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[BornPower]

break beats with stone hands for no cash,
stare at desert sands with known heat until it becomes blown glass
run in group homes for the notes stashed,
my wrote pads,
exposed, become a lone soldier's attack against his government's broken back
sickened by a culture twisted by subliminal tags,
their vision is a division of facts that gain a hatred for angels and their kin
some of us came to this Age unwillingly upon trade-winds,
betrayed, some were slain,
others trained to new names, more learned to swim
raised from half-made graves, my support sports murder on their lips
track unleaded flesh, we spark lighting and turn rivets,
crimson necklaces drip unsteady as Hennessy pimps

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton

break beats with stone hands for no cash,
stare at desert sands with known heat until it becomes blown glass
run in group homes for the notes stashed,
my wrote pads,
exposed, become a lone soldier's attack against his government's broken back
sickened by a culture twisted by subliminal tags,
their vision is a division of facts that gain a hatred for angels and their kin
some of us came to this Age unwillingly upon trade-winds,
betrayed, some were slain,
others trained to new names, more learned to swim
raised from half-made graves, my support sports murder on their lips
track unleaded flesh, we spark lighting and turn rivets,
crimson necklaces drip unsteady as Hennessy pimps

nice work .5kut dope piece

[ArcherPriest]

break beats with stone hands for no cash,
stare at desert sands with known heat until it becomes blown glass
run in group homes for the notes stashed,
my wrote pads,
exposed, become a lone soldier's attack against his government's broken back


ur schemes are iLL man, love how this flows

[BornPower]

speak through crimson panes,
read between the lines and greet the beast in his cage
breathe out a blaze of concrete, song sheets deeply engraved,
the monstrous priest preaches calm while finned bombs swim in his veins
throttle my pain's bottles with firm restraint,
permanent ink marks dark-seeded saints on N.I.L. plus Equality banks
burn the bark from trees while immersed (e-mmerced) in think tanks,
prepare to be amazed,
swim seven seas of apes to claim degrees free of range,
Dr. F.G. Strange, an iron effigy etched by weeds and rain
lift heavy feet to shift weaponry on unleaded streets of rage
my kin and breed are the epitome of this lyricist age
put pen to page, spit grenades and cysts to save cavemen from rage and six other deadly sins,
read pages already drip,
set for death's skeleton grip, my chisel and steady hands command chips...

[ChristO]

read pages already drip. ill. solid. my books only read one way..

[BornPower]

uppin

[BornPower]

transforming metaphorically in open spaces,
transport my mechanical replacements through closed doors
after boring holes in support braces
blow cluster spores in blunt casings,
my blood faces me and denies all ties
live and die in crimson tides,
the apprentice complies,
conspires and kills his master before the contract is expired
assassins and wires exposed,
barely alive in this rain of fire across the globe
the wails of liars arose from lakes and clouds,
basement shrouds exhaling hate upon the gathered crowds

[BornPower]

cross the wrong lines
run the longest yard, jump fences as spitters spar in the coldest climes
crush thrones, throw boulders and blow pines
catch hidden motives with chipped shoulders and broken spines,
suspended by thin ropes and ignorant minds,
one sentence is exhibited as the definition of speeches on commission
twin lungs and feet plumb streets for a better meaning,
my questions of existence are clumsy efforts of recognition
reckless ambitions tied to fears of my potential...

[Fatal Guillotine]

like that verse

crush thrones, throw boulders and blow pines
catch hidden motives with chipped shoulders and broken spines,
suspended by thin ropes and ignorant minds,

[BornPower]

In the lab with mad scientists, writin lines and scripts
crack spines and lips,
exposed wires attract lightning and flyin spit
grip firin pins with iron grips,
blunt fists crush a dunce's drips as skies are split
one time is committed, beware their fine printed instruments
papers signed and transmitted mean your mind is imprisoned
time is more than a confined sentence,
imagine diamonds torn from the fabric of your existence
black princes born with natural formed magnetism,
taxed and exploited by old bastards in worn systems
lord citizens,
shackled and whipped, glad to conform before witnesses
my wisdom is saddened by the sapped Samson and his lack of conviction...

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Originally Posted by .5KutSkeleton

In the lab with mad scientists, writin lines and scripts
crack spines and lips,
exposed wires attract lightning and flyin spit
grip firin pins with iron grips,
blunt fists crush a dunce's drips as skies are split
one time is committed, beware their fine printed instruments
papers signed and transmitted mean your mind is imprisoned
time is more than a confined sentence,
imagine diamonds torn from the fabric of your existence
black princes born with natural formed magnetism,
taxed and exploited by old bastards in worn systems
lord citizens,
shackled and whipped, glad to conform before witnesses
my wisdom is saddened by the sapped Samson and his lack of conviction...

nice verse .5kut hit me up for a collabo

[BornPower]

Is it possible to jump without falling?
who can survive on crumbs when big dollars come calling?
I hate being weightless, compare my empty plate against gated consequences
every bomb is calm before being played by audiences
All of this is my sour gift being shouted from shallow trenches,
cackling witches plaguing downtrodden princes
this is how it begins,
battle inner demons with blank pages and ink pens
forgotten sleep imprints Gothic dreams on weak senses,
and just think, my present premonitions are dressed in cheap denim
speak to spirits and seek forgiveness,
my feet are blistered, pour soulless relief upon this bleeding minister...

[BornPower]

trade jabs with slave traffic,
direct massive battalions from a deflated mattress
spread keyed attachments from a shrinking board,
trade pieces for storage, Kings and Fortresses exchanged for pieces of change
the rain I prey for is crimson and warm,
crush thin throats in the throes of war
I am a Titan,
dark-skinned menace to the established norm since I was born
stab forms and stack lanterns till they reach the floor,
your flow is feet high while my toes tread trees in alien skies

[BornPower]

Maybe I don't want to be me anymore,
for too long I've been too nice and now I wanna even the score
bite my tongue until my teeth are sore...and people STILL think it's all sweet to the core
can't see what I see, I don't dream cuz I'm bored
I have not come to bring peace, but a sword
from bloody seas to muddy shores my blunted speech leaves high metaphors
wage precious wars over reigns of nations,
crusades for rights are bloody roars
spread the truth too far and we can be sure they're comin for us
lose more than trust over fortunes and gold dust,
assed-out on ashed avenues, promoters of what we're told to love
does that make us both corrupt?
who's worse, the snitch or the one pitchin' coke and snifiin' bud?
breathe both sides of the issue and come inside, wheezin with constricted lungs...

[BornPower]

walk lead streets with dead feet and a blade,
dodge metal heat while thinking how the melodies are eerily strange
this once-dead god bled dreams on a page,
screams on a stage set with plastiques and a shrinking gauge
I breathe plagues,
death's piercing gaze engaged to the long sleep of a Reaper's matrix
arise, Kings from stasis
redeployed to fist and steel engagements against upstarts and their fetal persuasions