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"...thru much practice..."
...data chip plastic embedded in skin tactics...
GPS phenomenon remote response bastards...
...evil classic that motivates in acid wind thrust from caskets closed...
average foes invest damage from the punch system codes...
...a distant road for the travelin' beast reachin' for peace and evil words mastered...
physical torment layin' dormant for this axe split..
i'ma make it about you, cuz nobody else care
at the end of the day i shine on like a flare
cuz you said you were nice i got even worse
category five gotta hit twice like fat steamin buds
think this battle safe i got no limits like big bangs
put you through hell from above like the kid prays
sick forms, only bread you take in is from five fingers
now you talking to wise figures cuz fire i supply bigger
i used to think that i would be famous from the start of my rhymes to the end of my days.
im starting to feel like instead of happy,i'm feeling like a waste of space
theres mcs born every third mornin
better learn to be rhymin' while i'm still yawnin
if i stamp that rhyme with my sign,don't touch it,it's the lyrics I'M ownin.
i was never high.i never claim that i'm stonin.
rock with me or i'll send you rollin'
you push me down and i'm never moanin.
fate's dealt the cards and i'm going all in.
i hate secretly inside my heart.
hate life's game but still play your part.
if they drop you back to the bottom,don't quit.
Just find a new place to start.
ant ever sleeping no beat to keep my thinking
my mind is tweaking moving over from the waves
of the ocean while the titanic sinking
i keep on blinking twisted in a frozen horror
as what this world may come to live by
right beyound this hollowed border
the earth surface my mind is beyound hits
nervous? actin up keeps my back crackin up
like its laughing at me for my pain
im slacking up but not hackleing from
the times of within cause in the end of our days
angels are watching, i can hear them again
trumpets and drumlines they gonna come fast
and if u dont wake up, ur minds will be detached
but why ? sounds like echo's in the airtime no
airflyz fuck i hate livin a life that i came by
draged up as a new babby born in the sins life
id rather take a sharp object and stab the all seeing eye
yea dats right i said words that wont be said like
cold bastards killers that wont be dead they filled with lead
doing jail time, rapeing lil girls the evils all around us
no glory earth is a mini hell and whats gonna happen
well i cant think it well so i live it swell
busting those rymes to defend justice, unite me in my pack
i want to be one of gods angels on his side commmiting good
thats a fact, so no replacement is neccacary, good deeds is
done fuck the inducty puppets spillin words out that dont
make sense and its more common then elementry
I'm disenchanted by the masses, but you'll never see my practice
Collapse under the weight of views by ignorant art fascists
My rhymes are simply flawless, my wit is still the fastest
Delivery is on the beat impeccably -- it matches
from the first day i was born
my whole world is torn about to flip my lid
set this shit like set it off
i be the boss like my name was rick ross
rip u apart twist ur words like kriss cross
next u spit ur game an say my name ill
slam dance jump on ur face like im house of pain
I hate the fact people don't care
Cause no one understands the truth I bare
In which you can't cause nigga I'm rare
Freestyle off the head
To the point my lyric's infect your ears
You feel my pain and tears
This the future nigga get out the rear
i shout in fear and deguise the mask/
as courage because lies hides the task/
put the beef aside and ask for peace immense/
and cease the tense convo's and choose your decent sense/
whats feats of strength performed cocky/
better to treat an enemy to warm saki/
i feel like im changin' for good/
keep on my hood to keep the world out/
took alot of paranoia and swirled doubt/
Spiritual entities run through my body like a river,
Speaking through my mind, now my souls message is delivered
shivers run down my spine and i can only feel peace now,
because when i close my eyes somehow my ears see the sound,
It echoes through eternity, whispering sweet nothings along the way,
... Contentment is a mindstate, that you learn a little more about each day,
I hold each lifes lessons, like a treasure which i've found
because if you get through them, they can never hold you down..
