1. |
Dusty
03:09
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Who's gonna wake up first my eyes crusty
My Rhymes never rusty but the beats always dusty
Swinging like a Dilla song this ain’t billabong its build a bong
and don’t you ever disrespect me
I'm the freshest in Miami better freshen up your knowledge here
Acknowledge me the tribal chief throwing hallowed spears
You on the razors edge ima paint the cypher red
Superhuman with my powers I’m exploding heads
See This a Tre flip its blade on a dayshift
And Im a day-walker with blades giving u facelifts
Im Tre cool throwing dookie at your front doors
Its punk rock drinking 40 ounces at the drugstore
What you getting mugged for? I’m a need that nice watch
Plissken is a jackal Jack the Ripper on a night watch
Im dodging Sipowitz volatile and vigilant
Long live the Plissken and rest in peace to the insolent
This is Vietnam blast you with some noxious gas
Its a space race a timer til my rockets blast
— I was dead but then my coffin cracked
I’m Micheal Myers Halloween do the monster mash
The godfather an offer that you can’t refuse
Scientology I’m top notch like Tom Cruise
Mission impossible never take sabbaticals
A born radical every move is tactical
Rebel radio intercept like splinter cell
I've been to hell seen the devil ring dinner bell
—I'm holding secrets like Vatican
I was born to be a human not a mannequin
Rap messiah A message from the roots of gaya
Sacrificial acts of death I was born a mayan
This ain’t no biker gang Its big bang collisions
This is dirty five psychic crystal ball With the visions
Enter the last apocalypse
Carving up jack o lanterns
Tales of Bloody Mary
Get bludgeoned with dirty hammers
got my mask on I’ve passed on
Wandering lost soul
Paranormal ouija board
Im summoned at cross roads
Masonic ritual pagan of dark mysticals
I summon the verse that my deadly dark pistol wrote
So who’s the Laurie strode story book immortal flow
Never catch a bullet I’m evil dead with a gory glow
A dead legend zombieland catch a double tap
Pen cemetery your bodies scattered in bubble wrap
They’re ain’t no coming back your body and soul is trapped
Im Brandon lee from the grave yea the crow is back
So hear the screech of death pecking out your eyes and flesh
The fires fresh David Koresh with the mic of death
A cult following hallows eve Necronomicon
A reading from Plissken straight from the book of John
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2. |
Rappers Ain't Shit
02:41
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I said you rappers a’int shit
Get you slapped up so hard you playin the plaintiff
But ill defend it ima pro bowl defenseman defendant
Plissken independent all you pussies claim dependents
And y’all depend on me
Don’t get it twisted
Top 4 and ill bench all 3
Im lone wolf status
Just a party of one
Get your ass to work cause I see its hardly been done
Im hardly. The one
My catalog an avalanche
My words decoded though a deadly set of anagrams
So fuck yo zone defense I’m playing man to man
This is bloodsport the combats hand to hand
So clean the jewels on my crown bitch
Infinity stones now I got you surrounded
God of war An onslaught for the gauntlet
Its rock music I’m about to start a mosh pit
So one time for the peoples champ
Release the hell hounds reciting all these evil chants
Its evil dead and you suckers couldn’t stand a chance
I said you suckers couldn’t stand a chance
Everything I do Is just a form of assault
Catch a battery charge while I swarm and evolve
Next level shit
I said you rappers ain’t shit
Your fingers make fists and my fingers they write hits
Like why am I like this
My words too colossus
Your words aim for clout
So all u sayin is gossip
My true blue form is kraken vs Sharknado
Lets get it cracking ill slit your throat with a sharp halo
Plissken is the fucking king
All these birds of a feather wanna flock and sing
They just pajaros flaming flamboyant
Pink flamingo rappers there style is mad annoying
So get the fuck out my cypher With those weak raps
Put your best foot forward or get your knees capped
If your shits half ass you could keep it
Dirty 5 cypher Miami’s best kept secret
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3. |
Hip Hop Native
02:29
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What the fuck is rap to you if not everything at all
Are you up for the rise, down for the fall
Let me sound off
I spit in weaponized frequencies frequently
Its all lies when truth sworn to secrecy
Secretly I be reading up on some Bukowski
Rappers wanna pull a super lance and then joust me
Im out b
I don’t fuck with 2 bit phony cats
But lend me your ears
Ima legend so u owe me that
The 305 got me sweating like a sauna
Its only gettin hotter like its 84 madonna
Its that 88th street shady demo tape villain
Got a vinyl touch make your hands move to the ceiling
This is 50 years of hip hop
And look what you did to it
Plissken here to claim it for the natives like an Inuit
Ima life force seeking out the lights source
Im not lying when I tell you its to die for
Hip hop
My blood dripping spray paint
Color scheme tropical
One eyed willy
Look at life through a monocle
Its judge Plissken and he not so honorable
He be on Calle echo hustling some dominoes
Make you crash like a sugar rush
Im sugar hill gang cracking up a super dutch
Super what?
