Mc Sneakin' Snacks

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"MC SNEAKIN' SNACKS"

#1 Reign of Meh

 It's mc  sneakin snacks, in your kitchen after hours snatchin crumbs up off your counters battle raccoons for the scraps

you leftovers aint got a chance, cause without warning, i'm enjoying all 5 courses while you snoring

Your microwave i be employing 

And packed lunch im destroying

Tall Ass Tails

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"Tall Ass Tails"

#3 - Reign of Meh

Im a tall as fuck, lil chubby slutt

my daddy gave me long legs , my brother a upper cut

My BOmb rack achey back whoa I'm breaking necks

Thank christ my blue eyes my ma, ma(y) sassy ass

Cash my pride ousside, glutt(on) ride or die

but I'm too tall wu yall try to climb my heightsCause where my hips begin

A kids head cant comprehend

He can reach the legal drinking age, top shelf yeah OK 

But still way out of range if he tryna lick a babe 

The air is nice up here

Thinner than a hymen or red cunt hair !

Less pressure on my chest breasts be popin up and out my blouse 

Like kinky melons keeping men's milky dripping down his trou

No doubt my I'm fun like a birthday bounce house

shake and jiggle skin and sinning

Wet Lips whistling im a sirening come hither yeth bish

I'm a tall tale, white wale, Shakespeare, J Brashear , 
Thus Spake Francais, Dem sang Whoday, WHo?
I'm a real femme fatale, check your.pulse and pinch yourself, 
legends of the ridden mental case 8th Dimension space ragin Dame 
 
I'm taller than the deepest part of the atlantic deep 
I'd hit the pool with yall but the lifeguards panic
The hights i reach well let me see
my diving board sits between the ozone and himalayan peaks 
From the appalachian moonshine makers hideouts be my hollar
And at these alts the O2 be a shock and collar
twice the ventilation, half the molecules for taking
gotta train your respiration lest you in danger of fainting 
Sleeping on your breathing speed gets u dizzy or IQ dippin'
Clumsy ain'tt cute - 1 fell swoop , I mistep, 1 bloop, 
and im a cracker crumbling down twin tower
It's a shame to see  - A sorry sight my final breath 
ain't gonna  Raise a single hair Or scare a feral cat on crack
 Cause it's just an NFL Sunday night tackle  - A lil trip a slip on ice,
To the rest of yall - 10 times you fall down and a dozen you get up but for me ? It's a looooong way down
 
Cause I'm as tall as the [(PCO) road ]pacific coast highway be everlong
To hear you speak i gotta stop drop it low stoop to the ground
My posture top-notch n proper, priority Importance 
so open my throat in and out its a leanring curve no doubt
I smoke my lungs out but my diaphram my well (my god) (enough)
the life line light pulse the power to keep on keeping on
my ribcage weights upon my frame on me like a cast iron stake gate
im winded like a kokopelli loki shaman goblin, mate
out of breath when u this size, gravity a real force (a bitch)
like survivin' be a tough blood, Metabolic burn work 
im chubby but im loveley, fluffy big boned sports authority  
but that dont mean Im sloppy..wap .how FIT Ness
a long legged lady's lifelong nemesis - for as long as I belong to physic laws
i wanna body strong femur bone lean as a lemur tail be long
 but no gym rat or vain ass shallow Venus thirst ever, 
nah, my looks be the devil, catching lusts of innocents, a curse
 
my genes, my height my mighty FINE trite
Righteous white christ elitist believe me ! I beat the smight
Im NICE like my pool is cool with chu no dice
Top of Stalin's wishlist, Im hitler's top five
A couple hunned years of courtship, matching arms, debutant balls
girdle lady maiden dainty damsels in waiting
for suitors pre-approved packing family jewels 
boogies silver spoon heirloom fancy handles 
sets of master rooms my history be the epitome of 
Holier Than Thou n My Shit Don't Stink, 
Noses up Sit Down Pale Skin Lemme Louvres
smokin in his fam than samurais are in japan
So your genes pools get richer as your kingdom brings in dick 
from nether regions in the feudal system Chivalric manorism
so she's promised served as Exotic when they really need a Bard.. 
this hefer nefertiti ready 
spread my cheeks and pop this sphinx.....
 
