Ritter
11-19-2008, 02:24 PM
Bronze Feet
Sheepish Lord
Shizzah
Prince Rai
shoot the shit, let your tongue speak quick, with one swipe i slit wrists
lite like lighter to spark the hash, too much things rely on cash/
so i move faster then natural disaster, destroy matter, been crafted into a mad hatter, dialogue to flip data/
scanners record the grey matter splatter, into patterns and gun cracks glass shatters, stained window panes/
force chi energy drain, inflame limbs and joints, section 9 be bishops
who annoint rhymes to the holiest point/
its been written on ancient scrolls, a chosen few shall represent the whole
control the essence of the entire globe/
only appear for a flicker of a strobe, hand picked by the arch angels of Jove
amongst mortals, passage through ethereal portals/
eternally immortal you dont want to battle, pagan soldiers with
emblems of the golden cattle, shamans cast spells shaking rattles/
from mount olympus to the depths of osirus, we stand defiant
with violent bloodshed scenes, holden the head of the arch fiends/
flaming swords gleam off the points of aurical audibles, to direct the light
that leads my life, and bends minds with philosophocals/
the prophet of prophecies, vapourize evils with vocals, cross the seven seas,
simply scuttles shipwrecks battlin emcees, now holds the position of whom
it is you believe to be G. O. D/
Hoping the armed gets a rise out of the lies
demised through the congregation/
facing the whole of the hatred
i take a tapestry your majesty/
wicked mastery be blasphemy
to any topic trying to drop the opposite/
so i collapse any efforts and rebuilt it
from subscript fixing to rip hearts/
tear down towers of power crush you
wit the numeric average of infinity/
your just in puberty when I got to 3.14
cycling the sun around wit Jupiter looming in the shadow/
you can't call on the “Khalid” dreaming of “Jihad”
when you see forces looming through darkness/
credit crunches be more worst for technological contradictory to any allegory
crashing these streets when “The Happening” is happening outside of every university/
universally the earth birthed the lord of chaotic demonic honor the honorable
carnivorous when rappers get gregarious when it became mischievous/
we the forth become mysterious phantom operatic static cling bring down the dream
break up groups, clans, crews through scalpel views when rappers get spewed/
my occupation be abrasive when I'm label a “rapper” when i am a doctor of literature
The “Allen Ginsberg” of this lyrical dissection leaving rappers just average/
they can't scarab the cabbage i peal back like brains, caps, tops, and pop tarts
shark swim underneath when we beef wit rappers, emcees and athletes/
i cannot proctor the test while distribution of the rest while take 50 questions myself
i am not a what call a solider i'm a boulder holder flow colder shoulder/
rocking minds like gold miners raping Africa so you sapping nature while the natives watch
you crashing symbols while so many died just so you can walk in nice sneakers/
Written hieroglyphics, little scriptures consisting of pictures
Wisdom inscribed in its rawest form of visions
Crash thoughts, epic mind collisions
Knowledge has risen to epic heights
I tend to use mind not the might to reach the light
Nobody knows what's the "righteous fight"
I move godless through the life without slacks
You will, but I don't feel the knife in the back
Check the sky for my rhyme in the clouds
Constellations all around, my rhymebook's an observatory
The vision is blurry and gory, every nebula, a different story
Carved signs, thought out for days
In space, there is no blank space
levitation to the magician is what by default is my constant position,
constructing world wonders with laser guided precision,
shot out of my vision, like arrows shooting past armies of a Venetian,
our economical position is far from juxtoposition of greed elimination,
clean cut knowledge the foundation of our true creation,
which builds this nation but still imprisoned by the secrets of a freemason.
The metaphorical tower of Babylon built high into the sky to reach heavens,
but governmental disturbance forced our interest to Iraqi insurgents,
truthful tales implanted into our brains by neurological surgeons.
The real world is behind curtains, soulful music cleanses the heart like detergents,
to seek light we must begin with our intentions,
our history trapped in ancient Marsian pyramids and global temples,
i tell of no tricks, you can't be scared of Asterix and Obelix.
We must stand tall and see what our third eye can decipher in our newly built cipher,
people still fear the myth of wolves at full moon,but feel the revenge of Tutankhamun,
a world of darkness and gloom, but fight back with the wrath of your own monsoon,
shed rain and wash away evil spirits, away with their games and gimmicks,
overrun timed-out lyrics, bless the world with verbal calastinics,
clear this path from stones and sticks,
because the next verse will add more wisdom into the mix....
