10-30-2013, 05:46 PM | #41 |
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Conversational rhymes.
An invitational to dine on a cuisine of lines. I fiend for bryned shrimps, smoked turkey neck's, and chiken spines, Swinging from thin vines... Keeping shit hotter than monkey balls. Spittin according to Rugby Laws. Hittin'em all!! Let the ref's make the calls. Life is like a doll with her head ripped off in a shoe box under my bed. Letter blocks spellin out you're dead. Yeah!! My room is a ledge. Wedged between a rock and a hard place. There's a bar on the fire escape. Pickin up prescriction pills at the windowsill. This is time being killed and chilled. My free will putting clock's on ice. Placing rocks on the lips of life! Rehabbing over night... Stabbing addictions whenever my actions Write. Last edited by High Voltage; 10-30-2013 at 05:52 PM. Reason: Typo |
10-30-2013, 06:45 PM | #42 |
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I'm official with the tactics, heart racin' like molasses
aim flame like the dragon, protect treasure in the mansion the cavern's, the deepest, darkest, with the transactions them bastards is pussy minded, get squeezed like a contraction gaspin' for air, reachin' for the heir when he's thoroughly distracted I break the bags and, release, send em to the end of the tunnel search for anything funneled, filtered, you'll find out about trouble subtle minded...sorry to burst that bubble, you cunt you you irritating piece of scum you
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10-30-2013, 07:49 PM | #43 |
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The lease is up on this bums view.
Evict this Bitch let'em move to a park bench. His bark don't bite. But i'm being assaulted by his stench. This hoe should get her pussy clensed. A car wash would'nt rid the scent. Fuck wash rinse and repeat. Throw this bitch in a quarantine tent. |
11-10-2013, 04:43 AM | #44 |
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This fluent nuance I writ stupid truths on student of neutrons . viewer from lucid proof. gone to prove its useless. croutons on ranch advance passed vegetative states. allegedly graced from a different spectrum in space. my temperments laced with peppermint spray from a Nexus' range forming intelligent praise over the elegant ways my lyrical sentiment stays. theatrics of prophetic maze Pacs second day punctured heads pumpkin head pumped with lead to upset the dead causing unrest instead. plump and fed the rush is bred from a russians breath will the feeling everclear kept the septic near to bless its ear and projected clear...no one else can step in here
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11-12-2013, 01:19 AM | #45 |
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ovally official as my missiles launch in ALL CAPS like headshots is what I'm giving. in your livingroom-treat it like a swimming pool- beatin bitches up, tyson/robin givens. I abolish lyrics lacking polished spirit, you gotta win it all, just gotta give it. When I get involved, I could cripple bitches' walls, have her screaming QUIT IT!!! till the time i finish.
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11-28-2013, 10:34 PM | #46 |
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I spit grime that'll make you grimmace.
make your mind dimminish. On time i desing minutes grind not blinded by limits. I Rhyme rhythmic lined with mistic proportions. Fuck the whore you escortin. Her pussy's at war with cold sores and foreskins. You can explore her within I'm going outside, She'll pout and cry. Then grind a washing machine, when she seen i left her out to dry. I'm out the sky with this shit. I spit it out of thin air... I don't care. I'll spin your stairs flip a chair and step on your case. I'm a disgrace. I'll Blare my bass in a residential place. Last edited by High Voltage; 12-04-2013 at 09:56 AM. |
12-12-2013, 12:34 AM | #47 |
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whether presidential palace, or general malice
tyrannical talents leave the game imbalanced when i spit cuz i aint challenged when its down to language and words to invoke leaving crowds stuck on hooks and quotes, evoking emotion choking down the potion that takes away devotion to human life ruined my chances, pursuing the dance with the devil til my soul was in pawn staring back at me from lost nights and dawns i'll never remember soul being rendered to dented fenders, blown gaskets fleeing my own casket, it gets sad when the past sends.. yourself into the future, chasing the you that never made it every view, held forever sacred, taking away from what you have staring back at from your only past |
12-12-2013, 03:38 AM | #48 |
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So smashed in faith you can only gasp...
They fill your head with crashed dreams, Ur head's a hybrid with only gas.. I'm only masked. My lonely boney frame and caste Is cast off in a cast off their rockers... inductors pass. Square peg in the well trapped. The round hole the perfect fit, let hell have... No... let Constantine shine, let hell half. Bearing eternal anguish intangible to a gell cap... All who oppose lose reception in the killzone. Region: Helghast.
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12-12-2013, 08:08 PM | #49 |
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I'm bleadin hella fast. Loosin blood by the buckets.