 
Way up here my blood boils fast
cause sea level so low they lower than the rats
Wanna splash me? Try a tsunami, richeter 5 
try to bend me over yall need gonna the jaws of life (maryianna trench )
im at an altitude iconic as volcanic ash took out my clan
My upper body in ionosphere, my crotch dodges the ISS
get my heat from underneath me cause it rises up
pls my homeostatic sub Saharan desert storm be somthi' (else)
i lick the rings around uranus when Im on my tippy toes
and wipe my brow upon the moon n kick it to and fro  
I'm chem trails wen I cough 
I am litter bug when I floss
Hauk Tuah SUCKin dick be Smarter when You Straw
melting all your hearts 
when i sit down its whiplash for any head that stays attached
I exfoliate my skin to make him grin
cause when he caress me down im smoother than obsidian
I'm ahead the rest by 2steps cause my bones as long as redwood logs
My limbs grow thick ring by ring a hardcore hick,yall
To start though takes twice the torque cause when I stand up I gotta send out an alert to the airlines and the birds detroit rappers shrapnel 
rusty motors skuuurt skuurt
 
 
When I stand up, my veins pump blood faster than an Ethiopian like nerf guns 
super soaking in a race like Usain bolt 
winning gold place or show 
Gotta go slow... cuse of all the UFO's coo co birdy bird ever heard of vertigo?
What im saying is its 1 kick in shin, and its lights out man
Cause Im a riot to be around so like rittenhouse had to take me out 
as i fall i got curb stomped by a killer clown pig Chavinistic river dancing champ a soccer kicker ruder than the ALMS
And my head bones, yea they thick enough
to take your tusks up and out to lunch
 
But it aint a 1 man branch of anarchists anthem babe
I'm a trump tower
Like a 2 thousand man battallion brass marching band type of grand finale
to hand standings acrobatic circus men stacked carte blanche
Im a Ginormous Glamazion Heavy Heart and huuuuuuge fucking hands  
 
While the lower half the rest of me be down to earth as ever
in regular weeather got me changing shirts no matter if dick Goddard were to report the worst, if Maoism came to rule the earth
 I be steady monolith, more rock God can curse, 
I reach heights outta space but sun always stay my ACE
 in my view, arms up I reach heights most of yall can't even shoot
 buck shot even snuck up on, so I stoop, just so my
my eyes reflect upon your moon, and my lips spit  mist coming of the south pacific, opulence, my vision a million fish like a prism, my shine my light blinding acid trip delight
pearls snizz jizz gaked out crystal itis im the brightest BIZ its early xmas when I arrive
straight up my head top be the top knotch hiding spot even K9 proof my Amazonian Minnisotian Duluth size kinda lonely,  tell ya the truth 
 
 ain't no ice enough to bury these thigh cause my knees got tired and tried
 cause osgood-schlotter left my ligaments behind 
so they got torn from quick spurts faster than my tits burst, 
dicks been hard for me since birth, fast pervs, kids, creeps, anybody with eyes could see my skirt 
male teachers quit the district cause they knew they couldn't resist it 
the coaches met with the pto cause they wanted to let a 6 year old 
go triple on their jacket coats varsity before my cursive was learned,
hey had theyr eyes on me and al my "potential" 
cause I've been a beast since before my pretty seen
jailbait was my name and perverts broke thru via the gate
now my legs and story longer than the odyssey they farther than the eye can seent
and Im funny too, act like you know me
 My legs so long a giraffe could lick my asshole I get there twice as fast in haf the steps cause when I walk the earth BOOOM Blast off begin again fools thanks for the Compliement Lo Maign See what I can do.......
 
