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BornPower
05-26-2008, 04:25 PM
Some of us as lyricists have a habit of building sandcastles on the beach and gettin mad when the waves wash away hours of work. What if we put away the buckets and small spades and brought out the cranes and scaffolds? I'm callin for some solidarity among those of us that shine with the brightest rays of hip hop. Let's build a skyscraper of dartz here, razor sharp edges honed on the bones of the ignorant.

If you feel me then let's build our towers not of Babel, but of ledges known.


I brewed music single-celled
with some old boots and skinned fingernails
the preacher absorbs ether and teaches in hell
previously a sleeper cell for evil welled
see The Ring, hear the bells
Eddy P's tale of tells breaks bookcases and faces fell
my breath chases shells from their chambers
with a dangerous case of halitosis
the culprit's prose scripts enslaved were sewn in with bolts stripped
my foes exist in coded prints, the codefence a broken pen
a show of strength, an openin
here's hopin either foes or friends extend this opus' length

444trumpets
05-26-2008, 08:01 PM
Keep Building!!

BornPower
05-27-2008, 03:04 PM
even if my flesh
the essence of edges known
were to fall from my bones, rotten
my flow would still drop into the ocean
floatin to the top, skulls grin sinister
circuits stitched with scriptures
witnesses remember little of what happened
a conquerin command buried under sub-saharan sands
I take no gambles and plan hands of spades in advance
you a prisoner to a black lance
the savage pen in my black hand
packaged by practicality and a lack of cheese
attacks with cents against gimps lackin sense
come back and defend yourself
how can you put cracks in cement when you always sprintin to the hotel?
so what if it's gonna smell?
even the slowest shells get spent and cross the finish
this assault was different to show yall an old buildin
I am one of many soldiers children
emotional killers of millions
chilling exhibitionists, controlled
honed on stones whisperin
move forward and hold position
I lost roles to poles and foldin strips
my whole allowance down to fifty cents
(sorry, small change gets me pissed)
sorry, can't bill me for filthy prints
no television scripted evidence technitian bullshit can put lenses on my presently tense composition experiment

SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
05-27-2008, 07:24 PM
Okay You Skel Ya Shit Is Fire

BRASSKNUCKLED PAI MEI
05-27-2008, 10:13 PM
no television scripted evidence technitian bullshit can put lenses on my presently tense composition experiment

efficient impairment the vicious compared with,
a death grip scissor lift the method,
manipulated mayhem monotone days pan,
or oscillate from fossil fuels that intoxicate,
we watch as mother earth is rocked and raped,
this future holds a toxic fate,
cuz' we stopped caring and don't relate,
to nature with made up plastic behavior...

BornPower
05-29-2008, 07:16 PM
efficient impairment the vicious compared with,
a death grip scissor lift the method,
manipulated mayhem monotone days pan,
or oscillate from fossil fuels that intoxicate,
we watch as mother earth is rocked and raped,
this future holds a toxic fate,
cuz' we stopped caring and don't relate,
to nature with made up plastic behavior...

back glistenin
I never lack discipline in back stiffenin labours
my spliffs are split with razors
bags spilt are blasted and ashes drift later
sadness drips in craters
so called savages attend the last sacred places
desecrated by ignorance
betrayed, the vigilant are imprisoned
my description is the christian's vision of the end of days
invisible, the indivisible never gets to pray
evidence of existence is still the biggest debate
this plague is a living, independent flame
a witless slave, content with a pittance unpaid
my vengeance rages
penmanship flagrant, dip twin blades in the sage's dissertation
this section's a sprint in spittin creative
impressed with a killer's depth
detectives checked his prints against the printed page
a frustrated witness to castration straps waist and waits with an infinite blaze

Lil' Ruger
05-29-2008, 07:45 PM
build a new sears tower to be the emblem of hip-hop's power
im tryna empower the cowards cuz i only got 24 hours
i devoured knowledge and over came tribulations
meditate with infinite patience ive been waiting
for decades when my tech spray your rhymes decay
my gun play will one day be passed on im great
ate with guerillas and associate with the same likes
high as a kite still write with the same might
the same fingers same pen and the same mindstate it just elevated
from the grain ive never deviated
i give a fukk wat u skeezers made bitch
imperial styles my rhymes are vile its what i need to take the title
throw in the towel because your finished
keystyle freestyles diminish you minute stack
you rap about ya crack nigga ya wack
i dont even handle dollaz like that i aint frontin
tryna get my hustle on but its producin nuttin
already sayin fukk school and i aint the type for college
but how could a 14 year old spit with so much knowledge?
niggas say my raps are mindless i say there timeless
but half you niggas wouldnt tell me Your spineless
im always gettin picked up no matter what the crime is
young black and unguided undecided whether or not my emotions are undevided
my tears are all gone from lack of use this the truth
never spit like this in a minute gettin loose
now what you gonna do the clock has stopped
you talk about the rocks you got nigga thats awful ock
its killbot if u dont comprehend change ya frequency
dont ever let no nigga tell u wat u need to be
i seem to be just another NIGGER
who talks about figures and pulls triggers on other NIGGERS
and how bout you like nas dont you wanna be a nigger to
this is the realest ive spit in ages flippin packs like books and pages
im amazed with hot laced darts the common white folk disregard our art
now im a part of a new movement its not a movement just lookin for change
the word NIGGER still here thats not our name call us michael rasheed or Darius
and we all the same stop havin whites compared to us
i fukk a white bitch or black bitch i dont have preconceived notions
im deep like the ocen spittin a verbal potion and ill end it on this bar
it dont matter the color of the bitch my dick still get hard.

ChristO
06-02-2008, 05:42 PM
okay, exactly. buildings up...
...the oasis, I'm former nois [noi soldier]
recreated to form a noise to warn the toys
what God's word in-the-flesh is
shit metal turds from a tech spit
whoever nervous, I'm just sick
of the world, here's a message, you can text me
word, I'm a' be born, write as a lefty
got a skeleton crew, closets is empty
headed to a safe or some pockets to empty
the righteous might just light up the night shift
wired for sound? the mic hover 'round the tight lips
...don't slip, banana clips might unload on shit
if any fat lip can't hold back the load of shit...
...buildings up...reconstruction...battling if shit ain't building right...showcase distinction, modus operandi, eat from ya' soil...debt owed, attempt to cover-up truth untold...protocol, I be the pro to col...open & shut...morpheus, this neo...the matrix, hip-hop israel...
1974...been holy war...how'd they never figure why I came so hard in my delivery...

BornPower
06-03-2008, 09:19 AM
what God's word in-the-flesh is
shit metal turds from a tech spit
whoever nervous, I'm just sick
of the world, here's a message, you can text me
word, I'm a' be born, write as a lefty
got a skeleton crew, closets is empty
headed to a safe or some pockets to empty
the righteous might just light up the night shift
wired for sound? the mic hover 'round the tight lips
...don't slip, banana clips might unload on shit
if any fat lip can't hold back the load of shit...
...buildings up...reconstruction...battling if shit ain't building right...showcase distinction, modus operandi, eat from ya' soil...debt owed, attempt to cover-up truth untold...protocol, I be the pro to col...open & shut...morpheus, this neo...

this is what I be talkin about! shittin metal turds...lol

BornPower
06-03-2008, 02:37 PM
Begin the invasion
my pen, tense but disciplined in his station drips impatient
the ship's captain paces
within the matrix the yin and yang are raised simultaneous
plugged in and racin
hallways of agents, assimilation a narrowly evaded fate
updates, spells and oracles
my mind is propelled forward
shells spelled with mortars carry orders
barely older than fairly prepared soliers
my shoulders brush both sides of the trenches
flows divide and crush spineless regiments
my mind printed and flyin spit offer plenty of evidence
the proper remedy is excellence
intellegent settlers collect thoughts and common sense
hip hop is sicker than coughs and sniffs but her prophet is cents
and Nas' profitin product told us the coffin exists
my pockets thin adopted locksmith properties
hot topics in the streets are really lettuce heads walkin with heat
talkin quick, droppin teeth rotten
the politics of key pawns topplin your overconfidence
dawn of the apocalypse
targets harvested are chopped by corporate pockets then marketed as toxic problem solvers
sponsors sharpen harpoons and pencils
I play guitars with darts, the sharpest instumentals
assault cartons of stencils
it's the simplest arts that get farthest hidden from view
interviews with cardinals and kremlins continue
I get sick reviews from pardoned criminals
starship missiles imprint missives with visuals
critical mass when this gripped pen hits the pad

