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[tha high priest]

YO hedz Wats up,jus thought we could start a lil spoken word/poetry cyphah up in here let me kick of with this

"HOOD REFLECTIONS"
I bring u reflections from tha hood/
where it aint all good/
as the sun lights up the sky/
we sip tots just to get by/
sometimes we lost in deep thoughts/
of how we can own several plots/
hard to contain flames of desire/
without being burnt by the fire/
chasin elusive dreams/
like rollin on 26 inch rims/
many situations heartbreakin/
but we gatta seek solace within/
relatin to the general population/
might offer some consolation/
coz though its everyone on his own/
u aint gon thru ish alone/
sometimes its a s mile atha times a frown/
cos this life is all about the ups n down/

[Couzifer]

I got no more happy reflections from the hood
all I see is shook expressions soaked in blood
shattered faces trapped in broken mirrors...
same mirrors they used to discover their beauty

These are loose reflections from my hood...
those that creeped out into the wild woods
now making they way back for more innocent blood
so I elevate my mind and soul ready for a duel

My hood reflections are dreams consumed by nightmares
like another dawn and no more poetry in my fingertips
and images of a different hood that I never lived in...
...constantly flashing in my third eye's vision!!!

So if you look carefully into these words
you will see nothing but just a vacuum reflection
of an empty space that once was my hood
now consumed by great fear, hatred and crime!!!

[Couzifer]

Come on guys, this cant jus' end like that...lets keep it goin'

[tha high priest]

in ma hood seen kids with grills on they dental
and life veterans with scars in they mental
supressin that skeleton
could drive u insane
heard sad stories of broken dreams
spirits depart heard anguished screams
as some emerge from the womb
others are buried in the tomb
simulateneous occurrence of joy n pain
seems like they two sides of the same coin
gat ma mental state swingin like a pendulum
resist wind by standin firm
tryna analyse the interior
saw distorted images on cracked mirror
coz to see the real
u gatta swallow the bitter pill
poems n twigs inspire meditation
as i analyse the reflection


yo couz spark this man,lets keep it goin

[Emigee]

Cuz you have great words, it’s not accidental,
it’s a gift we have its just incidental,
the poetry done is for all not confidential,
I know I can’t be any close to supernatural,
I know given the chance I can also do some poetry just give me time and I will do it…
The high priest, Cuz keep the flames up and blazing

[Emigee]

tha high priest said:

sometimes we lost in deep thoughts/
of how we can own several plots/
hard to contain flames of desire/
without being burnt by the fire/
chasin elusive dreams/

true to dat.....word my man, i feel the same at time like that... the shit is my weekness keeps getting the best of me.....

[tha high priest]

HANDS OF TIME

Weightless as the hands carry me through eras/
smoke clears now the picture more clearer/
the hands uncover hidden truths/
some painful like a sweet tooth/
can you handle the trial/
of a best friends betrayal/
time passage enable wing formation/
now i can fly ma mental to elevation/
lerant to be more wise/
situations i analyse/
before tossin that dice/
sometimes theres no 2nd chance/
its scary how the hands move too fast/
soon its time to return to the dust/

[Couzifer]

I'm sure u' fucken low, may be got Aids by now!
...bump!

take a good look at em' fadin' veins...
...bumb!

u's heart strained, love stained, brain washed...
...bump!

u's jus' a shell hidin' behind its own shadow...
...bump!

time never told so u' got caught in between waiting...
...bump!

[Emigee]

Am more mathematic just like windows Excel,
You feel you’re great please I’ll expel.
I will make history in this land so that stories you can tell.
I know I can be more legendary like my boy William Tell,
I bring in relief from my words just in a school bell.
I know this nation is sinking and they wont even tell,
For me I keep my mouth wide open so as to tell and tell,
If the wrong people listen to this, they will show me the cell,
At times I feel that’s at times our destiny, dead or in jail cell.
You can’t air your views to bring some hope to propel,
It’s like anything good is all raised up and is for sale,
I have never done drugs; I try to stay focus to tell.
I see hope in the writing being done, I can tell.
I know life’s a bitch but we can try making it a fairy tale.
I never believe in love for I saw it as some long boring tale.
Actually it’s worth it if you check it at some different scale,
I don’t do poetry but I try to keep it real and help it propel…
My bro’s Couz and High Priest keep it falling,
For in this you’re like the rain drops that give hope to us in this land……
Let the wicked soul flee!!!!

[tha high priest]

BENEATH THA SURFACE
Beneath tha surface
lies supressed thoughts
and evil plots
devious schemes
and unfufilfilled dreams
unconquered fears
and falling tears
as the soul silently weeps
pain inflicted by lifes whips
a harsh experience
cracks shell of innocence
bad memories are lifes scars on yo conscience
even though we bury them deep in the sub concious
in night mares they resurface
in the end the bitter truth we have to face


yo word couz ,emigee lets keep the poetry flowin
Hype Intelligent Poetic Hittin On Point
hip hop 4 ever

[Emigee]

My mind is playing tricks, it’s playing tricks
This is my conscience speaking
Am tired of crying and weeping
It’s like all is lost and am Seeking
Problems don’t end they still creeping
Am choked by smoke am coughing
I can’t even see the smoke is blinding
I trust in God for its fruits of hoping
From this I will have fruits of living
The lord is my shepherd and am trusting
In this world he’s kept me surviving
As a result he made things easing
I know some day we will be walking
From the situation that is stressing
There will be that one who will be caring
To a point he will give all for living
Am up and all I will do is praying if not praising.
My mind has been on trick playing
It’s just about to come to some ending
For the hope I have for good aint dying