444trumpets Thread

[JahroamDaGod]

a born man is a slender stem, cipher skinned and stands
drawn to pencils, bomb pixels with killer clans
remove my own appendix with felonious hands,
flame spliffs and drain Arizona cans in the Mid-Lands
just south of the Mitten,
my city is known for howlin winds, hooded husltaz and vicious pimps
but even now all bow and bear witness to Allah's wishes
top dollah admissions,
fathers and kinsmen gathered to create wisdom in the wilderness
this is an age of pillage, misinformation and apathetic DEMONStrations
who can feel the music when what they see in the mirror is painted?

[444trumpets]

The ocean abyss
waves crash
the sun sets along the edge of the earth
a dream of bliss like state
pink horizon reflection on waters like diamonds shining
art of nature a masterpiece the illusion
which brings peace
essence of all purity natural beauty
visions of life i breath in air purify
sacred temple within open skies release my 3rd eye open scope
see delusions

[444trumpets]

Everyday vision portray illusions
Concepts of 3rd eye open seek revival with these rap bibles vital
Scenes of paradise misty
Rocky trails life I inhale
Exhale thoughts 3rd eye spark
Wisdom in natures lessons life's presence
The winds carry change
The lesson in life nothing remain the
Same
Blast the Trumpets

[White N Dangerous]

Originally Posted by 444trumpets

Everyday vision portray illusions
Concepts of 3rd eye open seek revival with these rap bibles vital
Scenes of paradise misty
Rocky trails life I inhale
Exhale thoughts 3rd eye spark
Wisdom in natures lessons life's presence
The winds carry change
The lesson in life nothing remain the
Same
Blast the Trumpets

Crash the Circumference, as i Bypass the Mass Assumption
of the Over-Abundance of all the Clone Production
Deranged in Truth, as i Sustain the Blame for You
Arraignment Soon, Arrange the Clues
for the Safety of the Remaining Youth
Scarring Tissue, Sparring With Dudes that arent Far from Fishfood
Alarming Mis Use of Our Army's Arms we Use,

[JahroamDaGod]

Originally Posted by White N Dangerous

Crash the Circumference, as i Bypass the Mass Assumption
of the Over-Abundance of all the Clone Production
Deranged in Truth, as i Sustain the Blame for You
Arraignment Soon, Arrange the Clues
for the Safety of the Remaining Youth
Scarring Tissue, Sparring With Dudes that arent Far from Fishfood
Alarming Mis Use of Our Army's Arms we Use,

children grow in grief, the leaves of seeds are cold and confused
broken,
they hope to lose themselves in this brutal hell of abuse
drinking from the wells of fools,
spent shells misspell the trail of clues
no bail for this holy grail of jews,
low sails/sales, growing whales are impaled by the wails of rowing crews

[ChristO]

the 360 trap the three sixes
what do the senses relay to the senseless
patco to the path, I'm on either end of ya' eager ending
the fumes rose out of dude's own intentions
find me in a schizzed municiple 215, 267, 484
how many more ways to defrag the core
you a bastard born 'cause a fag' went raw
pardon, I'm harsh to some, 'cause the toes tagged is ours
yeah, profit muhammad, git with me homi
you don't want closet hangers to dig in you, homie
just droppin' knowledge only allah can to you brodie
I'm in a muslim city, not one of 'em here know me
time to get ya' money right, I'm not the funny type
i'm the Sun Wu, hunting luc's cypher sun to night...

[444trumpets]

Stream like scene
waters guide patience
remedies of peace
the mind seems stronger in time
Knowledge shines within were it all begins
The voyage taken with every obstacle illusion I awaken
Prepare for battle amidst the conquest the message clear
controlling ones mind I hold the wisdom dear

[White N Dangerous]

Mission's Clear, as my Vision Steers, a little bit off lCourse,
Consort with Prohets and Black Stallions, Act Valiant, Backpack Raps Salvage
No Need for Art of War, Depart with More Ore than Hardcore Miners,
Some Sorta Virus, would only Delay the Inevitable, Extra-Terrestrial UFO
in Space flying to Places Unknown, Gun's Blow, for Fun at the Gun Show
Blunt Smoke Stunts Growth, Sum Folks are just Gun Ho'..
Blood Piles reflection off the Sun helps me tell time in my Sun Dial

[444trumpets]

Check out my new joint, 444trumpets ...

[ChristO]

solid, solid..

[ChristO]

...1971, first year of the show-and-prove
the third day, The Father born again, noone know the truth
shot to He'll and caught up with yacub
the upside-down head where the phila. experiment had its roots
I'm post-mortem, nothing's gotten me out retirement
I get tired a' existing in this dead environment
so when I vocalize, who's to decide truth or lie
what could I be living proof of, I am not disguised
sum or most say I am not this guy
the day I bought the wu manual, it cliqued how I'm immortalized...
...The Father The Sun tzu-wu, blood, it's too true
better believe suh'm of it than call me coo-coo
'cause the enemy knows, how's a frenemy foe
and you can go on with ya' life like I ain't let you know...

[ChristO]

...just to let 'em know, cointelpro could not kill the black messiah
who's still alive and breathing...
..up to gods I to C him, bring Him back outta' retirement...
..and whoever was talkin that 86-in-the-dome shit?...

[444trumpets]

Along the voyage
followed by wicked intent,
the ways of natures wisdom virtuous steps
follow the passion within
the root of all materialistic features
i look up stars the teachers light the chorus with meteorite in sight
astronomical insight ,
the forest guides pleasure and pain rugged terrain
concepts of life for you to explain

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

underground undertones bust a flows most know how to show n prove moves screw and slop those chops like lambs i use as props/
mop up and clean up on eisle three
any emcee can't get it more bars than a kit-kat/
spit a bat slap down the ball watch it homerun
son solar flare get cha blind as man with three eyes like tien shinhan/
nigga ya nipo is slow like dumbo drum roll please operate doctor genius
split minds like molocules dropping fools like black dynomite do/
drama operhiem gimme a comma drop back and pass like tim tebow
i got no elbow room to run and gun son jacked up like a bench press full of cow heads/
down trees bricks in bleeds knees in fees trying read me is like a psychic trying to read my palm it ain't happening son til i am embalmed/

[444trumpets]

Decipher codes from visions from skies stars collect evidence of life heavenly message
sun moon and galaxies presence
Connection within brain like waves of energy knowledge from the unseen
What does it all mean ?
Capture the moment
sense of peace within focus 3rd eye open soul searching .
Still walking on that path
Trumpets blast