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ElusiveFugitive
07-19-2005, 07:25 PM
barely literate youths band like wolf packs, teeth bared,
hungry eyes shine a sublime, haunting shade of black,
trapped, dont make eye contact,
threat so real and heartfelt, pray for courage to counteract
developed instincts is mandatory, lights nearly extinct
hatred smoulders, heavy shoulders,
soldiers blast revolvers, babies sniffin' solvents

time reveals, unhealed scars, fight continues, until the last

not even reservations, for fertile lands taken,
forced incarceration on aboriginal nations,
first all able men wrongfully taken,
then 1200 armed troops sent, women and children raped,
fatherless boys, emotionally void, world destroyed,
as peaceful villages burn smoke clouds, choked crowds,
picture of mothers on knees hands raised, wailing to god loud,

time reveals, unhealed scars, incarcerated in iron bars

from ashes chastised natives born with urban eyes,
desensitised, concrete tribes, still the earth cries,
call 'em x, phoenix, spirits weakened violent leanings
twist necks, welfare checks & street respect, break thumbs,
no escape as venomous tongues leave you stung,
young teens, degenerate fiends, seek next victims,
no problem, beating & robbin' for crumbs, fucked up stars of the slums,


time reveals, unhealed scars, incarcerated in iron bars

Distorted thought reflecting out broken panes,
master of no-sword sowing seed in physical plains,
constant struggling, nourishing,
perpetual karma, peaceful warriors armor
dabbling metaphysical heavens made me intuitive,
elusive fugitive, meditating on how we live...

as sky thundering,
street lights stuttering, my soul is shuddering,
in foreign tongues muttering, philosophical utterings
unacknowledged history, its misery, a legacy of inhumanity,
flooding deepest recess of subconscious memory,
visions appear before me, ancestors warning,
a beacon, guiding I through stormy,
volatile infuriations on seas of incarnation,
torn between two warring nations of my creation,
that flag aint nothing but a blood soaked rag
broken hearted on the curb
sipping cheap liquor outta paper bag
savouring super-natural wisdom of the zigzags

time reveals, unhealed scars, incarcerated in iron bars

Devils relentless, after pillaging the defenceless,
grandmothers' beaten for expressing self in native sentence,
forgotten society, colonial piracy, roof shaking violently, the proud suffer silently...

wisdom from beyond the sum of years,
see wounds irrepairable,
its traces, etched upon they faces, to most illegible
unending ripples, its terrible
praying for death,
in gunpowder cultures depicted by Wyclef,
an albatross' teardrops,
our way of life stopped

once were heralded by royal trumpets, lived righteous, love abundant,
now days are numbered on walls of spiritual dungeons,
still my heart travels home at night through iron bars...

Elusive Fugitive

martyr
07-19-2005, 09:51 PM
....this is very well written... i felt it all the way through... nice imagery, i could see the fiends robbing on streets for their crumbs... i like the flow... you have a nice lexicon....


"twist necks, welfare checks & street respect, break thumbs,
no escape as venomous tongues leave you stung,
young teens, degenerate fiends, seek next victims,
no problem, beating & robbin' for crumbs, fucked up stars of the slums, "

"that flag aint nothing but a blood soaked rag
broken hearted on the curb
sipping cheap liquor outta paper bag
savouring super-natural wisdom of the zigzags"

the whole thing was definately quotable anywhere.... i liked this repeated part alot too... i hope you keep scriptting on this site, it needs more writers like you... i like the title as wel...

002
07-20-2005, 09:55 AM
dope imagery and rhymes. nice shit. ... nahmsayin, it's fuckin ill cause it's got some good meta4s for some street shit. ..... like to see some more from you. peace

GuardianOne
07-20-2005, 09:58 AM
Hey.......
Its a long verse, the first contained its own way of capitvation and steadily progressed to the next. The fourth changed its momentum, as did the following seemed to get toward a personal expounded way . But it was a nice verse or verses. And well placed.

Peace
PS: Keep posting

ElusiveFugitive
07-20-2005, 07:36 PM
thankyou to my peers for the positive feedback, it is much appreciated keep'em coming...

ONE LOVE

PsYkOsUs
07-20-2005, 10:25 PM
beautiful... see, now that's real visual street poetry, plain and simple... very well constructed, you grabbed me with the first line, and i held on tight until the end... very solid... it's what i like to see, and i'm lookin' forward to readin' more...
PEACE

PSY

clavikal
07-20-2005, 11:25 PM
real nice worduse but in the same light the flow was off
and I'm not to sure on the exact topic so I'm assuming
its a "life sucks" piece, but over I like the
style you come with regardless..keepin it Wu I geuss

stay up~1~

ElusiveFugitive
07-26-2005, 10:48 PM
mine has never been the stylised, oppressively organised
rank and file, black and white profile of god,
prefer mine seasoned with salt of the un-civilised
odd, you may say, hanging my hat in the company of strays,
castaways individuals displayed in every conceivable shade of grey
spoken wordplay my new testament served raw on dinner trays
gourmet food for soul like resplendant bursts of the suns rays
illuminate niggling nonsense on your conscience
spit a rhyme so profound your soul climbs,
sparing you a life bowing to idols in the sinister shrines of primetime
dropping two pockets full of dimes, turning water into wine,
indifference the most heinous crime

inhaling lung-fulls of polluted air,
blistered feet walking concrete streets,
in the city aint no-one got time to care
about a mans fragile hopes and prayers,
sometimes its hard, being a shepherd in dark valleys of mind slayers
desperately draw enough blood to pay fare
on commuter trains shipping human cargo into the dragons lair,
deliberate as the masses wish away their years,
quietly strangled by uncontrolled fear of they peers
filing one by one in neat lines and disillusioned stares,
visions of apocalyptic matrix engineers

free thought drowned out by a billion barrages of ringing tills
corporate coffers exploding with mills,
but half a mans life's spent slaving for bills,
nothing to lose, I choose the redpill,
swill it around with a 5th of cuervo, chilled, spark a bone & get ill
drill into vast treasures of mental wealth,
diving headfirst, riding twisted for self
In a packed room of people but mostly it feels like there's noone else
and I am alone...


Elusive-Fugitive

002
07-27-2005, 05:29 AM
original stuff, man.

on commuter trains shipping human cargo into the dragons lair,
deliberate as the masses wish away their years,

feelin the last 2 verses, keep postin. peace

Rebel_INS
07-27-2005, 05:32 AM
Hott lyrics man ,keep it up

PsYkOsUs
07-29-2005, 04:56 PM
Uppin! everyone should read this again...

martyr
07-29-2005, 09:49 PM
... i gotta agree, every one should read this again... by the way Mr. Fugitive, the flow is not off...

