Spit some bars

[Stab Judah]

**** all the talkin
put the nail in the coffin
oh well i'm ready for hell
open sail coast from jail
dead men no tell no drama
hit stealth on my bomba
o bomb ya
obama
i'mma case
lace the glove
no love
cold veins
even during fire it rains
cross trains
lay on tracks
until the head cracks
we set traps
that read map
a relaps and that's real
why the **** would i need to steal
what's the deal
bring a navy seal
you don't know how I feel
take a last meal
caps peel

[Stab Judah]

Just as all is gone crazy
all was lost it gets hayzee

y'all think that i die why i cry i blazed chee
son of Sam am ann han hannible amaze me
on that i walk talk but my eyes do not see
none of Earth non killing me villin me i've gone sill a mee

still to me lets make a trillogy a thrillogy
I got rhymes that would kill a G
can it be
keep a backpack pack

fact i aim is hit your acc back
under mind my mind has lost all track
crack counter intermission control your whole attack
kill me on that, i'm on that
suicidal tend a trend I invite you to attend

better in the end , i send you everything you red
i bled inside i was already dead
too many shots night spots
cash hots
how's pops

[THe TRiNiTY]

Lyrically bred, and I'm the best thing since a sliced loaf//
Tight rope the game, no net, like ya wi-fi's broke//
The mic smokes when I quote the rhymes I wrote//
I flow like a rivers stream and begin to capsize boats//
You can be capped'n, ya verse makes sure all are bored//
No need to take the wind out ya sails, when you docked at shore//
While I am on a different course, with an ocean of skills//
C's sick, dealin' with these motions I feel//
Let's keep it real, you don't have a chance//
You'd have a better chance findin' a naked albino inside an avalanche//
You caught up in the hype, like Miami fans, and//
I'm a maverick, **** packin' heat, I send you and ya heat packin'//
I am the man, it's obvious to people with a brain, a livewire//
Speakin' flames, one sentence create wild fire//
No one can rise higher, can never be surpassed//
Drivin' by hunger and nothin' else, whether I feast or fast//

[Stab Judah]

sorry if my words fall deaf
i got arts parts that touch on death
carry i can no lost on breath
kill another one so simple of Meth

far as i fall i saw you sprawl
under a left until it hit the jaw
count is not on law
kill them all

i speech on raw

have for not a motion to call
am you am not
time drop dimes
end it all

you are not do it not at all

[Stab Judah]

kill or be killed
that's the way it supposed to be
now i'm settin the motha ****a up
kill all who chosen me
opposed of me
hope can be
tossed out the window
end of show
blow for blow
salutations
I got calculations that would **** up the United Nations
and sub stations

Even Dick Grayson's can't stop me
i got a rare copy
and that's on Batman's floppy
disk
risk a riddle in the middle
little little
Italy
it will be Vitali
way
over Haye
British 'May day'
Joker not play

[ReganPaul]

Darts...

ehhhhh, why not...

this is the chronicle of passionate rap addicts wit HARD HEARTS,
u won't find this in the music section @ WAL-MART/
if YALL SMART, yall gon' be ghost when the WAR STARTS,
or getcha body parts HAULED OFF in LARGE CARTS/
u losin points in this game, because u RAP SHADY,
frankly, your show's over; we just makin bets that you're that FAT LADY/
ya whoooooole crew must be CRACK BABIES,
u ain't got no skills, plus u bite enough 2 give a BAT RABIES!/
& it's plenty *****s u couldn't FADE WITH PRACTICE,
i bet u took lessons in rappin from your FAVORITE ACTRESS/
im sure u think u flow better than VETERANS, DUDE,
but i can spit out a window & hit somebody BETTER THAN U!/
& that's at random...what u need 2 be doin is TRYIN ACTIN,
you'd make millions as negative portrayals of DYIN BLACK MEN/
cuz in reality, your WACK FEATS hit the SCRAP HEAP,
u couldn't run the show if the stage was a TRACK MEET!/
ya DISPLAYS'RE FRAIL, couldn't feel u if ya text was LACED IN BRAILLE,
set fire 2 kerosene-drenched pathways--still couldn't "BLAZE A TRAIL!"/
keep frontin WITH THE SKILLS; that'll GET U KILLED,
reality's my mentality; non-believers GET THE DILLZ

[Stab Judah]

I like hot places
send me hell in a glass
i got the will to mass
not the faith for class

that's part of this misdirection
hit street selection
400 on small caliber protection
feel the tension
bought gloves
went dub on dubs
posed for mugs
now feel slugs

load a clip
never thought i knew about the zip
did ya
dip
cause you dippen
my mind spinnin
slippin
time ta start sippin
put i bid in
do a did in
ref's decision
mission demolished
polished demonics

[F l i c k e r]

suck a dick
they don't drop a beat, i kill with my spit
all saliva no shyt
get it? no shyt
the king come through, in his brand new kit
kiss the ring on the finger thats just the way it is
dudes wanna hate cause of the way i live
conflict engagment?
no, just conflict resolution
drop so many hammers, you thought it was a revolution
damage ya frame, you thought i was Lucian....... Boot
none of us flex/ all we do is shoot.
no gangsters or thugs
all soldiers no love
order 'em done
while flying in marine one
one.



.

[Stab Judah]

eat bullets i rather eat ether
don't give a **** i didn't either
best believe
best to grieve your mom and your pops
since i'm the one who carry dirt
i'll cover the box
i carry rocks in 4 bags split it
it can go down how ever you spit it
gonna git it
where ever it's done
i'll hit each man but the first is for fun
don't need to run
i got some in store
hit the floor
before cause more tragedy
i got a strategy that cause mass casualty
raffle me
beheaded
already accepted where i be headed
what you said ed Fred watch as he bled
dead reach that i fed
dred not
i can't take my med

[Stab Judah]

They told me America was blessed
so I stapled a flag to a nun's chest

split the belly down to the crest
made a soup with the rest
nice Corona
it's ovea
knock a school bus off the shoulda
the high way
oh my they
think i've fallen but i was always there
without a care
it was written
blender and a kitten
just the begin in
false finally
what shall be taken from rally
i'll be taken a tally
life in the Vally

a lightless pit
owed everything you get
let God not cover me
and let all rise that under me
tare the wings off a bumble bee
stomp the flowers
fall like towers

my powers
call me twin
i got the will to win
but rather lose out
lifeless i rather sin
i bin
satanic
i'm manic
trust panic

I still got the mail man locked in the attic
a skinless a corps
of course
a corps corps
20 forks in each eye
i can make you fly

Not even angry
maybe
I rather you hate me
tape me
cover me with chalk
ending all the talk
walk a two year mission
none left wishin
***** in
you're on to be cripple
don't make waves
they ripple
cut off a right nipple
bleed out like a pimple