Bigot Hitman
06-03-2008, 04:41 PM
Consider one fourth of my thoughts
Get a life long of morals and ethics at the cost, of happiness//
Now look at the sore you've opened
From where you didn't know you were hurt
Couldn't even tell the surface was broken//
But mental confusion is the worst
When realized and embraced
Drops you a couple "places back" in "any race"//
Knowledge is useless if u can't apply it in life
Its like hooks that never touched the water
Some hide it despite,//
Have'in the power to move boulders
From infront of cave entrances
But the mind that controlls them
Is drow'in in senselessness//
Like a young teen paddle'in down the "main-stream"
Stunt'in his or her's conscious growth
I'd give any promise or oath...//
To have a boat or ship like noah and save those stagnant
Unless they got strong anchors
And i'd have to say most haven't//

BornPower
06-03-2008, 05:20 PM
Consider one fourth of my thoughts
Get a life long of morals and ethics at the cost, of happiness//
Now look at the sore you've opened
From where you didn't know you were hurt
Couldn't even tell the surface was broken//
But mental confusion is the worst
When realized and embraced
Drops you a couple "places back" in "any race"//
Knowledge is useless if u can't apply it in life
Its like hooks that never touched the water
Some hide it despite,//
Have'in the power to move boulders
From infront of cave entrances
But the mind that controlls them
Is drow'in in senselessness//
Like a young teen paddle'in down the "main-stream"
Stunt'in his or her's conscious growth
I'd give any promise or oath...//
To have a boat or ship like noah and save those stagnant
Unless they got strong anchors
And i'd have to say most haven't//

I was about to single out the lines that I liked the most, but this is a not a pie to pieced together or dissected. nice work Hitman

ChristO
06-03-2008, 07:18 PM
close to the 5th element, obama for a black president
I’m back to hell again, osama for the next terrorist
money’s on the books, I make money off the books
met israel halfway, I made money out of crooks
judas [iscariot] gotta’ still be given up, fuck the looks
[at me] like “who this nigga?” all talk, but all y’all is shook
the fuck on up, yup, al-jihad, try to book
I got a map, she got a back bone in her bottom half
lol, wanna’ keep this shit up? well, oh well
any war I can speak it up, my own detail
figure eights on thin ice with me
what’s a wife to me
I’m a lefty nigga, she gotta’ be right for me
day and night for me, not day-to-night on me
but such is life homey, but who paid the price homey
gave up his life, homey...ether gon’ let me live
as I define shit, or give up ya’ wife, homey
since ever since whoever thinking it’s sweet
blink and it’s sleep, no mention of me
‘cause I fought what you thought I was, whether you right
I’m not what you thought I was, I got a life
this s.p. nigga got a conviction like carl upchurch
soon to be outta’ prison, my bul upchurch
what bonsall first? time will tell most-of-all
philadelphia experimentation? ghosts to y’all
check xxl? why downsize philly’s significance
shit like that should get pistol-whipped
but philly can’t kill me more than it did
shii, brotherly love been on some other shit [since the bible]
...and the heist been on since ya’ mothers had you
world, if you want peace with us, pay the ransomes...
...this what it is. kuts pick up on skeleton crew...I'm working layers...lol, to the land of lincoln...protocol, I be the pro to col. peace/piece. those who ain't s'posed to won't know what to go to. buildings up...open&shut...the work is nice...5th...

Bigot Hitman
06-03-2008, 08:23 PM
I was about to single out the lines that I liked the most, but this is a not a pie to pieced together or dissected. nice work Hitman

Thanx much

BornPower
06-04-2008, 05:46 PM
targets acquired, shark attired
spark spirals in the night
the marksman of minds combines with dark conspirers
call me Darth Virus
my darts are alive, eyes attracted to spinal taps
magnetized, I shine brightly in the tranquil eyes of madness
cry inside, our TVs guide the trials of blackness
their vile lights track our kidz
tribesmen sit back laughin, passive in the passage of time's ticking dragon
their "backwards" innocence is our sadness
another trackless wilderness is cashed in
I am Jack's lack of passion
you all talk while I'm Brad in action
stashes in the attic, handcrafted soaps packaged
explosive chokeholds until bones crack
drop stones on brokebacks
properly honed, poems grow into crops of gold stacks
foes fold under focused attacks
shoulders boulder from the facts' atlas treatment
bronze-skinned demons feast on crabs creepin
savage and evil, I pass peaceful between patches of math dreams

Lil' Ruger
06-04-2008, 08:13 PM
build a new sears tower to be the emblem of hip-hop's power
im tryna empower the cowards cuz i only got 24 hours
i devoured knowledge and over came tribulations
meditate with infinite patience ive been waiting
for decades when my tech spray your rhymes decay
my gun play will one day be passed on im great
ate with guerillas and associate with the same likes
high as a kite still write with the same might
the same fingers same pen and the same mindstate it just elevated
from the grain ive never deviated
i give a fukk wat u skeezers made bitch
imperial styles my rhymes are vile its what i need to take the title
throw in the towel because your finished
keystyle freestyles diminish you minute stack
you rap about ya crack nigga ya wack
i dont even handle dollaz like that i aint frontin
tryna get my hustle on but its producin nuttin
already sayin fukk school and i aint the type for college
but how could a 14 year old spit with so much knowledge?
niggas say my raps are mindless i say there timeless
but half you niggas wouldnt tell me Your spineless
im always gettin picked up no matter what the crime is
young black and unguided undecided whether or not my emotions are undevided
my tears are all gone from lack of use this the truth
never spit like this in a minute gettin loose
now what you gonna do the clock has stopped
you talk about the rocks you got nigga thats awful ock
its killbot if u dont comprehend change ya frequency
dont ever let no nigga tell u wat u need to be
i seem to be just another NIGGER
who talks about figures and pulls triggers on other NIGGERS
and how bout you like nas dont you wanna be a nigger to
this is the realest ive spit in ages flippin packs like books and pages
im amazed with hot laced darts the common white folk disregard our art
now im a part of a new movement its not a movement just lookin for change
the word NIGGER still here thats not our name call us michael rasheed or Darius
and we all the same stop havin whites compared to us
i fukk a white bitch or black bitch i dont have preconceived notions
im deep like the ocen spittin a verbal potion and ill end it on this bar
it dont matter the color of the bitch my dick still get hard.

dam no feed on this?

ChristO
06-04-2008, 10:28 PM
dam no feed on this?

...the work is nice. .5kutskeleton, bigot, ruger, who else, props mean prop. sport or vocation...

BornPower
06-05-2008, 04:40 PM
dam no feed on this?

not gonna front, considering age, real nice. my fault. even throwin that out, ur still raw. keep polishin ur sword..

ChristO
06-05-2008, 05:05 PM
the sun shining bright, be blinding life to a time table
any stroke of good luck? naw, I work for my paper
for infinity shapes, apeshit I might go, on dice players
tithes to me...
...fine cuties, not much rap to kindly face me
potential children? no evidence to waste, see
my credential’s building, more evidence it’s Gabriel
the hiatus though respected, but I’m living
now in the present, listen now as I present
a living condition nobody know how to navigate
but the chosen showcase a map, not the right-of-way
a duty of the righteous just not to hide-away
get ‘em sacrificed ‘til the time and day mine’s the way
I mine the ways, any steps taken to find my safe
no way in, no way out, steps taken to find escape...

