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    and again the heavens have opened>

    brother Picasso, this

    wow-

    couldnt type what reflected my hype after reading this one-

    you got something beyond talent-

    a gift from the Most High yo-

    too bad for heads who cant recognize-

    another true masterpiece-

    honestly gotta go collect myself yo-

    peace-

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    Quote Originally Posted by Prophet Picasso View Post
    Mark this hour on ya calendar, you can end ya talent search/
    wordplayís high caliber rifles, but the vocabís a silencer/
    balancin Bibles and violence, Iím demolishin challengers/
    blood sacrificin Highlander wit twin polished Excaliburs/
    the last of the world marvels, spit words of pearl and marble/
    I came wit Amistad in a bottle, come unfurl the novel/
    keep the girls in a hostel, waitin to satisfy the legendary/
    I got plots in dark cemeteries, but a burialís unnecessary/
    cuz I live eternally like I been born again, but born in sin/
    torn linen wrapped around the cadavers of tortured men/
    prepare the sod, assassins in the synagogue swear to God/
    take off ya mink or lose yo cuban link like Terror Squad/
    respect the decalogue, thou shalt not cross the Messiah/
    I spit flames on yo terrain until you get lost in the fires/
    tossed in the mire, may yo soul expire in the swamplands/
    off-brand emcees get crushed like a tall can by a bronze hand...
    got damn this just scream creativity you got me in the 1st few lines you could cha talent search...omg you teach cats allot of about ripping dude ur nasty kudos 4 this man keep killing them fuck the haters

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    balancin Bibles and violence, I'm demolishin challengers
    blood sacrificin Highlander wit twin polished Excaliburs


    WHOA>

    i could have just quoted this, but i wanted to type it out to see how it feels to drop an unmeasurable gem-

    dope as can get, P-

    we gonna have to drop another snack soon-

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    Yo I seriously need to smoke a blunt and read this whole thread...

    That "Flying Quils" dart had me going nuts !!!!!!!

    Picasso is unreal...Colossal props man.

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    I still think Prophet Picasso is Killah Priest.

    This is better than a LOT of stuff I listen to.

    This shit is... ah fuck. I can't find the words.

    Best writer on here, hands down, so down the devil gonna get bitchslapped.

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    I was banished to the land of Nod, hunted impalas wit Nimrod/
    presented Moses the Decalogue, flipped tables in the synagogue/
    met wit Farrakhan and Wallace Fard, showed em Allah is God/
    I exposed Balaam’s facade, and joined Sengbe on the Amistad/
    paid Caesar’s taxes from the mouth of cod in the Jordan River/
    ate the holy scroll, then turned water to wine to restore my liver/
    born in Galilee, torn in Calvary, formed galleries of masterpieces/
    took bread from the hands of Jesus, wrote Paul’s grandest thesis/
    joined the school of prophets, but I dropped out and left the dorm/
    wore armor thru electric storms, I don’t fear no weapon formed/
    me and Lot drank bourbon, I was born, my mother was a virgin/
    I gave King James a version, in Durban I’m covered in a turban/
    I’m the first Zionist, I called Drew Ali “Noble Moorish Scientist”/
    formed alliances wit Judah’s Lioness, hit Goliath wit a iron fist/
    I traveled wit Enoch out to Vega, I am the Alpha and Omega/
    megaman Sega, Genesis chapter one, daylight and night creator/
    I prayed wit Noriega, threw hot darts at the Lost Ark raiders/
    I’m a lost art maker, man, I break fast at these pop tart wafers/
    playa, I’m a serial spitter, I sat wit Merlin next to spiritual rivers/
    flowin lyrical wizard material, imperial bacterial blizzards/
    durin the exodus I led the crowd as a bloomin cumulus cloud/
    thunder boomin aloud, mighty tremors consumin the ground/
    three days I was groomed in a shroud wit my humerus bound/
    me and Muhammad spoke profound, eatin shrooms by the pound/
    I threw crowns wit the elders bowed at the base of the throne/
    I embraced Sharon and placed witches in a lake wit the stones/
    as fauna like iguanas and piranhas ate they face and they dome/
    I scattered any trace of they bones at sacred places in Rome/
    sat wit Nostradamus, blazin a zone while we both ridin together/
    stayed survivin the weather while on a cold Poseidon Adventure/
    I’m indentured forever to wreak flows leavin a trail scorched/
    wit a hard gale force, I’m the reason you need to behold a pale horse...

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    I wanted to try something with simpler vocab and shorter bars:


    Before I was formed—I was sordid/
    before I was born—I was aborted/
    before I was foreign—I was deported/
    my oracles are historically recorded/
    by agents on hidden tape recorders/
    but I ain’t bakin eighths or quarters/
    that’s my aces, they can take ya order/
    while jakes invade and take ya daughter/
    I’m breakin water wit this global vista/
    my mindstate’s Priest, my vocal’s GZA/
    I’m at the local Sizzler wit a cocoa sista/
    my words dig deep like a posthole digger/
    the liquor on my liver, I let the indo flame/
    can’t stand the rain on my window frame/
    in this kitchen of mines, twistin a dime/
    hittin the pine, reminiscin on simpler times/
    in my prime, I used to spit simpler rhymes/
    me and my clique commit similar crimes/
    made descent, prisons came and went/
    Jah gave me pens so my pain could vent...

