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[kaydee]

its never the same,i keep moving forard with every post.........
Ever in the game,i'm making some MC ghost
Ain't in for fame,but ma skillz made a way
How i got ma name?Ma foes got somtin 2 say
Waz a poet but the game called me
alwayz a duet till i became lonely
Still searchin 4 maself,i got no clue
I don't need no help,least of all U!
Nas warned me sleep is the cousin of death!be clever!
If memory serves me right,giants don't sleep forever.


@ Ill Skillz
I'm feelin ur every line!I send ya props!

[mceeQ]

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If memory serves me right,giants don't sleep forever.

arising like da phoenix from da flames from da deep slumber
da jury is out on rappers claims to da throne, we creep under/
hills of bullet casing from wars past jus one of mans blunders
our existence means extinction to all species other....than/ourselves/
we rule da planet with a iron gripp and technological chip
can't wait till it all falls to shit and we go back to da jungle kid/
from da opressor to da opressed beings
i don't think animals wuld put us in zoos for their own viewings/
with da ice caps melting at an alarming rate
i expect more tsunamis and rumblings of earth quakes/
we need to handle our environment take care of mother nature
coz she's a woman and if u hurt her she might jus get fed up with ya/
and when a womans fed up they ain't nothing u can do
jus hope when she kicks ur ass out she won't hit with her shoe/
its jus a few thousand years humans have been in existence
to earth dats nothing 5 billion years old a century is a second/
so u kno we been here for a minute/lord knows wat happens da next hour we might not be in it/

[prolyfik]

eish been away fo so long gotta drop a lil sumthin

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so u kno we been here for a minute/lord knows wat happens da next hour we might not be in it/

in it we spittin words decimating verbs a lyrical sacrament
like John the Baptist beheaded before the last verse/
gettin religious writing scripts unreleased im the black Judas
a couple of Hail Mary`s for the lost souls like Spartacus/

[kaydee]

Let's follow the rules when we do this sh*t. If u dunno the rulez, read the 1st post . Aight!!!!!!!!!

[kaydee]

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a couple of Hail Mary`s for the lost souls like Spartacus/

Street Vagabonds,I'ma bring them back like Onesimus
Searchin for they freedom,I'ma help holla @ the man "Jesus"
Don't start trippin,ma mind's state is too far from religious
Tha Ghetto is ill,Tha street is sick,makin me react like Litmus
Tha future's bleak,i need a drink from da sacred skull of Nostradamus
Hood Soldierz! Keep marchin on,da future is us
They say we minuscle,but they know we colossus
In every Ghetto,in every Hood,pass this sh*t
In every home,in every ear,i make this beat
so u know we been here for a minute
Lord knows wat happens da next hour we might not be in it

[mceeQ]

da streets always accepted da unwanted/open arms to hug, cold shivers on spine and broken hearts/
she arrived with da hope of stardom, dreams of success/hands soft and warm from lil of lifes stress/
ran away from da town dat tried kill her aspirations/told her she wuldn't be someone within any system/
they tried to bring her down with hurtful words and anger/but she fought thru now she gone till november/
fresh on da block she needed to learn quick/coz da grey concrete colour didn't match with her pink/
she was given da run round and lost color in her cheeks/victim of da hardship of surviving da mean streets/
she hid da pink dresses at da back of her closet/and wore black coz she was matching her soul with her outfit/
so many handprints on her skin but it was thick /you culdn't hurt her in anyway plus she neva ever blinked/
she thot going back from where she came from/but her pride wuldn't let her go back a failed dream son/
now she haunts da corners seeking solace in cold blankets/with men dat pay her with drug influenced nonsense/
she tried to clean her self up but web was spun around her/frowns wheneva she applied jobs neva found her/
broken spirit and soul guess it was destined to be/from her birth in da town to da harshness of da city/
she thot which was da greater evil/as her breath left her body and her soul soared up like a eagle/
time will tell another soul robbed of its essence/as her body was taken out another gal entered her residence/

[kaydee]

U need to follow the rules dawg!

[prolyfik]

sorry daw hadnt read the rules

[E-lawminati]

as her body was taken out another gal entered her residence//
a new garden of eden .a big bang refresh-in Eve-ry sense//
sin(seen)not seen(sin).....soul(so) immaculate //
scences obscene now clensed we no longer "have" to taste //
error, no man errs erotism is gone with Eros//
Agape gates our Greed, temptation no longer take souls//
But TIME the healer can also infect//
Man's nature to inconsistent started to defect//
new begining new challenges new programme new virus //
new world order ...new world became a time bomb //
distruction again ..how can a world with so much light grow so dark //
no open arms to hug,just cold shivers on spine and broken hearts//

[mceeQ]

Like finger fcuking muslim paedophiles i'm missing a middle finger/so i don't give a fcukall wat u think of me bra/
but u will recognise da situations dat we face son/coz hip hop bleed rivers of blood jus like khe sanh/
da bullet talk has left her spine crooked like a pensioner/wheelchair hip hop ain't moving sh*t but a camera
heads spanned out with pretty boy rapper types/women with low ambitions with phat asses and small tights/
while blacks in sudan huddle in refugee camps no lights/and u can't even make a song bout dat then u lack real life/
lack da real bite da vision to see da insight/you jus getting LEFT behind coz u lack da real Rights
need to take responsibility for all our actions/i'm ahead of ma time dats when i spit its a P-reaction/
da in-spection i delight like turkish candy reference/vengeful spitter who'll rebuke ur vocal preference/
back with a nostril flared like sos signals/Q warning off those with out mouth pieces to guard their dentals/

