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The Cypher
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| EmSeeD |
Date: Thursday, 15/Oct/09, 5:27 AM | Message # 886 |
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Quote (YANHAP1) With a lamp lit the heart mind pure ensures selflessly
onboard broken chords built by lords decloud shrouded melodies
meridians harmonic on scales lydian to pentetonic
resonance resounding sounds bound vibrate in state sonic
pay in kind pay no mind to static cacophanies
they accompany affrontery eratic blind offerings
the only thing to be feared with fear is the fear of fear itself
to be found in conscience cool and clear is the seer with poverties wealth
war with the self when hostilities cease ego's retreat an angelic release
metaphor not belief although all's an illusion and imaginal niche btw that was really nice, how long have you been writing for?
http://chirbit.com/emseed
http://youtube.com/siwooot
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Thursday, 15/Oct/09, 7:28 AM | Message # 887 |
DJs
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Quote (EmSeed)
btw that was really nice, how long have you been writing for?
Thanks bro...the real flavour was the one just above it, Quote (Watcher) Break apart bonapart for the sake of the art
Making marks sharp shooters and their made men heart
Off the charts no need to speak a creed tribute a dying breed
My fees free always freestyle the tears, sweat and bleeds
Pay me in stress relieved believe spirits slaughter demons on a killing spree
Though the light is key stepping to the darkness never frightened me
Illuminate and enlighten these lost minds of Socrates
Still beautiful but the usual needs musical meters to invite in peace
War with the beast release a love increased for the musical sheets
In a suitable reap as an undefiled sweep cleaning up every key and every key to be
i just mirrored it's concept but it's flow is superior.It follows from mine above that it you read the three together they gel well, always thankful for sparks. Wrote my first rhyme when i was 12 and got busted in school for it because i called Reagan and Gorbachev Fags! Stopped on and off, biggest gap between 94 and 2001, total focus on Kung Fu, and sporadic since then...3 kids. Got on here just to build, i like to see other angles and gain inspiration. There's a lot of potential in here,glad to be part of it.
who killed bambi? 
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| Adam |
Date: Thursday, 15/Oct/09, 7:31 AM | Message # 888 |
B-Girls
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You should write me a poem for english  Nah, but your words have a lot of poetic substance.
I JUST EXPLODED INTO RAINBOWS AND LOLLIPOPS!
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| ritesofpasage |
Date: Sunday, 18/Oct/09, 5:07 PM | Message # 889 |
DJs
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Freestyle fellowship spit words and embellish it
Always relevant so no ears stay celibate
Peers stay hella sick hello spit hello flow
Follow the leader on three so free here we go
Binocular flow sub zero ocular froze tunnel vision
Got my goggles on notes bottles are broke flip script
Watch my sagas and soaps the drama provokes
Folks to get wise to tomorrow approach going for broke
I broke bank like the food stamp now whose hand handing out
The headline of news stand and who stands to advance
On the backs of blacks watch as I the dark horse attack
The tracks when I harass for stats never last to blast
I blast first catch hurt rhyme faster than the mind chasing
The thoughts after the false factors multiplied and applied in
The rhymes achieve a devious design to which’s dna I unwind
The shit that any cna would define got me ready to dime
Like those two nickels way over the lines stay over the sides
Like the fellowship staying elegant
representing in the present just the flow of a gentlemen
Check out my melody faithfulness is the fidelity of my soundtrack to that of the heavenlies.....
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Monday, 19/Oct/09, 4:49 PM | Message # 890 |
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DJs
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Prosper the officer at large free of charge
the store sarg sanctions rental of pens
Die hard the vanguard leaving stencils of blends
top of the class not just grind but spit to polish the brass
cast shiney buttons for brash to covet and stash
tell it on telecom telescoped teleprompt
terrafirma foundation found nation grounded in torn up fonts
tear to declare masters of tasks feel the lash
bear facts ensnare chaps who proclaim green grown like grass
none can place feet on blind leaps
belief of self binds the mind and for mine i mined deep
Can't cling to the past
mount my mast in the present presently work on acts
mapped a mode so roads trodden treked by me left deft tracks
and that as an example to bequeth
what's reaped by fruit of my seed
underscore prep for but abhor war
and what's more personify peace
it ain't about kept scores nursed sores
whats the tribe, who's the chief
a fundament want and need
is to breathe purer air not despair hurt or grief
keep it cordail
don't trudge in the sludge that's primevil primordial
acknowledge the root
but don't rest the head where you won't place the boot
remain meek though that's not to say weak on the street
slung mud with young bloods kept sheets clean and wiped feet
who killed bambi?