Ronin
07-31-2005, 03:23 AM
very nice, felt mad smooth to read, its got sublime imagery and the whole structure of it just seems perfect to read

like psy says, its poetry...i really enjoyed this piece with a message

ElusiveFugitive
07-31-2005, 09:23 PM
Thankyou to everyone who took the time to read this posting. Your feedback is moving on a personal level. This was the first piece I ever wrote...

ONE LOVE

Dae Ja Nae
08-11-2005, 06:09 PM
Can you say DAMN!!! I don't know how I even missed this one. Your style is completely off the chain, and you definitely have a way with words. This piece was so fluid like ... it just FLOWED beautifully. Big Ups for ringing the bells of knowledge and truth.

Peace

Dae Ja Nae
08-11-2005, 06:21 PM
mine has never been the stylised, oppressively organised
rank and file, black and white profile of god,
prefer mine seasoned with salt of the un-civilised
odd, you may say, hanging my hat in the company of strays,
castaways individuals displayed in every conceivable shade of grey
spoken wordplay my new testament served raw on dinner trays
gourmet food for soul like resplendant bursts of the suns rays
illuminate niggling nonsense on your conscience
spit a rhyme so profound your soul climbs,
sparing you a life bowing to idols in the sinister shrines of primetime
dropping two pockets full of dimes, turning water into wine,
indifference the most heinous crime

inhaling lung-fulls of polluted air,
blistered feet walking concrete streets,
in the city aint no-one got time to care
about a mans fragile hopes and prayers,
sometimes its hard, being a shepherd in dark valleys of mind slayers
desperately draw enough blood to pay fare
on commuter trains shipping human cargo into the dragons lair,
deliberate as the masses wish away their years,
quietly strangled by uncontrolled fear of they peers
filing one by one in neat lines and disillusioned stares,
visions of apocalyptic matrix engineers

free thought drowned out by a billion barrages of ringing tills
corporate coffers exploding with mills,
but half a mans life's spent slaving for bills,
nothing to lose, I choose the redpill,
swill it around with a 5th of cuervo, chilled, spark a bone & get ill
drill into vast treasures of mental wealth,
diving headfirst, riding twisted for self
In a packed room of people but mostly it feels like there's noone else
and I am alone...


Elusive-Fugitive


FIRE FIRE FIRE!!! After reading the collab you did with Psy and Martyr, I had to go back and check for your work. Like I said before, you definitely have a way with words. I really like your style and the way you express your views. Keep up the GREAT WORK!!!

Peace

ElusiveFugitive
08-11-2005, 06:51 PM
Thankyou Dae, I'm glad to have your feedback. Always appreciate a woman's perspective too.
Peace from the heart of the South Pacific .

ONE LOVE

GuardianOne
08-12-2005, 01:43 AM
Hey its like you started from 10 counting to 1 and concluded the verse. Nice flow, like the way you brought everything in and creatively whilst at the last moment keep all in check. As is with the title.

Peace

ElusiveFugitive
08-20-2005, 08:19 PM
002, INS, Dae & Guardian One, thankyou for posting feedback. Its a beautiful thing to be able to have your frustrations/ anxieties felt...Appreciated as always.

PEACE TO EVERYBODY WHO READ THIS, HOPE TO HEAR FROM YOU SOON!

ONE LOVE

martyr
08-20-2005, 08:54 PM
...this is hot... ill get more in depth, im exhausted... i just play b-ball for two hours then brought my girl friend dinner and met Jason Williams, the basket ball player killer...

ElusiveFugitive
08-20-2005, 09:24 PM
Yo Martyr, how you doing my brother? Dont sweat it, would love to have your feed when you catch your breath. I have'nt been on the forum much this week just been. My households been down with the flu, its still Winter here...I'll PM you about that Basketball Killer tomorrow if thats cool...Peace from the heart of the South Pacific

ONE LOVE

J.T.S.
08-20-2005, 10:07 PM
All that plus a bag of chips.

ElusiveFugitive
08-21-2005, 04:28 PM
Peace James, appreciate your feedback...

ONE LOVE

TUCO
08-21-2005, 09:40 PM
"filing one by one in neat lines and disillusioned stares,
visions of apocalyptic matrix engineers"

wackness dude

peace

PsYkOsUs
08-21-2005, 11:19 PM
"filing one by one in neat lines and disillusioned stares,
visions of apocalyptic matrix engineers"

wackness dude

peace
everyone's entitled to their opinion, but you should be takin' notes kid...

PEACE

PSY

PsYkOsUs
08-21-2005, 11:28 PM
by the way, elusive, this piece was hot... you're settin' a standard, which is what i like to see... quotables:

"odd, you may say, hanging my hat in the company of strays,
castaways individuals displayed in every conceivable shade of grey

in the city aint no-one got time to care
about a mans fragile hopes and prayers,
sometimes its hard, being a shepherd in dark valleys of mind slayers

free thought drowned out by a billion barrages of ringing tills

diving headfirst, riding twisted for self
In a packed room of people but mostly it feels like there's noone else
and I am alone..."


-- all worded beautifully... keep killin' 'em...

PEACE

PSY

Jabba Jaw
08-22-2005, 04:25 AM
definitly different n original

on the poetic tip!
feelin the last verse the most

dopeness
keep spittin son

ElusiveFugitive
08-22-2005, 07:58 PM
Yo Psy, glad you liked it. Thanks for the props man.
83raw, you're right this piece is different. I'm glad you can find something in it.
Tuco...thanks for your thoughts...
thanks for reading everybody...PEACE

ONE LOVE

ElusiveFugitive
09-24-2005, 06:15 PM
bitter-sweet sixteen,
innocence gleaned, demeaned, reeking of ol' Beam
on the streets her name's Lolene,
in the cold with barely a stitch on her
hangin' out waiting for cash donors,
starstruck slangin' her skin on street corners,

'bout 2 spot short, rockin' with schemin' thoughts to the ice man,
hikes her thong, shakes her ass, fondling the waistband
shows some skin 'n says "ehoa tick up half a gram?"
this sacrificial lamb, struck by a stiff assed backhand
beaten 'til she cant stand, K-O'd before she lands
yells out to his mans..."bitch on the block!!"...
ill niggas with plans, to scratch they itch in her spot
long train runnin' at blinding speeds, bitin' lips as she bleeds,
tenement tyrants takin' turns, terrorising the weak
she won't cry, limps out the door in agonising pain, head high
wanting to die... to levitate to diamond sky in her minds eye

outfit torn, nails broke, face bruised as shit
determined to earn enough small bills for pointed hits
grits her teeth and turning tricks 'til she can score a little bit,
situations hard and desolate...her occupation scars the desperate...
business is slow, on all corners round her ghetto
so she try to jack big ticket items for blow
a lex's worth a lotta dough, earnings cursed its gonna go
got crept on, caught rusty blade in side of her torso...

media write it as just another dead fiend,
poverty statistics, crimson blood seeps out her spleen
fugitive's on the lean, chasin' the ever-elusive green
observed the scene n' harvested this poetry from the crop's cream...

ain' no fucken soap box speech from the mayor
y'all dont hear about this shit, in election year
in desolate jungles of concrete,
realize with real-eyes... a vicious cycle of smiles and cries,
dying for destitute dreams,
dowsed with twisted fantasies of low-lives

Elusive-Fugitive 2005

martyr
09-24-2005, 06:58 PM
...whew! .... that is very vivid... very well written... amazing imagery in the story... you coulda made me cry... sounds like you knew or knew of this girl... even if it's just a generalized statement... this piece has set in my like all your pieces... your writing will always amaze me.., this piece the same...