Super skilled puffin mad Izm
I got that green like Hakeem
Fucking mad bitches
Rags to riches
Im a black magician
This is dade county where that stripper ass delicious
Plissken a goat you could ask around
The sound is to legendary pass the crown
Now pass it down
Im counting on you
I could lead you to the food
Its up to you if you chew
This is 4 4 ferocity
102 velocity
35 years in the making I’m a monstrosity
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4. |
Leave It At That
03:22
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Plissken make you drown on the titanic bitch
Atlantic ocean flows blowing like some canibus
The analyst , analyze your rhymes like the art of war
Steppin up to baked you lose your life that you bargain for
Barfing on whores I slash you with the box cutter
psychedelic relic you tripping out on all colors
Color schemes obscene Its like I’m skape bombing
throw up a halo on your top ramen
Im Dennis Rodman
the van damn double team
Catch a frog splash to your upper spleen
U learning not to fuck with me
I’ll make your building blocks crumble like im playing Tetris
See im the best in Miami so lets compare the set list
Im the king y’all the queens
Not from queens but from Kendall hoe
so watch your fucking mouth and don’t pretend to know
Im ten toes deep sucking on your moms feet
She said I got some fire dick and some bomb beats
So cry about your recognition
Or lack of
I don’t give a fuck who is or isn’t showing mad love
But I’m a call you out plissken known to motormouth
My word play is venomous so don’t you let the cobra out
You can find me where the ocean and the forest clash
Pouring the flask with some drugs and majoras mask
Im quarter back drew Brees with the golden arm
Strawberry fields forever until I sold the farm
See my guitar gently weeps for these beats right
Banging on a trash can strumming on a streetlight
Im underground not a mainstream or mainstay
Protect the culture and rest in peace to kayslay
Overworked underpaid like its hunger games
See you in a past life with my staff and a jungle name
Apacalypto smoking on that crypto
tales from the crypt its a blood bath and shit show
So take a front row seat this is twin peaks
Im a chug a pint of Hendrix let the gin speak
electric lady land ill sell you blow for eighty grand
Eighty grams got my hand out like just pay me man
Im on the brink like I’m Eric von detton
Im gone off the trees and my minds now a weapon
Possession
Possessed by the demons of reality
The day to day shuffle so please recognize my sanity
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5. |
Tueday Doomsday
02:29
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My offensive is to be offensive
I a'int in the business of mending fences styles relentless
Acid drop from the top rope Jeff hardy
Smoking spliffs with my dirties bob Marley
Its the big boss metal gear solid flicks
John Belushi an animal to college chicks
The list of haters looking like a cvs receipt
You can suck my left nut and right testes please
Won’t get the best of me the worst type of human
That flowers been blooming since my food I’ve been chewing
Im Patrick Ewing a big body down in the paint
Catch a body slam a roundhouse kick to the taint
A boondocks saint A mix of Huey newton and Riley
Fuck a gangstalicious rapper Y’all dying before you try me
Like get rich or try dying that’s the motto here
Im the bass & the bravado in the voice you fear
——
I ain’t a god I’m a god maker
As-salamu alaykum
The universe is a matrix
neo is the one
Im the zero
A ghost in the shell of all I lost as the last action
hero
Space time continuum
Hybertbolic time chamber
Fabric of reality is ether
Divine strangers
I find peace in the corners of my third eye
I value every breath cause every breath is talking death
I aint tryna listen
Im tryna glisten though Andromeda
Comets pound the planet
And Stonehenge’s are dominos
Vamanos
Its time to travel though the astral planes
Focus your spiritual and master pain
So throw just one punch
But throw it a thousand times
This is muscle memory I spew 1000 rhymes
So throw just one Kick
But throw it a thousand times
This is muscle memory I spew 1000 rhymes
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6. |
Now That's Deep
03:30
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If you don’t like this shit then turn it off g
Im just a born refugee killing em softly
Sodium all these rappers acting so salty
They try to my buttons but the mechanism faulty
All hail the king not the prince or the pauper
Flow like obi wan you just apprentice grasshoppers
Im the praying mantis im like groot with branches
California redwood killing like Charles Manson
Its helter skelter best believe they start the race war
And everybody’s guilty this is what you pay for
So fuck taxes I a'int paying all their salaries
Never claim a dime the iRs they be after me
But im a ghost i'm a ghastly
Rappers from a van getting tossed in a trash heap
We the dirty 5 legionaries
And when you step into ring better be prepared
Cause im serving you like 5 course
Get the fuck up off my diamond this is my sport
This is myspace top 8 irrelevant
And all these wolves flashing fangs like they menacin
You getting silenced im a zuchaberg your whole clan
Just a bunch of maricons you love to hold hands
Yea You know I talk alotta shit right
Other rappers stalking me trying to start a fist fight
But I dodge em like im 42
Jackie Robinson af rap man my blood is blue
So let my take a pound of flesh while I pound my chest
