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Fake ass diety wannabe. Prolly some college kid in a theology class that listens to wu-tang and spends all his free time thinking of a verse to destroy me. I can go for days, I just sit and type. You prolly failin' a class or some shit. Get a job, you fuckin' hippie.
... listen way beneath me when I walk... 1 reason it stranges you... and this is how I talk & that is how you type rhyme... rancid acid reflux, my reflex... I'm first... my beeswax, parallaxes 1 arc seconds, when I'm head reckin'g, stick scalpuls labotomy for you... redirect your javelin, joggle your head-boggle... just gaming you, you're my dice... and I shake you to the ricter... it's fucking you like sicks fucked you and then took yall's picture... I exposed you, that just goes to show you won't admit it... a dumby fits your fitted, and wears it... exacts your facial fluids when torching your melted wax... drop your chrome & pick-up your bones like jacks, when I remove your metal plate... Rob Steals, and leaves you with nothin'g but my style to run with... So what? So you lean back to me when I chop your heels... I'm pleasurable, my style... and it's also immeasurable... somethin'g you ain't never done with... it's fucking' up your intro... you cannot start, you're apart... stuck to shit the NZA do like a fart, Ha... lighter, blast gaseous, ingenious threader... force of nature bow to my sources extreme... run strings through your dorsal and move you till you're through... throwing you in two directions, ripped-gutting torso... I rewrap you, you're just a teaser... lil marrionnette swinging from this threaded hand... I run your head, cross-hairs... making you run in my circles, I spit... when I have things turn at you and squeeze... take that clip and keep it like Ebekeneezer... while your parts fall into the pit... your whole face hole... from the re-arrangers... fly your devil-heads, martian artistry... you think you know but you don't, so you come to me... the 64th chamber... Now Zodiac Allah, cosmic torch holder... older gods & the universe. .. head-burst mangles your zombie-vision, paper soldier...
2 good emcees going at it but i can't call a winner yet, we need more verses
... EXACTLY! The 9 suns of holiness, pack a strike like lightening... my rays of solar heat, zing! ... furocious heat, this mentality of supremacy... mental state 36's... whirl-winding, gripping head-knock, my knob... revolving wall, strategic architect of the thought world... I send you into the darkness, 14 shades of blackness... from knowledge, existence... you slobs, drag your slop... it's a greater day for the gods, Bambaataa... I rock you, stone dust... relax, I got you... this is wrapping it up, echo-threader... I repeat in my own mind I stand beneath me, warlock-wizardry... speak boing, ongoing fire... and and Andromeda etc. .. who is back smashing the replica... and a firm stance while I clamp, the clone-crush... not an improper amount of offense to you clones... yet it's the real, hold it... Cling-clang-clung, snatching bitches, Pits, Boxers & Shih Tzu's... Ruff gong, the bark of thorns... I torch another tree with a tangy honey, banging the interior-back out, splash... the atom-splitter, missing rib-cage... poof, magic bows to the All-Powerful, God... I do the knowledge, alien science... and the wisdom does it with me, angelic devotion... mind recital, mark of the covenent... ark decretal, thunk... and kerplunk, a chunk of ocean... the fountain flows of my Wu-Tang mountain.
Float & sting
Bob & weave
Rhyme encyclopedia
I'm taking back the media
Thread Head & Body
Come & go
Song & dance
Face the fucking music
I take it and I use it
Thread Head & Body
... Precisely, spat nasty at all the mimicry... my spit fucks your trickery, that bad ass habit... I tie the donkey to your head nod and stomp you with the elephant... rope you in a ring with the lion, eagle & bear... a really wild night, when I assume the animal planet... and hold you single handed, I get the grips... and bang your metal plate, powerful magnets... a whopping 93 million mile snipe, kills the bull-shit... I swear, flush the crud... psychology-product, the actual factory... fall for my delivery, the party hopper lands with a thud... who goes there? Oh, it is you... and you get gone when I run you head first into the sunset... repetitious head-wrap, Ninja walk... your style beeps you while it's creeping on you... and I repeat this for you to whom it may concern... you must study your self, you have lots to learn... De ja vu, I do you like I did me... I conquer you.
Who is this? Forgotten mist
Whisper of the past, agast at this ass
Attempting coup, Unnameless who?
You brainless fool, I ain't this dude
Who bows down, to no crown
Pound for pound, rhyme for rhyme
I astound this clown, time and time
Again, when will this dude learn?
