
Burners of the businesses and my bracelet was the fuel
Uhh, I ain't pushing an agenda homie
I'm just pushing the facts, fuck Bush
Cuz there's people doing worse on this earth and there black
I took it for years now let me bring it back
We all know on foreign shores that they finance wars
But ask yourself do they finance yours
When I first got mine I took them out on tour
Didn't know they lost half the value when I took them out the store
Or it was full of moissanites and cubics
But the jeweler knew I was stupid
And that I couldn't prove it
Feeling like I need it because I do music
To impress the groupies and the interviewers
So I didn't appraise it, nor did I loop it
Even gave them to my girl, thinking I was cupid
Homies was all hate hoping they could make me lose it
Creeping through my own hood knew I had to remove it
I see the Russian Mafia, the Jewish Mobsters
The undercover terrorists and the traps for the hustlers
Homie it's a wrap for the nonsense rhyming
Props to Kanye I call this Conflict Diamonds



sounds even better when he be spittin it !

[- Mutual -]

8 prolly

Aiyyo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin, cause they be actin maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks run
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
I'm sliming pills or roaches, we sprayed and disinfects
and twist the necks of rappers till their spinal column disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
Hit's a snare and bass in a track fucked up rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
I got some meat to mince, some fruit to stomp,and then two feet to rinse
I greet intensive ladies, I spoil all your fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the only one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator
There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My a capella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite
Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been clever ever since
My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O
So I'm assuming all responsibility
Cause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's
Mic messaler, slamming like a wrestler
Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is speacialer, My skill is intergalactical
I get cynical, act a fool, then I send a crew back to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd rather let a tractical, tactful, track tickle your fancy
In fact I can't see, or can't imagine
A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
This is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
Plus the man who never had a plan B
Be all you can be, cause once you make an instant hit
I'm tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit...
I'm Infinite