prepare for d. day

...now, I'm 'bout to prepare a d. day speech, my era is me
the bearer of h20 though would live near to the beach
to my audience, whatever ethnicity you fall under
all the black bitch had to do was see my dick and fall on it
all a nigga had to do then would be to call on me
'cause I'd know I'm dealing with a straight nig', no homo'ness
all the zoos belong to me, housing tenemants to homeowners
all the views for y'all to see atone's mind, heart, and cajonas
so without further ado, viewer discretion is advised
when in observance of truth, don't convince yourself that it's a lie
the 5 stars stamped on my last two threads was a surprise to me
appreciate it, the 5-star pentagram contrived the leak
of bloods samples I bathed in for a spell, put on to the world
affairs by empire record's lucius, though I hadn't vol-
unteered, the hot slugs just brought me here, uhu, shot down to hell
and there's no way you telling me it wasn't from mosque number twelve
but I'm just buttering you up for the next verse that's to come
I'm a' break out from d. day for sure, he knows not what he's done
that he's done, holly would get him done in, I won't front when
he confronts me and ask what he's done for this kind of run-in
and all I know is nothing outside can commandeer our cause
look alive when you about to die, or cut that bitch off...[this movie has no rating]...

..yeah, so G. and D. nabbed from the blacks by the white entity
and has me the O. about give D. up to his white fiance'
for marriage, and he don't see, and I'm not privy to relay to him
that he just had put me in a bind against what I stand for
by making me the best man, so I'm helping to give GOD up
to this white human biproduct, when they know that they time's up
the black women ain't admit they part but still manage to fault us
brothers, this is the end, I'm kamikazi for all us
shit comes at a time when final moves are being made on us
harlem knew all three of us, south philly bore all three of us
wherever hip-hop was founded allegedly, they never found us
G. was born in '68, he was moses, be astounded
also known as marcus garvey, yeah, my cousin mosi
passed away from aortal malfunction, y'all shoulda' known G.
he married into white '92, I ain't give thought much to it
did moses give away knowledge to greeks like I read paul did
see, I was putting shit together, began giving G. lessons
about himself, trying a' wake him up, but they wouldn't let him
died in new jerusalem 'cross the bridge, in his sleep
august two thousand nine, the slot of G. is for his keep
and D. my other cousin is G.'s younger brother
born seventy-two, harlem musta' known him once as bumpy
been a hot-headed brother, read books, sports pursued 'em
aspired to be a doctor, had smarts, stayed into shit
gave me the mumps and the measles and chicken pox, he was lethal
but I'm a' do what I gots' to do now to keep the heathen's
hands off of GOD, I dunno know how, but I'm on some shit
that superfly got nothing on, to get out this grip
of a bind, whether by hypnotic design D. was fostered on this
I'm the one closest born after my death in foster projects
twenty months and two days, so I was conceived less than a year
after being shot to death, shot to hell where s.p. is
the mouth of a beast, look at the map for the shock value
clarence 13x was known in harlem, now know who I am
see I ain't have the time when I visited my old school
last year [2016] on my birth date, to be bothered by those fools
who thought to provoke me, their Sun, to go old school
in '13 in s.p. they shut down my old school
smith academic plus elementary boarded up
end my world, I'll end yours, fair enough? y'all short of luc'
I have israel hell'd hostage now, jacob in trouble
yeah, yakub in trouble, bitch, don't try to change the subject...
[world bank heist still in progress...long drawn-out process...]

prepare for D-day there is no replay
no repay no refund no debit or credit
no raincheck
her mind stay wet with the cum drops
polo until the toe tops
stop the drivel its trivial
marvel at the capes
my capes be bathing apes
masterpieces no weight
on MSNBC no debate
tale of the tape
McGregor vs Mayweather
fate is a feather cap
better use an app for that
leave you stretched thin
the beast is coming from within
spit spin the webbing
i'm lethal with my tape dubbing
bad english making you eat it
godzilla stomping
relinquish
finish the sentence
my apprentice
see you like teeth see a dentist