He burns for this thread, alone writin' in bed
He yearns for dead, known he slight in head
Took punk months to jump, slump bump on a log
Book worm hook germ, you late wait, you out fog
You can see clearly now? Is the rain gone?
You can be cheery now, ya name's gone
Erased, disposed waste, no haste havin'
Blabbin', blubberin', bitch-moanin'
Gabbin', shudderin', pitch roamin'
Last weeks news, I switched moments
You lack main components, I'm the omen
Homin' missile locked to bissle, vac you suck
Blow the whistle it's official, fact you NUTS
Universe: 19.5
... perfectly, magnetic scattered puzzle... like this, I'm the striker... acupuncture needles... and I push your buttons, 36 points... doggy, muzzle... fist up your throat, a talking dumby... bang again, conical brain, missing medulla... I took it, position your egg-head... crack open yolk, I'm switching your attention; cursive spells... mental stencil, injecting lead pencil... carve your skull, the oblong ratio of unnamable techniques... poke you, sea erchin... banging your wavey face... go cutting you, class cadaver for my students... and notice the dumb-dumb is humpty dumpty... clank-horse table rock, bucking you... hit & run, crash-grill Mustang... punk, trailer-hitch attatchment... drug you, band wagon... I repeat, I repeat... I got you like you got dickslexia, slob acidic drool for mine... these expansive sciences, come combustion bubble... corrosive, dust... sprinkle you, carry, wipe you... dingle berry, jingle heavy mental chains at the gillotine of my complete mastery... I am adventure, have you not heard... I am the answer to your tilt inward smack together, shatter your interior mirror; Parabolic vanity... blast my six-shooter, a heavy metal rake to your face & shitstem... when I clense the yard for the Lords of Righteousness... blast you from the path, like when fakes get in the way and the cannon goes: Piss Off! ... tangled web, I use you as my weapon... and I have you tell your self stuff to say to me... I am typing you... and my shadow is your nemisis... obsorb it, my spit-synthesis.
I Dont Have A Name I Thought I Had A Name... The Realest The Quickest... Pre...- Words.. My Last Name... I Am A Rat.. Im Not A Rat... A Black L.a. Hat.. To The Side Sideways.. To See I Took It Off... I Have A Line Up... Right Now I Have A Taper.. It Is That Is What I Called.. It.. It Started.. A Regular Line Up .. A Fro.. A Flow.. I Got A Haircut... A One.. A One All Around.. A Four.. A Four On The Top.. Once Its Done.. I Let A Week In.. A Week In... I Still Got A Fade.. Ingrown Hairs... No Test.. For .. A Machine.. A Con Air Machine.. This Side Burn.. Is Clean... Lets Go To The Next.. Shaving.. Sensitive.. Skin.... I Cant Finish.... What I Have To Leave... Now Its Okay... I Cant Explain... It Is Starting To Grow... I Will Have To Get Back At U All... I Have To Go.... I Dont Stay In L.a. ... In L.a No More... Im Im Always.. From.. L.a.. Its Already.. In Me Naturally.. In Me.. Where Ever I Go... U Know.. That Fool... That Fool Is From L.a. .. Starting Starting All Over Again.. Im Not Spoiled.. I Have To Work ...to Work.. For My Own.. I Havent Written In 2 Days.. I Have 2 Reload... I Will Come Back Home... Come Back Home.. See U In Two.. See U Next Time... I Come In.. Im In... Permission.. A Mission... My Love.. More Deeper Than Bud.. My Love .. Girls .. Women.. Women... Too Much... Women... Nothing Could Take It.. Women.. I Love Women.. I Love Women... Girls... GIRLS.. I SETTING THEIR PROFILES.. PRIVATE...
