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Old 02-24-2017, 08:10 AM   #1
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first verse, title: the world trades

...the objective of terror is to mortify and often guide
the terrified to a point where they voluntarily reconcile
and hand over their liberties and rights to their own suppressor
and my objective, to throw projectiles into heads and mid-sections
I been already stamped with the 666, it was 6.69
I could trade if I wanted then, but I'm good with a modest grind
you know what a trade is anyway, 30 nickels, ass to give up
in a prison, it's just a punk giving ass to get cum
on the streets, its' retail and wholesale, hand-to-hand on all the sales
even your skill set is a trade you often sell for dollar bills
it's called a service rendered, even learning as an apprentice
but an intern don't get shit but a drink, chips, and a sandwich
living in this world is a navigation thru acts of baiting
the customers to snatch they paychecks, ravage accounts, run houses vacant
technology moves how we favor, not in our favor
because ironically, the more we relaxed by it, the more it enslaves us
how the-fuck they get my cell number to keep calling me
about free vacations they say that they offering
shiii, they want my information for what? to scope how I move about
in their round-about way to forge a blockade to my route
I'm on a course and already at my final destination
when I'm all caught-up, they hand they ass to me by-the-way then
I can remain silent and lock into the game 'til his grave
and control all blood flow from here on-in as my slaves
'cause soo-woo calling out tzu-wu, and I'm abel bodied
I don't mind controliing 'em all until cain I body
and I keep philly exclusive to how the brothers do shit
and keep on my sun wu shit to control gods prudence
the world trades, I'm not a traitor though, so I ain't trading
my land mass over and will murda' all infiltraitors...closest..
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Old 02-25-2017, 05:21 PM   #2
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Default still born [on the other side of a morgue]

they're taking away my music, killing me off, I be feeling the cost
depressed because of how people seeing me off
not seeing at all, not an ounce of fight in they hearts
just leaving me lost, after waking up on the other side of a morgue
maybe it's the frost, two inches or so of snow
but I know, I won't budge from my post
I go hard because they bombard beyond y'all reference of time
and this just me fighting to maintain my alignment
this the light work I give to you to spear through you
how could I say I fear for you when I do not care for you
if you seen how they got me, I'm a' opt to be shot again
wu' couldn't adopt me yet, I'm too philly to rock wit' them
not a personal jab, 'cause they used to camp in demy's lab
but if they seen suh'm, just know I ain't broke out this trap
as of yet, and one or more of them staten isle residents
need to do the math of my precedence, I'm the president
I just got some fuel in me, they call it god degree
used to be on the seven septa bus, that's who ride with me
the seventeen, the twenty-nine, the sixty-four
the number two, the orange line, who want the war
who unna'stand why there's got to be protocol
and I be the pro to call...the god told me 12 o'clock
was living in kensington, what he know about what's going on
who got shot to death there and what for, that phenomenon
that gave away my location, where ole' dirty got too close to
got arrested at, and then died, and soo wu't I'm s'posed to
not live or some shit? just keep bearing my soul to be further buried
alive in y'all dirt? shiii, y'all best to know
I move around, I'm not a vegetable
the war's coming thru the black wombs to get to you'z, I'm still born..
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Old 02-28-2017, 09:09 AM   #3
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Default got myself together

...bloods rushing to my dick yet, blood pressure been checked
my bulllet wounds been healed, the government chin-checked
my body no longer leak, the rubber room's not for me
u.s. can use they trump card for their romper room policy
but I am the time, beneath my feet is the place
population one, others can keep out my face
when I got myself together, I got my health together
if suh'm trying to bring me out in my present get-up
rasputin signing off, usher in the white holocaust
they needed to stop trying to hide behind my people's cloth
having they seeds thru my women, that ain't saving them
nor their offspring, can't befriend me, shit ain't safe for them
protocol's been breached, so caucasoids will cease
to inhabit existence, their offwhite seeds deceased
nothing about their plan will live, that's the bottom line
WHO'S GON' PAY FOR THE BLACK LIVES LOST in our black holocaust
we are not equal, you pink skins bastids are all see-thru
call me what you want, but you cannot call me to save you
not even my people can save y'all from y'all fates coming
we ain't gotta' die with you, and since you game, I'm in your face coming
so, there's no common enemy amongst us, that's a white jew set-up
for their world banks and shit, and nero caesar [napolean] who they worshipping
brought him back as my twin [yakub] to keep him close to me
niggas thought it was a joke to-they-end, kept roasting me
every time I talked to 'em about the approaching trap
like I was deficating out my face and talking out my ass
every single anti-christ of theirs is now a black seed
it's four of us, made me my own anti-christ against me
hip-hop did that, that's lsd, lucy skywalker
nebudchadnezzar, morpheus morphed into my stalker
but when you'z talking the try-sex, then that's when I stalk him
and beans' talk done quieted since I hit his block all up
the meek shall inherit the earth will remain the theme
but the greeks who inherit the earths be me and my team
you know, phi lamda delta phi alpha shit
however philadelpha's spelled in the greek alphabet
and I'm achilles niggas who tried to assimilate vs
I'm a first generation philly native, get ya' wait up
heard nigga scream wait up, please! no! then his face ate up
2-8 Road shit, common place to see a grave made up
r.i.p. to the brothers caught in they war between the 2-4
used to go to my buddy boy's house, had a board where he kept score
who had the most bodies determining who's winning
sociopathic thinking, we burning in fueled linen...