Sheepish Lord
Shizzah
Prince Rai
shoot the shit, let your tongue speak quick, with one swipe i slit wrists
lite like lighter to spark the hash, too much things rely on cash/
so i move faster then natural disaster, destroy matter, been crafted into a mad hatter, dialogue to flip data/
scanners record the grey matter splatter, into patterns and gun cracks glass shatters, stained window panes/
force chi energy drain, inflame limbs and joints, section 9 be bishops
who annoint rhymes to the holiest point/
its been written on ancient scrolls, a chosen few shall represent the whole
control the essence of the entire globe/
only appear for a flicker of a strobe, hand picked by the arch angels of Jove
amongst mortals, passage through ethereal portals/
eternally immortal you dont want to battle, pagan soldiers with
emblems of the golden cattle, shamans cast spells shaking rattles/
from mount olympus to the depths of osirus, we stand defiant
with violent bloodshed scenes, holden the head of the arch fiends/
flaming swords gleam off the points of aurical audibles, to direct the light
that leads my life, and bends minds with philosophocals/
the prophet of prophecies, vapourize evils with vocals, cross the seven seas,
simply scuttles shipwrecks battlin emcees, now holds the position of whom
it is you believe to be G. O. D/
Hoping the armed gets a rise out of the lies
demised through the congregation/
facing the whole of the hatred
i take a tapestry your majesty/
wicked mastery be blasphemy
to any topic trying to drop the opposite/
so i collapse any efforts and rebuilt it
from subscript fixing to rip hearts/
tear down towers of power crush you
wit the numeric average of infinity/
your just in puberty when I got to 3.14
cycling the sun around wit Jupiter looming in the shadow/
you can't call on the “Khalid” dreaming of “Jihad”
when you see forces looming through darkness/
credit crunches be more worst for technological contradictory to any allegory
crashing these streets when “The Happening” is happening outside of every university/
universally the earth birthed the lord of chaotic demonic honor the honorable
carnivorous when rappers get gregarious when it became mischievous/
we the forth become mysterious phantom operatic static cling bring down the dream
break up groups, clans, crews through scalpel views when rappers get spewed/
my occupation be abrasive when I'm label a “rapper” when i am a doctor of literature
The “Allen Ginsberg” of this lyrical dissection leaving rappers just average/
they can't scarab the cabbage i peal back like brains, caps, tops, and pop tarts
shark swim underneath when we beef wit rappers, emcees and athletes/
i cannot proctor the test while distribution of the rest while take 50 questions myself
i am not a what call a solider i'm a boulder holder flow colder shoulder/
rocking minds like gold miners raping Africa so you sapping nature while the natives watch
you crashing symbols while so many died just so you can walk in nice sneakers/
Written hieroglyphics, little scriptures consisting of pictures
Wisdom inscribed in its rawest form of visions
Crash thoughts, epic mind collisions
Knowledge has risen to epic heights
I tend to use mind not the might to reach the light
Nobody knows what's the "righteous fight"
I move godless through the life without slacks
You will, but I don't feel the knife in the back
Check the sky for my rhyme in the clouds
Constellations all around, my rhymebook's an observatory
The vision is blurry and gory, every nebula, a different story
Carved signs, thought out for days
In space, there is no blank space
levitation to the magician is what by default is my constant position,
constructing world wonders with laser guided precision,
shot out of my vision, like arrows shooting past armies of a Venetian,
our economical position is far from juxtoposition of greed elimination,
clean cut knowledge the foundation of our true creation,
which builds this nation but still imprisoned by the secrets of a freemason.
The metaphorical tower of Babylon built high into the sky to reach heavens,
but governmental disturbance forced our interest to Iraqi insurgents,
truthful tales implanted into our brains by neurological surgeons.
The real world is behind curtains, soulful music cleanses the heart like detergents,
to seek light we must begin with our intentions,
our history trapped in ancient Marsian pyramids and global temples,
i tell of no tricks, you can't be scared of Asterix and Obelix.
We must stand tall and see what our third eye can decipher in our newly built cipher,
people still fear the myth of wolves at full moon,but feel the revenge of Tutankhamun,
a world of darkness and gloom, but fight back with the wrath of your own monsoon,
shed rain and wash away evil spirits, away with their games and gimmicks,
overrun timed-out lyrics, bless the world with verbal calastinics,
clear this path from stones and sticks,
because the next verse will add more wisdom into the mix....