Universe 2.5
Emmediately, I repeat like Me... Oh no? Yes doc, the doctrine... Thread-line, you follow me? Oh yes, document of maps... I build a labyrinth... go, coming to at my smelling salts... for the monthly festival, 14:14 ceremonial crescent... the scent of sweet-potatoe flesh... gas-mask of the gardener, my killer insects immune to the insectide... PAINKILLER! Collide... Clash, tag team, crumpled hand... Fisting, I slam and slap 5 palmistry... When I spray walls, powdery snowboard like 2 Cent... 360 arial-tripple tucker, go chearleaders... I'm digging you Ladybugs, my Butterflies & Doodlebugs... Telling them: Voice of my Sun... Very narrator, bank teller, fortune remain... Slang mixture, it's a mixture of granite, sand-stone and alabaster... a building with no known builder... it's built, collision... landing rhombic-dodecahedrons, wedge catapult... buzzing earths' hexagonal pit, 3/4ths coverage for my godseed... plethora, arora erola, etc. .. kin-folk biological terrain... metamorphisis, my sun-rays... your photosynthesis... brain treadmill, my, I engineer another mouth... Robotic attatchments, because I love to rig... 64 psychological-physical, position permeator... Tricks bow to the knowledgist, contortion... fiitted hat with the earflaps... red, black & green toobsocks, banging the sockets... trunk-tree sap... Nieth, spidery fire... starry web, stay my pyrimidion I wage pantheon... sway wine-body, mellow, mellow... dancing backwards, meow... Pouncing blow... The blow-dart ritual, chess with the coordinator... Countess, war-gown clad mysterious... bellow like John the Revelator, anounce Me... let science drop from the precipice, blue cliff... pungent aroma, scented blade... cut you slow, chair 2... more beeswax, remarks... I change tracks, rhythmic texture... like a pussywillow... and all you haters can count on it, I... 8 you... What does 'I... 8 you' mean? It means I build & destroy you like food... I'm in the moods, tactic aptitude.
I make you rock you... Today. 1 for the Lord and 4 for the Lords' way...
Let me try your style...
Non-sensical...shitty dispensible....fuckery....something something about numbers.....a bunch of shit nobody cares about......i do smart shit....yeah, shapes land and shit.....i like bugs....i can't write.....butterfly magical tree....expanded wonder frog.....66-99....mixture...fixture mixture....riddle me this, riddle me that?....riddle my piddle...fiddle diddle doo....crocodile smile i like poo
Universe: 7.5
... GODLY!!!!!!! ... theology in accord with me, at exactness... as I do it, Tao of Pooh... fastest blade I grow, mow... I shepard you, Te of Piglet... and so, going into the pit of hypnotism... diet of the live-wire, eat to give life to the sleeping souls... age of mysticism is obsorbed in my transcendance, bust this... I dance for the righteous, sling blades cast off boomerang tommahawk... dotted lines have my insignia when I sign with Dizzy Guillotines, the DZA... Divine Wu-Kin, remedy glass-flask of purity... flow dignity... Head bash, party crasher... I part your tricknology, go Click Buckaroo... Krshna the cowboy, my echo plays the flute... pyramid of the indian, 2012... I'm Santa, guidance to the elves... cut another chunk, thump of spunk... range rover type, what I offer you has no range... in exchange for your devil dream, it is my proxy who address you... Holy Ghost of the Great God sees you in your seizure, clamp of identity... waste all illusion, my audience... it holds you in suspence until you face mind-intensify, I thirst quench and I work you up an appitite... your petite faith can only maximize within a divine-like mind... I repeat like mine, repeatedly for you to follow me... as I drag you... and, look... I drag you for the good, for good... my rook slid, find you... and I hid you for the revelation, because you did not know you... and so you needed me, I accept the truth for you... and this mesmirizes you and so your ego drowns you in malarchy pilgrim, you were wandering... lost... and I found you, I have you now... because what belongs to God, belongs to me... I make you face me... I Am the Owner, 5 in 100 speak for me and, united, speak to me... vocal-mural, another 2-Cent... Samurai 7, listen you... I am Inter-link Tetrahedron, a Tetragramaton... The Peaceable, clash for the Clan... repetitious Wu biology, the knologist is me... and I know your vision faces my word, I replace the 3rd with the 1st... burst of joy, the guessing game... enter the club, I'll have a pub and a chaser... I'm the organizer of pungeant flowers for beauty, duty of powers... I study the fittings and my shape is magnificent, I'm the jeweled hawk... I provide the jewel hawk, my staff... I have a mind that cannot be mocked... and now it's your mind, I told your cornia, no balogna... bitches measure dicks & drink the cum of killers, worlds are carved by my words... an ordeal of havoc for nothing, banging and clanging... the proxy quotes me: " I repeat ad infinitum, run quantum verbatim... in time but not of time, NZA claims eternity is my item"... the poxy resumes its own speach, for the origin... Lord of stuff... like the phi portion, sworn... I took the ass to class again, I turn the honey side-ways... tilt upward, spin forward & tip over... commotion... What's the commotion? The commotion is raucus, boat rocker... rightside starboard, rearward towards the stern... leftside larboard, forward towards the bow... clap for you, my hyroglyphic paddle... wave of cosmos, my style-alchemy... this, which I endow... the witchdoctor of winds, blow my stoggy dart smoke... swirl mechanics computer head-bang you til you're bionic, I rock you; AC/DC... my acidic battery waste, I'm going magnetic generator, and now it's alternator... because it's more effecient, how I use it better... jabber-jaw, 8-woven wire... I sire you with my sword whisper...
