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ChristO
03-18-2009, 02:16 PM
them nice niggas had me aiming deep
I was born in south philly where the pagans eat
philadelphia [brotherly love?] put me in the place to be
I know what the cain do for me, brain damage nothing new to me
now you KNOW shit is closing in
shit been adding up, is oldhead a soldier then
said he knew I was the return of Christ and shit
that was ’98, who prepared to fight for this
who demonized me to the umph degree? michael [archangel, the mic] did
ever since the lamb [israel] turned to the goat [lucipher], frightening
freedom allah said he knew yacub was in philly
I was like sure you right, we at war now for realty
and I dropped my shit on the building I was killed in
martin luther king jr. is sig’, and you’z wasn’t listening
I been swept under the rug [sutr], boxed in david’s web
being the born ultimatum, to raise the dead?
how is it heel heal me, if I’m a’ kill these/achilles niggas
shii, you feeling me now? I know what the deal is...

BornPower
03-20-2009, 05:14 PM
them nice niggas had me aiming deep
I was born in south philly where the pagans eat
philadelphia [brotherly love?] put me in the place to be
I know what the cain do for me, brain damage nothing new to me
now you KNOW shit is closing in
shit been adding up, is oldhead a soldier then
said he knew I was the return of Christ and shit
that was ’98, who prepared to fight for this
who demonized me to the umph degree? michael [archangel, the mic] did
ever since the lamb [israel] turned to the goat [lucipher], frightening
freedom allah said he knew yacub was in philly
I was like sure you right, we at war now for realty
and I dropped my shit on the building I was killed in
martin luther king jr. is sig’, and you’z wasn’t listening
I been swept under the rug [sutr], boxed in david’s web
being the born ultimatum, to raise the dead?
how is it heel heal me, if I’m a’ kill these/achilles niggas
shii, you feeling me now? I know what the deal is...

their eyes visit,
wired pidgeons fired at the line of scrimmage
denied by peter three times in my village,
grimy pilgrims pray entire lifetimes for their lying children
u haven't heard me lately,
I've been dying to get into pearly gates with my eighth key
murdered by the serpent's turned face and unraked leaves,
burned and baked by degrees,
burgers in lakes of grease debate the weight of shaking trees
learn from what the bacon feeds and escape from alice's crazy dreams...

U killed it with that verse, sun! let em peep the shine directly and eat death's screams...
it's sad that so many will look but not comment.

ChristO
03-21-2009, 08:40 AM
....yeah, 'cause they scared [or in awe]. stay up my brethren...alice crazy dreams, on-point. morpheus said to nio follow the rabbit. bugs bunny said it best: "poor nimrod". they got a choice [nio or nimrod]. next verse coming...

ChristO
03-21-2009, 09:12 AM
...I’m straight outta’ south philly, t.o.n.y. christ’ still up in the building
raised here since being killed up in the sixties
m.c.’s best bet is to listen hard
so, she in logan now? I’m a lo gun now, solo artist
seven wiped out when I put the squeeze to ‘em
navy seal shit, gills is how we breathe through it
I’m from the breeze laughing at beans, seen through him
in-house better stay in the house, bing’ you bitch
the bing can’t hustle or muscle me holmes
listen...I’m Wu, man, from the Key [Ki] stone
niggas crippled to me, the sirens going off
the first party [me, myself, I] blowing gunpowder in they cloth
I’m not a blues brother, I got a few ovens
to cyz’em up, that’s my li’l brother, twin buggin’
to bring it back to black, brothers incorporating
exchange bullets with anybody caught trading...
...I’m here for one story only...
...this city two to three stories high from the floor, and...
...still wilder than the projects, gotta’ get the truth out, huh
well, here it is, shoot now, what...

...yah'mean, how the story goes, The Father said, all you gotta' do is "C" me...

ChristO
03-28-2009, 03:28 AM
...my main man wanna’ exile me, shii, but I’m caught-up
you know about the beys, I came up with ‘em, warred-up
know about the strange shit, can’t be explained, shit
I am real life, this is not to entertain you’z
m.c.’s not fuckin’ with me, put the money up
nobody getting through to me, shii, dummy-up
when you see what I been through, I ain’t s’posed to breathe?
look, I ain’t supposed to live? I ain’t supposed to see?
been upstairs, but down here, ‘cause y’all ain’t controlling me
think I’m supposed to be scared of y’all like woe is me?
a damn shame pagans worship my fighting skills
my own chosen people chose me to die for real...

..ay, phileo got ten more months to get me out the rut. shit not lookin' good for 'em at all...

ChristO
04-04-2009, 12:29 PM
G.’s now in new jersey, D.’s now in california
I’m [O, a tone] still in philadelphia [pa the ki stone], putting the warm-up on ‘em
the math done, I only want the ransom
bey watch, I am the Sun, the women tanned some
I got shake’s sphere, he riding with me, I’m writing it out
bible belt to my [God’s] children’s asses who have any doubts
9-3 to 2012, look at the quatrain
of that bitch michele nostradamus, to see what I mean
I been good with the wu-tang since being born 544b.c?
to ’99 [a.d.], the number on my truck [99544], still on my grind
the whether been perfect nowadays...I’m receiving the kia’s
to a lexis, and I believe I’ll sutr needs
bloods rushing to my dick outta’ the fear of God for real
shiii, I’m for real, don’t know what was on s.p.’s mind, I’m real
I never dosed off, niggas, when I’m upstairs again
I dare you’z to say I’m just mental, hot-air to phlegm...

ChristO
04-05-2009, 10:22 AM
...where I’m a’ bust jizz? sophisticated ladies?
naw, early birds catching this worm, I’ll drive ‘em crazy
my drill upsy-daisy up in they throats and waistes
tone [me] to earth, and my connect’s in the oasis
the diamond in the rough, thinking if our eyes/I’s met up
coming up in s.p., thinking ‘bout the odds set-up
soon as I gave ‘em the lessons, my squad ostricized
me? shiii, about this time I [t.o.n.y.] wasn’t born to die
the bloods gonna’ dry up eventually though [scabs], the enemy though?
my own self, ‘cause twin I’m twin, you getting me, bro?
God’s mercy is nothing to take for granted
and I’m a hurt piece on my own, I’ll take your land quick...

ChristO
04-07-2009, 05:24 PM
I heard killa priest [I.C. clearly], and I shook the brother’s hand
and if you heard it from me, I shook up the motherland
channel 48, lost tribe of babylon
seen they was put on, copesetic, I carried on
how is it heel heal me, it’s intricate
he’ll hell, heel heal, shit’s indefinite
only the Sun/Son can distinguish and extinguish
I got kis to an sl 460 ignition
I am the time like a group out of minnesota
I seen the sign saying “slow down” like “nigga, hold up”
my dick told me I was the r.o.c.
why you think I’m a’ slow down, so I can rot?
the wu men/the women been raising me, allah/all of this time
since before I cliqued with the eous, I’m not at all hard to find
how islam measured up, and the mathematics
synced in how I was born 2.15 on that shit...

