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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


Rifle Excitement

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“RIFLE EXCITEMENT”

#8 Thematic, Raddest, Baddest

The day I found the gun I held it in my hand

gripped so tight till my fingers lost their tan  

held it kept it close carried it upon my shoulders, nestled in between my breasts, I was a fan like a teen with a beiber poster

never wanna let it go even when I showed the bros

Next to me when i ate, buckled up on the interstate
when at night I lay to sleep still my heat be within reach
heavy weigh the instantaneous spray as a
 Hurst after bullets taken your breath we be shooting the shit but got my guard my metal arm and fist, plus its barrel so clean like tweet tweet marathoner take the streets, triggers say skeet skeet lead shower do excrete  ,

my side kick prosthetic limb my piece protects and also 

 so my arms forever free and at peace ... and at piece, yeah it was the piece

My rifle super righteous mightier than Titans Triton longer than a city pipe this piece so heavy it's

 


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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6th Floor Infantry




 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

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

 


Brainiac - Razpro - Braniac / Racishism


Braniac Instrumental
 

BRAINIAC

Its a brainiac attack! spectacular disaster
its erratic SMACK to the max impact im after
time for a psychedelic acid trip alas so
drip five inside mine eyes and drop a blotter after
Blast! sporative laughter captivate my mind all night
Ecstatic satisfaction and deliciousness collide
Til visions extra wise arise colors super bright
Light climbs from outta corners

  #1.

 a brainiac attack, spectacular disaster

Stirring up rubble down-a-trip-cid-istic travel

Blotta ripper drip mine eyes or extendemon highs, sir

Tons of wonder not zi deez befores ive undone fiver

Sidney uncollid-a-shall we psychatrip tonighter

Real erratic smack to the max impact designer

Paralyz-a lapse in awe of extralaugh insider

Captiveyes your ass brass tax-a-satisfactors

Adding up escstaticism casting outtalaster

Blast! Mad-vexed-a-dastic static twice I passed her

Stashin up mass amounts-a-dice-so-yahtzee fastter

Splash in the past try to recognize alas, sir

Fraternize ur craft till its drafted doom to stagger

Master all the facts, yes, practice-ket, a task er

Infactualize inside repli-try-to-circumizer

Invite the guesst entire text was left to doubterniser

Return-a-nerve-to sender UPS is mine toodine er

The milkman quintessentially an ass-man a molester

Breasts arrest his sani-tease a coconutty shiester

Under udders queasy he confid-o-boast-a-wowser

Lucky me the hostess standing dong i ate it uppster

Rashun now allow disease but ruff to ceasa supper

Weares a prophylactic tupp a spastic-raz-ma-tazzer 

Talk enough a crap-u-tacularin-gitis blasphemy 

Easy computerrific go digitallibon-a-dee

Do little robotick-tock-a doodling with me

Alpha sag a litle betta straight down to the floor

Rag-o-rama disco side to side-n--den-direct-a-whore

Wordson deez brotronics app a rattus be da steez  

Diabetic-insulint in cans of pocket minty-freeze

Breath a lize a topoly, controversal studi-ordeos

Cookey to unlocket round your neck forever more

More to loverse than a sonnet daughters cot got covers on it,

Time to rest in wholey mammoth cheesy peace im gassed, BIZNOTIC


#2.

It a brainiac attack, specacular disaster

its erratic smack to the max impact i'm after

Parasitic trap time lapse sporactive laughter 

Captiveyes your sass brass tax-a-satisfactors

Adding up escstaticism casting outta plaster

Blast! Mad-vexed-a-dastic static twice Ive asked her

Stirring up masses rasta-psyche daddy Bastuerd

Splash in the past time to recognize alas, sir

Pastuerize crap till its just some stagnant matter

Master all the facts, yes, practice-ket, a task it

Infectualize inside replicattatrophic ur badder

Invite the guess entire test left unassessore

Return to the sender sexy UPS man confessor

The milkman quintessentially an ass-man, a molester

Breasts arrest his sanity pro-teen coconutty mess

Under udders queasy he turn the milky way the means

Lucky me the hostess standing dong i ate it up

Rational logicaloiries bio-metrical diesease

Fees for all prophylactic spastic-raz-ma-tazz-i-kees,

Talk a lotta crap-u-tacularin-gitis blasphemy

Easy computerrific go digitallibon-a-dee

Do little robotick-tock-a doodling with me

Alpha sag a litle betta straight down to the floor

Rag-o-rama disco side to sidedirect-a-whore

Rounded out cast a ways a ways away to three or four

Five percentages ago, the earth was flat and board

Wordson deez brotronics app a rattus be da steez  

Diabetic-insulint in cans of pocket mints please

Breath a lize a topoly, controversal orderies

Cookey to unlocket round your neck forever more

More to loverse than a sonnet daughters cot got covers on it,

Time to rest in wholey mammoth cheesy peace im gassed, BIZNOTIC


#3.

