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Posts: 142 Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: Monterey
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06-02-2009, 06:47 PM
crawling, then walking, now i'm at a full run/
stalling with the talking only to end up back down/ slowly turning a new leaf, riflin' the pages/ finding doors opening to different places/ i'm a star hidden among the spaces/ everchanging like the moon's many phases/ but no longer am i donning a mask/ i'm stronger as a result of hardships passed/ |
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Posts: 1,204 Join Date: Oct 2007
Location: TORONTO (GTA)
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06-02-2009, 07:44 PM
but no longer am i donning a mask/
i'm stronger as a result of hardships passed/ I work longer and harder to get the job done fast/ save fun for last, that means i got to bun after class/ I blaze the weed and been amazed by what i've seen faded/ I've been trashed and smashed, but i perfer to be elevated/ with my mind vacant i see the world weird when i'm awakened/ senses altered, i got real life mixed with a bit of imagination/ |
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Bboy Ju Rock REPPIN GROUND ILLUSIONZ "Don't make ur dance into moves, make your moves into a dance" - My First Mentor |
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06-03-2009, 02:16 AM
senses altered, i got real life mixed with a bit of imagination-
Can't imagine fakin', awakened to damaged membranes/ Life's jus' an endtrain, extinction for remembering/ Emperors and Kings to people born to royalty/ To the bums and homeless pleadin' for some loyalty/ Fame and fortune, social norms insane and torture/ Stem cell research and choices to abort ya/ Global warming, mixed with unknown warnings/ Middle class wit stressful lifes not knowin' every morning/ Speakin' the truth but Voyce, mine is sore/ About to be wiped out like them dinosaurs/ Entertainers we look up to, here some evidence/ Actors make more a month then a year of our president/ Retarded humans, money is the key so we go braggin'/ We should of stayed cavemen, we was smarter as Cro-magnons/ |
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ACE OF ALL TRADES
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Respect: 2
Posts: 312 Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: the beat cave
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06-03-2009, 02:23 AM
with my mind vacant i see the world weird when i'm awakened/
senses altered, i got real life mixed with a bit of imagination/ Elation from a sensation, psuedo divine.. ..A shrine.. erected to a god with no ears My old bong is a vase for murky waters of death Ive dusted more bowls than Ohio/Oklahoma Somas, poppin' harder than EB funk Laced with Quervo Gold, had me gettin' twice drunk Who would a thunk....that I ever be a Christian? Ex henchmen, now born again, alive Vicious vigor mellowed out, Spirit of peace Saved by a grace that I can't understand The Cross motivates me to take firm stand His hand guidin' me to living waters so fresh Fresssssh.................like a million bucks Joy like little kidz wit dem ice cream trucks The only color used to be green, now I see light I disregard my image as I down this Sprite |
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Respect: 2.5
Posts: 151 Join Date: Mar 2009
Location: Hell’s Kitchen
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06-07-2009, 02:43 AM
The only color used to be green, now I see light
I disregard my image as I down this Sprite And I use to drink tab when I was young and dopey/ Now I just drink Crown with Red Skull and Loki/ I took their offer to shoot Cap in the chest/ And I ran off in a flash like Alan and West/ Dos Equis said that “I’m the most interesting man alive”/ So Sorry Goldsmith your part in Hawaii five was jive/ I am classier than Scalamandre and cooler like Kananga/ Yet nerdier than cats that read Image and Manga/ I do work hard to save money to live the highlife/ And I brain knowledge like school girls heart twilight/ |
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Respect: 2.5
Posts: 142 Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: Monterey
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06-07-2009, 05:45 AM
basking in the glow of twilight/
in lieu of a new moon tonight/ eclipsed by the barriers of differences/ stripped of desired innocence/ breaking dawn on a cloudless day/ staking our pawns is a bit risque/ |
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"A coward dies a thousand deaths... a soldier dies but once.”
