Originally Posted by Nostradamus

I propose a toast
To all them backstabbin, kuniving suspect freeloading bitches
We like to call haters--
You'll never fade us, baby
(why?)
Cause only god can judge me

Yo
If they ask me who the fuck I am?
....Bro I spend no less than a second to tell em 'N O S'
....Its the fresh veteran injecting relevance in sentences
Steppin with evidence of intelligent syllable measurment
I been there; through dark times many frightning nights
Eyes swell as I yell at the sky, "guide me christ"
The blinding lights in this mind of mine defining life
Alone on a mic with god scribing lines devine to recite
Ignighting enlightened interlectual minds to revise
These rhymes that I write relying on my own style or vibe
Alive at the time, like nitro bro this shit might blow!
...............My flow's electric in retrospective, I go
Above & beyond white snow & hydro combined yo
The mic maestro throws a tight show you guys know
I light the floor vision ruckus seeking to spit
....Like a minotaur in a fucking cretan labrynth
So while ya girls eating my dick, I'll leave you eager to quit
If you beef with me kid, you catch a slammin knee to ya rib
I'm blazing for days lethal as shit, aiming for fakes
If life was a book, I'd rip your name straight off its page
See I dont give a FUCK!! Not in the cliche sense
I mean I see it comming to an end, its D-Day friends
I seen times that pre-date trends & human logic
Like a time lock pick to unlock the anthropic cockpit
Were dropped in every day & with my brain
I regenerate & never fade, lyrically levetate
For seven days & never stray from my message saying
Fuck haters, I'll stay rappin till the day they bust me
Only god can judge me!

Originally Posted by Drakel

Only God Can Judge Me

through sunrise to sunset, eyes are met with uncanny glances
my soul imbedded with hues of old truths through the many chances
i took while still pure of heart, mastered the art of ambition
till every step was crafted and matched equally with precision
until my position lands me standing among uneven odds
still i calculate my fate now a division through a meeting with God
im stationed before an figure, face aged by years of wisdom
the skies trembling with anticipation, as they wait for a decision
unatural light blinds and surrounds all the walls around me
while below my heatless feet i can feel some beings scrounging
feathers teathered through the air, but no breeze was present
the figure's deep voice bevied my mind, but was seemingly pleasant
resonating feelings, he began to weep tears of rainbow prisms
staring beneath his bagged eyes, streaks of innocence glistened
he told me of the world, how deception is becoming standard
he unfurled no plans of action, just cursed the devil bastard
then i caught his stare, there his knowledge pierced my senses
his care was fair and solid, fearing prayers are getting senseless
he placed a hand on my shoulder, the touch colder than his words
"when the birds no longer sing, then the world no longer turns"
and with that thought, a mark forever carved into my soul
God watches over us all, and he just wants us all to know
that this paradise he created, wont always stay intact
infact, the shift of his influence has already begun to crack
but he doesn't want control, just to know his presence's felt
he's not judging every motion, but his arms are open for some help