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    These rapper cats can't move me like the mountain to Mohammed/
    I'm droppin rubies out my kufi, drown in the fountains that I vomit/
    critical comments and conflicts cause congestion in my conscience/
    I'm convinced that constant nuclear conflicts create wormwood comets/
    through cumulus clouds that attempt to rain on my napalm parade/
    I lay in lawns of shade, playin a game of "stayin' calm charades"/
    I prey upon the brave because the cowardly surrender hourly/
    exhaustion empowers me to prowl on the crowds for my salary/
    I been sour ever since I came from Calvary, refreshed and renewed/
    a dude who will forcefeed this manna food to fools mug rude/
    unchewed, swallowed whole, follow the flow from the top of my head/
    church is dead, need a prophetic word, check my "Lost Tribes" thread/
    taste the bread, the wine I bled on the thread of facts called "Snacks"/
    Me and O dropped racks of facts, so hot they'd leave cracks in wax/
    and we comin back, so strap up and prepare, stare at Picasso's 'pieces/
    cats swear he's the last apostle of Jesus, razin Romes and topplin Greeces/
    a prominent thesis...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    word-
    'lost tribes' and 'snacks'

    serious-

    do not sleep-

    advanced lyricism yall-

    yo what up P-

    GOLDEN ARMS REDEMPTION



    'Forked tongue make painful kisses...........and fam, when you talk, then the angels listen.'

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    a calm emotion in the air quickly changes
    As angry mob cults with shotguns hop out of Rangers
    Some with bed wear decorations screaming
    demonic chant champs camp with Satan scheming
    The fire flaming wood sacrificial lambs are fleeing
    To get abducted and tortured the events won't make the news this evening
    Seeing enemies in my scope in their hands hangman rope
    Big muscle bound bandit types to rape men who drop soap
    We escaped to the cape in a stolen boat revolutionaies float
    Dufflebags filled with illegal toast Coast guard on my trail
    Jets over my head my nose filled with the stench of a coporate rotting hell
    the messengers warning ignored it's a worldwide war
    Were blowing choppers out the sky on this rocket propelled tour
    Were america's most wanted feds looking door to door
    Oppressors saying let's keep this secret dropping missles like Vietnam leaflets
    So while players trying to freak it were considered a deep threat
    My allies wiped out but the numbers increase my roots the deepest
    On the big brother emergency terror list my own cousin an informant
    It hurt to kill him but vital information he was telling them every morning
    Funny thing they already knew what he knew how we move
    so were 10 steps ahead i don't even go to the store to cop a loaf of bread
    Everything in the basement stored barricaded by titanium doors
    And enough ammunition to shine and slaughter in this war



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    peace, im flowin like a deadly disease
    my hands are al-ways stuck in the grease
    my job is really hard but i just get to eat
    worth it in the longrun and i cant wait
    til i can relax, and enjoy, life all day
    on the things im ready to face
    i been gettin pretty nice, with my surgical knife
    military medic imma save your life
    study all day and study all night
    i know real math, its the power the might
    the sights like starlight starbright over the night
    sing the song with me if you felt like thats tight
    my 18 guage, is like a critical strike
    thats a needle size, might i add polite
    as long as im around you will never go down
    just a little morphine, that will be it
    gonnna pick you up and get ready to sprint
    thats all i gotta do, to get you back
    just hold tight, i, callin the med-evac
    "line one are you open", no response.
    oh no its like vietnam, so here come the bombs.
    get burned in the hellfire spit,
    flew out like a magic spell, that burst from within,
    more where that came from, i will never give up
    im the rhahmin hospital corpsman, so listen up
    im in the navy i can be on a ship
    and with the marines, you guarnateed, im the shit.


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    I prime time mark mine dripping wit “Ooze”
    Crafting arc channeling digitized sparks/
    At odds wit words I curve wit balls pitched
    Clinch the pinch when necks get wrangled/
    It’s a tangled web you cats try n weave
    Best believe the most simplest line cuts your soul divine/
    Driven spires use the 18th letter coupled wit threes seen beyond means
    Cling to the chest test abreast treat cha mess cold steel I wield/

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    popping shots like it was patron in the zone
    I pass the bone after I shone
    I get so Big you'd think I was grown
    but not yet I'm Tom Hanks of rap
    on the road to perdition bumping a slap
    I got the kids in my loins riding to die
    never ask why Never gonna cry
    they mine they don't talk they kill and sign
    draw the line and pop em off
    its a never ending story way I sleepwalk through these lyrics
    shit nigga my eyes start to open I'd fear it
    never hear it I twist ya neck ask for a beck
    fuck underage I been held under rage like water
    I was baptised in anger so I regulate like a park ranger
    and I ain't ranger smith so I'm bound to treat Yogi diff
    no Boo Boo I be star trekking like Sulu
    never doubt a g sipping on yoohoo