I'm seeing bright lights, But i'm not hearing Angel trumpets. If trouble was a substance, Then i'd be lusting for danger. I pray to the god of anger, me and peace are perfect strangers. You can feast on this banger. Get sustinance from my struggle. I'm a nuclear disaster. But there's nutrition in this rubble. |
12-20-2013, 02:03 AM | #50 |
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Reading @dull boy is a treatise
Of broken pieces, a fetus in secrets. Question, sir. Can genius nourish his soul in diseases? That is, genius truly seeks to please the zenith His soul to high center, to heal it; to deepen its realm in reason To deceive us, evil fills our head uneven, reciting depletion: Up is down, down is up. Taking is thanksgiving Demons know these things (who said anything about Jesus?) Beaten, battered. It's shit mixed with wholesome hollowed. Yes. For eons. They destruct us like compost by the car load. Good is bad. A slow spiritual burnout stuck in potholes. What stands so near? To make so much fear? I smell it all over your work, it's clear Tear down the pillars, the puppeteers glitter Is the evil man still there? Slithering inwards ? He zeros in. The insignificant reveler is regulating That killer. Your demon all over inside salivating Got it ? He's only sinister in mirrors associating You with him, when you are contemplating EVER ESCAPING He's scissors in your head, the clipper scribbler A distiller of spirit liquor you drink unfiltered You drown in it, constricted thinner and disfigured He says the mixture is part of some bigger picture It's getting to you, you can't take its rigor Tear down everything, even the pillars You vomit but your filled again sicker and sicker Only you and him stand again, only one will be victor Is it you dull boy ? Does this gossip sound familiar ? Why PARADE your misunderstandings ? Hear a truth. The body is nothing Save only a vessel for every kindred spirit Some evil and others from on High, Subjugate yourself According to knowledge Alignments are made in understanding Lament the awesome, The awesome is always top totem Alive. With the bottom being lonesome. A showman working shadow tools Knows not this awesome truth. ...waiting |
12-27-2013, 10:45 PM | #51 |
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illuminating the dark with more darkness,
parked on a park bench, barking at tree bark, seein life through an art lens. my darts bend, my bullets hover, my knife knocks on doors. plus i'm a foolish lover. under the covers knocking on your whore. dropping acid on my core, i practice falling on the floor and trippin on clouds. diggin through sounds, exploring leaps and bounds, i tweek my flow then let it drown. break ground without oxygen, break my legs, then go frolicking. high fiving amputees, i'm handee when it comes to capping and demolishin. it's whatever! theres no bounderies to my verses. i'm flying high, fuck limits!! i'm not bound to a surface. |
12-28-2013, 03:02 PM | #52 |
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Dear reader, consider the following 50 statements:
1. the Apollo moon missions never happened 2. September 11th was victimless and plane-less 3. the JFK (Zapruder) film is a complete fabrication 4. the International Space Station does not exist 5. "The Wall" was a controlled "fall" (1989 Berlin) 6. rovers never landed on mars 7. Atheism+ is a CIA asset 8. no pain = no gain 9. intelligence is not understood, nor measurable 10. every word spoken is spirit 11. there is no phenomena as the immaculate genius 12. Oprah Winfrey works for Satan 13. the titanic sunk purposefully, impart for insurance fraud 14. man did not evolve 14. the earth is flat 15. the sun is not any center 16. Einstein plagiarized other foolish nonesense 17. a true day is sun down to sun down 18. earth representations from space are all (computer) paintings 19. April is the start of a new year (April fools is a joke on you) 20. the Elohim of Israel is alive 21. all of man is created in His^ image 22. the Mozart myth is a complete fabrication 23. the feminist movement is designed by men 24. there are no satellites orbiting earth 25. Facebook is a CIA asset 26. global warming is only propaganda 27. Saturday is the last day of the week 28. the Hubble space telescope is a lie 29. the cold war was strictly a propaganda war 30. the US never dropped 'nukes' on Japan 31. daily news is created/faked...daily 32. Sandy Hook never happened in reality 33. So called African Americans are the true Israelites 34. YAH Elohim rose up 'European' nations only to do His will against Israel 35. both mainstream Christianity & Islam did not enter into covenant with YAH Elohim 36. any number of mathematical formulas can model the "universe" such is Relativity theory 37. we are not evolving into a new 'conscious' era 38. nothing is new under the sun 39. we are not smarter today than the people of ancient time 40. there is no such thing as the Paparazzi 41. voting has never equated into any political outcome 42. the world is not as how it is projected 43. Santa Clause does not exist 44. public schools indoctrinate 45. western culture is a cult 46. it's natural to have more than one wife 47. musical masterpieces are created using safeguarded matrices 48. the 'cult of personality' is an abstract desire and illusion only (e.g. be like Eminem) 49. you do not go to heaven when you die 50. all will be judged on the last day by the most High and the son of Elohim
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12-29-2013, 03:59 AM | #53 |
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this aint time for preachin
rhyme or reason, hit the mark in its season walk the line between treason and truth demeanors and uses, frequently abused and, lines that get walked through like quick sand ya gotta have a quick hand in this land of thieves leave your pockets empty like whores and ts absorbantly morbid lines of death mark the time i kept inside this mind inept and finding the line to step i bind to strep, cough often and infect quickly inspect sickly boats to send em off to the seas like albatrosses count ya losses and dip like countless bosses |
12-29-2013, 11:21 AM | #54 |
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Pain is flawless. Hurt stands the tallest. It cripples love.