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| ritesofpasage |
Date: Monday, 19/Oct/09, 7:13 PM | Message # 891 |
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DJs
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No time to wipe feet see my id says grimey
So in the stickiest of threads it's just me the rhyme fiend
See feeding on a blind deed calls to question the why indeed
Why I release truth from the root of my seed
I graze loose so we can chew the fat on the page two
Made my way through the maize too so every bar I drop
Just forgot how I clean up crop with the chop still just amaze you
I raise you my spaceship on a outer space trip
exploring the tip of galaxies as I cased it reminded
Me myself of the basements so just back to the basics
The elements are traces of sediments lost
Re-establishing my settlements and elevating laws
There's something to validating floss
so if I sit as the boss don't get it confused with who
Already paid the dues and cost on the cross
Though they may call us the gods
it's just the art of a man understanding how his talent can draw
Check out my melody faithfulness is the fidelity of my soundtrack to that of the heavenlies.....
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Tuesday, 20/Oct/09, 9:28 AM | Message # 892 |
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DJs
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Deep of the well no need to sell heaven nor hell
he who excels quells spells and lives life as their truth to tell
the why is to recognise the you in the I
polished reflections reflect sons so some can persue to the high
unity of the self unified in the wealth
universally bound by free thoughts equals health
from ground seed to dough kneeds
baked bread for the head and took hoes to the weeds
break bread to break fasts and share with whose there
fish with the wine fine that the fisherman ensnared
customs i'm accustomed nothing to declare crossed borders
propaganda only trusted if you trust the recorders
trust myself and deeds only
offer a hand to women or man an example that none shown me
always respect those who act on thier quest
if you've found your own truth then in truth you are blessed
i enjoy the chat but don't follow the flock
after the lamb bleet he washed his feet end of the day when he walked
who killed bambi?
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| ritesofpasage |
Date: Tuesday, 20/Oct/09, 1:04 PM | Message # 893 |
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DJs
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The problem is boss life's like the season it calls
Some time's it's heating and other times frost
To talk just about the only thing never lost
Since the days of the crawls trying to make our ways
Past the stalls the stutters one another and the walls
The you in the I has to be the bonds like the wombs to the moms
Or tomb to the gods it's hard to make room for the cause
When life's like rent due so you do like tupac do and you keep your head to the stars dreaming on the large it seems some don't break even even when they march cuz the system is thieving boots and bootlegging them then for the parts learning the game's an art so I work several mediums still no guarantees degrees except the faith I'm believing in
Check out my melody faithfulness is the fidelity of my soundtrack to that of the heavenlies.....
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Tuesday, 20/Oct/09, 2:37 PM | Message # 894 |
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DJs
Posts: 337
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Can't tell a man all he knows just ain't so
but reflect to understand that we can build just and grow
even siblings can't talk to quote fable
don't take much of a brain to see how Cain did Able
if fam is unstable then community weak
lend a hand to set tables so to sit round and speak
ain't much to eat
but much more to tell if dispelled all the beef
buy the tools work the soil
least when you tend your own crop smell the soup on the boil
what use the land lest you work it for self
connect all natures strands to increase the wealth
in projects and tower blocks
make roof gardens with window box
sound soft?
sounds better than hard when the glocks goin off
who killed bambi?
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| ritesofpasage |
Date: Saturday, 24/Oct/09, 9:40 AM | Message # 895 |
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DJs
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Trying to get the grade to set the stage......
regula..tions making it like getting the gauge......
the red tape get in the way caution the breaks.....
often it takes precaution to make no mistakes....
at the auction of fate only one shot at the vase....
some got at the gates like run from the gun.......
while some fall on their face like son you are done.....
in the months to come floods have become common place
so they raise the stakes jack up the price to pay the ways.....
so we fade away back to the tracks and the 808s
back to the net to hack up a life on the lay away.....
still dues due watch what the dudes do position crews
who trying to make or take it big then lose you.....
its cutthroat but if you choose to get your noose loose
You can perfect the notes on Olympic ropes and flew thru...
Stay juiced hydrated on the good news still shoes that need troops everyday annihilated is a good few only a good few
stay true to root of sound so there's many off frequencies that the radio route making it out based on the intuition
still behind enemy lines in my mind listen.....
Check out my melody faithfulness is the fidelity of my soundtrack to that of the heavenlies.....
