The GUARDIANS unleash@@@
there greatest weapon****
to stop SUPERMAN PRIME$$$
the deceased@@@
like MARTIN “Get ta Steppin”****
they excel then stop on dimes$$$
the technologies divine$$$
thats how i hurled there behinds$$$
at speeds that make STEPHEN HAWKINS stand up and literally say “Thats a crime!!”$$$
ok fine$$$
in due time$$$
mankind$$$
eventully shines$$$
We up on SRK exchanging flavor like we peddlein clementines$$$
swingin threw oaks***
and pines$$$
untangible like fog or smoke***
for your minds$$$
and always on the grind$$$
unconventionally fresh like hanging your sheets outside on clothes lines$$$
threw flu and strep throat///
ive flexed both///
righteousness and evil to the upmost///
I rock a Orthodox life style now…before i rivaled DUTCH SHULTZ///
but if you got jokes///
and try to indefinletly delay my pulse///
i pull heat that could make every cow in Wisconsin instant pot roast///
MAC elevens and ISRAELI issued TAVORs///
hell we SRKers endure///
like ENDOR///
and capture hip hop raw///
and pure///
“however” and “therefore”///
elequent speakers like RABBI ELI MANSOUR///
if you love it then its not a chore///
think about that yall…///
i got you cats questioning your own anatomy…like felines and “dew claws”///
with a “PARADE of STARS”///
that i can always call///
yeah with the soul of LOU RAWLs///
either by telepathy or this celly in my paw///
simular to when LAUKORN GODDIMUS was collecting the “ARMOR of MARS”///
im over whelmed like im at a candy store///
…to many nice bars///
I’m the rookie of the year
Yeah they call me Trapstarter
I play softball
But my ball game harder
Got Army guns yeah they call me the Nigganator
I clapped that bitch Obi did to Vader
Swag so stupid, you would think it was a dream
Bitch this is a Night Terror you couldn’t begin to dream
One from the OG,
a true master of rhyme has to remind
that the faster ya climb
in the mind makes you a master of time-
and even space like Hiro from heroes
so never fear those
lessons you learn from pain, life and even wierdos
cuz everyone’s a teacher when you’re lookin’ for learnin’
everyone’s water so if you’re cookin’ and burnin’-
take a look around, there’s a lesson to be gathered
in everything you live or see, the best is when you’re badder
than the bad or confict, the good comes when you stomp it
think when you’re calm it’s- the key to your bondage-
escape from the shell by releasing your pain
best believe holding that shit makes you weak in the brain
I speak to explain for all those stuck in the matrix
get out your own way bitch, ain’t no reason to blame sh*t-
life is what it is, but if you see with the mental
you see heaven and hell are concepts & your body’s a rental
the world’s a school of hard knocks or a big round playground
look to the good and play and homie you’ll never stay down-
and that’s the whole point, to ascend to a higher
level, so ascend and fulfill your desires
raise your higher self and break the grip of your pliers
trust me, do just this and you can kick it in fire.
Living hip hop…so yeah I call everyone “SUN”$$$
puttin work in with no labor unions…quality is job one$$$
when i write these puns$$$
you can hear my cerebellum@@@
and frontal###
lobe%%%
hum$$$
future MAGGELIN@@@
we jumpin in and out of portals###
to use comodes%%%
at theme parks leaving those in line dumb$$$
when I attest to the Prime-ordi-al^^^
you say KUN thats according-to-you^^^
i can see we excelin at speeds beyond@@@
phenominal###
as if we got the star from BEWITCHED’s magic wand@@@
all systems nominal###
only kosher cuisine blesses my abdominal###
I remeber kicking it on Crenshaw playing dominos###
eating MC RIBS from Mc Donalds###
but now on this righteous path***
I uses a new type of math***
this can range from how I treat people…or slaughter a calf***
burnt offerings for my people will be back in effect soon***
Happy Chanakah to my fellow SRK jews (pounds chest and points up to the moon)***
but dont think because i keep it kosher that i want flip$$$
the script$$$
i can still hurl mc’s across vast waterways and watch them skip$$$
im just intellectually hip$$$
esotericlly rich$$$
when you saw that i posted you grinned and said “That ole son of a bitch”$$$:woot:
my kness are getting bad but i can still bboy a bit$$$
every once in a while i will let it rip$$$
and pose hard not smiling in pics$$$
like SOMALI pirates on ships$$$
click below for ridiculous pic$$$
It’s 2009
And I’m through doubting rhymes about getting mine
So lemme tell you my resolution for this new shit
You can think about gettin yours while I just do it
9 years ago I wasn’t supposed to flow on forums
Y2k, they say, "should have slowed him"
But I busted though year after year with Oceans
Talkin 'bout how I was about to drop all my soldiers on em
Walked into class talkin too fast on some double time shit
My teacher dropped her Folgers and um…
I told her it was my flow that burnt her lips so she began to hold em…
…My nuts that is.
Chorus:
Deez
nuts
in
ya
mouth. Happy new year ladies!
