reasoning logic
 
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Reply Thu 17 Nov, 2016 08:33 pm
@Illustraight,
I have no beef with your style, I was joking about the funny but true rap video I shared. Confused

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reasoning logic
 
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Reply Sun 20 Nov, 2016 07:34 pm
Rap?

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theprofessor
 
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Reply Sun 4 Dec, 2016 08:24 pm
@theprofessor,
I don't wanna be a weapon . Living a cursed blessin,
Everything I touch cuts. In my heart its all love
These steel fists fit snug in golden gloves
Reach out for a hug . Pop a thugs lung
Thinking what have I done to deserve this
Urges adrenal surges make people nervous
Does that make him evil .
I spell evel with two ees
Let out my kenevels too breathe
It's to ease . Take a giant to his knees
Never blink at violence
Looking straight in the eyes of demise
Stay vibrant
Ima keep my word
That doesn't mean stay silent
Stage riots
Jump in a mosh pit
Knock a muthafucker out if they wanna talk ****
You wanna talk ship let's start sailing
Oceans of emotion
You wanna talk slick don't slip

reasoning logic
 
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Reply Sun 4 Dec, 2016 08:42 pm
@theprofessor,
Excellent. Cool
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Illustraight
 
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Reply Sun 18 Dec, 2016 09:34 am
@theprofessor,
Michael Savage called it a racket, Trump called it an epidemic
I call it an engine powering my thinking, the strength is epic
Lord of the Rings ****, when Gandalf strikes his staff with a lightning flash
I strike your ass when I recite these raps
Fantastic like the Beasts but you'll never Find it
Brain full of secrets, but y'all believe he's narrow-minded
That's why you cats are all quick to eschew
Put me in a skillet and leave me to simmer and stew
What's the dilly with you? I can't get this through you
You're like a border I can't cross with military dudes
Every time I try and pass you'll interrogate
And then intimidate and eliminate, give me a break!
Then you have the balls to suspect Ills
Your tactics and pep talks are all ineffectual
There are angels standing right next to you
Recording your sins and your acts in their textbook
You reap what you sow, God is not mocked
All your motives are bullets in His glock, He will pop shots
You think your works are top notch?
Don't be sure, 'cause someone out there will knock you off your spot
How terrible is wisdom when it brings no profit to the wise?
Your minds are all disguised
Folks like you sodomise and give me unwanted advice
But like autumn, the wise shall fall and die
...... Don't say I didn't warn you guys
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theprofessor
 
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Reply Thu 22 Dec, 2016 05:30 am
If Im to speak from the heart it gets bloody
deep in the dark , you can see it, the spark , you can sieze it ,
you conceive it
just dont ceasar, n conceed it , sometimes you gotta ease grip n let go
lets go , lets go beyond , lets grow be strong , ten fold the pen hold
when you grasp a pencil ,you grasp at mens souls ,
i know its mental lotta these pussies menstrul try to push these buttons
, long as the kush be buddin im cushy cuzzin
, that aint even close to comfort
**** life, **** death,
wonder which will cum first
I writ my own birth n crumpled the page dropped it to earth
loosing my mind keep digging these rhymes hopeing i'll find it in the dirt
they looking for a god , wont find it in church
wont find it in ya wine, wont find it in ya hurt
wont find it in ya gold , wont find it in ya myrrh
might find it in ya soul , might find it in the mirror
looking back on all those years,in the reflection of ya tears
perception is everything , everythings perceptions, no exceptions
everything you know is a lesson , it'll never make you less an you can only grow , grow homie grow , homigo , my amigo , grow ...