Phillies
09-24-2005, 07:05 PM
UMmmm, she's good.

martyr
09-25-2005, 01:14 PM
..up this..

ElusiveFugitive
09-25-2005, 03:55 PM
Peace Martyr, always appreciate your feed bro... I'm glad you liked this piece, unfortunately its based on real events...

ONE LOVE

Dae Ja Nae
09-25-2005, 11:22 PM
Got Damn EF ... this shit was fire ... another dose of reality served up RAW ... it reminds me of a piece I wrote titled: An Unnecessary Tragedy ... mind's eye dilatation fo' sho' ... Keep deliverin' the realness fam,

Peace

BlaK FuRYaN
09-26-2005, 09:13 AM
reminds of one book i read in jail by Donald Goines....i think it was "BLack Girl Lost"

This has encouraged me to up the imagery/vivid pictures in my own work....

every lin projected a mental picture....

The content....brought me back down from the clouds cuase its real out there....you jus took a fraction of reality and shoved it in the face....

peace

ElusiveFugitive
09-26-2005, 04:18 PM
Peace Dae good lookin out on this piece, much appreciated as always...Unnecessary Tragedy was fantastic by the way, props Mami

Blak Furyan I'm humbled by your feed, thankyou my friend. Glad this had an effect on you that can be built on. Will keep an eye out for "Black Girl Lost" too

ONE LOVE

ElusiveFugitive
09-27-2005, 05:38 PM
uppin'

noel411
09-28-2005, 12:49 AM
Good read. Imagery, content, and message were well on the plus side. Strong piece.

ElusiveFugitive
09-28-2005, 07:23 PM
Thanks Spok3n. Glad to hear your feedback, appreciated. Been mad busy of late, however, I will make an effort to post more regularly... PEACE

Noel, thanks bro. I can always rely on you to be straight. I took a bit of time to work on the imagery, content & message in this joint, so I'm happy with the result. PEACE

ONE LOVE

ElusiveFugitive
09-29-2005, 09:16 PM
up

PsYkOsUs
10-05-2005, 10:22 PM
i seemed to have missed this one durin' my brief hiatus, but i'm glad to 've come across it... like everyone else who commented, i was awestruck by the visual realism displayed in this poem... y'know, it's kind of funny how this kind of "unmentionable" tragedy happens on the daily, yet we all turn a blind eye to it, unaffected, until someone puts it into an artful perspective... we watch this shit on the news and it's so cold and impersonal... inhuman... it takes a hell of a lot to be able take the time out of our busy days to actually care about someone or somethin' enough to write somethin' movin' about such a barbaric event... and i think it's important to snap people out of their blissful ignorance long enough to recognize somethin' real... somethin' that could 've or should 've been prevented had someone intervened... who knows...


great piece...

PEACE

PSY

ElusiveFugitive
10-06-2005, 04:03 PM
Word Psy...

You read beyond the lines and delved into the social implications of this piece . There are too many untold stories just like this and the greater community must be held accountable. Knowingly, or unknowingly we all suffer while these issues are unaddressed... Realize with real eyes

ONE LOVE

BRASSKNUCKLED PAI MEI
10-10-2005, 04:37 PM
PeacEcaeP

ElusiveFugitive
10-24-2005, 03:46 PM
Float Like A Butterfly...

(Dedicated to my son Cassius)

divine subsistence, transforms my whole existence,
so surreal, character's forged from the persistence
heart beart thumping loud as a freight train
spitting blue flames from full tank of hi-octane,
propelling my mental to astral plains,
where oxygen stings nostrils, like un-cut cocaine altering mindframe

immersed deep into heart of woman,
reaching Gates of Eden, sensual & pleasing
pleading, slow down to hold the moment
bodies writhe, mesmorised,
passion overwhelms my flesh cries,
far beyond the skies a comet flies,
see its reflection in her eyes...
bathed in perspiration, felt my seed reach destination
effortlessly flowing past boundaries of imagination
deafening silence, senses reel, as rain saturates a sacred hill

CHORUS
human life grows within you,
from a heartfelt embrace into flesh, journey continues
home fires burn, the world turns,
head bowed the grown man discerns, a king returns...

earths cycle changed my queens appearance,
celebrate as parents, draw close to time of suns presence
we come as one into this world, all interconnected,
essence of life dissected
harness strength of will & toil to benefit the collective

CHORUS

whispering spring night
held hands & summoned spirit guides who channeled light,
to aid the fight for breath of life
my spine shivered, in the background a silent serpent slivers,
my hands quivered, fate delivered our surprise,
cloaked in the beauty of a holy sunrise,
mystic woman blessed him as he rose,
from out the throes, with life force of a volcano
knowing smile levitating above the globe,
glowing from outta brains lobes

CHORUS

looking upon his noble face, erasing pain from I,
moved to tears as third eye,overloads with stimuli
held my prince high, baptized in an ocean blue sky,
sun shone on my cerebri, defied mortality,
realise visions of ancient scribes
a child, holy vessel of sacred bloodlines...

Taste fulfilment without regret, for in next breath,
undetected figure scales a parapet
seasons shadowy silhouette, spinning faster than a pirouette,
your necks wet...spoken word sparks a flame,
alighting mental cigarette, too late for tourniquet
terminal torrent of alphabet inimitable style you cant forget
tip my hat & ride a winged unicorn into my own sunset
only to be born again,
brand new...floating like a butterfly from its cocoon


Elusive Fugitive 2005

noel411
10-24-2005, 04:56 PM
I just read the first piece in this thread, but I'm gonna try to read through this whole thread over time. You have a very strong writing style. I've seen people try to do what you do before, but fail. Your writing comes off as being very natural. As I read it I found that if I became distracted and missed something, I actually found myself going back and re-reading those lines. Not that I lost interest. Just that I'm at work and there are distractions here. I haven't read much of your stuff, but it's certainly some of the most worthwhile stuff to read that I have encountered here. Powerful words and strong imagery when describing a picture. Great reading. Keep it up.