Screaming im the fuckin king till im out of breath
See everyday im seeing new faces
Pretty girls I lick their pussy in some new places
They aint never fucked with this tongue
Im going down dick em down like a piston
Like im a young brown stallion
Suckin on they tits like they laced with some valium
That shit can get addicting right
And if your girls leaven you then u aint dick em right
My bags lethal so best to keep your veins in check
Y’all Sniffing crack cocaine off Micheal canes desk
So get Carter he’s a hobo with a shot gun
Took to many shrooms got me thinking that im gods son
Plissken on a tear tien with the solar flare
Banging on 808 drums with a golden snare
These other rappers better hold a pair
Before I hit you with pliers and your molars tear
Out your socket box yea you like to talk a lot
Molten lava im a s trike you when the coppers hot
See im a copperhead deadly venom drop em dead
Why you getting buddy buddy with the cops and feds
Man you never know who’s watching on ya
Man you never know who’s plotting on you
They think they have a clue on how you roll and what you do
But im a burn it on a track leave em chopped and screwed
You wanna hate then fuckin hate its my diesel fuel
Burning tires on these cats ill vin diesel you
Formula one flow born to be a speed demon
And if you think u catching up better keep dreaming
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7. |
Dirty Oh Five
03:00
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Formula 1 fast
Life in the spooky lane
Im halloween
Micheal Myers in the movie frame
The walking dead its a graveyard shift
Talk to Lucille my swing baseball spliffed
It bo Jackson
Its less talk and more action
Ive been rapping
Ive been plotting
Its str8 passion
Ive been a plissken for a minute now
You can count your lucky stars that its been a wile
Been a long rhyme
Comin from a long line
Best to practice punctuality im on time
I know you hate it that I made it here
And im not flashy you won’t catch me with the latest gear
Im on a new wave
Now I get to choose my fate
Better hold the crown down or you gonna lose your place
Cause im coming for the top spot
Im that top shelf scotch man im top notch
This the sounds of the Mia
Dirty five til I die
Hold the pen all day
This the sounds of the Mia
305 til I die
Yea we rap all day
Its that 305 sunshine
That fish scale
That bird road that punchline
Its hard hitting we knocking heads
We grim reapers we touch souls and knock em dead
No cpr to administer
My lungs ten tons and your breath control miniature
My flow is symmetry poetry
A pet cemetery for this fur Elise free the beast
Turn that mumble off man I can’t stand it
I move my chess piece on these pussies a queens gambit
You on the fantasy roster
Im picking up the slack call me Arian foster
But im a plissken at heart
Just a rapper on a mission here to pick you apart
No mementos just a trip to the interstellar
This my present so my presence is a silhouette
This the sounds of the Mia
Dirty five til I die
Hold the pen all day
This the sounds of the Mia
305 til I die
Yea we rap all day
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8. |
Born Dead
02:43
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Don’t fuck around I got the strength of akuma
Iron fist from the North Star squashing these goombas
Baki hanna moving like mambas from wakanda
The bboy supreme im kicking these black sambas
Yoga fire yoga flame to your solar plex
Need a beat hit up plissken on your rolodex
The gunslinger like Im Jonah hex
Got me screaming like Khaled baby cause we da best
Miiami homegrown Kendall what I represent
I got my foot on your neck and I will not relent
So go repent its the rap dormammu
Cranking up the overdrive dripping in pure volume
You just a bunch of bojack horsemen
Im bo Jackson cracking bats like white porcelain
First I died then revived like a born again
This is jirens last stand in the tournament of power
I snatech em up line em up light em up again
Its that one man gestapo that you up against
You catch my boot camp clique better duck down
Timbs to your face I bet rap missing ruck now
Im spitting fire and blue flames
Til im blue in the face and im snatching your 2 chains
Its the goro of the rap game slap you with 4 arms
Plissken was born in the middle of a goat farm
These weak rappers just piss to me
These weak rappers have dystrophy
I dead lift em then chuck em into Biscayne
Cause they bitch made carve em with a switch blade
Its the reign of the tribal chief
Bless the herb with the touch of a tribal seed
Plissken on the main event
All you other rappers here to pay my rent
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9. |
Everybody Hates A Snake
02:57
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All hail the serpent king
Live from the cobra pit
Spitting venomous slang
No need to load a clip
The words are hollow point
Skull crushing carbine rounds
\put a hole in your dome
This that pharcyde sound
We on the dark side now
Im Darth plagues
Ive time travel from space
And survived the dark ages
While you plagarize the words of the wise
You be etching out these permenant lies
Time to exterminate crime
Its the dark knight masked caped crusader
Throw you off a building so you meet your maker
Steel cage This is Kane vs undertaker
The knight fa;;s this is bane versus mother nature
I Got you locked in. The morgue
Red dead redemption take a shot from my horse
Sniper scope clean head shot
Splattered from a red dot
Flamethrower make your chest hot so u best not
Everybody hates a snake right?
