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06-30-2013, 10:54 PM
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Don't believe the hype
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NETCEES CYPHER THREAD
What is good Netcees ?
What's with the green lemony ? So many clicks and jealousy Green with envy essentially So much skill and celebrity I ain't mad though, ya'll poetically, The realist heads on tha net, see It's vulgarity, obscenities obsessively Some how selfishly, but I'm in this registry Listen to this chilled out reveille I made a beat, it stomps heavy Wanna hear it ? It's plenty trendy No one hears though...anyone. Any ? Let's lay it down. I, deputy. Inside Empty We need a little depth to see controversy Post up free write spits Or ya favorite pen dips Out ya mind to the world Or in a memo to ya ole girl A letter home from Vietnam A broken man to seeing YAH Whateva homie, run yo game You got this Jake, auto-made Hide yo shame, alive today Cause man tomorrow you pay Believe me, I've been down most days I'm up though cat, at McDonald's gettin' paid It ain't easy being this way yesterday Get right, flip names, flex pain What's on ya mind ? I'mma come back in time And take different roads Maybe finish High school so The lonely shoals lighten betta growth In those holes is an oath though Next time I post, Joes will be blown You hoes will know.
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What is public must be legit, fit for average consumption, don't forget. What is private is handled by pirates, prying loose profits from prosthetics. To tell the difference between: first remain unseen with a steady breath and hope, then listen to the cracks in the wall with a stethoscope. Last edited by Coup; 06-30-2013 at 11:14 PM. |
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07-01-2013, 03:03 PM
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Don't believe the hype
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Ayo, I work at McDonald's
Flipping burgers, mixing words A line chief cook but in my head Thinking schemes flowing' parapet Drive through window pickup dispatch "Yo homie, do you want rhymes with dat"
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What is public must be legit, fit for average consumption, don't forget. What is private is handled by pirates, prying loose profits from prosthetics. To tell the difference between: first remain unseen with a steady breath and hope, then listen to the cracks in the wall with a stethoscope. |
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07-01-2013, 04:01 PM
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if you gonna give him rhymes make sure they super sized
...let them kno off the cuff you ain't no small fry I'm juss tryna kick the rust watching how high see me with Hubble cloud nine and do a swan dive... been a while since I got up on my texting shyt...LW/RM used to flex n shyt 4 eleven hype bore witness to the best of shyt killing whole crews fuck a battle I gave out estimates... lil known dude by the name of DyaLeX... typing keys with a fury that can fry the net.. flows bolder as he got older...such a threat he turned a pencil necked geek into a whistleblower... blackballed now I'm back with a piff aroma..sonned a cat up in cypha watch who can diss below ya You can say that the love finally coming back...I'm juss a textcee like yall but still go check my track!!! my b for the plug but fuck it lol... |
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07-28-2013, 04:49 AM
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leave you wreck n back like that text went flat
flex wit bats i couldnt a wreckd a cat, stretch the fat chewed in my teeth grittin keep spittin when weak simp's in my streak flinchin get beat to inches of they life i spray mics fuck they hype. i straight light up the place twice a match's tip dispatch ya bitch wida flash ya glimpse like a 35 swerve to find my nerve n blind ya learnin my lessons like buddhas ya bitin on my weight like barricudas |
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09-05-2013, 09:39 AM
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Im moving to fast, gotta slow down with all the sex,
Its not a question, Im the answer to your paternity test, Although Im getting ready for work as we speak, Im balls deep within the walls inside of your moms cheaks, ya'll bitches stink at rapping and I got to be honest, they should make a new deodorant with your name on it, Im in my taco bell clothes ready to serve tacos, but not like the one that I just ate on your mom though, |
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09-19-2013, 06:52 AM
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servin air to these ho's... just might be heir to these clothes,
label stitchin clean- might go to war fa this shit like Ares, he knows. nahhh.. the money nicer down the street-- ta get it, wifey playin me close. knowin damn well if i upgrade... she HAS TA lay me n' blow.
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09-21-2013, 09:36 PM
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Don't believe the hype
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Abba YAH
What you do is forevermore Since the foundation of earth You established the corners thereof On perfect wisdom and power You sit on high alway watching Forgive me of my transgressions Father I forgive those who sin against me You knowest the doings of man And test the heart of your servants Knowing some seek your way We praise you For your great longsuffering And tremble at your terrible anger We look to your tender mercies For guidance around about in our goings Striving to be found worthy of your kingdom Put far from us an evil thing, less we transgress you Stablish your word in our heart and keep us Have pity on our souls, teach us understanding Raise us up, lead us away from temptation Bring your law to our awareness to keep We are in a world that does not know you To obey at your every word Fore snares are confidante against your people Our countenance is weak but we enure And to the stranger within thy gates He is one in the same, he heard of your fame How you judged Egypt with swiftness Raised up the heathen to do your will We praise your salvation Knowing the strength of your right hand We draw near while you can still be found Putting off the old man and turning To do good in the sight of your eyes Knowing for a certainty that you are the only living Elohim of Israel |
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10-09-2013, 06:11 AM
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V.V
Join Date: Sep 2013
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positivity minused, while these allegedly spineless
go to war over words like a challenge with knightsmen Well if i slap u with a glove, theres a dick in it, N' if you get mad internet love, there're a lotta sentimental men kissin. just sayin tho. u do this shit for a livin... u niggas aint playin yo... so why downplay ur day's upside if thats the life u actually portray in oath? i hate trolls that know better... i hate those pretending to be cold when they know sweaters. Foes. If u hold em', fold... cuz my goal's to replace a numbered quota with a couple cloned letters. vv.