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    Squad up swordsmen chopping blood all over your product
    Flying ninja stars duck the girls all pause like Kurrupt
    Two identities like Sean P. and Ruck nickel plated nina tucked
    Under the Gza shirt your girl birthing a rap seed I'll abort the birth
    There's nothing new i smoke the ports mc's get tortured with torch
    Verse reign ignite firewater to cremate cats and fortify the earth's grain
    Gem stones hidden in my bones deflating pumps in the game
    No shame I'm lowdown and dirty spit it early reaction damaged trains
    and blew planes and choppers out the sky lines multiply
    In line dimes smash em fine Victoria secret time
    Seek and find finale dead cops laying in the alley
    Were in the squad car delegating born god rallies
    From clarks to ballies kicks stay crisp
    God u hold me down and who I'm with
    Silencers quiet spits ill retire rich and fight pits
    In gravel pits bagging chips slashing shit
    Case open files smoking connect the dots calm
    Constipated getting my drop on shitty songs
    if I'm wrong I'll make corrections
    Bringing terror like masta ace masked face when i crash the place
    Spill the liquid as I'm liquored to pull out and piss in your face
    Run the place boss expose your true occupation like Rick Ross
    While you starve begging the under boss for crumbs get lost
    show love and respect or your face will be left with defects
    Free the vets me and cons connect to leave the beast soak and wet
    Fuck swagger i'm a jewelry jacker and house nigga uncle tom clapper
    And these artists are slave cause they don't own their masters
    Step in my space and get shipped out of this world courtesy of Nasa
    Loved by white dime in Nebraska i make them cum faster
    Young shaft loved by my connects cause i make them math
    I bake and bash and blow up more rivals than a plane crash
    How long will the lame last? until diaster strikes
    Many speaking the struggle but their not living the life
    Type that are killers on the mic but homos in real life
    Despite the bullshit i speak words blunt women i pull quick
    a king like solomon humble when i do this
    See cats act real hard behind computers
    Talking like their shooters when their softer than hooters
    Last edited by Mantra; 11-10-2008 at 12:24 PM.



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    When you play my music, warfare in the air makes it humid/
    my trueness makes me God-like, my failures make me human/
    my taylor makes my tunic, Chuck Taylors tied wit fat laces/
    we field mice in rat races, R.I.P. shirts graced wit black faces/
    decades faced for crack cases, doomed to be street tycoons/
    that die soon, if you's in my shoes, you'd be knee-deep in haikus/
    blown as typhoons, stalkin the street, walk in my feet for a mile/
    I'm so free wit my style, so many crumbled rap sheets in a pile/
    discreet cuz every word I speak is recorded by police in a file/
    my life is deep in the the Nile, or is it my mind is deep in denial?/
    am I missin the big picture while I'm steppin on feet in the aisle?/
    I'ma keep bustin til I give Jennifer Hudson a reason to smile...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    Christianity is dead and Islam is on the next chopping block/
    I walk wit God like Enoch, we talk like old school confidants/
    he said he once gave me a vision, but it got killed by religion/
    filled wit division, I left Westville, but I'm still in a prison/
    still spit derision, Jah, my feet are coarse from walkin this course/
    child support and divorce, in court facin judges wit no remorse/
    Lord said "of course, you thought you got it better than prophet's before/
    but you gon stay poor until you understand a prophet's reward/
    it's easy to feed your sons, or come home and hug your daughter/
    but it takes more than a father to give your foe a cup of water"/
    But would he take the offer? He'd be afraid it'd make him softer/
    "Son, look at David's psalter, he made it but he ain't the author/
    I gave you a talent, now allow me to use it to achieve my will/
    I'm just askin you to sow a seed, you ain't gotta glean my fields/
    just go in the booth for truth, write until yo notebook is filled/
    spit from ya spirit, and I promise you the lyrics is finna be ill..."
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Prophet Picasso View Post
    When you play my music, warfare in the air makes it humid/
    my trueness makes me God-like, my failures make me human/
    my taylor makes my tunic, Chuck Taylors tied wit fat laces/
    we field mice in rat races, R.I.P. shirts graced wit black faces/
    decades faced for crack cases, doomed to be street tycoons/
    that die soon, if you's in my shoes, you'd be knee-deep in haikus/
    blown as typhoons, stalkin the street, walk in my feet for a mile/
    I'm so free wit my style, so many crumbled rap sheets in a pile/
    discreet cuz every word I speak is recorded by police in a file/
    my life is deep in the the Nile, or is it my mind is deep in denial?/
    am I missin the big picture while I'm steppin on feet in the aisle?/
    I'ma keep bustin til I give Jennifer Hudson a reason to smile...

    whew breathtaking!



