a tone

[ChristO]

...when I drive up in a lexis, putting it on girl
like, this is my piece, who welcome in my world
gimme’ that, fit her on me like a fitted hat
lucy gave my dick the condom, go figure that
the fresh select, kinda’ as if what I meant
if I showed her how to get the blood rushing to my
man, look, it’s a cold language, save-a-life central
those who wanna’ be dead meat, say good night, then you
really listen, red shit in a bowl is the name of edom
too late for the game though, I mean it
and it’s the same all-across-the-board how all a’ y’all get floored
above all, she my bottom jaun when she’s on the floor
just taking me in anyway that she can
the ki is tied to me, electricity to my pen
write li’l trinkets to her, get her thinking more often
of me, being where I be [in my head], she can visit more often
the angels listening yet? right now she can call me
the block ain’t got time, babble-on is falling...
...yeah, and them other talent scouts been drawin’
to the point where I can whisper in the air to call ‘em
long distance and shit, look, these youngins in the streets
is auditioning for me and the company I keep...

[ChristO]

I’m putting it out, you won’t get it ‘til at least
january 2010 how I killz the beast
israel, is it real now ‘cause I’ll aim the piece
pipe at ya’ peop’s if luci don’t back offa’ me
remember, I wrote that if the forum disappears, then
there’s not a way to state your case about any dealings
any rap, you might-as-well save it, give up the ghost
or give up the bul who gave insight on my approach
it don’t matter, 30 silver coins amount up to a buck fifty
I sewed the shit up, now fucks with me
as I understand it, the smoke identified cush
as far as my biological, how do I look
what I ain’t confused about is what south philly let me know
from-the-door, and I was just like ya’ better not be wrong
‘cause anyway you put it, this shit can all be gone
then y’all rap celebs would have to explain why y’all ignored
all the warning signs when you know about us niggas
but wut really know about this shit here...listen up
...it takes a certain skill to even mention us...
...nervous will to even press with us, even the best give up...
...shii, we living out the conflict, relief is the carnage
the clash of wills is the bondage, heavy gats moved by karma...

[ChristO]

...oh, and yeah. my erace wars peace got more to do with eracism than it does racism. aything got its order. I identified that there is a systematic movement to erase truth...I'm saying, maybe to cover-up certain shit...on us. I don't blend with the coerced relations. the government agent[s] behind that...the info exchanged between central gov't...manipulating world war or global takeover...on us...they got the chosen peoples to identify esau's [red] whereabouts...my [God, a tone] plan ain't followed, then I wouldn't divert from course on account of the discrepancy. and the damages would become more and more evident, as I catch up to the 42.
shii, white people can't help us [black]. they only need is to help themselves, on us. as far as the implants into our communities in peril of complete extinction is concerned. the eternal debt is owed. if in the identity christis, the christ is not recognized...

[ChristO]

...and the 3.5 double m illumi nation
what went from ajjacian to hatian
automatic flow tidal bowl bul be wasted in
chest plates I ain’t above caving in
435 homicides is nothing new
sun set, I’m sun zoo, nothing but truth
gang war plagued until rizzo, ditto
‘Nard used to be like I remind him of rizza
man, it’s zig-zag net the shit that I’m on
like what went down in the south phila. pa shipyard
oooh, them dumb bitches wu-tangin’ it to me
but still don’t know that they dancing this to me
oooh, it’s still about money, still about druggin’
still about name brands, still about gunnin’
still about prying legs open, I’m cummin
to my haRem, manhattan-sized dick to plunge ‘em
I’m the seed, last time I was was born it was complications
blood transfusion, mom and pop’s blood not relating
what it take now to grow me? infinite shapes
and what means the war to me, like what means the world to me
but in a sense, how is it y’all dead give-aways
and haven’t learned what it takes from me, and I’m dead in ya’ face
came up walking through buls with bodies, still on the blocks
‘til another serial boxed the flake...now what am I supposed to say...
...like, why the-fuck they rapping and talking ‘bout don’t be ratting
I been knew I was protected, but don’t think I’m slow to that shit
don’t think to try to trap me with government tactics
it just smooth pissed me off even more than I had been
so, don’t take it lightly when I demand all the ransome...

[ChristO]

before she can make any move, before I even gave her the facts
consider where philly was at, no reds and no blues
prior to 2006 about, that shit ain’t get out
of my containment [1974/1975]...but now they so ready to lose
the sug&puff treaty I cannot respect, just pay for the tresspass
I make the trap look as simple as a necklace
and I kept away from the girl, her mouth was wreckless
told her read the bible after I gave her the hair [esau] and the genesis
and got “zero tolerance” for the game I found in a.c.
I always knew the bitch was realler than crazy
she gots to submit to me completely, ‘cause twin, I’m a’ squeeze the
everloving life out of her lungs if need be
she’ll be worth nothing to anybody...I can’t give her up
twin, you know I got patience to wait it out
’84, big brother shit, we closed in on ‘em
I’m almost daring her to say some ole’ other shit
I’m abstract in this depiction but focused in conviction
bust jizz on her july 4th, 2007
I can find where they hiding out within this, but what is christmas
thirty silver coins that add up to a buck fifty?
see, about now I remain on some biblical proportion
still to catch up to constantine, eager to extort ‘em
if shit ain’t matching and adding up in contrast to the real life
walk that I’m walking to seal tight the offense
and when I see ole’ girl, she can stop barking
no way in, no way out, get the picture? stop drawing...