the idiocy of my black people serves the purpose
of protecting me as I rant my wrath, from being murdered
I'll repeat that, dumb niggas not getting me are protecting me
from being killed again, and I'm a' use that as a shield, effectively
what we call the system is scratching their heads still trying to live
on us and still trying to get rid of us, my being got 'em stumped
I'm domestic, not an immigrant, my black ancestors, on the backs of them
this country was built, free labor, counted out still, that amount builds
the enemy does what it can, you allow them for allowance
plant their white sheep into our camps for some knowledge on how to oust us
I'm past the point of being provoked about it and still counter them
since they ain't ever go about proper protocol, I won't acknowledge them
because they need your approval for them to execute you
I interfere with their illustration of their own future
desperation shows their perspiration, pose, their ends waiting
nose all up in my information, knows not what they in
where I'm at now is in the mouth of the chesapeake, steadily
motion in the ocean, time is approaching, my destiny
pushing forward with the rotors, soldiers of my pedigree
unfolding, your closet space cleaned out the most with mortars
I will book another cruise, bring sand to the beach with me
an hourglass freak for me, each hour pass, she flips for me
I'm back on the I-95 north now, I-76 bound
not the mile high, but the city where the brothers ready to get down
will see now who's listening, who's following where my pen move to
and the keys I push for the streets adjustment to the fiends new groove
I'm back home at the palace, whose backbone and whose palates
got residue from the phallus of the grafted, like fruit salads
I'll kill them, I'll kill you, and that's that, you don't believe me
don't matter, bone marrow bullet-ridden, corked your breathing
I see the whites still roaming freely through our energy
niggas embrace the enemy, you all paying the penalty
that was simply put, rhetoric repetative
the era you neglected to script got no medicine
we sick, there's no antibodies, inflict death on any bodies
and I ain't going through this shit again, not for anybody...it's war eternal...

Reverse hammer head shark
I battle you in the dark
One ranger from a spark
My hearts a horror movie
HORRORTECH
Pays a wreck shop
Devpro edge mo
Revenge so
Don't cha know
I got that glow
Bruce Leroy
Destroy Optimus deception decepticon
The best even now
See now
Deeply
Then employ these emcees like keloids
Steroid death destroys
Mediocre TOYS
GET VOIDED
Like a manufacturer warranty
I ain’t for ya
This is preparing for D-day
Today
To your dismay
Get changed like Kira
This is a death note
To all quotations and lames still going through menstruation
This is lyrical castration
To the competition
With no wisdom
Your dismal
Abysmal
To what’s critical

...sheepish, lord, these sheep are lured to the grocery store
in plastic rap, dismembered and packaged to the omnivores
my mission is to mar's, what remains of mar's is mine for sure
d. day is GOD's funeral projection, should the white devour
and I give them parts of GOD to wed, G. and D.'s fate sealed
I rearranged ellsworth's name to the worst hell, these dates revealed
in real-time now, x marking the spot at the states' center mass
white lady chriss' getting my house ready, she ain't meant to last
around vs and within our affairs, 'cause we d.o. for self
over here, my lo'op itself the coldest threads, I'm shitty sharp
and any mark get a tight shot group thru 'em, I outgrew them
horror movies, I'm not foolish, you'll see me now, I'm not ghoulish
once I got myself all and together now, how's that wu' shit
the art of war I been knew was mine before sun tzu cliqued
as the c13arance I drew up as I'm Him on wu' manual pages
yahdah yahdah, I go on about it, yeah, about them days then...
...so, who's the best man for this job against these sins
as shit is not sweet is the acronym I made from s.i.n.s.
the wack's shit get fifteen seconds of airtime from the landmines
he put on the act of a grand lodge, they know the land's mine
the noos a much tighter fit on the game's trachea
I will single-handedly have the game's plan changing up
the seventh month a day after the next day from today
if you know latin, when I'm in rome, the vatican's in a fray...

