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SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
09-29-2011, 10:12 AM
100 blades, 100 slices
nices knives rightous swords
getting it live is how we live each day
everyday under the sun
rolling with 15 at time
a 100 cuts chop you
you went from the nicest to the weakest link

way right left cha way checking blades aides are another masscare
never procussion dusted wind in pens drenches in sweats/
depths tech check irks burks nerf ya turf
work the fields sweating in ships of shops/
i'm from the city of zeros zeo neo geo prism ill will giving wisdom
dominate topical great fake jake made back in lakes we wait/
iced out arms check rolex texas ages press this
fixed the lincoln navigator waiter need the check please/
begun be one with your sword, be one with cha grams
aim hands panamaian arab to arabian, know the paladian/

100 blades, 100 slices
nices knives rightous swords
getting it live is how we live each day
everyday under the sun
rolling with 15 at time
a 100 cuts chop you
you went from the nicest to the weakest link

breach cha teacher weeded out cha leechers featured myrid by pyriamids
see how I rock in the top now my shapes a plot just be stocked/
from the buildings hated by the breed feed cha need
creed from the slums to bricks we building in units/
drifting steps shaped maple leaf deep boom shackle
tackle fickle never rifting out cha easily/
animal canibals tangiles making taken baskin mad rambling
tame demons dream put cha sleepy down document how we primate/
never do I animate when I can script a play and write in the day
and have it scene bound by the time the next Mets games comes on/

$inista
10-02-2011, 10:00 PM
dope i had to build hook caught me

A hundred blades A hundred ways to slice the game no knives
Just my mic device so precise to possess the mind like a poltergeist
All in to win like a pair of loaded dice as cold is ice
like bodies shipped back to the states with flags folded tight
I inherit the fight & strike with might & expose the light from my insight With what I write I ignite explosive compulsive motives for your brain to shift like locomotives to take notice of reality of the situation of life when you look in the mirror & wipe your eyes are you really that surprise that you despise who you see, so you hide behind your lies & weep while you disguise who truly you be, when you look up at the skies the universe really sees, universal energy I release truthfully I can see beyond matter
With word I splatter thoughts on to the page my rage manifest into a hundred blades to escape attacks unscaved & pave a way for younger generations to lace a stage