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06-01-2011, 04:27 PM
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Two Hands
H. Notikand Halfkutt
To put it lightly; In my right hand, skyscrapers and mountains collide In my left nestle the people in search of a place to hide When it all started…my anger boiled pots twice over Filling my lungs with hostile breath, kidneys distraught; life’s over… But there it was…A guiding light flying high at night With a shine so bright, the stars inspired to be alike this vibrant sprite An angel of beauty, her displays amazed an confused me Impeccable designs of glamour encased her body, soothing Music moved me out of the darkness surrounding my soul I’ve drowned in this role of playing perfect so now I control All the love I give to naysayer’s who claim danger is coming And when it hits…I’ll turn my back as they remain smothered Posion’ll cover the toys’n joys of children once unknown So please, quickly…run home cuz I can’t stand the cries anymore The violence and gore is overpowering, so WHO cares if I try anymore… Good intentions are fine and dandy until you take me for granted Abuse amounted to friendships ending with no ways to manage The evil existence I’ve become…A genius, eclipsed in lies’n rum Once generous to many but now my time confides in guns… Resting on my head, should I bite the bullet or fight to pull it This is good gone bad, I really wish I lived life like I should of two hands damage and conceal, ravage and rebuild with glass cannons standing in grassy fields challenge commanders lacking skills, conscript inhabitants with classic stances and clandestine kills strike capital heights and vanish in hills, while the planet is still I program androids with my voices and will the mad doctor begins, darts and rivets artificial skin and hardened limbs living carbon existences powered by huge pens, my two dark apprentices march tremendous their storage bins are reported as infinite, hordes of algorithims gallop across digital images marked by integers, immortal kombatants are bomb blasts and hand-carved finishers land shark in portals and plains, chop forests to blaze and assault fortresses with four hundred grains washing upon shores in spades, we are warriors of a golden age assuring the glory of our horrible names I embrace my nature and deserve to burn, warped by these flames...
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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 Last edited by BornPower; 06-04-2011 at 08:49 PM. Reason: labeled wrong |
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06-03-2011, 09:50 AM
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[QUOTE=.5KutSkeleton;2104712]KingShyt and Halfkutt
In my right hand, skyscrapers and mountains collide In my left nestle the people in search of a place to hide Nice man felt this! two hands damage and conceal, ravage and rebuild with glass cannons standing in grassy fields challenge commanders lacking skills, conscript inhabitants with classic stances and clandestine kills strike capital heights and vanish in hills, crazy imagery overall sick piece..
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06-03-2011, 02:25 PM
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Join Date: Mar 2007
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oh damn thats some foul shyt lmao
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06-03-2011, 02:26 PM
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**-Skampoe-**
Join Date: Mar 2007
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ill rhyming Hnotik
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06-03-2011, 09:01 PM
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wuts the deal with this kutt?
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06-04-2011, 09:34 AM
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black pope
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All good...dope drop btw both yall killed it
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06-04-2011, 08:51 PM
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My apologies, I mislabeled it.
H Dot sent me the ill verse and I fucked up by putting King's name on it. I was in a rush when I posted, my four year old demanded my attention. again, it IS H. Dot's verse and I mistakenly put King's name on it.
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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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