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    Default morpheus' lament

    South CHIolin winds howl past great lakes
    ashes wasted on lames fakin foul
    no traces of powder
    my patience is power risin
    crowded lines of men pacin
    contemplatin the heights of this Dart Tower of light
    the hour is nigh
    christ and the twelve disciples strike divine ciphers
    the blind die of thirst
    bleedin ice water, drinkin wine till they burst
    the first shall be last
    blasted shell burst shatters glass
    a carpenter's passion crafted the madness of his passage
    but after the laughter he revealed pain and mathematics
    the chains of middle passage
    rain and the sadness
    refugees beg change from those that had it
    it never came and the situation was deemed tragic
    faced with truth some choose to sleep in their caskets
    I dream of blastin chips
    breathin plastic visions and attackin the system
    this assassin is viscious in givin foes damage
    focused on classics I close this chapter on broken programs
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    the slow flows of opponents drip
    from broken bits of bones chipped
    focused and cold against the skin
    locust rotate, then blow the gate infection
    infiltrate corrections
    lungs inflate with rigorous training methods
    yang's image reflected in ponds
    peasants get bombed relentless
    this minister with swift palms spits calm scriptures
    psalms written on bronze columns split rivers of thought
    rotten timbers are dropped into bottomless depths
    as I contemplate the politics of death
    blazin hollowtips plot on alarm clockin rest
    consecrated and concentrated it hit's Jayhova's witnesses
    they only apprentices
    hydrogen tinted winds blow fences in
    expose scrolls with cold pens
    opponents fold, chokin on focused strength
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    Default Dizzy's Dirty Done N

    u no con, u a con's vic
    i revolve on ur nonsense
    in calm waters i'm the shark's fin
    devourin cowards and competition
    get showered in shit
    rounds powered for strong distances
    crowdin senses with lyrics
    powdered and sifted to sniff
    who gives a shit u bombed first?
    kid's like dizz can kiss my con-verse
    ur long search is over cuz this bastard
    know who the master is, shonuff


    did em in wit da dirty dozen!!
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    i put knights in rotation
    seven nights of formations
    patiently placed
    perfectly balanced blades decapitatin lames
    then vacate premises on late breakin apprentices
    senctences delivered only evidenced by
    silent killers with high temperatures
    silk-slippered liars firin from concealment
    tiltin pillars, blinded
    rainin fire on philistines
    pain and cable wire built me
    brains drained and encased with wrenches filthy
    dented timbs, my feet
    whisperin wind when I speak
    defenses brief
    but every bone is chilled by what kut spilled in the streeets
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    Default Dark Towers part 1

    The man in black fled across the desert
    and the gunslinger followed
    upon my neck, the sun's pressure
    sands swim and shift makin it difficult to swallow
    squint against the wind with cupped hands
    dust and sand in competition with a hollow man
    followin plans demanded from the heavens in a loud voice
    now drownin in an unleavened land's famine
    mentals crippled
    his sinister choice to continue his voyage by sevens
    severin connections to kin and confederates lessened the human links
    but it allowed him to cleanse his clouded dreams
    and do the brutal things needed
    greeted by beautiful demons
    servin burnin drinks guaranteed
    to kill the chill of the earth's surface heat
    thirst is a curse of the weak
    and my tongue is the first to peak when the furnaces speak
    survey a landscape deserted and bleak
    burnt trees reach for the moon's red eyes
    while a fool's wickedness convinces him
    he was confused when testifyin
    I choose the direction of mice and men
    as I blew death across the depths
    through icy fingers with wind
    the connection strengthens
    optic twigs extendin
    sharper images scripted
    taken apart by agent armed syringes
    they missin a single digit from start to finish
    spit shards and slivers
    darts dipped and twisted with the hardest particles in existence
    thin and malnutritioned
    south CHIolin spits the distance
    tempted by demons
    I grit teeth, shift heat, and keeep trippin
    my arsenal of parchment is missin sheets
    but once started there's no stoppin my the mission's completed
    pawns in positions to reach ranks unseen by mere mortals
    peer in this soul's portals
    evil bleeds in large portions
    waitin to recieve orders to pour through
    tortured, boiled, and brewed
    I've been called the Destroyer of Truth
    Bones, broken and bruised, spoke the soil and grew
    voyages in excess of 100 proof
    fools get hunted in schools, usually
    platoons of harpoons
    marchin to the tunes of ranks and files
    ninja gaidin over spaces, escapin from shaded to blank tiles
    8th ranked with basic styles
    don't get frustrated, this shit takes a while...
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    descend hip-deep into the wilderness
    venomous techniques sink into my victim's systems
    rings glint on hidden fingers
    lingering evidence of inked messages:
    breathin leaves breathless
    killa bee sting wreckage
    street connections leavin debris
    and sneakin weed into heaven
    policies? my beats address it
    cuz when I reveal lessons it's like steel's undressin
    kneel when I bless it
    stretchin my thought's collective across sections
    wrestlin with godless prophecies sent to mock me
    innocence spent as property in this devilish monopoly
    precious particles bartered as cheese
    astonishingly
    friends can't tell us apart from enemies...
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    bomb cities and study continents
    borne aloft in the clutches of strong winds
    this black hawk the fallen among bronze men
    follower of da god's callin
    parchment armored, the strength is in the scriptin
    precision positionin, pen and pixels built with conditionin
    buildins tremble when timbs kick hinges in blatant
    staircases littered with spinnin spent casins
    forbidden and ancient debates are raised by ignorant masses ragin
    face the ultimate temptation:
    kill your master and cross the stage at graduation
    I can taste the contemplation as it races against ur mentals
    the pencil's face is blunted confrontin instrumentals
    stumblin, pacin over situations any bum's been through
    gritty extended tools gripped foolishly can still shift tense degrees
    my prints, leavin a child's innocence in the streets
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    WORD!!! tell ya man, boys got some definate skillz and am talking mad skillz, respect mate. thats last one that starts "bomb cities and study continents" is proper tight!
    The high density, entity, essentially on a kill frenzy
    Holy gun blade, night shade bullets soaked in benzene
    Casting 18 spells of thundaga, unholy seed of sparda
    Anti-gods formed the shield a hold, am the martyr in armour
    White trash beautiful, see me at your funeral
    Wearing a full white track suit screaming out fuck you
    My kun-fu, getting my katana stained vermillion
    Killing zombies like leon in a decrepit building..

