444trumpets Thread

yah'mean, fires spun off the mountains, when los diablos was mounting
to amount men, but I schizzed right at the point where I found 'em
the gangis me, had to reveal it, to seal up anything worth stealing
from us, mahfuck, my original food for thought feed the children
used a pitch fork, to eat they siblings? yeah, 'cause these grounds ain't fertile for them
it's just a public service anouncement for them
I'm caesarian sectioned out, born a wreckless process
vertical slit from german knowlege? I've grown through it locked-in
to symbolism, and twin got nerve to ask have I been to prison
yeah, 400-deep as far as it was written
how I came through to the penile, meanwhile the hollow
in his thigh mighta' been missing suh'm had he tried
to follow-up on any attempt to take God's seat
if all I am is the word, my own resume'/resume speaks for itself...

...the 3.5 double m illumi nation
what went from ajjacian to hatian
automatic flow tidal bowl bul be wasted in
chest plates I ain’t above caving in
435 homicides is nothing new
sun set, I’m sun zoo, nothing but truth
gang war plagued until rizzo, ditto
‘Nard used to be like I remind him of rizza
man, it’s zig-zag net the shit that I’m on
like what went down in the south phila. pa shipyard
oooh, them dumb bitches wu-tangin’ it to me
but still don’t know that they dancing this to me
oooh, it’s still about money, still about druggin’
still about name brands, still about gunnin’...

yo Ratio Low 4 Trumpets Blow Mathmatical Codes Unload Scripts
Under Influence Seem The Mark Of Beast,the Caveman Sleeps I
Creep Slit Throat,
left Note The Outlines Of Brigades Came Into Lifes Plain Winds Sound
Profound Aim On Arrows On Point Towards Death I Seek

...sure you right, it ain't about nothing
and the caveman 'bout to catch lava rock crushing him
groupies I'm hushing 'em, duffle-bagged up with ends
move out? naw, hold grounds, nothing moving in
wishful thinking it seems now 'til I teleport
iqra/iraq's resort right next to the last resort
smuggling a thought process straight to a bastid's door
tie a ki to me, let electricity pass through pores
mark of the beast on weezy face, a bleepin' waste
a' talent? shii, I'm a bust jizz on a bitch's asthma
shii, how do we make queens? do we invade queens
I'm a' say things unpopular to the airwaves
radio went south to put the north under the mason dixon
and I ain't just whistling dixie
a gob a' spit on my licorice, give up jersey drive
maybe my youngin' Raynell might been still alive
hate mail as it is, me and joab got a job to finish up
I'm way past dead, & the cost of living sucks...

Stings Deadly
Mission Possible Regain Mens Thoughts
Heavier With Plots Bombs Drops The Nearest
Sign
Came

shii, I'll plot on a 730 nigga, my own self, when there's
been a tresspass of my mind field, it's all-out hell
where's the missing text, if not dug up, I'll fill the gaps in
the sign was wv, sun rough draftin'
how about if the angels covered [part of] the island, posting up
gon' take more than and wing a prayer to know whassup
I regrouped and routed the mail with the bombs in 'em
straight to the penn, who thinking 'bout where osama been
knowing me, w.d. farad opposed to me
ant's I to the anti degrees close to me
...I got my common sense about this kinda' shit
furthermore I'm sun wv boxin' with the sun bin
I'm in philly...am I in the fillies, world series
I'm soaking up blood, so they might fear me, mic hear me...

DAMN 44 trumpets in still going this has to be the longest thread on the internet LMAO ok whatever.

Cadet850 I got that crazy flow
mixtape 90% complete
never catch me off my feet
fuck no I don't sleep
I live and I eat rap
givin these niggaz naps

thats all I got for now hahaha

Peace 444 I'm liking these last few pages of posts you've done. Really good stuff. You need to publish a book with some of your best shit

ayo Space Quest Inside Manefest Thought That Spark Like New Life Like Supreme Beings Claim Land For Instance 4 Trumpets Winds Contact In Site The Flight Take Off I See It All Beams Glow Like Your Soul Better Off Not Told Sold Close Minds Keep Shades Of Imagery I Write On Walls Keep Close Contact Of Misery

I move faster than my shadow, call me the phantom, call my lyrics Tanto
Stab from the east, the beast, rising like yeast, heavy on the mental like Killah Priest
The bloody feast, vampires on the guest-list, raise your pale fists
Flowing like stardomes on spacediscs, galactic travels through the nebulae mists
Bang the shit out of a mirror for not showing reflection, the Ninth Section
Going beyond the borders of a chessboard, masochist peeps yelling "We want more"

I Keep The Head For Evidence...
Residents Miscured Of Actions Unknown I Left The Note For Patience
While I Call To Have The Foolish Stoned
Bury The Bones Burnt Offering Take Villages And Homes
Get Struck With Plagues

So you sucker punk ass rappers stay bluffing
When I get my battery back I’m attack the track/
Pit-bull when I rap flip modes when switch flows
Itching when I pitch the Pedro blaze the flammable/
Eat emcees like the Genovese making my weaponry necessary
Secondary armaments be proletarian master life’s strategies/
Actual facilities be the neutron bomb abilities futilities
Proliferate cha blood open flood nine minds combine/
Forming Voltron arms be dogged when we rugged
Never budging with swords we rushing in with/

Two Swords To Conquer Believe Once The Space Ship Arrives Like
Beams Of Glory From Skies
the Clouds Move Patterns Of Doom
soon The Endless Deceit With Armies Retreat
around Sounds Of Trumpets 4 Corners Bring Actions
Fury Like Mercury More Iron For Heat To Penetrate Escape
the Winds Who Shall Win Begin The Times...

ok im moving your thread to the temple of darts...doesnt make sense being here, never did.

Word ^

I was always wondering why is it there. Oh well... It's now where it belongs.