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Originally Posted by ChristO

...sheepish, lord, these sheep are lured to the grocery store
in plastic rap, dismembered and packaged to the omnivores
my mission is to mar's, what remains of mar's is mine for sure
d. day is GOD's funeral projection, should the white devour
and I give them parts of GOD to wed, G. and D.'s fate sealed
I rearranged ellsworth's name to the worst hell, these dates revealed
in real-time now, x marking the spot at the states' center mass
white lady chriss' getting my house ready, she ain't meant to last
around vs and within our affairs, 'cause we d.o. for self
over here, my lo'op itself the coldest threads, I'm shitty sharp
and any mark get a tight shot group thru 'em, I outgrew them
horror movies, I'm not foolish, you'll see me now, I'm not ghoulish
once I got myself all and together now, how's that wu' shit
the art of war I been knew was mine before sun tzu cliqued
as the c13arance I drew up as I'm Him on wu' manual pages
yahdah yahdah, I go on about it, yeah, about them days then...
...so, who's the best man for this job against these sins
as shit is not sweet is the acronym I made from s.i.n.s.
the wack's shit get fifteen seconds of airtime from the landmines
he put on the act of a grand lodge, they know the land's mine
the noos a much tighter fit on the game's trachea
I will single-handedly have the game's plan changing up
the seventh month a day after the next day from today
if you know latin, when I'm in rome, the vatican's in a fray...

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Drop verses
Put your verbs and nouns in Cadillac hearses
Verses versions of myself
Like clones been escaped
Lavatories laboratories
Be stories told in the dirties
In my thirties theories
Become reality
Factories layoff workers
Streets evict you quick
As they adopt you
Few get me
Like a psych evaluation
Making emcees
Seem like dummies
When I'm mummy wrap
Brains taking names
Placing blame
Achieving trophies
No victories
In mysteries
Mysteriously a visionary
Kinda scary
Break bonds like Barry
Deny service
Never that
I'm a bit nervous
Curb this, curb that
Curb your enthusiasm
Ain't it amusing
So why you refusing
Instead of just losing
Making it even more confusing
Confused by how I'm fused
Decisions reconditioned
Like I'm imprisoned
Improvising my mission is impossible
Like roman reigns and tom cruise
I still get boos and remain on top
Like the Vatican just stopped

...obama, you was a fuckin' hoe my nigga, you got trampled on
your white jew side hang you out to dry for the damage done
on your watch, too many niggas murdered by rogue white police
half the black schools now out-of-service, no reason released
some ole' oaky-doke about government fund cutting
think I won't find where corbet at? I'm duck hunting
think I won't ring michael nutter's neck? I still want him
underneath some cubic feet of land to piss on it
obama, you came in that oval office and bore no fruit
got up on t.v. and you told no truth, how uncooth
crisis actors on speed-dial too, and I ain't gon' act
as if I respect anything you done passed off as fact
yeah, you look black, you think white, was put in office by rich white
jew imposters, and you know this ain't over with, right? right
they needed africa, you gave it to them, right? right
they needed black areas, you gave it to them, right? right
and donald trump is just the cherry on the top
the corporate machine understand him more than israel thought
or that's the thought, misdirection and misinformation
the makings of a true magician, what was dished out, u.s. ate it
I'm not a patriot, I enlisted in the armed forces
to escape the shit on either side of my doorsteps
my drill sergeants respected me, seen I was sick
throughout my whole boot camp, asthma'd out to my neck
played it off, coughing all through, they thought tuberculosis
was the shit I was going through, still let me muscle through it...

...now it is time to, I'm taking the life of who you genuflect to
you'll get this in retrospect though, his life I just cancelled
your boy charlie manson, exactly, the ransom
the white world need to pay been past they they ankles and dandruff
he been in the position of jonathan the baptist [corrected at later date]
when I was bathed in blood, herod was his assassin [corrected at later date]
he came back as rasputin, how I'm seeing it
you laughed then, cry now, y'all ain't seeing me
I'll put on the roja at my convenience then
I wear the black outfit on my kill-sprees with them
the game puzzled, why trouble yourselves trying to grab
our guns for yourselves, I will body ya' mans
wack niggas fucking up the airwaves for them bands
texting dumb shit, I dug the plot for 'em in advance
of any podcast, I seen I'm being backed by comcast
since about ninety-nine at least, all this time bombast-
ing-ass cons and swindlers talking their talk
but if I know philly's real, we never been 'bout much talk here
climb up to the kings on some stalk shit, where's the giant
we've got to solve shit on some war shit, where's he hiding
we not dose, we unos, shit's no subliminal
time waits for nada, the payment's on the principle
you show off, a smoke signal can rise from ya' chest cavity
s.o.s. out to a medic, but your spirit left gravity's
pull...this ain't happen to 'em yet, but it can happen
I keep this over they heads at their next chance to snap then
when the bell rings, ding-ding, rounds one to two fifteen
crack the statue, and since there's no limit to the statutes
I house my killas in our buildings, we live amongst civilians
quiet-as-kept I done made the hood the pennitentiary
these alleged christians, their manson cannot protect them
he's deceased now, I'm the man, so overlook heavin
like I was overlooked, you get it? I'm taking no questions
I'm here, and that's the-fuck it, your bitch reserects me...

