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07-05-04, 05:49 AM | #1 | |
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Write To This Picture: July '04
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Write to this picture for July
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07-06-04, 10:59 AM | #2 | ||
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Wat i knew is no longer....gottah do me to becum stronger
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To yall: I shouldn't give this away, but sum of yall are probably slow and wont really catch it, just think of a gangstah fam, wit one daughter........yall put tha rets to it
The grounds that I knew once pure & true are disturbed beyond what the prophecy drew/ Once vivid skies has now set a downcast within my eyes/ watching from the outside in, I witness my father fall @ the hand of sin,wherever he is moved will ripple affects like a sasoon Placed on this board& made to stay, none of this would've happened if i had state my case/ My soul in shackles, my feet had bricks, i can't believe i have to deal with this shit Where are the knights, pawns and rooks(NICCAZ), that when they were nothing my father took them in/ What happened to all the shit they pronounced, letting rage & fear grow in my system, I'm now bound to enlist them on the blackball list, cuz as far as im concerned THESE NICCAZ RENOUNCED i can rebuild this empire by myself, Life is a game of chess, so imma do my best to bring sum knew shit to tha game/i guareenteed you muthafuckaz my fam name will mever eva be shamed
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imma ride dis muthafuckah til tha wheels roll off,life is a nicca, it pounds til u dont have any energy left lmao...nah do ya do's and bang back atcha gurl EARLY |
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07-08-04, 03:57 PM | #3 | ||
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We move in our lives, like pieces in a chess game
Blacks & Whites side by side, we all the same Dark passes into light, through all achievements we try coz through all the obstructions, we'll see the blue in the sky World full of hate. haters & killers but we still stand tall, even with broken pillars |
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07-08-04, 04:35 PM | #4 | ||
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I really dont kno man, its really wierd, lol. I think that the bigger pic. (not including the window) is the game of life (chess=game) and no one see's God and he never is able to help. But when they look out of ordinary ish (outa the window) the will see God's hands moving us.
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07-08-04, 04:37 PM | #5 | ||
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was this supposed to rhyme???? LOL. well I didnt rap it, so w/e! peace up O-town around! ahhhaaahhhhh!~
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07-08-04, 06:19 PM | #6 | ||
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Your explination was good though
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07-09-04, 03:04 AM | #7 | ||
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pawn played, puppet strings, built a brigade//
even the king has no say, it all lies on fate// all the day, the skys are gray, as black and white fight// but in the light a window falls to reflex on all our lives// there is no prize wit guns and knives, they only live in vain// repeatin pain, same ole same, it jus a stupid game// so many slain, they still lay, as they realize there purpose in life// pratice vice, there's no afterlife, all thas left is sacrafice//
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07-10-04, 11:38 PM | #8 | ||
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Whites vs Blacks...my thoughts if you ask me
That's what the picture says...that's what it says exactly Back to phase one Where all there is, is racism Alwayz when Whites came first and Blacks went last Welcome to a flashback of the dense past The game is still on till you take out the King That's what the Whites did to Martin Luther King They took the only one that actually had a dream But i see the hand as God moving us on...like it was said by Ameen He moves us...jumps us...decides when we're taken away Decides when we will last see the lights of day But this one it particular is dark and grim Those pieces are sitting there just waiting for him Waiting for him to move them on Just waiting for him to move the knights, rooks, and pawns
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07-11-04, 02:52 AM | #9 | ||
ROFL @ u niggas since '04
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I play against the world, one region at a time/
Moving like lightning while leaving Bad weather behind/ leavin zone in black and white views, no latinos involved/ we to evolved, so the lord blessed me wit the striength to let the clouds revolve/ Formulate a puzzle of pain, monopolize U poor like Ukrane/ emagine one head spitting wit 2 brains/ One tongue moveing like 2 fan blades in the open/ Play chest wit the planets and let U watch in slow motion/ Just for U to flow like me, Ud half utilize and drain an ocean/ I flow wit the power and striength of Mytis/ explode on paper, on audio I fight wit Ritouse nitrus that'll blacklist Ur hypness/ all U hear is sirens, and screams as I crack mother earths surface/ rymin picture perfect, while flipin nigga Like the Barlem and Baily Curcus/ Please vote on my battle honestly. Battle..........................me,them. Kelo.............................4 to 0. Bk 2 tha futur...............1 to 1. .Gunit101.....................0 to 0. Jaeburnz......................3 to 1. |
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07-11-04, 08:12 AM | #10 | |
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this picture to me, is like heaven n hell, the window represents the gates of hell with the evil hand of man. n its sayin that life is like a chess game.. thats what im thinkin when i write this.
constant battles of good n bad....heaven n hell so many moves....so many choices to live right or rebell tha hand of god....guides souls.....setups with a big picture good n bad moves, the difference between dyin n gettin richer its the battle field of life...problems decypherin which side good or evil, its pety now...but once u die it gits amplafied im sure of this, a man could spend his whole life tryin 2 see underlying inscriptions.....but it comes down 2 who u believe dont git deceaved, lifes a game.....depends how good you play dont git discouraged by hardships......n let your faith stray every day is a new day, jus play yo cards right....n ull find if you ignor the hand of man, have faith with a richeous mind life will become easy, like playing piano with right chord youll be winning the game of life, like check-mate on a chess board
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07-13-04, 04:50 PM | #11 | ||
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As i stand solid, firmly planted in line, waiting,
for my next move,i realize im stuck watching, each one of us is a player, in a game we've all won and failed,i must be keen and quick, or opponents will prevail is it predestined in our minds or do we control our motions? there is a doorway, foresight, intuition....is this god? i sometimes feel those hands help me in the roughest of times and although i cant see it, the energy is there in my minds eye, and so we are lined up, stuck in our own realities, wanting to move, but which is right and wrong? not knowing i try, these are the lessons we learn, the choices we choose to get by.........
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07-13-04, 05:57 PM | #12 | |
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I jump knights,take queens,check souljahs,ya window of oppertunity is gettin small ya games over.You dudes is sleepin like woke up wit a hangover,yall too lame I flame until my God say my lifes over.
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07-13-04, 07:02 PM | #13 | ||
... I Dont Hate...
I Speak The Truth
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We all movin in our own ways, but we headin to the same place
Whites and blacks together, but we still belong to a different race We look for windows of opporunity, for someone to guide us But we run away from god, and he's just tryin to find us In the end it dont matter what color we have in our skin We will be judged by god someday, just based on our sin But we cant seem to get along, why cant we just live in peace? Like a chess game its white against black, and thats how it will always be |
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07-18-04, 09:54 AM | #14 | |
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unoriginal but fuck it...
two races dominate..racin for a window of opportunity as brains and actions collide..racism brings competition to communites maturity takes a back seat..as races fight for the dollar and its' about greed and hate....ironically their fighting for one color being human is at a cost...but both races get lost in troubles each make different moves..but it seems one always pops anothers bubble it grabs hold of nature filling light clouds with grey matters as success is envied...failure will always be a checkered ladder you could call the climb chess...as everymove impacts position only the race thats at the top is falsely white superstition standin buildings crumble while differences break it's strongest joints and as both races fight....the spotlight shadows all their standing points
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07-18-04, 12:45 PM | #15 | ||
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I see Gods fist twist the neck of some twit
As we stand back laugh and watch it It looks like a busted broken backwards background Checker board floors for you to get your ass down But this aint a club for you to get your dance on This is Rapbattles fool, so fuckin get your rap on Broken pillers left from MC serial killers From legendary writers that were Rapbattle thrillers
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