Welcome to Gaia! ::

(holy s**t, zo, thats ******** crazy how much cryptonite sounds like crib to night.)

Take off your shades, the future don't look too bright
I be zooming on you niggas still on your training trikes
I won't cut you off, not even swerve to the right
When I see you, Ima run you over, leave you lower than termites
Bugs, flies, lil buzzing pests
Using my pubic hairs as a home n nest.
On my d**k so much when i shake it, they get carressed.
Talk so much s**t, like i've never been suppressed
In so much s**t, I don't dare to confess
Done so much s**t, leave ya'll niggas impressed.
Im the best, and yes, I do ******** with me, I'll leave you a hot mess
With such skill, talent, and finesse.
Leaving you niggas on a gaia quest
Conquesting for some rhymes to invest
And attempt to rhyme but I must suggest
Take it easy, cuz I will digest
Anything you got, and leave you like a jest-
Or crying back to suck your mama's breast
Asking a priest to be forgiven and blessed
Crawl in a hole, and don't come out til simon says
When you come out, strap on a kevlar vest
Cuz when I shoot I'm trying my best
To aim for whats above your neck
The slugs and hollows will eject to inject
And infect you with death

Its the unfortunate truth that this is what I am

Huggin' on to the last soldier like Uncle ********' Sam
But in Gaia's ranks, we busy scissoring twistery
History might make history for Mister you or me
Hell, ******** with it, maybe all ******** three
An emcee is not an emcee for a front fee free
An emcee is an emcee when they make their own energy
My energy is this man, I got plans, got hands to use 'em
No bother mis-usin' when you can frontal bruise 'em
If ya feelin, reach the sky for the stacks man
Bust a jam on ham 'n cheese explode KABLAM
God be damned, now make ya own damned plan

Blam Blam Blam!
hit em up in they damn moon/
carve 'im in n out... leave 'im like a delectable sapsoon(sp?)*/
yah... n i can wet u up like a monsoon/
blow thru ur defensez... n lace cold death ta ya heart tome/
Blam Blam Blam!
make ya lame a** a part a da god-damned/
blaze shellz down ur esophagus... n clog up ur wind pipe like a dam/
yah... i laugh out loud up and down at lil sam**/
da blood bubblez up... he look just like a lil yam/
boxed 'im up n sent 'im out ta da front doorstep of his fam/
they opened da crate n already knew... da steel ain't jam/
Blam Blam Blam!
bomb up another *****... dat tried ta act fast but was too fat/
da Rimmy*** hit 'im up too hard... he fell down in da neighbor's grass/
his life went past... as i bust em thru his A-hole/
my eyes swimmin in his pockets... my handz dove str8 fa dem pesoz/
heh heh, yah... i can be an A-hole fa dem pesoz/
hit any ***** up fa denero by da case loadz/
not enough?... pin ya thru ya face foldz/
have ya lookin uglier than britney after da case closed****/
yah... dont wanna see ya ugly mug no mo/
shot too many timez... gotta press x ta reload*****/
n if dis round dont kill u dumbo/
then i gotta extra clip dat a do da job... if dis dont (yah)/



((*Sapsoon, however it is to be spelled. A small type of orange my grandma always ate... pretty sweet if i remember right. =/))
((**Sam was this dood back in 10th grade that was ALL about cartoons n had pimples galore... meaning he had wide open pores))
((***Rimmington Shotgun... doubt anybody didn't know what that was))
((****Easily explained... K. Fed won temporary custody of his and Britney Spears kids))
((*****X is the button you press to reload weapons on Halo 2... which people play a lot around this hall))

Theoretical ,inflammable,

These words are are philosophical,they should be written in parables
Infallible: description of my status, far from laughable
Not a joke,no light words or humorous lyricals
I'm producing a miracle with numerous syllables
Some are....Clueless and Cynical,quick to cast judgement
Exclusively bash others,but usually lack substance

where's the "fun-ness" for me in my daily struggle?
i feel like drama's my mistress from the way we huggle.
years pass, we're older now. but the drama's not dashin'.
instead of leavin, drama's at my side. only now it's hot flashin'.
but real men don't pause when menopause attacks!
drama's got a new tactic. and it'll point out your flaws in stacks.

Yes, spray it like lies, make a priest's prayer sway
While Dubya, Cheney, and Halli make Judgement Day
Lead astray the bird of prey, then dwindle away
Jean Baptiste Pierre Antoine de Monet is an exploratory survey of alphabetic display
My multi-syllabic rhymes slice and dice your very soul every which way
Is it enough to say that God is an apex of the sun's way
Nay, it will exponentially decay that cultural attache
Throwing away in a well mannered way that same liquid crystal display
By now it is such a cliche, how we say that one thing works
Dynamically when we only see it one way
I'm sorry, I get carried away and forget this pre-called
Ascension Day is nothing but a verbal action replay display
USA calling, they are coming right away to
Overplay their Government minitries more than Quai D'orsay, have a nice day

LOL @ Mr Syllable Spyder over here

Massacrating at such an alarming pace
By the time you're done stuffing your face
You'll be gnawing on the bones of steak
And devoured everything thats in your wake!
Filling up wider than a hot air balloon
Everyday routine has you sweating more than a typhoon.
Needing a mirror to see the existence of your toes
Your a** cellulite looks like enormous pot holes.
The thought of a diet makes you sick
Your gut has enveloped the remains of your d**k.
The fact that remains is your fat, buddy let's face it.
Don't stand up to kick my a**, I doubt your knees could brace it.
If we starved your a** for weeks and put you on jenny craig
You'd still outweigh us all, weighing only your leg.

(sorry, if this offends someone who is fat, or someone knows someone who is fat conscious. but... jceaz left it open. and obesity is funny. rofl )