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Trinobl
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Date Posted: 13:31:05 10/14/03 Tue
Words inverted,turned around,flipped upside-down
and inside out on spin cycle and come out with no sound.
It's the low down.More ups than downs.I bring you up,
then clown on towns with a population less than a thou.
I clown on dudes who make less than their spouse.
I'm balls to the wall when I scrawl and jot down.I like my beer cans tall , the ones that make me fall down and crawl to the next one , and so on and so on.And follow the blunt around and toke on it,choke on it.I'm cooked on chronic and hooked off phonics.Off the hook when I'm in the mix like a bowl of wheat Chex.
New age emcee of steel,like Clark Kent.
My kryptonite consists of booze and weed stems.
Woven into birds nests,filled with broken birds necks.
Broken by the bluntside of a crescent wrench.
These lyrics cause whiplash.
I'm so far ahead you couldn't spit past.
Hear em zip past like a jet engine
While it blasts your ears with sentences
So rash you crash your Benz on both
Sides of the white picket fence and then
Cause and effect causes the passenger
Five and a half cars behind to suffer the
Broken neck while your luxory car's just wrecked.
The corrupt cops take sides,then take you aside
Then smash both sides of your face with a tire iron.
Then blame it all on street tyrants.
I'm opening up to lyrical snipers.
I'm out in the open,
An open target to target openly.
Smoking cigarettes filled with toxins openly.
Only breathing out to allow the smoke cloud
To rise to attract the eyes of the sharpshooter.
So he can challenge my open flow challenge
With his challenged mentality and his Ruger.
Mouth double-barreled , free-flowin,
tongue hangin , cotton-mouth white.
Merit badges from past fights won hung under my left shoulder.
Heavy as words slung from my mouth to win the crowd over.
I roll over and play dead.
Then come atcha with a vengeance.
Sentence you to a life sentence of linked sentences.
You're the weakest link,Im the president.
Residue evident.Heaven's new resident advisor.
I advise ya not to get too close to the two-sided sword
Choppin' your flows down from the inside out,
Cuttin your spleen out and then set it beside you.
I've set out on a mission.Pissin off people
who I don't even know I'm dissin.Some missin body parts like
the tongues they use for so called spittin.Others are just missin overall.
Time for rollcall.You've been hit high.Your war wounds have drip dried.
I'll hit you with two lefts and no right.
I can tell you have no fight left in you.
Leave you with no dental,rental dentures,rotten with a rough texture.
Then lets see you spit when you're on deck.
I'll be next to you spittin text , while you're just plain spittin.
Then thunder strikes.Comes within striking distance of 4 to 5 strikes
Four out of five times.
The cause and effect is shock and awe to your neck.
Your un-complex rhymes are nothin
but infections festered with un-heard retrospect.
I haven't read about you in the Stone yet.
Haven't,won't,better quit cuz I never will.
You're the one no one cares about when
You overdose on 6 pills.You're left out of your own will.
These words dispurse themselves further than you can hurl yourself.
Hurt you and melt your flows leaving 3rd degree burns up and down your throat.
My words explode outa line like Trinobl, while you implode,
Leaving yourself in a heap of your own rubble.
I can't rhyme in a straight line.My rhymes are heard through the grapevine.
Like how I have great lines and you get swallowed like I were a Great White
Fast-flowing wordplay,sharp like knife blows.Words spray.
Spray or get sprayed.Play or get played.
Deep , intimate shit to think upon.I sink ships with less in
a song.This lesson's raw.Expect to be taught.Shot with buckshot.Multiple hits with 1 shot.A shot in the dark.
A flame from a spark.My bites worse than my bark.
I learn from my scars.I spit bars to cause burn marks
on ones I've marked to earn high marks.Body parts can only
Take so many body shots til the body drops.I fill empty lots.Enemies nod in agreement.My rhymes more than decent.
Sentences tumble out in sequence.I'm on-line diva,minus the sequins.
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