Reply once in a blue moon, is you too poon?
Lampooned goon, showdown at high noon
Your retributions lost power, no longer matter
You contributions look dour, Stronger I shatter
Clatter clang, this mad hatter bangs with no fangs
No bites, remark shark you harked the end age
Sage you not, so page you clot with rage forgot
Sought, out my distinction, blink in a sec
You missed the best, the wreck of pissed insect
Intel-lect vexed by ex-cellance, you melon honey dew
Fruit salad chewed, spewed about once a month
Come unglued with hues, you need to smoke a blunt
Punk your vocab doesn't impress, you stressed and stretched
I thunk you know that, buzzin' busy bee I stay the best yet
Is this thread all you look for? Is this what you read a book for?
I took four minutes to think, grab a drink and commence to drench
Your foul stench mentioning, callow bench mentoring
You teaching nothing, you turkey stuffin', just there
To flavor the meat, you beat admit defeat, trust there
When compared to me, you cared too much to be
As such a tree grown with strong roots, my boots
Ground me to Earth, you miles high with no worth
Keep ya head in the clouds high, wonderin' how'd I
Get the better of this bed-wetter, are you upset or
Just a fretter? cheddar cheese please breathe
Concieved weaves, you bereaved and in dire need
Of feed for stupid seed, believe decieved can't you just leave?
In My Own Mind
I Stand Beneath Me
With No One Else Above Me
I Make You Guess What I Mean
And Respond to Me In Your Rhymes
You're Stupid
I Hit You Like Cupid
And That's Why You Love Me
I Repeat
You Can't Get Enough Of Me
Look,
This Whole Thread...
... Is MINE.
Faggot, you've made 72 posts IN THIS THREAD. How are you going to say I love this shit when YOU are the one who ONLY posts IN THIS FUCKING THREAD. Get a fucking life and a job, you damn dirty hippy.
... HA!!!!!!!!! ... for this, unbelievably... stitch bust, open-closure... the shattered posture, go for broke... burst for me, that's the worst... fan clash, wave at me... wizzing by-by, come again-head attatched-backwards... no composure, so hokey-pokey... clang Samurai L., Jack you, smoking you... in my matrixes, thread attatch-magnet... Oh snap, you lost rap in a mishap... it all happened before it started, slippery loop-holes... you're the hole who out-wits you... go figure... stuck into this unified field, where I weild majesty and Cause creation... magic's definition is to be like Me... cause to me MC means Mind Control... and I control it so well, that you will never know... but then again you never know... I repeat: NO!! Do not stop banging your head on the floor before my feet... and I repeat before my feat... anyway, 360 degree path to your psychology... remember me... instantanious maintenance, 1 day parable... sword slice, parabola... concave blast relief of my word-splatter, Boom Shakka... Hot bazooka, break heads; huddle power-play... and yes I say shat, pop shit... mesoamerican dodge ball, stop it android... you want the micro-chip... think twilight zone, I trip you up the Eery... my every statement's another school for you, you drool for me... I do you like Timothy Leery... you follow me like you're queerily interested in me... the various alley trap ensnares you, fuckery! Flush you, pipe dreams... lead you to you, go apes... buddy... mental dominos is how I knock you over and over and over... ready pointed cannon-ball, catch an icosohedron... while I build and rebuild you, using the fluids in which we created you... Now maybe you guess who I am or you are still taking ham intraveinously, pop-shot you... Threadonious Monk, 10 chamber... pack you in your shit and hatch you like my beetles do, Shazzaam... clocked you going anger and desire, that's that... ball & chain, wang! Starry knights, I slang your thoughts and I boss you... I fly you like my kites for pure joy, I have pazzazz... I am the Owner and the Maker... and I make you recognize the Shabbazz... 13 tribal calendar, 33 degree spinal veribrate... slash 19.5 degree snipe coordinate, the equalizer... plus my knowlogy... truncates your bank, my first korg... when I play close encounters on the triton, to the beat of your skin organ... Niko Yokata is my secretary for the dickstation, and it writes you like a pillow book... ZZZZ's, you snooze... and I wake you from your stooper with a flow like booze; More Wine!!! La Rhumba con Sangaria... get this bitch a ticket like expedia, bomba clot! Shit happens, Hot Shotta... my mind above all of your matters, ya try ta say wat but nuttn matta... you come for me and go for money, brain scatter!!! and I collect mine another shift report, fool... I hold it down like a land mine, I write graffitti on the times; Revalations 19-22... my diamond sutra, bling, bling, bling... your hypnosis paranoia, insectiphobia... It's the Ant and the Bee, etc. Royal architects who gotcha...