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    h ha, i thought you were doin a bid or somethin P-

    ^nice drop

    yo i'm ready to bake up another 'snack' whenever you are god-

    hit me-

    peace-

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    Today is the two-year anniversary of my liberation from prison. This verse is a different style for me, but I needed to pen something to commemorate this day for myself. They say that 78% of inmates get locked up within two years of they release. I'm beatin they odds:



    Two years since I got my view clear, a couple blunts, a few beers/
    new peers, a few tears fallen and smeared here on this blue sphere/
    piss-cups renew fears, led thru rear doors, D’s watch thru mirrors/
    pigs threw a few spears, but I’ve steered clear and persevered/
    heard jeers and sneers thru the cheers, but I veered into the clear/
    I’m so sincere, can’t believe it’s been mere years since that career/
    I kept Belvedere bottles near, a concrete pioneer stuck in gear/
    cold racketeer, robbed a few cashiers, disappeared out the rear/
    conditions was severe, my fo-fin was revered, Nextel to my ear/
    ran up big bills like Laimbeer, adhered to street-code pioneers/
    rolled wit chocolate chicks wit earrings the size of chandeliers/
    thick rears, we slung hard out the Cavalier, cruisin the frontier/
    the blue interior was austere, but it got me from there to here/
    she head-bob like Lanier, unaware of informants who interfere/
    Babylon volunteers, their sheer envy led me to a prison premier/
    listenin ears had me writin Dear Mamas from penitentiary tiers/
    wit killas and queers, gangbangers, slangers and molestors/
    nut-testers, dope-fiends who pester, I heard the old gods lecture/
    rockin polyester textures, I read Esther and served my semester/
    left the pen better than I came, throwin deuces to lame jesters/
    my ace said remember him and our friends wit lives sequestered/
    in Westville, tethered together in cold weather wit no sweaters/
    years wit no letters, deep in the nether regions of wherever/
    for whomever, Kenyon, Big Mike, Ready, DT and Trevor/
    separated from they Tashas, Biancas, Ebonys and Heathers/
    flocked together like birds of a feather, no room whatsoever/
    severed from they family for whatever cheddar endeavors/
    without no thoughts of whether things will ever get better/
    long as they’re never bound in leather when they pull the lever/
    dismembered in order to pacify a cruel system’s displeasure/
    however, I took measures to get out and seek a hidden treasure/
    but I will forever remember, o-six, the eleventh of September...

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    peace. yeah, that was peace. jersey needed that. shout to north jersey, south jersey, central jersey. feel me between here-and-there, or on either side a' that. and one. when I come through, let it be love then...
    $%#&!

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    dope P-

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    Quote Originally Posted by Shizzah View Post
    I still think Prophet Picasso is Killah Priest.

    This is better than a LOT of stuff I listen to.

    This shit is... ah fuck. I can't find the words.

    Best writer on here, hands down, so down the devil gonna get bitchslapped.
    it could be priest testing out material on us to see what works lol if so great, if not even more doper but who knows

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    Colorless brothers blaspheme a faceless god/
    nameless odds, hopeless homeless embrace the sod/
    investors chase the fog, c-notes become paper wads/
    racist squads of police miss the spaceship pod/
    makeshift gods are razed from Washington to Riyadh/
    political retards regard the panic, callin it Jihad/
    the streets charred and replaced wit glassy gold/
    reefa smoke emits from stores where gas was sold/
    the masses fold from the lack of soul nutrition/
    behold, a coalition unfolds from the old conditions/
    no longer controlled by trolls of the pope traditions/
    a bold transition to hope from the old suspicions/
    ascent of a gracious world amidst a spacious swirl/
    rivers of life flow slow thru twelve gates of pearl/
    mountains and lakes unfurl where once Lucifer flared/
    the spared remnant heir breathe in New Jerusalemís air...

    edit: added 8 bars:

    We'll fight the aims of soothsayers who plight to drain/
    the utopian frame paved over amber waves of grain/
    stained wit the blood of Cain, raised the bloodline of Seth/
    heritage of eternal life fights on the frontlines with death/
    in crunchtime we kept the covenant, righteous breastplates/
    flamin arrows, black apparel, a perilous checkmate/
    the blessed faith of warriors forced the gray hounds into hell/
    the housing of Sheol, this is two thousand and twelve...
    Last edited by Prophet Picasso; 10-16-2008 at 03:20 PM.
    Image is everything except the truth.

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    oh shit, this is the first time i read your work.

    Prophet Picasso, energetic dynamo, lyrical inferno.

    Seriously, the best so far...

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    word P-

    your index is made of pure gold-

    peace-

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