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02-12-2009, 07:18 PM
cause our planet is one in the same to no other/
if aliens do exist and have their own Christ...can we "save" each other?/ But the question in reality it should be shelved Do we have the have the mental fortitude to save ourselves? Not to belittle riddles given in just edifications But my minds illuminated to injust justifications Faith in humanity as a whole might waiver If my way to insanity is marked by this behavior Layers of tight earth soaked red with their blood Say God I need you to make the choice and spread love The answer from above, sounded to obvious and stupid I've given you all my love, youve just decide not to use it |
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02-12-2009, 08:26 PM
And with that said, you have it but don't know what to do with it./
In this corrupt world can we all follow through with it? Yeah, follow through with it. Follow through with the promise to our heavenly father to be faithful/Instead of ungrateful, remorseless/ As we hide in mere cowardice./ Because the fear consuming you is only the fact that we are all to scared to speak out about whats wrong and at the same time, we only sing the same damn song./ |
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02-12-2009, 08:49 PM
How does that rhyme?
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02-12-2009, 08:56 PM
Yeah, follow through with it. Follow through with the promise to our heavenly father
to be faithful/Instead of ungrateful, remorseless/ As we hide in mere cowardice./ Because the fear consuming you is only the fact that we are all to scared to speak out about whats wrong and at the same time, we only sing the same damn song./ ---------- Does that answer it? Sorry, took me a minute to come up with it, and I'm doing homework at same time. |
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02-13-2009, 01:08 AM
omfg. just read the beginners guide stickied please.
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02-13-2009, 01:12 AM
we only sing the same damn song./
for too long the world awaits, for a savior to flood its gates with rhymin power, never too kind when it comes to cowards the eleventh hour, the silence brings an awful chill a quick breeze that pierces the skin like iron drills, hold me still coz the fear got me shakin in my boots, pissin my suit imagine that, a guy my age still not knowin what to do which one are you? frontin like you know it all but not a single clue not even the slightest hint, small change aint runnin shit so who you runnin with? the thugs who hug the block, hustle and rocks bitches by the handful and blowin up spots, kid please.. that's someone you're not.. |
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02-14-2009, 05:43 PM
so who you runnin with? the thugs who hug the block, hustle and rocks
bitches by the handful and blowin up spots, kid please.. that's someone you're not.. if you dont want to stand firm cast off like hanks// you'd be swimmin with sharks livin in my ranks// the world moves slow but life takes a second to pass// no one givin u a way out, just take it dash// got so much heart under pressure u suffer myocardial infarctions// soul's on fire as a zygote conceived through arson// trash talk's a cue to stage fights in westsider's broadway// it's resolution conflict light vs heavy class u do it any weigh// im not gangsta but people project me in the projects// gota steady following of fiends frequently wonderin if i qualify as god yet// anyone wearin the crown is sure to get over throne// |
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Knowledge is power. Without knowledge there's no real power..just 'weapons of mass destruction'.
