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A SMALL COLLECTION OF VERSES I WROTE

I Break Down Bitchez And Stake Out Ditches
We Make Big Riches And Hate Yall Snitches
I Got Fables And Scriptures Nailing Switches
Sail Through Pictures Of Failed Encrypters
Labeled The Victors Over Ancient Inflicters
That Blatent Depicted Are Vacently Scripted
We Stationed Too Rigid Over A Nation Bleeding Splintered
Its Vein Imprinted Overcame And Wintered
Taken By The Minted And Waiting To Be Untinted
From A Creation Hinted That Satan Existed
The Rape Of His Sisters And Grapes That Were Twisted
I Only State Unassisted What Makes Me Tight Fisted
Its Why I Enlisted To Decide Why Earths Blistered
Not By Its Turf But The Violence Insisted
If The Silence Its Persisted Isnt Climates In The Distance
Primates Of Resistance To A Dying State Of Consistence



GAZING IN THE STARS I GET AN URGE TO SEE
WHAT THA DISTANCE HOLDS WITH SOME UNCERTAINTY
BEHIND THE SKIES AND UNDERNEATH THE DUST
ONE DAY WHAT WE TALK WILL BE MEANINGLESS
LIKE SHAKESPEAREZ ART OF SKILL TO PORTRAY
THE CONTEXT OF A SUBJECT MATTER TAKEN AWAY
IN SCROLLS OF OLD THAT TOLD THE TRUTH TO HIDE
HITLERS GOAL OF SHOWING TROOPZ THAT ARE BLIND
CULTURE CLASHES WHEN YOU OPPRESSIN THA DEVIL
ITS EVIL VERSUS EVIL YOU CONFESS TO A REBEL
IF SHIT IS OUTTA HAND THEN THE OTHER WILL SWIPE IT
WE KNOW HOW YOU MOVE CUZ WE MENTALLY PSYCHIC
WAITING FOR A CHANCE TO SIEZE THE WORLD IN OUR GRIP
SOMEWHERE THEY USIN POISON GAS TO SINK THA SHIP
SO U BEST READ AND KEEP FLIPPIN THRU THA PAGES
MY NAMEZ GUNA GO DOWN IN HISTORY FOR NUMEROUS AGES

IN A SPLASH FROM THE SLASH OF THE SLICE LINE
GASPING FOR MY LAST BREATHE LASTED A LIFETIME
I REMEMBER HOW THEY SEVERED JUST GLAD TO BE FREE
OF THE PAIN IN DISMEMBERING I WAS SAVAGELY G
SEEING EVIL IN PEOPLE THERE TO SAVE A LIFE
SO I KNEW WHEN MY TURN CAME FEAR IS GRAVELY NICE
THEN THE DELIVERY OF MISERY ENSUED MY CHILDHOOD
TILL I CAME TO SINNINGLY PROVE THAT IM WILD BLOOD
IN THE PLOTZ WIT THA HOTZ AND KILLIN YA BRO'Z
I TALK SICK WIT NO RESPONSE TO INDUSTRY HOEZ
CUZ I WAS MADE IN ESCAPADE STILL BUSTIN MY GATZ
AND BELIEVE ME I DONT GOT NO TRUST IN THEM RATZ
NOW IM ALONE ON AN EMPTY THRONE OF A DYING DAY
ITZ LIKE GETTIN BLOOD OUT OF A STONE TO CRY AWAY
THE TEARS WOULD FALL INTO MY EARS HAD THE DAM EVER BURST
I KILLED ALL MY PEERZ NOW THE PAST HAS DISPERSED



THA CLOUDS SURROUND THA FERTILE GROUND
TILL THUNDER STRIKES AND LIFE IS FOUND
IN FLAMES THAT REIGN A FORESTRY PLAIN
THAT LEAVES OUR HARMONY HONESTLY SLAIN
TO FORMING STORMING WITH NO WARNING
GRAVITY PULLS LIKE GLOBAL WARMING
POLLUTIONS SOLUTION ONE STEP AHEAD
TO RULING THE WORLD OR BEING LEFT DEAD
JUST BEGINNIN TO LIVE IN A SOLITARY PRISON
ROCKZ SWALLOW STARS LIKE ORDINARY NUTRITION
TO SANCTION ITS FACTION SEEKING ADAPTION
PLANETS ORBIT THROUGH THA WEAKEST ATTRACTION
WHEN EARTH GAVE BIRTH IT WAS MIRACLE TURF
FROM THE SAME OF WHAT MY PINNACLEZ WORTH
ONE MASS INHALING GAS LIKE A WALL YOU SMASH
FORMED THE PRESSURE FOR IT ALL TO BLAST