ChristO
04-07-2009, 05:26 PM
...yeah, funny thing, channel 48's where we [philly] used to see the whole Kung-Fu Theatre shit ay' Saturday. I just thought about that shit. anyway...

ChristO
04-17-2009, 04:25 PM
...the virgin mary gave me the city, I see that they desperate now
about the dollar signs, they thinking caps desolate now
...quaker oats sold sugar puffs in 2006...
I threw some off...but Sug’&Puff’s treaty ain’t worth shit
why I’m in philly’s city hall now, about to take the nation
crew [1000] benched me? now I’m a juror, up on some civil case shit
I can talk freely about it, because my um, she gave me
everything I could ever ask for in a lady
I noticed that, shit ain’t even happen yet, no holding back
when the purple [power] flow thru me, reds&blues folding back
s.u.t.r. culture, I got knowledge of self to shoot the vultures
and make it some kind of american way to sue they culture
taken from me? so don’t take it from me, I advise y’all
I kills cereal, sug’&puff’s boxed-in some cardboard...

ChristO
06-02-2009, 09:08 PM
...now, juno wut time it is? I works through people
judo ‘gainst the might of men, I hurt & bruise egos...

ChristO
06-03-2009, 10:21 PM
...I identified them folks...
...they necklines ‘bout to identify with rope
my identity christis not an identity crisis
the devil best stop fuckin’ with my disciple
look close how jacub wrestling ‘gainst archangel gabriel
knife to the hollow of his [luci to lucy] thigh, I ain’t playing fair
the blood game? look, blood, I want The Game
and infidelphia in philadelphia get set aflame
I’m a’ call out names any day, look anyways
all of ‘em tradors/traitor bloodclot pussies, grave mistakes
know The Father thru The Sun now, I’m man’s sun
closing on the throat of manson
I told that nigga this is my shit, crippled-ass simple-ass
in ’97, I was mental and schizzin’ bad
still kept me a gig, strayed from the head shrinks
popped perphenazine once or twice, had me dead sleep...
...ay look, this month to the first month of the next year
I, man’s sun [isa], shaking manson [esau] down, this is MY shit...
...my rules...first-off, the black man being the establishment?
means he’s the plantation...charlie m., I’ll waste you’z
my money best be on my books by the day’s end...

ChristO
06-03-2009, 10:35 PM
...my main man wanna’ exile me, shii, but I’m caught-up
you know about the beys, I came up with ‘em, warred-up
know about the strange shit, can’t be explained, shit
I am real life, this is not to entertain you’z
m.c.’s not fuckin’ with me, put the money up
nobody getting through to me, shii, dummy-up
when you see what I been through, I ain’t s’posed to breathe?
look, I ain’t supposed to live? I ain’t supposed to see?
been upstairs, but down here, ‘cause y’all ain’t controlling me
think I’m supposed to be scared of y’all like woe is me?
a damn shame pagans worship my fighting skills
my own chosen people chose me to die for real...

..ay, phileo got ten more months to get me out the rut. shit not lookin' good for 'em at all...
ay yo, Espionage is my nigga. bul pulled a prank on me, had me tripping. it's cool, I'm glad it was a prank. I had it covered though. 'cause I know what the business is about. and k.o.s./chaos, is with me...so, I'll break down how the business goes...

ChristO
06-28-2009, 08:05 PM
...since 2.15 I been born back at Galilee,
high scientist who fought catholic magistrates
Reaching Christ Again was the WU, back in ‘93
bust the black chamber open, TRUTH now where power be
how the in-formation drops in my hands? pores breathe
angels & demons? saw that, they never saw me
t.hanks, but there’s no confusin’ the shit that I’m on
E.D.O.M. risen up? naw, manson [esau] ain’t the Sun [isa]
suspect John The Baptist, redrum’d shit up?
6.69 I’m baptized in blood, said enough?
galilee’s 2.15, and I returned to it
gods followed my trail, set up power hill thru me...
...phileo, I said S.P. [simon peter] is you even my friend
that pussy screamed “phuck philly!” so, it’s on ‘til the end
I want manhattan now, it’s all thru the pen
how I write the shit out, upchurch [adam/adolf] still in the pen
the panty lines was the borderlines, groupies is dead
best to give up the connects...who want proof I [God The Father Allah] ain’t dead?

ChristO
07-19-2009, 09:37 PM
Tone rules ay’thing around you’z, T.R.A.A.Y.
give tithes to me, pass the collection plate
jealous one envying, man, jose okay
where I’m from the corral’s okay [S.P.]
the gods followed my trail to power hill
2.15 born like I was never killed
’69 redrum, shot up man’s Sun
john the baptist was put in handcuffs
I was baptized in a pool of blood
elevator went down to the 23rd/24th floor
actually, st. agnes delivered me
sent to b. block with adolf hitler, and
started realizing the bul was adam
‘cause the jews was sleeping like you do on sabbath
my views is deeper than the first titanic cruise
school’s in session like it was at landriff, yo...
...[yo, they don’t want it, they want a truce/trues, for real]...
...[church vol. IX]

ChristO
09-21-2009, 07:11 PM
...yeah, big demy told me wu' used to be up in his basement,
heard some were smokin' crack rocks they herbs was laced with
I was just battling to reach them to they faces
I ain't know who I was, I just was on my flave' shit
the m.a.d. scientist until '96 about
like '69? going out my mind schizzin' out?
buck shots gotta' git down, no duckin'
I'm from phila. body bag PA! no country
for old men, do you know then who you'z owe then
I been on my own because I been on my own shit
ay'thing drawing back to the word, Gab
I'm the gift, ay' punchline, niggas heard gaspin'
church volumes one through eight
up in the streets, somebody got 'em pumpin', no brakes
and whoever put phuck philly out on cds
in the end gotta' answer to me, I want manhattan
and I'm the Linc' 2.12.09, check the measurements
on 212, know time tables...

ChristO
09-21-2009, 07:25 PM
...shiii, and if they don't pay up to party/ies concerned, more truths will be revealed, no problem...2o12...I'm on some fillies exclusive shit non-stop, g...

