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Rushed
"Regardless of what had left, time continued as nother tried to keep in touch, how far would it escape, as still matters kept in suspense where to be achieved at any provided amount, simply to ensure that from the start could have reflected meant reason, or manifestations just which most seek, even throughtorrid beings, lengthened tasks whilst some reacted to perceptions they deem, but should not comprehend the full extent, though had known yet feared the truth, now awaited passive actions, nor those unpredicted, and sincere"
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WHEN TRUMPETS FADE
An alliance paired
sirenz blared in the square where violence flared
the ill-fated shared hatred 'til they were scared sacred
science dared debate it but defiance fared greater
divine triumph for headz properly educated
non-compliance with the Creator of milleniumz left all but a minimum eliminated
the lights dimmed, az the final trumpets faded.
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i wrote this cuz i waz wunderin what would happen if people
ever just got tired of warrin with each other-
you know, quit fightin and found God,
and az dope az that would be, then youd still have some haterz that
needed to get dealt with-
-peace- OTB live and uncut
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HOPE PREVAILS
hope prevails,for those who wait-
doom de-rails, an uncertain fate-
a life of steel mesh an jigsaw pieces-
a life sureal, many people, places-
mirrored images an blank spaces-
lost souls, dying caged faces-
cornfields of races, vermin status-
a certain judgement! the eye of the beholder bears no grudge-
the spirit of the heart - a mere canvas smudge-
any feedback welcome (meaning, affect, structure)
peace
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regardin your when trumpets fade piece OTB, it was intresting does not give the meaning you implied, but it is understandable and structured very rap-like other then that i liked the wordplay
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Yeah, the wordplay on that piece was pretty tight. I liked it.
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THE EARTHS BLEEDING!
a labyrinth of deceit and oppression
incomplete, and broken searchin for answers to questions
too many life lessons have been cleanly disregarded
dosent you consience scream at you, once the massacre has started?
or do you sit back - brain empty with no worry
while blood leaks seaps below your feet, bitter salt honey
money is the reason for feelings that split races and meanings
the earths bleeding, sources are seeding, without praying and reading!
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MOUNTAINS OF LIGHT
moutains of light - fountains in sight
eutopian paradise - with gates of hot ice
the golden horn blows - the souls congregate
to the final meeting place- under the tree of fate
they see a figure - looming in the distance
they meet him humble - with no resistance
an aura of facination- bewilders the spirit
as the conscripts write- the angels get lifted
all stunned by there formless shadows
all stunned by the evergreen meadows
all stunned of this place after death
peering upon the earth- watching the seeds that been left!
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For No Human
devastating couldnt label my creations
correctly, my thoughts tower over destruction
my physique is Ancient Rome powerful
drawin pictures with no pen, no brush
feelings that tremble to no man, green so lush
that black can only pale in comparison, in contrast
black conceals the green no matter the appeal
black can only describe how a Menace feel
I feel alive and thrivin while i'm breathin
so powerful, the sensation ceases the need for eatin
no more hunger pains while i'm around
life halts for no human, or whatever i am
transient, my time runs short like asthma children
my world is constantly changin along with charisma
he dreams of disaster that he causes, worlds he pauses
rewinds and restarts for fun that makes me nausceus
each time my eyes open i feel bright and like a dunce
that frequently builds
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First Degree Burn
The madness in my heart
Turned me into a beast
The spark that ignited the depths
Made me incomplete
A grimy grudge that won’t budge
Deleted my perfection
From the outside looking in
I gazed into the eyes of heaven
I jumped into the clouds
But drowned in brimstone
From light to darkness,
I live my life alone.
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LOSING THE CIRCLE
as templates of creation, we strive to survive
a structured ball of matter, unknown to the mind
punctured memories, a sea of the dumb,deaf and blind
overview: cloudy, a grey chilling sky
answers concieved through spirtual transendence
the physical form, glorious, infectious
i utter whispers, undercover-hard screams
bubbling water, contagious nightmares and dreams
i wake up in sweats and spin 360 degrees
my cypher still strong, but for how long will this be?
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^ losing the circle....that shit is pretty tight.
here's something i wrote a while ago. its not a poem, its more like a recording of thoughts that i put to paper.
always the same window.
no matter what you say about anything you know that in the end what you say is nothing. you're always looking for the easy way to point your problems in the direction of the truth. its a constant cycle of trial and error and you're caught in the middle. give a little and the others will see that, but take a little and you will be in class with all the fake ones. think about that the next time you decide to express something you hold so strong. thoughts here, thoughts there. please save them for world that is known only to you. you are the mayor, you are the killer, and you are the people there. take a look, you move with such ease and style. yet you could never find the right moves for him. gaze upon the outside windows, drawn in so close and cold. feel free to look and see the empty place where we once kept a place for you. can you see where the prize went? knock him down with one look, cuz that's all it really takes. remember? that's all it takes. stolen. broken. cold. torn. beat. we are all the above. both you and i are all what we hate the most.....but we don't even know eachother. we haven't got a clue.
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sometimes i wish i was just a B. job/
but 1 day ill be such a good rapper theyll call me 3pac/
1 day ill be a bigger house hold name than reebok/
old i.c.p. shirts covered in dirt that what makes me hot/
Nikoli and TECH N9NE that the way we rock/
i confess im dpressed it makes me rot/
so much stress i just wanna breathe pot/
but i cant...
cuase 1 day i got high at lunch/
ruined my life for 5 months/
so i jus take it out on walls i punch/
but im the 1 who made my life fucked/
im the whole reason im stuck/
jus a child filled with oh so much anger/
i feel like pickin up a fo fo banger/
n blowin out the brains of a stranger/
or myself...
but ive got hope/
1 day ill be dope/
people will come to my show/
even tho they say i suck now/
1 day ull be in the fuckin crowd/
jus remember i couldve jus as easily put a gun in my mouth/
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MY FIGHT CLUB COMPLETE
my heart aches for solitude and serenity
this crude matter defies all logicality
dieases of the mind body and soul
many reasons to achieve the eternal goal
infernal coal, lunged into the hot furnace of feeling
unconcieveable like the science of dreaming
i cant get no sleep, fighting the sheets
fighting the weeks, my fight club complete
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a work in progress about my experience in highskool
always felt so different couldnt see with so much fog/
i chose to be rose with no moms/
i stayed twisted like a do knob/
when i was little there was no probs/
now theyre stackin up n it wont stop/
its enough pressure to blow my dome off/
to relieve ill take a long walk/
n breathe weed smoke till a lung pop/
in skool i was the juggalo emo gangsta that wont talk/
when people poked fun i told em ta fuck off/
then somethin inside my head goes off/
vision becomes red n i feel soul stalked/
couple years back i was an outcast/
kids would ask me when i showered last/
i.c.p. shirts n long hair out in trash/
style changed that shits now past/
same kids that would harass me/
now have the nerve ta ask me/
why i never look happy/
same kids now say hi when they walk past me/
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I wake up and attack these threads like I'm on a warpath
Then I drive to work and play World of Warcraft
It makes me more glad, when I upload audio in my inventory
They make a request, I put it on zshare, that's tha end of story
I defend my glory when asked to kill the guy tha above me
Then I bring it back in one line and try to make it ugly
Nothin' bugs me, I try to keep everything on even keel
But for hiphop, I'll lie, cheat, and worse, I'll even steal
I breathe it still, and I been down since the first day
All I want is the new Madden and some Wu on my birthday