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    spin the axis of evil
    the real deal is nothing compared to what the people's craftmen could teach you
    steel-capped steeples projected
    from achilles' heel revealed weapons
    never healed connected to stretcher wheels
    freshmen fear copper bits thrown
    choppers shiver and bit chrome
    midget clones get split
    arsenic darts bubble and spit hawked into the wind
    cartriges arc and spin toward targets
    heartless artistic armor pierce tip lyrics
    charted at a fingertip's distance apart
    at this instant this niggaz art was fenced in as business
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    driven infinite distances
    by an addiction to swift penmanship
    blackened lips crack and split when I attack this script
    first to spit and last to split
    casually tip ashes spilt on my casualty's caskets
    foul, I bleed black ink rapidly
    black steeds travel the middle passage
    cracked, savage and foreign
    peasants lack the courage to grasp thorns
    imagine thoughts formed
    glass shattered when this dart was born
    trapped and torn, Judas adapted by mornin
    stood back and laughed at the fools in black mournin
    his fuel, a bloodstorm stored within
    breath stinkin of red drinks
    he unleashes the forces of sin
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    my onion is peeled easily as long as ink bleeds from me
    heated chess pieces connect with chests weezin
    my chemistry feeds on wreckage and debris
    never secondary degrees
    my sessions are feasts for creatures like me
    gleamin white teeth, classic ree's, wrinkled jeans and white T
    my wings beat wind makin the night scream again
    flyin iron bites skin, silent presicion
    linemen in position firin quiet scripts
    even lies can live when idiots like minded persist
    pride in a system where innocence didn't survive
    how are we right to listen to old men hidin?
    pride rises, lightinin strikes subside behind mountains
    rounds fountain from fountain pens aroused
    one page of powder cuts deliberation by an hour
    40 eigths of power get crowded in a 12 guage
    each shell a hammer for clamorin bells of rage
    tales of the tape, tears fell from faces
    share a cell with this terror-wrist blazin
    bred from scripts ancient and forbidden
    raised by killas that raised pyramids hidden
    swift brick defense
    tipped pitches still hit the fences wobblin
    palms the length of dennis rodman
    skeletons printed cause some kid's problems
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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    the black knight rides a white horse
    lined and chopped fine, it snorted
    both pointed (in their minds) on a righteous course
    behind boards old timers crouch on porches
    scorchin heat relieved briefly by pourin drinks
    icy, spiked with hennessey
    weezin, disease-ridden breathin
    2 old enemies that can't settle things until they kill a king
    one mandarin reveals his rings
    building a dynasty raining fire and debris
    the tyrant, an iron king, the lying thief
    the dying priest confiding lifetimes of heinous crimes on lines and paper
    files and ranks arranged by eights and other arthritic digits
    long division gets misted by the addition of medicinal spliffs
    bishops play positional games
    heaters wet, beads of sweat drip from gray
    ancient techniques are taken from beaten chests
    each defeat a lesson, after lectures fees are collected
    wirelessly connected, each is infected with virulent methods
    the second linesmith's skeleton detonated
    sections decimated, his lyin bitch threatened mate
    dedicated linemen positioned in a dyin defensive cage
    one side replied with elevated ranks
    the mistress rises, silent assassinations sans traces
    both old men vanish, replaced with a recognized face
    divided by a sinuous line, one side white
    the other colored by the blood of yang
    study terrain, stomach plains, and flood caves in one day of precipitaion
    done with son's games, I stun lames with sunrays
    puncture names and crush frames with dusty blades
    my bloody face busts racin from the stomachs of named victims
    this insane system envisions us as slaves visitin
    whips and chains, our own anger imprisons us
    agents within slay the innocence remainin
    but you pretend it's games, the matrix never existed
    definitive citizens in the wickedness of Babylon
    businesses experiment on denizens
    troubled government representatives are bugged and listen
    secret clubs speak with slugs that whistle like crickets
    indicted for principles I'd die before violatin
    the stone giant is patient
    pacin flames sedated, embracin the trials of Satan
    fiery lakes are painted from stages in shades of gray
    these days you pay to play
    myriad paths are paved with grave intentions
    shaved thin, ranks of fake friends are eliminated
    the simplest bladesmith
    seperatin craniums, the ragin tempest
    Last edited by BornPower; 05-11-2008 at 01:01 PM.
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    love the feedback...
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    Default Call Me Frank