BornPower
06-06-2008, 01:40 PM
roots grounded in the foundation of South Chiolin
my grave faces west
mist and foul stenches surround my shell's shroud
sounds in the wind, yang's breath
my frame ejects spent casins left deliberately
detectives diligently collect evidence against me
technique written so deep Hulk couldn't lift the sheets
photosynthetic artifacts systematicly bled from me
scrolls credited with sharpenin tracks
principalities, lessons bred true genetics
digitech connection methods
stretched wide and injected with viruses
wireless fire script coalesces
pourin rested and wreckless messages pirated
redness drips then gets crystalized to sniff
venomous webs spit
silent with spinnin knives and swift
my ancient mind exists in a distant place and time
blades achin to fly, they pace
waiting to taste the lives of lames cryin
the chains shake then break from my iron cage
a white rage directed at protectin a dyin way of life
each day a fight with claimed a-alikes
fatal strikes rotate veins and stain mics

BornPower
06-06-2008, 02:22 PM
clouds race
shrouds in place surrounding my ancient frame
sounds fade from sacrifices made in my name
raised cradle to grave as slaves to my appetites
last rites on stages black as night
baptized and publicly knived at the height of sunlight
her blood ignites
I burst from the crust, tongue wise
the return of christ is better scripted than this corrupt mind
something reminds me, rewind to line three
waves spray from veins seperated
flesh, moist and fresh began to slake achin taste buds
handcuffed,
nuns raised as sluts raise our suns
their baby lungs duplicated
mutilation is viewed as safe,
no way we'd let you choose the patients of the day
patience framed my creations of clay
paisley vases and pasty caved faces decay rapidly in solutions
here view the tragedy of Yacub's truth

BornPower
06-06-2008, 03:03 PM
the popular vote has spoken
Barack, the block's hope assaults the slopes
this doctor of prose slaughters popes
their offerings stolen from coffins eroded
souls are sold to gods on altars of gold
never falter, my letters author a sharper image to unfold
stick it to critics and polls
liquid tickets, we're gettin into the big show
my kin get no visits from Hill-Billies in cities controlled
remy explodes on plenty of roads semis patrolled
give me what's owed or I'm forced to feast on soles
stormin through forests this beast of street scrolls bleeds oil
mistreated seeds and soil weep for Wu
green greedy heathens dilute wisdom with silent prisons and schools
I mine minds for fuel
crewel lyes are illusions, the cruelest lies advised as truth
my booth is lined in diamonds
my great white tooth is shinin iron firin the flies lyin in your food

ChristO
06-06-2008, 04:45 PM
building material solid...
...I’m working to make my way back to the okay corral
posting up, sure enough to show enough flava’
now, israel got the work but ain’t apt to application
in the proper text
I ain’t gotta’ submit applications
ain’t really looking for a job, but I know judas [iscariot] in the closet tucked
like a’ old dusty suit, getting dusted off, now you know that’s fucked
and lucipher, ya’ know whassup, it ain’t about the rap
when you know you gotta’ let him go, I ain’t about the crap
they can doubt what it is with tone, but you know what
11:45 is...you saying I won’t show up?
then is nimrod supposed to fill the slot and what-not
with the skin I’m in, shii, ain’t it suicide to go out
always been feeling like cain about smash this nigga brain dead
I wasn’t paranoid for nothing after-all, shit is flamin’
moved to ways to maneuver the rock and maintain then
rose from the dead to have peter get closer to abel
so the game messed up, been that way before he came here
talking that shit, when niggas called up, he calm with that shit
when niggas caught up, be warned I’m that nig’ regardless
a.c., be up in a.c. my ways is retarded
ate a’ angel, parted her with my leg, then departed
mafia down or mafia down, what is the bargain
start of a chinese year of the red rat is all then
end of the chinese year of the red rat, it’s on him
hush bitches, don’t even speak unless I call on you
anything nice is getting heisted, I’m all on you’z...
...lol, trying’ have me die cracking up
telling girl God is not moving this world? don’t ask me none
about shit, I’m here to collect, nigga, that’s it
yeah, corrupted by them south philly guidelines, that’s script...
...trues, heat, heat...

BornPower
06-08-2008, 12:54 PM
split decision quotes
businesses toted in spokesman's pockets
my brokers plotted global
provoked insurgents services for profit/prophet
trace the curve of lady-like thirty eights
their burden is the dirtiest weight
placement deserved, in her purse are murderous fates
shaken, not stirred
politics stir on block porches now
CHIolin's own golden child goes for the crown
he provokes crowds with oratory performances
he plays coronary accordians on demand aloud
enforcin standards the commander is proud on camera
but when candid, admits his campaign isn't shit
reprimanded for his answer's slip
the championship is still at hand for the kid
for him this wasn't supposed to exist
focused on this hopeful openin O begins

ChristO
06-08-2008, 08:50 PM
...yeah, some kid from the pitts told me about the o man
I guess it makes sense my pop ain't put on a trojan
busted in boston, wonder if I was made on a slow jam
mah' named me, the birthplace? south philly no man's
land I landed on...german doctor, vertical c-section
mom popped a shot in her c-section
busy looking for the shotgun, she lived was the outcome
we here, so we outnumber the lies they want us under
the lives they want put under, what they used to do it
hip-hop? shii, it'd be news to you if
I said we the origin of it, nyc niggas would be buggin'
trying a' brush us off like they always busy frontin'
but look, the game gets played 'til the game's finished
the more time wasted on not paying up credit
the more lives are wasted on the waste of talent
my circle impenetrable, 2K wanted to challenge
ah'ight 2K's when I mailed my nigga hitler [in prison]
said welcome to the eternal damnation, nigga
it's been what it is since paul the apostle's murder
seems, but I'm still piecing ay'thing up in the verdict
I just don't like michael cain, don't know me at all
talking 'bout a' angel turned man, not the movie star
yah'mean, but look, just purchase my books and all
for more in formation, if I made it as the author...
...open & shut 'cause only certain ones with callings...
...[how the buildings go and how guerrillas go about they business about it, how I feel as though, there's not a time for breaks]...

BornPower
06-10-2008, 01:00 PM
I was born with the leader's burden
seven horns
this beast burnin was driven even further
kingdom seek ye first, my feet dirt
eat from the street's plate
achin, bleedin, weak from thirst and pain
agency serviced, my surface is plain
blood thirsty ducks hunt for crumbs, searchin in vain
only the nervous refrain, I traverse murderous terrain
to a scientist's mind the earth's curvature is a plane
perverted turns of phrases get terminated
served on plates to yang's bird of prey
called a nerd but never to my face
work veins from outer to innerspace
limp with weights as I ventilate this promiscuous interface
limitless and dense, FrankenSense slays
emotionless, distant, driven to drift in waves of smoke
I strain for the page's stroke
for days I would lay in containment waitin to grow
I wasted gold given on shows,
nameless programs chosen to choke man,
my flow is a plan
righteous notes nourishing the plants of the planet's clansmen

BornPower
06-10-2008, 01:12 PM
white sands hid any lighted lamps our clansmen planned out
chiolin's champion howls
penmanship drifts, sentenced by clowns
business is now government
crowds party covered by clouds
so u put up numbers? be proud
but while you poundin our boat's bein grounded
no alarm was sounded and now this unarmed man stands surrounded
branded a candid killa of townships
twisted strands of cannons split ur brow swift
darkness shrouds proudly given gifts
darts lay forgotten, traded for prophet margins
dodge chargers the blocks harbor sharpened for revenge
all I can do with this heart is drop the cards clenched
I go hard for the fence pitchin particles from pens
no guardin when I offend 85% critics
yeah, I really did it
surprised by appearance, just hear it, NIGGA LISTEN!
there's a big difference, isn't it?
I keep forgettin the ignorant aren't sensitive
they were the water in genesis I built the ark in defence against...

BornPower
06-11-2008, 07:43 PM
the write hand of man rights with justice
fires of lighting brushes
retirees firin muskets lined with mustard
riotous hustlaz cryin toughness but lie crushed
cry the beloved country
my mind rumbles and punishes thieves
it all comes to me as I summon crumblin leaves
my knowz stumble, runnin green
ur king's destruction was conducted with ease
I touch the streets' veins with the feet of Cain
bleedin, the mysteries were plane from whence he came
prince of the breeded page
each is explained within the limits of your tenuous frames
imprinted on sheets of rage
my peace is a blade seperatin lame heads from vertebrae
I spit reasons the seasonz change
heartbeats rearranged by each rain the beast reigned
the gleam of my teeth is so evil that most believe it to be fake
but Frank, Yang, Skeez, cranes and snakes just ate the plate...