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10-10-2013, 07:08 PM
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The Clown Prince
Join Date: Apr 2013
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I am the hand of Midas the eye of Osiris
the truth is the silver lining, and I lie right behind it fly high as your highness, Cleopatra, die from your sinus rely on your eyes, dig from the site to find it comply with overrated compulsion, seek a consultant take over from there, I am revolted disgusted with the words they had rode in.. on..to the next one, respectful component interested opponent, at the desk...resting devoted flip a coin, hope your head is in the open keep the tails to yourself, injected your closeness siamese try to be what I am, oh shit... thats twice the brain power, life gives lemons hope that it ain't sour
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10-11-2013, 03:56 AM
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V.V
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Marriage ensued... macrocosm, mack and a magic in broom...
Macro in tune... autopilot this action as you fashion the tools. Autobot faction this fraction of fagless platoon... All are fascinating facets of my baggage exhumed.
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10-15-2013, 01:28 AM
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The Clown Prince
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Jekyll and Hyde dressing in hype of a mescaline high
whether to ride is never concise unless recklessly blind question the lies injected by life when testing the tides Projecting a side messy as I..clean cuts flexing with shine pressing my 9 against lesser of minds and shedding some pride depressing that what your ingesting is my incredible plight get me worked up again and we might get our measurements right
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10-15-2013, 02:18 AM
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Funeral cases after tutelage in pugilist basics
Back and forth through the usual- its as huge as its baseless Yet... something infused in this slew of displayed scripts Suggests a penmanship unusually too cool to be played with.
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10-15-2013, 02:51 AM
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The Clown Prince
Join Date: Apr 2013
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Drain the orifice before you torture it
borderline disorders cause morbid coordinates swing by gorgeous mi amor is pouring.. its a quarter to midnight and I'm soaring with.. shortened temper but laugh at the importance of life of course crying is the calling card I'm supporting it ordering it to continue as tears are pouring in poor lil thing...I'm only here for the morgue inhibits inhabitants...livid with the twist contortionists boring...boring as the first time I've aborted it its not my place to be or speak... why lie of course it is
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10-15-2013, 08:44 PM
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V.V
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lipstick cursives dispersed as a passive aggressive graffiti
she suppresses, depressed and she needs me yet she's stressed, convinced that her besty and me have been cheating. laughing-off the accusation, the ego's in full-fledged refusal of closure... she knows few modes more intimate than this, and it slows her, chess the mood, wrestless with jests amidst fools. I win in all bets... dick's a threat- clits wooed.
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10-15-2013, 11:31 PM
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The Clown Prince
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I'm just bridging the concept digging into prospects
living with a wig dipping in progress when it comes off the top. I take the rigging & drop sense cross reference anyone missing this raw shit I end the simplest lives with my own pilgrimage nonsense first to get it livid while pitching to the loch ness Get your imagery twisted for the sake of congress get shut down
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10-16-2013, 03:20 AM
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The Clown Prince
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Rushed out like Obama
I touch down in gold armor clutch crowns with no problem Sucks how you close callers bust out like ho's topless Plucked outta cold water what now you code talkers should tuck Yao in yo' cold whopper Get some growth bitches
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10-16-2013, 03:30 AM
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V.V
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Spinach! oh so delicious...
ode owed to kitchens, where green groves of fixins Were the mean bowl, the chief's soul, would clean colons with quickness One heave ho, you'd leave home- for clean bowls to shit it I mean, woe is the critic who believes gold is the brisket. Bitch! We know the green glow means mo'... EAT YO SPINACH!!!
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10-16-2013, 05:59 AM
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I speedwrote visions between cold sun-up and the scion of eclipses,
creosote fished a lung to itch outta one of my ironwrought visages, Find the FireFox Trot Nixonses, bob for Adam's Applet in this absence of physician scripts, I sat in indecision between Vatican static electricians and accident premonitions, It smacked a bit of frankencense, Bangladesh and Icarus. Bring me all your cynicists, Sang a song, put a sping on half its steps. Scaled the inversion back, Like honey I shrunk the first battalion and half their murder-bats
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10-16-2013, 06:35 AM
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V.V
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each stanza's a fecal conglomerate mongering for ovations
ponder the honor of satan, monitoring my vacation... sean conner's dopple in a marvel of stark revelations... to mark 47 in a walmart, small darts toppling the location. guap in the small stalks of each sock as the colossal twat calls my phone, patient. I answer the call of the wild... she flowed like a nile with no irrigation...
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10-16-2013, 02:38 PM
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The Clown Prince
Join Date: Apr 2013
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Hard edged on a dull blade swinging til the blood spray
Feather weights get carried away by the gusts grace front face soldier I'm going opposite of the one way linguistic technician respected flood system lyrical gun play meeting metaphorical transitions Singing swords. bud blazed by magnifying the suns rays orchestrated fun day deported tactician the stanzas well written but the message lacks image kill em all and have the flag half risen
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