*movie "Inifinite...no you fuck around with the inifinite no way you do that... A painted hill has two sides, the you can touch with your hand The you can feel in your heart soul, the spiritual side; And you know, the of the two...is the spiritual"
[Jus I'm leaf-twistin, but kill your whole belief system I speak wisdom, translated to street A past of the government for grapple Now I you, I'm the slave wit snapped shackles After cash rules, move wit me We the fakes involved in the three-sixty Eighty-five the truth, you're too dumb You and failed attempts reachin the sun I grab you and squeeze until pores bleed Manipulate the earth you formerly believed Even after you're buried underneath the Send a message to hell, grieve for you Your physical mass is converted ash Allah's is engraphed on your epitab Spend eternity wit the forces Your screams echo in deaf of the remorseless
2x "You don't even test" "Uh-uh-oh, you kill more, God bless"
The raw mangler, seven of Angular Strangle the pagans who stayed in the pages of shatterer, with nine rhymes I'm hackin you The author will ya wit the torches of Joseph Mangler Sended you to the circle to meet me To beat me won't be easy, you'll face of Meche apease me, raps are prehistorical Cerebral of that leads you into the oracle I'm horrible, I burn wit no to react Rewind DAT's so fine I pull out the back In time I crack minds what the brain desire Messiah pulls as Mariah the rain of fire Barb around pagans that read the Bible and liable to just cleave your spinal Final hours, the forbidden fruit they fond as Study rappers, wackness like Abolo scholars First in line to try to battle me, I him limbless Tragic just a fallacy, I left em skinless Beginners, your distance because we might be vicious You can find me wit Logic drinkin pints of Guiness
"You don't even test" "Uh-uh-oh, you wanna more, God bless"
Aiyyo I rhyme Fortunatley I possess a Jedi So the force is me (When I rhyme) Son it me spit a fresh one So when Treds is done, even a athiest will say I him And when my jam bang, cop that all these players who can't hang, get a jockstrap 'cause we drop bombs, better be 'cause either hop on or be prepared for us to lock horns We engage, the pen sprays we wage war And then you know what say, when it rains it pours So face us, 'cause you can't change the laws of We independent, it's competition callin us We major threats who deliver, so place your bring it minus the Moet, Rollies, and Avirex We just shit too amazing, just shit That when you it you'll see it's a must-win situation Ain't no second chance (anyway), not next to the it's our freestyle that's gettin grants from the NEA We in doubt versus these rappers we tell about ('cause us and them) between takin a L and a bow
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