... angle gradient liners, chiming bangle... alchemy, reflect sky... the black land, radiant sun shapes and powers... in and beyond rappers and poets and so forth... who causes originators for you, ghostly... good-works, track 5 to the 2 or 3... Harlem and Brooklyn!!! ... Union Square marathon, I see this 1 in 2 wisdom, who get on at Bergin... watch, I do reverse psychology like you do metaphores... back to the labyrinth, revolving doors and floors a story... You didn't get it so I fixed your antennae, watch... I put a splotch on the wiz' neck, butter scotch & hiacynth... bitter synthisizer, razor sharp harpsicords... the 9th to the nines... and I am the Nth... there's no telling, snitches... nope! ... collapsed envelope, arc wave of particle formation... forming in your general vision, but beyond your scope... stung till it stunk... I repeat: Getstinkyou! ... the compass and the map holler back with me, I am foremost of the easterners, westerners, northerners and southerners... earthling and the god, synod synopsis... conclave, clamour for the clanging... it's the banging of the dizzy rod, repeatedly for divine justice... the steelo engineer, action of a character study... return of the gusto, patch you in... the Bzzy Digits and the playmates just called: Elizibeth and the girlz need room to stay when they're in town... and they're strong, they change their names to match their style like peaches... anyways, I lay it down track 11 parrallell to the ground... and it stays down, stone crust of the earth... liquid fire of the core, lung sweat... flung towards you, reaching through my speaches... the acupuncture switch, fuck the glitch up... spat you, stops ignored... you dropped your sword, the uzi's are pointed at you... angelic rapture, strike distance... clap! ... "The Repeat-party" with the organizer, this persistance... black, the complete colors... black, the source and the absense of light... black new balances, Wu holds the universe... and... fucks to you all... exactly like you like it... and fades you to black...
Threadologist...
... plants at you...
Botonist engineers you...
Figure you too...
You might just act abnoxious...
Treadoligist...
... Knows a thread...
... and if not, the Knologist...
Cause knowledge is 1...
... more than irony & paradoxes....
Nasty!!Quote:
Originally Posted by AcidPhosphate69
... the nastiest mixture of goop, I scrape... vapor, old school flavor... I feed the regurgitation to the wavor, favor trash... repeat crash these igpays with ashtrays, little brats... I spit you at your image & wipe your face off... strays... misbehave and wear the active bee hive, dooney... slice your brain and arrange it like iron chef, monkeys... I told your bitch that you're my bitch and there was no argument... stitch flow, getcha...Quote:
Originally Posted by The Nameless & Unnamable
... I realizre, I'm you... he called me a hippy, to remind you... I love you too much I need you from HELL... the mighty illusion... I need yo today... do you know why I need you? ... I need you, cause I love you... you might not understand, he was high; but that's cause Earth is in the sky... guess what? ... fuck your gut feeling, it's what you decide... I'm not going to let you go... it's not what youre saying, but what you mean... I'm not going to tell you why we formed NIKE or why we formed Chico & Chicka... deliver grants to... each one who lifts his head up... guess what? I love you... MORE THAN HELL!!! ... do you figure me? ... or do you think you connot tell? ... ask Ty. He asked Me why... and I told him why... ask Badu... I do not stop until I get what I gotstu... so, a needle pulling thread like, a Ginsu... cuttting through your fake you, like you do... cause I 'm ready for You like You Are!!!!!!! Do You Hear Me? ... Yes You Do...