- 2pac HOLLYWOOD PINEAPPLE EXPRESS CREW |
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Respect: 2.5
Posts: 151 Join Date: Mar 2009
Location: Hell’s Kitchen
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06-08-2009, 04:24 AM
breaking dawn on a cloudless day/
staking our pawns is a bit risque/ I’m pissed off cuz I just paid to see Faber loss/ The gloss of the promo was not worth the cost/ But it was funny to see people fight in the stands/ Like a band of animals not getting their demands/ After all the hype in the crowd subsist/ In the first round Urijah broke his fist/ It made Brown capitalized but it went to the distance/ But the fight only lasted long cuz of Faber’s persistence/ Nevertheless the main event undercards were great/ But it was wired not hearing the “tale of the take”/ When it was said and done at the end of the night/ I still look forward to see the next live fight/ |
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Posts: 312 Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: the beat cave
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06-10-2009, 05:18 AM
Headz wanna battle, but don't know even know the battlefield
The real battle lurks for the souls of men Actuating a fight of fights, the stakes high Where you gonna go when you depart and die? Armageddon warefare, world war three It's gettin' hotter than a silo burnin' nintey degree And I even tryna be lukewarm..................... Graven images of a land bein' blasted by a nuke swarm My pukes warm.....Distress I'm a mess If my family were die they'd all go to hell Sad eyes, cold lips, expectant leans, scenes- Of them comin' around , never losin' hope 2 Peter 3:9, God don't want 'em to die And when I get to heaven he goin' dry my eye Apocalyptic kerosene, poured out like myrth Who'l light the match that'l scorch the earth? |
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06-11-2009, 05:47 AM
[quote=Masao;1247369]
My pukes warm.....Distress I'm a mess If my family were die they'd all go to hell (Quote Masao) If this were burger king and I could have it my way my family would wear salvation and righteousness every day but instead they look at God and walk away so I cry myself to sleep at night and constantly pray God put a clown like me in charge of being an example for them gave up my sinful ways not just for God but for her, her, and him I do not steal because my little brother will think stealing is okay my example could lead him astray I do not smoke or drink because my mom will think its alright then she'll continue until she dies or is agian behind jail bars locked up tight I do not believe in sex before marriage and a wedding ring because then my little sister will not worry about s.t.d's, pregnancy, or the King bring love so things do not get hostile when I preach the gosphel some of them act like satans apostle but like I said best thing I can do is be an example blood of christ cleansed me better than water God does not play around when it comes to His beloved daughter and Daddy's little girl does not play around when it comes to her heavenly Father got no more love for sin... my love for righteousness is greater though its painful to be a living sacrifice cling to God like white on rice You can find me on my knees praying with new desires that keep me from stumbling and straying new heart.... God is the potter and I am the clay mix now im only pheening for Jesus and about to get my fix |
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Posts: 1,204 Join Date: Oct 2007
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06-11-2009, 02:09 PM
new heart.... God is the potter and I am the clay mix
now im only pheening for Jesus and about to get my fix forget the tricks man... i'm coming at you authentic/ my antics are problematic, bury countries like atlantis/ things that mechanics built, borken down to simplistic levels/ preschool kids understand why my lynguistics are detrimental/ sadistic flows make criminals look optomistic with hope/ statistics show the death toll is higher in my sword's scope/ vestiges of bodies are sent messages towards the pope/ i'm turning sacrosanct to necro ranked, fill funeral homes/ renewal of Somme, battle bloody field muddy soldiers crawlin/ the germans determined to keep they're defences from fallin/ currently its urban wars, turban hoards against american born/ preparin to land on barren sand to defeat the taliban sworn/ |
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Bboy Ju Rock REPPIN GROUND ILLUSIONZ "Don't make ur dance into moves, make your moves into a dance" - My First Mentor |
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Posts: 89 Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: Philadelphia, PA
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06-11-2009, 07:42 PM
see in the rap thing i'm a vet and your all just rookies/