...yeah, john the baptist is someone else...but manson's profile does fit rasputin. time for manson to die now...to be cont'd...

...allana's my friend, she done survived the end of the world trade event
suffered ptsd from that day on, made her stressed
she laying up in a hospital now, tubes ran down her mouth
and tongue swoll, on a breathing machine, you let me know now
how can I best be of service, the stress you don't deserve it
was there for me, had my back, a vet, was in the service
a big sister to me, gods, she has an only son
who loves her, I'd keep her around for him if that was enough
but either way, let her speak to me and be with me the whole way
we still have work to accomplish, nine eleven oh one ain't
escaping me, as I tightened shit up more, they hemmoraged
her aneuyrism, her mannerism comatosed, left her limp
am I supposed to stop and backtrack now they think? they stink
I'm not supposed to pause or slack a bit, they're bitch, they'll sink
deeper into what I do to that kind, meatgrinding them alive
each time it's time for them to die, each crime of theirs been tried
and I let her sister mar'yah know to position her stance
somewhere else than the middle of death from her chaotic dance
amongst whom she's accusative but yet still would bootlick with
thus creating such a poisonous gust of breadth who could breathe in
I warned her, because that's masochistic and should not be
the burden of those in proximity of her to be hurt with
shit she cannot prove, and what god is it she confides to
who's trying to leave me as a blind fool behind moods
of manic-depressive stints she swings through, some woe-is-me
until everything around her ass diminishes woefully
if I ever get the go, it's a go, but she do not know
the dangerous liaison she came upon with this bul atone...

...oh yeah, r.i.p. allana...

...the obomination, fourth week of october seventeen
...the obamanation's course be disguised as your pretend peace
I shift my agenda to his, and heed suffer from a big head
I'm not the anti-christ, and he's not the christ, that's enough said
I can halt nuclear bombs in mid-air, he'd claim he did it
have him bumping my music in his surround sound, can he dig it
because I was good with saying peace I'm out, then I kicked the
bucket, an elevator descending down, third eye kicked in
the peniel where israel was face-to-face, can he vision...
naw, so he asking me to see about shit, he's fishing
think I'm the bait, just wait, when things are up-to-date with my template
and there is no room on his part for one mistake, his fate
does rest on that one attempt at my seat, I'd cleaver his nuts
his cleavage get siliconed up, that bitch better be on my nuts
I don't stop neither, do I, my dic' now reaching new heights
don't be around these abtuse whites when lightening seeks and do strike
the sign of jonah, your anti-christ jonah now, suffice it to say
y'all little make-believe daydreams is over now, a survivor you ain't...

...now, I wanna' change the game and destroy all wack's shit...
...who the lost angel is though, lucyfer, who's a black nig'
but whoever's playing, I ain't playing, I'm a' cast him
in the he'll fire of my spizzit with smooth bolt action
put the pressure on little brother and black mah fia alumni
club harlem ain't saying shit, I'm collegial on 'em
I reign down from the heavins and they beg for forgiveness then
my life was in y'all hands, now visa-versa, no witnesses
d. day's down-to -the-wire, my d. day speech isn't prepped
I don't feel like being fake to impress this devil bitch
I'm within earths orbit, earths gravity ain't pull me in
yet, but still I'm one eighty straight, to burn their homo binge
with my hands dirty, the bloods dripping from my fingertips
my command, their service then, the pilgrims ain't got a prayer
or a dog in this fight between vs, twin vigilant in prayers
mah fia, mahdi, if you maricon, bitch, I'm a' slay ya'
that's how I keep secrets, a garden full of decomposing
part missing persons and part compost 'til tundra frozen
the black mafia been murdered me, personal feelings
aside, abide by the laws of Allah which is I or dizzie
so I'm a' be the founder of an organization, huh
right now is the birth of my nation, huh, and I vacationed none...