...shout to al capone, my nigga...2-4, S.P. life, Eternal DamNation....
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Old 03-01-2017, 09:53 PM   #4
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..now, I can tell the salt from the sugar, but why shouldn't I
wage war on everything white and let them sort it out
when I take their manson's life, their time's aborted now
I'm relentless 'cause they senses was post-mortem'd out
occupying my place of business, unsolved murders
still under investigation, dumb blind purchases
the pilgrams made of real estate, this entire place
is a haunted house fulla' niggas ghosts, dire straits
is what we gon' have these pinks' houses in, I'm housing 'em
gasoline, kerosine, acetylene dousing 'em
they about to break down, psyhologic, neurologic
because where was they logic when they moved into my shit
I'm a reverse-erasist, what the-fuck's a reverse-racist?
it's nothing for me to walk up on 'em to they faces
better pay rent for just inhabiting earth
now nothing but ya' deaths will make my life worthwhile
first-of-all, you'll never acknowledge who ordered my murder
and those of the other black leaders who made you whites nervous
don't even try to come at me as a sympathizer
you're a false-peace, co-exist preaching synthesizer
with the military backing you, and so I'll dismantle 'em
seek 'em out, if they in my streets, I'm a' spangle 'em
their minds gone, babbling shit about mother goose
my presence allone will crush ya' grapefruit into juice
I'm bigger than your armed forces, trigger all the bombs on you
pin it on the bankers' third anti-christ is all you'll do
you'll never in ya' life petition against what I'm a' do
'cause I'm lincoln with a mind to lose u.s. 'cause I'm a fool
I went this hard because your god's not ours at all
to forfeit ya' lives for forging on the souls of our soil..the end...
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Old 03-02-2017, 11:11 PM   #5
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Default the news of my n.o.o.s.

...the meek still moving like he winning, others talking 'bout he losing
some shit they gon' have to get used to, is how we'll lose 'em, poof 'em
this ain't a gimmick, see me in ya' face, you got you a nice finish
I'm pushing 50, curtis still whistling, I'll be outside wit' him
my south philly nigga used to go to queens to ride in they war
same time the 2-7 verses 2-4 shit been going on
same time ole' dirty bastid hiding out from the law
in my 'hood, way before I found I am Allah
remained on my philly exclusive shit to enforce the borders
came to the conclusion these bitches want me in storage
I never slouched though, I ain't a tourist, I'm a' torment
ay'body who owe me, as a hobby on some just-cause shit
who else caught in this crossfire other than the pinks
any other outsiders outside vs skippin' quick
no arab can speak for vs niggas, that loud-mouth
of his got his own words reversing on his own purse
s.p. gon' finish it, n.p. gon' white flag it
because what else the-fuck you gon' do 'bout them white faggots
masochistic how I'm a' have white fans with swasticas
tattoo'd on 'em raving they way to the wasp killas
I told you adolf's my nigga, wasn't lying, you can find him
grinding, short-order cooking, and falling back with his wifey
brother's a true heart, the noble wolf alongside nimrod [confuson corrected at later date]
israel ain't got a prayer nor a chance in hell for boxing god
shed blood, tzu-wu the abel bodied, cain running
I beat a dead horse 'til my bat make crazy glue from it
suh'm's bound to stick in y'all i.q.'s about my views
media can't escape nor downplay the news of my noos...