My raps get sold in coloured capsules
i got popped twice....and still throw tetras narcotics raps at youzz
im honest when my clientelle laughs at threw,
we harder than Greece statues and smack crews that act cool
dead serious with this spit like baseball DL hitters hawkin madd loogz
Bad News like those bears....
strapped with 50 callibur gats that challenege ya fears
nuttin new in the Van City situatioun, we downin beer's
things you hate make another migrate
S.o.M>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>lmao....hahahaaaaa
... Whirling swirling thought, curling weight... wait! The train spotter, complete lunar circle... todays the day, like Juma... process coordinator, lo... the camping grounds, labyrinthine basements... Get Down, like the Fat Boys... when I reminisce, Hits... and send them twirling, spin and toss quarter-back dirvish... order track, star chamber- back the jin down- switcher... biggest of all pictures, word of the cosmos... you feel me like osmosis... I drop science when I drop the dragon staff and it consumes you snakes... and you for whom I do this, escape... flight of the dragon, the God hour... I say stuff running through your head, shapes and powers... I repeat, I repeat and I eat... amatures bite and back bite and I soothe wounds, doc... I said what I say because I am the physician... I changed the magicians, ask Moses... Peace... remains within me like this world, gyro-wobble... bobble rap worbled at you, Akh... admit it, word of mine... 3 kingdom unit, man is made... And I continue to create; Crash your cage... Victory, the Hall of marches... and I do you, thinkers... interior design scetckes like Dawud... I sketch your heads in different angles, the Empty 7... tell me if you see angels, that mean it's working... You must come to know, or don't identify you like a UFO... I give you another crop circle and you reflect; interior mirror, psychological miracle... The text reads: Man X and Woman X, universal activities... this galaxy breathes and I breed galaxies... I make law with my deeds; tally it up, when you count your blessings... Now then, document you... I have times to spend like in Atlanta at the Spellman graduation... blending in at the step-show, the Kingston 10-12... ask the Black & Old Gold or the Gold and Purple... from the pyramids to the future, guess who hops the hurtles... with hips like Chaka Khan and a voice like the break of dawn... Rollerskater-style all the while, while I dazzle... build a temple and a shrine, I'm the God... call me what you are and it will hatch your pod, go berzerk and come again... whatever you do, only the way will work... Field Niggas in the house!!! ... We followed the slave boats in boats of our own and I douse you with many sudden realizations and Shazzam... like the African space program, Earth Ship, Anu Naki and Nibiru... ask Malachi how... threaded scaffolding, I am waiting and I'm not waiting... I'm changing this... NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Engaged in processes, enthrawled in thread theory...
Remote, interwoven tapestry... action galaxy...
Scientific method, thunk with a thud... waving feather...
Pointing every where, the word states it... knowledge letter....
Entranced in processes, attatch to thread theory...
Blast of the factology and mental conditioning...
Erogenous or eronious, in and out the zone...
Flinging everything, the word exults its... Throne...
... Introducing Me, I repeat: Mind C... focal swagger, cooperation link... pass you an intrument, engineer the bent... cement crop, 7 & a Crescent... the kung fu of Spike Lee; chop shops, bodegas and botanicas... rip the fonta, hit the criptic skunk... light the dragon's blood, psychostatia... craft of this teapot, vessel... swing heads, belt notches... rap tastle, style of wig... staff afloat spots, bamboo raft... a flow, concrete swamp... think of the elect thought... when God (Cipher) Divines, the minds ressurect... Presence... caught 8-woven carpet, 9 steps of attainment... acknowledge Lord; crash your idols and go the wildest... tidal wave, I tip lunar weight... into the porage bowl, gates of hunger... growl, I repeat: The lion is lay down with the lamb... Sphinx!!!!!!! Guardian of the mysteries, crack the seal and feel it reveal... internal code, abode of the repititious 8... Ogdoad, Monad... Mine Ennead, the jewel of the 9 again... carving and recarving thesis, myterious fetus... revelation is within Me, I repeat you in this verse... and vice versa... pack application science, fibrous oat-comfrey poltace... lyrical paste, cold crushed into a fine powder... the fish scales, the docs and the barges... rumage through illusions, when I drew and they withdrew piles... the screwface driver nails it, my Mutzu Enme... and the Name of all styles... it's pronounced broken voice-box, brain pulp adhesive... I am the master-physician of the Court and I build & destroy 4-direction tobacco roll, my rite rocks... and I make known to you like Chief Black Eagle, Sagajuea and the land ledger... Lord of Rightousness, culture-freedom Regal church... my lights hit you like the sword of Orion... The stand alone law of man, woman & child... highest elevation of understanding, expanding... turning eternity and everlasting... in 1 hand...
