Prolific_1011
07-23-07, 11:01 PM
1...2...3...four...five
numbers blow minds beyond slow times
time ticks with preciseness
what's the likeness...of a parallel...
universe, made in hell
poltergeist, a movies curse made it fail
that's the art of black magic
the spark of black matches by voodoo priest
darkness falls on a few new streets
i'm wishing we could go back
blow a few dough stacks... with a time machine
take nine marines
stand back, i got the right to breathe
why?...cause i come from the sky
guns in my thighs
light a blunt for the wise...
folks... and no...i don't smoke
just squeeze the globe to make the ozone choke
that's a double negative
i say bush is a troubled terrorist
celibate, no time is passionate
blinded abstinence among the most righteous pacifist
before rap dies, i chastise
i past time...
and blow rhymes inside the chimes of a crack pipe
make poetry an addict's worth
planet earth, time ticks over the caskets dirt
nature...i breathe through nostrils
i bring thee, true apostles...
who paint on the canvas
life is love with pain as the balance
i flip the right page
time froze with the ice age
it divided when Christ came
time inside us might change
witches, evil brooms that burn semen...
on tombs, the earth deepens
full moons in the worst regions
the seconds of time guards...
the heavens of bright stars
time was birthed in constipation...
in deep space and burstin' constellations
where rocks glow after they crash
i'm patient...
which means time slowed to master my craft
one,
:king:
numbers blow minds beyond slow times
time ticks with preciseness
what's the likeness...of a parallel...
universe, made in hell
poltergeist, a movies curse made it fail
that's the art of black magic
the spark of black matches by voodoo priest
darkness falls on a few new streets
i'm wishing we could go back
blow a few dough stacks... with a time machine
take nine marines
stand back, i got the right to breathe
why?...cause i come from the sky
guns in my thighs
light a blunt for the wise...
folks... and no...i don't smoke
just squeeze the globe to make the ozone choke
that's a double negative
i say bush is a troubled terrorist
celibate, no time is passionate
blinded abstinence among the most righteous pacifist
before rap dies, i chastise
i past time...
and blow rhymes inside the chimes of a crack pipe
make poetry an addict's worth
planet earth, time ticks over the caskets dirt
nature...i breathe through nostrils
i bring thee, true apostles...
who paint on the canvas
life is love with pain as the balance
i flip the right page
time froze with the ice age
it divided when Christ came
time inside us might change
witches, evil brooms that burn semen...
on tombs, the earth deepens
full moons in the worst regions
the seconds of time guards...
the heavens of bright stars
time was birthed in constipation...
in deep space and burstin' constellations
where rocks glow after they crash
i'm patient...
which means time slowed to master my craft
one,
:king: