( sorry i didn't read the guidelines i just seen all the other threads and wanted to types. my writtens will go in here. welcome to my book of rhymes... )
i craft scriptures as i sit inside a darkroom and candles flicker
writers block strikes, i take a break and throw darts at hitler
bullseye - i start thinking about how the fool died
or if he's passin' blunts to saddam somewhere on earth alive
my god's we move in unison when sun moon and earth align
understand you gotta know-your-ledge or get thrown off and collide
with the pavement like a kiddie-pool swan dive
we stomp dudes out with timbs and get pissed when the blood dries
... fuck, this pussy messed up my kicks
bi polar, first i'm cool than flip spontaneous
my team move like a heard of bison rumbling through your complex
pull you to the b-ball courts and duff you out infront of your projects
if you're seeking power and enlightenment you can be a prospect
we're forming an army of free minds to end all this nonsense
twenty zero nine, the year of revolution
t-v, got ya ideas deluted, mind control pollution
propaganda molding you into a slave droned machine
with no free will but you run free on that wheel for the beast
step into original thought and roam with the warriors
topple the empire and bask in victory - its glorious
using binladens image to scare us into submission
i'm the wolf in sheeps clothing, blood on my teeth glisten
in the streets i live in its almost like there aint no winning
no organization my close friends caught up in the system
go to jail and do a bid and get caught up in religion
there plan is working i see alot of people fall victim
third eye closed, blind to the vision
i'm here to show the difference of whats real and fiction
pay attention..
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