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THE MASON
08-07-2010, 06:52 PM
War n Peace
a peaceful theologian spoke metrical poems through PC modems
holy, though mostly deemed theoretical like the prose of medieval Trojans
devotional slogans slowly molded to produce the erosion of evil omens
he chose puce and broke wholly loose from the moral corrosion of Caesar's Romans
he opened more domes than Homer and rode home like a lordless shogun
order restored by the reddened-sword holder whose warrior code is 47 Ronin
emboldened soldier glows hot releasin' shocks like nova explosions
unique flow pops like street-copped glocks leavin' hoe's optical lobes frozen

Bronze Feet
i express trains of thought that be wild west robberies
writtens by war and peace teach the philosophy
separations by degrees of dualities, fatal fatalities
concave chest cavities, crushing heart capillaries
synergy between the harmony of man and nature
stand much greater, enter into enlightened saviour
darkness of the creature exits through light of the seeker
forming formless formations with the guidances of teachers
serenity provides the warrior almost faceless features
proverbs are just words but the dagger is speechless

Sheepish
out the grass, bladed weapon tactician straight spittin
chakra knife style dripping wild in blood saw jason vs. freddy/
thought cha was deadly jurassic park mind meadowlark
razor barks shine bright dark as a death sick as sloth
coming behind the shades see depths in the graze/
check the stage explosive ways cipher in flames
desk top named “brett farve” by how far i've come/
if you furt the replay will be lamer than the farce
when you first came oh what I shat the tape got dubbed away/
get cha grumbling grambling when you's be scrambling
I be hampering emcees to stupidity like Ozzy Osborne/
came in with winds sought cha heads
section's we 9 apart and 9 combine/
tested for mental orders chess piecing
you rappers with more disorders accordingly/
now at the board certified rip raw hide found flies
drop anvils come from the wall with Magneto clones/
sitting in my throne I don't think the thing is known
if Chaos comes I'll one 3rd you like speaking without verbs/

Magma
Time is of essence though our essence is fined,
through corporate inseption our pennance is primed,
low be the soul when its indebted to time,
that is measured through work forever alligned,
forever intertwined the ropes together confine,
and hold back our goals oxidizing our minds,
like puce left out to the elements losing its shine...

I refuse to be blind and pay it no mind,
as suicidal times pull our children behind,
realise these designs implemented to pine,
wasting away the youth while still in their prime,
old men pushing laws to decay and confine,
the future generations now generated to die,
like puce left out to the elements losing its shine...

Abusing is fine when happening to you or I,
but once applied to them they stammer and cry,
the them i speak of are the ones controlling the globe,
unfolding the hows and and uplifting the knows,
sifting the woes and gift wrapping our goals,
tempting us with what the gifts can possibly hold,
obnoxiously bold they grin and outfox us with gold,
entrapped in a mode where they capture our soul,
The puce left out in the elements starts to look old...

SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
08-07-2010, 07:38 PM
nicenss

War and Peace
08-07-2010, 09:06 PM
yo Bronze dug in the archives!

nice flow, Bronze and LORD came highly correct and Magma anchored this one like a master

Sleep Sinatra
08-07-2010, 10:35 PM
bronze your verse on this shit is WILD...props G.

THE MASON
08-08-2010, 10:26 AM
peace Sleep and WnP, appreciate it

Sheep blackouted at the end of his vere:

came in with winds sought cha heads
section's we 9 apart and 9 combine/
tested for mental orders chess piecing
you rappers with more disorders accordingly/
now at the board certified rip raw hide found flies

and Magma always spits some grown man shit

unfolding the hows and and uplifting the knows,
sifting the woes and gift wrapping our goals,
tempting us with what the gifts can possibly hold,
obnoxiously bold they grin and outfox us with gold,

and WnP verse inspired me to follow up with what i wrote

Crackhead Bob
08-08-2010, 10:30 AM
http://l.yimg.com/ds/orion/us/omg/10wk31/geevb4otpksq67ey3nmm42cjo4/i2uwd4q/article_image.jpg

SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
08-08-2010, 01:15 PM
everybody did their thing

JIGSAW45
08-10-2010, 05:28 PM
Too many qoutables to mention but gawwwwwdammmmm!!!! Erry body came with the superlyrical. This would make a hell of a collabo,props to all yall,1

food for thought
08-10-2010, 07:39 PM
superlyrical is a good term to desricde this here

yall killed this shit and pissed on the grave lol goddam

everyone killed it good shit!!

war and peace murked it properly goddam.
a peaceful theologian spoke metrical poems through PC modems
holy, though mostly deemed theoretical like the prose of medieval Trojans
devotional slogans slowly molded to produce the erosion of evil omens


ahaha WHAT!! i fucking love it.

bronze feet sound like he had it easy as fuck coming up with his shit.

darkness of the creature exits through light of the seeker
forming formless formations with the guidances of teachers
serenity provides the warrior almost faceless features

niice.

magma killed it with ease it seems like and sheepish did his thing as well

good shit

War and Peace
08-10-2010, 09:56 PM
peace Bridgeport
and peace food for thought

J.T.S.
08-12-2010, 09:17 AM
big-up's to my brethren ya'll killed this shit illness by all spitters..