ChristO
10-30-2009, 03:44 PM
see, luci’ [jamuga] wanted me [ghengis] to give nyc this message...
...I had to twist it, so malcom x can get this lesson
remember your little brother [13th Sentry, 13X]/remember you’re “Little”, brother
now two peninsulas is going at each other
how I’m a’ put it, shit started in South Phila.
them others ain’t trying a’ tusle, they want a truce/trues, really
then give ties/tithes to me, angels in the outfield now
since ether side of new jersey shut los angeles out
I was just saying though, give up the talent scouts
‘cause this Christ Body, not what crabs and bums boastin’ ‘bout
think, was your lives worth trying a’ kidnap our children?
word then if I’m just talking and not much listening
I know they want a three-Peat not just a rePeat
goddamu pussies though, ain’t trying a’ cee me [God]
this real life, I got them pirate colors with me
CNN: this just in: you’z get my meaning?
T.O.N.Y. thru Christ, and I’m from S.P.
this shit my profession, kid, don’t never test me...
...then IF [first fam’], fillies winning this [the world], they open to me
so, which craft is y’all profession? you owe me, truly...

ChristO
11-01-2009, 11:07 AM
...shiii, I'm just tryina' break outta' phila., pardon me
I was shot to death '69 in harlem, see
...know The Father thru The Sun, who calling me
best to be hour-glass [shaped] women who offering me
the sex I close in on, been' I been warned 'em
how I could, now I should go on and off 'em...
...word then, end of the world, into the [my] word then
it's '09 o'clock now, haven't you heard then...

ChristO
11-01-2009, 11:47 PM
...eh, the yanks wasn't supposed to win
otherwise, how the he'll am I supposed to live
...yeah, doc', you york knew york about my nation
I read slander in your literature like I'd take it
that's why this shit's tucked, swept under the rug
you close to the end, 2o12, sucker's chump
wanna' suppress me, like I was never here?
you ain't leaving outta' south philly that easily
the brothers shoulda' delivered the pussy [P P P] str8 to me
but lucille think he slick, but he's a she to me
feliz caught 'em up, I thought fillies caught up with me
but naw, alex is well, alexis didn't get me
I'm gon' win by every means, lightweight or a heavy team
'til one thousand-pound paper weights can't hold the heavy cream
why would I lie about me when I'm Allah, you doubt me?
right, phillies lost 'cause fillies lost me, you copy?

ChristO
11-04-2009, 08:30 PM
...so, well, feel me ether way, but notice where I’m coming from...
so the brothers know this where the Sun is from...
...we closer to the moment of truth, we on to nyc
my name broke down t.o.n.y.c.
I’m all day telling y’all to pay up, if you want a pal [proof a’ life]
I’m not living, they still trying a’ put down my grounds
is why I spell filly this way ‘cause that’s the horse
a young boss translated my name as the course
that was ’98, I heard suh’m sounding like
duct tape and rope, never thought it was a joke
that was the business, to remember me?
I think the doctor got a motive, won’t deliver me?
I’m not afraid of the pussy, can’t set me up
my name ain’t dr. seuss, I ain’t a’ easy read
I got a piece from a filly, she ain’t swallow me
texted “I’m God” and m.c. didn’t follow me
you can toss it up in the air if you wanna’, but
as for the years they ain’t wanna’ listen, I’m onto you’z...

ChristO
11-07-2009, 02:23 PM
so, to nyc I t.o.n.y.c. been going to
2o12 I’m the linc’/link, fillies not going thru
‘til I gets what I want...yankees got that victory
over my dead body, confederates’ misery
malice wrecked the hood, anthony ain’t so well
u.s. chose I hung for they ass, oh well
I ain’t merely babbling, I’m battling babble-on
my thread from a sewing kit, aimed at stool pigeons rapping songs
the lost angels wings got nyp’d, and then? see they ain’t believe me
the brothas can’t win if the wombs do not receive me
my tombstone reads, “clarence, abel, ghengis, david”
ask lucille about it, since hip-hop been the matrix
if I’m wrong, I know one thing, God’s word is perfect
and I got the nyc dc for ho’s who deserve it
pardon, how I gots’ to close-in on the sex
as for the beast, try not to speak, just hold ya’ breath...

ChristO
01-29-2010, 07:18 PM
my wu york bruvva' got the churches I gave him to check
the body of christ how we connected, respect
under the rug I was swept by the government
is what I suspect...my love script's the covenent
j-z, I'm Jesus, I'm Jehovah
gimme' the money, before all a' ya' days over
I'm the R.O.C., ressurection of Christ
and all I'm saying is...my money or ya' life
I got no problem with it, and it's no kind a' gimmic
I'm independant, like an unheard-of politician
I am the truth, there's no way to polish this shit
I don't perform, I'm just out-the-box with this shit...

ChristO
06-30-2010, 02:48 PM
...remember nov. 15 2005, a black man shot to death by a white woman, in phila. pa over wut the children coined the wu-tang dance, exactly on what woulda' been o.d.b.'s 37th born day...either you dummied up or you been made suh'm of it...
...so, I had to openly declare my position as The Father...cummin as The Sun/Son...

ChristO
07-11-2010, 04:24 PM
...7.11.10 in-sync with 9.11.10
'cause sept. is the 7th month shift to 9th, two months added in
so I read, the doctor's son yacub's born day today
the system done put everything in-play
I cannot tell if cats is listening 'cause they afraid to wave
ripple effect shown how I paved the way
now I heard from two jersey natives' mouths phila.'s being pitched to them
as the "safe" city?...shiii, the safe's where the bodies hidden
what they know about f. block mafia being picked off
by joab under my name, shiii, how I'm really pissed off
joab being yacub, the real dude, born in north philly
I ain't saying too much, ain't saying enough, boy it's...fishy
...as much as a decade ago, I ain't paid enough, so
as far as any attention, so, too late's when I show?
shiii, y'all best to say you seen me live since '7-1
I'm closing on yacub's head, so naw's nowhere to run...

ChristO
09-14-2010, 04:53 PM
...too deep eh. yeh, I know. I ain't lettin' 'em get away with burying me and the real story is all. let's continue then...

ChristO
09-14-2010, 04:55 PM
...taking it back to the days when republicans was abolitionists
and democrats gave niggas they ass to kiss
that’s way back in time, to examine where was I
a sleeper cell thru deeper realms, the He’ll was I
you had to choose, the linc’ or the lynch...had you shown
you not worthy of shit, no salad tossed, just asses blown
to ashes blown, neverlasting, boxed and toe-tagged and
then more relentless, how the souls rashed and more defenseless
...yeh, obama just gave a speech at masterman school
so am I here to master man? cool, slave to my rules
yo, know who you talking to, how is you on my trail
the game is playing u.s. out, how you posting my bail
I’m behind bars of metaphores that metamorph’
onto y’alls...I wants mines, I’m onto y’alls...