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02-15-2009, 06:18 AM
gota steady following of fiends frequently wonderin if i qualify as god yet//
anyone wearin the crown is sure to get over throne// repeat offenders in the blender in the center of the earth the vibes go inside my physical new age spirtiual rap surreal real rap relapse chakra points chapped off the drug contact he flea the synapse over sea happy days dark cloud praise happy day gun play strays dust head bugg head ways attention craved love us in dimensions called heaven the sun burn to your urn food my germs do hurt too thats my soul fire on display help my hands japan bombings its alarming and dissarming cold world heroin bundel babys trundel beds save space your only hero has taste and gets digested turn into waste cause the projection is misdirection in your section now another trapped on coke sales robbery tales rabbits foot on the coat lapal pale ale staple my soul like a pitbull outta control the goal to kill with all the will of my soul. |
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02-15-2009, 03:46 PM
lapal pale ale staple my soul like a pitbull outta control
the goal to kill with all the will of my soul. the will of our soul, damn in this life what is our goal to live work push around then to die into mold? fuck a mission my intuition is thrice years old the bitchin of mental kittens desrupts my goal but hold on fool, you aint tho only bitch in school gettin takin to class by emcees two times cool you pig-on stool snitchin like its the golden rule im iller and much sicker im the lyrical goul flee!flee! please G yur the lyrical pea and according to my skills my the lyrical flea eatin you up like lyrical greens finish those greens, cuz you wont get laid wit no XY genes (sorry for bein outta the cypher so long i was workin on my writtens, check out the rap video on my profile you like it haha) |
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02-16-2009, 08:05 AM
eatin you up like lyrical greens
finish those greens, cuz you wont get laid wit no XY genes you wont even get laid never haha a thousand rhymes still nothing clever just a leaper looking breast feeder i got a goal but your goal you can keep it eager beaver i wont say even steven but this kid looks like a jeeper creeper a heathen creature confidence grows in the teen but sunny this adult beat ya worse then your daddy treats her call poppy cause the opium supply the leaner you a dictionary eater try hard leech looking for praise raise the dead cause your place is next please praise the best child your whole state a mess thats not good but this dart playing chess in your chest checkmate his heart now like nosferatu i find a dark place to rest a lame claimed his strength but my skill too quick for your brain to catch.... |
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02-16-2009, 09:30 PM
a lame claimed his strength but my skill too quick for your brain to catch....
read the rules homie this aint even a battle/ im leadin you and the other fool like some lost cattle./ climb on the saddle, take hold of life/ It don't last long/so hurry/finish the fight. stand up and claim glory/i only hope you learned the moral of the story/life aint about money, girls, or complex theories/ its about doing good or facing life's fury./ |
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02-17-2009, 01:59 AM
stand up and claim glory/i only hope you learned the moral
of the story/life aint about money, girls, or complex theories/ its about doing good or facing life's fury./ facing lifes fury, to bad he couldnt hold the jury cuz that jail cell stench left his vision-a blurry from the streets doin good to the cell in the pen accused for breakin a few glasses off the head of his friend? so what the fuck is the point, you do good you do bad either way a nigga can end up 10 deep in the pad so sad, so stay up on yur highest oh high hitten that paper, hittin that grind, hittin that F-L-Y and why?,jus like the popstylah jus said do good stay fly or youll end up dead two shots to the head, chest pumped with lead layin in your hospital bed niggas lookin like "hi fred" but aside from that note, lets cut from the bad somebody rap about sumthin fun and fill this cypher with rad xD |
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02-17-2009, 03:49 AM
but aside from that note, lets cut from the bad
somebody rap about sumthin fun and fill this cypher with rad somthing happy to make me glad make me smile something crazy make me wild this for the bunch of babys hatin style competitive spirit when i face a crowd turn into a beast when a verse trys to take me down complex thought the reason im a master practice makes perfect but your skill set practice makes worthless cant even break dance your rhymes fail purpose like you a boss and your opion is public service instead of your assumptions and hippocritical views go have some fun do drugs get girls drink some booze you only live once stop bein so serious cause when i get furious your whole style turn bi curious. |
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02-24-2009, 02:50 PM
you only live once stop bein so serious
cause when i get furious your whole style turn bi curious. no thanks dude, but i'm straight/ keep my style on point and it penetrates/ through disguises and false disclaimers/ likewise with all my haters/ enough bout that, let's bring the cypher back/ to its true stance, rewind the track/ remember why you first wanted this/ to quench the thirst of a lyracist/ |
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"A coward dies a thousand deaths... a soldier dies but once.”
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02-24-2009, 06:42 PM
remember why you first wanted this/
to quench the thirst of a lyracist/ i knew that this thirst woould one day fade thats why i brought in my lyrical gatorade i brand new start this will be made, until the fire that i spit even lays in shade im dope man, no need for proof you can see down the street when you see a poof of smoke that is yep yep gettin blazed all day everyday i be glazed in haze and these rhymes just keep gettin better fresh then my fleece new sweater faster then i run go getter see a fine dime? go get her haha what am i rapping about please next dude get the yappin around |
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