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    I put it on the line trife styles from the God
    Coming of age rage against the machine squads
    Lobbies bombed move everyone out except frauds
    Fresh flows blossom ripe bars watch me ban all stars
    Flick starring the evil heavy like Shaq diesil dog
    Hard to be bitter many big up the spitter in the blog
    Your either God or Devil or claim a thoro level
    Spot blowing rebel pockets full of pebbles
    Stones, and rocks artifact collector in the ghetto
    Uncommon valour were the poor causlties of war
    Rugged poet scribing my scriptures on door
    walls, and buildings marshmellow fellow i'm killing
    Villian in black cat, raps one in a million
    Dimes swallow my feelings sexual healing dealing
    i respect them never stress them, still their kneeling
    One of the big boys that became a man power drilling
    eat the toast packed beef raffle baffle blasts
    Grass stashes, hats by my hatchets
    B.E.T. hater sons madder than San Fran faggots
    When Cali banned Gay marriage
    You baby mc's get pushed in the carriage



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    I dabble in realms unknown to the common human form/
    reborn, I refuse to conform to the expected usual norm/
    I've torn thru elctrical storms at the brink of the sky/
    at the edge of life, ready to dive in the blink of an eye/
    I'm drinkin in times of rhymes, grind to collect my funds/
    inkin these rhymes of crime the whole time I'm on the run/
    I'm on the gun sight of the blind eye of my one adversary/
    while twistin syllables into bulletholes in his vocabulary/
    left em in a casket buried, hopin it's all unreal and imaginary/
    facin up at worms and dirt in a sarcophagus sanctuary/
    his mask was scary, but I took a peek beneath his facade/
    decided he needed to be robbed of his superficial gods/
    his chain and his watch, they was dropped into my palms/
    now he reaks of embalming fluid and his heartbeat is calm/
    say that I'm wrong, but I blame it on this inner faze/
    interfaced wit sin and grace, awaitin my next pistol case/
    my soul's been erased along the walls in this endless maze/
    my equilibrium is gone, my heart's colder than winter days/
    enter the crazed painting of Picasso displayed as a collage/
    unless you want a bullet lodged I suggest you get the fuck outta Dodge...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    cant dodge these slugs wrath that chop thugs in half in this blood bath
    division by gun math, i subtract your ranks with multiplied straps
    original rude bwoy like shabba ranks, those who wanted battle spanked
    slaughter cattle with this hollow ammo, yaint worth a bullet, get shanked
    i move invisible like hollow man, oh, plus i split ya fam up like a divorce
    domestic violence, home entrance get forced, leave em dead on the floors
    pure adrenaline sweat thru my pores plus im drinkin on some Redbull
    make all yall mothafuckas plates seem edible, i know that yall expendable
    bendable like cardboard so how in the fuck yall wanna start war
    ill knock u bitches into next year, a pistol whip induced time warp
    dispensin comas plus i smell the aroma of pussy like a blood hound
    wont call u superman like three doors down when u land three floors down-
    from tryin to fly off the roof like the matrix, haters get pasted-
    all on the pavement, from bullets rainin like water they gon get basted
    tryin to replace this, put u in a wooden box to the left, to the left
    fuckin with me, its you or me, cuz this lil fella a killa to the death

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    we do this right hit a dike until the massive kicks from the shoe sign British knights
    My fetish fights drop a cop from a karate chop before the pig reads my rights
    No slight interruptions while verbal volcanoes erupting
    Rupturing wings of a guardian angel and puppets i cut the strings

    hands flashy lord of the rings street sorcerers guaranteed to disappear with your cream
    Bloodstream scenes give shell shock the flashbacks made you wish you were scorching in hell hot
    Rugged drops that mangle any man caught in the web of the continuous plot
    Last edited by Mantra; 11-18-2008 at 02:23 PM.



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Vapor action i vaporize mc's with incredible drive
    rush and stage dive then slide off with the wisdom by your side
    Cruise the city side had her mouth open wide by crosstown
    A dis on a record is another record exec boss found
    eyes closed i abduct souls to join mine
    The more captured the more power
    fixed demolition bombing like the towers
    Wiseguys aging to wither like flowers
    packing god-u's for the final hour



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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