self replied never....

I felt the tide sever the winds as it sliced through the surface...
It's kind've like the feeling when you know that your life has a purpose
This tide is basically the mc's who write in the circuit
but nowadays, It seems like everybody on the mics in a circus

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most of yall rap dudes WISH TO GET RID OF ME
cuz i got 'MORE BARZ' than a PRISON FACILITY
whether its multies, wordplay, or DISSIN' ABILITY
you can just call Sonny da SICKEST IN HISTORY

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A.K.A The Punchline Champion!

i'm in the cut with the knife to myself
hypin' myself, trying to take the life from myself
my girl on that static again at it again
blade to my skin, feel like i'm glad it's the end
but my hand is sweaty, the knife keeps slippin
i toss the shit across the room, then i keep livin
searching the world for improvement, for today it's kool but
keep the knife in my room, for the day i might do it

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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lol, that's some funny shit...

i'm criminally insane can't catch me, i'm like cancer, sick
you like Bane when it comes to brick, don't hurt yourself
you a fan, how you think you gon' beat me prick
when you can't seem to get off my dick, you hurt yourself
when you come out of the gate, i already won the race
one foot outta the closet just come here and have a taste

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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cats pass it back to me so that they can witness a masterpeice
in the open, while I'm scoping with the sniper rifle on the top of the building
one shot, hit a 'nurse and some hospital children
as bystanders scattered across, like a collateral toss shattering glass in the window..
a security guard terribly scar'd from the moment it broke
dropped to the floor, with is walkie-talkie signalling the cops at the door
they looked inside like the never seen an office before
and walked right in -- just as I let a couple of more shots in the store
blam - hit a mans chest as he scrammed for his damn vest
It was a good thing a camerman had record on his cam pressed
otherwise he wouldve missed the culprit from where the bullet was shot from
there going need aid - I hope the hopsitals got some
and by that..I mean a learning Annex full of the bodys of cops done
...in, by me - I.E the rapverse assassin and hit man
who was dropped off with a couple of clips all lodged into his wrist-band
with a tinted van minute man type of shit with a rifle tip
the size of a eiffel strip.. I come clean, bum jeans in a t-shirt
rum, tea 30 degrees outside with a pistol
as a off duty cop rudy harrison directs traffic with whistles
yea, that's like me, likely to snipe thee man of the law
and damage his jaw, off some amateur raw footage while the cameras are on
trust me, if their was a cat who could touch C..it must be
someone I murked..and they reached for my ankle as they pleaded for mercy
I do deviant work see, from the rapping shit to the cracking shit
only 20 yrs old and I got it locked like closed cabinets
your old habits get, put outside quickly I ride 9/5
like a high britney who tried to defy Whitney...., Houston
my eyes chinky from the smoke in the car it's a hotbox
I'm a star in the bar but I'm far from a hot-spot
your like Jafaar in aladdin only hoping for greatness
I'm like Jafaar to aladdin when the lamp was stolen and wasted
your like Hillary Duff in glittery stuff hha.. I could go on
I'm like Artillery in iraq, put the bombs to your guys bacc
They call me McLovin, the bitchfucking chick magnet
They call you McLovin'..cuz you look like the dude from the newflick
the build of a toothpick with teeth that could chew bricks!








ok...now for a moment a silence....ok...



it's 4:40 in the morning and I'm still rocking the cypher
last keystyle I was petrayed on the top as a sniper
now I got rifle attatched to the typing I write in the raps
Have the right to fighting you cats easy...just turned a minute later
the regenerator in my system keeps going like the energizer
I never size your, skills up to the champ in the game
I got it closed and on lock like the clamp in the chain
you only dampened the frame the shot of the camera potrayed
now your the man getting blow out've porportion like a stan with grenades
got hammick that's layed between two trees stuck in the green earth
2 minutes later and cannabarz is rocking a mean verse
it's tighter than Rick Ross rocking the smallest jeans as his team first
to help promote his self delusional image to dreamworks
as soon as I rock mics it's like green in a stop light
your not tight...hell, your more looser than Rob Schneiders Job writers..
sorry for my spelling, even If I'm yelling
I'm mellow and cool, with the fellowship tool and the key to your fixtures
you've been seeing the mixture between the demon who gets your
soul and gives it to hell before the team could've fixed ya
I have to confess to, I've been seeing your sister, and keystyling
this verse while getting busy with my penis up in her!

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i'm hard like wood, oh yea, and i'm tough like leather
listen to 12 on wooden leather and pray the world get better
i pretend it's fair, grin like a painted face inside a tent at the fair
people loss they common sense, lucky i got a spare
see this fare, these 2 cents, this kernal of knowledge
right off the cob, if you want money, go out and get a job
if you want a piece carve it yourself, or at least try
if you want peace pray, if you want it faster die...

