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02-14-2013, 09:34 PM
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Tesla's Rhyme Book
Starting off a series of one-sitting stream of conscious verses. I try to do one a day ranging from topical to flow driven to spazzing out. Criticism welcome. Just trying to find a balance.
__________________________________________________ __________________________ Day 1: Carlos Gracie Instrumental: http://www.datpiff.com/pop-mixtape-p...m7f3c1ab&tid=8 Packin' the heat like the passenger seat Shotgunnin' a beer; put one in the air? Pass it to me, uh... This hood ain't Tray Martin's; I'll his pull trainers off him You'll get a wood grain coffin if that flame is sparkin' I stay retarded like Algernon off flower pots... Where every mouse'll drop dimes for them county cops... So corner Dorner for sure you're a goner From court informers to more reporters than a crowded dock... I'm down to box for a pound of rocks like an inmate Towers watch with a clip aimed; I'm out ta block like I'm Dikembe... Pull out an ox? Better sound the horn or I just may Slip a shiv made from a switch blade length ways inside his rib cage... Bow to your sensai; with all students against meh I twist wrists like Frisbees till disks slip and they're in pain... Submit a bar and I'ma break your arm... Get on a feat and it's a figure four... I'm Carlos Gracie dog Inspiration:
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