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[Picasso]

not a minute dog
an hour/apologize

your should be sorry for not spreading knowledge to the masses

[mceeQ]

I sincerly apologise from da bottom of ma big heart please find it in ur selves to forgive me lol
Much love i have been kinda outta touch in a sense but i'm back so lets set this thread afire
REAL HIP HOP LIVES
VIVA LA REVOLUTION

[mceeQ]

yo yo yo check it out......
ma fingers type dance over da keyboard key stylin' puttin da re back in resource/freesytlin'/
battlin' conscious thought as i lay unconscious/ oblivious to da fact dat these fumes are nauseous/
from the .../factories dat manufacture new age emcees/with da bling bling bang bang shoot u dead philosophies/
high jack postive thought in their robberies/still got a price on ma head ain't no stoppin' me/
they say freedom of speech is outlawed/then i guess i'll be an outlaw and speak truth till da grave stone/
ma name etched in chambers of history missin' me like puffy diddy did when biggy wasn't in da pic-y pic-y/
so wat i say is :D :D :D ....
smile dats wat i mean keep it real and no doubt keep ur conscious clean/

[mceeQ]

like santa.....claus/ i put da Clauses in a uptown mansion long hair like a younger hanson/
a different species of human evolution/da rap pentagon bringin' da fastin' like it was ramadan/
spittin' raw talent till rubb off sling rubber neck emcess with ma "stop nonsense top off"/
no i won't let off stay levitated call me aloff/i'd still battle da champ in freestyle and ripp his head off/
toss his commercial lines into a rocket and then blast off/why u need waist bands for ur broad bands piss off/
i'd rather see soft porn and still stay soft/with da stay soft phrase i condition ur essays/
cover they faces so they can try to save face/
i'm animated at this second still not know why we not nominated/still slaves to 1st world deficient dominated/
not contemplated....../
why u think they fly airplanes thru da world trades/we need attention and theres like a million ways/
it translates to da hip hop culture da way da political climate is /make me speak word to ma mother/
sole purpose is da elevation /empower our myriad of communities to strenghten our whole nations.......

[mceeQ]

Back 2 Basics.



Lets it goin’ yall……….

It all started da way a real epic shuld go/a production company and a commercialised flow/first time was real awkward ,didn’t know wat to do/but da beat of da bass was wat got me thru/spoke to ma soul with expressions of veined gold/half listened to reason like Vincent Van Gough/once hooked knew dat I’d neva let go/even when artists didn’t rep on their wack shows/small budding in school a community I joined a crew/after class syphas bangin’ on desks for instrumentals/we was buggin’ out idolising da new innovators/slim shady was hot so spat on crazy anger/hidden in da closet where skills on coat hangers/ruff riders ruled da block we meditated on head bangers/hawking tapes makin ur mix collections connin’ lil uptown cats for latest editions/I remember when I chose ma first name kinda strange coz I’d been ghost writin’ for maself and class fame/but they wasn’t feelin’ till I met ma kindreds helped me to grow in da direction of da positive/I didn’t know wat it is or where it wuld get me /coz da only thing poppin’ was da gospel industry/and I didn’t have da voice ,though I did accapella/honing da vocals to elevate (me) like Huey propeller/lessons we learnt hard like beef btwn fella /we was fiending on lyrics and dudes stole from my next man/we was battlin’ dissin’ makin’ songs about lame sham/and didn’t understand we was hampering da arts development/pple said we alienated listening to ur shit when they was being panstula’s vibin’ to kwaito hits/I didn’t know wat to make of it…./was I a idiot or was I being stupid/joined da masses when left ma massive new area code didn’t know dat I was above average/but this love was too intense it ravaged like a savage/came back to me every night gimme something 2 damage and made me take journeys to da middle passage/chicks was like his got a fake american accent/truth I was tryin’ to belong copying ma favourite rappers/but I grown from dat stage now I know originality/an individual talent manifested lyrically/centre piece in ma mind ma story da chandelier/hanging over ma head like a halo on ma left ear/I’m speaking from da heart and it’ll only be sec yeah/swear it’ll be on ma head stone when rest there/hip hop fortified till I ma descendants come and rest here/next to me with ma soul spittin’ syphas in da wind/hip hop ma spiritual crack and I’m a fiend/not ashamed of ma culture I remain connected don’t confuse this for wigga youth culture defective…../coz I spit a killa battle verse in less than 30 seconds/and leave ur ass for budding rhymers as there “seconds”/break laws of physicals endurance and records/and cut da strings of da commercial bureacrate puppets/the reason I ask myself …..is becoz I love it/hip hop……… I love ur!!/

These Poison arrows dat I spit at you/hip hop gave me life so I can get thru/
Seeing a lot cats abusing her sacred name/I’m going back to basics , suggest you do da same/

[Nameless]

Conscious... that's what i like about Zim Rap...

