Imitation

Nigma · 08-31-2013, 02:59 PM

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Re: Imitation of Style

The task at hands to match the stuff you struggle to handle
The trouble with that, I've done it but I'm humble in action
To sum it quick I'm lappin past the trash of an amateur
I want none of it, like the last expansion of Candada
Take a straight gaze at the path, don't day break around Afrika
Date raping giraffes with the pack of beta apes thats attractin ya
Damn, it's like ya summoned from a dungeon how you creep up the steps
You think you're something but you're nothing.. The Placebo Effect
I'm the type to write a section reminding men of all 5 they senses
And then say try to test like the mindset of a tribal medic
Spewing the facts of life, you only true when the task is dying
Knew he had passed his prime so I threw him on past horizons
Viewing the crashing site and the beauty it catalyzes
Too much moving, we act in signs like students of acting
Commuting through hands and smiles like Nubian pantomimers
Inhale fumes till I catch on fire in a rapture minded stature
I am choosing the last survivor with the catch-a-liar method
Your task, to draft a writing on the master of fire..

If I was there I'd say that I'm a cleric of the of newer ages
Barrels full of silver seein werewolves in the lunar rays, the
Tarots cards are truthful, pay off the tariffs for my rule breaking
Tearing human brains I'm like a Pharaoh in a tomb awakened
Scarin them like half a page will contract AIDS and get cancer
I'm a black mage on the Sabbath, the last days of a rapture
A man trained as assassin, I'm Max Payne with a cannon
Land, wait, and inhabit.. The whole planets alarmed!
Grown, planted, and farmed in our botanical garden

It don't matter, regardless you'll be cloning my figure
A poets only limits what he knows and can deliver
If you hold that inner wisdom let it grow before you pick it
If your goal is to persistently bring growth to all your writtens
But you're focusing on winning, only know you'll never get it
Pathetic, they saying that all I do is flow?
Yeah, in my writtens it's potent
But that simple shit you quote
Is just a ripple in my ocean
And I've grown so bitter cold that it's the only shit I'm holding
When emotion grips my shoulder and it lifts me from this coma
It is youthful food for thought, I'm like a gypsy with ambrosia
When the seconds stem from minutes and the gimmick scene is closing
Hope you scribbled in some notes cause you will miss me when it's over
So I'm always solitary and alone the poems can rescue me
Boatloads of the recipe, coke-nosed to suppress the beef
Patron, smoke, and some ecstasy, my own soul is repressing me
Own homes at the depths and I'm stone cold like it's wrestling
Before I let them in on my perception of investment,
I'ma end the clip like men before the credits of a western flick

I guess it's just a...

Limit breaker, switch the pace from basic to phase two
And if you want to imitate my style, I don't blame you

08-31-2013, 02:59 PM	#1
Nigma The COAT... Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: BC, Canada Posts: 1,723 Battle Record: 28-20 Champed - Art of Writing League (x3) Rep Power: 4595813	Imitation Private Messages in Folder: Outbox Re: Imitation of Style The task at hands to match the stuff you struggle to handle The trouble with that, I've done it but I'm humble in action To sum it quick I'm lappin past the trash of an amateur I want none of it, like the last expansion of Candada Take a straight gaze at the path, don't day break around Afrika Date raping giraffes with the pack of beta apes thats attractin ya Damn, it's like ya summoned from a dungeon how you creep up the steps You think you're something but you're nothing.. The Placebo Effect I'm the type to write a section reminding men of all 5 they senses And then say try to test like the mindset of a tribal medic Spewing the facts of life, you only true when the task is dying Knew he had passed his prime so I threw him on past horizons Viewing the crashing site and the beauty it catalyzes Too much moving, we act in signs like students of acting Commuting through hands and smiles like Nubian pantomimers Inhale fumes till I catch on fire in a rapture minded stature I am choosing the last survivor with the catch-a-liar method Your task, to draft a writing on the master of fire.. If I was there I'd say that I'm a cleric of the of newer ages Barrels full of silver seein werewolves in the lunar rays, the Tarots cards are truthful, pay off the tariffs for my rule breaking Tearing human brains I'm like a Pharaoh in a tomb awakened Scarin them like half a page will contract AIDS and get cancer I'm a black mage on the Sabbath, the last days of a rapture A man trained as assassin, I'm Max Payne with a cannon Land, wait, and inhabit.. The whole planets alarmed! Grown, planted, and farmed in our botanical garden It don't matter, regardless you'll be cloning my figure A poets only limits what he knows and can deliver If you hold that inner wisdom let it grow before you pick it If your goal is to persistently bring growth to all your writtens But you're focusing on winning, only know you'll never get it Pathetic, they saying that all I do is flow? Yeah, in my writtens it's potent But that simple shit you quote Is just a ripple in my ocean And I've grown so bitter cold that it's the only shit I'm holding When emotion grips my shoulder and it lifts me from this coma It is youthful food for thought, I'm like a gypsy with ambrosia When the seconds stem from minutes and the gimmick scene is closing Hope you scribbled in some notes cause you will miss me when it's over So I'm always solitary and alone the poems can rescue me Boatloads of the recipe, coke-nosed to suppress the beef Patron, smoke, and some ecstasy, my own soul is repressing me Own homes at the depths and I'm stone cold like it's wrestling Before I let them in on my perception of investment, I'ma end the clip like men before the credits of a western flick I guess it's just a... Limit breaker, switch the pace from basic to phase two And if you want to imitate my style, I don't blame you __________________