Tha Killa
09-01-06, 05:06 AM
I'm from AHH and after coming from there to here is different.
I'm disappointed in the artists I've seen on here so I'm here to show you a tidbit of what we bring to the table.
This is called Solitary Confinement and it features RTM legends Shadow Prince, Jazper, and Tha Killa (yeah it's me).
I'm not saying that this board sucks but it could be better in the writing department so I want ya'll to see some of your competition. This is not the best collab RTM has had but it is a very good one and I'd like to see what ya'll have to say about it 'cause I've seen alot of ya'll **** on AHH's writing section without ever looking in it.
Here is Solitary Confinement:
[Jazper]
My thoughts seep discretely into innermost guarded recesses/
Tha sanctuary where tha penitent sinner goes, starved ta be blesséd/
What was tha purpose of my birth into this circus of life?/
Why was I cursed ta walk this Earth n bear its hurts n its strife?/
I enter tha center of memories heaped under embers/
Of cinders that sin burnt, overturned that I might learn n remember/
Tears soak through closed lids as recessed images regain focus/
Of fears that encroached in, exposin tha pain of tha hopeless/
In days I was raised as a soldier, hand stay’d on tha holster/
A chip engraved on my shoulder wit inner rage made ta smolder/
My mind strung up as a puppet ta be blind n corrupted/
Molded ta be cold wit tha heat, when unleashed I erupted/
There was no deed too sick that I wouldn’t concede to it/
I’d release two clips jus ta watch tha pieces eat through it/
But then I had my inner emotions awoken so potent.../
That even my blinded eyes could cry ta supply tha whole ocean/
One sunny Sunday tryin ta run weight wit my gunmate/
Tha Grim Reaper creep’d thru tha heater on a prematurely come date/
Lady Death mesmerized by her charms despite my cries of alarm/
I was alive n unharmed...but my best friend died in my arms/
...I was no longer a gangsta, a heart too scarred ta be hardened/
Wit a guilty conscience which had long been too marred ta be pardoned/
Internals quarrels over tha morale weary me, my mind’s spent/
I’m a convict of conscious locked in Solitary Confinement/
[ShadowPrince]
I close my eyes as I explore.....my mind's corridors
violent cries and horrid roars came from beyond the doors
when I saw.......this one particular doorway down a hallway
a long ways.......away to get to it gon' take me all day
while traveling thru my mental as if I was a memory
witnessing angels and minions battling for supremacy
shadows of enemies past......pass me laughin wickedly
caskets of victims be-neath the ashes of inactivity.....
crippled my mission be-it just for a second or more
I carried on til I couldn't carry no mo next thing I know
next to the door.......I saw what seemed to be an angelic glow
worn by a being with wings draped in a majestic robe
he said “behold” and I noticed he was holdin a weathered scroll
with letters written in blood when I read it my breath was gone
it chronicled my life from the beginning into the present
from feudin crews to funerals, my children’s birth to my weddin
the shots, the drugs and the killins,
the block, the thugs and the villains,
the honor, love and forgiveness
the Father, Son and the Spirit
I stopped in front of the entrance, tucked the scroll and trotted past
and went out of my mind, woke up but only two hours passed.
[Tha Killa]
When I'm alone in my mind, time defined is meaningless
A revolutionary corrupt whose tongue would bleed injust
This is the mind of a Killa with eye sockets of prophets
Seeing darkness as light like I'm blinded by knowledge
The concept of death is appealing my senses
'Cause *****s I've dealt with pain in many dimensions
Look deeper in my conscious, you'll see that something is missin'
A wise man whose mute but speaks to any that listen
My emotions are fueled by hatred embedded in angst
Even evil's embodiment can take the form of a saint
Participating in wrongdoings while blinded by fury
Advocating my innocense in front of prejudice juries
In many dreams my inner thoughts will fade from my memory
Some are concealing my fate, others delaying my enemies
Many times thought insane, My mind state was psychotic
Shown nothing but disdain, my life remains so chaotic
Blasphemy is religious, givin' hell to these *****s
While I'm trapped in this prison,'cause my rep is prodigious
Sub-consciously I struggle between what's good and what's evil
If I work for the man will I turn my back on my people?
While confind(ed), I'll find time to remind
Mankind, the idea of class is all in our minds
If we unwind all the binds and leave hatred behind
We're designed and inclined a chance by tryin' to combine
Let's rewind, we're better off trying to unite
As blacks, then we'd be alright with the whites
This is a thought, but many of mine have a cause and effect
I was taught that disappointment is what to expect
I will fight for a cause in this critical hour
Of idle minds I'm first to flex political power
Every breath is a sin 'cause I'm part of evil alignments
It's dark and my future looks grim in solitary confinement
I'm disappointed in the artists I've seen on here so I'm here to show you a tidbit of what we bring to the table.