    deadly experimentation
    the undead, scripures and swift blades
    slayer intent, veins slit drip spades
    the IL-est shades revealed since this day
    once chiseled in clay, my fissures have claimed domain over souls sold in anger
    exchanged for fake favors and suspicious respect reclaimed by bank agents
    outside a storm rages
    shouts raised by villagers aroused
    pillaged crowns, gems drift in clouds, it gets louder
    a hulking mound of CHIolin gets up and pulses with power
    devourin ducks, shufflin strut deliberate
    begin the hunt, my pen is pumped to dump on illiterates
    disappear from senses
    International Business Minds digitize
    a deserted village the only evidence witnesses existed
    lonely scrolls drift in the wind
    expended energy willed into a physical manifestation
    my manner is patient
    samson's cannon pacin, handlin a blazin blunt
    ancient blades unrusted wrote
    veins bolted face front broken
    spoken spells cell-honed
    listen,
    it's edges still rasp against stone
    assassins attack thrones
    I sit back blastin a bone
    laughin as they fall gaspin graspin their own throats
    I gas chambers provoked
    flashes of flames controlled
    bastards claim the gold, but end up slain
    souls drained by the cold flesh of yang
    chef of devilish fame, i select delicate sections of brains
    eat the breakfast of undead kings, hunter of heaven's rings
    the deadliest sweets sprinkled with the last breath of spring
    a mid-winter's night dreams frost forests and trees
    orange leaves underneath my boots and fatigues
    my oven's unlimited heat melts through onions and shelled beets
    so what you gonna tell the police?
    single syllables the extent of my intelligent speech
    felony schemes belonged to the breathin me
    but genes evenly distrubuted executed rebellion breeds
    headless and bleedin on skella-vision screens
    cadet's lyrics scream diluted and confused
    I prosecuted them for prostitution of gems
    I executed
    and the rest of you drifts in the wind
    Last edited by BornPower; 05-19-2008 at 12:47 PM.
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    One Japanese man wrote of five rings
    samurai to no king
    his scrolls depict scenes with senses keen
    simple, it speaks swiftly
    shifting easily between key beaten
    leaves drift, speared quickly by pen-tipped beez
    spin six degrees with a sixty clip breez
    evidently imprinted with crispy reez
    read the script, fiends
    bleedin lips need a hit of me immediately
    creaky old limps limp tilted
    filter kids through inhuman blueprints
    true strength built near hills, close to wilderness
    my fuel revenge
    friendships ended develop into a bitter trust
    quit pretendin, the jig is up
    no dents or chips of rust can be committed with beginner's guns
    get ur digits crushed by this number munchin wizard spittin lungs
    mud consistency, blood conspiracies pumped eurythmicly
    I struck system leaks plugged into structures of heat
    crumble tunnels under rumblin streets
    dumm fucks suffer defeat when confrontin these fatigues
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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