Lord Shivas SiQ' al Presents: Issues Addressed III

[Saint]

HF HOF 2005-06

Lord Shivas SiQ’ al Presents: No Bolds No Quotes Just Works


With one stroke,

I reigned since the Big Bang explosion, son - Universe diversion - DNA transforms the origins from basic cellular versions till the root of a plant emerges - I reigned when mammals were first inserted to the evolution of man after the Ice Age first contorted - motioned a surge of dust, that cleared out the Great Persian Flood - I reigned thru intelligent minds proving earth’s orifice revolves around the sun in the words of Copernicus - Trek oceanic currents with Amerigo, Da Gama, and Columbus to modern day exploration of space-ships and rockets trusts – In the future, I’ll reign thru the UFO landing on us to the extinction of Earth as the last man standing: SHIVAS!

Yo,


Yo,

gun cocked, aimed. bang! muthafuckaz fall. ahhhhh
Only ten percent of ya chest remains installed, charge me with assault when I point - a nine (.9) at ya and prove Possession is 9/10th of the law! …. Shoot.
Face, neck, and jaw abused in a sec. Im so sick its contagious to the point it consumes my death!
So all the new vets, write me Get Well Soon Cards and I use it to papercut they windpipe off just to Improve their breath!
My sole purpose is to capture the world and fold it.. like crafting origami with ya passports is,
SHIVAS’ constantly scorned, pissed off and my worst emerges then I submerge ya merciless, as I murder ya in the bathtub wit Rootbeer-n-icecream……… make ya body float to the surface! God damn
-Hold up .. rewind back..
I’ll even take it back earlier, when at first you start to scream! but once underwater it seems..... ya life relied on the sound of a splash, Like leaches playin marco-polo in the bloodstream……..ha
The type to punch u till the white off ya tooth enamel shatters, shrapnels fly out slash in ya adams apple! Cleanse my knuckles from the blood that splatters till your face meets the gravel, then punch real deep in the gravel and bury you in the hole I created after!
Unravel the cast & pour after shave on the wounds I gave to ya face.. give ya thoughts a proper reception and hone in on the signal as yu contemplate, when I Craft a board out of antenna wires and rearrange the sea of tranquility to surf your brain waves….
Leave you practically dead, riddled wit every tool packed up in my shed..Make ya sinus act up again, when I punch yu in the nose so the mucous lines the back of ya head ! eww
Abdomen in shreds, from tha flow I’m flexin - battling me is like reciting children stories: “mirror..mirror on the wall”… have yu questioning ya own reflection!
Poked ya neck in. Cave ya chest in so far, bears begin to hibernate in your presence!
I serve delicate lessons of delicatessens that lessen ya senses in mid seconds! In the midst of wreckage, I split my own wig back so you can view how my brain circuit processes these messages…
Its truly a phenomenon-neither fiction nor fact! Can none decipher the code I have.. Even renowned scientists arrange field trips to come down and take notes on how my mind works man! (orchestrated beautifully)
I’ll enlarge the & sign and say it looks like a duck in a beauty pageant …. Shows how yu 'wing in a state' labeled by success!
Unable to text, rookies resorting to old flips of shit I wrote, didn’t think I’d begin noticing?
Before the lounge it was only battles and freeflows to express frustration, bitching, finger pointing..
Don’t blame me you weak, Cuz any normal homosapien can see, I’ll have this ‘Kat hit with an insult’ quicker than the subject of that Answer – Damien beef……. Heh!
Top notch at storytelling to writing self-hype shit,
muthafuckaz eye’n to die with death imprinted inside yo eyelids. And forget the past, I’ll have you begin regretting today.. without amnesia patients suffering through mid-life crisis!
Place my hand on ya head and capture yo mind. As dyna gives ya memoirs a taste of my touch as if I licked my finger to turn the page on ya chapter of life.
Rest lack the reach to fathom my type………. , fathom my type, fathom my type,….



My aptitude and intellects flows in two, Even God gets rocked when exposed to…SHIVAS similar to a pen-pal of a caveman, I Inscribe the crust of my life in stone tablets, then throw it at you!
I’m evil! The type to leave yu starving in the emergency room, scrapping for leftovers reaching for food after its removed from that chicks’ feeding tube-the one seen in the news… believe me its true,
Cursed from the skills I contribute, its lonely being on top becuz that includes everyone still follows you..
A league of my own, its solitude,
…. this time I am a LORD, but I promise to… after I die Dyna will come back a human to walk amongst you ! ~

Not over just yet

Honestly im exhausted, forgot the real reason I came out of retirement - after toppin compiled lists, switch styles begin storytelling to bring creativity that challenged yo mind to think - guess it was my own way to influence the holla-front environment…..
My time was blessed, at each time I read ya writes it was a shoutout to dynasty’s style of text…

but somehow my competitive nature was prevalent,
noticed J-rite and myself being over-critical in assessment.. of each other’s drops becuz we were rivals at present.. by saying the other was an amazing writer, was dropping yourself second… seriously this shit brings back memories with X~Cellent..
Guess I shouldn’t blame him, cuz change in attitude is controlled from within… even if I am a bad admin, I try to remain positive and execute ideas cuz I don’t want the same community I grew as a writer in, to remember me as just some legend who left the site cuz he was busy practicing medicine…
HF is a real community with real people.. with real ideals and real diverse individuals…
HF is as Real as can be, AND I hope I can gain a little from you like you have from me…
I wish I could,
Shape my personality according to the Leadership role of supremace, Olorun and testament for being blunt and honest even when its against me but they beyond ill in writing respectivey to x-vision for his role as what a friend is meant to be..
I respect that immensely, and incorporate that into my text with J-rites success at vocab and complexity… compressed in me, rivalries between friends is sumtin I never dealt with correctly
Theres Probably several better than me?
If I could grab the imagery of Genuinely, modesty embodied by Presage, Braggin and Logic…
Used with Damien’s passion to win every match motivates to bring back that confidence, I might have been lackin or forgot it…
Or just post like Gladius and his remarks of constant positive.. I should remain idealistic and remember everyones compliments, on how all the shit I’ve faced on thie site I’ve remained level-headed without irking conflicts..
Remain Honest, like professo and implement Mace’s creative concepts, from the wordplays of MondayNight Villain to the subtlies noticed in the Geno’s poetic brilliance… heart of potense,
the ideals of Haste, its obvious you got a conscious.. put friends over battles, like when yu and LM took a tie in that contest…
I know I’ll never attain all those expetional qualities of Olorun, test, supreme and geno possess with… but its that drive to get there that makes this place eternally my objective……………..



Yours Truly,

Lord Shivas SiQ’ al