This is called Solitary Confinement and it features RTM legends Shadow Prince, Jazper, and Tha Killa (yeah it's me).
I'm not saying that this board sucks but it could be better in the writing department so I want ya'll to see some of your competition. This is not the best collab RTM has had but it is a very good one and I'd like to see what ya'll have to say about it 'cause I've seen alot of ya'll **** on AHH's writing section without ever looking in it.
Here is Solitary Confinement:
[Jazper]
My thoughts seep discretely into innermost guarded recesses/
Tha sanctuary where tha penitent sinner goes, starved ta be blesséd/
What was tha purpose of my birth into this circus of life?/
Why was I cursed ta walk this Earth n bear its hurts n its strife?/
I enter tha center of memories heaped under embers/
Of cinders that sin burnt, overturned that I might learn n remember/
Tears soak through closed lids as recessed images regain focus/
Of fears that encroached in, exposin tha pain of tha hopeless/
In days I was raised as a soldier, hand stay’d on tha holster/
A chip engraved on my shoulder wit inner rage made ta smolder/
My mind strung up as a puppet ta be blind n corrupted/
Molded ta be cold wit tha heat, when unleashed I erupted/
There was no deed too sick that I wouldn’t concede to it/
I’d release two clips jus ta watch tha pieces eat through it/
But then I had my inner emotions awoken so potent.../
That even my blinded eyes could cry ta supply tha whole ocean/
One sunny Sunday tryin ta run weight wit my gunmate/
Tha Grim Reaper creep’d thru tha heater on a prematurely come date/
Lady Death mesmerized by her charms despite my cries of alarm/
I was alive n unharmed...but my best friend died in my arms/
...I was no longer a gangsta, a heart too scarred ta be hardened/
Wit a guilty conscience which had long been too marred ta be pardoned/
Internals quarrels over tha morale weary me, my mind’s spent/
I’m a convict of conscious locked in Solitary Confinement/
[ShadowPrince]
I close my eyes as I explore.....my mind's corridors
violent cries and horrid roars came from beyond the doors
when I saw.......this one particular doorway down a hallway
a long ways.......away to get to it gon' take me all day
while traveling thru my mental as if I was a memory
witnessing angels and minions battling for supremacy
shadows of enemies past......pass me laughin wickedly
caskets of victims be-neath the ashes of inactivity.....
crippled my mission be-it just for a second or more
I carried on til I couldn't carry no mo next thing I know
next to the door.......I saw what seemed to be an angelic glow
worn by a being with wings draped in a majestic robe
he said “behold” and I noticed he was holdin a weathered scroll
with letters written in blood when I read it my breath was gone
it chronicled my life from the beginning into the present
from feudin crews to funerals, my children’s birth to my weddin
the shots, the drugs and the killins,
the block, the thugs and the villains,
the honor, love and forgiveness
the Father, Son and the Spirit
I stopped in front of the entrance, tucked the scroll and trotted past
and went out of my mind, woke up but only two hours passed.
[Tha Killa]
When I'm alone in my mind, time defined is meaningless
A revolutionary corrupt whose tongue would bleed injust
This is the mind of a Killa with eye sockets of prophets
Seeing darkness as light like I'm blinded by knowledge
The concept of death is appealing my senses
'Cause *****s I've dealt with pain in many dimensions
Look deeper in my conscious, you'll see that something is missin'
A wise man whose mute but speaks to any that listen
My emotions are fueled by hatred embedded in angst
Even evil's embodiment can take the form of a saint
Participating in wrongdoings while blinded by fury
Advocating my innocense in front of prejudice juries
In many dreams my inner thoughts will fade from my memory
Some are concealing my fate, others delaying my enemies
Many times thought insane, My mind state was psychotic
Shown nothing but disdain, my life remains so chaotic
Blasphemy is religious, givin' hell to these *****s
While I'm trapped in this prison,'cause my rep is prodigious
Sub-consciously I struggle between what's good and what's evil
If I work for the man will I turn my back on my people?
While confind(ed), I'll find time to remind
Mankind, the idea of class is all in our minds
If we unwind all the binds and leave hatred behind
We're designed and inclined a chance by tryin' to combine
Let's rewind, we're better off trying to unite
As blacks, then we'd be alright with the whites
This is a thought, but many of mine have a cause and effect
I was taught that disappointment is what to expect
I will fight for a cause in this critical hour
Of idle minds I'm first to flex political power
Every breath is a sin 'cause I'm part of evil alignments
It's dark and my future looks grim in solitary confinement