... Arisen akh, another transmitions... NZA listen, ether, fire, water, earth air... spiral stair, tangle gyration... prayer, akward inward splice-wave tangle cavern galore... met your mirror once more, spirit-form... storage, cuniform clock... do a time line, easy does it... twist a past at you, weild your frame... things ain't the same, ain't nothin'g changed... a 64 square and a mandoline phrase... tangerine-mandarine, strays is up the alley... plays is plans and spontineity, I state the deity... Word of Me, make mention... the solid bang, liquid splash, gasious poof... go, suddenly come to, for me... sending falcons and humans and environments, the shape shifter... gifter of soul, behold catacombs within this lyrical honeycomb... spit somethin'g pretty, hit you raspy... instrumental, bloop! ... it's just a hobby, my real buisiness is... importing... camaflauge karma, boy... girl... strarting from when you're young and coming from you, it's an echo slung-banging eardrum... funny noises, clank! ... energy in motion, word stability... face it, rehabilitate you... readily doctor you, spake physician... staying another block of determination, ride the rhino... burst through, it's repetition dynamo... More and More!!!! 1, 2, 3, 4... 8-woven head bag, inclosure... clap the clasp, a link... heat pink and coffee up, hell raising... Christ almighty, God Body... whatever, anywhere, anytime, anybody... nobody, stop... ain't no telling all the gods got... another message from the Great God, sacred Haj... a lesson 2 the wise, open your heart and eyes... no mirage, I overpower illusion... without exclusion because of what We are, astonishing ponderance... before, during and after... Laughter, tears and peace... I show you love this from the Great Laugher... I repeat swoosh, 4+1 paint brush-graffiti... gleaming golden eggs of this cackler... smash you for the building, enter... spakle and plaster... destroy! ... all the fakes are not, they're gone because my stars are hot... they call me 1st of All, and I ball alike the Asian child who chose the sword... for my nation of seeds, flowers & trees... a NZA do what a NZA please, pleasure Mecca, equality plus my Knowlogy... a talk formula.
... pop the engine... well done, ongoing plow... venerable, stable cow... metalic sow, year of the now... I'm a manifest infinite, vintage, perminent image... versitile sentence; tobacco & herb incense... out-linear visage, charged-up entourage... totally focused, get your bells out of dodge... Crooklyn!!! ... stole your heart like Apocolypto... Latin King, Pyroo, Crip, though, black bandana... bannana clips, perfecto... loner nights, greasy Deniro... middle eastern pipe-line... a head full of hair and it's Easter, darkman... heist of the century, master killer... Zeitgeist... and the sheisty conspiracy... even the walk is controversial... Afro-sample, empty 7 dead ritual... the resurrector bind, presence of mind... word is bond, bound in interior meaning... out-lined in powder, chalk it up to savages, wild & louder... sifter, fugatives technique... wait... and wait... hooks & bait, streamlined into mentals, limited track-bust... exploded freight train, vocal thermite... CSI methodology, hot foundry... solliliquy, I repeat rings... MCI is calling me... the power of my own decision... I chose a priestess vixen who throws hexes to the vexing... you know my smoke screen, perplexing text... I writes the infectious bricks to build your intellect, add on the sessions of respect for my axis... and psylicibin slash hash hybrid, ficticious taxes, IRS's baggage... engineering stocks & crashes, the smasheing pentagonal bashes... mangling angular contracts & constitution... switch-blade cuts your corners, it's all inclusive...
... Peace. I bring a sword, a mirror and a jewel... cut in accord with the coninent of Africa... station space warps, charge harps... Hot Shotta... sun-splash, moonwalker, transformer... cash!!! Hmm... bread crum track you to your stash... Hmm... Needle-box, DJ list, shoes and 3-point adjustable spray-caps... for blast-relaps, corrosion... featuring green recycling plants and bees pollinating every wildflower in the solar breeze... flap overlaping petals, alternate the 6 honey Volvo's... I mixed the shade myself... call me crazy but my thoughts are free, I know nothing except all I may know... anyways, maybe... remember God mind and experiences of any kind... my Ka... The Island of Ha... and I repeat... The 4, the 4,000 and the 40, 000... plus one united head banger greets you and sends you on your way... as an art of peace...
