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lazarus rises soon...
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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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lazarus rises soon...
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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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ridiculous. props
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yo this is a dude you do not want to get mixed up with-
keep sittin with that chisel g- i'm lookin 4word to your next dart- peace-
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...so far .5kuts, you been moving to put this web thing together. good insight, bruh. uh, you seem to be the one eligible to solidify suh'm of this. we gon' keep building [skyscraperz]. I got obligations [me and 1000], but I'm a' catch up with you on that and remain posted. 'cause I'm obligated to this forum as well.
if you get me, ay'thing here is happening in real time. so, we drawing the contract terms out automatic, how the cartel [as in this house of darts] gon' build...
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Lazarus, a craftsman
approach the light
I sold my soul for the coldest diamonds old and tired, I died mining coal from a broken mind blow by the slow life when the dro's lighted spend most times chokin on unfocused coke lines the slow writer tokin smoke through gold wires, my signs were molded in fire and now a silent ghost blinds posts with floating iron stay unknown and stain the globe, wu-tang, slayers of coasts taking payment in stones when the inner layers unfold sinners lift prayers to bones make craters from domes and lay waste to thrones upstage players in fake roles they barely control, blood blazes from veins where the god's language flows take this cross upon painful roads, past the ponds and lakes of frozen prose, John the Baptist tapes his latest scrolls the sages spoke and Satan's reign was slowed contained by fleshly elements yet raised as an angel from this hell-hole go-spel relected as a clone only respected his own, monotone art kit texts, my next target's heart is sewn/sown with chrome grown hydroponix by conquerin kings no argument, scripts I'm harborin are partly machine 3D plotters scoff at frogger regimes while this witch doctor concocts drinks that stops rotting and bleeding the holocaust of speech cost us more than one dart speaks journey leagues when I burn sheets and skim the surface of murderous streets the world turns and she nurtures our greed further than anything green images on-screen are vividly seen, filtered and still believed, we shit on the remedy, spending empty seasons with killer deciets fisherman fleets build a temple a week monumental in itz peaks, each rock a mark of the beast card carrying fiends, once buried, now feed crowded cemetaries, ferries of despair and disease lairs of the deceased are prepared for 28 weeks crimson eyes stare emptily from entities sparing with speech deny Charon his fee as I bare bleeding teeth, tear trees from frail feet leaving entrails danglin from a stranger's fatigues strangle teams, my dangerous strain of jeans hangs lames with Buddy Lee's L-shaped shells are propelled by an eigth of the team, don't take what u can't bring break stamps with a cannon's ink, this clandestine clansmen commander never sneaks deadly weaponry beams packets, gleaming steel jackets passed to the masses by Lazarus, a craftsman
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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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Budda's teaching 1
"believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense"
---Buddha I spit seas and swallow the wind follow a god's dreams and draw from this script jars of pens plot the revenge of marksmen betrayed targets of scientific debate and intense hatred, these men blend pages of life as blades united escaped Arkhamm patients in the night, patiently writing "end of days" dissertations the sinister faces devising against caped knights traitors are nice with venomous knives, criminal minded lyricists called to be abyssal spawn the dark demons from the farthest reaches of life drink each heart-beat of light, breathe in hardened leaves of spite towers of Pisa lean right as I teach this powerful thesis scowling cowards walk with Jesus as I chalk this author's voice fallin from the cliff's teeth I'm caught by inked wings slaughter enemies softly with this song, addin on
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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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gargoyles crouch on blocks and outcroppings,
powerful thoughts project minds on rocky wings their shadows, small dots on the weak, red marks of the beast, hawks chopping the feet of stocks they hunt and feed suns sink into forgotten seas, chaotic heathens obsessed with the resting eggs of hunter's need never trust too easily, the sleeping enemy dreams enviously creeping, venomous teeth peering at the streets uneasily fear the steel's sting, feel the piercing screams as I knit needles and strings stitch hard digits and beats, force long marches on large percentages startin beef with sparking elites even uncharged my speeds are uncharted on this spectrum of speech undead, never restin Heath Ledgers bound by print, frowns and grins exchanged as the people's pleasure, shouting crowds dissent the resurrection and their petition releases Barrabus upon Jerusalem... "...and is considered by most authorities to be the most dangerous man alive..." "he killed many of the temple's priests and was sentenced to death..."
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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; 04-20-2009 at 01:39 PM. |
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Weep
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 walk among us as people locked and penned citizens, shocked and bought by hollow gifts, offer submission larger degrees are softees caught in a system of greed these thoughtless children feed a regime of precision, cogs in a machine of robbery, addiction, and long prison sentences no matter the offer, don't speak business with pink piglets twist leaflets and rivets into peak positions, spit double helix bulletins until public streets are overrun with heat tucked on hooded men beasts hunt on cloven hooves and timbs, biscuits clutched closer erupt in silent mists, ranks, files, and print break and recreate the eighty fifth mechanisms blades swish, now the snake's kiss exposes it's hate in venom old frustrations motivate victims, bored, impatient and indifferent this growing pain and distance is directly related to celebrating databases displayed by the eighth pitch, I relay deitific scripts with the world's weight on my achin wrists "You've been living in a dream world..." "no! It can't be!" "Remember, all I'm offering is the truth. Nothing more." "Poor Morpheus. Without him we are all lost." "I have dreamed a dream and now that dream is gone from me." we were rebels once, twisted metal punks and restless gunmen corrupted by devilish blood, sometimes I wonder if the flesh has won we feast on heaven's crumbs and never question our lesson's sums, even when defeat adds up to our precious slums lose my signal's feed and barbeque pig's feet, starter pistols, darts as epistles for official streets cross rivers and digital streams with mental leaps I feed on guerilla speeches, blue pills seek us as remedies for diseases but their "I"s will never "C" the truth if belief itself was proof then may my hellish wings leave me soon, the chief spoon in a kitchen of dull instruments lulled into a false sense of ignorance, don't fall for large percents and their common cents my coffin's walls were white-washed and rinsed, all is not lost as long as gods exist...
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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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...whew, trues. "I"s will never "C" the truth, I.C. [Immanuel's Christ]. eh, these things come together. I got you though, don't accept deals coming from them...I got what is my own business I'm puddin'/puttin' together, the others is gelatin, trues...
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04-14-2009, 03:43 PM
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uppin
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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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yo the darts is serious homie respect, we need more heads like u in the midwest, get a usb mic, an official pop filter, then holla at me, we can do some things g, 100
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