[Masao]

Angel of the heavens, I'm fly but like to lay low/
Battle V....I'll flip Bryants name so you can BE KO'ed/

I knock 'em out the park like Sosa and Babe Ruth
Highly motivated vated I'm in the bloom of my youth
I got a fresh vitality, my activity vigorous
My discipline rigidly lee rigorous
Allowin no deviation from the classic
I love that boom bap sound from the era jurassic
My music bumps louder than the roar of a T-Rex
The reader of this text.....Your next

[lawndale killha]

so who is the next to test,no stress i get that shit off my chest/
no im not worried about these mc's, flee collar on me so i don't have to worry about these tick's and flee's/
rolling my tree's,you can smell what im blowing in the brezee's/
smoking on something that's so exotic,got me feeling so erotic/
so it's like im making love to these bar's,i can't explain it it's like speaking to the star's/
i know the shit seem so bizarre,but who ever claim to be turely who they are/
everybody wanna be or is a wanna be,i mean everybody wanna be like somebody or something that they wanna be/
it's whatever, but with time i only get better/
that mean's my rhymes will only get sicker,and the flow will only get colder/
my thoughts more iller,and you even more bitter/
still hating, waiting on me to fall then motherfucker keep waiting/
because the flow is hot nothing short of blazing, and i am so great nothing short of amazing/
let me stop i'm starting to get carried away,them shots will cause the ambulance to carry you away/
your life is starting to slip away, so who every is next go ahead and lose yourself and get carried away/

[Zilla]

your life is starting to slip away, so who every is next go ahead and lose yourself and get carried away/

ive already been carried away that shits kinda gay
escpecially wehn yo dont get a good spot on a blue segway
i eat rotten veggies thats how you kno ima beast
i likelong walks in the dessert and gargaling yeast
i frggin maniac especially on the mic
im bboy too and i love to pike
i aint mike, so no im not fuckin ballin
im stallin so i can see the niggas start fallin
the hip hop scene i love this thats a fact
illegal immagrants i love yal cats
come to my crib take my job grab a coke
i dont give a fuck kid...i dont vote XD

[xRambox]

come to my crib take my job grab a coke
i dont give a fuck kid...i dont vote/

I dont know, broke into someones house, now I wont go/
theres two people sleepin, so before I left I cut both throats/
I'm the vilest, most wildest, most violent, dude freetylin, rude/
not tryin to prove, anything, just dodgin them police sirens through/
the night, I'm not paranoid, I know the Feds are on to me/
so I'ma need a bigger bailout then the american economy/

[Masao]

the night, I'm not paranoid, I know the Feds are on to me/
so I'ma need a bigger bailout then the american economy/



The public sector… fiendin for that cash nectar
Kickshaw candy I ain’t talkin bout fruit juice
Peoples pinched piteous, usin cream for it’s root use
The world economy got a pistol that’s shoots blues
The homie C-Los got a ten percent pay cut
Its news like that, that’s enough to make your day butt
The economy stinks, like that part of the flesh you sit on
The train to a dope job, I pray that he gets on
Me I’m tryin to a find job, no longer tryin to slang and rob
I can’t seem to find one like blind people can’t find Waldo
I’m good though, as long as I can wallow in God’s presence
I’m livin off my savings and them Christmas presents

[Transcendent]

I’m good though, as long as I can wallow in God’s presence
I’m livin off my savings and them Christmas presents

But it's not much, a dollar and socks with holes at the bottom./
My feet are swole every Autumn, feel like my soul has been forgotten./
A worthless bum walking 'round with a 40 full of Mickey's./
In my dirty, torn up Dickies, eating from the floor, I can't be picky./
My beard is scraggily and I smell, I haven't bathed in days./
I'm gonna rob a kid, stab him for his lavish Bathing Apes./

[syndrohm]

My beard is scraggily and I smell, I haven't bathed in days./
I'm gonna rob a kid, stab him for his lavish Bathing Apes./

play the tape, words to heartbreak because I "ate 08"/
shits just "rosie", flows obcene seems that they're "maid" to rape/
made a date to save this place, earth from these tyrants/
goes from ipod to headphones, in ears through head bones/
the ipod is violence, called a "nano"virus/
man this style cause "men-to-pause", dickrode but bears no child/
line up in 09 to get roasted, single file now/
geeked on texts posted, I dont feel a single file wow/
singed with fire ow, "tread" lightly if you fight me /
this night could be your last, it just might be I never "tire" out/

[xRambox]

singed with fire ow, "tread" lightly if you fight me /
this night could be your last, it just might be I never "tire" out/

douse you in gasoline, then piss on you to put the fire out/
beat your fuckin ass and give you something to cry about/
I'm fucked in the head, tied myself down, now I'm stuck in the bed/
I dont give a fuck what you said, I'ma still put a gun to your head/
dont get it twisted, I aint dissin nobody so you better listen/
I'm just outta my mind, stuck here listenin to next edition/
I'm at the bar annihalted, passed out in an aisle shakin/
woke up wonderin why I'm naked, outside a basement/
then someone told me I got a trail waitin, my mind is vacant/
no ones home, but the lights on, I dont know if I'm right, wrong/
why's this night long, I'll still give your girl something to bite on/


lol...I dont know, that was completly random shit

[Mode]

no ones home, but the lights on, I dont know if I'm right, wrong/
why's this night long, I'll still give your girl something to bite on/

i'm so dope, my tight songs ignite bongs ya'll get high on,
grip the mic strong like a python with a vice type bite ya'll,
foreal, i'm the illest rapper to abuse the scene,
larger than life like the dudes ya see on movie screens,
i'ma new disease, viewin my stanza's cause incurable cancer,
drop fire off the top i'm i'm hot wired like neural enhancers,
use words for weapons 'n boxin, emcee's i stomp in the sediment squash 'em,
i'ma dark knight but i aint reppin for gotham, it's '09 my sights settin on boston..