Feel the wrath of me
I?m what you bastards seek/
You flash the heat and
Flash dancing
Get you wrapped in sheets/
Actually,
half you niggas ass to me/
You trash on streets
And me? I?ma
Catastrophe/
You going against the God
son, and that?s
Blasphemy/
I?m a NY Giant and
niggas can?t get pass the d*/
pause
walk by ya bitch
and she flash her teeth/
thoughts flash in my head
could have ya bitch
go get cash for me/
human mule
open the box
she could stash the ki’s/
two pairs of lips
one locked
she don’t chat to d’s/
ding dame
she was doomed
from the start son/
that fuck nigga was poon
without the dart gun/
harpoon any nigga
if he start some/
no fantasy
debs got more gil
than a shark lung/
plus i stand behind my bars
i’m in arkham/
from gotham city
queens boro with
them large guns/
arch thum
take his bitch and get sucked off/
her mouth get
whats in the wrapper out
like duck sauce/
now it’s passed to me/
stuck in my prime so i never passed my peak/
i keep it movin from hands to feet/
was born to grab the piece/
to slap the peace/
out them rappin geeks/
catch my dreeft/
i dont hurt feelings im too fast to see/
how my wordplay straight attack the meat/
momma didnt raise no casualty/
pops injected a lethal dose of masterpiece/
followers walk my path to greet/
the mighty one just sneak their eyes to peek/
me rap to beats/
never complain about life shit is the way it has to be/
was meant to be for me to blast the skeet/
all over the place from from an ass to sheets/
of paper sprinkle knowledge to the plants and seeds/
im amazing when you see me you gonna gasp to breathe
word got back to me
attempts to
attack the beast/
rationally,
i was advised
to devise some
tactics, b/
fk niggas
i post bars
for the ppl/
have ya
ho bagged and laid
like a frito/
out classed
you not roy
you not tito/
you not shen
you not 'nyce
you not beast coast/
both ya honda and ya kia
heard you leased those/
went to court over shots
but no freethrows/
i’m starving
these niggas looking
like lunch meat/
put the tre to the beef
cuz i’m hungry/
nobody on here
fking with young d/
son he
the nicest mutha fka
and he run streets/
i stay in ya bitch cheek
like a gemstar/
fka i’ma gym star
fka you just rent cars/
i can get head in the whip
cuz the tint hard/
blow weed smoke
and keep all the haze
in jars/
fk around and
niggas’ll get “injared”/
ya mother bored
and downloads
like a sim card/
5-5 Koop tha giant steppa//
a true hustla~i stay on the grind like waiters wit peppa//
these loony toon mc’s tend to bug- me- out//
ya dont have to warna brotha for me to know what they bout//
animated an overhyped i just drop em like a anvil//
they roadkill of skill shows they dont need they own lane//
oh an please believe my pimp game is easy to maintain//
fuc excederin–gettin head for migraine only explains itself mayne//
lyrical emcee… shyts easy to digest//
ya shyt just old an hard to read like readers digest//
question ya skills- cant understandin u- its just hard to guess//
SAT on that shyt cause u ACT like u wanted test//
kill off ya life of holdin that mic so let just put it rest//
battle koop–ya just dig yaself that hole//
but really i cant wonder why cause the fuccin cardinals went to the super bowl//
in other words i can forsee u get done in//
but that grey area of u steppin up hell professor x couldnt see it comin//
this thread is going to die. nobody is participating…
somebody write something. like (to banned from tv)
a n’ sitting here
bored at work
i wore a shirt/
my mind is just wandering
basically a tour of earth/
any n’ breathing
that dares to come
forward merked/
fours will squirt
grab the coroner
and tell him
pour the dirt/
contusions leave you
more than hurt
but no one knew you/
i got shotos in
shinjuku
that’ll brandish fo fo’s
and shoot you
you don’t gotta ask
who dude
i handle polos
and lou shoes
…
Loubouttin heels
Louis speedy
Damier
Ebene/
baby moody
on her cycle
but im getting
head today/
earlier
she was like
na,
I aint havin it/
god you always
have me sick
this is how I have to get/
why the fkk
did you
have to look back
when you passed the b?/
I dont mind all the yelling tho
Cuz I know she passionate/
When it comes to the p
She dont ration it/
Bottega clutch in her grasp
She got a classy fit/
And still will pass the bodega
To get me a bag of chips
etc. random but whatever. i cant really do it like i want to at work…but somebody drop something.
I got hurricane kicks that splatter the canvas
Hailing from Florida so you know the rotation expands quick
Blow your whole camp out the pocket like trailer parks
Fathered that style but I can still rush down the sun till mother land is dark
Shadow Law battles raw like sub bosses
Turned selectable to take your roster hostage
The match? You lost it
Spaniards that lost it on some narcissist shit don’t need the EX
Meta’s fist is what he’ll toss mask and claw with
Back off with backwards arc glowin arm descent
A dictator no less than Stalin leavin your chest stomped in
Sans chargin
A banned marksman
Spamin my targets
Tradin hits in the air but it’s you who landed the hardest