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Tennising

TENNISING

(Basic by RAZ-PRO)

leave your shoes at the back door, im sneakin in the past

I was a high class michigander tennis team champ

A country club racquet team private practice year round machine

nobody could surpass my talents, wins, beastly swing 

Sassy me thinking about the summer club moaning lessons

When that that damn ball  hit the jags and the Benzes next to the fence

 where games end fast cause of that champion named

 Amanda Hamlin she has got that back hand branding 

foreheads of boyfriends cause she's known to be a spaz

 play on grass, asphalt, clay, indoors or out-of-smash 

punches as your ass cause opponents spinning fast 

the secret the sacred game of tennis, pong, or catch

 is short spurts with much curve will make shots extra nasty

 aggressively expressing what your strain and swerve been guessing 

what combustion what excessive force can come to life minus the cussing

 cause you're struggling straight blaming busting assaulting the ball

 and your muscles comes troubling, flexing tight profile stance 

before the crying wailing tears as I crush the gravel 

torque slice strike that tennis ball with love MPH who the hell know

s but the grunt the grip the tennis shoe almost trip, 

when Amanda hit the ball it was like she was the let -

 the shockingsmiith kind of assist backs you way

 boomerang igniter sign said A O K but this is AMA N D A it MDMA ending? 

nay, not this chick strangling this handle bold looking for the rows

 of strings the bing the ping the Pringles sound the crunch 

from tight plastic strands so tight misadjusted makes a fuss

 kind of rusty or just a cluster fuck on call yellow bird of fuzzy dust,

 the trusty stunts mean musty and massive static if I’m not on till lunch

 watch out TEN ZIP SIX OH SIX OH Moms think I’m a bitch 

when I play thier kid doncha know, wanting me to give in 

but I’ll give in time cause my tits need a bit of rest and some air

 and I release the bend in my back and knees cause ill let the trees distract me

 from the rubber felt thing fleeing free for a game or three

 but I’m always back for victory I fly through finals in no time 

modestly refined fore I’m a player not a fighter only enemy gravity

 and yester-me shins calf’s core and arms, you see I’m a lifer

 with charm in thie peice OH CC bred clean forever 

US Dream a meme please PLAY ME !!!!

shoes at the back door track it back to the west representing the oak-land mass sass never surpassed even with a tennis racket jam spring sing when a blast that damn ball and hit the jags and the Benzes next to the fence where games end fast cause of that champion named Amanda Hamlin she has got that back hand branding foreheads of boyfriends cause she's known to be a spaz play on grass, asphalt, clay, indoors or out-of-smash punches as your ass cause opponents spinning fast the secret the sacred game of tennis, pong, or catch is short spurts with much curve will make shots extra nasty aggressively expressing what your strain and swerve been guessing what combustion what excessive force can come to life minus the cussing cause you're struggling straight blaming busting assaulting the ball and your muscles comes troubling, flexing tight profile stance before the crying wailing tears as I crush the gravel torque slice strike that tennis ball with love MPH who the hell knows but the grunt the grip the tennis shoe almost trip, when Amanda hit the ball it was like she was the let - the shockingsmiith kind of assist backs you way boomerang igniter sign said A O K but this is AMA N D A it MDMA ending? nay, not this chick strangling this handle bold looking for the rows of strings the bing the ping the Pringles sound the crunch from tight plastic strands so tight misadjusted makes a fuss kind of rusty or just a cluster fuck on call yellow bird of fuzzy dust, the trusty stunts mean musty and massive static if I’m not on till lunch watch out TEN ZIP SIX OH SIX OH Moms thing I’m a bitch doncha know, wanting me to give in but I’ll give is my tits a bit of rest and some air and I release the bend in my back and knees cause ill let the trees distract me from the rubber felt thing fleeing free for a game or three but I’m always back for victory I fly through finals in no time modestly refined fore I’m a player not a fighter only enemy gravity and yester-me shins calf’s core and arms, you see I’m a lifer with charm in thie peice OH CC bred clean forever US Dream a meme

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Olive Food So Much - A Rhyme With Friend Melissa

