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"Mind Combustion"
  by KiNg-Go0B3r


*to the swag surfin instrumental*


im just in like....the mood to spit some shit ya know....



i dont know where this will go
but ill continue to lead
and if a bitch want me to bleed
then ill reverse it and leak
see im way pass that mentral shit
i bust arteries and leave
and i leave crimson on my victoms when im makin the scenes


my word play be playin games when i the bell starts to ring
got castles for my hastles, makin thrones for the king
know im the one to not fuck with...the sorrow i bring
blow this world up, the sun will not come out tomorrow again
im startin again, im sparrin my twin, im starvin within
im harder to get, and harder to pin, and larger than them
they partners and shit, ill swallow them tricks
im smarter than this, and taller then shit
i pile on top of this bitch, and i mark with my piss
im a dog with this pen, and im hoggin this shit
i dont share with them niggas, i play with the trigger
and spray on them niggas, delay with the feelins
no time for them tears spillin when the world is so cold
itll have you freezin while you chillin...

no lie, maybe a crime when i say im the sickest
and i vomit on these bitches, like a comit on these bitches
when im shinin on this dim shit
im reapin off the Grims shit
this writers blockin him and
im so just rollin lines
off my tongue like its white whine
and im sippin on the fogers while i stir it with your spine
and i hate to call it quits, so i keep it energized
and i hate to call your bitch, but i keep her on speed dial
and id hate to take you chick, so ill keep her as just mine
and GS is not enough for me, i have to go world wide

and a web on the end, cause im so in to the net
and i been through the tests
ya i bled all the sweat
and i cried all the blood
and ive dried off the mudd
and i hear yall niggas lookin
and i see yall packin slugs
hopefully yall all can see
that Gooby just dont give a fuck
and its never too much
but i have gone through the ceilin
got the roof fallin in and the furniture screamin

i got these kids in here shriekin
im the shit weekday through weekend
to the top and im peakin
right through the screen and im breachin
and these new heights that im reachin
has got geekin like weed and im so so double got me crooked and im tweakin while shootin


now take it back, im rebootin
i over lap all you rookies
you see me here, you see me there, im everywhere that you lookin
i leave them shakin AND shookin
i took the jar and the cookies
and if they askin, yes i did it, im the one for accusin

i am the beast that eats music
i shit english and breath children
im in the closet with my skeletins, we drinkin and cookin
i am determine to terminate all yall worlocks and druids


i like to rock out with my cock out, check my darkness accustics


my spit so dumb it get stupid
and they dont know how i do it
i try to show how i do this
but it just comes up as useless
cause they not me, i am Gooby
wanna solve me, get Scooby
but i will probably bust a shot in all his dots, fuck that pussy


i think im losin it......
right now im cruisin it.....


but now im swervin and im crashin into juice and shit
thats why im sweet as shit, and yall all loose in rear
cause yall get fucked, while im just keep improvin spit


now i shall close this spit
got such a hoet pen
cause if poetry was a slut, then im that proses pimp.......
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Date Submitted: Oct 25, 2009 (11:45 AM)
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  dagirl2fly4hat...
10/26/09 (09:30 PM) 
Yo this was deep I like ur flow...keep that pen movin

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