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My shooters on a ‘drill for the paper’ so it’s “Bombs-Over-Baghdad”
Im Palm-N-This-Black-Mag, & twisting his top like a Glad-Bag
Suplex this Dudes-Neck on the Damn-Mat
& put ‘Mandela’ in a ‘Nelson’ & watch this bitch Tap-Fast
Hit you with Swift-Jabs & ‘Air Bag out’ like side rear Impact
This was a short-term Colostomy cause I’m done with this SHIT-BAG
Saviorself claims he sells. He's connected with some Spanish whore.
But the worst drugs I bought came directly from El Salvador.
Fiends didn't feel the crack at all, like ADHD and Adderall.
So business declined like after Karl Marx wrote Das Kapital.
My writing is on another level like the top shelf in libraries.
Higher than the Pyrenees, inspiring to climb the leagues.
But light MC's like you needs to open up your eyes and see.
What I'm saying is this kid-nee's a failure like Bright's disease.
What are you anyway? A Savior or a Hellraiser, a leg in each camp?
Johnny Blaze is Saviors alias, or is it Meth OD, Man?
Must be the last since he has no teeth like a tweaked tramp.
This Hell's Angel likes the biker gangs providing cheap crank.
Ayo fuck it, I'm riding the Clichés like a sponsored skateboarder.
Meanwhile, you're in your PJ's with a takeaway order.
He claims to be ill, but false affadavits is sacriledge.
He's back in the 90's, that's why he's wearing that baggy shit.
I'd write an Ebenezer Goode bar but who'd get it? Only me,
Plus I'm mad about that meth line & how you closed seemed weak,
Who still thinks Wu Tang references sound dope in frees?
Plus meth's manageable, you know how hard an OD be?
Up until that that bar you were doing great,
You were loving yourself, noob mistake,
I'll use a blade, the skin from ya chin to ya roof get flayed,
Have shaman really feeling shaman losing face
Bag Mandela can't remember: It's Wu Tang Forever.
This guy did more fucking shrooms than Terence McKenna.
So a single touch and he curls up quicker than snail antennas.
He's the fastest on track to turn bitch like Caitlyn Jenner.
Meth's managable? I'm sure you're an expert on the topic.
Matter fact, weren't you that guy married to Joe Exotic?
No, wait, this bitch is indigenous like Pocahontas.
From the slums of Johannesburg, so he know's ebonics.
Nah, fuck Bag Mandela and his aunt Jemima.
Mine a badman from the land Jamaica.
That hashbag you sold me couldn't be mediocre-er.
Cuz my bars are solid like gold from Ethiopia.
So lay off the opiates, and stop shaming the Shaman.
I don't wan't a Bag Mandela, that fella was a legend.
And stop hitting on your college professor, playing footsies.
This South African's a Disgrace, like J. M. Coetzee's.
That's a lot of south African angles you chose to write there,
But you'd know I'm from the UK if you just look
< right there,
N that right there shows your names more than relevant,
Shaman have blind belief & yours is prevalent,
Despite facing reality, a single thought develops n in their case that amounts to supporting evidence,
You strike me as less of an indigenous chief with religious beliefs and more of someone who trips for relief n assumes some kind of wisdoms achieved cuz while hitting ya peak you were thinking as deep as your limits'll reach, you probs say "you gotta experience it, it's not a thing you can teach",
That mystical peace has been decrypted by geeks, there are books on neurology in existence to read, Pihkal & Tihkal haven't meant our spirits are free, they've just given us E's,
And a list of ingredients with the means to assist in becoming a psychedelia Smith,
I've completed the lot, from mescaline n weed on a milder day,
To 60mg of dmt visiting hyperspace,
Think your 3rd eyes in shape, wide awake?
Unlikely mate, Bags tired of hate so I'll advise you straight,
That way, what in your life has changed since your last liberty caps date?
For every extract, tablet n cachet in your stash sha,
That's -1 for your cash sha, and your cachet,
I could be bolder n break him, but I'll be graceful n save him,
Or next time he rock up shay'll be flaking
Do you come from South Africa? shit, no bro, where’s this prick’s home though? you’ve not got one, you’re a Brit hobo.
This ain’t South Africa, but these some sick flows so if I drop a cop’s corpse in the river it’s the limp-popo.
Wait, wait, let’s get back to basics,
You do come from SA. your dad’s a rapist.
So you know in both ways Bag relates if he got bad relations with Mandela like a massive racist,
If it it was up to this Mandela they would never even been emancipated, and damn fam I didn’t wanna have to say this,
Why you talking to TheShaman for? I’ll can tell your future free:
I’mma turn up at your door at night when it’s just you an’ me,
For all that shit you’ve been talking I’mma wound your knee,
for your cap I’mma put pop a cap in your cap like a stack of hats and that’s actual facts and it’s soon to be.
Was it the first time you battled Chree or the second? Both were close there’s no need to say,
But when you wrote a joke about ‘branching out’? Either way. Either way it could’ve gone either way.
Ay, Mandela..
I know where you live, so you better hide your wife and your kids.
When I'm taking your life you're saying goodnight without any kiss.
Nah, I'm just playing. We know he ain't enacting the Brady Bunch.
That shit was written during heroin withdrawals like Naked Lunch.
He's in love with this confused bitch, babbling with the government.
So I have to smoke the hooker like the caterpillar in Wonderland.
Tell him this is the real world: It's just some e-girl, not a deep pearl.
Stay healthy. And go take a selfie with the Oracle in Delphi.
Cuz if you take the wrong step, thinking it's an open invitation,
You'll have bats chasing you like Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.