I don’t give a fuck plissken given snake bites
Everybody hates a snake right?
I don’t give a fuck plissken got your neck sliced
You cal me s d plissken got an Purple Heart
Black belt sensei judo with the verbal art
Its poetry in motion when I grab the M I C
Im all American left tackle can’t get by me
So you wanna be a John carpenter
Hammer bricks and nails and those little pencil sharpeners
Sharpen your blade this that hattori hanzo
Your body chopped to pieces and left up inside the bando
Abandon all hope plissken play the mad king
Super sonic with the rhymes flapping bat wings
Bruce Wayne with the grappling hook
Got my knight to a1 and im grabbing your rook
You rookies are shook im 20 years deep
Got these bars in my blood 20 years with no sleep
Heart beats in 4 4 spinning like it’s borgore
Its the apocalypse and plissken plays the 4th horse
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10. |
Out Of Control
02:09
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Somebody get these roast beef pussy lip rappers out my fucking face right now fore I slap em up
Ive had enough of this mockery so im here to kill
Load the chamber and pop a cap while they popping pills
Anther wack rapper dead and I aint losing sleep
Middle finger to the xans and the lil peeps
And lil boat boys sacrificial butt buddies
Ima leave an impression in dreams fuck money
And fuck the billboard fuck your little pop charts
I hope you understand you’ll never be a rock star
Its all satanic withe these young boys gettin epseined
They package evil and sell it to you as wet dreams
You better open your eyes
The industry burning and its covered in lies
Hollywood is real shady
And pedophiles are piling up
Ima firing squad baby so line em up
If you stop to take a look at the state of the wirld
You’ll start to see how they be changing boys into girls
Rappers wearing dresses and bitches with dick energy
Don’t you see that were fighting some real sick enemies
Its getting twisted and propaganda is outta hand
All these people are strayed away from the promise land
The confusion is manufactured to sell you fear
Then they threaten to cancel you if you shifting gears
Fuck the twitter crowd just a bunch of bitter clowns
They like to jump around so plissken gonna sit em down
You aint about shit just Soundcloud and clout shit
Weak ass raps and questionable outfits
You better open your eyes
The industry burning and its covered in lies
Hollywood is real shady
And pedophiles are piling up
Ima firing squad baby so line em up
This shit it outta control
This shit is outta control
Fuck a pronoun its outta control
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11. |
Living In Secret
03:25
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Flying off the edge its the rated r superstar
Playing muddy waters riffs on a blues guitar
The pyrotechnics blast fire to the raging crowd
Got two fist in the air the title shot is now
Royal rumble shit hotter then a summer slam
You keep fumbling the rock with them butter hands
Spaceship earth, I’ll take you to the mother land
If god was my witness the devil wouldn’t understand
That im that dude the three peating champiomn
They love to sleep overdosing off that ambien
The sound is ambient a portal to the depths of hell
I hate to leave you at the bottom of a wishing well
But wish em well, its a factory of deviants
If you don’t look for purpose then your life is fucking meaningless
These words are stupid man, im wishing I was super man
If life a game then the fans are here to boo the plan
So pick a different scheme im on my jerry rice shit
Feeling like im righteous I told you im a psychic
Im psylocke rising from the ash of a phoenix
I was born to be a slayer led to kill a behemoth
And If say it I mean it If It aint real I dream it
Close my eyes its a movie but I’ve already seen it
So you take it or leave it the holy grail do you seek it
This Illuminati flow got me living in Secret
Got me living in secret
Keep your eyes wide shut they’ll kill you like they killed Kubrick
This that musical rubiks cube from Dave Brubeck
No loose ends 7 psychopaths On a war path
Its 2 plus 2 equals 4 no common core math
So store that its the digital Heisenberg
That ice cold blue meth make a nazi bite the curb
See these are fighting words swinging til the lines are blurred
Im Never thrown in the towel death just might occur
So face your judgement day im John Connor
Im al Capone the boss the dondodda
The baked bastard smoking grabba leaves of blue dream
Throwing strikes off the sliders and my two seam
Its that othani shit got your knees buckled up
I gave your girl my ra dickey and she knuckled up
I huddled up called the play so I could win the game
Plissken take the last shot with that liilard range
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12. |
How I'm Feeling
03:18