When you Swim with Sharks. Life in prison's a Ripple to a thug. It's as simple as drugs gettin you high. Haters just wanna watch you die, Kleenex companies want you to cry, and the Bible's full of lies. When will y'all realize that shit thrives on hatred. I actually read it! That's how i arrived at that statement. My mind ain't in a basement. I'm on reality's roof. Fuck that fiery lake shit... Come swim in the Matrix Of Truth. I watch football on sunday's while drinking Coors Juice. Y'all spend yours Prasing Gods. Reading from the Book Of Slavery's Roots. |
12-29-2013, 12:37 PM | #55 |
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This is called over the hills where nothing happens.
The props I fetch Rest in the pot I piss No accomplishments (for this kid) I got only condiments Form the comps I get Ignored by my rabbit reflex I'm that text reject? (yes!) Then call me from the harlots' dress Barrow me from nights I missed N' mixed With her scarlet breath (shit) With my alphabet niche The bonnet on her head? Smelled of cigarettes and silt (She said her friends would all drop by again) Last summer her record says Adept. All rotten wins against My effort uninvolved in all this retrospect In intoxicants friends, dead on arrival. Red (mean old lady, you taught me to weap and moan...oh well)
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12-30-2013, 08:36 PM | #56 |
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A little less the old, present holds little more of the bolder me...
Spent so long holding on, when I let go, overload's were seen. Overboard shark, each hark back was a woing fee, So I smoke, explode n eat all foes owed for me smoldering. Hot headed rhythmic ticks, no gauges/levers controlling leaks. Potheaded pricks... no hate, just feeling like snipping off some petes...
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01-22-2014, 02:26 AM | #57 |
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I'm not afraid of death. I'm scared to die a hypocrite.
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02-27-2014, 09:23 PM | #58 |
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blowing up the game like the boston marathon
im the rotten vagabond thats gotta lotta tag-a-longs ill drop an atom bomb on ya sorry asses once i picked up an ounce of chron and then stopped to pack a bong im always rapping bout incest and weird things but still i get pussy like an infected piercing |
02-27-2014, 09:32 PM | #59 |
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what came first the one great beat or the one great verse
the bong made me go blurgh oh no!!! i did a sickie spittin the spittley spit. spppppppppppttt. YEAH Lazenbys my favourite bond whats that whats that its a james bond podcast chicken chow mein on the park with senior ducks i jus ain giyin a fuuuk.... and trust me famalam you dont want to clash this i will make you look like a spastic cos your mum is fat and smells like she washes with poo from cats geronimo!!! horseless fool autocue tools with plugs you get snuffed like illegal movies see me i move like scrooge mc duck |
02-28-2014, 02:29 AM | #60 |
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what the cluck chicken filet burgers amongst pigeons
sharpin gerbers on brick bridges flick lizards hide under rocks its hot we drop like 6 digits perfected 9's outwit the simplistic out spit the cobra legion high treason night thieving ice heathens its cold outside freezein poltergeist lean in whisper in your ear fight freedom these visions isnt clear rewind your inner fears to nice seasons rice with glass pieces stash bleeders clash the hash browns is break fast leaders lyrical warfare chessboard no king to protect in chaos rain shots at nervous points to persuade clocks to obey the brain shock sun rot fermentation raisin my manifestations are sugar sweet the nooks are deep claws to hook your feet i seen your hoofs in your socks with your booger beak creatures over took the streets we in the skys now flying pass saturns rings the gavel swings travel to realms where no shadows are seen.... Last edited by brokenhal0; 03-08-2014 at 04:43 AM. |
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