ChristO
09-22-2010, 05:29 PM
if I was shot to death on Friday, the 13th and shit
I seen who did it? are my killers now deep in shit?
gods showed and proved same year I was born again
in my mind yelling “I’m a’ live forever!” so, it’s on again?
I’m thinkin’ why the-fuck I’m still here if noone can see me
gotta’ have patience? shiii, tell that to my nerves, fricassee’ing
done put up with some stupid-asses putting they souls up
for they assets, actin’ like I ain’t shit and I don’t have sense
so, azrael said president nixon had me murdered?
I’m still investigatin’ shit, yeh, system did me dirty
I know, shoulda’ seen how they chose I hung to have me buried
shiii, I still went to work, after 33 murders
they got me in they files as a patriot who fought in their war [korea]
u.s. will return the favor, ‘cause I’ll turn this playground into a graveyard
shiii, believe it or not, I’m Allah, therefor I am God
I ask u.s. tho’, why am I still in-the-flesh? naw, I ain’t gone...

ChristO
10-14-2010, 07:02 PM
lemme see...seems like I’m going off on a tangent
and scatter-brained, but I’m on-focus like cameras
it’s not a thing, sunny, you right, the subject was shifted
but I’m just defending my slot, and sum was not listening
1965, the bul malcom little
was shot down to a puddle that poured out from in him
I was around then, I don’t know what I knew
...but what I know now is how you choose the path you choose
I had to work with this dude in 2003
and 2004, the chump ain’t stop irking me
2005, the nigga mouth need be circumsized
2006, that was it, he can suck my d!ck
2010, he found I i.d.’ed him as Cain,
and now he wanna’ be my [Christ] friend? simon pete’ is a lame
you only hear this type of s#@t if it come from me
see, I’m the founder of a nation, so I post my fee...

ChristO
10-14-2010, 07:07 PM
if I was shot to death on Friday, the 13th and shit
I seen who did it? are my killers now deep in shit?
gods showed and proved same year I was born again
in my mind yelling “I’m a’ live forever!” so, it’s on again?
I’m thinkin’ why the-fuck I’m still here if noone can see me
gotta’ have patience? shiii, tell that to my nerves, fricassee’ing
done put up with some stupid-asses putting they souls up
for they assets, actin’ like I ain’t shit and I don’t have sense
so, azrael said president nixon had me murdered?
I’m still investigatin’ shit, yeh, system did me dirty
I know, shoulda’ seen how they chose I hung to have me buried
shiii, I still went to work, after 33 murders
they got me in they files as a patriot who fought in their war [korea]
u.s. will return the favor, ‘cause I’ll turn this playground into a graveyard
shiii, believe it or not, I’m Allah, therefor I am God
I ask u.s. tho’, why am I still in-the-flesh? naw, I ain’t gone...
...you know I'm talking about The Father's return on this piece, eh...

ChristO
11-15-2010, 06:52 PM
...about 2am, the streets blew up ‘bout the grave of slaves?
the skyline movie ‘bout the days they was afraid would braise
they skin up, my kin up? major waves, save the praise
because I ain’t finished yet...who murdered me? grave mistake
I’m sutr’d up, the truth is up to the wu men, how
the w8men bow and receive me into ‘em, porno styled
the demon in particular I’m ‘bout to have doused and drowned
I’m gods’ sun, so now, this gabriel, word of mouth
the method in danger now, if my method is traced somehow
- stencil shit.
no copyright, my shit is still safe somehow
where the bodies at is in the safe, so, jerusalem
in regards to phila. pa? don’t confuse us with
some euphoric shit, it’s more horrific since you ain’t listening
give me manhattan, the bul cain, since you can’t get with him
2nd and market streets blown to pieces, who’s signaling?
this is just a moment, ’11 o’clock’s a short distance then
I was saying I trump ole’ dirt since I take precedence
I’m here in-the-flesh, and meth’ picked up on the evidence
letting ignorance tho’ define his motive, so, know this
since the “yah’mean” I’ll take it out ya’ ass wut you owe us...
...yo, I’m cummin [the seed]...

ChristO
11-17-2010, 07:35 PM
"...2nd and market streets blown to pieces..."

...approx. 2am, 11.15.10...naw, I think the news got it twisted. I seen 'em working on 7th and market sts., where I be taking the bus at, not 2nd and market. 2nd & market looked untouched. 7th and market tho? manholes missing, peco blocking the bus stop off...
...well, anyway, c. me at '11 then...

ChristO
03-06-2011, 09:25 PM
yeh, if u caught checkin' this out
and ain't caught what the message about
and wasn't taught what percentages 'bout,
or think this ain't evolved from a' elevator
walls where some blood and guts was shot out to stain 'em...
...I'm just trying a' get myself together
we in the '11th hour? yeh, whatever's clever...
what I'm seeing, trying a' convey it to ya'...
...too many say it threw 'em...
...well, what you think it been doing to me? I was thrown into a
- world that defies ay'thing that defines me
so, when I look for my killers, how they survived me?
yeh, right, who too scared to recognize me?
without infiltratin', how gods gon' find me?
The Father The Sun, who can decypher codes
I water it down plain, still n$ggas minds is froze
like sunday, blue laws, n!ggas minds is closed
dimes ain't get to me, and a dollar can't buy a ho
so, my value depreciated, ay'thing I know
the k.o.s., knowledge of self, feel like serpico
no snitch, just no back-up, by myself, allone
walkin', the horizon showing no terrain to roam...

BornPower
03-07-2011, 01:44 PM
yeh, if u caught checkin' this out
and ain't caught what the message about
and wasn't taught what percentages 'bout,
or think this ain't evolved from a' elevator
walls where some blood and guts was shot out to stain 'em...
...I'm just trying a' get myself together
we in the '11th hour? yeh, whatever's clever...
what I'm seeing, trying a' convey it to ya'...
...too many say it threw 'em...
...well, what you think it been doing to me? I was thrown into a
- world that defies ay'thing that defines me
so, when I look for my killers, how they survived me?
yeh, right, who too scared to recognize me?
without infiltratin', how gods gon' find me?
The Father The Sun, who can decypher codes
I water it down plain, still n$ggas minds is froze
like sunday, blue laws, n!ggas minds is closed
dimes ain't get to me, and a dollar can't buy a ho
so, my value depreciated, ay'thing I know
the k.o.s., knowledge of self, feel like serpico
no snitch, just no back-up, by myself, allone
walkin', the horizon showing no terrain to roam...

on these plains of stone we raise men from graves and bones,
taken by grains of snow,
we remain as the foundation of soul
betrayed by chaos and gold they seek to play us and make us fold,
gods are trained for goals and we break molds b4 breakfast is cold
there is no respect and no control, how are WE terrorists of the globe?
hidden weapons explode when slimmest corrections are shown....