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Cruise in a coup, chicken heads flew to the coop
Few i recruit but if u choose to pursue the troops salute the group
Dont got time for back stabbin womem back at the beggining with nothing to show but discontent and distant friendships
Feeling disconnected no answer to simple questions
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Old 03-04-2017, 11:03 PM   #7
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Default penna.tentiary chances

...mymah walking off the cruise ship with more vigor to do shit
the ideas in my skullcap to infest the tube with
don't mix my food, it's seperated for nourishment
don't think I'm crude 'cause I'm dessimating your heritage
for attempting to fuse with any parts of my black brand
me and magdalene pimp-smacked kings with the back hand
taking pinks' housing to give back to the black man
woman and child, s.p. back on our land mass
state property style pennitentary chances taken
to a.c. is where I drawn the game in
I'm a.c., club harlem made me famous
seventy -two, nobody said shit, so return the favor
and return the natives to makas, The Father's saying it
satan's sinagogue rots away to shit,
never got away with shit...I ain't got to wait for shit
the work I put in, you couldn't bench the weight of it
if I'm achilles niggas, know what I'm holding down
philadelphia hell'd me down 'til they hold me down
never let the outside in, they'll be inside-out
time's up, for them there's no way in and no way out
the silence is on, and so then I'm a' speak for my people
holy war, holy clothes see-thru, holy shit steaming
nine-eleven is a joke to me, can't get a note from me
that 2001 movie idea got its score from me
false flags and false peace get you all dragged thru your own feces
niggas never got to know themselves, I ain't gon' teach 'em
white jews want to replace blacks like seth allegedly did abel
seth's the same entity who whispered in cain's ear how to slay me
genesis, open and shut, my arch nemesis, open his gut
that's a 666change luscius wanna' drill, his throat 'bout to get pumped
next day, finger on my number wanting a truce
but a snake is a snake, and that's all that is to it...RESERECT MY DICK, and that's all that is to it...every bitch my pick who I screw then
black is the only hue that I move with
to sort out to truth and destroy all out to confuse shit...
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Old 03-06-2017, 04:44 AM   #8
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...shit starts off on a murder scene, close up the movie set
one take is all it take, I show up to shoot a sketch
drawing on the blocks of the ox with the aks, safeties off
traffic between shifts of crossing guards once hades on
I tossed my work out, who picked it up, is it them or us
who's picking up my word, listening up, what's the end for us
got thru it, seen to it the intruders not into us
I will leave their body fluids flooding every conduit
the trump'd card on his vague shit, and swearing in on my book
what ritual over my dead body got my life took?
look, I'm angel dust, cremated and risen from the ash tray
not pheonix but in philly where dead niggas live the brash way
having you beyond scared straight and looking for the straight jacket
I'll find you in the psych ward, lost you as a blood-stained maggot
was too close to the truth for me to let you live, that's all it is
you ain't siphoning my god power, ya'll done lost y'all wigs
got lucypher in my camp, you thinking that he's your mole
when I treat her like my bitch though, I see that you don't know...
...how powerfull the-fuck I am, I see you done dug your hole...
...and I was dug from the china syndrom, black but not as coal
any of 'em talk that arian shit, I'm airing 'em quick
and evidence of niggas from mars got them on they pivot
out to take our black women, having them bear their children
and worshipping them and their god they made up in their image
so when I war on these women, the wu'ether sorts out my definition
manson on his death bed, they no longer can abort their mission
the game on his last leg, before he bump into the back lash
this is my house, the game drafted now by the backdraft
dumb bitches ain't ever learn shit since dancing that wu-tang
gods should heed every word I speak, 'cause I ain't the wu' fan
not to discredit, but I'm original from the ki stone
my origin though got 12 o'clock locked until he see tone
that is I, me and me' gone, out our minds, give us free dome
me all we got, and that's saying a lot, to keep me goin'
my philly franchise I put up against any slick wise
talking ass, formaldehyde 'em like donald's french fries
this the light work, from a broad daylighter, set 'em all up
with the broads they like, when they turned on, they lights turned off
that's the war they might get, white eye'd witnesses
petrified into brittle and best not mention shit...
philadelphia, wut...I recognized it
I got uncommon logic, and I know how to make the profit
israel can test that, get his estate ate with them hammers
he wise enough though to let israel the state get ate by them hamas
bumblin-ass trump don't know policy, he on some "golly gee"
under duress by business partners nonetheless who propped his seat
got malcom x'd stressed in a corner trying a' work prophecy
to his pocket, that's why he should see me out to abolish him
trigger a nigga'nometry, obama's sense his father's plea
if philly's real...but it don't matter, 'cause I'm The Father, see
archangel micha'el trying to reign hell to save himself
but Heel-Heal is me, the definition of He'll myself...
