when u think of resemblence...wat comes to the head/
for me its how the livin are so close 2 the dead/
we walk...they walked, we cry...they cried/
we livin...they lived, and before us...they died/
How they saw sunlight, how they felt human power/
how they saw crisis, just like the 2 twin towers/
How their spirits were devoured, when they felt unloved/
how when shit hit the fan, their dreams were crushed/
how they were given a rush, at every glimpse of hope/
how they felt so broke when they were taken as a joke/
Just like us, they experienced affectin/
and im sure more than many had felts the joys of erection/
my day might be tomorrow, for who sum bullets hittin/
But does it really make a difference if im dead or im livin?/

[T-West stops typing and just sits and stares into space]

Next: Is their really a heaven?

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Against It
Is there really a heaven?…well I ask the same question.
But if there was why am I getting a mixed impression.
Why are there ghosts?…why aint they gone upstairs.
They been bad…or is there really not a place up there.
People be nice there whole life hoping to catch a look.
Heavens not a good place…what about the lives it took.

For It
Heavens a place that’s beautiful in all looks and ways.
What do u think tupac was talking about in, better days.
Of course theres a heaven…u know don’t be askin me.
Its not a bad place it were u get reunited with your family.
So believe and be good and you’ll get something back.
It’s a place were u can walk without bein scared of gettin attacked.

Next topic: shattered souls

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INFINITES MP3'S

Life is harsh...has left my mind full of holes/
shattered dreams...shattered heart...shattered soul/
Lost goals...fake vision and lies.../
Unable 2 find God the world was created by/
singin lullabys...for dead bodies in the field/
protected by shield...in the caskets they yield/
the way they feel...loved by their brethren/
hoping good prayers will get them into heaven/
but like unlucky 7...many are on lock/
in the devils posession...unwanted by the holy flock/
hearts of granite rock...these unwanted souls/
god they opposed...devils word they told/
not considered gold...but dirt under the rug/
denied holy beliefs...restorted 2 drugs/
usin guns...puttin bullets in creatures/
destroyin wat they had...God-Like features/
Unwanted...Like losers of the Superbowl/
Misery is the direction...for all them shattered souls/

[I dun think I made much sense der, but I tried]

Next: Dreams

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A journey through space and time's what I behold, eyes closed//off into other dimensions where reality unfolds//thru Divine Rhymes Exhaled from A Man's Soul//sometimes you're in complete control//of what you see in ya mind behind ya eye lids//other times ya blind to what it all means when ya spirit's in flight wit//the mission of tellin' you something you may or may not need to know//especially when you tryin' to cash in on non-sense so extreme it nearly makes ya brain blow//These visions could sometimes show//God's talkin' to you with a warning or message//Then again it could be Satan just makin' you think wreckless//or perhaps somethin' you ate mad late to make ya subconscious hectic//It's best if//you just go with the flow and see ya dreams to the end//Good things, bad things, foes, family, and friends//I know agony tends//to accompany recent misery but it's also the same when//you can add to the count of ya blessings and follow up with Heaven's trends//D.R.E.A.M.S. are what you make of them above and beneath the surface//but don't always live by what another interprets//Your mind, your turf, kid//a powerful fuel for success and failure to work with//Your dreams, your mind schemes, hence you're who the expert is

next topic: This forum

look back upon REMEMBRENCE/ rememberin/
how the SHATTERED SOULS, shared and bared RESEMBLENCE/
to DREAMS filled with TRAGIC BEGININGS/ and sad endings/
wake up like IS THERE REALLY HEAVEN/
SUICIDAL THOUGHTS/in the back my brain/
probably from constant loss and LACK OF GAIN/
this STORMY WEATHER the reason why teens get depressed'n/
pull the GUNS TRIGGERS/ just a boom not a second to cry/ INNOCENCE LOST IN A SINGLE SECOND/
turn on them selfs like I AGAINST I/
floating in PURGATORY/ hopin for LIFE AFTER DEATH/
only for those with UNFINISHED BUSINESS/
i got questions like ARE WE ALONE/
what else is out there/ shits got me trippin/
this TRUE HIP HOP/ no one will diss if you admit you ADDICTED/
this forum a strenth building battlestation/
where resolve outweighs RETALIATION/ fuck revenge/
YOU DESTROY AN ENEMY WHEN YOU MAKE HIM A FRIEND/


JUST THREW EVERYONES TOPICS TOGETHER FOR YALL ....A LIL SUMPTIN...
NEXT.......................misperception....

Nice job incorperating all topics in this forum, great approach, keep it up...
~Bounce~

everything around me is all a misperception of reality/
the world through my eyes are not what it was meant to be/
thoughts about life are what circulates within my temples/
with the only way of reaching the outside world is through my pencils/
im like a sniper and my notebook is like my rifle/
cuz i have more visual images than a millions lives-full/
i cant see through my own pupils but i can see for everyone around me/
was i meant to be this way or was i just another casualty/
i wish i could feel what its like to be normal just once more/
cuz i was maimed by a grenade and was a prisoner of war/



..HONOR..

girl i cant leave/ this rap game got me bound by honor/
life was crazy but now im at a calmer/
head up and i stand taller/ i lost my love/ got it back/
but dont know how to call her/
what went wrong and where did i faulter/
give anything even my last dollar/ to have you back/
cause to be with you is like a honor/ its just me/
need you here/ i cant take the weight its crushing/
no one ubderstands but me/ i cant make it better trust me/

....................displaced hate.......