ChristO
03-09-2011, 07:38 PM
...right, man, luciano told me I will be
the founder of this organization...
...my will be what I will sh!t to be, we met up at pos. FX
west phil, call it medina, s.p. vets on the set
was '97-'98, had me on mental missions
came back, bruvas in the streets twisted, tied-up & missing
well, we was just working the niche to get in the business
mlk jr. thrown into videodrome conniptions...
...the bag a' beans, to the beans' talk, heard him talkin' shit
didn't know I was the man to see, pt. breeze resident
like, who the-f*k you laughin' at, tryin' that tricknowledge
to pigeonhole suh'm, that pigeon's stool, mouth's a colin
pardon, I'm rantin', but I damn sure ain't a' exit ramp
when, dude was on-route, ain't pay homage, so that's his ass then
neva'mind j-z when he ain't j-zuz, and I'm Jehovah
born in your neck-of-the-woods, I'm r.o.c., the game is over
all this shit I been comin' up wit', been summoned up quick
still phila. slept on my summer solstace
I'm on the up-and-up with revelations, '06 o'clock
luci' tried to change the language up, so bul is chopped
ex-communicated, and if those witches ain't with
giving birth to me, most certainly they ain't escapin'
my drill...

ChristO
04-08-2011, 04:43 PM
...they came looking for me, like they know who I am
double-u on the t.v. I’m schizzin’ again?
how real is it? they know bizcarro and demy
gods gotta’ find me...wu made it to philly
talent shows late ‘80s, ‘nard would let me know
bugging me out, batttling ghosts and ether
trying a’ be ‘bout my own identity, but can it be that...
..[this some real shit right here...stick with me, don’t let me fall]...
...born in s.p to infiltrate black mafia
the noi here was hiding ‘em
mosque number 12, here I is...where my killers?
I’m such a dick, I’m pissed
rose from the dead...thank nate and alicia
anybody don’t know me, I ain’t teaching ‘em
s.p. is the chief witnesses, they seen me coming up
you see me, say suh’m, don’t act funny none
you know how you do...now the people scattering
and the kids ignorant, so I gots to massacre ‘em...
on my word allone, a bachelor with...
...the wu men pushing me out from the abdomen
of the beast, I was sworn in some lifetimes ago
water bearer, is the right time to flow now
...is what I decided
‘11th hour [is] 2011...gab’ got ya’ eyelids open, so do not sleep walk...
The Word cummin in-the-flesh, this ain't cheap talk...

ChristO
04-08-2011, 05:17 PM
on these plains of stone we raise men from graves and bones,
taken by grains of snow,
we remain as the foundation of soul
betrayed by chaos and gold they seek to play us and make us fold,
gods are trained for goals and we break molds b4 breakfast is cold
there is no respect and no control, how are WE terrorists of the globe?
hidden weapons explode when slimmest corrections are shown....
...exactly. we all one...

ChristO
04-27-2011, 07:33 PM
...man, I take it back to '99-2000 a.d., was crazy
now where that gob a' spit at from a.c.
seen him in wawa, pissed off thinking a' hades
I'm a ghost, drifted thru a set-up, bricks was dead weight, joab graved these
I ain't playing, shit was mind bogglin'
talked to twin on the phone, they fates was all karma...
now I'm seeing 'bout the bloods seepin' thru the cracks
told cesar I'm a' deal with it like the facts, track the map
where the ship for the phila. experiment was built
trample my investment, leave outsidus kilt, lift they kilts...

ChristO
06-14-2011, 09:32 PM
...just visited my brother adolf, was adam
did football numbers in prison, now back out
...my d.o.d. 42 years and counting
need c.o.d. upon my release, pressure mountin'
twin jacub back in touch with me since last week
about my books he asked me, need some draft sheets
told him don't set off the trip wire...last weekend they poured it out
a dozen shot up, dead bodies north to south
can't talk directly to me, need a secretary
to holla' at me, take the dicktation, and be on her merry
vesey tho' ain't ready though for that many o's
I needed a chick with me from days on spaghetti o's
I need u to get with me about the bricks in the floor
how you gon' push the product, the storyline's in chalk
...and I ain't dead yet, tho' I was shot to he'll
went down in a' elevator, to where the devil dwells
m. night was on-the-money with that, funny, no laugh
I'm gods' sun though, no dummy know that...

ChristO
06-24-2011, 08:51 PM
...the morning star, star in the morning, atheist
I know how he made his way to philly pa with his
philosophies, shiii, the cover-up that won’t come up
‘cause lucifer lives inside a grunt, his code shut up [omerta]
’06 tried to exist thru me, yours truly
dropped in 6 of ’69, my mind’s thoughts screwy
the chamber was 3-6’s, r.c.a.’s mind control [since 1919?]
until gods showed up, they was in shock, lost control
got it back with the contracts, not at a loss for souls
so I broke it down, r.eturn of c.hrist a.gain, on a roll
life as a gamble, and kenny owe my pop for notes
I’m trying to avoid the chip, but so many eyes have dozed
I ain’t gon’ lie, my name broke down ‘96
to ant christ, so who put me here, ‘cause this trial is fixed
trying to have me doubt who I am or what this about
I couldn’t give a flyin’ shit, my ass still on this ground
I would put a jersey on, but they dunno the half of it
joab the culprit, philapa buried halves of ‘em...
...nowadays, n!ggas got cartoon faces
soft as baby waste, it’s a crying shame truth faded
...yeh, but I’m still here, you’z choose not to hear me
cryin’ game-asses, 6s on the face a’ weaklin’s
I looks ‘em in the grill, they look away, these ain’t angels
best bet shoulda’ dealt with the culture that pertain to you...

ChristO
06-24-2011, 08:56 PM
...yeh, luci, they know we’re enemies as it is written
false peace here ain’t ever gon’ be the premise
you betta’ maintain ya’ distance and send the b8tches
that piece the only peace I’ll accept, that’s the business
how did copulation get classified as sex shit
who got the population obsessed with three sixes
you know you the profit muhammad, have you sensed it
when gabriel was on ya’ ass, came to ya’ senses
I’m not playin’ with your world, that’s my words’ the sword
I’ll have patients to come up to you...you been warned
the goat hide in the five [star] ‘cause you was the mother
wanting vengeance for what you wanted [my (God) seat]
now think the witches gon’ protect you, they thrown swift in a ditch too
wonderin’ how I’m no homo and would kill a bitch crew
if that’s a wavecap, over ya’ head, still you got
the radio airwaves thrown to ya’ head
I ain’t explaining, I’m just decimating
‘til only my shit is resonating,
you won’t find your own way in...the gate, I’m back at galilee [2.15]
phila.pa can remain a shooting gallery ‘til they ask for me...