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I don’t rap for the fortune or the fame
I only rap cause if I don’t ill go insane
I don’t need the validation this is vacation
This is double pancakes eggs and fried bacon
So come indulge in the reality that ive created
Roll a blunt light it up pass it to my ,maker
Im in the matrix for now but im gettin out
Im only plugged in so I can make my momma proud
But once she out im out death is not a long journey
I carry the weight of the world I need a strong gurney
And life is lonely im 35 but I feel relived
I figured out that this music shit its all I need
I breath it in my raps spitting til my lungs collapse
Always practicing these raps til my tongue is cracked
Its always easy to feel lost thinking where we going
But life is a journey the destination ever flowing
So lets ride it out play it out a movie scene
Do you believe in destiny while having lucid dreams
I believe in fate its something that we can’t escape
Its not your time baby tick tock the clock will wait
Ive been doing this for years my whole crew separated
But if I make it they made it and that’s my mission statement
And that’s love cause they always had my back
Even when the crowd was in they ear like los is whack
I used to care about opinions now im bulletproof
Fuck the critics got a trigger and ill pull it to
And I be listening to boom bap
That boot camp click The madlib and doom tracks
And I don’t fuck with these young cats
They kittens
Im 4th up to bat eating chunky wack writtens
They try to pass it off as freestyle think
Stepping into cyphers with invisible ink
This is blood sweat and tears so your half ass is half gas
This is the death of rap the flag stays at half mast
But baby im a goner ill leave a s quick as I came
To my fans its an honor
Gettin older sux man decisions catchin up with me
Gotta grind to pay my own way musics a luxury
So suddenly
Im feeling like my time is running out
So I grab the microphone
Because its time to run my mouth
,man im out
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13. |
Game Of Death
02:51
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This aint a game bitch, you [playin for the Super Bowl
I pack a Super Bowl hoes gettin super soaked
Spark the ism we puffin til the light is missing
Its snake plissken im sitting atop of my division
So where the playoff chant hold up where the seance at
Talk to me Ill guide you spirits with an ancient map
Ill stab you with the fork in the road
Lick the blade while you licking toads
I spit that flow that make your sister blow
She going down with out a Hitch
She got the itch so Im laying down the brick
Ive been through them whores and slores
Fucked lotta pussy eating kitties galore
Smoked a lot weed done alotta nose candy
Obliterate the opps rhyming keep the flow handy
Im dismantling your sanctuaryNowhere left to hide
This the happening Plants of mass suicide
At the end of every round there’s only one name left
And that’s plissken
So come join this game of death
One day its gonna all end so die a martyr
Im John mclaine you die I die harder
Sp yippee kay yay the flow is roy rogers
These pussy ass rappers just lie and Avoid logic
So let me break it down plissken gonna take the crown
And ride the wave while these typhoons make em drown
Your raps buffoonery im typing out your eulogy
Im grave Robbin your corpse to hawk your jewelry
The pawn shop bastrad the brown baggin Allstar
The megaladon im the king all sharks
Blood in the water im circling fake rappers
Bad religion im slapping these fake pastors
So this is the day after nuclear fall out
Chernobyl shit radiation going all out
Im off the charts exploding all the geiger counters
Hidden dragons got this tiger crouching
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14. |
36 Bars of Death
01:52
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Lets bring it back to 93
Compared to mumble rapper my lyrics are ivy league
Your lack of intelligence makes my words irrecvalnt
Ill send these little fucking faggots to the reverend
For last rites your last meal get your last slice
Ill travel back in time and kill you in a past life
Sand no im not nice im fuckimng mean as hell bitch
I hope you understand your life is just an l bitch
Rap is dying but we celebrating 50 years
When all these Percocet kids are chugg8ing 50 beers
Im tired of it but I will not retire from it
Ill hit you with a tire iron you won’t see it coming
So rest in torture all you pill pippin vuitures
Your idols are dead cause they fdid not respect our culture
Thinking rap is easy its fuckin not believe me
And all these lil fucking clowns they will not deceive me
I know when artists sharpen their blade with the penmanship
I realize when they’re rhyhying like life depends on it
These lil losers are babies just throw depends on em
Its 2023 the year ill put an end to em
They actin goofy they dressing goofy and talking goofy
