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    Some arrogant poetry for y'all:

    Superiority complex, lyrical authority over a majority of concepts/
    seniority on this convex orb, ya see, on this grammatical conquest/
    itís a fanatical process the way I forge this mathematical content/
    a monk who blow skunk on sabbatical, the projects is my convent/
    you can take me outta context but chu canít take me out the game/
    top five alive, shout my name, I push lame emcees out the frame/
    on top of that, I move caine, mary jane, and that boy for ya veins/
    avoidin that same shit, I spit knowledge for that void in ya brain/
    hereís a jewel: first rule of engagement, donít fool with the greatest/
    you a fool in amazement of the latest opus of dopeness I created/
    it seem like I was gone for ages, but now Iím back from my hiatus/
    I was busy gettin wages, havin foot races wit racists in police chases/
    I reached my oasis Ďfore I could catch more cases in them cages/
    them gates is outrageous, to turn a gracious imam to a straight sadist/
    but I made it around them bases, now Iím at home in the majors/
    magnum opus like Poe's Raven, I am Picasso in his latest stages/
    cuz Iíll leave you in braces like teenage faces, but itís permanent/
    cuz, I came from the firmament wit the worst intent on murkin it/
    I circumvent suckas in murderous tournaments, so stay subservient/
    donít get chin checked or wrapped around the neck wit a tourniquet/
    I fashion the planets like Copernicus, you canít match my swagger/
    dungeons and dragons, catch my drift or you goní catch my dagger/
    donít stagger out cha cave til you slaves hear the commander call/
    spittin space age rage, Iím like Alexander to yíall neanderthals/
    goddamn, Iím raw...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he living shife again, a life of sin got him right back inside the pen/
    fightin men wit whitened skin inside the lion's den where you find him in/
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he gettin high wit friends inside his den, but he won't invite us in/
    they smokin stank, sippin purple drank, I thank it's mixed wit Sprite and gin/
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he fightin Leviathans wit iron fins in holy waters where giants swim/
    scientists signed him in for assignment but tried to siphon then silence him/
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he hittin the iron and dietin', on his vitamins, potassium and niacin/
    gettin fire chin from a chocolate chick while a dime wit lighter skin is ironin'/
    Where Picasso been?
    Holdin pens in hope of openin a road to spend forever wit his closest friends/
    closin in on a podium wit a open grin while bulbs flash and lenses is focusin/
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he rollin stogies wit his homies, drinkin forties, watchin Maury or Nickelodeon/
    he's only in the dope spot, throwin opiates to the broken and the loneliest/
    Where Picasso been?
    goin in wit his boldest kin, a clique of Hussein Saddams and Bonaparte Napoleons/
    whose motives is: get the scratch, after that it's all irrelevant or erroneous/
    Where Picasso been?
    makin music like Paul Robeson, moments frozen in time, rhymin since the fallopian/
    Where Picasso been? Where Picasso belong: hanging in the Smithsonian....
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    fightin Leviathans wit iron fins in holy waters where giants swim/
    scientists signed him in for assignment but tried to siphon then silence him/


    BOOOOOM!

    GOLDEN ARMS REDEMPTION



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

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    again:

    fightin Leviathans wit iron fins in holy waters where giants swim/
    scientists signed him in for assignment but tried to siphon then silence him/


    BOOOOOM!

    you've reached that nearly impossible to attain level Prophet.
    Peace, awe and respect to you homes
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    'Forked tongue make painful kisses...........and fam, when you talk, then the angels listen.'

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    Quote Originally Posted by Prophet Picasso View Post
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he living shife again, a life of sin got him right back inside the pen/
    fightin men wit whitened skin inside the lion's den where you find him in/
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he gettin high wit friends inside his den, but he won't invite us in/
    they smokin stank, sippin purple drank, I thank it's mixed wit Sprite and gin/
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he fightin Leviathans wit iron fins in holy waters where giants swim/
    scientists signed him in for assignment but tried to siphon then silence him/
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he hittin the iron and dietin', on his vitamins, potassium and niacin/
    gettin fire chin from a chocolate chick while a dime wit lighter skin is ironin'/
    Where Picasso been?
    Holdin pens in hope of openin a road to spend forever wit his closest friends/
    closin in on a podium wit a open grin while bulbs flash and lenses is focusin/
    Where Picasso been?
    I heard he rollin stogies wit his homies, drinkin forties, watchin Maury or Nickelodeon/
    he's only in the dope spot, throwin opiates to the broken and the loneliest/
    Where Picasso been?
    goin in wit his boldest kin, a clique of Hussein Saddams and Bonaparte Napoleons/
    whose motives is: get the scratch, after that it's all irrelevant or erroneous/
    Where Picasso been?
    makin music like Paul Robeson, moments frozen in time, rhymin since the fallopian/
    Where Picasso been? Where Picasso belong: hanging in the Smithsonian....
    shit is banging, keep up the dopeness

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    ...jersey is in the building...ahight, solid...
    $%#&!

