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Saint
10-31-2017, 03:42 PM
Canibus inspired by B-Smooth

yo, I backslap your wack-ass raps with thunderclaps
get pulled under, black
by verbal currents, fervent as twenty gunners straps
I puncture hats and grip your skull, leaving mental conductors cracked
seep into cerebellums, empale em, serum numbs your back
I flunk the wack
your ass couldn't pass if you was running laps
soon as this Son attacks, I crush backs, hear a hundred snaps
thoughts left your chest scarred so hard
it made your lungs collapse
rhyme principles leave kids suspended like shirts on lumberjacks
when tons of facts react with my mental, I calibrate verbs
amalgamate words, toxic germs decapitate herbs
heads count on my style so much, the world don't need calculators
I disassemble brain stems through geometric genocide when pens collide
forgotten more rhymes than you'll ever memorize
you little fries dream about making it to my Super-size
gaze in Medusa's eyes, your crew's'll die before the roosters rise
maniacal, merciless verses twist into this black abyss
any preconceptions of stepping is proven hazardous
vapors potent as cannabis damages cabbages
you wanna battle this?
you must got more balls than a muthafucking abacus
or either taking acid hits or masochist, you bastard kids
I smash your wigs and lacerate wrists like a razor lash from whips
the omnipotent, indestructible being derived from man's seed
stay anonymous, knowledge is a rhinoceros that stampedes
rearrange your whole frame with mad ease, you might get took out
lookout when I'm rocking ice-grills like Eskimos at cookouts
you ain't got to go home, but just make sure that I don't see ya
or I'll shit on your hood like Carhartt designers with diarrhea
flee the radius, your craziest rhymes get absorbed like baby piss
dismantled and exhibited to emcees who wanna maybe dis
I crush your confidence and self-esteem with my prowess
turning liquids to solids when I polish you with my knowledge

B-Smooth

kinetically germinating syllables with acute verbal trajectories emcees looking over their shoulder like a neurotic
Jason Kidd with dandruff on LSD passing SAT tests for three phonetically rhymes i write blow spots like
dynamite attached to leprosy inbred combustions cause more head rushes than Tisha Campbell kissing Charles
Dutton on Ecstasy a(-)head of the T(i)yme like Morris Daylight saving with watches preset majestically inquisitive
diction perpetuates pen precision without subscription excessively setting thee Essence free wackness
discrepancy stopping Flo(ws) like Griffith Joyner's father testing seeds after vasectomies more Mi(ke)c checks
than Tyson, Jordan and Jackson receiving salaries while crossing off cereal necessities pedigrees of obstreperous
linguistics coming out of more closets than Ellen in the Kennedy estate seeking clothes hangers syntactical
close-rangers confined in enclosed chambers impose dangers foreclose bankers exploitive to Hip-Hop culture
vulture-compressions extracting nerve tissue from vacuoles leaving prose arrangers with no s(cts)ense like the
Jackson family returning from surgical nose changers ingenious grammatical boundaries feature more one liners
than highway lane separations applied by Dennis drunk off Miller extending tighter lines than spandex-clad virgin
phone operators waiting single file within the crevices of the forehead of a frowning Phyllis Diller subliminal
murder messages permeating into tracks from Peter Cetera still couldn't reveal this killer darkest humor since
Bernie Mac's shouts in blackouts ominous rap bouts getting uglier than Charles Lotten after chemical peels in
Thriller more Body Counts than Playmate of the Year/aristocrat-vampire- casualties on Sesame Street
enumerated by Ice-T's band syntactical rotation retracting mandibles intangible oceanic floatation and nautical
navigation peeped through periscopes tears the ropes anchor-agility reeling in casts news reporters try
Se(a)e-Span like a dyslexic scared Fred Berry at marathons with re-directional diarrhea watching "What's
Happening?" tapes in reverse on Syndication pen innovation Re-Ran dead gnats infesting corpses torches
illuminate skeletons where ultraviolet rays glint surviving victims putting The Word on the street like Bible index
sections stapled to the pavement vagrant linguistics circumnavigate cerebral hemispheres with pens in gear that
interfere with visualizations dropping more rimes than clumsy poetic Eskimos controlling precipitation flows
"Keep it on the Re(a)el" like Xscape final album cut mastery reaching news stations intonation reverberating
through the chasms of my tympanic membrane therapeutic respite achieved with another opposing-emcee head
split when my rhetoric's leaving men slain pens gain celestial credo when theoretical exaltations transport my
mental to the farthest pedestals infinite knowledge throughout the ages wisdom of the Sages confined within the
pages of Expressionist- made scripts containing phonetic flows Sons play like spiritually-inclined Nike shoe
bottoms when we metaphysically bless the so(u)les enshrouded verbs reiterate reviving souls to obliterate pen
deflate the verbally dubious cracking the nucleus watching centers break like Ewing and David Robinson copying
back spins after cracked shins interactions from mental captions reverting factions to intricate fractions perpetual
father-figure immortally birthing verbal syntax-kin Ghost Dad like Bill Cosby opposed to the life of Autumn
Jackson raps tend to rely on the odious dramatization of false emulations exaltations through glorification of fake
trends killing our nation

Sons the serum...