ElusiveFugitive
10-24-2005, 05:21 PM
Peace Noel, I appreciate your thoughts and opinion of my writing...
Glad you're going to try and read through my thread. That means a lot, for real

Allocating threads to each writer to showcase their work is a great initiative in my opinion. Props to BigBen for coming up with the idea.

ONE LOVE

RaE
10-24-2005, 06:10 PM
Peace king, this was a nice read, felt more like a poetry piece to me but with a vibe to it...smooth flow king, keep it up, 1ne.

ElusiveFugitive
10-24-2005, 06:35 PM
Peace Rae, I thankyou for giving feedback bro...You are bang on, my style is a form of spoken word poetry, but I like the way you said it better lol. In Aotearoa we keep it vibin'

ONE LOVE

ElusiveFugitive
10-24-2005, 06:40 PM
my beautiful, brown skinned princess,
a momentous dream, immensely intense,
offering incense to honor gift thats heaven-scent
up until the birthing day, my brain a canvas of sprayed thought like hood graffiti,
layered with one million reasons why this child would need me,
teach her to recite genealogy, with rich tales woven of unwritten mythology
impart skills of elusive life methodology,
maintain a fugitives heart in worlds of subliminal, target marketed technology

play the role of father, teacher, a philosophical role model,
the one at 3am to get up, change nappies & warm a milk bottle
shape and hone her mind, teach about the many flaws of mankind
hope to become best friends, and I intend, to defend her fiercely 'til the end

this newborn, adorned in fine egyptian cotton and other fabrics,
remember how to count in synergy mathematics?
now 1 + 1 = 4, not 2 or even 3 'cos its 2nd time round for me,
admittedly sometimes I'm doubtful of my ability
to provide for a 4 person family,
but I continue to excel, without bragging I intuitively let it happen
and things falls together like 31st December,
I remember the way I stared into the embers,
of the blunt end, extend my hand to old friends...
sharing laughs, crack a beer; scent of change is in the air,
glaring truth in the New Year; yeah...thinking of my career
I'm making my way now, acquiring taste of full cream milk from a cash cow,
KAPOW...from nowhere it hit me, damn! Im a grown man,
living a 5 year plan, so I ignore shallow demands
I learnt to stand, by working the hard earth with my own two hands
not prepared to waste my life struggling in quicksand...

and then she smiles, something so surreal and sweet makes all the shit worthwhile
I'd run 10,000 miles just to see it on her dial, stare awhile
file it to memory so even if stranded on a desert isle,
starving to death, being eaten by a crocodile or some other vicious reptile
I'd be at peace, complete, like the first love of a juvenile...

my little girl...I would set fire to the whole world
at dusk just to keep you warm, then at dawn,
summon a torrential thunderstorm,
so we could jump in the puddles,
then go inside guzzle cocoa,
while we dry off, play with jigsaw puzzles,
never going to let my priorities get muddled

ain' got no time for disbelievers & their negativity,
pays not to meddle in the affairs of the heart & family
you obviously dont know me or have a fucken clue about my capabilities
pity, the fools who stricken with terminal disabilities
dont bother pulling up at my curb, study the words
of Eminem's Mockingbird, anthem heard by real men,
feelin' the real struggle in the suburbs
proverbs of real life, staunch guardians of the REAL world...
haters watch close as I smile, and let my middle finger unfurl

Elusive-Fugitive

Dae Ja Nae
10-24-2005, 07:24 PM
my beautiful, brown skinned princess,
a momentous dream, immensely intense,
offering incense to honor gift thats heaven-scent
up until the birthing day, my brain a canvas of sprayed thought like hood graffiti,
layered with one million reasons why this child would need me,
teach her to recite genealogy, with rich tales woven of unwritten mythology
impart skills of elusive life methodology,
maintain a fugitives heart in worlds of subliminal, target marketed technology

play the role of father, teacher, a philosophical role model,
the one at 3am to get up, change nappies & warm a milk bottle
shape and hone her mind, teach about the many flaws of mankind
hope to become best friends, and I intend, to defend her fiercely 'til the end

this newborn, adorned in fine egyptian cotton and other fabrics,
remember how to count in synergy mathematics?
now 1 + 1 = 4, not 2 or even 3 'cos its 2nd time round for me,
admittedly sometimes I'm doubtful of my ability
to provide for a 4 person family,
but I continue to excel, without bragging I intuitively let it happen
and things falls together like 31st December,
I remember the way I stared into the embers,
of the blunt end, extend my hand to old friends...
sharing laughs, crack a beer; scent of change is in the air,
glaring truth in the New Year; yeah...thinking of my career
I'm making my way now, acquiring taste of full cream milk from a cash cow,
KAPOW...from nowhere it hit me, damn! Im a grown man,
living a 5 year plan, so I ignore shallow demands
I learnt to stand, by working the hard earth with my own two hands
not prepared to waste my life struggling in quicksand...

and then she smiles, something so surreal and sweet makes all the shit worthwhile
I'd run 10,000 miles just to see it on her dial, stare awhile
file it to memory so even if stranded on a desert isle,
starving to death, being eaten by a crocodile or some other vicious reptile
I'd be at peace, complete, like the first love of a juvenile...

my little girl...I would set fire to the whole world
at dusk just to keep you warm, then at dawn,
summon a torrential thunderstorm,
so we could jump in the puddles,
then go inside guzzle cocoa,
while we dry off, play with jigsaw puzzles,
never going to let my priorities get muddled

ain' got no time for disbelievers & their negativity,
pays not to meddle in the affairs of the heart & family
you obviously dont know me or have a fucken clue about my capabilities
pity, the fools who stricken with terminal disabilities
dont bother pulling up at my curb, study the words
of Eminem's Mockingbird, anthem heard by real men,
feelin' the real struggle in the suburbs
proverbs of real life, staunch guardians of the REAL world...
haters watch close as I smile, and let my middle finger unfurl

Elusive-FugitiveI was skimming through the most beautiful of jewels when I stumbled across a rare find
words so delicately etched and light hearted, but yet strong enough to blow the mind
like savoring aged wine ... I took every ounce in real slow
allowing the power of your words to stimulate me from head to toe
mesmerized by a flow ... that's reminiscent of Common Sense
every line, so intense, revealing a beauty that is equally immense
there's mastery harnessed within your words, the proof is felt in the power of each line
either a gift that you were born with, or perfectly acquired from the hands of time
a skill that is so refined, entwined with a heavy dose of maturity
whatever the case may be ... know that you've found a true fan in me
ready to ride the rhythm of your words because they definitely set the mind free
see, it's men like you that make this world a much better place to be
unafraid to hide the sense of pride you take in responsibility
so precious ... that's what it is, the love that you have for your flower
use it to help her grow and in it, her-continue to shower
because you are her shield ...her protector ... and her first image of a true man
you lay down the foundation on which the next man shall stand
so make it solid, and make it firm, a place that reserved for one who is great
hopefully the qualities that you display are what she'll seek out in her mate
always be in her presence, and forever let your love be seen
the acts of a King, who'll raise his Princess to be a true Queen

ElusiveFugitive
10-25-2005, 09:00 PM
uppin'

noel411
10-26-2005, 05:04 PM
I'm almost up to date with this thread now, one more to go. I'm sure the trick of copying and pasting your pieces into my work email program, to read them, didn't fool anybody who saw me sitting here reading this, haha. You have a way of wording things that we could all learn from. You don't get lost in complicated metaphors, but you have a unique and impressive way of wording things. I feel that is what makes your imagery so strong. Your pieces are a pleasure to read. I'll get back to that last one when I get a minute.

