444trumpets Thread

[tha god concept]

armed robberies with men that have no faces
bandanas and facelifts equals cold bodies and cold cases
so cold hardened men pay for no traces
kick out the cavities burn all the traces, teenage virgin with pigtails and braces
getting face fucked and the family name wasted....traceless
found in Odessa with a bracelett we attatch slaves with
your face aint faceless, unless they find out and give you a facelift
evil oras you aint delt with, left with broken wings so selfish
lobster and shellfish on her knees helpless
kush i melt it, break out the galaxy with an illuminated phalacy
gradually and annually youll be handing me my cash casually

[444trumpets]

break free
my eyes through life and time exist
mind seek the nature of all this
habitats created
we made it
ayo the greatest adventure
knowledge of self
health , prosperity master of ceremonies
written script 4.4.4 trumpets
the conquest as if the promise land
built marvelous structure

[ChristO]

eras fizzling out, still the dead living shit out
my lens witnessing now what my arms and legs can't do shit about
the schiz' had me thinking I'm God sent when the gods slept
with lucipher under my arm's pit as my own twin
crazy how the times fade to blankit evidence
of the definition a' he'll I was living in
but if i can help, i won't revisit it the same individual
my ego still furnishing living proof
s.p. been in the booth, shoveling the fuel to move
this local motive a few beared on they shoulders to spew...

[JahroamDaGod]

but if i can help, i won't revisit it the same individual
my ego still furnishing living proof
s.p. been in the booth, shoveling the fuel to move
this local motive a few beared on they shoulders to spew...

grown from a corrosive brew,
sometimes I wonder what I'm supposed to do
chosen wise from a broken few,
it's no prize to be the man one-eyes turn to
the first horse, shoed
a wolverine on warring streets,
memories torn and incomplete, I am a ferocious beast
canine lord breed, my pack swarms and feeds
lift swords against foreign lords and their one-track regime,
a restless corpse, combat sleep until I'm black-screened

[444trumpets]

Looking over the city
Lights gloom
Winds pass signals peace at last
Tip the blunt ash
It's time
Truth awaits just look how the stars shine
trees and leaves bend
the winds breeze by again
Natures vibes
Influence meditative thought its time
For the trumpets to blast

[O3EY]

"you smashed our home and killed 28 of our own" , gotta know how to adjust often mistrust'n the home grown. fully shown never blown but slightly faded, out dated like pagers and fanny packs of wolf gangs that migrated. hesitated when sedated slow on the low flow of the angel's glow, hearing the metallic 444 games of thrown horsemen go. never and always know your enemy's next 36 steps, keep the 3rd eye on 'em cause he's trained on slant eye's which redirects.

[444trumpets]

Pages of thought
War like chapters
From the 4 corners of the earth
Trumpets blast , scene like the rapture .
Happiness then peace within I capture lost evidence of Egyptian masters
Holy monuments that last throughout time
Lessons from the past to which it's written papyrus inscription
The signs all around
I seen the stars above see the moon through the clouds
Life all around
Birds fly feed off bread crumbs I tend to the needs of nature
Seas and wind gust channel ice blocks utopian glaciers

[O3EY]

so fucked up from reading 'Thompson on the campaing trail of 72', got me so sick vomiting looking at the toilet thinking about you. and your style behind a mile spitting lyrics like bile, holding on obey's girl's dick like it's worth while. "we are discussing lyrical" destruction with out mental preparation, save so many domes with rhymes shorter than gnomes with 'tall-man' sensation. fuck hesitation i'm the destination you want to arrive like cuba, shits on the D.L. so deep only find it by scuba. frequency's deeper than a tuba unlike a brown note, turn on the spot lights at 3 am and find 6 niggaz with weed on a sinking boat. screams like a goat roaming around searching once you hit enter, type yo' password wrong and email the headz complaining O3EY gave you a verbal splinter.

fuck obey I'm the real Andre the giant O3EY motherfucker!

[O3EY]

fuck sochi i'm spittin' lyrics like i'm putin, 2014 i'm just shoot'n off my mouth flatterer smack your girls ass like im Vladimir scootin'. away with that medal while I pedal on ya old American style call it a "pile" not worth while, so confused while I read so many wu corp memebers rhymes got to label it XXX sex file. beside that un-cool rapper keith, knock down the door screaming for more was your bitch look'n up underneath. me cause i'm the one with the gold around my fuck'n neck, curl'n and figure 8 skating on them titties like a poop deck.

[O3EY]

Feb 20 is the death of mr. gonzo caught a bullet at the typewriter, running woody creek's game chill'n in hoods like a gonzo street fighter. fear and loathing in wu corp high and sip'n root beer, quoting Thompson wild eyed saying "I think I'm getting the Fear." laughed at your rhymes LSD flashbacks artwork from ralph Steadman, dead man mr. depp movies shitty as a alanta trash can.

[O3EY]

came back to the Olympics eyes wide shut cause it'll costas, shaolin secret O3EY's done more lsd than you'll ever do "cause it's true" negative/positive plus?. swear I'll never cuss "FUCK SHIT BITCH ASS HOE NIGGA" my bad now i'm sad cause I done had an outburst, "your lyrics suck cock's in hell" walk'n around love'n NATAS evil mouth cursed. speed when I see a hurst my biscuit ain't limp hobo gimp fuck a pimp's smile, kind of blue milestones on the corner bitches brew E.S.P. jazz confession's of mr. davis style.

[444trumpets]

New joint
check it out,
blast the trumpets

https://soundcloud.com/444trumpets/deadly-sinz

[444trumpets]

Thinking of ways to catch bliss
Deep thinking I sink into abyss
Of wonder, time as if still
I breeze pass the presence of self
Analyze the prize
Mental health
Life's plains,rugged terrain
Natures ways

[O3EY]

style's of deadly sinz always wins knowledge is self always remember this stay true with prosperity, verbal rhymes ancient scripture spat in 2:32 times for clarity. spit this charity golden carriage blood dripped in our heritage in this concrete jungle of trees among the unknown, you alone once your shown trumpets of wisdom on ya dome now your fully grown. always shown peace from the east to the west, this ain't a test natures ways past good old days rock'n a white crane vest.

[444trumpets]

Victorious
Capture men oppose to flows
Indecent exposed headless scenes
As if message in your dreams
Clashes of conquest Bless your hearts
Soldiers sacrificed Under moonlight ,War incited
The end means beginnings
Over the hill victory cease to be
My thoughts calamity
Many wolves under sheeps clothing
now see the tragedy under secret society
victims under duress
The conquest shown
World wide globe
Who's next to sell their soul
Provoke my art
frame work Golden assembly
Written scripts to last for centuries