ChristO
06-11-2008, 08:42 PM
see, yeah, I'm feeding from my pastlives
I'm freedom in a trap, don't make any sense for me to act right
why air density's that tight?
the cover story? cold cases like the heart of alaska
my hand gripped around my enemy's pulse, his diastole
look at gabriel, and lemme' know where da'nero be at
can't hide out in philly, shit ain't built to be that
see, I'm saying, shit ain't built to keep that if you need that
security, the breach be you ain't heed what I speak, black
they hearing yahdah-yahdah and stuck in a daze like there's no tomorra'
hustling they talk for my soul to borrow?
ain't knocking a hustle, but the productivity loss
gon' have us as history, not in history, boss
I'll squeeze the life out of a scout looking for mines
just a matter of hooking up a combo of lines
trip-wire shit, not wired-for-sound
if you a vet [military], try to keep quiet, don't make a sound...

Prophet Picasso
06-11-2008, 09:41 PM
Silence is worth more blocks of gold than Fort Knox could hold/
my warlocks are cold wit the battleaxe but more rocks are sold/
poor blocks are strolled by knowledge needers fiendin for Franklins/
cockin heaters, them bottom-feeders can feast on my plankton/
I need a vacation from these slum aberrations, bum applications/
some act as slaves on the run from the fun of gun grabbin brazen/
crumb snatchin, chasin ancient byways of infinite mythology/
coincident pathology common to offsprings of British colonies/
follow me to Polynesian isles, all the while I wildly flip styles/
my guys will spit vile, yo dead words attract flies like shit piles/
I defecate on yo monumental mentals, I desecrate yo temples/
go elevate yo phonetics, hire telekinetics to escalate yo pencils...

ChristO
06-12-2008, 11:00 PM
...sure you right,
I said that the bricks was mine
the cain I'm working with? the stains a turnicate
keep blood from flooding shit, the flames a furnace did
some strange shit to the skin
who naming next a' kin...
...plain and simple chips I collect like lays and 'em...

ChristO
06-13-2008, 04:06 PM
...talks with my cousin G., he’s in jeru salem now
just over the bridge, guess he used to it now
othello style, mello’d out, still got him viewing a script
can’t let any new bein’ in
gave him tickets for a round-trip visit upstairs
I said let ‘em know you alive when you go there
I’ll protect the borderlinez because it’s no fair
‘til there’s no fair skin in a sense, saying prayers
do get me collecting ways to get us saved
but the black seed is my priority, it’s engraved
in my national pursuit, and I been through the chambers
of different hues of man, to get through to the strangers
...to try to pit me in the midst of the strangest shit
a circus act, to have my psalms choosing the cannons
why had God forsaken me? I had no undersanding
as a child, cussin’ out the sky ‘cause mah’s a’ addict
that was then, but now to die in the glory of a soldier’s
a difficult task, Christ already died for our own sins
I been just caught up in the moment, tussling my own twin
for ownership, of the king’s dominion? that was on him
I holds my own, this a notice, like all the foreclosures
I’m making a living scott-free ‘til my lifetime tour’s over...

ChristO
06-13-2008, 04:24 PM
the write hand of man rights with justice
fires of lighting brushes
retirees firin muskets lined with mustard
riotous hustlaz cryin toughness but lie crushed
cry the beloved country
my mind rumbles and punishes thieves
it all comes to me as I summon crumblin leaves
my knowz stumble, runnin green
ur king's destruction was conducted with ease
I touch the streets' veins with the feet of Cain
bleedin, the mysteries were plane from whence he came
prince of the breeded page
each is explained within the limits of your tenuous frames
imprinted on sheets of rage
my peace is a blade seperatin lame heads from vertebrae
I spit reasons the seasonz change
heartbeats rearranged by each rain the beast reigned
the gleam of my teeth is so evil that most believe it to be fake
but Frank, Yang, Skeez, cranes and snakes just ate the plate...

...ah'ight, one a' them golden bricks. ah'ight...touching the streets' veins with the feet of Cain...so, uh, simon peter would be the rock upon which the Christ will build his church...

BornPower
06-14-2008, 01:47 PM
roses and thorns blow forms with focused borns
leave ears of corn bleedin and torn
relieved from sheets of notes evil unfolds
local swarms of locusts swarm the forests
the son's rays fade to orange
conversations blank with the rage night skies poured
this life line was made to order
imagine mic tyson bitin the asian border
sage sayings are hoarded page by page
gavels and lifetimers combine ancient formulas
pure euphoria rolled up in scrolls I choked to dust
nuggets of gold broken and sold to customers
get your Franklins sent three four tens
don't leave a scent of interest for a tip, but I'll hand out pamphlets of metaphysics
pressure's presence spits my lead grip
headless in mists
I'll always treasure your precious gift
red necklaces drip from this edged script
it's my pleasure to present Yang's ascent
his weapons penned then rotated in your favorite language
my collective strips slain metaphors' faces

BornPower
06-14-2008, 08:41 PM
...sure you right,
I said that the bricks was mine
the cain I'm working with? the stains a turnicate
keep blood from flooding shit, the flames a furnace did
some strange shit to the skin
who naming next a' kin...
...plain and simple chips I collect like lays and 'em...

this is too sharp to be handled casually

BornPower
06-14-2008, 08:47 PM
camouflage clansmen stalk prey
while cannons handle stock exchanges
rock of ages
candles lit are whipped by a desperate man's lips shakin
Doctors deadpan patients after federally planned exterminations
but then he's nervous, pacin, waitin for Frank to wake up
then the frame combusts
my creation sat straight and spat hate for months
factions of eight confront lame ducks changin faces to play tough
to get slain is nothin
my penitentiary veins pump the sun's blood
but I stumble slumped cuz crusts rumble when I strut
my muscles are dust
dozens of colors are corrupted when I suffer hits
fuck your rubber shivs
I stutter spit a Hiroshima blitz emotionless
focused intent chokes my pens until we're both convinced
this is overprint
don't get it? then go listen to somethin else kidz
this is for the slim percentages

ChristO
06-15-2008, 06:57 PM
this is too sharp to be handled casually
...sure you right. picasso made intro at a precise moment...I could break down the potency of them few lines I keystyled, at a later time...scaffolds and building materials from undisclosed locations...allah is the all-seeing, all-encompassing...slim % tight...

Bigot Hitman
06-15-2008, 09:44 PM
I've have to meet an individual as frustrated as me....
Cuz what they catch easily off the bank
In my head is the biggest fish in the lake//
I'm just struggle'in to keep drops of gas in my tank
That symbolizes the strength of hope
The price is ripp'in apart my soul//
Tryna find what causes me to be incompatible
Even though it looks like i'm fixed
Both my hands are reach'in at a tool//
Can you fathom a never end'in self evaluation
Think'in i'd better turn to god
Cuz my constantly my value's faint'in//
You look forward to salutations,
When your as down as me...
Think'in extremely deep until
Your sound asleep//
Everything you onced loved don't matter much now
Entertainment gets quick sanded and sucked down//
Listen, i'm around the deamon daily
It makes u say why,
Like u see a mother with bleed'in babies//
Depression'll change you, and convince u who you are
Once you get the blindfold off your a superstar//
Aint no knock'in it out cuz it will always keep fight'in
Throw'in low blows,
Its the reason i keep write'in//
Just to manifest my thoughts and design a trap
To lock this enemy up without the help of Prozac//

ChristO
06-15-2008, 10:30 PM
...entertainment gets quick sanded and sucked down...how true...
...as far as the price a' gasoline...like what is it like to ask a queen
to put the nozzle past her teeth, and suffocate 'til I splatter seed
a good question, might not get it, 'til our earth exhaust its limit
beforehand, corporate entities up the ante as the gimmick
money's money is blood shed to cover land as a covenant
the motherland drained for oil and gold, the other man wanted it
and wanted us as a resource, we exhaust ourselves
'til it's all-out hell? think we can define it all ourselves
only one is abel to do that, but to prove that
ain't what anyone should beckon, the reckoning ain't cool that
way...ask me how I get the earth to move that way
the truth hurts when she want work how I screw that way
I'm soiled, remaining committed to the unforgiving sin
my remains was diminished, my dust to the dirt for me to blend...

