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Date Posted: 03:39:04 02/09/03 Sun
Author: Pathologist "The Catalyst of ELOHEIM!"
Author Host/IP: ppp-67-37-76-165.dialup.sfldmi.ameritech.net /
Subject: Damn this is a quick as I've ever-wrote.. just freestyling on the keys.. peep it out!

Military clips the god sent them deadly desert eagle shits
Spits that melt Teflon suits till tips press on- readily
Fire steady shots like crocked cops on hot blocks-
Simplistic shift like 9 to 5 hip hop alabaster devil
Laughter slash with wits why children cry at the disasters
Formatted splatters of blood hit concrete walls and
Chill bastards, word play galvanized photon-bombs
Explode when my Mics on, Galvatron TRON movements
Stagger vets with cryptic transformations that settle
Deep within respect, my girls acting stupid cause I leave
Hymens a mess with contributions confusing in a mesh
Of sex and distribution abusing feelings like kids with
Herbal realisms to combat delusions, jests and contusions
I bend thoughts like hypnosis with a fatally aimed opus
Jokes is displayed when I rope kids with nooses that hang
Comebacks like Hussein doped up on illusions, out of hiding
Psalms like Painting visions of relating words due to verbatim
Straining text in a Jason vs. Freddy confrontation hexing
Trinidadís complexions with directions of meanings flexing
Simply to adjust the melody flux into blunt dust or the thinking drug
For ones who lunge with no hunch of double-pumps in a resident
Thatís an evil corporation like Capcom creating sequels that ask people
To think I sink dangerousness and leave the fleeing in an abyss of
Darkness wondering how I piss continuous syllabus thrust
Relentless like nemesis with mutated membranes that twist thugs
Like contortionist fickle suns till lights out, power outages
And water droughts occur when I spit the clout of blood passages
That text joust like techís that spit fire out till the steal jam
I slam beats trail the streets sleep never ever-woke to deceit
Tricknology reach out to all those with doubt in they hearts
Receipts to recipients in apartments of frail mounts from pitchers
Mounds of brown dust, the Dutch Master cuts and gutted flooded
Boards with diss-cards spit hard as semen discharge bombard
Aliases with aliens spiritual to monikers literal lyrical stages
Of progression vexing men with little to do, due to the way I write
Dukeís hazards of general leads or strikes like Jet Li at speeds
The millennium falcon leads piloted by Hans Solo with streams like
Jet-Motto robotics link like symbiotic space blends of Venom-tents
Arachnid movements of tarantula ruins in ways of confrontation
In close range to scorpions reclusive drawn back in attacks in Nevada
Desert packs dry Martiniís and hydro-bags tripping on Vegas tags!
Iím near to rags soaked in Sky Blue, gangster disciples biblical in attitudes!
Lavish as Hex spitting direct hits desolate wasteland met after I spit
Reflects of greatly imposing pestilence strands that twist like double helixís
Command inner-beings DONíT NEVER ARGUE, the acronym will startle you
When creations transcend the beginning to build architectural limbs- branched out
I doubt youíll withstand the blast Iíll let out from loose canons from the now
03 dates the years of bitter tears shed from peers who canít stand to rear
The lines I blind with, steer thoughts blind with wandering digits imprinting
The very fabrics of cybernetics relenting clenches of images depending on views
Pending on visuals sending relinquishing blows taking away from the codes
Moronic men could never figure out flashing dimwitted semi-circular mitten holds!

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