till the end of time/ i find myself looking into the darkest shadows of redemtion/ lurking without a cause/never to know if the breath/ I breath is my last/ life/ that damn fast/Never glance to see past the nine/to see what power I can gain/ brain diluted/droped to the floor/I lost sight of mind state/ what is this Hell or the pearly gates/I don't get it/you know we all on a one way road to pain/suffering/coming/still I come out from this hidden realm/any more three out four/ people I see/cuz non of anyone will master me/O-M-e 2 the t-a/ometa like it betta that way

Ey yo im getting crazy like a white guy/ kinna like marshal mathers in dat movie 8 mile/ but see durin yur wait while, I flo back/ u go searchin da dvds for sum flos to jack/ or u juss have one of yur mans write em, give him dap/ an be like, “I owe u cat”/ u a lil bitch dats righ I expose u cat/ see I own u cats/ im juss tryna get ya exposure, u fuken poser, dint mean to show everyone dat u was hoe like dat….oops….i dint mean ta leave a mark like u gave yaself a hickey/ but I done it to soo many kids, I hadda do it again like britney/ dats righ I put a pop wite bitch in my rap/ but im da gangstaest nigga, so from my tec, I switch to my gat/ wen u get hit wit both it feels like a twister in fakk/ im twistin ya back, who else wanna go, whos indifferent wid da mack?/ Picture da fact, my rappin is at a summit/ sum’ll love it, sum’ll hate it, yall’ll be da latter, cuz I made u ate it, so ill, it had ya sick ta ya stomach…whoaaaaaaaaaa

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..notiq..

give it through "talkin is made" "im walkin wit blades"
stalkin ya fame, wit' a cannon of "malhaukin grenades"
got this, locked-since the "day of the womb"
shit when I'm dead i'll spit 2 "graves in they tombs"
so im "awaitin ya doom" from hayden to moons"
fuck we can battle all, day till "day is jus noon"
im a goon" call me "emmit smith'" got "23 clips"..
to put it in 23 crips, ima not a blood.. im not 23, bitch!

the rhymes I see posted with looks/that smack back to the stoneage/ shot these bitches/kill these snitches/these flows is week/they needs to go eat them weaties/balance life before they balance flows/all I read Is this sudden mix of echos/ twisted bullet holes crocked/leavin' you squeimish fightin' back the tears from fallin/ fall backwithin the mix/ feel as I light the sticks of green that gleam/readio lumanessents/droped to the essience/ the soap... fuck you/rubba dub dub leave your ass to drown in the tub

fuck a gun i walk without protection when i stroll/
/I/
only need one mic/
/ why/
when thats already to much/ geezy to krunk/
dont let me get high/ ill rap until u throw up/
and stay hot so my krew blow up/ like nuclear fission/
pay attention to whom your dissin/
cause iof its rob dude your trippin/
im hear now/...while you losers distant/
bring death to tracks in an instant/ just add mics/
just add my styles plus a vega rolled tight/
im cold like the ice in ya drink/
keep my self focused/ got eyes on the beat/fearless /
cause i already came to close to losin my life in these streets/
i write and its like your life realized on a beat/

hip hop drop-n-stop its jet the vet-runnin ya out like renta cops-
u kno how it goes' its like Hall's I cough u flop-n-drop...
in solitary confinement-under lyrical assignment......
I try an ryhme it...sublime wit verse's to Kill like crooked nurses-
thats right....keep it tight....flow oldschool like excite bike-
on nintendo-.......its my envy n will to limit the crescendo....

i state scriptures, use words to paint pctures,
my dick to fuck bitchs, my flow to bring riches,
i leave you in more stitches, than a comedian,
every day i wake up and kill an emcee for fun,
dont fuck around with gay men, get left i a room,
an get arsehole ripped, wick dipped, condom split,
an if my lines wore feet i wudda jus tripped