BornPower
06-16-2008, 08:38 PM
I've have to meet an individual as frustrated as me....
Cuz what they catch easily off the bank
In my head is the biggest fish in the lake//
I'm just struggle'in to keep drops of gas in my tank
That symbolizes the strength of hope
The price is ripp'in apart my soul//
Tryna find what causes me to be incompatible
Even though it looks like i'm fixed
Both my hands are reach'in at a tool//
Can you fathom a never end'in self evaluation
Think'in i'd better turn to god
Cuz my constantly my value's faint'in//
You look forward to salutations,
When your as down as me...
Think'in extremely deep until
Your sound asleep//
Everything you onced loved don't matter much now
Entertainment gets quick sanded and sucked down//
Listen, i'm around the deamon daily
It makes u say why,
Like u see a mother with bleed'in babies//
Depression'll change you, and convince u who you are
Once you get the blindfold off your a superstar//
Aint no knock'in it out cuz it will always keep fight'in
Throw'in low blows,
Its the reason i keep write'in//
Just to manifest my thoughts and design a trap
To lock this enemy up without the help of Prozac//


bigot snipes em again

you have a sharp linin on ur fro cuzin, just get them follicles twizted and we cool...

J.T.S.
06-17-2008, 11:39 AM
camouflage clansmen stalk prey
while cannons handle stock exchanges
rock of ages
candles lit are whipped by a desperate man's lips shakin
Doctors deadpan patients after federally planned exterminations
but then he's nervous, pacin, waitin for Frank to wake up
then the frame combusts
my creation sat straight and spat hate for months
factions of eight confront lame ducks changin faces to play tough
to get slain is nothin
my penitentiary veins pump the sun's blood
but I stumble slumped cuz crusts rumble when I strut
my muscles are dust
dozens of colors are corrupted when I suffer hits
fuck your rubber shivs
I stutter spit a Hiroshima blitz emotionless
focused intent chokes my pens until we're both convinced
this is overprint
don't get it? then go listen to somethin else kidz
this is for the slim percentages


This is tight !

ChristO
06-17-2008, 08:03 PM
This is tight !
see .5kutskeleton, like I said, slim %'s tight...

BornPower
06-18-2008, 07:08 PM
see .5kutskeleton, like I said, slim %'s tight...

This is tight !



I appreciate the support. Y'all cheffin the temples around here as well with J's flawless technique and the notes ATONE is soundin.

they not ready...

BornPower
06-18-2008, 07:22 PM
who knew the grapes of wrath would taste this bad?
I couldn't lace the 8 tracks
so with my page I take this back to when cavemen dragged prey from the pack
you can see what I spat leaves a magnetic resonance
my mind's residents attack precedents
no slackin pressha's grip
this session's edges excise cancerous cellular bits
towers of scalpels weather the elements
but let the barest threat prepare their necks,
mary-scented lessons drop everests on already headless corpses
a-PEN-tices direct dark forces
keys split the fleshy bark and sparks forests
bronze palms darted and recorded on department boards
devilishly devised torture devices dissolve the problem's source
Halfkutt...

JamSix
06-18-2008, 08:29 PM
Now I must chime in and once again rhyme grim,
Emit monoxide exhaustion and spit carbon toxin,
And take a stand for all with wicked minds,
Im findin it hard to withstand these sickened times,
But when this corp storms mic chords,
fortitude is ensured in the form of rhyme words,
We rhymin' brutes is a force you cant dispute,
So instead they prosecute for the supposed greater good,
Therefore its up to us to restore natural order,
Lead astray these helpless lambs thats set for the slaughter,
So in closure, dont oppose behind closed doors,
Get up and fight the war thats worth fighting for.

BornPower
06-18-2008, 08:47 PM
Now I must chime in and once again rhyme grim,
Emit monoxide exhaustion and spit carbon toxin,
And take a stand for all with wicked minds,
Im findin it hard to withstand these sickened times,
But when this corp storms mic chords,
fortitude is ensured in the form of rhyme words,
We rhymin' brutes is a force you cant dispute,
So instead they prosecute for the supposed greater good,
Therefore its up to us to restore natural order,
Lead astray these helpless lambs thats set for the slaughter,
So in closure, dont oppose behind closed doors,
Get up and fight the war thats worth fighting for.

^^
now that's a good look

I dig the sig

BornPower
06-20-2008, 07:56 PM
A ghost, I roam unlighted
most are so-so or uninspired
I'm tired
unplug my wires and tie my mic up
there's nothin in your shiny house I might want
I didn't come to fight Trump
my mind huntz
the righteous, right-handed atom standin front
can all the tough talk
you just a punk, walk
a stuck pawn, stalled
bawlin to mama Half causin drama, stop
business columns exhibit black hawk's talon's in em
stocks drip digits when I get involved wicked
venomous business clause/claws stopped in digital
believe it or not, it's harder to chop this into smaller particles
forget it, I'm slim remember?
consider the earlier script desmembered...

ChristO
06-20-2008, 09:35 PM
ooohh...a smooth wet cement flow
have artifacts choosing vents to rest on
I trumped donald trump 'cause he pressed his steps on
my property? 215 and that's all
it need to be, is a hit on a 730 nigga...me
introduce 'em to nikki scarf' era, leave 'em tarred, feathered
dig even deeper, even if a chinese entity
have me exposed as the sun or the 13th sentry
my brethren, keep at it, building until madness
realized as it had its moments to seal havoc
a true pugilist, the futile attempts to break through a glitch
wasn't worth the risk for them to resist the truth
in its own manner, no interpretation by
any other, my word deserves a nation by it...

ChristO
06-26-2008, 03:48 PM
...man, I ain't got all the time in the world
if all you can find is any fault in my grind to the pearl
this is it...all the time tone had left
determined by homicides philly had built
for-the-record...the way I recollect it,
rap is haram straight-up-&-down, now I'm a collector
the debt is eternal, who paid the price
is who'll pay the price...redundancy, get it?
I was born a hiatus...wish I could tell 'em
when I was shot dead how I ain't ever made it
where I was last seen alive is not here in philly
been coming up like a ghost trying a' figure if they'll see me
if I said another city name, that's called treason
what the-fuck is the penalty just for breathin'
271 homicides in '69
435 homis '71 and '75
shii, I mean, twin said I'm [the word] "all talk" plus some other slick shit
to me like "you had to get the government involved" in
some child custody battle...talking about his bitch
like I ain't hip to what he did, naw I'm not a bitch
later on, I told twin, me and you'z eternally warring
3 times musta' tried to give dude the warning
he reverted back lucifer on me, so was the calling
but I'm ant christ, knowing full well I'm committed to suicide on him
it's not a game at all, I seen some tags yesterday
here-and-there on the city streets, yeah, who feeling me
see, I'm a' school you to suh'm-suh'm
in a ghetto, nobody's immune from the punishment
...how you gon' have uppidy drug peddlers
with guns on 'em, and don't know where they protection is
yah'mean, you seen me throw a few federal notes in it
well, she wanna' spend that, and how I approach business
remember judas iscariot? nobody's touching him
'til the public puts at least a thousand percent trust in me
and the number's miniscule, but here's what I'm gonna' do
build patients until they come to who want it, trues
'cause though I'm weary of it, I don't fear a public perception
though it only takes one time to discredit me...
...see, now I know who cain is, and it's been a trip to me
the ground is the stage, I'll put the mic out of its misery...
...anybody rapping is a rat to the gift of gab...
...gotta' realize, you'z don't know the half of the half...

ChristO
06-26-2008, 04:15 PM
ahight, trues. build&destroy, destroy&build...lol, they be killin' me though...sunset...

BornPower
06-26-2008, 06:55 PM
ant killin em!

ChristO
06-27-2008, 06:49 PM
ant killin em!

...kuts' power of discernment is ill. [we] designing the building...the wird is on judas iscariot, pending...

ChristO
07-03-2008, 07:09 PM
if the building ainít right, and the buildings ainít right
see, they ainít building for us to live out our life
where the truth is being buried in lieu of our rights
not to go through this shit again, like screw our type
the type to keystyle a structure with the code unbreakable
suburban-ass designs within city lines is saving who?
Iíd put a contract on the contractors until they contact
the source, but by then, bazookas sanctioned for urban combat
mortar shell kindaí shit, organs spilled on cement
what-the-fuck they really know about the art kit text
while knocking down the size and shape, & throwing up the piles of fake
my city was my credentials, now itís sold out all-the-away
dumb-ass bushes, bumb-ass, no escape from how Iím coming
23 down, 19 months left was how Iím summoned
not knocked off aí course since being knocked off, of course
G.O.D. cover the body, silencers is going off
these buildings better tell the truth, civilians ainít prepared to lose
most of ayíbody they know, to the shock of the chamber moved
I mean, the shift from that to this with no way through the passage
itís what I been saying, itís through me if there be a passenger
but, my ruling planetís uranus, who tried a move on me?
adds up to my heel stuck in yaí anus
and that done helled up any progress in the process
but how I process in my capacity, phila. body bag the non-sense...

BornPower
07-23-2008, 07:07 PM
scientific formulas were born within us
witness the distrust bred against men built of wind, dust
the thinnest of limitless suns
grips continents and drops em among commoners like crumbs
the begotten sons rottin in the slums
forgotten is the blood
crop dusted over our now-corrupted and fatherless ones
rockets combust at rushing speeds over endless fields
no pity for the gutless weak, I spit scriptures and peasants kneel
reckless steel gestures, jesters speak and keep it real
molest beats for sickly quick feels
pipsqueaks steal while I reveal techniques, peeled
easily injested methods ready to serve breakfast
headless, my essence rests in the deepest crevices of the helix
my genes, the scribed reasons, the right seasonins
riots of heaters spin provided the highest writers survive the pen
let's combine strengths, Iron Men agendas
split a liar's timbers to splinters like the quiet white of winter
constriction of limbs until this limp pulp drips crimson
my chisel quivers with the built up tension
nerves twisted, a bic flicks fitfully for attention
politic sensitivity can bend streams of conciousness by millions
ignorant killers,
intent on missions conflicted and hidden
their senses become submerged by blurs of sin-sual images
pen-dom come, thy will be done
my children, the witnessess of ma dear's guns
the innocent, the witless keep runnin when the needle's tumblin
creepin ink rumbles
sink my teeth into heat pulses and drink from the ruptures
it still pumps uneven
flooded by slugs of threes
my tongue's release touches streets next to so called thugs and thieves
some say it's too troublesome
I struggle some, and mothers pray for peace to come

BornPower
08-02-2008, 04:05 PM
slow to show steel
once provoked, the real
pro tools broken by the glowin of peels
shogun son of brotherly fields
spun drums scream with heat-
dunces construct frustrating speech
just once, the reach
thunder rings runners up competing
pawn's feet defeat so called conquering kings
continents and seas are swallowed by the strongest queens
my pockets are free,
my walks crossed beaches,
ink droppin topics and chalky debris
faulty feeds cause mobs of volatile dots to clog screens
clock cogs are always calm if properly greased
it was written among the halls of godly degreez
by a palm treed in the same leaves that called Adam and Eve
college needles nodded into knowledge offerings
often the smallest of coffin peaks are the promise of rotting seams popping
the quality of once top tier regimes drops steadily
charter pieces of deadly melodies
death knell recipes ready for severed medleys
weapons checked for consistency, strength, wind speed, and density come with me...

BornPower
08-13-2008, 01:23 PM
revenge is a dish served cold
if the tempurature lurks it burns scrolls
surfaces bombed in conquest,
herculean contests surfin this murderous stream of consciousness
steal the purpose of weaker beings,
a nervous system perverts certain concepts
curbs are noddin, the target of lethal injections
people object but are pressured to treasure silence
the ledge-bred lambs command viruses no man can deny
cannons and flies, iron smiles at Arkham's files
dark men exist to mark our sour lives
power lines scour my mind's powdery period
why so serious?
sirius sattelite mapped the battiest flight
this tragedy of rhyme was sponsored by the lost and blind

ChristO
08-17-2008, 12:27 PM
...lol, ask me about the united south...
when where I'm from north of the mason dixon...
...alleyways pissed in, for days on end
a bitch can catch suh'm for letting the strange on in
I'm familiar, you diggin' me? face-off shit
mano-y-mano, beat street...ray dawn chick
put the spit on me, bustin' jizz on the crack on her
when more seeds need planting not just where I want it
no child support, no problems, but now it's problems
more unsolved homicides, black as the bottom
the pit goes to china, the shit rolling downhill
olympics on, u.s. should be warned I'm a found nig'
be up in venus, no space suit, real soon
running the rackets, opposition found bubbling with maggots
same ole', but I write as a lefty
keystyle PA, code phildelphi'
colder than alaska, to showcase what he'll be
how the building's going so far, you tell me...

ChristO
09-05-2008, 07:49 PM
...sure you right, kuts...I been waiting to see who else was gonna' jump on this project. figure I'd give 'em some time, dunno what they missin' out on...anyway...
...warrin' on jerusalem just to keep our accents raw
'cause the radio abusing us, got me like what the country accents for
I ain't lettin' any frontin' cats in, that's some flunky-ass shit
my blood over 112th, the bing' some dummy-asses
can't hustle me or muscle me, shii, uhu, so I'm nice
up in club harlem, two guns tucked with me, sure you right
is scarface a best friend of mine, ay luci'
shii, no ese to be writ' in, think I'm kidding? shii, who he?
I'm closing in on the devils, can't mark my city up
thinking I ain't gon' see 'em? pale horse giddyup
heard about al-sid and I know about acid
but the horse tranquilizer had the phillies on that shit
angel dust summoning Gangis to God's word
on some burnt-out nerves, half-dead like I'm on the syrup
my wu men, my women ain't got to me yet, that's the hook-up
no other way to go about shit, no escape, ain't shook us...
...any problems? philllydone did it...can't find that, can't find us...and one...

ChristO
09-11-2008, 07:23 PM
...the voice of mine may be nourishment to hunger
but wonder, while I’m still up, you slumber on any words to come with?
let me, the gift of gab’ guide you through it
you think I’m comfort food, for thoughts to consume by your own will to move me?
naw, dig how the buildings crumbled, check how the living stumble
now post the time it is, and who assume I’m humbled
my path ain’t to be in the way of, as I define self
@ 7:30, dialed a friend to feel how our paths meld
the blood’s rushed to my manhood, she called me up
man, how I’m a’ save lives when the crime’s down and cameras’ up
who get recognized then, so I’ll snap pics and videos of
shit to give freedom a buzz against heathenous love
be up tangled in it, rope to mangle a neck with
I’m God, and I’m a’ have sex with ya’ bitch if she test me
be a bitch if you test me, why-you-gotta’-be-a-beast-with-the-sex shit
twin, I’m twin, paper’s what I’ll beat a rock to death with...

BornPower
09-22-2008, 07:19 PM
originally posted in 444trumpets thread:

concealed, it's the minutemen spittin against the british regiments
clips spent spin on hilly cities
the philly committee chairman imapales plenty pale horses,
this pair of comparable corpses sizzles the air on the unaware american forces
arabic torches ric flair on agents in orange
these pages are important,
flagrant warnings waived in the wake of mourning parents
this apparent storming of angels warring is the wake of satan's support wing torn at the seams
I just paint the scene, no score to see
hold court in the streets until my pores bleed tortured screams
hard core beliefs and star wars beats,
charged particles leave charred debris at the heart of beef
the car thief of starvin chiefs, I carve darts in the teeth of larger kings
come start me
crumble dark leaves, spark the lean and depart with fleets
I am the ark
the target of fiends, long lived in the department of Rings

ChristO
10-02-2008, 08:45 PM
...christ/body building, against those cock blocking children
barack lobbied through chiíland project barrack buildings
the illaí noise, where a corpse of mine once practiced law
itís real isreal, whatís all the gasping for
yeah, I got a skeleton crew, ask what for
christ passion raw, wwf action yíall
smashing all, harrassing with the bolt action Ďcause
static builds as it rains on brains stuck on graphic porn
Iím in stiff competition with pills and synthetic shit
ever since I wanted to be what I was, WU, since a kid
an awakening process, taking about more-or-less
three to four decades of mere strength enduring stress
if twin [jacub] want to underscore unsavory things about me?
you sure about that, my nigga? Ďcause lately the war surrounds me
no doubt as to whom I [abel, the link] support for president
215B.C., Body of Christ is evident...[11th hour productions, lol]...
[...m.c. cain can suck a dizzickkk...too real, for real...]