Next time format the structure to ten lines...
Thanks ~Bounce~

Iv been searchin my mind slowly wondering how far in this world will i go
How many poetic punches in rap battles, open mics, and posts can i throw
Will rhymes live up to the structal, and thematical, topical rules of classic flow
Will I continue my constant mind enhances, liv up 2 da the chances or ill blow
Im tired of b-n threatend to b retired I have 2 much stress bsids fake threats
No backing to the things other people write, do u think it cuzes nightfrigt frets
You can't shoot a gat that can travel the computer screen to screen gap
So why do you think just cuz ima shorty that im not elevatin and i am a sap
People who have no tru skill trin to compare sayin dis rhymes ill and mines aint
I think if I continue with the same multies and structual elevatin im doin ya'll ill faint
So I think I answered my own question I have tru skills wit no repression
Im goin far and others are not under par still tryin to figure out who u are
PZ

Do not forget to leave a topic, if this becomes routine you will be banned...
~Bounce~

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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

topic is no topic...
findin cubical illusions to cyber optics...
I feed off jo-jo's stereo phonics
takin words from his sig like daily ebonics
Make bitches scream something stupid...
slap them in the face "now guzzle my glue kid"
The truth is i dont even like freestylin...
Each rapper in this sites weaker than Stalin....



hmmmmm...changing stylesss

Inadvertantly seeking dusty pillows to follow...
Weak instant replay left my mind weak and hollow...
Tomorrow, possibly a better way to remember...
times of snow growing far past to december...
Covered by my mother im alive and well...
can i creep through this crank is it a hole in my shell....
Never, i severed my ties
lies reprobate my willingness to lie....

topic: beastiality

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SOFT FOCUS crew record (3-0) Wits end ~ DOI ~ Central....now who's next?
sacred scriptures record (5-0)

when i sleep, inside dreams there is a certain hushness
as a whole i lack somethin, my soul's burstin with substance
the dark accerales my structural mass, anger solidifies this
a sorta ignorant bliss, possessing every unfufilling wish
am i a man or something else, i loose reality slowly
king of the food chain. ive domesticated those below me
many men have forced me to sin, as i muster on brink
jealously you might call it since i lack birth with instincts
ripping flesh of another, blood seeps from my cheeks
then its gets blurry..... I awake from my dream

NEXT: lost in the land between real and dream

[B]lost perservation to an anal anihalation....
I escape to the desert to my true life like creation...
factual fictioneer painted with erasers....
Is my life real or is my time filled to be haters
Create her to my special touch
rugged skin makes it easy to cut....
ohhh im the real deal frown...
so fake i resipricate and fade in to the black now....

topic:butterfly

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SOFT FOCUS crew record (3-0) Wits end ~ DOI ~ Central....now who's next?
sacred scriptures record (5-0)

As I watch a butterfly flutter+by, I wonder+why,
As they explore and hover+by, they never let this hunger+die,
Opposite of most things, for when they leave their cacconed cage,
Tis the only thing that grows more beautful with age,
So ugly before entrance, met with little acceptance,
But now like repentence, washed with innocence,
In a sense it's ignorance, though the thought is too intense,
to understand sucha simple mind we cannot comprehend,
You cannot explain this in thought nor text,
For the world is s different in eyes and minds of insects,

Next Subject --> The Bible

I PICK UP MY JOKE BOOK AND START TO LAUGH/
"HA, HA HA, MAN THAT SHITS JUST PLAIN DAFT"/
HOW COULD 1 BEING MAKE THIS EARTH IN SEVEN DAYS/
SEE IT ALL HAPPEN - THEN ID BE AMAZED/
I GET WOUND UP WHEN I TURN THE PAGE /
THESE BULL SHIT LINES FILL ME WITH RAGE/
THIS IS THE BULLSHIT THATS KICK OFF WARS/
KILLED AND CLOSED SOME PEOPLES DOORS/
IT BLOCKS PASSAGES TO JOBS AND CAREERS/
IF U AINT GOT THE SAME BELIEF AS PEERS/
Y'ALL BELIEVERS ARE MIND WASHED DROIDS/
ALL THE SUFFERIN - THIS AINT THE WAY TO AVOID/
THIS HERE BOOK AINT A SHILD TO PAIN/
MAN, BELIVE THIS SHIT, ME? I AINT INSANE/
I MAKE MY LIFE AND NOBODY LOOKS OVER ME/
GODS THERE TO PROTECT - WHY'S THERE THIS PAIN I SEE?

NEXT:
THE WAR WITH SADAM

from dusk to dawn, morning to evening
egos what made me, a pyshical being
produce for the next man, lies to teens
two civilizations clash because "the ends justifies the means"
war. i shud be considered a sin
but i made legible by partisan politicians
i kill. so fuck it, im no one to held accounted
because of my profit, ive hurt a poor mans pockets
domination of a nation, killed or be killed
and death in its truest form is if he wont or he will
biggest "beef" i am, even the heavens screamin
so till the next "diss" imma be chillen wit demons

Next: gift/curse of prophecy