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August 31st, 2024, 03:04 AM
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Emerald Tablets
Black smoke
Pat Ron.
one glass
Blast off
Like Jack Morris.
Snap crazy but act normal.
Half Satan, attract mortals.
Act saintly don't act dormant.
Fore to the fives like raps Goro.
Black soil, harder to find me at the last co-ordinates.
I'm always moving these tracks toward em.
Hitting yall with crash courses I've been getting that cash Boy-o
When I shine like platinum, code name actual.
Heaven or Hell probably find me at the backdoor,
Gripping a hacksaw - show you how to wax off.
Switching it on, think I'm feeling like the black duck
Going intergalactic with the raps though..
(Ya) ..I've been feeling that good.
..Maybe I'm the last one.
"Heir" to the Aztecs, even the "drafts" rough.
Literal "Giraffe" Tongue, switching combatants like I'm Bat man.
..They're always Lacking flow reworded tacky poems.
you get hit from the back of a boat hear the crack of the bone.
Grab the wheel, eyes peeled straight back to the road.
The biggest mistake was thinking you were actually close.
Bar Burying
Brought back hip hop for yall like it was charity,
The rap game you claim is just apparently a parody your parroting.
The Great Work is now a Derelict.
No comparison, when your delivery has no more screen time than the camera mans...
There he is..
The Am-er-i-can codename ex-per-i-ment looking for more smoke than Snoop Dog te-rrar-i-ums.
Chree's various, flow malaria,
Drips on a whole other level of aquarium.
Stake holder the take over, the banks know us.
Think you did this for a makeover a train motive.
Watch as I slang po-ems, no comparison LeBron James / Jordan.
You can't fill the shoes the moves remain Holy.
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September 1st, 2024, 12:41 AM
#2
Re: Emerald Tablets
flow was crazy in this
i fuck wit it
from the beginning i was grabbd in
good read
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