They must be goofy and gay like lil fucking uzi
Its time to say what the people are really thinikin
We on the brink of collapse if real rappers are shrinking
So thank god for Griselda alchemist and cordae
And fuck a card b who gives a fuck what whores say
See this is horse play open mic for amateurs
Im sueing you for damages and giving jobs to ambulances
I know its brutal but im really gettin pissed
If we don’t teach the elements they ceasing to exist
So let me reach ya listen to the styles I try to teach ya
Cowabunga bitch I just ordered a large pizza
Cause im hungry this lack of susbtance got me feeling dizzy
I try to spin a party but they just requisition drizzy
So I play some wu tang clan and onyx with the slam
Some shostface killa mixing in the sons of man
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15. |
2nd Ave Legend
03:33
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ts been 35 years im asking god for a favor
Live forever now I promise to die later
I promise I’ll do more direct movies and write scores
Tarantino shit scrorses t\hese psych wards
Shutter island visualizer Pulp fiction needle drop
Adrenaline junkie Ving James with the evil plot
Twisten all you pot headsServe you like Royale with cheese
Im lurking in the darkJust waiting to pop and squeeze
There aint no stopping me The dogs at the reservoir
Fighting over scraps While im dining out ate mesamr
Theis is the best of bars Painting out majestic art
Angelic scars carved on marble for my Noahs ark
So wait for great floods Washing out these fake fucks
Accept your fate The rosters out you dint make the cut
Practice squad You aint hearing no applause
The stage is empty Now you fight to keep your f job
This is the life of dirty five gangsta
These ar the tricks of a certified prankster
These are the words of a second ave legend
Smoke til we drop and we all turn to resin
I will never stop even if I die now
This is a plane you can never shoot down
learn to swim cause if not you might drown
Its the gator pit were going round for round
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Plissken a vandle with valuables you couldn’t handle
First place Got my trophy sitting up on mickeys mantle
A sweet swing looking like a griffey stroke
An outsider Big country to these city folk
Y’all could stay woke, im miles above your iq
Rocky Mountain swag ill slap you with a haiku
Edgar Allen flow ravens feeling ravenous
Time is an illusion David blain with the magic tricks
This aint ure average blitz better cover every gap
Im strapped up aiming at you with some heavy gats
Its a bloodbath a crimson tide crime scene
Dexter Morgan making innocence a pipe dream
Im on that Loki shit born to be a trickster
My heavy metal flow moves the scale on every Richter
So feel the earth shake im shifting all tectonic plates
Ultimatum im magneto with bionic traits
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16. |
GOOLAG
02:36
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Whos that
It’s the mutalatted gulag
Mulatto man bombing the city with blue tags
Catch a goose egg, uprock or two step
Live From the stoupe where the walls have a Moosehead
I bring doom to the domicile all the while
Plissken breaking bread with apes he’s a jungle child
Apocalypse now the present time is simulated
Im lord raiden white lighting got you stimulated
Y’all pay to hate it critique it until your lips chapped
Get your lip cracked for talking all that chit chat
You riff raff flim flam trash can catch a back Hand
Ninja running miles in the black sand
Its Carlitos brigantine
drug dealing scarface
The Cocaines picante
lebron James of the rap game fast lane
Jersey with the last name trophy for my mass grave
Now do the monster mashburn with corner 3
They’re aint enough order someone call the orderly
Im flying off cocoas nest again
Hopping fences til im blending in with Mexicans
Ima born god zeus with the lightning blast
Clash of titans Perseus im fighting back
Acdc these dirty deeds are dirt cheap
Im high voltage I electrify your worst dreams
This is rem sleep infiltrate your minds pscyhe
Narcolepsy this is Tyler durden screaming fight me
—im planning out project mayhem
Organization im busy repine my dope nation’
That nod flow moving like a homing missile
This is sky fall hit you wit a golden pistol
So let me hit you wit that golden eye
And crack casinos by dozens money multiplies
My mind is molded by money hungry poltergeist
Folded in a minature model of frueds social life
psychological personalities blending
Its hard to say where Carlos starts and plissken is ending
My nerve endings rendering some thing to remember me
A dash of sciatica with more bars than attica
Bishop of Aquila cocky and malevolent
Sadistic dark priest bad lieutenant the reverend
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17. |
R'as Al Ghul
03:14
