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The Scripts Stay Intact
The Wall
Post Up The Mental See The Picture Paintings Of Death
Is Whats Remembered
Checkmate Dismembered Pieces Of Pawns The Sword Swing And Behind The Pond See The Angels Paths Of Oceans Open The Great Escape Mind Fluctuate The Cause Of Position
The Land Overcome Devils Vision
Read The Scripts Lost Conciousness Nature Resembles The Image
Destruction And Bloodshed
Bombs Go Off Settle In Battle Begin The Outcome Who Will Win Truth Behold Trumpets Unfold Sin Accomplished Soul Meditate And Fold The Message Sent
Grab Hold
fold the messages sent,
grab hold of the oldest known representative
restless in smoky sessions of sin,
my co-chief wreckaz recommend this medicine
trumpet the images from a gun's glint to my opponent's scrimmages,
my potent lettaz are militant and disciplined
once Trumpets Blows Sounds
of Tremendous Winds Coming,cease To Be Fiddle Notes,
many See Through Like Glass Components I Shatter With Math
4 Trumpets Blast seasonal Qoutes, give Reason For Hope
....nothing gets past 2012...
...435 homis [in philadelphia] the year I was born [1971] signifies the extension
as the linc' [2.12] as the lynch [1712-2012] having been the earth's necklace
...the world [212] is it, well this the way I'm getting money
no way that the world's sins ever escaping from me
I got that purple [power], so I'm the drag-on, not braggin'
what I'm fighting israali some bullshit, the angels placid
not grasping the gravity of it, the beast, I had to grant him
42 months so I could close shit on judas iscariot
luci declared the war on the angels
what's it in spanish, not to offend nor to entertain you'z
but when the youngins here suddenly in some hurry to wear
me out, I declared I'm Gabriel [the words the sword]
shii, and called the real angels out, to hand me [gab] the mic [archangel] to slaughter
malcom x'd is not me [God], and y'all ain't caught-up
I know the energy of the enemy, shii, and since he was cain
if seth had his way, I'd murder malcom again?...crazy
hard to swallow, but I'm up on the bul again
he stepped outta' pocket, I GOTS' to shoot holes in him...
...shii, he'd be fortunate I got to him first
what lucifer woulda' done to that chump is worse...
...pardon me, if it ain't gotten, but shit ain't forgotten
if fillies been too slow, I'm up and outta' this place, it's rotten...
drift Away Like Sail Boats For Pay
alaskan Crab Escapade
stay The Longest Winter Glaciers Blade strike Like Polar
get Capside Shine Solar Northern Lights Glow
4 Trumpets Blow Signs
...honesty the best policy, pardon me
ears to me are fossils, be blocking me
from the brain, the sex got 'em hemmed, shit gets redundant
see, I'll say it again, beating a dead horse past the pungency
shii, the jins used to lunge for me, just wanting me
to be some weak invalid, but I'm a hunter see
think if I'm starving I might have a want to eat?
fuckin' morons, my stomach growls the grub to me
sounds of the trumpet, see, Gabriel cummin [the seed] clean
see how shit calmed down, 'cause nobody wants the beef
the gaze of lucy shot right through the bullseye
shii, don't come to Allah [me] asking for a true lie
I know where your bones hide, houston you got a problem
was a move on me that there's no resolving
twin scream he ain't afraid of a 20-year stretch
but still scared half-to-death sunni/soon I couldn't care less
I'm just screaming where's the money on my books
every day 'til israel know just where to look
the hammas will talk to him one way or another
ante up, shit is out-of-hand like a mahfucka...
sucker rappers fail to coincide with whts inside look outward abunduntly cowards catch the holy power sour fruity raps
i wont hesitate to grab tht mic back
stand ground for sounds of trumpets profound
twilight twinkle kettle crisp rap star spangled keep the torch flaming high againts suicide
isrealites the forcast stormy weather
signs has acometh
drifting into the twilight slowly distraught, and lonely
On the grey horse a young knight that never felt remorse
let nature take it's course the source verbal intercourse
Cuban lady love by my side she's my companion force
besides my sword, shield, and staff the knowlege battle bloodbath
Heated sun bath the rays darken the skin fumes splash
last night i refused to fight for the cash my a-like laughed
And gave me half that i gambled and doubled the math
playing Keno tortured a fiend for information he know
He screamed jesus christ as the slice moved slow
after the outcome swordsmen run flee the scene of misery contact with the other side in which who resides die slowy words weep the woe from above moon made of blood covered stench holy matrimony dead homies fall under zombies walk the streets i stand gaurd sheild protect scars let loose the beast i slit the throat then we feast amoung streets naturally feel energy as one 4 trumpets begun
got no reason to fear it, 444 trumpets fanfare for my holy spirit
divine spark, plus the vessel where my mind parks... trinity
triple divinity, balance energy till the moment when my body and my mind part
headed to the here after... stylemaster... left behind in the rapture
thats exactly where i wanna be... fightin the enemy, sacrifice strike like a honeybee
shogun assasinate those who oppose
clever words see scripts unveil hope my sword brandish banish men armagedon sin cities gamble seek my sharp arrows pierce like paul st john the baptist qoute under oath i speak truth 4 trumpets sound off many circum knowledge beyond comprehension did i mention fury comes later once theives arrive in the end masters of ceromonies once revealed conquest quest voyage unknown seek and youll find your way back home
fire dwells around hell bound actions target your misery rhapsody conductee peace treaty
Loose Cannon From Barrels Show Signs Of Trumpets
Levitate The Global Level Economy Dimenish
Trade Off Is The Cause Of Whats Finish
Who Wanna Battle Left Them Fragile
Puncture Wounds From The Side Show Signs
Trumpets Leave Evidence Of The Cause Of All Apacalyps Mars
Spaceship Rocket
War Is Evident Of Ways In Nature Space In Existence Within The
Spirit Whisper The Cause You Hear It
sug’&puff’s treaty was in the city where I rest...
...quaker oats owned sugar puffs ‘til 2006...
...my brethren told me ignore and just let shit rest
but I been using my head to beat the rock, since genesis
I’m the aqua bookie, and uranus belongs to me
if the money ain’t on my books...look, I just long to eat
the meek shall inherit the earth, mm, you don’t say
no run-of-the-mill shit, here’s a tip, I don’t play...
...as I close on the game, the clothes they was draped in?
wanted my blood coloring ‘em, crayola paint shit?
bey watch, the wu men’s calling been for the tzu/wu
the sun, since ’93 at least, I been moved through
some obstacle courses, those who know the rules
might make it to a banquet you eat with a forklift
shiii, I remained deep, schizzed, but I ain’t lost shit...
never lost, my watch is quick to point out bossesQuote:
Originally Posted by ChristO
charted their ups and downs,
rebuild and destroy clowns on any rosters
chopped and surrounded by top shottaz,
gourdian knots are no problem to low bombers
no longer flowin foreign borders,
follow orders to charge your comrades with slaughter
unarmed, we attack mobs with iced water,
microscopic authors writing lives and time....