Olive food so much

My bean stalks be raisin up

Yo gurtrude! Throw a quarter on the scale

Ill take every flavor you sell

You see I ache for nutrients

I lose my vibe without my fiber

Which certainly does not promote my health or my style

My flavanoids are overjoyed whenever I indulge 

My recipes light the dull with secrets to fight the bulge

Lettuce drink to health and spice and serving meals with laughter

Pass the ginger, never miss the morning breakfast specials

Born outta the oven, my meals reflect my craft skills

Im like a scientist concocting ratios for real 

creating pears and apples 

cooking crap together till its a meal

Not I know you gotta lunch box,

so open it up and share, i heard you mom hooks it up

ain't no crust because she cares

Hockey, USA

 HOCKEY, USA

you think that i'm Canadian because I got a blade beneath my leather laced up kicks and half my teeth knocked out,

cause my faced is stitched up instead of round my rubber pucks,

my lips are blue and pink and they be be kissing Stanley cups,

cause my pony's a Zamboni you think I ain't got no west side story

and you think i'm kinda cold cause my ball's not rolled

instead of 9, we shoot out, and it ain't some round ornage swine dimpled brown ball of twine we got, 

like I'm more eh eh than I am USA cause I skate upon a frozen lake, aint no way I'm from the states and I must be expat cause my games xrated

so what my turfs a little pinkened rink and I got a kink in my dinky taped-up, lipped stick, u think like yea, I could be inuit,

cause my dug-out's a deckcage beside my-indoor-only iceblock stage, you say I'm out of range,

 so you hate on my jersey, cause instead of 4 we play in 3 , checkered tops on referees, surely can't be land of the free? 

You think the RED that I pledge must be Maple Leaf, when I'm telling you, its more like Winged Feet, I'm from the Motor City, I sleep between 5 Seas with the rest of my team  ! 

Wayne Gretzky said it best, you miss 100%

of the shots you never take, so that's why i choose to play

Hockey and I rock a red wing and ain't a jockey, Pbiz Ice Cold, Sports Be The Topic of Current Study , Try and Stop Me

COVID 19

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"PanDamIcky Sick World"

#11 Thematic, Raddest Baddest

 Coronavirus, it's global crisis

Its inside us all around us spreading like wildfire 
Sanitize and stay inside were all fearing for our lives
As the death toll rises, thousands more hospitalized
Worldwide, this quick killing influenza in disguise
Is terrifying, it could be humankinds demise
It's coming after every one of every shape and size
Covid 19 - hide your husbands, hide your wives

This deadly pandemic has the public in a panic
Health clinics are crammed to the max..
Half the masses lack access to tests
No one is safe you cannot even vaccinate
It can incubate for weeks before Corona seals your fate

This inescapable outbreak has led to statewide measures being taken
For Gods sake, the NBA got cancelled,
Schools, too and most public places
So, Stock up on food, supplies, and meds... whatever you can find
All of Italy is in quarantine, and so are the cruislines
Corona virus of 2020 , were about to lose our minds
Covid 19, hide ya husbands, hide ya wives


Screened breathing  depleted speaking 

Covid 19 - no company keeping

Fiending intimate seeings of teeth 

Heal us please Jesus we need to convene

Peanuts

PEANUTS  

"Swazee"

When word of my swerve fell upon the nut herd… this kid got the blues in a blanket cause he was frightened he was like wha wha wha  And jumped under that thing so he could hide. 

Cuz my style is so funky, when it hit them it was madness man! All the Sunday funny's cries were heard throughout the land. 

The comic strip kids all got the jitters and they bit their bottom lips scared shitless when they heard about the princess BIZ.

  The first to sense my incoming finesse was that kid who they all call pig pen. Cause the static from my wackness made the dust and gravel rise like ashes, smacked the kid upon his ass and turned his skin like so damn black no matter how hard you try you couldn't see the poor little man.

 Charlie Brown tried to stand his ground so he waited upon his pitcher's mound But when my epic sound hit town, he was nowhere to be found. 

This chick Luce had a booth and she tried to soothe the peewee crew cause  They lined up like wha wha wha she thought they all should do. She was broke and had a beef with anybody not from her street, so she advised the guys to practice jazz and funk and rhyme so they could battle me when I arrived. No one knew the wiser so they paid the girl in dimes.

 Peppermint Patty and Sally hid inside of snoop's co-op to do some rapping,  And Woodstock he hollered from the top, calling out to all the birdies who be in his flock. 

Snoop came back with ammo stacked cuz it's cause he had heard about my act from the cat who lived next door, so they both warmed up their roars, but of course they all fell short, cause they're soft and I'm hardcore.

