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    ...sure you right,
    I said that the bricks was mine
    the cain I'm working with? the stains a turnicate
    keep blood from flooding shit, the flames a furnace did
    some strange shit to the skin
    who naming next a' kin...
    ...plain and simple chips I collect like lays and 'em...

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    ...talks with my cousin G., he’s in jeru salem now
    just over the bridge, guess he used to it now
    othello style, mello’d out, still got him viewing a script
    can’t let any new bein’ in
    gave him tickets for a round-trip visit upstairs
    I said let ‘em know you alive when you go there
    I’ll protect the borderlinez because it’s no fair
    ‘til there’s no fair skin in a sense, saying prayers
    do get me collecting ways to get us saved
    but the black seed is my priority, it’s engraved
    in my national pursuit, and I been through the chambers
    of different hues of man, to get through to the strangers
    ...to try to pit me in the midst of the strangest shit
    a circus act, to have my psalms choosing the cannons
    why had God forsaken me? I had no undersanding
    as a child, cussin’ out the sky ‘cause mah’s a’ addict
    that was then, but now to die in the glory of a soldier’s
    a difficult task, Christ already died for our own sins
    I been just caught up in the moment, tussling my own twin
    for ownership, of the king’s dominion? that was on him
    I holds my own, this a notice, like all the foreclosures
    I’m making a living scott-free ‘til my lifetime tour’s over...

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    Quote Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton View Post
    the write hand of man rights with justice
    fires of lighting brushes
    retirees firin muskets lined with mustard
    riotous hustlaz cryin toughness but lie crushed
    cry the beloved country
    my mind rumbles and punishes thieves
    it all comes to me as I summon crumblin leaves
    my knowz stumble, runnin green
    ur king's destruction was conducted with ease
    I touch the streets' veins with the feet of Cain
    bleedin, the mysteries were plane from whence he came
    prince of the breeded page
    each is explained within the limits of your tenuous frames
    imprinted on sheets of rage
    my peace is a blade seperatin lame heads from vertebrae
    I spit reasons the seasonz change
    heartbeats rearranged by each rain the beast reigned
    the gleam of my teeth is so evil that most believe it to be fake
    but Frank, Yang, Skeez, cranes and snakes just ate the plate...
    ...ah'ight, one a' them golden bricks. ah'ight...touching the streets' veins with the feet of Cain...so, uh, simon peter would be the rock upon which the Christ will build his church...

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    Default Disciple Yang

    roses and thorns blow forms with focused borns
    leave ears of corn bleedin and torn
    relieved from sheets of notes evil unfolds
    local swarms of locusts swarm the forests
    the son's rays fade to orange
    conversations blank with the rage night skies poured
    this life line was made to order
    imagine mic tyson bitin the asian border
    sage sayings are hoarded page by page
    gavels and lifetimers combine ancient formulas
    pure euphoria rolled up in scrolls I choked to dust
    nuggets of gold broken and sold to customers
    get your Franklins sent three four tens
    don't leave a scent of interest for a tip, but I'll hand out pamphlets of metaphysics
    pressure's presence spits my lead grip
    headless in mists
    I'll always treasure your precious gift
    red necklaces drip from this edged script
    it's my pleasure to present Yang's ascent
    his weapons penned then rotated in your favorite language
    my collective strips slain metaphors' faces
    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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    Quote Originally Posted by ChristO View Post
    ...sure you right,
    I said that the bricks was mine
    the cain I'm working with? the stains a turnicate
    keep blood from flooding shit, the flames a furnace did
    some strange shit to the skin
    who naming next a' kin...
    ...plain and simple chips I collect like lays and 'em...
    this is too sharp to be handled casually
    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 Slim%

    camouflage clansmen stalk prey
    while cannons handle stock exchanges
    rock of ages
    candles lit are whipped by a desperate man's lips shakin
    Doctors deadpan patients after federally planned exterminations
    but then he's nervous, pacin, waitin for Frank to wake up
    then the frame combusts
    my creation sat straight and spat hate for months
    factions of eight confront lame ducks changin faces to play tough
    to get slain is nothin
    my penitentiary veins pump the sun's blood
    but I stumble slumped cuz crusts rumble when I strut
    my muscles are dust
    dozens of colors are corrupted when I suffer hits
    fuck your rubber shivs
    I stutter spit a Hiroshima blitz emotionless
    focused intent chokes my pens until we're both convinced
    this is overprint
    don't get it? then go listen to somethin else kidz
    this is for the slim percentages
    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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    Quote Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton View Post
    this is too sharp to be handled casually
    ...sure you right. picasso made intro at a precise moment...I could break down the potency of them few lines I keystyled, at a later time...scaffolds and building materials from undisclosed locations...allah is the all-seeing, all-encompassing...slim % tight...