ChristO
06-26-2011, 11:33 PM
shiii, who know this is for real...con do...yo, contracts being written out...

BornPower
06-27-2011, 07:09 PM
...yeh, luci, they know we’re enemies as it is written
false peace here ain’t ever gon’ be the premise
you betta’ maintain ya’ distance and send the b8tches
that piece the only peace I’ll accept, that’s the business
how did copulation get classified as sex shit
who got the population obsessed with three sixes
you know you the profit muhammad, have you sensed it
when gabriel was on ya’ ass, came to ya’ senses

you won’t find your own way in...the gate, I’m back at galilee [2.15]
phila.pa can remain a shooting gallery ‘til they ask for me...

peace is an illusion for the sleeping foolish,
knee-deep in pools of confusion,
timberland leaks are the fuel for my fueds and pollution
keep clues in seclusion,
their secret views are the keys to beats and their conclusions...

keep buildin Godly, I'm in the buildin lobby gettin ready to chop prophecies and raw beats...

ChristO
11-11-2011, 09:29 PM
...just doin' a li'l math...
...11.11 is actually 9.11., november meaning the ninth month, right...
...yeah, the calendar's ahead of me
the challenge of masses catching on will never be
whatever melody dummied us up, selling spree
you telling me, I’m still just tryin’ a collect a fee
eleventh hour, is the heavens ours?
heaven’s under my feet, if it’s over china
africa’s overseas west of new jerusalem
when I’m on the beach or boardwalk, look for clues of ‘em
over the waves, who says we no longer slaves
gang war, oldheads saying those were the days
I don’t know how many followed me to where I’m at
at galilee...gods sought my trail thru aromatics
ether, '71 born, the show and the prove's on
the high scientist shown as GOD in His true form
I'm tryin' a' fit in the womb with a shoe horn
shell stop frontin' when I'm gushin' the crude on her...

ChristO
11-25-2011, 10:38 AM
...I put my shit out amongst jokers, yeah, hopeless
can’t say though I wasn’t here or ain’t do what I’m s’posed to
don’t look back, go forward, walk the plank, n$ggas
you want it simple? suck a dill pickle, skank b!+83$
man, who wanna’ ’86 me, when in ’98 see,
con was going to ny to highjack who ain’t see
if I couldn’t count on wtc to see me
I’d leave ‘em where I found ‘em, ground zero, easy
if it’s about star wars, vador, luc’ is q33ny
holmes, don’t ask me to decipher sh#t, I’m parapalegic
since gettin’ shot to hell...you get what you meant to get
I’ll ride that ass ‘til the very end, or ‘til you submit
the definition of stress, another rendition a’ death
I was blindsided, n#99a, as you prah’ly can tell
be a hindsightin’ n!66a on his very last breath
but The Father knew they was coming for his life, yep
d.o.d. the 13th, a Friday, 6 of ‘69
if that don’t spell where I’m at now, how that sound
yo, wut the-fuk you talkin’ ‘bout, fuk is a shingle-skin?
I’m the only sun, a single kin, you thinkin’ dim
where I’m from offered no explanation, shit was grim
only time you got is to think again, and I ain’t them
who gon’ ask to be believed in, and anything
I present better believe you gon’ deal with it
I ain’t gettin’ benched, put in a casket, nor a psychiatric
facility for who doubt my ability...

ChristO
11-27-2011, 07:37 AM
...forgive what I give, guess I’m just stressed to live
whether dressed to kill or decked in hand-me-down threads
whatever I seen, tried to present like the gift now
should just make you do like jbm’s motto, get down
follow, what do you not get now, I shit brown
my spit clear, so you hear it from me, you hip now
like what a belt buckle on, you got a grip now?
chairs musical, you won if you can sit down?
don’t know many standing up for me if any
wtc act like it done had enough a’ me
ain’t givin’ up my people, I just swig on the diesal
fuel for me is ether fumes, flow be finding nemo
this is it, a verse pasted in, the dosage lethal
non-believers, who gon’ pray for them, I toured thru evil
piece though..my way a’ saying shit ain’t peace though...

ChristO
02-26-2012, 06:40 PM
...ay, ironic, black thought and beanie was rhyme partners
sparring bars at my nig’ don’s house often
23rd and mckean, his li’l youngins
being in the streets of s.p. was rough and
the pride was built from the legacy, being survivors
of bodied family and friends, up in this parlor
the ice, the cream was all part of the melodrama
and 2-4 is the origin where we was all from
how columbia records ever picked up on it
had my uncle talking crazy ‘bout a necktie’s coming
taylor made, but I’m a’ say I’m a’ check on suh’m
them skull and bones I’m a’ have broken up and crumblin’
the home of the philadelphia experiment
tiles in the city streets saying ressurect the dead
on 2-4, symbol of planet jupiter
got martin luther king jr. shootin’ niggas up
got adolf hitler just getting outta’ prison
and lucky luciano on some jbm shit
and marcus garvey passed away again, couldn’t hold him
my cousin ellsworth bumpy johnson? yo, I tole’ ‘em
I schizzed out in ’96, that’s ’69 flipped
and ’69 is when 13X was shot to death
whether you believe or not who I am, it doesn’t matter
The Father The Sun’s born again ’71, scattered
2.71 I was born, 5.71 gods sought me out
founded power hill, made my knowledge real...
...everyone of us ressurected was 2-4 representatives
this is no lie, stranger than fiction is...
...phila. body bag, pa! to the death with this...
...now you knowing why they hardly ever mentioned us...

ChristO
02-26-2012, 11:53 PM
...united south/south nation in the bldg...

ChristO
02-27-2012, 07:30 PM
...them niggas outsidus will be tough when they stiffs
and the beans’ talk gotta’ get chopped down nevertheless
the giants gon’ get down-sized with no problem
the devils gon’ stay unsolved cases regardless
of any feds when I’m fed-up and still starving
and anywhere that I step on, I’m getting honored
this is not a made-up story, it’s a cover story
as long as luciano insisted to cover for me
grounds for beef when the grounds is breached
gob a’ spit on my dick when I’m down the beach
coulda’ had some bul kilt’, but the scene was too hot
I’m a real philly gun, nothing but air and two palms
..I know this nigga, he wanted to get in with the
mafioso, I might just have to end nigga
merlino declared war back in ‘99
how media put it, I’m to ny [tony]...who ‘bout to die
don’t be tryin’ a’ protect your bul
if you know the laws of the land, you know allah’s who I am
south philly is my camp, if the brothers okay with it
put the stamp of approval on it, let me reign with it
..guess who turn into a blood stain, blood
you tell me, thought I told y’all gay fuks
I’m tryin’ a’ save children who salvageable
eat you whole is what the beast’s palate’ll do
this is not a contest, I’m not challenging you
it’s a no-contest, you a challenge to who
who I am is about to cancel you out
run up in chase bank, grab the bags and be out...