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

my poetry:
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A pen snaps, all time stops
The minorities love cops
Tank Man's gun pops
A rich man's only stocks
Drop like impossible Pre-Op's
A tree dies
The mean cry
Pastors lie
And prophets hide
All wars end
God's Son sins
But... you win?
I don't buy it.

im evil as hell could be amagined, just fathom im laughing,
while stabbin n grafting cadavers while im passing,
piercing with talons with malice intent on concious vets,
im not concious yet, but im still killing incompetence,
i sense the comp's tense, so i stomp all ya confidence,
then the non-sense to release ya unconciousness,
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i'll play on ya consience, ya contents is complete nonsense
speak of biting, then you fucks flip everyone of my damn concepts
what the fuck, was you high..?
did you think i wouldn't recognize lines that i made
then you come up some bullshit tryna prove that im gay...!
.
.
fake fucks..move on...!

Im tryna get haters to stop it, there skills microscopic
grab pills I might just drop it, soften bosses in offices
officers gone lock this shit, like helpless hostages
I melt this on the tip of my felt thats gone just spilt
...........................its two sides like half this shit
whos prides gone carve with kids who ride in cars and wips
the times ive starved lyrics to find im past gimicks
I rhyme to spark interest the kind that gods cant mimick

im hated from four corners, loners then lone stoners,
fourlorn before i was grown like massive boners
.
.
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maybe im board with this as i store my hits,
smacking car doors with more than fists,
just get the jist im blessed with sick wit,
i mess with sick shit to kill a bitch quick,
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i'll play on ya consience, ya contents is complete nonsense
speak of biting, then you fucks flip everyone of my damn concepts
what the fuck, was you high..?
did you think i wouldn't recognize lines that i made
then you come up some bullshit tryna prove that im gay...!
.
.
fake fucks..move on...!

fucking misfits, I push their wig back like a jap fighter..
as soon I attack writers, with hazardous rap fibres
a staggering black tiger' for you fakers who spitbars..
my dicks hard, I'ma 2 hundred & 30 pound version of spliffstar
walking the earth in search for a female broad
no details dawg, get to stripping them lee nails off ( hha )
so she can't scratch me when I'm hitting it raw
watch my kids drip from her jaw then I'm dipping like chips do
I don't get why most of you fags are flipping like chicks do
oh right...your FAAGS.your basically bitches with dicks too! ( hah )
I kind've get it...the mood swings and the attitude
don't worry I'm not mad at you, that's exactly what faggots do! ( ohhh ok lol )
I'm on the avenue, chilling up in the building
with your bitch on my lap, like santa claus in a shopping mall
and she got my cock n balls in her hand ready to slob it all
down, until I coat her lung all white now that's the meaning of 'deck the halls"
I bet you were inspecting a multie massacure rapping
stamina, I'm back for ya amateurs faster than media cameras
shooting world wide coverage and britney and lohan
I'm bumping slow jams, can is like coke in a whole gram

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i cant stand to see the sight... love with all the hate in my might...
poeple talk about it like its the best thing that ever happen in life...
everything i write always get critizies by the same thing that lies.. but fine..
infront of my face i dispise the outcome of every word thats combine...
from the thought of the evil... from the apple of garden...
this is what i wake up to and sleep with... even can tell i farted...
not by far the smartest book wise... but advance in a crooks life...
that glair of the eyes... the hair in the breez... the fist that fights...
u would think im able to proceed in a happy home...
but every word that i say to other genders... make it eayser to be alone....
from the sweet voice on the phone... to the problem where they pick up the chrome...
many time its been inform of many secret..... but it appears in the air...
everything that it puts on... to the heart burns that flairs ...
to the friendship thats ever lasting... from the crys to laughing...
from the papaer that stack'ing... from the blue and grey fam thats crack'in...
somehow im cought up with a red blood thats slacking ...
if i was around my old hood i'd get slap and cap'd quick.. insted of thinking im G mac'ing....
whats the point of life.. if mistakes happen twice.. and we cant bring it back...
this shit is wack... where's the wound i wanna go back...fuck talking this is fact...
i cant stand... sleep... shit... without having a problem with it...
and even getting a drug free job aint even the begining of me quitting...
i need that smoke that calm the nerve... the friends who rhyme.. say jokes.. this is what i deserve...
from playing basketball on the curve.. to the last people i would wanna hear they last words ...
i cant believe this is my life... yet i made the choises.. so how didn't i not know how to avoid it? ...
exploed this subject to those who love to guess.. i wounder did any of ya ever marryed to someone who poisen?? ...

ooh yea if you didnt know im talking about my wife....


just something i'd key...
wasnt focus but yea...