ChristO
10-29-2008, 08:41 PM
...P P P...ay, look, here I am, where Iíve been, donít even ask
where I been, as if I was never here to begin with
esau/isa, containing all red, booking the bloods of abel
throughout the country, you not me, you not kin
the game delivered to me, you got me confused with
a lie, naw, Iím Allah...did you opt to lose
shit, we winners in the 5th in the 5th...
...canít laugh at this Point Breeze nigga, get my drift...lol...

ChristO
11-10-2008, 12:53 PM
...this some exclusive ish. here go, how the buildings going so far...

in the wtc, I done found a home
philly streets fading fast, am I not alone
my brother joseph, caught him in the 15 surface car [actually naw, the 10 trolley]
angel dust all up in the bul,
talking Ďbout "wu-tang...routine"...?! all them jauns doing
the wu-tang, muímin brothers all into when
I drop academics on Ďem
edom [red] is risen up against israel [invisible], nigga listen up
first zoo? [I'm] Sun Tzu/Zoo...how do you do
napoleanís baby pin, Iím Ďbout to just shoot
Ďtil itís no motion...now ayíthing slow motion,
but real quick to change yíall clothes up, when I close-in
í74 I said it before
what the-fuck you not getting me for, I donít sweat that you lost
...you just better breathe out real carefully
a philly nigga, yeah, itís me
wtc still building
skeleton crew, s.p. 1900 niggas
hunting niggas all day who ainít paying up the rent money
itís ether, nigga, choose, Iím aí be the nigga
ant christ, tony christ, donít matter to me any
itís my 5 dollar bills, nigga and my pennies
now, who-the-fuck john wilkes-booth?
we can settle this, guns drawn, pussy shoot now
I be the real truth now
the mm [...] show you the trues sound
this for the last straw when mantua hall
wasnít here anymore, but u.s. sure you want a war
you might fool most of these negroes but not me
Iím aí tell you straight-up you wonít like me...Gangis Khan
[twin] round up your mob, nigga
since 4, war non-stop on my mind, nigga...
...hush bitches, they only know itís real if you tell Ďem
Iíd rather keep food up in my belly... yahímean...

...for my brother joseph, who I seen strung out on that dust, since they tore down his projects [mantua hall]...ay, I know a burial when I see it. stay up. to my wu men, my women is how I'm reached, straight talk. and one...

BornPower
01-28-2009, 01:38 PM
under lighless full moons bulls shoot thunder and lightning
eagle eyes strike with the tools I write with
five percent of Titans spit righteousness,
pit fighters that script fire with razor edges
cranium 'ledges that slay peasants and levitate pages as David Blaine's evil resident
the heathen's precedent,
my bared teeth represent weeping widows, teens, and kinfolk killed slow,
still photos and children's ghosts spit by gripped toast
this is a sinner's roast of a minister's robes,
suspense-filled posts grilled by children of gold
pimps get chose but lyricists are persistent with scrolls
silent hills composed,
hitmen for hire controlled by lines
souls and signs shown by broken domes and spines,
wu-overlords of rhyme choose their movements in notebooks and boards of mind
marshall forces of might against octopi-blooded fives,
mustard gas rises, blackening the eyes of blind assassins

ChristO
01-28-2009, 11:23 PM
...yeah, so it was ever since luciano tried to play the bul
with 30 nickels spare change, I got away from bull
the women moved slow, so I declared a war
3 years, 6 months, '71 to '74
it goes way back since before adam was born
my nigga woody in prison now, the shit been on
the bloody 5s don't realize the swastika's
four sevens deep, heaven keeps the stars lit up
celebrities need to be more cautious of
me and the company I keep be moore of 'em
ain't even seen my killers' logos
I'm 5%, 5.00, and Solo...

SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
01-29-2009, 01:40 AM
nice joints Christo, keep up dope work

BornPower
01-30-2009, 10:55 AM
the women moved slow, so I declared a war
3 years, 6 months, '71 to '74

the bloody 5s don't realize the swastika's
four sevens deep, heaven keeps the stars lit up

ain't even seen my killers' logos
I'm 5%, 5.00, and Solo...

thatz wzup right there god. i gave them ppl six months and three years in a jumpsuit. not a good look.

we gonna keep diggin the giantz graves

ChristO
01-31-2009, 11:52 PM
...the truth...
...the meek shall inherit the earth,
no run-of-the-mills shit, 'cause the weak gettin' buried in earth
...abel's chance to create a bloodline was cut short by cain...
...so, bloods running on empty here...the angels need to give up the scouts...
...the angels need to hand the mic [michael/cain] to me [the gift of gab] to bury/slaughter...
...also, since the tresspass, the game is mine, so...
...anyway, quiet-as-kept, school being set-up in the skyscrapa' building...
..stay up...

ChristO
01-31-2009, 11:55 PM
nice joints Christo, keep up dope work

always appreciate the recognition given...and one...

BornPower
02-02-2009, 01:01 PM
"you must leave here...we have come to punish you, ungrateful rebel...leave and never return..."

watch guns project,
plotting suns set upon a god's steps
lettuce falls in shreds
my weapon is the medicine,
inject inkblots and it spreads
hot lead pops,
my connections starts sharpenin itself against an arsenal of pens,
enter the pendulum's pit,
CHIolin literature spit against regiments of IL intent
committed to business-like shipments of lies,
how can representatives advise presidents when their residents' lives are crimes?
look behind the lines, techniques and rhymes
death is as real as life,
the question is,
will u help build or spread confusion?
the rebel student checkin his tutors...

"you dare question us, peasant? we are the lords...show respect!"

I respect the face of truth,
checkmate, fools
this same blade was used to slay in the name of wu-tang
that cruel pain crippling mental computations,
the gods reign, yall the pagans
hog havens of false contracts and statements,
foggy embankments laced with the most charming of snakes,
foxy fakes hidin napalms for jakes,
shake frauds and suffocate frogs in their own ponds for hatin,
then I'm gone with no traces,
lost, taunting ghosts for ages
a post player scoring in the most important game...

--and so the exile leaves his homeland, headed east. Rise sun of Mecca, arise...

ChristO
02-03-2009, 11:02 PM
...yah'mean, is the angels listening, 'cause how the angles imprison men
...now I'm breaking out of the trap to wake up still in my skin
born 1971 in power hill, the maka section [s.p.]
how the Gods followed me here and established the God's percentage
the same year was it, it became clear wasn't shit that u.s. could do
adam turned out? became adolf? wasn't shit that jews could do
who original, so I wasn't about being second place
'cause I can't eat, and it wasn't nyc/nicaea to bear a second face
against philadelphia politics and how its wildlife can get
man, you looking for me, but until now would never acknowledge this
look, what it made me ain't for the sake of a patriot
it's just the way I ain't letting the devil get away with shit
I'm sick, still the alpha-omega male in this social setting
any woman's resistance to me been getting more lessened
man, 'cause as I breathe in-and-out lessons, the air's defenses
leading me straight to the prince, yacub, to shred him senseless
I want my money on my books, the basic business
if you sweat, you secrete, don't matter if it ain't shit mentioned...
...I'm not second to you'z...you got not a second to lose...[lol]...

