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Old 09-08-2009, 03:37 PM   #76
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great, great stuff P
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Old 09-27-2009, 10:41 PM   #77
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We spoke on marriage more than we did the miscarriage/
you disparaged my parenthood, that should be apparent/
our parenting’s inherent, yet you was aberrant with my seeds/
errant when you decreed I wasn’t caring for your needs/
cuz I’m carin for my daughter, she’s the heiress to my creed/
but you the Paris to my Leeds, like Polaris thru night trees/
the terrace on my eaves, and I cherished the nights we’ve/
laid barest on white sheets, sharin where our lives lead/
but you was unfair and naive to believe demon’s whispers/
the decrees of evil sistas who wish they was equal wit cha/
yo disbelief burnt my blood but my soul was even crisper/
I ran that path for you fast til my feet was deep wit blisters/
now I clean my whiskers wit the pumice of dead promise/
left guardless in a empty bed cuz I left a misled goddess/
to be honest, yo lack of modesty is what destroyed it all/
I stayed thru summer but yo pride came before the fall...

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Things fall apart, like cheap cars and soft hearts/
things fall apart, like relationships wit false starts/
things fall apart, like arguments fulla smart remarks/
things fall apart, but it take heart to turn chaos into art...

We spoke on my babymamas more than we did commitment/
we didn’t keep persistent, intent on perfection this instant/
some days we was distant, indignant but still sexual/
ate you on blankets like a picnic, this dick was the best for you/
the sex was more than sensual, consensual, unconventional/
I paid special attention to the tension thru ya midsection, boo/
e’erytime was intentional, never choose to use protection, too/
both us hopin that potentially a pregnancy would be eventual/
it’s incomprehensible, the depths of hell to which we’ve fell/
I’m at a motel, hoes wavin they Nextel, waitin to exhale/
makin my next sell, evadin a wet cell, but jail is all I see/
break bread wit all my three, on a quaint bed wit Paul by me/
I shake when ya name come on my call ID, I’m trippin/
I’m gettin guap tippin, but it’s not worth how I’m livin/
givin up, slippin, gettin up, since prison I ain’t risen up/
might as well live it up, if we quittin then I don’t give a fuck...

We spoke on the future more than we did the present/
I was more incessant, nevertheless it’s a mutual lesson/
today is a beautiful present, let’s try to live in this time/
I was blind to errors of mine, boo, but to forgive is divine/
lemme give it to you while I’m out here gettin what’s mine/
the time’s prime, I’m grindin so ain’t no time to sit in a line/
I know you miss my kiss and the way that I hit from behind/
I miss how you would lick ya lips when you twistin a dime/
I miss bein able to grip ya behind, sit and sip on some wine/
layin on top of you, face to face with our fists intertwined/
let’s sign on the dotted line and reconnect what’s broken/
this time it’s all or nuthin, not a concern goes unspoken/
blunt smokin, can you remember “Us against the world”/
the next chapter’s unfurled, it’s everything after my girl/
I’m askin you to meet me halfway, I need you in a bad way/
let’s be strong on bad days and keep from fallin on the pathway...
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Old 09-27-2009, 11:41 PM   #78
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^should have been a guest feature on ghostface's new album-

real talk-

peace Prophet, love this one-
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Old 09-28-2009, 10:28 PM   #79
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Damn.......

u need to be recordin or ghostwriting or something
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Old 10-04-2009, 02:08 AM   #80
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I don't ghostwrite, but most times I write for ghosts/
I reserve the right to boast to most when a mic is close/
my eyes is cloaked in smoke, but trust my mind is woke/
strong trees behind the lines I spoke, whether pine or oak/
bloke, every rhyme I've wrote is dope, like lines of coke/
the kind you quote on the grind wit dope inside ya coat/
if any rapper contend, I end they life wit a sniper's stroke/
so don't attend, I win every battle I'm in, despite the vote/
I'll slice ya throat wit a bar so sharp it'll carve thru bark/
when I impart my darts, you won't say shit like Harpo Marx/
I'm a sharp tooth, heartless shark that starves for narcs/
roamin in the oceans' largest, most uncharted darkest parts/
so if yo ark embarks toward my ports or gulfs, I'm goin off/
flowin off the top at those who scoff or whose flow is soft/
I'm Gorbachev in eighty-eight, I'll take ya state for taking's sake/
forcefeed you planks of snake from satan's plate while ya fate awaits...
....ooooh shit, that takes the cake....
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Old 10-04-2009, 12:20 PM   #81
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^ some tight lines in that piece

