2.11.12 [from the clearance tablet]
'preciate the recognition...
...now, this entry might be a li'l more scientific, more deep, so be it..let's begin...
...you wu’men is like, yo...I’m not the mimicking type
so I need my w8man tonight and my wu’/w8men to fight for me
a figure of light, not luciferian slight...
..tho my name broken down was ant christ, ’96
flipped from ’69 when I was shot down to the lower south
s.p., the upside-down head with a’ open mouth
peninsula paralleling the bx peninsula too
phila. experiment, who knew? the names are a few
I ain’t perpetrating any fraud
sure ‘nuff wish I ain’t have to take this shit anymore
if I wish I could help the bricks
which ones of ‘em still tryin’ a’ play tough as a brick wall
joab destined to get y’all, r.i.p. y’all
see you in our location, I’m aiming to fit y’all in a pitfall
if I’m at galilee 2.15,
was I the scientist the catholic church tried to ostricize?
nobody’s in-formation, to scared to assemble into another continent
zionism mighta’ went,
but who breaking through the linguistics?
who making moves beyond physics that’s non-mystic?
is con shifting from lucille the bitch to the profit?
naw, the bitches is not shit if I’m not picked
if the background is my back to y’all gossip
when I turn around, guess what I’m in your mouths with...
..now, what about the nature of the bankers?
why is malcom x now chase manhattan?
hexed maybe...well, it just may be he asked for it
karma builds like past storage
those who don’t like what I’m saying, ask for me
might get lucifer playing like...
...since they don’t think what I’m saying’s right...
..shiii, luci’ cannot prophesize, he’s not a prophet
t’s just about the dollar signs..so I said he’s the profit
‘cause the people is often making choices to ruin my psyche
I’m a’ go on and write this out how I’m a’ ride this out, and it’s on y’all to find me
the wu’men hold the secret then, and lucifer will not win...
..newsflash, this just in: we gon’ miss u whitney, a native of brick city
but if the bricks was with me,
they wouldn’t a’ written on my brick wall..that was shitty
did anyone of ‘em survive joab? I’m not sure
but I was cursing out new jers’ beforehand just ‘cause 
and you can tell that gob a’ spit [from a.c.] on my dick that I’m real
I’ll be in a.c. looking for him..submit or die squealin’
I already showed I ain’t afraid of a gun to my head
I was killed so many times, but I’m not dead
so, they vowed to bury me alive, tho’ I have not lived
an obscure death is not my forte..don’t know how yet, but I kills..
Last edited by ChristO; 03-04-2012 at 07:49 AM.