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Post by AcidioPhos on Jun 19, 2005 22:13:50 GMT -5
Yeah, i'm drinkin' that colt 45...i get it live....i don't jive i collide with action, listenin' to grandmasta flashin' as i'm cashin' this bowl...ya know, i get it outta control...a$$hole, don't step to me...i roll all ova, rova...i'm like a supa nova, exploda....i told ya i'm a soldier i fold ya pregnant dog ass crews...read the news...i'm man around town, i get down, it's about smoken pounds...i'm out spoken when i'm approachin'...i gotcha open...you a token, there's no hopin' cuz i'm the chosen', dopin' up these rhymes my words land on time i got those lines that bind all opposing mine...it's a crime to test how i grind, i ain't "gangsta" but i'm a pranksta, i cranks ya...spanks ya into oblivion that's how i'm livin' on this earth..i'm from the dirty i'm dirty i'm drunk by like 2:30 in the afta noon...boom boom...i'm rockin' out in my room, who wannna test, i'm the best i leave you in a mess...i'm the crest on that frequency, i'm dispensin' thee...of all trees and moneys i'm flossin these ill ass beats i wish you could hear this nuts, it's reeeeeekin' of my ill speakin' on the weekend...nuts kid, i'm tweakin'
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Post by XLNC on Jun 20, 2005 0:10:00 GMT -5
peace AcidioPhos - that was ill dawg ill!!!
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Post by WetFatherArchitect on Jun 20, 2005 14:36:08 GMT -5
Im completely waxed off acid. Sh*t was tight acidiophos, is that dude holdin a spray can in ur picture?
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Post by AcidioPhos on Jun 25, 2005 10:21:57 GMT -5
Nah, it's this dude Jin from an arcade game I used to play all the time. The guy is some kind of ninja that has a giant robot.
Yo, should I post up some other nuts I've written? It would be cool if I could get your opinions on some of it.
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Post by WetFatherArchitect on Jun 26, 2005 8:42:23 GMT -5
He looks like a graffitti super hero. Definitley post them rhymes.
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Post by AcidioPhos on Jun 26, 2005 10:24:35 GMT -5
I'm alive with inner energy, duality of man, exemplified by how I electrify, sure I may supply the high but I deny that ride, intoxication hides sights that haunt you at night, fight that urge & purge yo'self to raise yo' health and bolster your wealth, holster ya weapon, stop steppin', your exercise in reppin' will leave you a broken man, unspoken plans in the back of your head, you fear the lead that brings death, every breath is a blessing and a curse, until you reside in a hearse you fortify your worth, my message may be deep but I speak tersely, verses versus the churches of animal beliefs, cannibal streets that eat human meat, so beat feet and make haste, can you taste the thick paste of hurt? for what it's worth, we're all from the Earth, dirt in our bones, seawater in our veins, Sunlight in our brains, it's insane how some claim to be men, but they can't provide when their families desperately need to feed, I need to feed my seed, so I strap myself, my cards are already dealt, so I melt into the grime and lookout fo' mines.
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