ElusiveFugitive
10-26-2005, 08:53 PM
Dae' thankyou for your build on this joint & showin' mad love...Its appreciated, no doubt
Glad I took your advice and posted this in the temple...

Peace to everybody who reads this, for those who don't...quit sleepin'

ONE LOVE

ElusiveFugitive
10-26-2005, 09:05 PM
QUOTE]

I'm almost up to date with this thread now, one more to go. I'm sure the trick of copying and pasting your pieces into my work email program, to read them, didn't fool anybody who saw me sitting here reading this, haha. You have a way of wording things that we could all learn from. You don't get lost in complicated metaphors, but you have a unique and impressive way of wording things. I feel that is what makes your imagery so strong. Your pieces are a pleasure to read. I'll get back to that last one when I get a minute.

[/QUOTE]
'Sup Noel, thanks for checkin' more of my posts man... Its genuinely appreciated


ONE LOVE

ElusiveFugitive
11-06-2005, 07:37 PM
wrote this verse in reverse, lost as I rehearse,
with my lips pursed, knowing only a love so strong 1000 chests burst,
broke a deadly curse...reminisce the caper,
crazy thoughts of you melt onto paper,
ends of the earth is where I'll take ya

this young buck watched you down the street,
soul suffocating, silky heat
damn near fell right off my seat
my jaw was resting on my feet!
first night spent together.
we drowned in passionate pools of pleasure
exceeding measures of mortal men
hit it at a perfect 10
serenade you softly in a state of total zen

ashamed, those times mind games were played,
the hurtful names, allaying blame,
I even lied to myself...
gotta leave pride & ego on the shelf
you & I together the finest wealth

forever I will praise, your displays of sacrificing ways,
while you walked the game I terminally talked
sought to tame my wayward thought
headline on front page news reports,
now that scandalous life's outlined in chalk

truest romance...it pushes on through real life situations,
we wept together as our first childs unborn life was taken,
took the man in me to grasp hold of sanity
alone at night, in the window burns candlelight,
wasnt right, hurt so we'd fight,
I'd plead walk away, sad but true,
trouble ensued, heartless things I'd do when I felt used

time passed, after hard lessons learned, the winds turned
whole time for you my heart yearned,
too concerned, about pride or money earned,
countless times my hands were burnt
realise how much I've won, anthem sung,
your strengths live proudly in the eyes of our children.

down mist-covered mountains, water rushes back to sea
profound spirit washing over me
intangible roots link land & family
blessed you in my vicinity,
and this amazing ability to articulate my unflinching loyalty
for knowing, that forever our souls are intertwined in perpetual unity
has set me free...

Elusive-Fugitive 2005

ProtoTypeMC
11-08-2005, 01:02 AM
Nice thread.....

ElusiveFugitive
11-08-2005, 02:19 PM
Peace Prototype, thanks for taking the time to read my thread

ONE LOVE

White N Dangerous
11-09-2005, 01:46 PM
wrote this verse in reverse, lost as I rehearse,
with my lips pursed, knowing only a love so strong 1000 chests burst,


FA SHO DOG PEACE BIG UP'S KEEP ON HITT'N EM

ElusiveFugitive
11-09-2005, 02:01 PM
Peace Dangerous, thanks for your feed bro

ONE LOVE

BlaK FuRYaN
11-09-2005, 04:26 PM
man i need to check this thread out.....
yo EF....why you type it so small man....it way too small....ima need bi-focals to read the scripture bruh....have mercy on my eyes...lol

one love

ElusiveFugitive
11-10-2005, 08:13 PM
lol sorry bout that Blak...now that you mentioned it, it seems to go into small font automatically when I post...Will remember to enlarge the text next time... lol


ONE LOVE

ElusiveFugitive
02-14-2006, 09:53 PM
feel the rush...
fiery fists & feet, flailin' factually
faces busted, bones is crushed,
scene illustrated in deft strokes of a calligraphers brush...

erasin' you from centre stage, concealed dagger of silent rage,
you shit scared...presence felt like rackin' a 12 gauge...
waging war upon the page, this war sage,
visualised it from navel to nape
step to me and I'll disassemble your physical parts
laceratin' your heart with a glass shard
impalin' with darts of my murderous art

I build... refinin' skill,
laugh at you...suffocating & paralytically swipin' for mine,
hitting fine imported wine out the bottle, at full throttle,
fuckin' with me'll get ya cranium wedged in the narrow gap
under my ride between low profile rims and the mudflap
hittin' ignition, slam the gas, now you outta commission
grinding your dumb assed skull into submission
snuff taped the shit, I'ma screen it and charge 5 bucks for admission

Elusive Fugitive 2005

proph3t
02-14-2006, 10:29 PM
not much more to say that others haven't. you achieve what many (including me) try to do with your words...rather, your thoughts and feelings. Lost of people throw around words but understand the meaning both litgeraly and figuratively speaking. Your style is definetly something I will aspire to master.

White N Dangerous
02-14-2006, 11:11 PM
feel the rush...
fiery fists & feet, flailin' factually
faces busted, bones is crushed,
scene illustrated in deft strokes of a calligraphers brush...

erasin' you from centre stage, concealed dagger of silent rage,
you shit scared...presence felt like rackin' a 12 gauge...
waging war upon the page, this war sage,
visualised it from navel to nape
step to me and I'll disassemble your physical parts
laceratin' your heart with a glass shard
impalin' with darts of my murderous art

I build... refinin' skill,
laugh at you...suffocating & paralytically swipin' for mine,
hitting fine imported wine out the bottle, at full throttle,
fuckin' with me'll get ya cranium wedged in the narrow gap
under my ride between low profile rims and the mudflap
hittin' ignition, slam the gas, now you outta commission
grinding your dumb assed skull into submission
snuff taped the shit, I'ma screen it and charge 5 bucks for admission

Elusive Fugitive 2005


ayo that colored line was the only one that acutally did something ta me. i know your much better then this, holla keep blessin

ElusiveFugitive
02-16-2006, 06:09 PM
Proph3t, thankyou for taking the time to read and post feedback.
On the real, it means alot bro...Other than my last post which was a keystyle from raplevel, I write to express real issues that affect me...