ChristO
02-27-2012, 07:44 PM
...nothin' but science and mathematics, my shit though...the plot [storyline] is there, runs thru the whole thread...if it's not clear enough, prahly 'cause I'm still dead but I'm still here. phila. experiment, real shit...bx [bronx] covered for [suppressed] s.p. [south phila.], both upside-down peninsulas, parallell to each other, on a diagonal, across a 90-or-so-mile width of new jerusalem [new jersey]...yo, anyway...

ChristO
02-29-2012, 11:42 PM
...some more shit nobody know about, here go. takin' it back to '97...

...philly, jersey, new york...philly, jersey, new york
better be real careful about what you talk
o.g. came up to me, said he want the “battery”
in a sock I’ll give it to him, assault & battery
anyway, what the battery is to you’s
the negative [phila.], positive [nyc] charges and transducer [n.j.]
...dude singing the blues tried to ask me for it
them reds ain’t say shit, started grasping for it
I was tryin’ a’ keep shit under wraps, not in my raps
and lucius turning to a fag, bandit for ass
so I’m a’ getting’ da’ nero, it’s armeggaddon on nero
adds up to armeggadon on the children of israel
if you know jac’, but that is God’s [my] business
2-4 s.p. sig to gossiping
ass-bastidges, go right where the casket is
when I handle the mac, it’s tragic to trafficers
the whole region, how a nigga still breathin’
from the hip I hopped from harlem to s.p., and
shot dead in the elevator, covered by the b.x.
when luci’ sent telepathic messages where I rest
from n.p. to s.p., asked me to roll wit’ him
then lucy’s bones was dug up in ethiopa
this was about 1974 circa
I’m not lyin’, this sorta’ truth should make ya’ nervous
philly, jersey, new york...philly, jersey, new york
better be real careful about what you talk out in
philly, jersey, new york...
...revelations...wanna’ know the protocol? I’m the pro to call...stranger-than-fiction shit...

BornPower
02-29-2012, 11:57 PM
...forgive what I give, guess I’m just stressed to live
whether dressed to kill or decked in hand-me-down threads
whatever I seen, tried to present like the gift now
should just make you do like jbm’s motto, get down
follow, what do you not get now, I shit brown
my spit clear, so you hear it from me, you hip now
like what a belt buckle on, you got a grip now?
chairs musical, you won if you can sit down?
don’t know many standing up for me if any
wtc act like it done had enough a’ me
ain’t givin’ up my people, I just swig on the diesal
fuel for me is ether fumes, flow be finding nemo
this is it, a verse pasted in, the dosage lethal
non-believers, who gon’ pray for them, I toured thru evil
piece though..my way a’ saying shit ain’t peace though...

tried to give you rep for this post but the site won't let me. what you droppin is too ill for most of the Corp, GOD. would love to get me and you on a track.
peace

ChristO
03-01-2012, 12:00 AM
...yeah, time for bldg...gotta' hold our grounds, keep the grounds under our feet, so...do that knowledge, remain in-formation...

ChristO
03-01-2012, 12:10 AM
...solid .5kuts. like clockwork, right on time. just like I said, united south/south nation, in the bldg...

ChristO
03-03-2012, 07:44 PM
...my brother jazz fresh believed in me, he battled kane two times
used to call me his young buck and have me spit rhymes
I rolled with 1-9 avenue, it was don, trick,
moussee, cleveland, forty, toby, and young bul ant
cooking up rocks, had the crackhead who could make the big ones
forty’s mom trippin’ whenever the noise level [in the house] went up
and crew had me going to the chinese store
to purchase the o.e.’s, coquis, red bulls...
drink on the way to school, drink more after school, yeah
battles in the school halls, me, clover, pooh bear
bud fresh was my hype man, kash was my side man
monty g. drowned me out with his beat boxin’
carly crush had the freestyle off-the-top wit’ it
...south philly would form a hunnid thick, nothin’ stopping it
ephram was a ringleader for the beatdowns
at the spectrum..reason north and west philly hate s.p. now
or did for a long time...[anyway] shout to aaron and quinton,
mikkaal and holly, everyone I ain’t mention
shouts to air smoove, robbie b., jazzy joe
my man pauly yamz, yo, let the records show...

ChristO
03-11-2012, 06:15 PM
...they want to take me away from y’all blacks, this all-fact
and collect data to turn my [God] skin white...how y’all actin’
like that’s alright...yeah, I see, my own people
never seen me...that’s dangerous ‘cause the devil see me
deciphering my knowledge, trying to get close to the son/sun
tried to usurp my position at ’06, some low shit
6.4 of 2006, symbolic of 666
and luc’ is a short nigga, his life expectency on y’all existence..
..just notice and know this, whiteyes touring through our lifelines
is a premise of gentrification contrasting our genocide
when I die, y’all want me, God, coming back as the caucasoid
while I’m here now, you looking at a ghost sayin’ “just ignore him”
it’s like kuts said, I’m too deep for wtc
but 9.11 of ’01 deceased the wtc...
...the tiles in the streets started from south phila., them “ressurect” ones
you seen in your city streets, from here to south america
...and some white ole’head approached me, i.d.’ed my persona
within this matrix, in ’98, perfect timing on me..
...yeah, I would say help me out...that’s not my call to make though
because them closets can remain closed
the other sex shoulda’ became mines, coerced to be claimed hoes
of the eastern star, lucifer’s main goal to render my name soiled
had my blood plotting to do me rotten
apparently peace between us now, but I ain’t forgot shit
how bloods seeped..then the profit acted like he telling me suh’m
when he told me phila. muslims neutralized the bloods shit..
..yo, I mean, cool, but dude, it’s me y’all really never knew
how wu going soo, blood, and bloods going soo woo?
because I’m the sun tzu, because I’m the sun wu..
..unnastand, luc’ summoned this part of me up for the war
he had “set up” for or on me since around ’74...
...media coined it hip-hop..it was lucy’s womb...
..the gift is gab’, gabriel, the word’ll leave most m.c.’s doomed,
the ones who don’t know and who reject this truth...

