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On Point [Sl1nky, Sooth, SkyWoot, Chosis, SickWithIt, iScotian]
- [Sl!nky]
- Oh behave boy, im no slave or toy, i'll get in no cage for ya joy,
- fuck it, get in this box, watch as i tip in cement from a bucket,
- and you use you as a decoy when im being shot at by #Leroy,
- i though he was my homeboy but at some point i must of pissed him off
- cause now he's set off, to destroy, but hold on, i don't deal with little boys,
- any shape or size, i only engage in rhymes, and gape at the way
- i videotaped the rape of sister, in a dark gloomy place playing twister,
- reside my fingers for a taste, "m dinner", mail the tape to the hotel you stay,
- "oh wow, what's this? a present" you open it, and it blows up in your face,
- im afraid to state, that her red fair hair has got my raping gauge flared,
- gingers should be scared, ima dip a syringe in her ming just to ensure,
- she's really ginger, cause you just can't be sure since i met her on Tinder,
- hit a bitch with a plank of wood and i got a splinter, so i lifted her hood,
- her bonnet and put the tip of my dick up on in it, put the throttle into sonic
- she starts spinning on my dick like she's bionic and screaming monotonic.
- My eyes are bled red and demonic, there's a harmonic before i pop it,
- but hit the break, this bitch is like food hanging from the edge of my plate,
- this was our first date and i forgot to tell her i might have AIDS...
- [Sooth]
- Elevated off'a high estate(higher state)
- you pay for your great grandfathers mistakes
- so it's safe to say, our generations depleted anyway,
- toxins and waste too toxic uranium couldn't stop the space
- I stopped, spaced out, faded now
- I suppose my fate placed me in the shoes I stay
- imbranded in my brain until it swelled in pain
- all'swell, love you have to forfeit to gain
- at the forefront moving forward, not for fame
- material shit sustain ya life
- you a stain on a white, T
- off and I'm off my rocker,
- jumping spinning helicopter yelling at cops
- "who shot ya?" after a few shots of vodka...
- [iScotian]
- now when it comes to that illflow im the sickest in this nation
- for months now i've sat back stressed and impatient
- see im a real artist y'all just imitation
- eyes open, rap pad's next generation
- [Slinky] Hook:
- This is lyricism, fuck your criticism,
- i didn't give you the permission
- call this activism, terrorism but
- never plagiarism, words of hypnotism
- got your eyes and mind spinning
- in sync and kicking with the rhythm (with the rhythm)
- This is lyricism, so fuck your criticism. (fuck your criticisim)
- [SkyWoot]
- i have the eyesight of a god of death, don't hold onto what you regret
- i see your name an the life that you have left the motions already set
- i count the seconds and each breathe once i'm done with what i said
- i'll stretch my chest an exhale what is left of anything i might forget
- i don't have to count the minutes but i can see things happen before they finish
- i don't know what it means to be alive but if it takes some time i'll realign
- the sun an stars to pronounce my stunning embark among a lumber yard
- i'm working hard to scan the sky an run amok the thunder charge
- the clouds will part and you will see the mountain tops peak above the dark
- i hope to sleep with out a peep so don't wake me from this reoccurring dream
- i need to be the one to believe the things i've set in stone along my path
- i sit home alone at last i try to think an get scared of my own past
- i used to hate the way that i would act but with all the oppositions that stacked
- i can concur that most of my life is such a blur all you have to do is ask
- it looks like vision is what i lack but at least passions always had my back
- fade to black the painted mask i'm wearing when you saw me last
- [Chosis]
- The underrated, so called uncreative, need to work on pronunciation
- the fuck is you saying? I make rap look fucking basic
- as those average side chicks in my fucking basement
- I'm gripping rapper, hidden daggers, slitting clavicles, ripping animals
- with kitchen spatulas, laughable rappers know not to match with the flow,
- will end up bodied into capsules yo
- pack a blow like a hoe that you take on trips
- stacking them Vegas chips, you taking acid hits
- leaving you on the vaguest trips,
- if im not the greatest then i'm planking your face in piss
- taste this dick, sensation twist like your taste buds after ya favorite grits
- slinky tossed the beat, collabing heat, frost to the weak
- cough and you weep, cough and then sneeze,
- hellish heat leaves weak Mc's losing they hope,
- we post up like flowers that bloom and they grown
- devouring rappers are consumables
- numero Uno lyrical skill big as sumo's
- you know i'm ready to bare arms like June clothes
- fools roll, I put they face in a box like oovoo
- tasting the shots, ooow no
- raiding the spot, ruin the show,
- blasting a missile, rappers are sacrificial
- we are gods but newcomers got ass to diss you
- rappad's a Tampad cause these fags got on they menstrual
- diss season what happened to, the peace and the love?
- now it's competition, internet G's and the thugs
- selling they soul for props, now be serious
- [SickWithIt]
- was raised in the deen, in the streets
- I am clean unlike the rest of these freaks
- I'm the hulk and I'm green, big, and mean
- Kidding, I'm small, white, and skinny
- Chicken legs dipped inside for the piggies
- I like to eat but I'm picky so please have pity
- On this young white boy grown up in the city
- W to the A and S to the H, I to the N
- G to the T and O to the N, home til the end
- South side across the bridge where I live
- Home of Kurt Cobain, where peeps snort cocaine
- And Heroin when they give in to the givin
- To those who can't win aren't living
- Their life's just pissing away and whizzing
- Astray offside the ash tray where they stay
- Reminiscing about the unforgiving
- Always hiding away and wishing
- For a better day as Ice Cube used to say
- "I think, to me, reality is better than being fake"
- Life's one big lesson, and that's not phrase.
- [iScotian]
- i bully blocks and hustle the worse corners
- im the reason feds placed city limits and search boarders
- im the reason fiends smoke and dust heads thirst water
- and why half y'all MC's would get dropped first quarter
- and yea i stay getting lit,
- and no i ain't gotta minute,im in a rush im on my way to get rich
- of course im on my job dawg,i stay hitting rifts
- i told y'all im focused kid and ill let the sig soak your wig
- then let the knife go and poke your ribs,im what a soldier is
- iScotian's ill flow get rap pad a doctor,they' cant cope with it
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