You couldn't have a sober conversation when I wrote my dissertation,
Let alone decode the information in the opening of Matrix.
So just relax and let the Shaman cook.
I open minds like an ancient book.
Newbies only move straight like rooks,
But like castling the king, I can bend the rules.
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And Virb beat me to it, but he can get it later.
For me it's second nature.
I'll seal his fate or have him flee his state like a meditator.
Virb posted 50 mins before you, what a piss take,
If takes you that long to write you need to stop and think mate,
I usually rattle mine out while on a shit break,
If you enter LLL you'll have to phone work & cop a sick day,
Ahh yes, "decoding the matrix", how could I simply forget bout
That thing said by people with cranial room so big they could rent out,
You are the matrix, at first I was thinking ya fresh now after seeing the sequels it's a bit of a let down,
I'm being honest, straight with conversating bout how you've dropped in ratings but it's not frustrating,
I'll assume I've just caught you ovulating,
N I stay outside, too cold, that's why I body sha king,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w024RTi2lIg
You're getting bent overbackwards in rap like Daily yoga
Daily quotas every time you lose from stepping in the booth like Haley Owens
These are your baby moments, dad one eightied on ya.
Ray liotta when I shoot and dump this fool in lake kyoga
I'm dropping so much heat you get taken out like A.C motors.
I havent seen so much salt since saline donors
No theories when I drop this Big Bang on Kaley cuoco.
You're up shits creek in a beijing rowboat.
Made in china you think you're putting in work until the babies sign up.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unQ-vOagHWQ
Oh, so he ain't a rookie after all. I guess he can think straight.
But I'll mess up his head in either chess, boxing or a blitz game.
I ain't on the john when I'm on the job, leaving traces for the cops.
You're like Donald Trump. Just making random shit up on the spot.
If we put a beat on like Chree, I just rhyme a setup with the punchline.
But Chree is small money like I'm paying for a bonsai.
You're in outer space, tryna throw shade up on the sunshine.
I'm old school, Rappers. Delight is on, like you're checking if I'm online.
Chree, I've got crack in my fingers, cuz I heard you snappin'.
Now he's salivating. So when I snap my fingers the staff with tap him.
That means he gets water from the rock like his name was Moses.
I just paid some cholos to wake this bozo up, cuz it was baking soda.
So skip your daily yoga class. I'll run you over like an overpass.
Leave this body rotting on the street without a soul attached.
I turn the heat up like the turfs in Greece when I'm burning Chrees.
I'll put it in my will to kill you, cuz this is murder in the first degree.
Dude thought he had a brief ascension.
How you gonna let your hair line look like Lisa Simpsons.
He's claiming higher power something shamanistic.
You rap on another *plane* with loss of both engines,
Your punchlines aren't even a box to piss in.
I'll make you think you're lord of the rings two towers then go Nine Eleven.
I'll snap dogs neck like I AM LEGEND.
You'll need two more body bags for the next kid.
You ain’t ever bark, you just make whines, you’re not really Chree, see I heard on the grapevineQuote:
Originally Posted by Chree
You’re Soar Kaid back with more bait lines, and saying go slit your wrists ain’t a hate crime if the phrase rhymes,
So I’ll tell you to cut yourself and that’s straight fine, since you’re a Chree and a Soar at the same time.
Wait, see, he ain’t Chree, he’s just a shrub, a fucking scrub, not a great pine…
I just wanna help their growth when I fought with a rival…
Sequoias burn and reseed as a sort of revival so it’s forming a cycle, see, Chree needs this kinda fire to ensure his survival.
Talking to TheShaman about Lord of the Rings but it’s quite bizarre, why’d do you write the bar? this shit’s twice as hard;
Two Towers? You ain’t get held in high regard, a magic man attacked by a Chree ain’t a wise facade, bitch this isn’t Isengard.
Virbius is spitting straight superfluous verbiage.
Working himself so hard he had 33 hernias.
But when I insert it in his bitch's cervix it's surgical.
No need to be curteous. I made her take it like birth control.
Nah, I'm actually a gentleman. Just with technical rhyme skills.
And so is Virb, living on the curb, while paying her light bills.
Once he sucked a fag; he took a drag. But she laced it with NyQuil.
So he woke the next day in pain like ladies in high heels.
I'm just kidding; saying he's getting laid is actually flattering.
When he's a Tolkien fan and loves playing Magic the Gathering.
You can find him at Comicon with a pot belly and a pony tail.
Frothing over some limited edition like it was the Holy Grail.
Yo, this phony's frail. If his homie fell he won't be posting bail.
So don't mix it up and get shocked when Ernest Goes to Jail.
He's mad I'm being honest, so he needs some AC and air vents.
I'm just saying he's a has-been. That's why Virb is past tense.
Who you foolin this time?! I’m the SAVIOR the one whose truly divine
Ascending from the bluest of skies & prophesy to the truest of minds
But also came to rid of faggotry so I’m scorching Chree & V
Setting these souls on fire as I’m torching these forest deities
VIRB ain’t about that ACTION, so DeNOUNce The Name
I’m BOOSTING the crime rate when I put this 4 Pound To Your Frame
I get the bitches pussies PUMPING like Massive Gains
Think you Attracting Dames?!
This Bastards Face no one could stomach like Gastral Pain
I don’t need PSYCHEDELICS to lift ya soul into the Astral Plane
Shaman off the Ayahuasca if he thinks he’s Flowing Proper
I’m Holding Choppas, leaving slugs Scolding in ya third eye chakra