When Schroeder read the stats about my super phat 8-track, he tried to tap himself into his inner jazz-man. So he sat at his ivory and blacks and practiced till every fingertip was calloused, out of all the tee-ball batters, this kid surely had the most talent.

But still the challenge, reeked havoc on the graphics, but they did have one advantage.  His name was Franklin, and he had that dark brown skin, which mean he had some zing in his ancestral lineage. So they all turned to him to see what he could bring to the table, and he said something about the tower of babel.

So they all grabbed their bibles, tryin' to understand this child, and they read of what transpired when the people's pride was piled too high... when God said quit collabbin', I'm a mix you up like 

Grammar Day In Effect

 GRAMMAR DAY IN AFFECT

Gotta know your grammar if you wanna write a stantza

Apostrophes please, when you're showing whose it beez

Or stick it in like a key where letters used to be

Its accentuating so we read the in the voice narrating

So Tell me which goes where and when

Well the rule has always been

If casting spells the H is dropped, cause witches got their lessons taught

Not from books but from warlocks, so they’re left out Heavens lock,

But the other spelling is not a curse, the H is replaced

This time to indicate that another option were the case

Choosing which is best, be a witch like from the westalso easter,

Its isn't math so grab your pen, learn these rules, i know you can,

Now lets explore deeper now: bout the colon

well its kreeps in after sentence incompletion

Fore what follows these two dots are more than happy faces thoughts

what belongs there, after all, a list or an assist

Like if a question were implied, a colon says: Get this!

A reply if the predicate clause left paws,

Not a comma, that be another grammar law,

Apostrophe on top but fallen down, a breathing spot,

Sure the comma's full of drama I cant wait to tell you bout iut

Because you kids might've forgot, we'll put back one of the dots

Grammar takes two eyes to see this semi-colon and where its tucked

To keep your sentences safe from a running on

The semi-colon breaks it up, Now 2 parts can get it done,

Suppose the first clause forgot its bra and needed support

The second clause then will need no direct object to sport,

First clause is the cause, the Second clause states effect,

To keep your readers right on track, the semi-colon must erect

You think that grammar is complex, but really its the thoughts expressed,

Even With a lexicon you're nothing much without syntax,,

If emphasis cannot be fed your readers starving for  some sense

carve some class out of your pen with proper grammar, friends

If you made the punch and got a full sentence construct,

Don't just stop abrupt without punctuation stuff, punk

My hunch is that u need a dot, or period, as such,

That’s for the regular ones, many are not

But if the sound is extra loud, an exclamation point bound

When three dots end it off, an ellipse is what you got…

Now your dont have to even finish what you though

Uncertainty is sure to be a lot of what you got

Rouunded sign above a dot, a question marks the spot

Ask a reader, hit me back, reflect upon a thought,

without this mark your readers won't know who what where when or how it was you sought

Ask me how to spell? cause Words sounds dont always tell

Puzzled by two ways trouble three can make you crumble down

Grammar cookin' in the pot got the rules u need in stock

Join the huddle listen up and learn whatever you forgotr

Who dat in the kitchen? NAH its with WHOM am I speaking?

He or she, both need to eat but whomever will do the dishes?

The former or the latter? Well you thought it didn't matter,

I don't wanna repeat so i stick these dummies in for each

Referencing the nouns and replacing them with freaky sounds

Former always first and the ladder afterwards,

Not another curse, just a lesson in order here at Grammar school.

6th Floor Infantry

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 6th FLOOR INFANTRY

So here is where we work on our psychiatry,
We all mentally absurd, we're all hurting differently,
You by be nuts or got some self-inflicted cuts,
but we are all on the brink of bustin' up and out of luck
cause this lock-up ain't for just anyone,
It takes guts, it takes trust, and it takes hustle and Doctor fussin',
Bout who be down and who be up, what's in our mouths,
and what year we think we're bound,
This is the 6th floor infantry, here we stay, n here we cray
Don't tease the quiet one, don't try slidin' upon ya socks
Its an understatement If I said this sucks,
Head down when you walk, monotone when you talk,
Fore any excitation mean you need more of those little... DOtS
In your mouth. More sleep. Less eccentricities.
Gawks? For what? He's just schitzin' some, that's all,
Why pace when you can grace the nurses with Tourret- sounds
So He claims he's an albino black panther.... so what?
The way he hustles lunch says he fights for sport, play, game and by the way
his kung-fu seizures came straight from the clink, so he know a thing or two
about getting your drink
A nurse s my servant, I shall not want,
He makes me take my meds a lot
He gets me fresh jammies and brings me me my meals,
My cavalier cleans the shit from beneath   my heels

