slimbruddah
Active member
reality check by: binary star
check it.
Get a grip on yourself cuz you ain't grippin mines
Life and times,
outta lies
rap guys
outta line careers I finalize
collide with this seranade cyanide
you apply for Silla's high
The thing that makes killa's high
Hang 'em high
by the gold link necktie
And drain 'em dry
into tempest eye
now you ain't God so you ain't that high
wanna be aeronautic And get swatted for actin' fly
Masterminds
crafty rhymes,
I'll rip from drafty lines
that chill spines
like the Alpines,
runnin up on some natural binds
A close encounter of the worst kind
Go ask the cats that heard I'm
lyrical turpentine
Who wanna taste mine
I gotta carry hill on the wasteline
God give the bassline
so let the phlegm fly
I survive seven-five
through the M-ine,
when I
forcefully Jedi
On the wooze I red-eye,
heads fly bet I,
sharpshoot dead-eye
Snooze crews bed bye,
Mary lou flippin' I
pistol pump grippin I
stompin, I
semper-fi
represent, temper high,
signify
Walkin round ain't nothin similar Like a Gemini,
in this perimeter sublimin-ie
Cats be cut dry
Im a wild wet guy
I be rainin precipitation 'til it's one inch your neck high
Less fly
kids misguide,
without an alibi
Who said you rap tight? You come unraveled by
Slice of this rap scalpel, guys
quick as apple pie
I'm learned in old schools of thought and shit you baffled by
Conceptual intellectual fireslide
Silla oxide
rhymes flow like a rockslide
you musta forgot I,
have your ass knockneed and cockeyed
Bruised, battered, broken up, walkin, cut dipped in peroxide
Death to the Pop Fly
check it.
Get a grip on yourself cuz you ain't grippin mines
Life and times,
outta lies
rap guys
outta line careers I finalize
collide with this seranade cyanide
you apply for Silla's high
The thing that makes killa's high
Hang 'em high
by the gold link necktie
And drain 'em dry
into tempest eye
now you ain't God so you ain't that high
wanna be aeronautic And get swatted for actin' fly
Masterminds
crafty rhymes,
I'll rip from drafty lines
that chill spines
like the Alpines,
runnin up on some natural binds
A close encounter of the worst kind
Go ask the cats that heard I'm
lyrical turpentine
Who wanna taste mine
I gotta carry hill on the wasteline
God give the bassline
so let the phlegm fly
I survive seven-five
through the M-ine,
when I
forcefully Jedi
On the wooze I red-eye,
heads fly bet I,
sharpshoot dead-eye
Snooze crews bed bye,
Mary lou flippin' I
pistol pump grippin I
stompin, I
semper-fi
represent, temper high,
signify
Walkin round ain't nothin similar Like a Gemini,
in this perimeter sublimin-ie
Cats be cut dry
Im a wild wet guy
I be rainin precipitation 'til it's one inch your neck high
Less fly
kids misguide,
without an alibi
Who said you rap tight? You come unraveled by
Slice of this rap scalpel, guys
quick as apple pie
I'm learned in old schools of thought and shit you baffled by
Conceptual intellectual fireslide
Silla oxide
rhymes flow like a rockslide
you musta forgot I,
have your ass knockneed and cockeyed
Bruised, battered, broken up, walkin, cut dipped in peroxide
Death to the Pop Fly