RASISCHISM

It a brainiac attack, spectacular disaster

its erratic smack to the max impact in fact, sir

Its a Parasitic time lapse trap enacting faster

Wanna Viralize my clan eradicate some factors

Captive by an empire dreamt up in my mind

theocractic matters reaking havoc under mines

An anti un-American semetic kinda mann

genetically expired notta fan of any land

DNAtion its amandamazing only race   

damn my soul in a jam an my attic got an ann

got a classist status so high im in command

tons of wonder full of nazis blowin ima fan

 Hit me hitlern historeasons why to give a damn

Rival families entire race problem be at hand

Trouble on the scale of kinda fishy to obscene

wish washy quaranic sandy arabica coffee been

Infectualize ghadaffi kinda scene ima copy

Monumental genicide monopoly devise

Left handed side of prized posses-shun green eyes

Applies to every Asian nation that i do decide

No longer janpanese allowed only can they stand

Born Against Her Will - Eligh - I Am Born

 BORN AGAINST HER WILL

Eligh - I Am Born

Shhh dare I say her name? My dead little sister got god damned
knock knock chair down at the door God's back
Shame on the man whomnever told her about the neck
now she's a stain upon my own in black ink   
Dare I say her soul ain't free? How dare me here still in hell she?  Shame, the news read, she was only 15
Now life was never fair but her suicide tears me apart,
from the inside out I'm paralyzed and all my thoughts
Dare I speak her name? I curse her in my prayers...
I'ma take that up with her myself for all I've had to bear  
Cuz now I'm left to wear this noose on my neck,
But I swear ill never drop it, u can't take it, s’all I got left
I’m cursed! suffering is mine, its true
not a lot can say they got the strength to take this confusion and pain
But I refuse to lose to this traumatic haunting monster
Influence my sister,  but forever I'll resist
This ring of sin, this villainous invasion
Taking reign upon my brain,  trying' to erase my sister's name?
Like a thorny crown, she's blood stain upon a gown, I try to get it out but the only hell that comes out... 
Revenge upon you little bitch how could you trust in such a prick this anti-Christ seductive lying piece of fibrous shit?
wistful, furious I’m listless – so the noose does gently sit,
Till the day I lose my grip
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
leave me be, this noose forever be a wicked curse on me  
My sister under influence of weakened hope and chemic-illness
Her visions never were fulfilling, Longing for flawlessness 
Love and joy mysteries, peace out of reach
taunted by societies enforced belief systems was she
No trust in herself, but frustration far too much
She was stuck inside utopia dreaming of the dust,
Such a battle what a storm such a useless world in store,
for a girl without a prayer every windows just door.
staring straight into a dismal state of Self-hate and Mutilation
 till the bleeding numbed the pain and all sensation faded,
Under pressure underweight each friend more fake
talking behind her back on the race to heaven’s gate
race to heaven's gate,
You little whore, you little slut, you ugly fat disgusting fuck,
You only purge two times a day? Don't cut as deep as us?
Well... that just not enough. But, If you hate yourself enough,  and your shrink says you're fucked you,
You'll be popular like us, Soon well hate each other's guts!
thats the essence of our clique, get with us cause we're the shit, so my sister mixed with bitches without confidence or wishes,
Till a verbal slaughter worse than all their slitted wrists!
Oh how I miss my little sister, My Darcy Lynne...
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
Away with you! You cursed noose, Forever its you I accuse!
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
Leave me be or else the noose will be the last of me, 
Shhh dare I say her name? my dead little sister got god damned
knock knock chair down at the door God's back
Shame on the man whomnever told her bout the neck
now shes a stain upon my own in black ink   
Dare I say her soul aint free? How dare me here still in hell she?  Shame, the news read, she was only 15
Life ain't ever easy, pleasing, fair, or just - believe me,
this suicide's been measly torn me up and paralyzed me
from the inside out my self, mind, and thoughts are all beside me
Dare i say her name? I curse her in my prayers,
parsed scrutiny spared pursed lips burst and tear  
Cuz now I'm left to wear this noose on my neck,
But I swear ill never drop it, u cant take it, s’all I got left
I’m cursed! suffering is mine, its true
not a lot can say they got the strength to take this confusion and pain
But i refuse to lose to this relentless haunting monster
Influence my sister,  but forever I'll resist
This ring of sin, this villainious invasion,
this torturous atrocious taunting tormenting coerscion
This corrosive brain forsaken-shame this eroded focus taken reign, 
this pain struck heart strung praise remains unspoken 
from a throat, silent hope tryin' to cope, with this emotion
like a scar, sown proud, sharp spoken, thorny crown,
fresh blood drippin down upon a white satin gown,
I try to spit it out, but the sound is faint n faded brown,
I'm hellbent shouting out whatever words are found:
Revenge upon you little bitch how could you trust in such a prick this anti-christ seductive lying piece of fibrous shit?
wistful, furious I’m listless – so the noose does gently sit,
Til the day I lose my grip
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
May it be in hell or heaven, her news a piece of me
My sister under influence of weakened hope and chemic-illness
Her visions never were fulfilling, Longing for flawlessness 
Love and joy mysteries, peace out of reach
taunted by societies enforced belief systems was she
No trust in herself, but frustration far too much
She was stuck inside utopia so dreams were of the dust,
Such a battle such a storm such a useless world in store,
for a girl without a prayer every windows just door.
staring straight into a dismal state of Self-hate and Mutilation
 till the bleeding numbed the pain and all sensation faded,
Under pressure underweight each friend more fake
talking behind her back on the race to heaven’s gate
Deceptive two-faced creatures no intelligence
Hate spake from the bitches lips she believed every bit
Inner critic soon to dominate her every little think
Imprisoned in her own skin her head echoed the disses
Till the ringing in her head as ugly as her slitted wrists
2Little whore little slut you ugly fat disgusting fuck
You only purge two times a day? And don’t cut deep as us?
Well that’s just not enough, But if you hate yourself enough
and youre shrink says you’re fucked up, You’ll be popular like us,
And soon we'll hate each other's guts
So my sister mixed with bitches without confidence or wishes
Till all her thoughts were just as messy as her slitted wrists
oh how i miss...

Soon we'll hate each other's guts, This concoction, this destruction,
Desolation and corruption, this ill befell upon my sis
till her final gift, asphyxiation. oh how i miss
Darcy in my memories, picture frames, family trees
Left us more than grievances, sacrificial lamb of treason
Wishful thoughts of rest in peace, now we're taunted by the beast
Leave me be or else the noose will be the last of me