Just gotta mix a lil conspiracy theory, with a lil pseudo-intellectualism & add a pint of street talk & ratchetness & u there
Some s*** like
Got her legs wide open like the gardens of bebilon
The biggest fish in the game u a shark am a megalodon
The heir to the throne of Jerusalem straight descendent of Salludon
But I still turn up on that ass likd my rap name lil jon
act 3 coming soon
With the white rider in the sky and hell fire on every street corner
The wicked one told the monkeys hold until he give orders
The death bed vacant but we all smell the odor
It’s creeping around the corner with pockets full of magnolias
Slam my staff into the streets and send devil back whence they came
They stole everything, renamed and gave it a pale face
Honorable minister Farrakhan told me force them in a caves
Roll a rock in front of it see what they do with bout 3 days
It’s the heart of 3rd ward a solider of the moors
Bow tie black suit we steeping on one accord
Tears down my Cherie cheek, mind like Maharishi
Ma’a al-salamah to my akhis the war is near wallahi
ay nigga r u.......
Requesting a verse about fellating Farrakhan
"I fellouis his Khan like he's my phara-"
"ooooh it feels good"
"I fellouis his Khan like he's my phara-"
"ooooh it feels good"
Cmon I gave y'all a first bar
go
“Jay electricity PBS mysteries” sounds like it coulda came from this thread but it’s actually real
With the white rider in the sky and hell fire on every street corner
The wicked one told the monkeys hold until he give orders
The death bed vacant but we all smell the odor
It’s creeping around the corner with pockets full of magnolias
Slam my staff into the streets and send devil back whence they came
They stole everything, renamed and gave it a pale face
Honorable minister Farrakhan told me force them in a caves
Roll a rock in front of it see what they do with bout 3 days
It’s the heart of 3rd ward a solider of the moors
Bow tie black suit we steeping on one accord
Tears down my Cherie cheek, mind like Maharishi
Ma’a al-salamah to my akhis the war is near wallahi
Strong af but I remember in another thread you wrote about an emerald pimp or somethin' like that
Strong af but I remember in another thread you wrote about an emerald pimp or somethin' like that
I break the shackles in this grand schemed pandemonium
The eyes is from medusa but the iris-colored petroleum
I'm gassed in sentimentum
Going pork chops in the instrumentum
When the sky breaks loose and the horses run in tantrum
Lagash can't stand hearing this words
need a momentum
idk bro lmao f*** that
Revelations and Realizations
Motivations Increase my stamina
Algebra conceived in Africa, Tarantulas creeping through Pyramids
Pharaohs with my complexion, prisoner is just a synonym
Those intricate connections will remain the most sincere
This is.. kinda dope? lol
Just gotta mix a lil conspiracy theory, with a lil pseudo-intellectualism & add a pint of street talk & ratchetness & u there
Some s*** like
Got her legs wide open like the gardens of bebilon
The biggest fish in the game u a shark am a megalodon
The heir to the throne of Jerusalem straight descendent of Salludon
But I still turn up on that ass likd my rap name lil jon
Bro said bebilon
Electronica, bombin' the abominable
Wallahi, the honorable Elijah
The prodigal messiah
Assalamualaikum
No pork on my fork, but I'm fryin' them like bacon
Imagine dying an atheist, crying as you're shaking
“Jay electricity PBS mysteries” sounds like it coulda came from this thread but it’s actually real
2020, this year is filled with sorrow,
Still waiting from trump to be hanged by the gallows
In the wee hours of the morn, on the eve of 21
All praise to allah, for the events that is to come.
Had to get out my brain I had lost my way. Trapped under all of the weight of my lofty aims. Whole game stood court side taking shots at me. Now All praise is due to Allah I brought the Roc with me.
Smoking ayahuasca in the Appalachian mountains
I was plotting on a couple hundred milli, not a thousand
Catch me gripping on the mic until my fingers callused
I had to check the balance
Hov said I got the prowess
And I’m bound to kill the game if he allows it
With the white rider in the sky and hell fire on every street corner
The wicked one told the monkeys hold until he give orders
The death bed vacant but we all smell the odor
It’s creeping around the corner with pockets full of magnolias
Slam my staff into the streets and send devil back whence they came
They stole everything, renamed and gave it a pale face
Honorable minister Farrakhan told me force them in a caves
Roll a rock in front of it see what they do with bout 3 days
It’s the heart of 3rd ward a solider of the moors
Bow tie black suit we steeping on one accord
Tears down my Cherie cheek, mind like Maharishi
Ma’a al-salamah to my akhis the war is near wallahi
I could hear a piano loop and kids cheering "yay" as I read this
The malevolent love from charlatans
is what brought me to the mic again
Wallahi to the haters, may they join Bonaparte in eternal banishment
The Turn has been completed...(IDK lmao)
many men with the intellect of harambe come here everyday to say whatever haram is is their heads.
I pray they accept Allah before he gets tired of them n like yakub they are striken dead. I meditate every date late night. I am a combination of the Dalai llama and K Lamar. the one and only took me far peace to farrakhan follow the religion he's on
many men with the intellect of harambe come here everyday to say whatever haram is is their heads.
I pray they accept Allah before he gets tired of them n like yakub they are striken dead. I meditate every date late night. I am a combination of the Dalai llama and K Lamar. the one and only took me far peace to farrakhan follow the religion he's on

many men with the intellect of harambe come here everyday to say whatever haram is is their heads.
many men with the intellect of harambe come here everyday to say whatever haram is is their heads.
Jay ElecRobotron I spit the flames of Magnolia
Paint the sky after rain like a brand new Crayola
I "Control" the galaxy like the song I had the best verse on
Everybody liked Kendrick more, well, they were dead wrong
The vision is blurry, the eyes get so watery
The way that I rap is way more like flow-etry
Tears from within, tears that hold me like hostage
I just wanna break free, yet I'm stuck in a shock stage
Apologies to the fans for taking so long
From the slums of Chengguan, I just penned you a song
Hocus pocus I summit to the parts that I spark
Your eyes are like "what" but I fade to the dark..
No star wars or grandma/10