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05-24-03, 10:45 PM
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TTP...The Science of Man pt 3
IP:
[Jigga's Guns n Roses instrumental begins to play]
[Jigga's Guns n Roses instrumental begins to play] Vise: spoken word, every sentence is known for choking herbs tokin herb makes the mind go numb with broken slurs dunno, maybe it's this smoke thats makin me write this way life is a highway, took the wrong path, i need the right of way just imagine..a place where society rises beyond the madness sharin my thoughts on beat when i speak for eon's with havoc dreamin of peace within a warfield.....how can this be tho and when will we learn to escape fate without going illegal if i ever change, my presense stays, even if my minds gone times long, i see the problems but no solutions to crimes y'all maybe these are just my thoughts...i'm simply penning feelings feeling this hourglass grows vacant ..i fear the end is nearing seen friends get caught in a hole, hopin that god is watching throw them a rope and hope they elevate, to stop from droppin sadness is a hollow emotion, leavin u swallowed and hopless & follow ur own path...never crowds, cuz their mottos are bogus so quote this....every line hides knowledge, i hope u find it cuz the eyes see...but only if the mind has not been blinded i'll keep this moving, running thru topics, flexing these joints words of advice, abstract and sharp, i guess ur getting the point Dimension Every Time I Ryme I spit what was Left Behind.... Unpleasent Crimes, Commited by all these Peasent Minds... An Endless Shine, with a feeling like i Stepped in Mines... Relentless Wives, abused feeling as if someone Wrecked there Lives.... I use to wake up in the Morning still Snoring and Smelling the Air.. Stretch out and Yell in Dispare as if nobodies there... I Sit in my Chair, Thinken who i should Slit up and Tear.... Theres a bitch Over there, acten Rare with her Tits all Bare.... So I Approached the Hoe with my Energetic Fury... Choken forth intill she died, with a Prospect of no Curing.... The Feds got a Warrant out for my arrest, cuz of my Infatuations of Death. A Savage Nation at Best, Surviving from Importing Ak's and Techs.... My ways aint Stayen Blessed, cuz im Highly Defiant as I Stand.... And this is my Whole theory, of how we Created, 'The Science Of Man'.... Last edited by Vise : 05-24-03 at 10:50 PM. |
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