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Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Meltdown

ima give you dis rhyme
an exposition fa my mind
in a span of ten squared clock ticks
watch how fast my mental click
you xp an im windows seven
im baked wit yeast an you unleveaned
i'll make you eat ya words an
you can call it ya last supper
if dr. suess writes legends
den nigga I AM SAM
and if sam i am
you nothin but green ham
ye u a virus an ya shit is ingrown
[swine]
but i got da remedy like osmosis jones
[lupine]
i gotta clear mind
while yall strung off da chief
like im Nemo long gone
yall nigas still on da reef
niggas wit teardrops
just pussies wit guns
any nigga can hammer drop
step to me watch ya shadow run
cause all dese fools jumpin out wit beef now
not regardin da rumors dat im ill like mad cow
ery day im alive
you playin russian roulette
like you shot at da hulk n got da nigga upset
hourglass drippin down
ya boys playin taps on a musette
call me colt 45 my chamber revolves hollow point bores
fa some reason da game revolve around lyrical whores
who rhyme more circular den revolvin doors
and dey trends an rhymes so predictable
like dey in a revolvin door
an there i'll gun em down
like fish in a barrel
im Purell
an im bout to turn da rap game sterile
i am the one like Jet Li o Neo
da game turned into a matrix
to sum it up i am da worlds hero
stop me?
be easier to divide by zero
horoscope Leo
an if Orion cant shine by me how can you?
every line i just spit is worth dolla value
saliva is gold, dats constant revenue
so i grind words down
den drink em up like carat juice
so build on an conspire
bout da paper makin empire
everything burns
but not my Au civilization <google>
in fire an ice it only switch forms
im a law like energy conservation...


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