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    Default Midwest Testament

    Corrupted by greed, our arts are being used by the larger percents as a springboard into the masses' consciousness. They poison the seeds with stereo-typical images, infect them with a lust for their fifteen minutes of nothing.
    I don't have a cure. Extensive testing has shown that I can kill the virus one vector at a time with this...




    data roams in the blackness of this bastard's handcrafted catacombs
    I sadly draft a lastin opus to passin ghosts
    this is Jack's lack of hope
    elope with my foe's screams,
    four rings,
    soldiers compose focused beams of energy
    grasped by claw-tipped gauntlets
    columns of tall scripts get robbed by plottin bishops
    knotted properly, fallen trees become the god's property for small fees
    lost products of fiends cause problems in fatigues
    don't bother me for thirty threes
    I grandfathered killa beez perfectly
    while u run from shots heard on the breeze
    lettered shepherds turn flocks with degrees
    guts bottomless, I feed on greed, lust, gluttony, and envy
    sloth crawls across my watch's ticks
    dodge depth-less charges, the arsonist
    my particles drift with darts spinning righteous paths
    the god's die were cast, the attack of pride and wrath
    titans clash,
    writers tap ashes on ate five passages
    blank lines get cashed in
    as expected, my anorexic battin average collapses crab legs from the Alps to Aspen
    avalanche spit talentless blackSMITHS
    my antennas are tapped in for action
    after the blast shrap-pens re-enact ur lack of defenses
    militant winds are conscripted against phantom menaces
    ransoms are regimented
    implemented by fiscally demented mental patients
    physically dependent on pages
    risen from a river of razors
    Mr. Wizard figures the slimmer equations
    sinister saviors deliver digital angels
    winter's whistlin blade of ice awakens minds
    agent designed mazes get infiltrated by mines
    my diamonds shine as constricted blizzards of coal controlled solely
    filthy souls filtered in a killer's grounds
    off-kilter rounds,
    Adolf Hitler triggers gorillas buildin bigger mounds
    lyricist lounge niggaz, scissors and stitches given
    niggaz in position bear witness to prepared crimson instruments
    self-aware,
    shells are never spared penance
    in this rare instance seen,
    Blair witch technique is paired with the flesh of kings
    restless,
    my messages connect with webbed wreckages onscreen
    treacherous scenes get plots twisted
    the evil doctor, revisited
    shots licked by senior citizens sheet rocks and keep spinnin
    easily taught, the hawk's discipline is art exhibited
    all heart, part prison sentence
    targeted princes part with forensic prints 4 a pittance
    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 LI7...pardon, I ain't stalking, just recognizing as usual. need to be more cats spittin' as consistent I figure, with that kinda' motivation in-mind. lol...land of lincoln...law of land...
    $%#&!

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    hunters stalk in their homelands with impunity and you've shown other vermin (prey) how sharp ur blades are. real recognize. Feel free 2 expound, your angles (angels?lol) are always welcome.
    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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    damn son u spitting flames

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    bow to the midwest

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    Quote Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton View Post
    Corrupted by greed, our arts are being used by the larger percents as a springboard into the masses' consciousness. They poison the seeds with stereo-typical images, infect them with a lust for their fifteen minutes of nothing.
    I don't have a cure. Extensive testing has shown that I can kill the virus one vector at a time with this...




    data roams in the blackness of this bastard's handcrafted catacombs
    I sadly draft a lastin opus to passin ghosts
    this is Jack's lack of hope
    elope with my foe's screams,
    four rings,
    soldiers compose focused beams of energy
    grasped by claw-tipped gauntlets
    columns of tall scripts get robbed by plottin bishops
    knotted properly, fallen trees become the god's property for small fees
    lost products of fiends cause problems in fatigues
    don't bother me for thirty threes
    I grandfathered killa beez perfectly
    while u run from shots heard on the breeze
    lettered shepherds turn flocks with degrees
    guts bottomless, I feed on greed, lust, gluttony, and envy
    sloth crawls across my watch's ticks
    dodge depth-less charges, the arsonist
    my particles drift with darts spinning righteous paths
    the god's die were cast, the attack of pride and wrath
    titans clash,
    writers tap ashes on ate five passages
    blank lines get cashed in
    as expected, my anorexic battin average collapses crab legs from the Alps to Aspen
    avalanche spit talentless blackSMITHS
    my antennas are tapped in for action
    after the blast shrap-pens re-enact ur lack of defenses
    militant winds are conscripted against phantom menaces
    ransoms are regimented
    implemented by fiscally demented mental patients
    physically dependent on pages
    risen from a river of razors
    Mr. Wizard figures the slimmer equations
    sinister saviors deliver digital angels
    winter's whistlin blade of ice awakens minds
    agent designed mazes get infiltrated by mines
    my diamonds shine as constricted blizzards of coal controlled solely
    filthy souls filtered in a killer's grounds
    off-kilter rounds,
    Adolf Hitler triggers gorillas buildin bigger mounds
    lyricist lounge niggaz, scissors and stitches given
    niggaz in position bear witness to prepared crimson instruments
    self-aware,
    shells are never spared penance
    in this rare instance seen,
    Blair witch technique is paired with the flesh of kings
    restless,
    my messages connect with webbed wreckages onscreen
    treacherous scenes get plots twisted
    the evil doctor, revisited
    shots licked by senior citizens sheet rocks and keep spinnin
    easily taught, the hawk's discipline is art exhibited
    all heart, part prison sentence
    targeted princes part with forensic prints 4 a pittance

    this was dope man/1



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

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    blessings are manifested upon the warriors of our culture, the dartists of our cartel.