... Weaved entwined, bald-headed mind... exact, intact & designed... comin'g through fine, you might find... I am my sign, refined... lined, stated and word... say: tasted and heard... flock, block & curb... I train the bird... 07.07.07... you got tricked and blamed for carbon emissions... Do you hear but you don't listen? Do you a favor: Do your lessons... Knowledge questions... Answer your messages, text annex... tackle box and more fishing... hot & cold fusion, another rap session... obsession, bars & hooks... Lil Kim & Paris Hilton... ice caps and hearts are melting from the pelting sun rays of style so sweltering... keep your heat & compare your Constitution to your Uniform Commercial Code... and live by the thread of my robe it won't erode... my image is a monk and the source of my image is a Buddha... my mouth is word, my tongue a sutra... and though my members change I remain the same... like the 360 degrees of my names... I maintain the prosperous field of the auspicious force... and make my way like the course of Heaven... and unlike the lying fake, I remain true... I mind my head and observe my naps grow... tiger wisker, dragon shadow... darts blow to let you know, from the traffic, bewildered, frantic... syntactic, semantic... panic... to the calm of your soul... you get the flex capasitor type addition to your bone & skull... you are not a body but you operate 1... and I charge your particles to full threaded spool...
NZA!!!
... The dragon empire; Zig-zaggin'g through the universe... a flameless fire. Certain forces turn land abruptly, rupture fakes hapt-hazardly... collapse; taps you, collage of raps... I repeat: Re-habbit... just constantly reaping justice. Crack wire taps, implosion... cell phone radiation cooks you; Back Off!!! The clubs book you for me... voice of the fanatic trembles; I'm the narrator... to rumble responsible, bang head-charge mindful of the mass mind control mixed with flouride... sky tracks aerosol spray trails... pack the sherlock; black lighter... gass-mask igniter, multiplyer by a sniper... the striking viper. Chronicles mega-phone technique, screaming voters... go document; come on and go ape again... Shape-shifting information slash media hype; The pearled hand and the way of the world. Some go absurd for the god; My identity is self evident, I'm from the essence... keeping you in mind when I study these lessons. Come now, let us make progressions; or let's let it lay flat when it's run down by these aggressions... fuck that; The Ghetto Hero in mysterious ways, you need a Neo... and if you don't know you better read it like Remo. The knowledge born degree; swallow that like god degree or else feed you pets like pedigree... it must be time to make you read the ingredients tangled in excito-toxins effecting brain-wave capacity... The FDA food codex, my blade collects heads, broccolli... the books are sloppy; the band wagon's a jalloppy... fake is fake; and the real is real, I hope you copy...
Weaving threads of entanglement; Just know you rites & shit...
Fertilize your gardens and tackle your goals...
The radio skits play... the kid's a day to day...
Toe to toe with the music... be mindful of the soul.
NZA!!!
... The dragon empire; Zig-zaggin'g through the universe... a flameless fire. Certain forces turn land abruptly, rupture fakes hapt-hazardly... collapse; taps you, collage of raps... I repeat: Re-habbit... just constantly reaping justice. Crack wire taps, implosion... cell phone radiation cooks you; Back Off!!! The clubs book you for me... voice of the fanatic trembles; I'm the narrator... to rumble responsible, bang head-charge mindful of the mass mind control mixed with flouride... sky tracks aerosol spray trails... pack the sherlock; black lighter... gass-mask igniter, multiplyer by a sniper... the striking viper. Chronicles mega-phone technique, screaming voters... go document; come on and go ape again... Shape-shifting information slash media hype; The pearled hand and the way of the world. Some go absurd for the god; My identity is self evident, I'm from the essence... keeping you in mind when I study these lessons. Come now, let us make progressions; or let's let it lay flat when it's run down by these aggressions... fuck that; The Ghetto Hero in mysterious ways, you need a Neo... and if you don't know you better read it like Remo. The knowledge born degree; swallow that like god degree or else feed you pets like pedigree... it must be time to make you read the ingredients tangled in excito-toxins effecting brain-wave capacity... The FDA food codex, my blade collects heads, broccolli... the books are sloppy; the band wagon's a jalloppy... fake is fake; and the real is real, I hope you copy...
Weaving threads of entanglement; Just know you rites & shit...
Fertilize your gardens and tackle your goals...
The radio skits play... the kid's a day to day...
Toe to toe with the music... be mindful of your soul.
...peace...
...heel heal...
This is good Name... This is the first time I've seen your thread on here. You've got some quality darts. Props.
PEACE