BROKE LESNAR
10-31-2017, 05:06 PM
Where did you find this? B-Smooth was one of the greats. Anything from Jugga or TurrizT?

Saint
10-31-2017, 06:11 PM
Where did you find this? B-Smooth was one of the greats. Anything from Jugga or TurrizT?

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Turritz vs Khalifa
Jugga vs realistic

Jugga

Yo...I'm not a player-I'm ThA JuGGaNauT...
Ya flows suck like butterscotch candy-nigga-what the fuck you thought?
Brothers caught hell for less that so I'mma cut ya off
Beat you down cuz you soft rub you off with gutter talk
What I brought is annihilation-violation
My frustration leads to extreme third eye dilation
It's like I'm facin' demons screamin' but I'm only dreamin'
Double teamin' split personalities it's green I'm fiendin'
Semen bustin' in chicks who I'm not even trustin'
You seen 'em lustin' for the ~JUGZ~ sun I'm even fuckin'
Sisters and best friends-it's like Twister when sexin'
Get the chicks undressin' for me-this a sick profession
After just one session ~JÛGGÅ™~ got the chickens hooked
Chickens book sex in advance-the cut up is gettin' took
I make them chickens cook a meal for me just to chill wit me
Build wit me if they feel for me they'll peel for me
Kill for me deal for me put up the bail for me
Go to jail for me sell they body to make mail for me
I'm still a p-i-m-p so keep ya shawty pilled up
I get ya shawty filled up doin' all that naughty ill stuff
I bet ya shawty will fuck...if I do it to her
Use maneuvers to position my dick and screw it through her
True to sewer techniques-~JÛGGÅ™~ wield the doo doo skewer
Pokin' it through manure man I'll stick the voodoo to her
Refuse to do her if her coochie foul-like my cuties wild
Cuties vow they'll never leave me once they do me now
Booty piles for me the tighest groupies smile for me
Pick up the phone and dial for me across a million miles for me
On the balcony pullin' they titties out for me
Cuz they know I'm about to be the biggest from the South you seen
Cream is my main intention which I came to mention
Game retention back shootin' sexy dames who listen
I'm insane with pimpin'-overweight but the frame is temptin'
Stabbin' like OJ Simpson-leave opponents maimed and limpin'
Givin' ya brain indentions like paragraphs
Prepare for wrath from the hardest nigga with a pair of nads
Declare the mathematics-destructive path is tragic
As for tactics-I'm givin' out these classic ass whips
Got ya gull ass and tapped it-you hate this massive bastard
Cash or plastic-~JÛGGÅ™~'s the one who talk the trash and back it...
ThA YeaR oF ThA JuGGaNauT....

Saint
10-31-2017, 06:22 PM
US Marshall

LookinG DowN(Standing On tha Mpire State BuiLdinG

Tha Return of U.S. Tha InJurNaTioNaL on May 04, 1998 at 04:40:41 PM PDT:

I start my rhymes on 10, from tha beginning as tha U.S./
WHiLe overcoming due-stress by meditation. ProfessionaL at making prOgress/
Veteran stats in a fieLd of actual-facts./
Lookin at-U-with-raps, that'll approach U if U fakinG-acts/
No mistaking, i'm baCk. Under surveiLLance but still preVaiLing/
BuiLding up in maryLand, dropping jewLz upon a Land once barren/
I thought last month would be my last-post. But i had to grasp-hope/
Asking myseLf, would this be my last night, or my last-oath/
But fast-growth of inner spirit prevaiLed./
Opened my eyes, and stoOd upright. Standing confident in a jaiL-cell/
Not knowing why i'm here and yet the questions adhere/
98 iz my year, stompin-wit confidenCe and ideas/
Though they can lock me and chain-me, i'mma still be remainding/
I rein as king. Knowing my titLe made tha situation chanGe like a moOd swing/
As the ceLL doors opened, my chains had aLready been broken/
At first my heart was full of hoping, now tha reality soaked-in/Potent/
This whoLe saturday night was just their attempt to break my spirit, and foCus/
I'mma take this as a jewL and notiCe. With knowLedge, there iz no OVERDOSAGE./
Nam sayn. I ain't even think i'd be baCk and shit yall. But i've made my mind up though. I had to reLocate and all that, but otha then that itz time for me to reign.
Syfr,........U.S. reporting for duty. Mpire, first offiCer takes a seat back in hiZ paLace. Hit me up on tha e:mail and we can buiLd. I'mma try to work on tha 7 sins joint. Gimme tha pride(EGO) side.
...................BE SAFE YALL....................FIN
Mpire