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'Section 9'
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Prince Rai & Shizzah :: Scriptz Shed Light Across the Earth, Slae the today where we don't pray We own the tools of the trade, mental blades on a parade since the first grade The lionheart warrior swung the diamond club at the spade Seventeen guardians guarding the bell chimes Giving the universe some space and time To unwind, and prepare for our rhymes Leave Nostradamus speechless, he never predicted our written We took a stab at the Big Ben The clock bled time, we needed to patch the seconds together Peasants fled from the rain, cheetahs brought the weather Letters carved in the deep tombs of Egypt They don't mean anything, that's why noone can read it We wrote it... But nobody ever thought it, ancient politics still destroying minds secret entities creeping giants, but our words ungrazed by rocks and diamonds, blood money under the flag of sweet milk and honey, jewels of the mighty still light up the sky, enough left till the oceans run dry, evil lurks but we are fighting sturdy, upright knights our style never dirty, we're still in it so bring on the brawls, tigers timid hiding under shawls, dark matter shatters unfathomable boundaries, our existence building for millions of centuries, no room for exaggerations, our will alone is blessed with the ability for natural alterations, life nurtured to entail complex mysteries, but who will solve it.... We round up like the Earth revolving Mysteries of species that still are evolving Painting vivid pictures with brushes of mysticism Writing rich scriptures with rushes of lyricism Travel like the light, reach unreachable distance Binary stars gifted with residual resistance Generals and soldiers with logical assistance Enough gifted braincells to spark the scene Check the dictionary if you don't what it means Beams of light trying to catch the supernova Death of a star producing dust to start over Intergalactic travels are our daily agenda We rhyme in gazebos, and chill in haciendas Each took a spaceship, peach-sized Sun's reached The walls of space that cannot be breached Or can they? mayan sun, scorching heat, running feet, rapid verse truly unique, thats why they call it universe. words as stars, sentence planets held together by invisible force all bowing down to our universal laws. space boundaries infinite possibilities, my mind transcends into deep parallel facinities. powerful beings, angel sightings, the end for the devil is near, throughout the years people have been living in fear, poisoned darts pinpoint mechanically evil men who border insanity, the audacity scientists believe we cannot defy gravity, the possibility that we can do more than what our limitations permit, future scriptures will have the fabric of our current mental possessions, people dedicate to us humble processions, our next rhyme shizzah will be given with heavy concessions |
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LIVE AND UNCUT
Join Date: Oct 2006
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exceptional.
Carl Sagan would be proud of this gem- filthy yall, filthy- peace- |
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'Section 9'
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Good looking out bro ^
We bringing the juice to this subforum. |
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Crash You In The Clouds!
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'Section 9'
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Thanks, it's appreciated.
This will go down again. |
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'Section 9'
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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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and verses doper than a breast reduction and anal reconstruction
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Writing verses in S9
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It was lyrical seduction!!!
thanks for the comments, we appreciate it. shizzah and i will be doing this again for def peace
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'Section 9'
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Prince Rai & Shizzah:: Days of Our Lives From the joys of winning the grand prix of the womb being a sperm cell, to the candy face look when the class gets dismissed by the school bell, early life being a young one brings certain degrees of utmost bliss, remembering your first girl and that magical first kiss, to the highs of la vie through that exhillerating spliff. toy story figures all in your mind and dreams of ice cream and that kind, worries and miseries are for older gods while cleaning the floors of the forums are left to the mods, i survey maps of brocolli trees while colourful entities jump out so vividly, my heart racing like supercars my soulful body taking me to mars, i can paint pictures better than picasso can decipher art, my mouth going hyper throwing a thousand darts and laughing so loud when i hear farts. The smell of my gas leaves everyone dead for a mile, my immature attitude can be read by my style. Hating girly girls at first but now they on me like a curse. I can't help looking at them aimlessly, tropical rainforests is what i feel, touching their caves inserting my monster loud creatures, lord have mercy. mountainous terrains with cream on top, the last one i saw was in bavaria, nipple so hard i bit it like a mosquito giving it malaria. year by year my chest gets hairier, while the gigantic size of my dick gets scarier, last thing i heard was that wu tang was performing live in siberia. The day's hotter than the desert in Syria Going to school, state of mass hysteria The backpack on my shoulders, heavy like granite boulders You're sweating fast, you want the first class to be the last Making the class pass by looking at the teacher's ass You get an F, you don't give an F, you're feeling good about yourself Get smacked on the head, your cheek stays red, can't wait to get home to bed Next class, write rhymes on a piece of paper Spit in your shadow on the wall, finish it later Make it greater, serve it like a waiter, swift like Frater Looking at the girl, sitting in front of you You in love, buds making fun of you Can't wait for the class to end, so you could chill with your friends Recess, you take a deep breath, sit and chill with your mates Talking about last-night dates, discussing future fates Laugh hard, roll dice, causing fights in the schoolyard Punching a kid hard for calling you 'retard' But I wanted me smart, so I stayed out I played out every play, but they calling me a dork I'm sorry, but there's no pork on my fork, I'm not chewing beef With my front white teeth, boy please, what's wrong with peace? I'll always be remembering these days, reminiscing of that child-phase You may be growing chest-hairs, but the feeling stays You'll always be a kid,no matter how old you be You'll always look forward to tell stories to your seeds From first breath, to first step, from first diss, to first kiss |
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Winter is Coming
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Some nice back in the day shit right there
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'Section 9'
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Hell yea.
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God Of WAr
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[QUOTE=Shizzah;1287518][LEFT][CENTER] Prince Rai & Shizzah :: Scriptz
[ [COLOR=DeepSkyBlue] We own the tools of the trade, mental blades on a parade since the first grade i like that there The lionheart warrior swung the diamond club at the spade another one i like Letters carved in the deep tombs of Egypt They don't mean anything, that's why noone can read it????? secret entities creeping giants, but our words ungrazed by rocks and diamonds, nice imagery jewels of the mighty still light up the sky, enough left till the oceans run dry, real good imagery here evil lurks but we are fighting sturdy, upright knights our style never dirty, nice [ dark matter shatters unfathomable boundaries, our existence building for millions of centuries, blaow.. no room for exaggerations, our will alone is blessed with the ability for natural alterations, line flow like water [LEFT] We round up like the Earth revolving Mysteries of species that still are evolving Painting vivid pictures with brushes of mysticism whew hit my headpiece hard with those three Binary stars gifted with residual resistance Generals and soldiers with logical assistance Enough gifted braincells to spark the scene Check the dictionary if you don't what it means Nastiness simple but nasty Beams of light trying to catch the supernova Death of a star producing dust to start over Man you guys need to record this shhhh.. [LEFT]mayan sun, scorching heat, running feet, rapid verse truly unique, thats why they call it universe. words as stars, sentence planets held together by invisible force all bowing down to our universal laws. nice darts i like all the star references too space boundaries infinite possibilities, my mind transcends into deep parallel facinities. powerful beings, angel sightings, the end for the devil is near, throughout the years people have been living in fear, jewels man.. don't we wish this would happen soon poisoned darts pinpoint mechanically evil men who border insanity, the audacity scientists believe we cannot defy gravity, speechless.. Overall this was a well written, well thought out, precisely executed collobaration.. i defintely need to collab with you guys soon!
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'Section 9'
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Great breakdown for real. Thanks JDot.
About this line: Letters carved in the deep tombs of Egypt They don't mean anything, that's why noone can read it It's just that I wanted to say how we left everyone wondering, for something we did fucking around, like we made all those mysteries in Egypt. |
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