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Old 03-11-2017, 11:04 PM   #9
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...I wants revenge, and that's that, on every nigga who hell'd me down
and to put on for all my niggas who held me down
nobody's escaping shit, no outsider getting in
my familiar crazy is the only shit I'd respect
my familia crazy, no essay was ever written
to touch the surface of it, no ese will ever get in
where there is no room to fit in, this galilee about now
population: one, until I won, there's no route to bow out
so the emes in el lay, don't listen to that gang-gang shit
the beans' talk tried summoning, I be on my GHENGIS shit
dwight grant is just a worker, he ain't calling shots 'round here
he's the broad street boule' nigga, he ain't got a thought 'bout this
and any spies around gods gon' get choked up by my rope, 'cuz
my noos meant for necks, and my truth's ya' only hope, blood
thought I was meek, so the meek's inheriting the earth is the theme
got his name in ya' mouth, I'm in ya' mouth, and you can taste da'feet
any discrepencies can be worked out, but my franchise is solid
and on ya' inseems if you got any dreams to get outta' pocket
see, contract music is my forte', all day with these verses
on the daily basis in all ways, 'cause they always try earthing
me, burying me alive or dead in dirt they do behind doors
and I be on my binge to jack-off, bitches beyond lost
put him on ice, call him jac' frost, israel's that false
I been shot to death two many times, nigga', that costs
when I'm caught up, I ain't mentally lost, bitch, and that's boss
in my Phillies gear, the wack niggas shoulda' been backed off
you'll be telling us "GODDAMU PA!" RUde awa-
kenings via the underground railroad be on the way
the angels gon' want their culture in-tact, so they disconnecting
y'all rabblerousers from off they map, thinking y'all gon' set shit
I told o.g. he can't have mine back in '96
all this land's mine, you'll get landmine'd just for talking shit
not being up on my dialogue, you'd think this is chaos and holocaust
but what I'm made of is K.O.S. and the Holy Cost
a sayonce cannot ward me off, I'm trying to walk off my day job
twenty-one years of putting in work, how's it s'posed to pay off
between me and me', the double m on that bookie shit
what u owe us, we bill collectors, no rookies here...
...bibi gon' get rocked, I need ay' bit of my profits
u.s. gon' be shocked, I'm the one who making the profit...
and the con's my brother, and by-the-books how I taught him
not to make one false move against me in search of stardom...
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Old 03-21-2017, 04:06 AM   #10
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...gods gon' be lost in the stone age if we ain't on the same page
adam's apple ain't saying much, the big apple not from the same cage
as us, that's the bottom line, and it's been about that time
to matriculate into my school, no sign on the dotted line
the silencers on, serial sawed, these serials mafia'd up
just add milk and your serial's soft and not about much
nyc nigga talkin' 'bout he'll kill philly niggas, I want his head
that was february the twenty-second of two thousand ten
I spazzed out and he acted like he ain't hear a word I said
there's two kinds of burials though, alive and after ya' dead
my oldhead ben told me to fall back and let him live
but that was strike number two, and won't be a third I'm a' give
it'll be another subway car locked, daylight to midnight meat train
another jaw locked, think I'm soft, then call me candy man
one hunnid twenty lessons? shiii, count up my verses then
from the 13th floor on up or down, they're my lessons then
I tried to do shit civilized, now it's a pile a' clips now
I shoot shit out first, then I teach, see how fast you git down
I was dead on arrival there, born to survive you here
black mafia my killers, my mode of survival's fear
you'd have that I'm a' find you and take out my frustratiions
my nerves sunny side-up sizzling without bacon
I got strong enough to take shit while on my day shift
living amongst crazy shit, raised up in satan's gist
and since you doubt, I gotta' spell it out, save ya' breath
we unlike you, no other's stories relate to our depths...
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