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    Default My Depression

    I've have to meet an individual as frustrated as me....
    Cuz what they catch easily off the bank
    In my head is the biggest fish in the lake//
    I'm just struggle'in to keep drops of gas in my tank
    That symbolizes the strength of hope
    The price is ripp'in apart my soul//
    Tryna find what causes me to be incompatible
    Even though it looks like i'm fixed
    Both my hands are reach'in at a tool//
    Can you fathom a never end'in self evaluation
    Think'in i'd better turn to god
    Cuz my constantly my value's faint'in//
    You look forward to salutations,
    When your as down as me...
    Think'in extremely deep until
    Your sound asleep//
    Everything you onced loved don't matter much now
    Entertainment gets quick sanded and sucked down//
    Listen, i'm around the deamon daily
    It makes u say why,
    Like u see a mother with bleed'in babies//
    Depression'll change you, and convince u who you are
    Once you get the blindfold off your a superstar//
    Aint no knock'in it out cuz it will always keep fight'in
    Throw'in low blows,
    Its the reason i keep write'in//
    Just to manifest my thoughts and design a trap
    To lock this enemy up without the help of Prozac//
    Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 06-15-2008 at 09:49 PM.
    The dealer of hope is selling me lies
    Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
    This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
    Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
    Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
    For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)
    http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/sho...=25482&page=61

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    ...entertainment gets quick sanded and sucked down...how true...
    ...as far as the price a' gasoline...like what is it like to ask a queen
    to put the nozzle past her teeth, and suffocate 'til I splatter seed
    a good question, might not get it, 'til our earth exhaust its limit
    beforehand, corporate entities up the ante as the gimmick
    money's money is blood shed to cover land as a covenant
    the motherland drained for oil and gold, the other man wanted it
    and wanted us as a resource, we exhaust ourselves
    'til it's all-out hell? think we can define it all ourselves
    only one is abel to do that, but to prove that
    ain't what anyone should beckon, the reckoning ain't cool that
    way...ask me how I get the earth to move that way
    the truth hurts when she want work how I screw that way
    I'm soiled, remaining committed to the unforgiving sin
    my remains was diminished, my dust to the dirt for me to blend...

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    Quote Originally Posted by Bigot Hitman View Post
    I've have to meet an individual as frustrated as me....
    Cuz what they catch easily off the bank
    In my head is the biggest fish in the lake//
    I'm just struggle'in to keep drops of gas in my tank
    That symbolizes the strength of hope
    The price is ripp'in apart my soul//
    Tryna find what causes me to be incompatible
    Even though it looks like i'm fixed
    Both my hands are reach'in at a tool//
    Can you fathom a never end'in self evaluation
    Think'in i'd better turn to god
    Cuz my constantly my value's faint'in//
    You look forward to salutations,
    When your as down as me...
    Think'in extremely deep until
    Your sound asleep//
    Everything you onced loved don't matter much now
    Entertainment gets quick sanded and sucked down//
    Listen, i'm around the deamon daily
    It makes u say why,
    Like u see a mother with bleed'in babies//
    Depression'll change you, and convince u who you are
    Once you get the blindfold off your a superstar//
    Aint no knock'in it out cuz it will always keep fight'in
    Throw'in low blows,
    Its the reason i keep write'in//
    Just to manifest my thoughts and design a trap
    To lock this enemy up without the help of Prozac//

    bigot snipes em again

    you have a sharp linin on ur fro cuzin, just get them follicles twizted and we cool...
    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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    Quote Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton View Post
    camouflage clansmen stalk prey
    while cannons handle stock exchanges
    rock of ages
    candles lit are whipped by a desperate man's lips shakin
    Doctors deadpan patients after federally planned exterminations
    but then he's nervous, pacin, waitin for Frank to wake up
    then the frame combusts
    my creation sat straight and spat hate for months
    factions of eight confront lame ducks changin faces to play tough
    to get slain is nothin
    my penitentiary veins pump the sun's blood
    but I stumble slumped cuz crusts rumble when I strut
    my muscles are dust
    dozens of colors are corrupted when I suffer hits
    fuck your rubber shivs
    I stutter spit a Hiroshima blitz emotionless
    focused intent chokes my pens until we're both convinced
    this is overprint
    don't get it? then go listen to somethin else kidz
    this is for the slim percentages

    This is tight !



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

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    This is tight !
    see .5kutskeleton, like I said, slim %'s tight...
    $%#&!

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    Quote Originally Posted by ChristO View Post
    see .5kutskeleton, like I said, slim %'s tight...
    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    This is tight !


    I appreciate the support. Y'all cheffin the temples around here as well with J's flawless technique and the notes ATONE is soundin.

    they not ready...
    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 my vs 2:rising down

    who knew the grapes of wrath would taste this bad?
    I couldn't lace the 8 tracks
    so with my page I take this back to when cavemen dragged prey from the pack
    you can see what I spat leaves a magnetic resonance
    my mind's residents attack precedents
    no slackin pressha's grip
    this session's edges excise cancerous cellular bits
    towers of scalpels weather the elements
    but let the barest threat prepare their necks,
    mary-scented lessons drop everests on already headless corpses
    a-PEN-tices direct dark forces
    keys split the fleshy bark and sparks forests
    bronze palms darted and recorded on department boards
    devilishly devised torture devices dissolve the problem's source
    Halfkutt...
    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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    Now I must chime in and once again rhyme grim,
    Emit monoxide exhaustion and spit carbon toxin,
    And take a stand for all with wicked minds,
    Im findin it hard to withstand these sickened times,
    But when this corp storms mic chords,
    fortitude is ensured in the form of rhyme words,
    We rhymin' brutes is a force you cant dispute,
    So instead they prosecute for the supposed greater good,
    Therefore its up to us to restore natural order,
    Lead astray these helpless lambs thats set for the slaughter,
    So in closure, dont oppose behind closed doors,
    Get up and fight the war thats worth fighting for.

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