[ChristO]

see, I just seen a teary face on t.v., I know where they went wrong
ask me about it, I’m a’ clique-clak and rip through a cheek bone
see, twin asked me to handle what showed up on his pavement
my blood family’s initials actually, but wasn’t the same thing
1982, uncle steve still a cold case? and,
so if they wanna’ play that way, wasn’t a name spit
see, if luc’ made the threat, then was afterwards met
with my people’s energy showing up on his doorstep...
...I warned him not to sweat, the same as secreting
I ain’t played with a full deck since I was teething
say, if I was born the aqua bookie, sinatra couldn’t
do it my way, them jauns [females] had no idea what they doing
twin call me up? man, it’s called prenup?
I’m the father, who the mother? they ain’t dug me up
in ’74...my money, best to cough the shit up
any mark of the beast I’m a’ target and snuff
shii, how they want edom [red] and ain’t talking to me
I’ll wrap the u.s. up in a coffin for free
hush bitches, this actual fact to-a-tee
born with the hands on 11 and 9 to the breeze...s.p...

[ChristO]

...came to philly with guns huh [heard it on the radio...I [God] ain’t forget]...
...so, I’ll be up where bk’s at, looking for jazz
oh, my twin got a thick clique bucking for jazz though
headline reads “philly niggas going apes again”
government tried to spread us thin to evaporate in wind
chill factor? kill half the niggas talking shit again
3.5 millimeter ever since He’ll again,
’71-’74...Christ/Body, bul
closed movie set, our movie not rated at all
was rated R in 2000, came and gone
populace roc’in the R heavy now? what’s the cause
...mahfuck what you think you saw
parallel cover, suck it up and take the loss when we charge
overhead like eternal debts to us soldiers here
lineage disconnected, we back to the holy shit
moving on cue, got loose see/luci in a booth
and I’m saying, you can pay ransome now or get the boot
still stuck around, you in pursuit, it isn’t cute
you had to yell where you from 20 billion times in ya’ tunes
I’m trying a’ save philly now 20 billion times from the ruins
you trying a’ play philly down like you still got time to do it
so, I mean, mine is protected, I don’t mind giving you shivers
I’m 9.11 now, the time christ was delivered...
...snicker, like you candy or suh’m, soft like bambi or suh’m
anything in my way, I’m a’ handle, it’s nothing...philly eternal...the 13th Sentry/13X’D...

[DR. NICK RIVIERA]

keep doing your thing, u r.....very special

[ChristO]

Originally Posted by wera

keep doing your thing, u r.....very special

real funny. sense a' humor shit, huh...

[ChristO]

what you fail to understand is, I chalk the damage up as done
so, if I define what it is, understand, this shit was done
nothing too special about it, but when hoods is abolished
oh, I’m supposed to bite my tongue like epilepsy vomit?
no...my bul lemme’ know suh’m about a missile shell
he scooped up on the new orleans levy, what can you tell
it is no game...if Joab think he got a card to play
let’s go at it, bul, all-the-way
got one half of the soldiers with me, one half of the soldiers against me?
bruh, joab, I can talk you to death if you test me
one sentence...and I need to get paid off the books
so, look this shit over again if you overlooked
used to roll through overbrook to get my hair braided
getting copper in the follicles, they wanted red basically
go to a fresh prince movie...let the fed agency
hover around ‘em, not even the go-head to raid ‘em, see
if I posted the walls with the warnings, I follow-up
with the silencers on ‘em, the 5th to mend all ‘em up
when I step out a movie theatre, see it’s not a movie neither
no complications, your women hot giving up the beaver
to receive me up in thighs, I’m relieved, wet up they minds
far-fetched to the farthest broad waiting up in line
about 19 of ‘em left to squeeze through
my 1900 niggas’ll squeeze too, it’s too much to seem true...

[ChristO]

...yeah, anyway, wera, I seen you got some talent.

[ChristO]

...shii, to open and shut a door with a skeleton key
not to embellish in dreams but to hell is where they
sent a nigga, on his own, no bail and no believers
to fix a clock, no brail, you just either feel it
or be numb to the difference, to sum it’s no significance
as to why they ain’t open mouths to tell shit like it is
it ain’t come to ‘em that way, it’s just a motion
to translate emotion...to ask them apple niggas ‘bout devotion
they oughtta’ know, we silencers of a silent creed
the shipment that took at least 144,000 years
oh, so I’m supposed to allow the tresspass to the grounds
to continue? shii, the holycost the only thing on the menu
now look, simon peter suing the roc over a beat now
it ain’t about shit but a universal beatdown [by me, the 13th sentry]
since a certified hit of me and my nigga dropped in
simon peter’s hands...man, who wired for sound now then
if I can’t bust jizz on the womb, nobody gon’ know shit
except run for they lives from al-jihad, no shit
the pandora’s box [womb] closing in on my dick
it’s a cold world, so, no escaping that shit...
...peace...lol, I’m made money...
...them dumb bitches in denial drew the dic’ to me...no rap...Gabriel [gae, gab], I’ll put the whole 13th st. on-lock myself, straight-up. the archangel, revelations with no hesitation...like I stated, try not to make any wrong insinuations...they can get the white-out to reduce they sentences, and draw philly back to enhance the trues pennmanship... psalm of king david...

[BornPower]

I C U on it sun

I'm a 8 on it in a few

[ChristO]

...trues...

[ChristO]

...lol, protocol, they can't break...nat'l treasure two...come what may [mayan calendar, borderlines "relaxed" july 2006...checks & balances, counter...no essay to be written about it]...they been saying God is abel...I'm the 5olo artist...city got city limits...