ChristO
02-05-2009, 09:08 PM
who stuck between the yahímean [ZIS] and the nahímean [ZIZ]
who trunk got the bodies, who block got the parties
yeah, G. think he putting me onto the smorgasbord
weíll have tons of fun over there, I been knew whatís going on
they was yelling our guns is not real and shit of that nature
look, my gunís getting ate by the lips of that pageant
jersey drive, better know Iím God Father Allah
I got the bricks, no ese writí in on what I saw
how joab masterminded the conquest of jerusalem
under my jurisdiction...listen, Iíll get through to Ďem
p.r. chicks with the gob of spit be on my dick
Iím a.c., be in a.c., still on my shit
ďconĒ fusion coming in from ether side of them devils
confusing mafia regiments, possibly negligent
to any fact concerning the eternal debt to me
shii, I [God] ainít the one in-hiding, your women should get with me...
...40 days & 40 nights almost complete...I got 2 more nights left in this wilderness, before the fulfillment and return of my inheretence to me is evident...the deceiver has been warned...

MaXiMus Da MaNtis
02-06-2009, 12:51 PM
The Paint Brush Moves (Actaul Song)

Picture This A Young Man Laying Of The Floor
Life Flashes Drugs Spanned Dust Sprayin Like Galour
Bloody Muddy Lips Puffy Little Kids Pokin Wit Sticks
Like He's Ugly Now I Noticed This
His Hands Holdin Something
A Bag Of Chips Filled Wit Rocks N Grips
They Got His Shit But Must Of Missed This
His Wallet Layed Open
Family Pic Wit X's On The Face Showin
I Hear A Gasp A Laugh Than A Panic Attack
The Kid Layin On The Floor Wasnt Fully Wacked
A Murder Act Gone Wrong Revenge In The Picture
I Flee Scene Like Im Set In This Scripture
The Art Of Life Son A Scene Depicted
Bloody Trife Still Paints The Streets Is Shifted
Now We All Hold Hand Hands Listen To The Jam
Many Mind Compress Than Expand
But Never Stable Man Did We Loose You
The Bloody Ape Will Detonate On You Poodles
Than Chew You It Better Registrate Or Levetate
Or Bullets Go Threw You I Dedicate My Present State
To All You Putos Who Choose To Educate And Sedadate
My Mind Is A Satalight That Meditates And Elevates
You Better Set It Straight Or Your Art Piece Will Never Finish Its Paint



Chorus


This Is Life The Paint Brush Moves
Pictures Shift But The Sight Stays True
It Can Be A Master Piece Or Travesty
Weather Truth Dun Or Its Fallicy
This Is Life The Paint Brush Moves
Stays Steady The Sight Stay True
This Is Life The Paint Brush Moves
Stays Steady The Sight Stay True

BornPower
02-06-2009, 01:48 PM
where did u get this piece, Mantis?

MaXiMus Da MaNtis
02-06-2009, 04:09 PM
yo its mines......songs not done

ChristO
02-06-2009, 04:33 PM
...re-enactment of The Blood Brothers agenda [G.O.D. is my blood family and I, from the rennaissance]...
...me [Ghengis Khan, the 13th sentry/13X'D] and Jamuca [Gur Khan/Luciano] shoot 'em up bang bang...
...me [Esau/Isa] and Jacub [Yacub] just shoot 'em up bang bang
and now Cesar [lucius] wanted to tell the bitch I'm all-talk
but when she don't know me [the word], your loss, whose fault...etcetera, etcetera...
...& blood [soo woo], I'm Tzu Wu [Sun Tzu]. gov't wanted 'em to wear me out, to direct 'em to my [esau of edom (red:electronic disintegration of memory)] whereabouts. shii, tough luck for 'em though...my total recall sequence coming...I ain't have to remember to be re-membered...

ChristO
02-07-2009, 12:37 AM
I [Jehova] talk to my brother Jay about going up his way
dropping the shit at allah's school, 'cause of dug-up graves
fillies slow, gotta' catch up to me, sunni boy
soon I'm a' run up on 'em, put my own guns up on 'em
government got mlk moving like a hoodlum
luci got a contract on him, getting me to do him for him
look under isaac's words to esau, shit's warranted
for me to kill for my brother, the shit ain't hauntin' me
who moses is? what a thug about? do you know this nig?
tug-of-war about rope-a-dopin' nigs, broken ribs
luc' came up to me on some ole' hairy angel shit
but I ain't gotta' remember to be re-membered, plain as shit
I was good...if s.p. [maka] wasn't enough hell to be raised up in
it's a shame 'cause it's s.p. [simon peter] I'm a' aim to kill
shii, the Christ already warned him [cain]
it was revelations of the shepherd to the wolf hunter that been on him [s.p.]
and I'm puddin' it together, other niggas jello
I'm in philly, for second place though I'll never settle...

ChristO
02-11-2009, 03:54 PM
...my wu men, do not let the infiltrators in...
...I'm born again, I'm doing traitors in...
...makka to medina & back to makka...

ChristO
02-26-2009, 04:08 PM
...G.'s [noah] coming to me with the offering he received from a nice [nyc] party while in the garden [jersey]...if they know that or accessible to kutz as the connect [selector]... then I might accept, pending...

BornPower
02-26-2009, 06:32 PM
I'm attempting passage on the covenant's ark, my connection isn't consistent with this scripted art...

ChristO
03-08-2009, 08:07 AM
...that's cool kuts, 'cause I gotta' reach kutz [the deal, that's a bet]. you already got lineage to G'Town [Germantown], where I'm a' put adolf/adam, when he get outta' prison...

ChristO
04-10-2009, 05:27 AM
they still was trying aí snatch her, but now Iím more accurate
the young more dummied up Ďcause the bushes ainít think of having me
I came from the womb, and I returned to the womb
came back out from the womb, so yeah, itís my tomb
for me, having sex is more than a privilege, itís survival and shit
couldnít tell youíz whatís going on in the mind of a bitch
the beast was telling me shit, had me drag-on this bid
I know I got the kis [pa] to a lexis [um], black, so just quit
trying aí raise cain on me, Ďcause I ainít in the mood
you seen sirens all day that day, ainít I the truth
Iím a build her, plus Iím aí wreck the citadel
for being so outtaí-pocket it plunged itself in Heíll
and I ainít doing shit for these chumps, they asinine
if my demands ainít met, that Heíll turn to Hell by my design...

Prophet Picasso
04-15-2009, 11:58 AM
...and if you couldn't tell by my sublime grind, my time is prime/
chop dimes and quarters to feed my daughter, this order's divine/
divorced from the shine, I scribe grimy rhymes in order to find/
some sorta solace for my palette during these unfortunate times/
disproportionate crime, I'm stickin d-boys while they snortin up lines/
I'm outside in ya Porsche while you dine, police forces are blind/
I purchase a dime, then I'm in the wind like a porch fulla chimes/
I'm forcin these lines, the sorta kind that borderline torture ya mind...

Shalom

ChristO
11-11-2009, 07:21 PM
...let us not forget the thread, collective heads forge the grid
ethernal's G., push eternally to be born to live
battle reflection's evil, the number 5's with the eagles
president 44, I force the win, forced to win cerebally
evidence before me, play-dough, mold and shape what-I-say-goes
when lights out and candles lit up, who's holding cake though
what's the matter, I mean, what do it matter? who own the bank though
propel global war from our savings deposits? like, say it ain't so?
I see you pilgrims, devouring my conflict's residue
mimicky-ass bastids, sour, to the mid-east you'll be mildew'ed
shiii, these ain't slow monkeys to a wrench thrown, we some real dudes...

BornPower
01-11-2011, 01:53 PM
...let us not forget the thread, collective heads forge the grid
ethernal's G., push eternally to be born to live
battle reflection's evil, the number 5's with the eagles
president 44, I force the win, forced to win cerebally
evidence before me, play-dough, mold and shape what-I-say-goes
when lights out and candles lit up, who's holding cake though
what's the matter, I mean, what do it matter? who own the bank though
propel global war from our savings deposits? like, say it ain't so?
I see you pilgrims, devouring my conflict's residue
mimicky-ass bastids, sour, to the mid-east you'll be mildew'ed
shiii, these ain't slow monkeys to a wrench thrown, we some real dudes...

when dates and times coincide,
the distilled truth is the only tool utilized
grind my rough edges with tough metals,
as the husk of Gepetto I give blood to constructs chiseled at a god's level
I met plotting devils determined to murder my visions
disturbed by my diction,
my hammers, rods and pistons were denied at the service entrance
with every step penned I cross further into the earth's distance,
given to death at birth's insistence,
We are the Borg, there will be no resistance...