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Date Posted: 01:19:49 01/24/03 Fri
Author: Emcees in order of appearance: Lyrikil of G3N@$yD3, Swords of ENEMIES, Iron Monk of ENEMIES, Gutty of Absent Minded, Pathologist of Eloheim, Dlusional Of O.M.N.I, and Versatyle of Absent Minded…
Author Host/IP: 12-251-161-58.client.attbi.com / 12.251.161.58
Subject: Repost...That Seven Man Collab that I mentioned below...

Emcees in order of appearance: Lyrikil of G3N@$yD3, Swords of ENEMIES, Iron Monk of ENEMIES, Gutty of Absent Minded, Pathologist of Eloheim, Dlusional Of O.M.N.I, and Versatyle of Absent Minded…


…………………….Word Play&Multis……………
Life’s hard but we still struggle to let our voices be heard, we scuffle with steel muzzles
At times I feel puzzled by illusions so vivid my sanities listed as inconsistent
It’s like I’m battling the world fist less with a vengeance
With millions enlisted on my side but still getting no assistance
This printed script is equipped with encrypted inscriptions
I’m possessed by a living sentence that’s instructed me to give the earths tenants ten minutes to disperse penance
Visions of the ending are presented in the form of menacing images of soldiers finishing villages
I’m trapped in this dimension watching over privileged idiots have relentless scrimmages
This authors conduct is the product of a mental homage, making penciled comments
Which is symbolic of the knowledge, passed down by the prophets that did it without promise of profit
My logic is why sweat the smallest topics, since this world in which we frolic
Is microscopic when compared to the cosmic racecourse of comets
I’m that journalist most concerned with perfect word twists spurted instant
Since a learning infant been gripping the tool to murder scripts with
Skin be getting burns and blisters from the friction to keep up with my
distance
covered when I rip shit, move my pen so fast the tip melts and bubbles the
liquid
audios newly discovered sickness like AIDS in the seventies, I bring it
heavenly
praise me heavily; make way to forever keep me pasted in your memory
eNeMieZ guarded from sects of retards who step and wanna be smart
asses, but please, eggheads bombarded with axes that chop through targets
hatchets lodged in collarbones, left identical sides in half beside yourself
like palindromes
not the one to start with holmes, putting your asses to the grass like sex
with garden gnomes
even the thought of lethargic blows gotcha locked at home pissin on your
carpet all alone
under the sofa but the flow I pose is so threatening, plus so potent when
coasting it,
The grim reaper chose to ride it, so im known as death's chauffeur...

………………………….The Battle……………

YOU DAWG??...U...OF ALL PEOPLE...IM FACIN U... HAHA..
let me expose the hoe and show him the reason he exist...so your the champ??// u full of shit in your mouth..no wonder your battlin monk...guess he's been forced to spit// lets make it quick..12lines im waisten brain cells// it took you lots of thought to figure a way to get your name spelled!!// oh jesus who could believe gutty spitting a thesis actually frequent that follows upon the same sequence// i would of recognized an emcee...but me...I SEA FISH// and it's bleeding guess you needed a tampon for this evening// see im droppin so much feces i need me a Luvs leakless to keep it from the verge of emerging on a dumb species// im preaching watevers on your mind tele-kinesis and breachin ya speech brief when peeps wish i could do it weekly// and look three thirds of your fans still keep sleeping on this weak MALIK SEALY mattress// ya wackness is crafted like tears spared from a weak actress// and bastard i'll make u do a backflip backwards to stay ahead of the game like Olympic gymnastics till you askin to re-CYCLE my tactics
Isn't it clever, that chaos got sonned, now it's you, what the hell?
It's like ya crew is turning from the NBA to the NBDL,
You was ill? I couldn't tell, get boo'd when you pick up the mic,
Cuz your like baseball players, only threatening to strike,
It's like, when you were challenged to an audio battle,
You came with text, that's why I won't waste my breath, hear my keys rattle,
Diz and Verse smacked you, damn 12 to 1 and the kid don't even like battles,
On your high horse, I'll smack you, fuck punches, just throwin the truth at you,
Diss my writtens, diss my beats, you'll never get to me,
Like counting with your fingers tryin to hit infinity,
Your comments come out cynically, truthfully, it sickens me,
Man, just quit rappin, we have more than enough bitches in the industry…

…………………….Metaphors&Punches……………

Solemnly slash set settlements of staggered samples of bewildered humanist
It's not just the words that hit it's the style that bends kids worse then contortionist
I tip lids of evolution Just to spill missing links onto minds canvases
It's like Binary awareness sense the text spreads elements of double helixes,
Fuck imprints you catch crater dents
Whenever Path spit it like Missy did!
Cats running on E just to get fucked like they opened the arc of the covenant!
Similes to metaphors to punch-lines I puzzle minds,
That's why kids say, "he's Alright!" while memorizing my whole design,
You couldn't elevate in a sky rise your thoughts only decline climbs,
Slumber time the only thing that arise when you try to spit rhymes,
Try to learn this time I combine all aspects
Complex to simplex the Gods been God I wield only creations of stimulus,
Perplex lyricist Derived from a populous of pure ignorance
You couldn't be live if you was possessed by Biggie Smalls, kid!
from 0-60 i'm able to catch rockets in mid air with ultra-violent strength,
my muscle's allow me to have half my body over a fence without a body part being bent.
why would my spits that contain 90% of the earth's hydrogen seek more then what God provided?,
with my tongue being more vibrant then two rubberbands in mid air that suddenly collided.
an aparatus of linguistical talent places my verbal status above average to those those who attempt to challenge,
concepts that make the devil's mental imagery seem weak like a 14.4K PC graphics,creating tragic so i put tongue mallets in caskets.
never liked clapping so i freeze the hands til it looks as if everyone was trying to pray,voicebox so deep my own soundwaves decay,
wont see me lose til Sudaam Husein walks in a Puerto Rican Parades,or til Mugsy Bogues blocks one of Kobe's fadeaways.

…………………….The Story……………

From my first breath all my steps were already planned and known
On this Earth I am not free to roam but confined within extremist zones
Everything I learn comes from one book – ‘the qu’ran holds all truth’
They’ve even got me drawing self-portraits of myself in terrorist suits
Under the will of Allah I shall sacrifice my life for the higher cause
Succeeding is inevitable as I follow my clear-cut path with no pause
Self deduced thoughts are not optional – my peers know the answers
Evidence shows that we must cut the strings of the western puppet masters
ventually I shall do this great deed and be freed from this evil existence
Death doesn’t scare me coz I know that paradise awaits in the distance
Dedicated to my belief I have completed all of my training and learning
I’m having visions of freedom and truth while a building is burning
Studying the plans of the mission till the details are known by heart
Anxious and excited for my eternal adoration to start
Saying prayers to Allah coz I know I will meet the almighty soon
TV shows broadcast the threat and inevitable risk of doom
Every one sees me coming but I can’t be stopped on this path
Really you should thank me for releasing you from the world’s wrath
Minutes pass by beautifully as my time approaches at a rapid pace
Arming my body with explosives and travelling into a crowded place
Reciting a prayer I’ve been learning from years, ignoring my fears
There will be victims but the price of freedom is worth a few tears
You will all now all see a brainwashed man’s impact on a nation
Riding the 65 bus he stands, up yells a chant and hits the detonation...devastation...





………………………Class Dismissed………

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