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    Picasso the pub patron, dubbed Prophet the Patriot Patriarch/
    got a bottom bitch wit a switch, I call her my favorite matriarch/
    matrix architect, agents project poison darts at the art I protect/
    the Ark I protect from blackhearted men that the darkness infects/
    scarf on my neck, I'm as fly as the insects your carcass collects/
    I'll bang rain in ya veins and ingrain my name in every part of ya flesh/
    I'm sparkin the techs in the arch of ya neck as you're parkin ya Lex/
    more moolah-minded than most, so multiple mulattos stay stalkin for sex/
    callin my nextel, hopin to exhale, but I don't need all of that stress/
    don't get all in a mess, but I confess yo bitch look raw in that dress/
    no bra on them breasts, I just sent her a message, and I ain't talkin a text/
    all that I said was I'm Usain Bolt, and would she mind if I joined her/
    I'm a hunnit meters from a million, and all I need is a Jackie Joyner/
    a stick-up chick performer, hittin licks for the bricks and the coinage/
    test it, in and out in eight seconds, it's a world record performance/
    we robbin politicians and lawyers in Porsches or emporium foyers/
    I got a gorgeous Delores, she's Foxy Brown and I'm Chuck Norris/
    you pay on a mortgage, I got blunts torched front porch at my fortress/
    you suspect ya chick is whorish, thru her cordless phone you forage/
    pathetic...now Prophet's droppin atomic bombs onto Fantasy Islands/
    hear the sonic boom then the mushroom cloud, now cue the violins/
    you ain't wildin, I can hear your fear due to violence thru the sirens/
    if apprehended then send a kite and you better stay true to silence/
    that rule is timeless, whenever, whether black skies or bluest climates/
    now Jakob is the new Timex and a Blackberry is the new papyrus/
    check ya back-log, the black plague is caged inside a computer virus/
    that infects thru the iris, violence by guys fightin over whos the flyest/
    not realizin that kis might open doors but bricks open windows/
    regardless I'm blowin indo, flippin dimes and nicks out my open window/
    don't come thru here if you don't know the info, that code is simple/
    since beats on the lunch table we been thug angels, though most is sinful...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    you ain't wildin, I can hear your fear due to violence thru the sirens/
    if apprehended then send a kite and you better stay true to silence/
    that rule is timeless, whenever, whether black skies or bluest climates/
    now Jakob is the new Timex and a Blackberry is the new papyrus/
    check ya back-log, the black plague is caged inside a computer virus/
    that infects thru the iris, violence by guys fightin over whos the flyest/
    not realizin that kis might open doors but bricks open windows/
    regardless I'm blowin indo, flippin dimes and nicks out my open window/
    don't come thru here if you don't know the info, that code is simple/
    since beats on the lunch table we been thug angels, though most is sinful...


    ^Yeah P!

    hypeness!!

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

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    fuck man, this guy, idk, why ain't he recording!!? Lyrically he's better than half the rappers out there.

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    From Levi's to Louis V is a long leap, my street ties got me movin D all week/
    my weed price for two or threes called cheap, got three times the loot I seen in aught three/
    I keep ties like dudes who be on wall street, if I need pies I'm to the E to call Creep/
    since I was knee high I been crackin the concrete, sellin sacks, packin a small heat/
    I keep mines under my broad's seat, and you should see the hawk that my broad keep/
    if I get caught deep in the Caprice with Bronze Feet, I won't let the laws speak/
    just call me a lawyer, by two or three we gon be off free, spittin some raw meat/
    you marks don't wanna spark beef, I'll put you on broad street with no car keys/
    to come against me is a tall feat, I'm the king of my zone and my throne is a tall seat/
    I'm a prodigy, I dare you to try to mob deep, I'm a royal sheikh, my shawl's sleek/
    my tongue pierces clean, my teeth saw deep, ya flawed fleet is small sheep that's all geeked/
    what do yall seek? battle rappin off beat, every rap is all sweet, this twelve here is just a small treat...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    ^lol.. dope!

    GOLDEN ARMS REDEMPTION



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

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    My words give life to gangstas like a racist judge/
    my life's in danger like a ranger, mayn, I'm slangin drugs/
    if they gave me life in chambers then my face won't budge/
    I'ma do the time in anger no matter who's case it was/
    what if Jesus was here, sittin somewhere behind the walls/
    cuz Judas signed a statement and didn't do no time at all/
    what if Peter was pimpin and got shot behind a broad/
    when James heard the glocks pop he was hid behind a car/
    and the fact is John the Baptist was murdered by a fascist/
    Lot's wife longed for long life carved on a cursed campus/
    no lie, now she lives at the shelter on a dirty mattress/
    Mary's ass was assassinated and replaced by a actress/
    surely laughless, pushin thirty, she's prematurely hapless/
    securely fractious, if you heard me you've seen the blurry blackness/
    travel the surly atlas til the world crashes off it's pearly axis/
    Picasso paints pictures on a thirsty canvass, this here is purely practice...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    just checked a few of these - super nice work homie


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    Superiority complex, lyrical authority over a majority of concepts/
    seniority on this convex orb, ya see, on this grammatical conquest/
    it’s a fanatical process the way I forge this mathematical content/
    a monk who blow skunk on sabbatical, the projects is my convent/
    DAMN!!

    Prophet P killin it

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    Here comes another masterpiece from the outer lands of Greece/
    sittin in my kitchen, watchin p rise in the pots and pans like yeast/
    all you see is powder, ash, and grease, police come, I'ma grab my piece/
    so solemn cuz the sour sands have ceased in the hour glass of peace/
    we wage war til we in the fed, dark days been cold as Winnipeg/
    Jack and Jill, it all went downhill when Milt caught one in the leg/
    now he in the pen, my close friend, sixty-three seems like no end/
    got no ends for his books, it's the thirty-first and it looks like no rent/
    so it's back to packin sacks so cheap, feels like I'm givin em out/
    start wholesale at a motel, now fiends follow me like a Twitter account/
    this the simplest route besides pullin pistols out in a simpleton's house/
    Sixx will sell you suckas anything but soul, stupid, this isn't Faust...
    Image is everything except the truth.

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