[black ghost]

my poetry grows in stages puts on different faces the basis/
my dreams are as deep as the matrix like paintings/
i produce pictures of different races i expose that im amazing/
my words are aging just as fast ancient works from sages/
i write with direction and scope so im taking you to places/
zim hop i leave in stasis because its the true to life im embracing/
the racists i out run em they cant even stand to see us shining/
the haters hate to see me signing getting rich ofthe silver lining/
because i preach it the way that i sees and then i seize it/
the fame nobody believes it a nigga can come up and speak it/
i breath it their toxins in the air but then i play hide and seek to prepare/
zim hop dont be scared when you see me rise ive always been there/

im just trying to get rid of these cobwebs doin a few warm ups
how come mc's are allowing some of these no talent actors(not rappers)
run the airwaves?

[black ghost]

at the moment im held back i only relate to pages/
so the cowards dont know because they cant read my cases/
even if i wrote in lower cases its hierogliphics to these aces/
claiming cristal shooting videos in their parents places/
while my hooop dreams got me feinding for the basement/
but the truth is that we got to make this a revolution/
were the soldiers are half mc and half poet in units/
let these fakers realize that we're half amazing and half human/
pushing to get us on the map so that were capital/
so that we can bring the capital back to the heart of africa/
holster your pens ready to dice those who dont make amends/
for crimes against zim hop by showing up on trends/
we need beats and then hijack the feed and beam/
pirate messeges on zbc and the south african scene/
if your with me you just tell you know what i mean/

ill skillz keep reppin never let tru talent die

[Nameless]

Was king pinn... from Zim :?: :o

Damn this kid is sick.... I read in Hype that he passed on... stand to be corrected... :( :cry:

I salute Him....

[black ghost]

reast in peace to those who made their still reppin even in the grave

many masters died in the struggle so i go back to the huddle/
i quake the earth when i rumble is it harlem shaking or do they stumble/
the war is in the urban jungle and many say that they love you/
but its the deception two faces an mcees perception/
is his weapon and free speech is my protection and conventions/
house assasins and massses the haters are blasting along with critics casting/
spells so that someones career is crashing im enhancing/
my view point like glasses and camera focusing action/
asking trying to get things clear hiphop is a confusing notion/
many are boasting but the same are out there voicing/
the opposite but their criss crossing the oceans coasting and toastin/
the conscious brothers are out there getting intouch with emotions/
but we want the money just as hard otherwise we wouldnt be smoking/
burning up pages as we write the ashes leave me choking/
im hearing many voices put messages im making choices/
wether to give in sin or where to begin i look to the sky/
at late night intervals waiting for the stars to align/
maybe then i can get it straight and stop wondering why/

[Picasso]

I'm not the host
But I thro up myblack fist for the black ghost

[black ghost]

thanks picasso its good to see brothers showin love

i write thoughts concrete i here many saying the speak about the streets/
but when i look at what their writing their not speaking about me/
but i get so egotistical when i look down at my pages/
because im creating life through my words recucitating patients/
dead lines are waiting for my healing touch but im caging/
them in a format so im the illest and the cruelest master/
the captor and i put my words among a pharoehs riches in alabaster/
i put some of my tamer lyrics to pasture the others are faster/
at times im quick to act the claws im my palm im not quick to retract/
i swipe at plaques because the real love is in the dap/
but the gold money riches has got many a nigga thinking/
about the bitches the women and hip hop becomes business/
i wont say many sold out because i know that its cold out/
in the streets and some arnt as strong and cant hold out/
so we got divides in the planet but subtareanean flows got the magnet/
closer to the core unlike the obove ground beauty pagent/
i hunt to ravage because this is my right(write) of passage/

[mceeQ]

i type on a mental keyboard with strong chords of melodic
hip hop disciple with scriptures to preach it/teach yungun's with baby rattles for mics/
i'm inspired by any beat dat evokes me to write/
type rite or religous rites abuse rights/with blood shot eyes i spoil ur new whites/