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Date Posted: 12:48:52 01/20/03 Mon
Author: Κa†a¢lÿzm
Author Host/IP: hlfx32-135.ns.sympatico.ca / 142.177.82.135
Subject: The Birth Of Kataklysm, The Newest Crew To Join The Lounges Hierarchy

Verses match names and colors accordingly

J£:The®ealist of Κa†a¢lÿzm
§leepý:The∑pic of Κa†a¢lÿzm
ΜικΜαQ:TheΣxpressionist of Κa†a¢lÿzm
ßråil:The√ísíóηárψ of Κa†a¢lÿzm



I paint pictures wit the sentences i write in my songs
of real life, and it's likeness from it's rights to it's wrongs
it's smiles and it's moans....all it's love and it's hate
it's fun and it's pain, untainted stains of this game are all that cover the page
of my pad, and my pen, bleeds truth from it's ballpointed artery
herego i spit it how it is, not the way that it oughta be
no romantic or idealistic......perspectives injected in my message,
and the gray of my name, is cuz the whites of life have been meshed wit
all of the blacks, good and the bad?, what is the difference?
it seems in the present they're one in the same, today's just a hazy period of livin
only in 'once upon a' times, can you find, fairy tale endings, not here in our years
that adhere to violence and strife, that got our lives appearin unclear
but never fear, there's light wit da dark, so when i scribe my remarks, i just write from the heart
cuz the soul holds, the weight of the stones, from which this globe was molded
and they call me the The®ealist cuz i reveal it, instill it build it and sow it

I arrive with a subconscious infliction to script my mission,
all the while hittin with viscious writs...cryptic, hidden in crystal myths.
Shattering all ballistic barriers, goin "balls to the wall"
rendering my readers inferior, supremecy transcends the interior.
I leave footprints in a post's posterior, simply rip the mundane.
Evict false idols so truth remains. Golden calves get the scold and wrath
Taking hope from the also-rans, that also plan to default my wisdom.
Try to TARE (tear) me to "pieces" that barely succeed the decent.
But I digress...Be my guest, and be a subject of the centrifuge.
Hope those eyes don't get shut, yet...one blink and you've been confused.
That's why they call me Sleepy...keep these oculars open
for twenty hours just hopin for the power to meet me,
but the D'Wulf's where the stories lie. Catastrophes restore my pride.
Request rest? Well, you've been denied. I've killed off my nicer side.
There's a renewed spine in this lupine...my eclectics fret the eupeptic,
as I smirk, bare fangs, and howl, trademarking The∑pic .

The visual riddler turns to the obitual note scribbler
I appear invisible in pictures as the individual enigma
The corrective executioner of the altered story
that emphatically catapulted me to exalted glory
The reason for pleasing has always eluded me
there's no flavour of the season in my memoirs and eulogies
I served my time in dark crumbling dungeons
repeatedly beaten around with government funded trungeons
The past is history and the future is a mystery
so I thank god for the 'present' because that's what the 'gift' be
I spread my wings akin to a seraphim and spin to the pinnacle like an elevational miracle
I reach the zenith and perplex my context to the apex
while lyrical gestures convect like heat pressure, give respect
to the aesthetic progression of the abstract conceptualist
I'm the lexical perfectionist, I'm ΜικΜαQ:TheΣxpressionist

My multiple word usage is abusive and intrusive
Leavin heads with more contusions than the Cuban Revolution
Enter the new rulership of brutal truth, through clever letters
Off the top of the head I execute like neckbones thats severed
Recieve visions of lines written in molecule ribbons
Extensive Knowledge has been given from fathers DNA filaments
Tactful as a militant, each word is diligent and deliberate
With the precision of guided missles through drizzle I deliver it
Known as The√ísíóηárψ cause every line has been imagined
Heat quite similar to the equator and the area that surrounds it
Make sure my metaphors are morphed and contort in sort of form
Various Venacular so the styles are never matched by yours
I'm keepin both eyes open regardless of the heavy smoke
View this world through a duel lensed internal microscope
Vivid interpretations like DiVinci's famous paintin's
renascence pslams crafted by the palm of an urban mason

It's Kataklyzm, collabin wisdom, so crowds'll listen, ya'll bout to witness
four of the fastest risin rhymers since the lounge was invented
transcended, from lyrically prodigal to lyrical prodigies, encompassing
a perfect focus of flowin, behold the knowledge we speak
Mik, Brail, I and theSleep, like Four Horsemen deplorin hardcore rhymes at ya screen
We've warned you enough. You expected us to have bade you well?
We ain't Dave Chapelle. We're FULLY BAKED and raisin'hell!
Double tag team of some bad seeds. International catheters
who take your waste, repel, and expel the shit with our "acid" words.
No "basic" bars in our statements, but are we complex?
Just listen
and wait for more guys with sore eyes, from witnessing the KaTaClysm.
The wind roars, the rain pours all goes silent when the prophet spits
An annihilation alliance, were the four horsemen of the apocalypse
We only have to think and youre extinct before you blink
when it comes to disgusting destruction we are all on the brink
Causing earthquakes, typhoons and volcanoes with that wisdom
Natural disasters are always bound to happen with Κa†a¢lÿzm
Like the muskateers and Dartanian me and my band of companions
Travel lands foiling plans soiling strands for expansion
Geometry can't measure out lyricism's parameters
That figures, so it deals with dome and prism diameters
The only men more adored whose words were deeper than fox holes
Were Yoshua Ben Yosef followed by his 12 apostles


IT HAS BEGUN

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