master craftsmen for sho

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Old 10-12-2009, 09:14 PM   #82
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My eyes close, time froze my soul like a sublime blindfold/
I undergo exposure of lies told on my own unkind road/
came from the cold caves to the place where my soul’s saved/
I’ve wrote plays since birth and the earth is my whole stage/
I don’t age, matured since the old days of Smith n Wesson/
cocaine and road rage, I was a sold slave to imperfection/
a livin lesson, a legend in my own rite, like a dim reflection/
of Christ on my cold plight, that’s why I spit aggression/
my soul’s cold, but snow white, until I get my pension/
to live in heaven for my whole life, into the fifth dimension/
in the presence of my cold wife, also my kids’ affection/
did I mention I was a lowlife, but bold like a interjection/
a slave sold at low price, owned twice by pigs inspection/
that’s where my road spliced, I had to pick which direction/
my selection was holy wealth, my soul and body’s health/
chose to be my godly self, now I can’t be nobody else...

For I am me - The one who flows to hold his soul at peace/
And I am he - The son whose known to roll his dro in Sweets/
And I was him - Whose gun he holds would blow at foes indeed/
I could’ve been - The young and bold who sold they soul to greed/
But I am me - The one who holds to Jason’s golden fleece/
When I was he - a bum who rode a vagrant’s road to Greece/
And would’ve been - Among the clones who play the roll of sheep/
But I will be - The one opposed to those who toast the beast...
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Old 10-12-2009, 10:39 PM   #83
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For I am me - The one who flows to hold his soul at peace/
And I am he - The son whose known to roll his dro in Sweets/
And I was him - Whose gun he holds would blow at foes indeed/
I could’ve been - The young and bold who sold they soul to greed/
But I am me - The one who holds to Jason’s golden fleece/
When I was he - a bum who rode a vagrant’s road to Greece/
And would’ve been - Among the clones who play the roll of sheep/
But I will be - The one opposed to those who toast the beast...

that whole part was illness, mega props
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Old 10-12-2009, 10:51 PM   #84
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Old 12-15-2009, 01:18 AM   #85
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This is a hard bar bazaar, the return of retarded art/
framed in Cardiers, the charred remains of a departed heart/
deported far away, onto the fareways of far away parts/
from project stairways to stargates, still the stargazer starves/
he stands on stilts and spits to stretch his arms to the stars/
armed to the teeth with bars that is raw, far above par/
carved on his forearm, he forewarns of harm like a vagrant czar/
he recalls an anxious call with which an ancient grave is marked/
it reads: "I came apart at a young age, my lungs craved/
clean air but knew that blunt haze would be there one day/
and some days went quicker with liquor to support my liver/
but after it passes just deliver my ashes to the Jordan River"/
alone I shiver at the thought of prophecies lost in translation/
brothas lost in train stations, mothers caught cocaine bassin/
jewels dropped into a truckstop drain basin, a safe-haven/
for a brazen maiden who turned her first trick to make payments/
to a pimp who got her into a crib and off the gray pavement/
made her feel like she ain't nameless, hair did and legs shaven/
but the pimp is just a kid wit his own history that's painstakin/
mama was enslaved to the heroin age, she died a aids patient/
all these taught me there's no such thing as people with prudence/
only evil and crudeness, narcissistic teachers and students/
greedy preachers reachin for loot, misreadin the blueprints/
bleachin the truth in ruthless pursuit of what power produces/
buildin towers to Zeuses, misleadin any coward who's clueless/
abusin they power to loosen a altar boy's collar, it's stupid/
they hollerin for tolerance, to err is human, to forgive divine/
that's exactly why in prison I was kickin molestors like they did it to one of mine...
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Old 12-20-2009, 09:37 AM   #86
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My eyes close, time froze my soul like a sublime blindfold/
I undergo exposure of lies told on my own unkind road/
came from the cold caves to the place where my soul’s saved/
I’ve wrote plays since birth and the earth is my whole stage/
I don’t age, matured since the old days of Smith n Wesson/
cocaine and road rage, I was a sold slave to imperfection/
a livin lesson, a legend in my own rite, like a dim reflection/
of Christ on my cold plight, that’s why I spit aggression/
my soul’s cold, but snow white, until I get my pension/
to live in heaven for my whole life, into the fifth dimension/
in the presence of my cold wife, also my kids’ affection/
did I mention I was a lowlife, but bold like a interjection/
a slave sold at low price, owned twice by pigs inspection/
that’s where my road spliced, I had to pick which direction/
my selection was holy wealth, my soul and body’s health/
chose to be my godly self, now I can’t be nobody else...

