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[blackseptember]

Got rhymes n verses worth posting.................. put em up here:---

Truth be told

Justice is a guy that died longtime ago/
Hope is that beautiful girl that am still tryna date/
Happiness is like father Christmas (does he really exist?)/
Trust was murdered cold blooded I saw her in the hearse/
Love is that guy on drugs always hallucinating/
Peace is serving time in jail and they wont let him out/
The white man threw the keys and gave us guns instead/
God is that Good Guy that they misunderstand/
Yeh God is that Good guy that they falsely crucified/

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[blackseptember]

What is love?
Love is when a man begins to hallucinate.

What is hate/
Hate is that feeling that makes your beat.

What is Peace?
Peace is when you put two fingers up, but don’t mean it.

What is war
War is when the white man makes money when black people shoot each other.

What is a gun?
A gun is that thing that makes you think you have the power.

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What is a funeral/
A funeral is that event that black people never miss.

What is a good politician/
A good politician is a pile of shit that disguises itself as a stool.

What is a politician?
A politician is a stool that thinks you are fool.

What is the truth?
The truth is that thing that black people seem to miss.

[blackseptember]

i rather go to hell than dream about goin to heaven/half of my friends r in hell i dont think i can get along with angels/God will probably kick me out cos am so wicked and wild/am a sinner too u'll never see wings on my back/and thats the difference between me and your priest cos i never claim that am holy/we the sins that u planted, so dont be surprised of what u get/in the hood u got two choices, homicide or suicide/either u die or u get killed aint no dreams where am from/we never look u p to he sky/ why we never get no answers/the more u try to get out, the more the wonna see you giving up/9-11 was a joke, my continent has seen more/Rwanda genocide where the F*&% were the cameras/HIV killing us, anti viros they aint giving us/everybody hoping for survival, grab your bible, grab yo rifle/read your verses read the chapters/ make sure you heavy on the waist, dont let my words go to waste/ makesure you ready for the test/ I cry tears.......................


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[blackseptember]

A day before

If I had to go back to the day b4/
I’ll write a letter to my step daughter/
let her know I wish I was there to see her grow older/
reality and life put me in a tight corner/
so me and yo moms had to part ways in that order/
and even though me n you moms are no longer/
at least now I know what it feels like to be father/
except that days now just seem much longer/
and the pain that I still carry on my shoulder/
cos now its clear that I wont see you no more/
but never once think that u don’t matter/
cos in my heart u always be my first daughter/
so if I had to go back to the day b4/
I’ll go back to the day yo moms decided to part ways/
That’s when it came to me in my life u were that worth/

[blackseptember]

Am faster than the speed of light /
faster than the bottle of wine u drink for the first time/
am deeper than toilet bowls/
my rhymes are longer than toilet rolls that you wipe your shit with/
am quick with the mic device every time I come to spit this, so eat this/
I run thru this verse so fast like Michael Johnson on drugs even breaks wouldn’t stop me/
am faster than aids infections/
condoms wouldn’t save your life like the air bags they put in new cars/
I told u that was bad like Michael Jackson u couldn’t beat me/
that’s why I serve you like restaurants that have no waiters/
but I still remain discreet like your girlfriends G string/
my flow is so systematic like H to the 0/
am unstoppable like crime on Joburg streets/
am envied by women like Pamela Anderson’s tits/
like blood I creep from the underground pits/
my point is always on cos I never seem to miss the beat/
am so ill when I come like contraception mcs need to take pills/
am so elevated don’t need elevators to take me to the top/
if I flop don’t mean am weak you can blame it on the beat/
am too deep like diamond minds am still waiting to be discovered/
like John Barnes I keep kicking it until I reach the goal post/
Mcs still boast that they lost cos they boast about the gold chains hanging on their necks/ slaves that are lost/
blind to the fact that they locked in the chains that they strap on their wrist/
call it a Rolex I call it a bondage/
its not the white man that’s underground digging the diamond and gold/
my mic device is mine/
the mic device is a friend of mine/

[blackseptember]