[makavelli]

Alter - ego rollercoaster

They told me that whats right was wrong and whats wrong was right
Cmon man how you gonna mess with my mind leaving me without mutherfukin' fight
See everything has a start like a phoenix on is maiden flight
I should have seen it, cleaned it or even fleed it all i wanted was to take a bite.
Like cheese on a mousetrap you get drawn in wishing to get away with a small price but in the end you pay a heavy price your life
Once you are in you cant go out , coz its sold out and its so cold out there but all they keep telling you is to strife
Once beaten twice shy i keep this on my head even got a note on the end of my bed by the handle i grip harder my knife
Its kill or get killed, watched it many a times brains spilled at this rate will i even live to have a wife.
My heart starts beating, adrenaline rushing, heart's juss pumpin', cold steel meets skin, everything goes into slow mo', the last puff of a lit dro' an all i hear is MURDER MURDER!!
Another killing, another bi-product of drug dealin'
Its time for healin' no family stealin'.
All i do is open you eyes its up to you to look at it or look away
Evryone turned a cold shoulder, everyone is going astray
I jus time to fade away, walk move and stroll away.

[kaydee]

Y'all killing this thread! Go back to the very 1st post and see how this ISH is meant to be done. Aight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[mceeQ]

saggy blue jeans we walk blocks planked up/ glock clocked crocked in pools flanked as/
centre of view to fuse/wall papers contructed in cave men avenues/a good man but i'm one of a few/
rocks big as continents crashing upon da oceans/bringing about da extinction of human existence/
lodging in da mental land mine fields one step is death/computer literate arachnide eight legs to spin web/
sights(sites) unknown like ma ass had mistle toe/coz more pple kissing ma ass than christmas parties/
eye(i) patch up ur tarnished limited hungry stammering/like aftermath i'm confused with digits in ma head and in/
a few seconds lose maself within cages of rabid cannines/ripping skin glandular organs and splatter sane wives/
leaving em tipping over da cliff into insanity/i'll imprison their anus first coz they give up their ass to me/
and dats a disgusting line like clitoral circumsions/i'm fucking with alot ur styles but u not feeling "him"/
hideous wood writer/about to make da amazon an endangered forest/and abort ya ghost writers/
so i'm etching ma rhymes on steel plates/ and implanting em underneath ma fists skin so u feel da punchlines/

[mimic truce]

mceeQ said:

saggy blue jeans we walk blocks planked up/ glock clocked crocked in pools flanked as/
centre of view to fuse/wall papers contructed in cave men avenues/a good man but i'm one of a few/
rocks big as continents crashing upon da oceans/bringing about da extinction of human existence/
lodging in da mental land mine fields one step is death/computer literate arachnide eight legs to spin web/
sights(sites) unknown like ma ass had mistle toe/coz more pple kissing ma ass than christmas parties/
eye(i) patch up ur tarnished limited hungry stammering/like aftermath i'm confused with digits in ma head and in/
a few seconds lose maself within cages of rabid cannines/ripping skin glandular organs and splatter sane wives/
leaving em tipping over da cliff into insanity/i'll imprison their anus first coz they give up their ass to me/
and dats a disgusting line like clitoral circumsions/i'm f**king with alot ur styles but u not feeling "him"/
hideous wood writer/about to make da amazon an endangered forest/and abort ya ghost writers/
so i'm etching ma rhymes on steel plates/ and implanting em underneath ma fists skin so u feel da punchlines/

its text verse...so take it as it is. its for read only.

underneath fists blacker than the music's skin,
i feel the punchlines worse than lunch times, im a african fiend//
and i swallow my mind in with head movements like a pelicans wings,
damn and you know its black suns our hearts bask in//
we black sons with different color flags stretched like scars from our origin/
and thats inspired our crayons with uncolorful siance, as far as i've seen//
i imagine sitting on purple clouds, chained to fashion statements...
n that pounds my chest better than all i scrolld in text
cos how could i be of proud of rhythmatic weapons....
when i know they kill worse than any world war thats exist//
n ya'll aint felt me hugged sore... thuggin poor cos however real this to us yall
our goverments aint try to look out for this new folklore//
hiphop is cult-ture, n im battled across sahara deserts n all african slangure//
the cold winters is hit my leathers fold onto my hanger,
till they've peeld and scavd like my driving force in this genre///
n now i stand witha force of all our fathers, cracked skull with fist up mummified in agendas
high n like for first serve of the spoils they tend us
but im in the dirt african soil burrying bodies ive lost from natures//
so what the fuck ya'll saying that kept us.
i been hustled, focked over n twice baptised religious//
had hope, had to cope with fucked up nights n vengeance//
painted black red and green spoke to the gods that sent us//
said malawi was my ground now im known in international centers//
with no cure for my heart bled like 1000 placentas//
from the north to the south east and west of the borders//
see we was birthed in our pain, and it was the families that held us....
and thats how i learnt to try bring all africans together//
but they just take a look at their sweaters,
n if the shits warmer than mine, they say fuck that foever//

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