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Old 11-02-06, 01:12 PM   #1
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Chaos Theory

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This is the last thing i dropped for text when i stopped

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My flows Naval, like Tsunamis I wave fatal, born with a caved navel
Bungee jump into a bay with my intestines as slave cables//
While holdin my gray halo I practice acrobatic combative flips
Ecstatic slammin a cactus stick in the ground till the planet splits//
Imagine this, an assassin with dragon lips attackin with acid spits
Hazardous, cuttin so fast the fragment’s fragments collapse in fifths//
And impact so rapid and massive it resurrects every Jurassic myth
Quickly dash in a path till light spans crackin a camera lens//
Break a mountain in half have it stashed in back of an ambulance
Put a magnet in back of it to pull Earths metallics to an African//
Known to have the blackest skin, fuse em together on accident
Wear the flesh as fabric, so my touch turns u into granite bricks//
My wrath is rich as animals, Ill man-da-bull till I break its mandible
Eat a man till Im full of man like cannibals, then drink a cann-a-bull//
I define intangible, dropped my thoughts to land mine on a landmine
So the explosion’s smoke forms hand signs shaded to deaths tan line//
I drown serpents - the mankind - then devour a goblet filled with grief
As I Wildebeest as a weapon on a field of Greeks and a guild of priests//
Commended as odd, meditate suspended in fog, defendin my cause
Child of Allah hangin from gold chains, Im called DePendant of God//
Begin with a grin and end with a sob, blindfold light till its near night
Spear fight on a kite with my ear as my eye for a year till I hear sight//
Im a man of time thatll analyze when the next unborn man can die
Use a pan to split Satan’s brains and perform a hand stand inside//
I spit bullets the size of turtle shells at ya dome till ur bone freezes
Thru the cold season I took my own semen and soul to clone Jesus//
A human stove thats so heated itll burn a hole thru a whole region
Turn the ashes to stones, breathe it, till my lungs are blown pieces//
The type to walk thru globe with a robe of mold and the Popes teeth
An arm of gold rings, I can swing at coal so fast that the gold bleeds//
To see the lives of mortal guys I multiplied my eyes by five tenths
My mind split thrice inside a time rift to be born as the Wise men//