Erotica Wants

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“Erotica Wants”

#16 Thus Spake Ill

 

Oh When will my lover love me down,
feel me get deep like I fantasize about
touch me get to know my every little body part
both my inner side and out, time he figured it out
The cunt gets it rough and the twat needs double stuffed
the clit gets flicked and licked with extra spit,
nipples and necks get bit with steamy whispers breathing wet
from my bum to my titty-tops, my skins like butter soft
but just rubbin it ain't enough to un-numb this damn cunt 
cause its time to start the blood pumpin... and fill me up, with all your loving
Need more him in my pockets dream of all we can accomplish
Wish we two could find the balance work it out but it's a challenge Cauze his mission only his dick jizz and not my snizz attention
Praise me taste me I'm the candy that you crave
Rape me take me I'm your bunny in a cage
  escape enrage let a man da get irate 
create a fantasy of grace as we consummate our fate
Dont wanna waste another date
Livin under grounds and Graves home maker and her mate , he and me someday, 
Blame me for your crazys, cause it's more than occasionally that we creep underneath each others skin and in our space , eat me feast three time deep in all of me please, wallys doll a lady a Lotta freak, never a tease a sleezy slut when he want fleas, a royal pain a Princess a pretty pet he can molest , a partner a puzzle piece that fits perfectly complete, repeating history once a upon epitome, happily for ever after now I really do believe, what once were ugly ducks, now are Swanns of great beauty 
 

The Dope Crew

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“THE DOPE CREW”
#14 Thus Spake Ill
 
The kids in my clique lick blood straight from my wrists
and as they sleep in ditches I like to trick the little pricks
I'm the liquor that they mix im the poison im the fix
the blast the mish mash the red the blue the black
All our families r getting distant cause were fightin for our caskets
My dudes run hard but i fasten tact upon they ass but
when my band of irrational maggots in a jam
they be asking where Im at cause im nasty on the track 
on the grind each mind I come across I do inflict cause this chick's spit's like so legitimate 
it's so delicious it's a shame for you to miss, the kids in my audience need doctor visits, the speakers need bleach when I leak my inner thinks, 
I Spike souls of hollow drones and imprison organisms with my visions cause my mission is collision into  schism
Im the pitch the fork the poise who plays destroy
I toy so coy, guided by a blind surmise, abide by tendencies to wreck the  the vine the ups the spine
Till we finally arrive back in time for we deny
Welcome to my dome come along and take a ride
im an endless magazine of slugs, a myriad of lies
In the land without a buoy we dont bob from side to side
we deep we slip we sink we shoot the shit to keep us right
Run away says my craze but my blunt mind says sit tight
Navigate through the maze murder time live praise
I crave a taste of brave I'm the cool from out the cave
I'm the kiss on rotting flesh cause I'm in this thing to save
your a little turned off so away with all your thoughts
listen to my beats as I drown you in the trough
take away your long face ill jump inside your lonely heart
My dark cannot be contained bumpy route is where Im bound
I'm the noose Im the dart Im the devil little nark
Im inertia, im the reincarnation and the start
 I hop and skip like pulses I  stay poise never tarnished
death wishes bleed like bitches pinned under hills like fishes
I aim for prizes in the valley i'm the sniper righteous
like bukkake crime crews my archery your demise
i advise you keep your eyes diverted from this spectacular sight
kick your will my way i crop it n testafy it
fumble you like a crumb toss your toes n tar them
Im amanda kellah hamlin made to end all of your fun
The past held me down delayed my ballet for hours
every now and then my nervous posture took me south
My mind spun entirely around , I fired off my Five Deez
In my mind like a samurai im a truely blesed emcee
You showed me G-code I held tight my cross sticks
in slow motion you get owned by sticky tricks
The next side winder just another sleeze, i stab it
Im the cage after ribs Im going straight for all the calfs
Get it Fight Kick it stick with lyrics super thick
In fear some insist keep it tight but i resist
you cant subdue me but im truest in the crew
I abuse the right to sleep I accuse the pews
While im strapped embedded locked in a Tabernacle
A fox no den a crock of hungry wolves in zen\
My eyes say quiet time while my blue work on the lines
I apply the vibe and take the ride across the endless sky
My trails weave in and outta flimsy ties
my chemisist decides who shalll live and who will die
I fade in and out but i was made to get it out
I shout I rap Ill trap you Ill attack
But never willl I tell you all about the way back
When suicidal losers wanna get that little thing they lack
I lay down the facts and hang them upon the rack
I used to lose it cause this monkey's  on my back
Now hes my main criptic passenger im glad to have him stacked
Shit gets risky quick when fools wanna roast my mind
like dietitions saying fist sized chicken cut'll get you right
Never slay but rule of thimble kinda nice
Im a doll, son of a biscuit, coppin' dice
Roll the glock over top it off cause im outta sight
My clique got caught rockin me from under spots
like a bob cat walkin modeled me cause im so nice
Love this shit to pieces but im bleeding out my christ
drippin on your gown red blood from my mic
 