    Sheep, you doin it big with the 9 project and I'm waitin to hear more of TSA's killer limited editions.
    JTS...hey, aint nothin to say about the god. lions roam the streets, J's teeth sink deep (haha!)

    Tone, I'm waitin for you to jump down on this!

    I plan on this being an exploration of concepts...

    follow me
    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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    woooooow very nice rap musics!!!

    you be famus staar in future

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    mountains shift,
    compounds split when the powerful sit with chisels
    hourly mental ginsu
    potential never limited to witnessed pencils
    wrenches are tools to spin nickels
    spoons bend physics to fit my mental images
    line of scrimmage penalties for little feet
    caterpillar fleets,
    blackness feeds on masses meek, the fattened sheep
    asleep on ladders with tactical reach
    adders attack while the dramatic grasp asps
    one the last to run tasks, no guns and badges
    somehow all my cabbage is funneled into plastic
    tunnel-vision is fundamentally lastin
    plugged in pentiums dump unwanted attachments
    front runners involved in our national distractions
    watch madmen rally rabble as battallions travel distances
    catch the glass baubles dropped in Babel's gravel pits
    gavel batters strut hits,
    duck walks expensive,
    conduct digits to construct rivets in troubled villages
    bubblin kitchens plummet positions,
    strugglin lyricists get plucked by the fifth's dumbest divisions
    wipe dust, crumbs and spit from my pitted and rusted chrome
    sentenced depictions are the business of lungs flown
    risen from the pits of the once-known,
    crumblin bones are the Host I hold alone...
    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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    sinister saviors deliver digital angels

    mmmph.

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    Quote Originally Posted by ThaShaolinAssassin View Post
    sinister saviors deliver digital angels

    mmmph.
    ^^^
    i was watchin the preview for "Watchmen"...

    lol
    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 Steve's Gunmen

    overqualified,
    the older gods survived on products I supplied
    dauntless, fire in his eyes
    tire rims would hide the sonlight he'd write
    speeches ignited by the Greens and weak biters
    c-spires grow heated beepin the leaves I wired
    skeleton keys were deliberately thieved by heathens,
    secrets conveyed by the swingin of blades
    enemies keep pace by tryin to three tapes
    seasons teach seeds techniques and reasonable placement
    reach the inner streets where rivers bleed
    begin to believe and no limits are leaked
    I exist in trenches where the enlisted are elite
    tempests sweat sifted by internets,
    dinner guests served unlistenin corn and lettuce heads
    breakfast in bed, read letters of lead fed intraVAINously
    cocain fleets inhaled by thin scaled veterans preparin for defeat
    the chairman, one square for his feet
    the impaler, the impatient talior, the traitor unique
    put paper to hated beasts, the devastator hearts beats
    tradesman darts creep on the weeping unwary
    flaming arcs trace the rain of Mary's ancient arts
    pain, the author
    offered domains and altars, traded it for slaughter
    it's name, caged in dark borders unseen
    freed hawks to hunt and feed
    runners of Eve cuffed by the gunmen of Steve
    none askin the status of atom...
    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
    overqualified,
    the older gods survived on products I supplied
    dauntless, fire in his eyes
    tire rims would hide the sonlight he'd write
    speeches ignited by the Greens and weak biters
    c-spires grow heated beepin the leaves I wired
    skeleton keys were deliberately thieved by heathens,
    secrets conveyed by the swingin of blades
    enemies keep pace by tryin to three tapes
    seasons teach seeds techniques and reasonable placement
    reach the inner streets where rivers bleed
    begin to believe and no limits are leaked
    I exist in trenches where the enlisted are elite
    tempests sweat sifted by internets,
    dinner guests served unlistenin corn and lettuce heads
    breakfast in bed, read letters of lead fed intraVAINously
    cocain fleets inhaled by thin scaled veterans preparin for defeat
    the chairman, one square for his feet
    the impaler, the impatient talior, the traitor unique
    put paper to hated beasts, the devastator hearts beats
    tradesman darts creep on the weeping unwary
    flaming arcs trace the rain of Mary's ancient arts
    pain, the author
    offered domains and altars, traded it for slaughter
    it's name, caged in dark borders unseen
    freed hawks to hunt and feed
    runners of Eve cuffed by the gunmen of Steve
    none askin the status of atom...
    speechless!



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

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    Default Dart Burner

    spark mental lines
    compartmentalize digital designs,
    blend wizards and ice
    blizzards connive to slip venom into innocent lives
    nickel and dimed by presidential potentials in denial
    residents are victims of representative trials
    benched for my fifth of technical fouls
    collectives of Smiths pound cakes,
    rounds rotate consistent and loud, implementation of the prince's crowned impatience
    powerful plates shift,
    powdery remains drift from the bowels of basements to the cowls of our agents
    faces sifted from netted crowds,
    their collective is protected while we do only what the elected allow
    no vests for resting mouths,
    I was arrested for respecting my fleshly shroud
    ejected from the mound I found our culture's skeleton
    vultures gorge themselves at cheffed elections of precedents
    anything relevant is edited from television
    pleasant living is now credit given out,
    illegitamate and illiterate victims live in the tenements of unlimited sibling interest
    invisible signals are beamed to screens across internets
    breathe holocaust printed text,
    pawns in seventh stems sprint protected and relish the checks
    queens block attempts to jet,
    scholars repect the original architects,
    watcher, collectors of spiritual connections
    wanderers in death,
    hot breath tarred in context with the mob's conquests
    lobbed bottles are bombs from a martyr's war chest
    bleedin chargers,
    demon barbers sing evil incarnate in scenes of carnage
    people with problems see public speakers as parters
    but to them we're part of a herd
    part dirt, part lawn furniture
    we're the dart burners spittin collages of thoughts from oval offices to block furnaces...
    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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