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Tecknowledgist
01-08-2009, 06:24 PM
Tecknowledgist and J.T.S
Monarchs to the Kingdom of the Dead

My wings are darkened by the sins of those who walk the narrow path.
The heralds laughed until my verses burned the Plains of Arafat.
I wrote my name across the Shroud of Turin with a vial of urine.
Sounds disturbing but I felt the urge to fuckin drown the vermin.
With the Blade of Heaven's Bane, I left a thousand reverends maimed,
Impaled them on their steeples so their blood would rouse an endless rain.
I'll cast the Sovereign Architect into a world of woe and sorrow.
The soul is mortal. If I wished it, there'd be no tomorrow.
I'm drowning in a sea of hatred. I'll defeat the sacred
When they read the pages of my book that I've concealed for ages.
Through the darkest nights, a spark of light will feed the flame
And when the stars align, I'll part the skies commencing evil's reign.
I don't write rhymes; I paint frescos on cathedrals
That haunt the feeble, turning saints into demonic people.
The violence spawns a syringe in the Messiah's arm.
Fear is pumped into his veins and veils the light of Zion's dawn.

Bizzare handle my biz bars on fire arms
Chaos and me propell poetical prophecies
Records drop chopper heat meatheads deceased
Front row lyrical cruise control
navigated at high speeds cats Siamese
Bone ladies asian no more chances given
Damn were spitting canceling missions
Grants are given kneck tie decisons
Were ripping out hearts all chambers dark
deranged darts rugged like oak tree bark
Won't get out the seat like rosa parks
pose in parks around my kneck teeth from a slayed shark
Good with the arts artistic realistic
Mentally gifted grafter of the sickness
Wu witty gangster gritty both hands sticky
Never lose the hands and tool speeds swiftly
Switch leagues we in the major
Murder the majority of unauthorized rhyme sprayers
Head of the lair section 9 logos shine in the air
slamming like ric flair in universal warfare
Murder mayors wifes, and seeds spared
ways trifle critics wheeled away in wheel chairs

Tecknowledgist
01-08-2009, 06:25 PM
peace to JTS

Guarded By Martyrs
01-08-2009, 07:23 PM
My wings are darkened by the sins of those who walk the narrow path.

With the Blade of Heaven's Bane, I left a thousand reverends maimed,
Impaled them on their steeples so their blood would rouse an endless rain.
I'll cast the Sovereign Architect into a world of woe and sorrow.
The soul is mortal. If I wished it, there'd be no tomorrow.
8O
The violence spawns a syringe in the Messiah's arm.
Fear is pumped into his veins and veils the light of Zion's dawn.

Bizzare handle my biz bars on fire arms
Chaos and me propell poetical prophecies
Records drop chopper heat meatheads deceased
Front row lyrical cruise control
navigated at high speeds cats Siamese

Were ripping out hearts all chambers dark
deranged darts rugged like oak tree bark
Won't get out the seat like rosa parks
pose in parks around my kneck teeth from a slayed shark
Good with the arts artistic realistic
Mentally gifted grafter of the sickness
8O
These parts were my favourite.

Great collaboration.

War and Peace
01-08-2009, 10:44 PM
smooth as whipped margarine
sick as a vic whose skins hardened


ill work yall-
peace-

SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
01-08-2009, 11:23 PM
Damn This Can't Even Be Quoted It's Just Too Damn Good That's All I'm Saying Nice Work Compadres

THE MASON
01-09-2009, 02:19 AM
Straight illness, not much else to say

"I don't write rhymes; I paint frescos on cathedrals
That haunt the feeble, turning saints into demonic people."

^this was just ridiculous Teck

SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
01-09-2009, 02:26 AM
Head of the lair section 9 logos shine in the air
slamming like ric flair in universal warfare

by far JTS sickness son, this is straight up visual

J.T.S.
01-09-2009, 02:27 PM
Tech you murked this great collab soon to do it again!

Ritter
01-09-2009, 03:50 PM
Dope.

Father N Dangerous
01-09-2009, 05:02 PM
Felt these lines the most but definetely liked the whole thing keep doing your ill shyt

When they read the pages of my book that I've concealed for ages.
Through the darkest nights, a spark of light will feed the flame
And when the stars align, I'll part the skies commencing evil's reign.

J.t.s u know i always liked how u came with it. shits hard stayed pretty consistent with it, these lines were wat stood out to me

Good with the arts artistic realistic
Mentally gifted grafter of the sickness
Wu witty gangster gritty both hands sticky
Never lose the hands and tool speeds swiftly
Switch leagues we in the major
Murder the majority of unauthorized rhyme sprayers
Head of the lair section 9 logos shine in the air
slamming like ric flair in universal warfare
Murder mayors wifes, and seeds spared
ways trifle critics wheeled away in wheel chairs

irongodchamber
01-13-2009, 12:56 AM
thats tight fam

Yuen sam
01-13-2009, 02:41 PM
Yo this was some good shit for reals, you both definatly got some ill vocab, both verses was nice, this was a ill peice bu both still. Good work.