Yo, the spirits sleeping, but the energy's creeping
People are beginning to exercise thinking
I'm thinking the dreaming is manifesting, grant blessing
Attesting to improvement, it's impressing, finally it's sense
Pay attention, the younger generation, we will ascend
And when it depends on us, watch the essence mend
Change the instrumental, variety is essential --
Discourse courses through my thoughts as much as intercourse
Of course, the normal synapses intersperse rhythmic verses
Often curses replace real choices for words, speak in print
Think in cursive, but most can't handle it, it makes them nervous
So I have to hold it, in like too many hits of gin
But, I feel it begin, to come out at any time, must disperse it
The song ended so I'll let it marinate so I can manifest more lyrics
I taste vision like delicious gelatin marshmallow chocolate pumpkin pie
And this is probably why I maintain my will to stay alive
Most humans as caught up, base their life on the infrastructure's lies
But once my ears dried, so did the clouds before my eyes
Never will I defy the blessing of senses, our limitation, our essence
Like getting high and sex and emotions that lead to dissension
It's all part of the lesson, or it's just collateral of imperfection
Fuck what you heard I'm running it like chris brown
Got your bitch beggin me to put it down
In when I step in the room niggaz go ham
Cause these punches will "silent the lams"
Dunkin' on yall boys like vince when I slam
Leaving yall sandwitched in.. Cause yall guns stay jamed
Lol, this was wack.. Just trying get better at quick verses.
in the spirit of quick verses..
in the streets of the uk you can't exactly catch a grenade,
yet in afghanistan there's soldiers where mistakes have been made,
limbs have been lost, for no reasons other than greed,
money making individuals in need of making their minds feel freed,
and yet at home we got time to fight a war over weed?
can't change the world until you've started at home in your own street,
silence of the lambs? it's more like violent built-in plans,
an environment that creates monsters to feast off the guilty feeling mans,
and leave the innocent realing from it like when jesus healed our grans,
the only difference is aghanistan is known as foreign sands.
Government elected the people may choose,
from those who are selected an shown on the news,
the public believe whatever their told,
please do not question the values they hold,
does it make sense that we go to war,
spend millions on weapons for killing the poor,
politician's sit an debate,
while we work till we drop to put food on a plate
prostitute's to a system where we never win
your nothing but a number to them
full of frustration, laced with anger and greed
humans with no conscience an the drive to succeed
while the markets are falling and your wage packet drops
the top news story's are what celebrities have got
its a world where we measure the worth of a man
not by his deeds but by what he's got in the bank
society is dying, the people are fucked
fools living by what it says in a book
they go to church an pray to a lord
then give money that they can't afford
to a speaker who has touched most of the choir
and his punishment is that he's forced to retire
the prisons are full and theres no police on the street
cut backs and red tape protect the guilty
this is how the world is and it never changes
the people bound, gagged and living in cages
keep the people dumb and divided
knowlage is power, thats not provided
stand up for yourself, you're not just a digit
this is your life, you choose how to live it.
24 hours, been missed, so i'm back again,
taking on the government and politics - smacking them,
furthering lyrical arguments whilst smashing them,
i'm ready to hit the beat, so lets just crack on and freestyle it then,
this is off the top of my head, from inside of my dome,
tories currently taking us for a ride on our own,
the recessions hit all of us, so they're having to make cuts,
NHS, police and others kicking up fuss,
last time it was this heated, rosa parks was on a bus,
sitting down but really standing up in disgust,
to be a party 'for the people',
things have to be equal,
you can't spend 4 years in power,
then say we'll do what we were meant to in the sequel..
because the people won't believe you,
they'll become in favour of labour,
society will struggle in regulating behaviour,
there'll be noone to save ya,
anyway, lately, we know that noones been getting paper,
except the MPs who've been on the side takers,
stealing from pockets, stealing from banks,
robbing the tax payer, leaving with no thanks.
im gettin in this....
fuck taxes...thats why i don't pay them shits
social security is another way of labelin'
its ok to win...if its in another country
its funny, how you think your brotherz ugly
so you off him, cuz he's from a 3'rd world
all the while while you bone ya 3'rd girl
with ya kids waiting at home
not knowing another dude fuckin' ya wife
makin' her moan
now he's playin' the throne
ya house? he's payin' to own...
so what's it all for really
people think they tough when they need more healin'
cryin' on they hands, n they knees all peelin'
i know you're happy for the hatin'
....but wait for the retaliation....