ChristO
03-12-2012, 09:58 PM
...my co-worker mike was shot down
the newsreporter got the mic’ now
the fuse is shorter, where’s the light now
jeep flipped, sheila from the block in a box spoilin’
charisse clipped, now six feet beneath the top soil
I think about what luci said
with every death of a friend or family member, on march the 12th
2006 to me..had to stop him in his tracks with that
I’m God, so I know his tact’ics, black
in so many words told him I was ghengis
he know who I am though and can’t act like he don’t unna’stand me
..my words hit me later, revealed to me data
I got lifetimes of information in my nature
carry myself like futuristic luggage
to his jugular when he try avoiding the subject
yacub is a wanted man, dead or alive, fuk him
gods, seriously, if you see him, start dumpin’
I’m to nyc [too nice] with it, fillies never rolled the dice with me
gamble with they life tryin’ a’ outslick me
my niggas’ niggas is not my niggas
my people’s peoples may not be peoples
if you don’t know me, I don’t know you just ‘cause you familiar
fuck you pussy, you ain’t familia..deal wit’ that..
...what's it gon' be, yacub, or jacob, or israel, luci...yo, I'm comin' a' get you, get used to it...

ChristO
11-23-2012, 10:03 PM
...back from the cover-up, who guzzled the sucka' punch
11.6 covered 9.11...buckle up
yeah, I'm over the head, not a halo, move slow and ya' dead
skin that acid and lye [soap] easily shed
my natural flow over boiling water
hunched on a surf board, waves imported from nautica
stayed putting the words together, literary gala
any amateur couldn't gather
it's still lead showers outside, blood you get lathered in
keep irons to sling in this gridiron labyrinth
the irony is, pilgrims now eat up real estate
in the middle of, they safe but not a nigga's safe
still rappin' 'bout warring for the prime real estate
drugs and body bags all over radio waves
suh'm to laugh about, like how niggas' asses out
twin did that to them, he's a faggoty bastid now
i ain't messing with dude, gods on his ass, no doubt
y'all don't wanna' sip on truth, should let y'all asses drown...

ChristO
12-15-2012, 10:58 PM
...the bloods spilled, I see what I see, I'm a' hold on the scuds 'til
my signals' acknowledged, then go try out my hunt skills
caesar nero born this date, he won't adorn his fate
he a blade, I can't let him skate once I'm up-to-date...gods right here...

ChristO
12-21-2012, 05:22 PM
…here’s all you need to know, all I’m a give up
you stand up or sit down, or stand down and sit up
contract for 2035, it’s already in the system
since I was resurrected, already played the victim
I was in 212, already made the papers
was flipped to 215, made it back as a baby
I’ll try to keep it simple, but dying isn’t simple
when you brought back to life in a world still trying a’ kill you
still half-dead not knowing ‘til you schiz’ out
in ’96 from ’69 when your life fizzed out
living as a ghost now, wondering who hear you
luci keeping close now, making sure he hear you
so he survives in your word…look, I’m exhausted
shiii, if this is the last day, I’d be all for it
I had to declare war on the nigga, face-to-face
that was in ’06, I say he a bitch on some gaze shit
I’m facing a killa, but that’s when I look in the mirror
tryin’ a’ get sun tzu and ghengis khan to appear from
out of my past life lineage and to the present moment
as well as king david and whoever else notorious
all me, one man army on ‘em corpsing ‘em
toilet ‘em, coffins built outta’ porcelain
I’m the alpha-omega male
you born from ajaccio/a jackel, I’m a’ send you back to the depths of He’ll…

ChristO
10-24-2013, 09:42 PM
yeah, I'm giving up too much work, still grind on this chewed up turf
no word of this intel' s worth, no sign if this intel's heard
I'm cool, I still breathed before I thought of reaching to y'all
to build, but they iced me nyc'ly
to they liking I was rocked precisely
nothin' more to spit, whole story told from say when to that's it...

SHRAP
10-26-2013, 08:16 PM
Dope shit man.

ChristO
11-14-2013, 11:10 PM
...back from the cover-up, who guzzled the sucka' punch
11.6 covered 9.11...buckle up
yeah, I'm over the head, not a halo, move slow and ya' dead
skin that acid and lye [soap] easily shed...
yeah, correction, I was thinkin' acid and lye was soap, but naw, I meant lard and lye for soap. yeah, 'cause my boy big demy had made soap outta' lye and lard. that lyric can still work though..
..yeah, all upliftin' comments is 'preciated..

JahroamDaGod
11-15-2013, 09:03 AM
peace god

ChristO
12-01-2013, 04:01 PM
...peace god, it's deep god...the codes in my speech
should be the code of the streets god......11.15 gods
showed up to c. me, pointed out o.d. bastid'
when a negro was bodied over wu'-tang dancin'
I repeat myself, sure, because none took advantage
of that except method, with his Yah'Mean anthem...
and phila. pa let it pass over they cabbage [head]
not scratching they temples for a second to ask shit
like "wut the fuk" once they jumped the bandwagon
with our slang in they mouths like they always had it
now, it ain't about nuthin', 'cause we keep on living
and delivering, me and my twin swing the pendelum...

ChristO
02-04-2014, 08:25 PM
sutr [swept under the rug]...sooner or later, the rug's lifted
the dust sniffed and...now you'z see more of the rough image
grew up in it, took a trip thru north's devastated corpse
of a' urban safari, became educated more
still a south phila. rep', any rest you get's on a vent
unless you was put to bed by a sig or a tech
'cause to live in this mess can get you wisdom with stress
be about to trip on a guest, luggage fitting a guest
where you at you can guess about but at ya' own risk
but ever since 9.11.01, watch the wrist
'cause the time on it is borrowed, end of days, starts tomorrow
I'm just a job applicant, said my raise starts tomorrow..

ChristO
04-27-2014, 09:23 PM
....in regards to the christ bearer's incident,
if it was on 4.16.14...4.16.07, I seen some suggestions
on the bus I was boarding on my way from my breakfast
between johnson homes and norris, somewhere in north philly
to johnson and norris halls, va. tech someone killin'
about twelve and himself, when I crossed out a message
on my bus, I was schizzin'? maybe, I felt linked in
meanwhile this outside party from nyc scribblin'
shit on my bus like assholes, I would shit-stain 'em
"mind control, believe it not", but believe it or not
i'm a blood stain left at a' east harlem spot
it ain't occur to me 'til 4.23.05
luciano know, that shit ain't sweet at 215
but wutever tho', wherever the north star takin' you
the w8men should make they way to me for the sake a' you'z/u.s.
I ain't riffin', but I heard a closed mouth don't eat
I got more codes over beats for any code of the streets...

ChristO
05-01-2014, 10:54 PM
correction, the perp at va. tech killed 32 and himself, not twelve, making the body count 33 on the morning of 4.16.07.