For I am me - The one who flows to hold his soul at peace/
And I am he - The son whose known to roll his dro in Sweets/
And I was him - Whose gun he holds would blow at foes indeed/
I could’ve been - The young and bold who sold they soul to greed/
But I am me - The one who holds to Jason’s golden fleece/
When I was he - a bum who rode a vagrant’s road to Greece/
And would’ve been - Among the clones who play the roll of sheep/
But I will be - The one opposed to those who toast the beast...


EVERYBODY STOP WRITING UNTIL NEXT YEAR!!

Picasso murdered the whole forum!!
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Old 02-08-2010, 09:48 PM   #87
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Photon Propulsion Shake Vision Convulsions/
Aura That Pulsate in My Chest Deep Like Oceans/
Speak With Golden Moments Floatin Beside Roses/
Carnations Burn In The Sand Whenever Man approaches/
Vandal Notions Shadow Description Slash Throats-When/
My Spiritual Combine Wit Flesh Im Past Ghostin/
Ash Omens Poet Who Rest in Black Clothin/
Nosferatu Wit Gospel Attack Ronin's/
Steps On HourGlasses Till The Path Broken/
Fangs Inject Venom In Viegns U Lay Frozen/
Grenade Motion-Shrapnel Scattered in Pain Dosage/
Chemically Create Sound & Exchange Potions/
I Bless Like Priest Wit Tha Grail When Slang Spoken...

"REQUIEM:RUDE AWAKENING" debut mixtape comin soon

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Preciate the love. I'm trying to pick the pen back up....



I burst from the cervix, breakin forth from the birth canal/
unhurt, un-alert to my new locale, a blue earth thatís foul/
soon as they snip the umbilical, I spit scriptures thatís Biblical/
several songs from hymnals that would echo through citadels/
from the peaks of the Pamirs to the Pyrenees pinnacles/
Christian clerics were critical, but I was praised by the Seminoles/
I eluded the cynical who were true to the pursuit of the trivial/
the pitiful religious who considered the prodigious to be typical/
as an infant I spit hints of mathematics you wonít find in print/
every line was mint, youíd catch my glint if you didnít squint/
years came and went, I learned to sprint when I saw police tint/
an early Verbal Kint, hellbent on gettin rent or doin a stint/
adolescence was my advent, the avenue was like a magnet/
I ran it savagely on the average, caught in the drugsí dragnet/
my soul was stagnant as piss puddles in a project stairwell/
I didnít fare well til I found out my words and beats paired well/
now itís farewell to even excellent emcees, they in hindsight/
cuz when I rhyme right they get quite scared of my mindís light/
every lineís tight, I roll top flight thatís bout as sticky as epoxy/
my chick is brown and foxy, I roll like yahtzee, my flow is nazi/
oops, I meant nasty, Iím the best, no question, so donít ask me/
in my widebody Caddy, told my girl twelve just went past me/
so put the blunt down, we run round uptown and bust serves/
hit a Motel 6 amidst the rough curbs so I can run in and touch her/
sheís a nutmeg skin mistress, a young princess with almond eyes/
we on a chocolate high, sippin amaretto, twistin chocolate thai/
outside the motel window, you smell indo when you walkin by/
me and my misses sharin strawberry kisses in a vanilla sky/
beforehand I tell her she too cute in that Coogi and blue boots/
afterward she say Iím the truth and put it down like bruised fruit/
Iím the same in the bed as in the booth, Iím coming for the temple/
never off track or simple, raw facts, y'all cats is all wack and crippled/
scrawl raps on windows in winter to a rhythm of horse-claps and fiddles/
I spring back in summer, since some a y'all was soft as a nipple/
this is simple, Iíve written it for illiterates, to be rap of the year/
put this crack in ya ear til you fill a canyon with tears and abandon ya fears...
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Old 02-09-2010, 01:52 PM   #89
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as an infant I spit hints of mathematics you wonít find in print
every line was mint

hahahaha.. too many ill daggers flying around in this verse P..
as usual..
I can't quote them all.. or I might as well quote the whole verse
peace homes.. keep that pen on standby

never off track or simple, raw facts, y'all cats is all wack and crippled/
scrawl raps on windows in winter to a rhythm of horse-claps and fiddles/
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Old 02-09-2010, 02:55 PM   #90
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picasso was crazy
the best picture is GUERNICA
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