Fit The Mold

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“FIT THE MOLD”

#13 Thus Spake Ill

 

You think im out my zone cause i dont really fit your mold
but I'm a surrly fully loaded goioly bout to give it to ya folks bout to blow ya mind foes can't touch me with a ten foot pole
cause while some got dough and chains, biznotch got game and funk and soul
I go left and rightly so, I squiggle round and curve to and fro
I serve a slew of rhymes with style with a side of guess and know,
I mix in mental tricks try to sicken up your dome
trap you quick The shit i spits so toxic
I make Members of the audience need doctor visits
used to riot used to fight it but my synapses are shy
so no longer can they frolick, theyre too slow to really rock it
still i roll but all my fiest got heisted during the electroshock
they had to cut my memory in half so they could block
about a dozen trains of thoughts and then they locked me up
They said my rhymes were wack; I told them I couldn't stop in fact
They fed me melodies and lies in hopes of remedies
still i dreamed of killer beats so I could could nod my head in peace
What I spit was listerine cause post-lobotomy, im clean
my rhymes dont blow, they suck and few heads can handle me
First off princess on her throne, can't walk the walk
Biznotch kinda hood so ya'll just wanna mock
Last up, just Me, Amanda, the diseased
My daddy calls me B I'm a bitch plain and simply
I'm a master at sporatic rhyme flows on paper sheets
but i choke in every battle like im hanging from a tree
cause my weaponry consists of nothing but a dream
that end of life release craved by suicidal minds
like my sister rest in peace she died in blue and 2 feet high
I push the noose to enemies like vacuum sales peeps on the streets
protect ya neck is what i preach but the scenes put you to sleep
I got heaps of heebie jeebies but my violent side's weak
I try to keep my crudest muses and my evil omens quiet
But Locked up like fort knox I got an arsenal of shocks
The sermons slowly leak like mycelium does from beneath
Blood guts grime crime wreak hell as they creap
I got Sermons slowing seeping parasitic attitudes
Omens knock me over Ring of deadly  Fueds Knock knock heres a clue OMENs
Poison all your livestock fill all the tombs to the top
Plague you dome and stop your heart with evil rotton plots
but alas I'm just a fast talking wannabe obscene
Part of me wanna shine some light on but I refuse to quit the dream
I'd rather blind your eyes cause I just ain't got no need for being scene
Here here this royal highness deem 2 ears and a mic all she need
My fists be clenching ink but I'd drop you drown the kitchen sink
cause once my pipes done got you gripped its up to me where they get linked
Ill take you places you didn't think a pretty girl like me would wander
I get kinky with my ponders but my verbiage dark and somber
you'd be finder of my flows if I could just direct them yonder
cause my frontinb' downright daunting, damn,  my stubborn cunt's sure just me jammed
cause I clam up and block my Hauck, Keeping PG
 has been my plan,
Like an angel, man, i've tried, but straight up truth ought be provided

 

Tryna Be A Man Da

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“Tryna Be A Man Da”

#12 Thus Spake Ill

 

Can I get an A for this dude trying to be a man

Da thats me can you keep up with these stanzas?

