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ANCIENT BOOK OF RYMES


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#1 cornelius

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Posted 31 October 2008 - 12:28 PM

whats gud, listen, lets play creative, we are going to battle using creativity and yes rhyme work should still be their. imagine their was an ancient book of rhymes and only n ill eemcce can touch it , would you be the one.the dudes to battle me should all explain, what they did with the map after it was all configured, and tell if they where ill enough to get the ancient book of rhymes. lets not have only one entry homies ,lets if creativity still makes an eemmccee. one.
below is my introduction.




I was in the library at 5 am when i came across somethin i over looked, the map to the ancient book of rhymes, rhymes which are written on scrolls, they where left in a forbiden place only an ill eemcee could expose, i saw saliva comin out of my jaws and from my heart i choose, to find this book and be raps ultimate duke, so with the pace of a spook, i ran off to consult acheological experts, so they can give me a perfect headstart, we studied the map all night and discovered it had a missing piece, so we travelled across lands and sands ,rivers and lakes ,to find the missing piece we had to fly to Egypt. we walked through pyramids, while scriptin lymericks untill we found a cenotaph, and on it was an epitar, saying who dares the dead, and as we entered the ancient burrial place of mummies, we had butterflies going through our tummies, the smell of death was mean, and it lowered esteam,so we started to scream,cause our eyes caught a paintin of a man whoose eyes shone like a silver beam, one of the brothers from my team, picked a gold bracelet from a cave, thats when the traps unveiled, our paths got derailed, arrows flew fast from the roof, like rhymes spat in a booth,they peirced through his flesh certifing his death all because of his love for wealth. we shivered in terror when the ground experienced a tremour, so cautiously we walked, forcussing not on gold, but the missin map to the ancient book of rhymes,so slowly we walked to the last cave where we found the body of a young king embarmed, and we heard a voice scream touch him and be damned, from his mouth a string hang, so i pulled the string and their before my eyes was the missing part of the map to the ancient book of rhymes.
BLOOD,SWEET AND TEARS;DEPICT THE POETRY THAT INDUCES YOUR FEARS;
SO TO APPEASE THE DEAD;LET THE POSSESSED DANCE.





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