Feynman Rich












Illustraight
 
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Reply Mon 26 Dec, 2016 03:51 am
@theprofessor,
P.L.O. Style, Buddha Monks with the Owls
..... And no, I'm not talking about Harry Potter's fowl (*owl hoot*)
I'm so wild, I might as well stick my dick in an artichoke
until it turns green and all the motherfucking plants are broke
Pass me some pot to smoke, I need some euphoria
'Cause it's boring just going to church screaming out "Gloria!"
Listening to Temples of Boom, sweetly ignoring the
hustle and bustle and all the loud screams in the corridor
(*screams*)
Shut the door and light the bong
Everything has got the wheels spinning like that George Michael song
Too ******* bad that he's passed
I wish someone would've shoved a bag of crack up his ass
like the day that he got caught committing adultery
Cheated on his chick with a prom fiend, addicted to idolatry
Too many years in a seedy cage with a greedy face
got you looking like one of those characters in "Streets of Rage"
But **** it, I'm not selling my rocks to Satan
Christ is my regular customer, I'm not complaining
Matter of fact, I'm getting sick of these aches
Pass it to a rich person, and let him break for a change!
Illustraight
 
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Reply Mon 26 Dec, 2016 06:08 am
@Illustraight,
I remember my first Atari
Back in the '80's, that computer was my earliest technology
The keypad stretched out, bigger than my fingers
The cursor blurted out figures as it lingered
I figured, "What TV show is this, fella?"
My Dad is like, "This programme's an interactive thriller
You set the command and the computer does the rest."
My heart got racing like the Gumball Rally contest
I was buckwild at the sight at a game screen
Especially when we played Head Over Heels on the TV
Ghostbusters, and Spy Vs. Spy
Couldn't figure the task, the first thing I did was die
Then came the Sega and Nintendo consoles
Six beautiful games within the mix which were optional
Double Dragon was the ****, it was honourable
Super Mario jumping on things while he swallows 'shrooms
From that era came the Genesis
The Mega Drive was my Eve, sticking games in the clitoris
Gave her adventure, a platform and a beat-'em-up
Gave the freak a 1-Up and picked up an item to heat her up
Illustraight
 
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Reply Mon 26 Dec, 2016 06:10 am
@Illustraight,
Bought a semi-auto and saw my not-so-skilled builder
Put holes in him and rubbed his wounds with PolyCell filler
Nailed him to the wall and asked him, "Where's the ****'s my billers (money)
before I kill you and send you up to your spirit healer?"
He said, "I didn't have it, I used it to fix my kitchen!"
Got mad, dragged him on the street and kicked his dick in
Pointed the weapon at him and brayed with such a wild voice
that I made the dead phone the police and complain of the loud noise
"I'm not kidding! Give me my paper right now, boy!
If you don't, then I'm gonna make you shake just like a cowboy!"
He started squealing like a pig with its tail harmed
running round scared like he just witnessed a hailstorm
I made him shook like castanets by mariachi bands
He knew what would've happened if he didn't give me my clams
I'm not even doing this for me, but for my mother
She doesn't tolerate double-crossing motherfuckers
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reasoning logic
 
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Reply Wed 28 Dec, 2016 04:12 pm
Can you imagine going to church with your mother on Christmas and you see that someone accidently printed the lyrics to a hip hop song in the church bulletin?

Illustraight
 
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Reply Sun 1 Jan, 2017 05:57 am
@reasoning logic,
Surprisingly enough, some Tamils in India actually like 50 Cent.
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theprofessor
 
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Reply Sun 15 Jan, 2017 08:29 am
@theprofessor,
, I aint ever quit ,less its putting up with bullshit , you can wave your white flags
I ignite frags of rhetoric, its like that, where my nikes at ,
in ya mouth , so you better check it, these pussies want a nice cat
doggie I aint like that ,hit home runs with a spiked bat
they looking at me wrong like how can he right that
I aint even look back at um , just keep going right passed
get a grip every time the mic passed
looking back after the years gone, life passed
thyne glass is half full a malice half full a alice
I wonder if I'll land , take air or sea,
ima blow up my doh up
baked making cake with kerosene
dont know whats worse
being scared of nightmares
or being scared ta dream
wake up baked up apparently son'n these parodys
tryn ta parent me transparently cant compare ta me
with a clone and a pair of me ,
you can kiss my fruit a looms , the way im pre-pearing these
ima be brief, hit the reef , then hit the street , kick a beat
the rest is history,histamines hit ya gut like I kicked ya spleen
life can kick your butt , kick you down , kick back kip up ,
Kick ass , never give up an Inch , I was always down
Bitch what ? I wouldnt give you down , what makes you think ima give up
live up to your own expectations not the expiration code stamped on ya neck
next...


HIGHpro

Stay Fresh Much Love









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