.......i pick up my pen and turn my sorrows into rap/cos its so easy to be caught up in a trap/ even though we b
orn blind we die with eyes open/life is an open book son read between the lines/sometimes i ask myself is death stalking, keep hoping that heaveans doors remain open/when i die start knocking for God to open/am not afraid of death/am just afraid of meeting God/will he judge me or let me thru the pearly gates/ all these women that i slept with/all the bottles that ave emptied/ and everybody else that ave showed my middle fingure at/ will he send me to hell to battle the devil/ cos me and Lucifer got beef to settle/

[blackseptember]

A Beautiful Place

Am from a war infested continent/
Where child soldiers will shoot you and kill the president/
The war zone is a Play Station, Grand Theft is a Joke to them/
Oil for food, blood for diamonds, Lord please talk to them/
The wars are made of Lords that are gods for those that be serving them/

Africa is a rich continent with rich Presidents/
Presidents are dissidents of the privileged/
Greed over matter but the world says it doesn’t matter/
Wars served on the platter, we left with children without mothers/
Cos their fathers were murdered and mothers are sex slaves/

[blackseptember]

Ernesto Alfabeto Nhamuave (R.I.P)

Hey my darling don’t worry I will be back in November/
I miss you so much it seems like ave been here forever/
I already bought my train ticket I think it was back in September/
ave started counting days cos things here are getting worse/
we haven’t been to work in the last four days cos South Africa hates us/
Last night I saw on the news they burnt a man to his death/
They say they don’t like foreigners so they put tire to his neck/
They threw a petrol bomb filled with gasoline and lit his body to flames/
I didn’t have time to pack my bags cos they stole the few things that I had/
1000s of us have been forced into refugee camps/
Winter time is here and we don’t even have sleeping mats/
They burnt my shack to the ground even your photos to ashes/
I think I’ll come home earlier than I had originally wanted/
And the man they burnt to ashes that was the husband you loved/
No memories for you left cos they even took my wedding band/
But don’t worry am in heaven now please look after my son….PEACE

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[robary]

blackseptember said:

Mcs still boast that they lost cos they boast about the gold chains hanging on their necks/ slaves that are lost/
blind to the fact that they locked in the chains that they strap on their wrist/
call it a Rolex I call it a bondage/

thats real bro coz some mcs are blinded by the Tv tend to copy what others are doing 4gettin there history.

blackseptember said:

condoms wouldn’t save your life like the air bags they put in new cars/

Ilike this piece it shows how creative you are,moreover it has ameaning/lesson

Ifeel you Bro thats good of you!!!

[robary]

blackseptember said:

Truth be told

Justice is a guy that died longtime ago/
Hope is that beautiful girl that am still tryna date/
Happiness is like father Christmas (does he really exist?)/
Love is that guy on drugs always hallucinating/
Peace is serving time in jail and they wont let him out/
God is that Good Guy that they misunderstand/
Yeh God is that Good guy that they falsely crucified/

Thats good of you,actually each word contain all de shit thats happens in the world esp this one

blackseptember said:

Trust was murdered cold blooded I saw her in the hearse/

blackseptember said:

The white man threw the keys and gave us guns instead/

peace!!!

[blackseptember]

one love black for touching down, watch this space for the upcoming Black September Mixtape vol 2, Due in September 2009, also visit www.temwa.blogspot.com. 1

[SLOGAN]

WHO'S REAL NOW?

Eversince i've been in this game i dropped meaner flows
with my deadly spits i'm a hard killer folks,
i rock bigger domes i got bloodspiller bones,
with dope lines,more like drugdiller phones.
This is serious biz i aint here 2 play dope,
gettin me down is some cats damn hope,
man nop don't get it wrong these aint jokes,
like those against Lekota,rappers can't cope.
I'm invincible,i'm a so deadly meany,
if u think u dope then flow at me kill me,
u won't stand me hear me i'm a war dirty kiddy,
i can't be figured out coz i'm already skinny.
I spit aggresively,my flow is bitterly sent,
if my level drops u know i'll eagerly stand,
i will legally stand,spit and pretend,
drop dope more than druglords with slippery hands

[blackseptember]

hey Slo keep Gunning am loving the verbals u spraying mo fire don