It often takes a lot of soul searching, taking the time to shape the content in my minds eye until I'm happy with the concept.
This can take weeks or even months before I put anything on paper. Literally the content occupies my mind until I am satisfied enough to put it on paper. Stick with it and you will find your own way, peace...

Dangerous, appreciate your honesty ehoa...you cool with me

ONE LOVE

ElusiveFugitive
03-06-2006, 05:48 PM
I look forth, drawn towards the force of magnetic North,
my infinite form, dwarfs the institutionalised image of hori,
because the fucken tall tales of treacherous tories,
long since bored me.....I live a greater glory!
this the unwritten, unedited, non politically correct story...

stick my neck out, and I'm chastised
pointed at, denounced and crucified
if I lie... each time, a small piece of me dies,
de-evolve beneath my very skin, an awkward grin,
conceals an empty shell with no soul within
outwardly well-mannered and placid
no words lashed with the acid-tongue,
left for dead...as multiple stab wounds puncture lungs

expected to clamber down rungs of the social ladder? WHY?
'cause the elite middle class are too scared and weak bladdered,
long for the day, when that 2 dimensional world falls into decay,
and disarray...they...
indifferently minimising my struggle, can then openly puzzle
at how a man so young, could juggle a family,
with 2 kids and a decent job, as if its odd,
there are Maori that dont have to rob, cheat,
or kill in cold-blood on the street...
sickened by stereotypes and media hype
ain' nothing but delusional dreams borne in glass pipes
now my thoughts are ripe, so I'll lyrically snipe at the flawed logic

this railroad will travel the path of least resistance,
going the distance, and at every instance, when you tread upon me
I shall not choose flight, to the shadowy criminal underbelly of night
will passively resist my deepest urges, and fight...
armed with heartfelt belief in the word that I write,
to document my most personal, perpetual plight
and rage...against the dying of the light...

anyone with sense, knows one tenth of a nation,
should'nt control 90% of an entire population,
I listen to the observations, of souls in incarceration
their insights, tackle REAL questions of wrong and right!
which need to be dragged out and be openly discussed in daylight,
like...why are we fillin' the jails? failin' in education?
subjected to destitute downtalk and cultural decimation?
the only way for me to cope...is the waking dream of hope...

long have we denied, the innate ability to be wrong
to unify mankind, and move to rhythm of one song
the names of those who walk on water,
still justify slaughter of sons & rape of daughters
we oughta look further ahead, not sleep in this burning bed...
instead, conceive a unified body, equal so all can sense,
a real & visible difference from individuals can be expected
only then can the errors of this inhumane, monstrosity be corrected
lest your colony be stormed by revolutionary waves of the disaffected...

Elusive-Fugitive 2005

BlaK FuRYaN
03-07-2006, 07:48 AM
feel the rush...
fiery fists & feet, flailin' factually
faces busted, bones is crushed,
scene illustrated in deft strokes of a calligraphers brush...

erasin' you from centre stage, concealed dagger of silent rage,
you shit scared...presence felt like rackin' a 12 gauge...
waging war upon the page, this war sage,
visualised it from navel to nape
step to me and I'll disassemble your physical parts
laceratin' your heart with a glass shard
impalin' with darts of my murderous art

I build... refinin' skill,
laugh at you...suffocating & paralytically swipin' for mine,
hitting fine imported wine out the bottle, at full throttle,
fuckin' with me'll get ya cranium wedged in the narrow gap
under my ride between low profile rims and the mudflap
hittin' ignition, slam the gas, now you outta commission
grinding your dumb assed skull into submission
snuff taped the shit, I'ma screen it and charge 5 bucks for admission

Elusive Fugitive 2005

I love it when you spit like this...in oppose to the spoken word art form...

BlaK FuRYaN
03-07-2006, 07:53 AM
I look forth, drawn towards the force of magnetic North,
my infinite form, dwarfs the institutionalised image of hori,
because the fucken tall tales of treacherous tories,
long since bored me.....I live a greater glory!
this the unwritten, unedited, non politically correct story...

stick my neck out, and I'm chastised
pointed at, denounced and crucified
if I lie... each time, a small piece of me dies,
de-evolve beneath my very skin, an awkward grin,
conceals an empty shell with no soul within
outwardly well-mannered and placid
no words lashed with the acid-tongue,
left for dead...as multiple stab wounds puncture lungs

expected to clamber down rungs of the social ladder? WHY?
'cause the elite middle class are too scared and weak bladdered,
long for the day, when that 2 dimensional world falls into decay,
and disarray...they...
indifferently minimising my struggle, can then openly puzzle
at how a man so young, could juggle a family,
with 2 kids and a decent job, as if its odd,
there are Maori that dont have to rob, cheat,
or kill in cold-blood on the street...
sickened by stereotypes and media hype
ain' nothing but delusional dreams borne in glass pipes
now my thoughts are ripe, so I'll lyrically snipe at the flawed logic

this railroad will travel the path of least resistance,
going the distance, and at every instance, when you tread upon me
I shall not choose flight, to the shadowy criminal underbelly of night
will passively resist my deepest urges, and fight...
armed with heartfelt belief in the word that I write,
to document my most personal, perpetual plight
and rage...against the dying of the light...

anyone with sense, knows one tenth of a nation,
should'nt control 90% of an entire population,
I listen to the observations, of souls in incarceration
their insights, tackle REAL questions of wrong and right!
which need to be dragged out and be openly discussed in daylight,
like...why are we fillin' the jails? failin' in education?
subjected to destitute downtalk and cultural decimation?
the only way for me to cope...is the waking dream of hope...

long have we denied, the innate ability to be wrong
to unify mankind, and move to rhythm of one song
the names of those who walk on water,
still justify slaughter of sons & rape of daughters
we oughta look further ahead, not sleep in this burning bed...
instead, conceive a unified body, equal so all can sense,
a real & visible difference from individuals can be expected
only then can the errors of this inhumane, monstrosity be corrected
lest your colony be stormed by revolutionary waves of the disaffected...

Elusive-Fugitive 2005


Yeah EF this was food for the brain...i cuddnt highlight bit coz i like the whole script and (i did read all of it)...this is what im talking about...some real heart felt scripts which appeal to ery one...

peace bro

ElusiveFugitive
03-13-2006, 03:47 PM
I'd been keeping this one close to my chest for some time,
glad you felt it bro...