...man, I'm in my afterlife right now, and my name will be cleansed
yakub's troubles been evident, the faggot and I ain't friends
now, my bride is israel, don't lament, just provide the wombs
of man up on my reserection, reserect my dick and soon
because I'm not coming back as soft, and the-fuck if I'm a' fall
after I rise up, so to prevent that, I'll rise in the fall
the twenty-third is where me and paul who was flipped to adolf
was raised together, if I ain't say it enough times in a plain form
how I know he was adam as well and the munk martin luther
is beyond me, I just read the cracks in armored suits
some draft picks from the breeze playing the game 'til the game's done
my day-ones I won't forget, just don't forget my face none
who know me and who I know, others blown off my cold shoulder
for ya' own in-formation, do not be where you not s'posed to
the protocol is me, the pro to call, that's it, there's only one
no habla espaniol though I'm alicia's only son
the days to come, sudden compliance by the ones caught in a crunch
giving me more control of the machine the quieter I'd become...
...see, but I'd be loud in a muteness, nine eleven's
allowance because of jupiter? my birthright behind the measures
it took to pull that shit off, and not enough sought answers out
the masses asses out, alleged masters trying a' hash vs out
I see the rapture as a mass suicide pact the grafted vowed...

...at thirty-three degrees...and I strayed from the third degree
holly would's archeologists never unearthed the breeze
so lie to ya'selves if you wish, what you find looking for a sign
is me slitting your throats, across yours napes, you should've towed my line
but you all crossed it, so what you seeing now's from hindsight
your foresight ain't seem to see this wall I am, you're blind mice
and I do lay traps to clean my house, edit you from the script
tracey'ng me back to the wtc buildings, sex ain't your strength
if I ain't having it, your length and width is your own shrink
to convince yourslves you gon' live beyond my own strength
tried to freeze me out, the day I thaw out, the waters rise
you run around half out your wits, disheveled, unorganized
I'll give you what twenty-three is, it's right before jupiter
it's all about what I came up in, to destroy lucifer
energy will be changed, a jewel dropped on jacob's head
a move on me have my semen stains found on jacob's bed
call it his bitch I'm a' drill if that gives you any comfort
I'm homo-phobic too, but you're all fucked and don't own it
serving two masters created a two-headed dragon
and anybody connecting dots now tortured to death something graphic
imagine if I wasn't here what my brother's madness
capable of, 'til I appear with much greater wrath than his
so if today's about a sign, you shoulda' been around to see
me coming up, you scatter us, there's nowhere you can find to breathe...

...you have to process thought in this physical existance
females enamored with this man's physical equipment
I'd be endowed with, I hound over physical appearance
I'm in the days, not in a daze, I'd let go if I'm meant to
of this physical dependance, now I see how it was written
as I wrote it, I can go fish, and somebody else can quote it
every hair on his head is what trump'd got himself in over
fools and babies is what I say, how does he get over
I'm no ordinary soldier working for la costra nostra
this day's the first incline and drop on a roller coaster
we're the contracted enforcers of the whale of jonah
vs brothers, how we got the plug-in, hail stormers
for the kale folding, pressure on the male groomed for it
from the time he was a child, the fake jews scored him
so the evidence suggests, I have news for them
I got the drop on every screw-loosy news story
I got heads-ups on every move they put shoes on for
I'm comf'table, what you do now is to lose all the
contents of your stomach walls, fear-indused vomit
...I make you my twin's footstool, produce dramas
the philly takeover, that's it, the game's over with.
my movie script's my self-made covenant...