Ego straight bitch, I hugged myself into da clink got me poppin what they say black my lashes up a bit cause im back full attack this time brought my pack of cigs cause i aint no princess biznotch for the kids said my piece bout the neck now im reping where im at cause im underground for good but im sticking with the facts

Im a chick weak clique but im straped with rhymes for miles 

I was raised in the burbs, hip hop brought me smiles

took me out the picket fence, ima henchmen on the bend   

cause I call my daddy Wu when I feel i gotta vent

Emcees came and went, mentally in flames, I'm spent,

Sent on a death dash every fool who on the set

Wanna talk lead shower but they flows go sour

Cause beyond the surface top live a girl who got power

So heres your princess, simply distresslesss

You can shake me poke me rape me but I never will confess,Cause this chick god blessed with a love for mental festering,One day ill caress all you heads with messy things

Cause yeah I'm kinda goth with a buttress fully stocked,

While im strapped embedded locked in a Tabernacle box

Like a fox in a den except im hungry for the shocks

Take me out rent me PLEASE I got the pussy chicken pox

Wanna hop and skip your pulses make you ask ya dude what? 

Cause I Love this shit to pieces but not sure if you inoculated, yet, if you crew, if you hear with one or two, can you recognize game if I’m rocking me some blues?

Can’t subdue my endless chew out of these rappers in the stew cause I got a lot of flavor you can call me bouillon cube, NET worth: Lambourghini, Horsepower: Fettuccini, 

My torque dependent upon my vials from Houdini,

I fade in and out but i was made to get it out

I shout I rap Ill trap you and believe me Ill attack

After taking out your ribs im going straight for the calf,

One day this ill I got’ll spat upon the track, but for now I keep on cackling’ cause you still think Its an act

I used to lose it get confused when emcees spew clever cues,

Now im the same way I stick em just right where I choose

Im amanda kellah Hamlin, sent to end the damn parade

Here to set your float ablaze, Ill ruin anybody’s day

I’m a sinner please forgive me but my niche just needs a fix,

My pseudo-afro pick tell you I somewhat give a shit

I crave a taste of brave I'm the cool from out the cave

I'm a kiss on killahs graves guess how I praise the ones who ain’t been laid

your a little turned away so off with all your thoughts

I’m a little sharp spark pluggin straight into ya heart 

I'm the noose Im the dart Im the devil little nark

Im inertia, im the reincarnation and the start

My death wish bleeds like a bitch does from her knees

I never tease but damn how I can keep sleezes like a Super righteous sniper I bukkake by my Mic-holds, check my prose, then repeat, you swear to god how I disclose

In my mind like a samurai im a truely blesed emcee

You showed me code I held on tight through the doom and out the free,

Still rock in slow motion you get owned by my sticky tricks

The next side winder up dominatrix 

Shit gets risky when fools wanna roast my mind

like dietitions saying fist sized chicken cut'll get you right

Never slay but rule of thimble kinda nice

You ain't a head until you got mad plights trying to blind ya this hip hop plight like demons feeding mice

 provide flows by rhyme alone without context get you toast! If my tongues kinda tied ill la la la till the pen dies but when I’m outta tries, its t9ime to recognize.  

But never do I fade out; I keep it on track, 

I puff I pass to you be from my soul and not my ass 

Because I’m a little spacey while the rest are kind janky,

I expect your ass to thank me from tid-bits from my compilation, 

Smoke cigs in front of your kid, Pompous my main gig, 

I trump your game in skill but speed remains with those who stick with it, 

I ride it out I write it down I’m forever underground

Ima pass on dthis, said I when I shoulda wowed

brass tax straight up this shade of pink ain’t tough 

from this side of the court I rep the spot but you all are stuck, I'm a HUE-man, a white whore wit some poise, I swat at your flies for your cause my arms my only toy I chase beat shoot the shit and claim crime be on the rise just cause I can’t see nobody smiling wide outside my lion pride