this is how to really construct a rap, you can ask how long it took me/ so showing me the utmost respect, you most definitely should be./ you guys are couldn't be's wouldn't be's or shouldn't be's with this rappin'/ giving all your opinions, but whose really askin?/ so for written or for read or anyone else that felt what they said/ now that i'm involved all the talk will be dead/ flat line. i own the game so i'm just taking back mine./ i can tell you a story about inner acts of crime./ or can tell you how i blast off and have an intergalactic mind./ see i dont think you guys are clear on what you are facing/ your sprintin' out pace, but your still chasin./ i'm walking and still lappin in the race and/ i'm the best, but that statements just blatant/ i know about things that you have never heard about/ i didnt appoint me as best but i'll still spread the word out/ i just happened to find out through word of mouth/ i'm laughin cause do you understand what just occured now?/ |
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06-12-2009, 06:10 AM
i just happened to find out through word of mouth/
i'm laughin cause do you understand what just occured now?/ I'm up late without the red eye, everybody welcome Jedi Drop comment on his spot even if you said hi I'll go to Philly if I'm double diggin' down for a cheese steak I love the pizza from New York, tongue tasty I'm hasty to get ink done, the needle waits HB.. Tattoo and I on many dates These wordz pierce through thunder skies, permanant The glory of Jehovah is displayed in firmament You can tell me bout inner acts of crime ain nothin' new Ive done enough sins to last lifetimes two Find the truth before.. death's knife finds you We all die someday, someday could be today decay, flesh steady rottin on a path sure I don't get props for offerin' a sick world a cure The tough emcee.. ain really sayin' nothin' Sweep the debris.. uncover gold residual |
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06-14-2009, 09:31 PM
Step off with that old shit, and step up close
I'm with jersey devil on the East Coast 5'7 with brown eyes, and, the girls say I'm cute But I strap the .45 and I’m not afraid to shoot I came across Notorious who? In my presence he was blessed He got down on one knee and to me he confessed "Masao" ain’t worth a damn bit of nothing Wrote well in an online battle rap and thinks that’s something? But on the streets no none of us are bluffing Dirt off your shoulders brushing You’re unsteady, sweating, your blood pressure’s rushing This ain’t 8 mile though it’s still a lil white kid But he can’t live up to what the others had did Next to Asher and Em, Man you’re tragic I spit lyrics like a damn dreamworld of Magic So I’ll sit and wait for your next lame But the Chinks my friend, have taken over the game Axes all around and you’re stuck in the middle What you gonna do? Pray just a little? We’d leave you broken and heartless, water eyes cryin You’re like the heart of the un-saved private ryan Blown apart and from the battle now you’re shyin I’d call you a rapper but fuck, I’d just be lyin But why waste my fame and fortune on you? What makes you worth the shit that I do? Because I move millions and I say “Rally-On!” I’ll punch past faster than captain falcon I be-head rappers like you, and wear em as medallions When people see me, they all hail the ruler You’re cold man, but I’m just so much cooler So back off now, I am the law its mandatory And leave once and for all, this is my territory I spit black and you’re blue and purple My hit you so hard you spin in circles And I ripped off your mouth, so now you talk out of your ass I’m like the doc with the surgical gas You regret now, that you got me started Dumb move my good sir, you’re quite retarded So if this was really the best you could do Then I’m done now I’ll let the undertaker dress you. |
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Posts: 2,777 Join Date: May 2003
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06-17-2009, 02:29 PM
So if this was really the best you could do
Then I’m done now I’ll let the undertaker dress you. i'm the kinda rapper ya'll come to pay respect to, it wasn't my intent to have a flow ya'll resent too, spit on some intense views, ya'll know me it's true, share a madness with the mic like folie a deux, the kinda rapper ya'll don't wanna be consortin with, recordin' on a morbid tip, battle kat i orphan kids, with a flow known to cause a bitch to abortion quick, straight mean motherfucker get you cross like jesus, i'ma postured genius, a monster quick to accost ya speakers.. |
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Respect: 40.5
Posts: 4,737 Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: Killa Kali
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06-17-2009, 06:07 PM
straight mean motherfucker get you cross like jesus,
i'ma postured genius, a monster quick to accost ya speakers And fuck their brains out, give 'em a sonic lobotomy./ Symphonic skills to shape you up like sacred geometry./ It's hatred that follows me, jealous of my sick rhetoric./ Empty of etiquette, I'm beastly when I'm wreckin' shit./ The prevalent cause leading to your definite death./ Bastards' bound to get broiled from the heat of my breath./ |
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I'll just start off by saying the majority rappers today have no intention of supporting hip-hop culture. If you don't support the culture, then you aren't really hip-hop.
-AK47 All you're fuckin threads turn into this type of shit. In other words, you are the GOAT ThreadMaker. -PopTrunk |