ONE LOVE

Keep the feed comin' peeps

ElusiveFugitive
04-11-2006, 10:34 PM
diligently deciphering documents drawn to deliberate misdirection,
imperative to ignore the lucid layers of languished longing,
incessant hunger for displays of deliciously, delicate dexterity
that forever fondle your fragile feminine fetishes,

mis-guided missiles of malevolent megalomaniacs,
are deployed, dominating disaffected & disenfranchised at a distance
underhandedly uplifting the utopian illusion,
utilising soul smothering skeletons in suits, with pseudo-psychotic slants
disguising truth & delving deeply into dark deception
as objective observations of injustice on foreign soil
are attacked, All-American arsenals of atrocity for oil

inevitable mortality heightens homeland insecurities...

vigilante vanguards that value varnished vanity of virgins
are vanquished violently by vipers with venomous vernacular
solemn shepherds suffer under searingly shallow certainty
dilated pupils, purpose-built to protect profane patriot symbolism
mark of the free-masons...an immensely imposing eye-sore of eternal evil
the beast, deliberates indefinitely on diabolical desecration
descending in tyranny, telekinetically torturing the timid of all nations...

andrem
04-20-2006, 10:58 PM
yo I cant believe i slept on this thread. your verses speak great wisdom. Your last two posts are powerful and the last one uses poetic devices like alliteration. keep posting, i see much potential in your words.
"It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop"-confucius saying

ElusiveFugitive
05-07-2006, 09:46 PM
yo I cant believe i slept on this thread. your verses speak great wisdom. Your last two posts are powerful and the last one uses poetic devices like alliteration. keep posting, i see much potential in your words.
"It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop"-confucius saying


Thanks Andrem, appreciate you takin' time to read & post your comment...
Glad you felt my verses. I'm slowly in the process of re-recording audio for some of these. Keep an eye out

PEACE

Dae Ja Nae
05-08-2006, 09:48 AM
I look forth, drawn towards the force of magnetic North,
my infinite form, dwarfs the institutionalised image of hori,
because the fucken tall tales of treacherous tories,
long since bored me.....I live a greater glory!
this the unwritten, unedited, non politically correct story...

stick my neck out, and I'm chastised
pointed at, denounced and crucified
if I lie... each time, a small piece of me dies,
de-evolve beneath my very skin, an awkward grin,
conceals an empty shell with no soul within
outwardly well-mannered and placid
no words lashed with the acid-tongue,
left for dead...as multiple stab wounds puncture lungs

expected to clamber down rungs of the social ladder? WHY?
'cause the elite middle class are too scared and weak bladdered,
long for the day, when that 2 dimensional world falls into decay,
and disarray...they...
indifferently minimising my struggle, can then openly puzzle
at how a man so young, could juggle a family,
with 2 kids and a decent job, as if its odd,
there are Maori that dont have to rob, cheat,
or kill in cold-blood on the street...
sickened by stereotypes and media hype
ain' nothing but delusional dreams borne in glass pipes
now my thoughts are ripe, so I'll lyrically snipe at the flawed logic

this railroad will travel the path of least resistance,
going the distance, and at every instance, when you tread upon me
I shall not choose flight, to the shadowy criminal underbelly of night
will passively resist my deepest urges, and fight...
armed with heartfelt belief in the word that I write,
to document my most personal, perpetual plight
and rage...against the dying of the light...

anyone with sense, knows one tenth of a nation,
should'nt control 90% of an entire population,
I listen to the observations, of souls in incarceration
their insights, tackle REAL questions of wrong and right!
which need to be dragged out and be openly discussed in daylight,
like...why are we fillin' the jails? failin' in education?
subjected to destitute downtalk and cultural decimation?
the only way for me to cope...is the waking dream of hope...

long have we denied, the innate ability to be wrong
to unify mankind, and move to rhythm of one song
the names of those who walk on water,
still justify slaughter of sons & rape of daughters
we oughta look further ahead, not sleep in this burning bed...
instead, conceive a unified body, equal so all can sense,
a real & visible difference from individuals can be expected
only then can the errors of this inhumane, monstrosity be corrected
lest your colony be stormed by revolutionary waves of the disaffected...

Elusive-Fugitive 2005


Powerful display of imagery with this piece Elusive. You know Iím definitely feeling the content ... itís very structurally sound. I am always moved by a personís ability to see beyond plain sight because the majority of us are visually impaired when in the midst. You always find ways to break free of that mold. Itís good to bare witness to such effortless creativity, which is something youíve always been able to accomplish. Definitely Poetic Craftsmanship at itís best.

Stay Up

ElusiveFugitive
05-10-2006, 06:29 PM
Powerful display of imagery with this piece Elusive. You know Iím definitely feeling the content ... itís very structurally sound. I am always moved by a personís ability to see beyond plain sight because the majority of us are visually impaired when in the midst. You always find ways to break free of that mold. Itís good to bare witness to such effortless creativity, which is something youíve always been able to accomplish. Definitely Poetic Craftsmanship at itís best.

Stay Up


Dae I'm moved by your feedback as always. This piece was one of my favourite verses to write, but unfortunately it is sometimes misunderstood. I'm not at all surprised that you are able absorb the various dimensions and interpret it for what it is.
I am humbled to inspire those who inspire me...
tena koe e kare


ONE LOVE
Elusive

ElusiveFugitive
05-23-2006, 07:57 PM
uppin'

hazidus hitman
05-31-2006, 12:06 AM
I look forth, drawn towards the force of magnetic North,
my infinite form, dwarfs the institutionalised image of hori,
because the fucken tall tales of treacherous tories,
long since bored me.....I live a greater glory!
this the unwritten, unedited, non politically correct story...

stick my neck out, and I'm chastised
pointed at, denounced and crucified
if I lie... each time, a small piece of me dies,
de-evolve beneath my very skin, an awkward grin,
conceals an empty shell with no soul within
outwardly well-mannered and placid
no words lashed with the acid-tongue,
left for dead...as multiple stab wounds puncture lungs

expected to clamber down rungs of the social ladder? WHY?
'cause the elite middle class are too scared and weak bladdered,
long for the day, when that 2 dimensional world falls into decay,
and disarray...they...
indifferently minimising my struggle, can then openly puzzle
at how a man so young, could juggle a family,
with 2 kids and a decent job, as if its odd,
there are Maori that dont have to rob, cheat,
or kill in cold-blood on the street...
sickened by stereotypes and media hype
ain' nothing but delusional dreams borne in glass pipes
now my thoughts are ripe, so I'll lyrically snipe at the flawed logic

this railroad will travel the path of least resistance,
going the distance, and at every instance, when you tread upon me
I shall not choose flight, to the shadowy criminal underbelly of night
will passively resist my deepest urges, and fight...
armed with heartfelt belief in the word that I write,
to document my most personal, perpetual plight
and rage...against the dying of the light...

anyone with sense, knows one tenth of a nation,
should'nt control 90% of an entire population,
I listen to the observations, of souls in incarceration
their insights, tackle REAL questions of wrong and right!
which need to be dragged out and be openly discussed in daylight,
like...why are we fillin' the jails? failin' in education?
subjected to destitute downtalk and cultural decimation?
the only way for me to cope...is the waking dream of hope...

long have we denied, the innate ability to be wrong
to unify mankind, and move to rhythm of one song
the names of those who walk on water,
still justify slaughter of sons & rape of daughters
we oughta look further ahead, not sleep in this burning bed...
instead, conceive a unified body, equal so all can sense,
a real & visible difference from individuals can be expected
only then can the errors of this inhumane, monstrosity be corrected
lest your colony be stormed by revolutionary waves of the disaffected...

