MaCRonI
12-04-06, 10:22 PM
Thnaks for the lvoe ya'll....here goes another flow for ya'll nigs to get into yo!!!:king:
So we pan to continent surround by reinforced glass/
Red medicine balls splash, supposedly the last/
Paradise, until cut and diced by a mechanical menace/
Ravaged and scavenged by an overzealous dentist/
Who was demented, put a power drill to their grills/
As they try run, but constant blood spills, their outer skin spills/
The trail of Tears all over again as Tribes of various fruit/
Where desecrate by the palest of men, killed in dozens/
Red people put an effort forth, but it amounted to nothin’/
It was like native man versus nickel-plated fork in their hands/
Even with bow and arrows ready to advance, never stood a chance/
Like Native Americans bein outted, routed by Hernando Cortez/
and his soldiers, death of the Aztecs, all in the name of Spaniard conquest/
So they proceed to feel with utensil techs, teeth like slugs to they chest /
They began the battle undaunted ,but soon exhausted, lost it/
The lands left haunted, bodies were like bloodleakin’ faucets/
a fruit-flavored sauce of reddish tonic, A Hungry gaze upon/
obviously wanted, succumbed to the dental toxic/
Massacred by all 32 teeth, their defeat was methodic/
And didn’t stop until the tribes became a reddish hot springs/
Down the esophagus, where they continued dropping/
They conceded like John, a civilization they could no longer Kerry/
Everything became white like Donnell Rawlings as Ashy Larry/
To the intestines, where cranberries stressin’ get buried/
mocked by the Washington Redskins, find the truth in libraries/
where truths are dug up and lies are be buried/
So we pan to continent surround by reinforced glass/
Red medicine balls splash, supposedly the last/
Paradise, until cut and diced by a mechanical menace/
Ravaged and scavenged by an overzealous dentist/
Who was demented, put a power drill to their grills/
As they try run, but constant blood spills, their outer skin spills/
The trail of Tears all over again as Tribes of various fruit/
Where desecrate by the palest of men, killed in dozens/
Red people put an effort forth, but it amounted to nothin’/
It was like native man versus nickel-plated fork in their hands/
Even with bow and arrows ready to advance, never stood a chance/
Like Native Americans bein outted, routed by Hernando Cortez/
and his soldiers, death of the Aztecs, all in the name of Spaniard conquest/
So they proceed to feel with utensil techs, teeth like slugs to they chest /
They began the battle undaunted ,but soon exhausted, lost it/
The lands left haunted, bodies were like bloodleakin’ faucets/
a fruit-flavored sauce of reddish tonic, A Hungry gaze upon/
obviously wanted, succumbed to the dental toxic/
Massacred by all 32 teeth, their defeat was methodic/
And didn’t stop until the tribes became a reddish hot springs/
Down the esophagus, where they continued dropping/
They conceded like John, a civilization they could no longer Kerry/
Everything became white like Donnell Rawlings as Ashy Larry/
To the intestines, where cranberries stressin’ get buried/
mocked by the Washington Redskins, find the truth in libraries/
where truths are dug up and lies are be buried/