[xRambox]

use words for weapons 'n boxin, emcee's i stomp in the sediment squash 'em,
i'ma dark knight but i aint reppin for gotham, it's '09 my sights settin on boston..

the city where you get lost in, wrong turn will put you in a coffin/
theres no stoppin, the sound of gun shots, they ring out often/
wether your in the D*, Lynn, or Brockton, approach with caution/
War-Town* to the Field* shit's real and N****z stay flossin/
this rap shit, we're takin it back, plus we put the states on the map/
and we can see between the lines, if you fakin, you aint makin it back/
houses boarded up, on every corner liquor stores stay caged up/
and you gotta ready for war, or you'll get hit with a stray, DUCK!/
shit's serious out here, and even if you never heard the rap/
where the fuck you think we got the name "Murda Mass"/



just a little background...

*D - means Dorchester, one of bostons roughest spots
*War-Town - Worcester, another fucked up city
*The Field - Springfield, aka the wild west (western MA)

[Masao]

shit's serious out here, and even if you never heard the rap/
where the fuck you think we got the name "Murda Mass"/

Killers kill intentionally, with premeditation
Murders like sport to a fool, fascination
E-lation, when a rival is deceased the rage is released
The sin sears the conscience like a blow from a trip hammer
Little conscience of the slammer cause he’s thinks incapable of bein subdued
He’s-lackin-in-light, he’s not bright, he’s harsh
Brutal with brass knuckles, an ace in thuggery, savagery
Inhumanity, he’s lost his sanity
Impedin any guilt with lush liquids and K
He’s not ok, he lights a jay, convincin himself
That he was born to be vicious violent vagrant
Foul flagrant, he don’t care if he’s rank he’ll shank
Anybody that’s disrespectful
The dude’s untame, roughshod rowdy
Ruckus lovin, his wife is his shotgun

[xRambox]

awkward flow dude....anyways

The dude’s untame, roughshod rowdy
Ruckus lovin, his wife is his shotgun....

pump action, this dudes done askin, so he just comes blastin/
always comes last in, line so he lost his mind in the time passin/
outcast in a society that pushes him out fast, he never doubts that/
people judge him, but what about facts? react, then he shouts last/
no sympathy for this world that cant understand, he demands acceptance/
instead rejected, he laughs to himself cuz he could end them in seconds/
so he gets his paper, brainstorms, then proceeds to pen notes/
it's not what you think, it's blueprints for what's inside his trench coat/


....I dont know, I was thinkin about how fucked up the world is and thats what came out

[syndrohm]

so he gets his paper, brainstorms, then proceeds to pen notes/
it's not what you think, it's blueprints for what's inside his trench coat/

schematics for the scheme that is known as a lynch note/
time to put to action words splashed in but his pen broke/
now he'll never remember what words have been wrote/
takes days in sun rays no fun days he's been broke/
these fools will never get it cause his pain aint represented/
in our society it'll take a fly to see how he eats shit/
eats it, tastes it, takes it on a daily basis/
from all bases from his house to jobs a mouse to toms/
blocking out the sobs, nothing better looking for a house to rob/
started when this cat was small while other kids play basketball/
he'd be stomping ants smash em leave no limbs attached at all/
made it into high school he found a cat and bashed its skull/
stuffed it in a locker cause it would attract the flies soon/
emo wear to much makeup even make the guys swoon/
who knew this guys doomed to kill in fury like a typhoon/

[Masao]

emo wear to much makeup even make the guys swoon/
who knew this guys doomed to kill in fury like a typhoon

Yo he’s scared of none, a judge he’s popped one, a cop he’s fought one, and broke his nose
Ruthless renegade, on a crusade, he’s packin more than a blade, he’s got a pack of grenades
That he can’t wait to pull, to optimize, maximize, max carnage to the full, like Okinawa world war two
A hellish hellion is what he equals to, bad hat rockin, he’ll spit in your Lobsta stew

[VicValSwift]

A hellish hellion is what he equals to, bad hat rockin, he’ll spit in your Lobsta stew

And I'd drop his crew, but fuck that I got lots to do
You won't stop me too, I'm determined down to my socks and shoes
To murder a track; limits I'm pushing further in rap
To stand out on top, I'm no longer the lurker in back
But forget the shine, it serves no purpose to me
I just want to spit heat hotter than furnace degrees
I'm servin' emcees, my words are perfect you see?
Spit terrorism to cause the secret service to flee