I never slip or stumble but dammit I'm still trippin'
I support my own drug habits with the shit that I'm flippin
I got blues, yellows and reds with the color the intensity varies
It's scary barely duckin the T's when I see them red and blue berries
Sometime's I front friends, but that shit happens rarely
'Cause I need these chips to put rims and DVD's in whips
And free trips don't keep me rich or bring me bricks...

designated tha rhyme schemes to keep my mind clean...
from bogus crime scenes seen in movie license of tha 90's...
don't mind me... i'm only here to be tha prophit...
had a mind but lost it... can't find it... so how can i use it often?
i sure as hell don't know... neither does Jesus...
we both still stuck on who can tell tha world tha thesis...
on Judgement... won't nobody make it past tha gates...
ur all sinners... now just embrace ur late fate...
cause when u die... we no longer will see eye to eye...
i'm above u in tha cloud nine... u're tumblin from tha sky...
to hit tha ground in surround sound... bodies equal a mound...
each lay on top each other... and that's tha way they will be found...
when death comes to lead them all to tha promised land...
all that's left is sick grins from a skeleton... i'm honest man...
u ain't got to believe me to concieve that i ain't lyin...
recieve tha competition in ur mind... rotted away tha body's dyin...
lay awake wit no soul and watch ur spirit go...
from one coast to coast to the Angellical show...

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peeps be misbehavin like a pitch black raven...
only truth be told when u understand wat i'm sayin...
my spirit dwells to feed it's hunger off-a minds...
i often find that i have no time left to deny...
tha fate that is mine... stuck on a mission...
for me to lose all that i was ever givin...
no second chances... jousted off tha high horse...
dancin around lances... safely taught kids to deny force...
cypher-ish... this is not diminished... finished rich...
than in tha dumps cuase i'm completely sick of this...

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What's with drug dealers getting ripped yet the killers get off if they keep their mouth zipped?/ And I'm fucking sick of these lousy tips in my workplace with deadend shifts/ Fuck the kids who complain about sleep/ because at least you've got enough cash to eat/ It's an old topic of hours you got, only three?/ Form new conversation or stop, and then talk to me/ I'm sick of the rapists getting of easily/ and what about the get away drivers not getting any?/ But then again....... That shit's not fair/ a girl in the paper was driving the car/ She had no idea the dudes would shoot up in there/ And these judges just do not care because it ain't then who get the bad blair/

What happened to truth and hereos
Im livin in a fake world with 1mil zeroes
Im freestyling pissed off with tops off
To many foolish ppl brains switched off
Im nothin a shorty young and immature
but I have to come up w/da adults cure
Expected to grow up to quick on the block
men thinkin just cuz i look good i want der cock
movd 2 da country now im in culture shock
thingz same except ppl hide der slack pocket wit shame
No money, no truth, no future, no known name
This is the world I live where even my savior died
Damn when will everyone figure out all dreams lied
Im ready to leave ready to fly, ready to expose der lie
pz forever more, this shits a bore ill will more an more
consuming me I can't live with the objectivity of da poor

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Let God speak for the underground Psalm 49 16-17
16 Do not be overawed when a man grows rich when the splendor of his house increases
17 For he will take no thing with him when he dies, his splendor will not descend with him
18Though while he lived he counted himself blessed - and men praise you when you prosper-
19 He will join the generation of his fathers, who will never see the light of life

20 A man who has riches without understanding is like the beasts that perish

I'ma spit some for the cat above...know me on a first name basis it's lovely...but Joey i'ma tell you the real ya shit is not nice...i play ya ass like monopoly, put my ass in jail, thats the only way your stoppin me...

OK this is the last straw, I have warned you and the rules call for six lines minimum. What don't you understand, is it that hard for you to follow rules? You have been added to the thin ice list, if this happens again you will be banned..
~Bounce~

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the reason i eat emcees is because i'm hungry


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hmmm lemme sit stare an glare at the screen-
above the verse i see is stricly bare-
the kinda shit u expect from peeps wit un-grown pubic hair-
grab a chair-sit an watch wit me-
while i beat black like bobby on whitney-
strictly-.........