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Spaced out surfing on Saturns rings
Galactic strip clubs we doing some bad things
We making it hail riding glaciers to the holy grail
Im mick foley mandible claw on a bed of nails
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—Insomniac call me Dave a-tell
Or Zach morris getting saved by the Taco Bell
I go out side and its hot as hell
Todays the day the sky cracked and the angels fell
Porn director im catching all the angles well
Pov Jenna Jameson is getting railed
I hope this song will drag you straight to hell
You Justin long dodging balls in the nfl
Drag a walrus through a haunted forest
Took some shrooms now im battle rapping every Lorax
Ill shove a four track through your thorax
Im a rough mix of Ali g and Borat
You second string need some more snaps
Im digging deep inside the trenches with some corpse rats
This aint your ordinary mortuary
Im like a bag of crack cocaine the source will vary
The adversary to vocabulary
Similees and metaphor til im dead and buried
Similac for the babies I gotta crown to carry
Another drunk night im flirting with girls at Marys
So you could pass that media noche
Better than a podcast hosted by fat roaches
They bragging and boasting
So I toe tag and roastem
Driving down the freeway rapping to dilla donuts
Drinking the kona , limes for the last corona
Mighty duck like im representin Minnesota
Catch me in sinaloa plissken a sicasrio
Plunging through the depths of the sewers like I was Mario
They can’t reach me Luigi eating the peach tree
I just boarded my one way ticket to beatstrert
King coopa the master of double loopers
Laughing like super troopers while scrubbing ure girls lufa
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18. |
Twisted
02:32
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King of Miami from Brickell down to the wharf
Taking over bridges and overpasses for sport
Now lets take it Down to the port
The south beach pioneer
Call it community outreach
Cause I am here
I appear
I am the rickenbacker causeway
Virginia key
We sipping gamble and partay
So hit that parlay
Heads up in a dark space
Ii need a race track
To get me out this car chase
88th street bandit with a bandana
This is Steve young taking over Montana
Alabama slam hit yo with that Birmingham
Moses in the bush with smoke from his burning hands’
Pick a Bernie man, Mac, sanders, Williams
Echo through eternity, got rhymes by the millions
By the gallon so let me at em im splitten atoms
Im spitting static sellektah while swinging twisted hammers
Its twisted metal a candy clown sweet tooth
Im underground my tree is planted with deep roots
So let me speed thru speed run diablo 3
If he dies if he dies call it apollos creed
Im rob zombies halloween im a fresh take
Im a face hugger bursting out the chest plate
—You know im nice with that thing tho
A shapeshifter with the beats like im Ringo
Starr im a starr lord
Planetary parkour
Leap from the edge of the world
Defeat the dark force
I’d like to thank my academy
Just a syllabus of words and anatomy
Anatomically anabolic so im hulking out
This is modern warfare so we scope em out
We head hunters mercenary rap clique
And everybody in my clan they can rap sick
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19. |
Swamp Rat
03:07
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Picture in me in first class rollin with the hearse black
Yellow tinted shades as the Boeing and the earth crash
Sole survivor a menace to the grim reaper
Sicle and a sword John cena with the peacekeeper
Feast your eyes on regurgitated rhetoric
Lies upon lies in the subject and the predicate
Ettique out the window twin tower drop of fear
Police scanners for my ears when the cops are near
Videodrome raps buried in conspiracy
The violence is gratuitous you drown in all your foolishness
Rollin up some voodoo spliffs smoking all the hexes
Puffin on these l’s when the stress is getting hectic
Everydays a battleship sinking in the naval yard
Waking up for 35 years aint for the faint of heart
It blows my brain apart mental health a daily blitz
So I take a sample from a record and I make a hit
Its that boom boom 808s and saturators
That raw sound got your wifey all infatuated
Got her strip teased she’s my little Demi whore
Ass like a personal trainer tits like Demi Moore
Ill win in any war plissken is a Genghis knan
Mongholian beef macedonian mastadon
Im on the jumbo tron artificial sark command
A dark knight when the scarecrows try to spark a plan
Im the clit commander catch me smoking jays with silent bob
Metahuman cockknocker when I fight the blob
They say im kinda odd I aint tryna argue wit em
I just throw em in a woodchipper fargo visiom
Im fuckimn harley quit joker with a gnarly grin
I see you picking up grenades homie pull the pin
So fuck your foolsihnees sorry if im rude and shit
Better get back to the basics and study rudiments