Elusive-Fugitive 2005


this whole peice is hot as!
higlighted the verse which stands out for me... FUCK STERIOTYPE!
lovin your work dude, some real tallent in there!
where abouts in Aotearoa u from?

ElusiveFugitive
05-31-2006, 12:19 AM
this whole peice is hot as!
higlighted the verse which stands out for me... FUCK STERIOTYPE!
lovin your work dude, some real tallent in there!
where abouts in Aotearoa u from?

Appreciate the feedback ehoa
Yeah I had to get some shit off my chest with that verse...
I live in the Southside of Tamaki Makaurau, but I hail from South Taranaki
I'm ghost for now...we'll talk soon bro

ONE LOVE
Elusive

ElusiveFugitive
08-03-2006, 09:44 PM
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noel411
08-03-2006, 11:37 PM
Whatup EF? Glad you bumped this thread, because it reminded me to finally read the latter parts of it, like I've been meaning to do for so fucken long. I even have it on a list of shit to do at home, haha. That's no bullshit either.

Anyway, it was a breath of fresh air to see some of this in here. You're obviously good with words. You know how to use them. Your pieces are always well worth reading. There's a lot in them. It's not just read a line and move on to the next. I appreciate your way of wording things, and how you put thoughts together. I'm glad I finally took the time to catch up with this thread. Keep up the good work.

ElusiveFugitive
11-13-2006, 02:05 AM
lost souls've long travelled on winds of the South Pacific
unsung songs of sullen sons from the mouth of the prolific...
horrific, wounds in our communities are shamelessly afflicted,
living hand to mouth on gov't cheques will keep our hope restricted
addicted, to fast living in styles of 2 dimensional idols,
clappers allow only tunnel vision, grey cells torn by intangible bridles
homicidal...we strike our own without a moments hesitation
after centuries of being colonised, in this melting pot plantation...

blood of children on our hands, a crude and painful cross to bear,
searing rage pointed at loved ones, angels fallen in despair
I care, that justice in this land is never seen & rarely heard
blurrin' vision, third world livin', search for meaning with my words
anger fills the eyes of mourners in the funeral processions
parasites & child murderers with court-ruled name suppression!?
close to home... these stories have revealed a private shame
I'm inflamed... some of the guilty parties hold my family name

who's to blame? for all this suffering and poverty of mind?
thought reverberates within me 'til it spews out in these lines
crimes of ignorance and laziness have no external source,
force ourselves to educate, empowering the proper course
hoarse cries echo from my belly as I prepare to face my maker
a drunken Judas killed my mule, dreaming of life on 40 acres
takin' life in just an instant, pray for future of my seeds
dying for principle I've lived for, man's responsibilities

Copyright © 2006 ElusiveFugitive.

Lil' Ruger
11-13-2006, 02:30 AM
"lost souls've long travelled on winds of the South Pacific
unsung songs of sullen sons from the mouth of the prolific...
horrific, wounds in our communities are shamefully afflicted,
living hand to mouth on gov't cheques will keep our hope restricted
addicted, to fast living in styles of 2 dimensional idols,
clappers allow only tunnel vision, grey cells torn by intangible bridles
homicidal...we strike our own without a moments hesitation
after centuries of being colonised, in this melting pot plantation... "


you fuckin killed it there and i think you were ur best here but the rest was fuckin dope u got really good skills i might just learn something from you...never really got a chance to see ya shit but i heard some stuff so i popped over here to peep it and it was dope...also hit my thread up :)

noel411
11-13-2006, 07:10 PM
Great piece EF. Makes checking out this place worthwile. This one read more like a concious rap than your previous more poetic based work. Still definately very poetic, but the even-ness of the bars made it flow like a rap. Keep up the good work.

Chee-op bup bup (no fucken idea what that's supposed to mean. A kiwi I worked with used to say something like that.)

ElusiveFugitive
11-14-2006, 03:17 AM
Peace 'lil pimp, thanks for taking time to read and post comments.

What up Noel. You been keeping up with your writing much lately?

You're right this piece is more consciously-minded. I've drawn inspiration from some fucked up events that went down recently, and from a piece scribed by Blackwisdom on raplevel. As always I'm glad to hear your thoughts...

Your kiwi workmate's using pidgin English for "cheers bro", but w/ our accent ends up like "churr bow"...lol props for using local slang

Peace
Elusive

noel411
11-14-2006, 03:06 PM
I actually haven’t written anything since I finished writing the tracks for an album I’m doing, a couple of months ago. Until then I was writing constantly. I just haven’t really felt like writing anything since then. I just write some mock freestyles now and then.

Yeah, this piece sounded pretty real. It’s good to see somebody writing about shit that’s true to them. Always comes off a lot better than people re-using typical hip hop topics.

Haha, I wish I could remember some of the other shit that guy used to say. He had some crazy slang. Fucken weirdo. Son of a bitch still owes me $20 too…

Peace

koncretegorilla
11-15-2006, 04:02 AM
The giant-sized violent, tribes ruled the island/
hollywood agents signed poly-hood titans.
Wild fuckin' Hawaiians, Chinese-Micronesians/
UTB preachers seen the U.S.O. cheiftans.
Grief stricken, meat ripped like wings off the chicken/
clouded by the luau, surrounded by mountains..
..please listen was shouted, Maoris resistant/
scoundrel muthafuccas Cooked the Island bitchez.
It was business for Elizabeth, Charles n Camillas/
Phar-laps ran seven Seas holdin the Biscuit.
Christians paid Samoans a visit, spoke of spirits/
lost belonged Tongans, watched the fuckin foreigners..
..Stock the fob hostages, slavery rapists/
stopped the rot talk of the paperweight natives.
Taken generations of the A.B. originals/
renamed the face of indigenous individuals..


..watup ckuz, yo aloha, kia ora, talofa, n' all that good shit man.
Yea maloele, bula to yall ohana foreal. Not once man, but warriorz eternal ckuz.
Yo peace brother

ElusiveFugitive
11-22-2006, 09:45 PM
Koncrete many thanks for blessin' my thread. You def know something about my little corner of the world, props for that! I'ma hit up your thread when I get a minute...arohamai ehoa - elusive

ElusiveFugitive
08-23-2009, 05:06 PM
^bump^