While your girls getting paradiddled
Sorry if I don’t seem to worried or I care a little
My thoughts nefarious Nosferatu max Shrek
Little bit of max pain make you write a fast check
Im catching blanks man y’all can call me daryl walker
Riding black helicopters while im smoking choppers
You can call the coppers we playin cops and robbers
And aint no bacon brigade who got the skills to stop us
Its all the pills they popping that’s why the mumble rap
And If I Catch em on the Street its a rumble pack
See This is hip hop better step your bars up
And if you jump into my cypher you’ll be star struck’
Its the gator pit haters get eviscerated
And if you sink then your body gets obliterated
Shallow graves for you troglodytes and rap frauds
I know im just a shot away from being rap god
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20. |
Phonies FT. Quema
03:00
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N/A
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21. |
Stuck In A Dome
02:57
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Yo str8 from the everglades its the swamp thing
Terraform the earth Mother Nature bears my offspring
Y’all polluters parading with looters
Ima wipeout every human without the use of computers
Ive looked at the future im sad to say that its quite grim
Humanity a flash in the pan
A sad violin plays to those exposed to the evil antennas
And a s the world burns im still a classic man like jidenna
Hold your head up im fed up with the passive aggressive
Ima punch you through your stomach and rip out your in·tes·tines
They catching cases but im catching my breath
Its time they facing but im cashing a check
Im doing raps until I mastered my reps
And ima conquer every chakra til im mastering death
Life is a test better put your heart on a scale
Light as feather with the afterlife hot on my trail
This my exit dreading everyday im a goner
This the gator pit and u just puffer fish and piranha
Got no time for your drama save that shit for yo mama
Ima drop these holy jewels and continue the saga
Enter the stoupe for a barrage of Pythagorean theory
These Raps get draped in aura that’s eerie
We the spirit molecule molecular x Tesla
Energy is free but fossil fuels got you messed up
We smoking gas tho cross joints to the face
I read the by laws now its time to state my case
I stake my claim in it they claiming that I came and went
My spot still reserved so my words will still cave em in
Now they trapped in a mine I hope I happen to find
A reason for this rapping of mine im out of time
I’m living off the grid dodging every debt collector
Crib to crib im blasting off into my next adventure
What does this life mean the question is riddled in riddles
And im just chillin like Malcom stuck in the middle
Solitary pen flow permanent ink
Honorary mention determined to think
Use your mind or lose it cathc a Hemingway blast
But when the minds bout to break the blunt is ready to pass
So keep calm open your eyes and see the drone spinning
This the truman show and I got the dome splitting
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22. |
Blunted Sunday
02:40
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This beat got me feeling like im blunted up
A Sunday bbq with cold brews turn it up
No time for maybes baby tell me if u wanna fuck
If not im out ill catch the dolphins and ill catch a buzz
Its that chill life music inn the afternoon
Compose a beat while everybody working to they tomb
Work your life away I never understood that shit
Ima pass you all my blunts take a good ass hit
See I git one life to live so ima live that bitch
I got no time to waste so ima kill that shit
Forever legend immortalized on the flat screen
I keep my body clean never take their vaccines
Behind the scenes of every life that im living
Never surrender to the king ima fight for my mission
Im the savior of Miami the messiah has risen
Ima free my brothers and sons who are dying in prison
This that coffee in the morning with that George Benson breezing
Major affirmations its my self that I believe in
Im leaving this earth with dilla beats and zebra cakes
And ima be munching and rapping til I meet my fate
Dead and gone til im floating to the great beyond
If you think you do it better you can take me on
Every rapper got the same sad song
Ill got that flavor got that ill saison
Something you can take home put it in a doggy bag
Its baked biscuits for u misfits and scallywaghs
Its quest Frito
me gusta presentar a carlito que rico
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Rhymes by the kilo bars by the fish scale
Shrooms by the pound acid by the chemtrail
We just chilled on the beach no anxiety
Misfits to society y’all could cill and ride wit me
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Baked Plissken Miami, Florida
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