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| AruNavi |
Date: Sunday, 25/Oct/09, 10:36 AM | Message # 896 |
Emcees
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Unlike these commercial acts I plan to go the distance
Not just a quick scam lasting for a conversational minute A quick instance a flashing bulb and their I'm out of there
Home run out the park making hip-hop take another fall into the bear Trap now your tied up and in the industry machines clutches cause you rushin
Just because it looks shiny and it comes with perks means nothing But somethin gotta grab a hold before your times up
And the MC that you want to be gets hammered down with nails tough luck Since nine I dreamed of saving my dear moms
She passed and I realized I got to live life for my own visions and said my so longs And fair wells to those who gave and ain't give me help
And just cause it don't sound complex don't mean it ain't somethin else Deep thought and meaning come with experience and understandin
And it took me a minute to realize that my take off and landing Was granted cause I was humble at some point even though it hurts
I am lookin for my reciept to hand back to the clerk
But then thinkin goin into this game was my choice got to make this work
my girl friend I am probably RHH4 asshole of the site lmao THE PUREST MC=ME ARU NAVI My brother=Menace Uncharted
My wife=Chinita the Beautiful
My rival=LaPen
My niggas=Eboyd Kiba Pen LaPen Lord Meth P Noble NtG Render 11thPlauge i woulda done rubber matches if i new u was gone bite Aru Navi/ AHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH i love this line how did i bite aru navi? just curious...
uz every verse he did in dat battle, he tried flipping my verse every single time...it was work n until i won lol but yea u basically tried 2 flip da 1st verse like him
Aru Navi says-"Cause I beez da shitz." West Coast King Style
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| ritesofpasage |
Date: Sunday, 25/Oct/09, 3:27 PM | Message # 897 |
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DJs
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Ode to hip hop watch as my lyrics grow old
can't stop the grey matter of those
who did the notes and holds the scrolls
now just watch as I compose the whole from the holes
so behold Magneto to drop so deep an amniocentesis of the fetal to diagnosis brain child's the most precocious evil genius on the needle so the hope just left to people to clear ear canals of doubt watch the child rites passage about historic wrongs through the songs taking it back hip hop to where it belong where the grandmaster flash the bomb and the delight of rappers happened to be trapped in the heart of the songs
back when the street poetry bond the world to the cause like cash rules everything around me laws pause take a moment for our history lost if hip hop's dead then embed it a cross invent it again i said it again invent it again cuz the poetry need the mic as the pen and the people need the light to defend onslaught of darkness time to stand up every single artist
Check out my melody faithfulness is the fidelity of my soundtrack to that of the heavenlies.....
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| YANHAP1 |
Date: Monday, 26/Oct/09, 3:56 PM | Message # 898 |
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DJs
Posts: 337
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when came the rains
upped peeps to new pastures outside the flood plains
no brains drained on paved lanes and storm drains
just horse tamed and dog trained
seeds,grain, fowl free, cattle unchained
maps of the night sky ingrained
tapped on the minds eye explained
as a GPS via stories told round fire to edu-tain
links in the chain sustained sustainence as deemed useful
proposely recorded in myths to teach with to pupils
pupils fixed focused this devised systems defined scrupulous
wonderous with which the miraculous wanderers pondered us
balanced with tricks puzzled how peice fits
stunned by the Sun Moon Wind Storm cloud thats Thunderous
could have blast them to bits bolt from the blue
possible and probable yet the links line through time to you
we, they who grew, endured and survived
recognise its a miracle just to open your eyes
least where i come from, what they know bout that?
still give thanks don't stay buried by verifiable facts
understand what's not probable remain openminded
a truth that compels peeps to embetterment
is of use to those who find it..
who killed bambi?
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| ritesofpasage |
Date: Tuesday, 27/Oct/09, 12:58 PM | Message # 899 |
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DJs
Posts: 222
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Reminded of a blinded path did the math
To retrace the maps taken back still taken a back
By a stab nights bled stories like ahab still fishing
the master portrayed that something underneath
Undeceased passion phoenix ashes surpasses
Icarus out to the limits of deliverance sunbathed
Omnipotent expansion send my light rays caged
To reverse the cancers advancing society's demands
And ransoms ultimatum the peace go to war with the beat
To release WWIII on the beast on track for frequency
Frequently bombast just to grab blacksmith's tools to harness the craft on task flow on that pitch sails to go on that
Hitch tales to have retail row on that
Check out my melody faithfulness is the fidelity of my soundtrack to that of the heavenlies.....
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| The Wiz |
Date: Tuesday, 27/Oct/09, 8:15 PM | Message # 900 |
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I inflicted a curse on my closest enemies,
and saw them drown in the lake as I sang this melody,
I went to my friends house and had a good time,
indulged in the marijuana smoke and flipped a few dimes,
then I went home and found out I was alone,
so I decided to smoke purple kush some more,
my parents came home and caught me doing so,
I can't believe that I had sunk this low,
so I made a run for it,
hijacked a car and did crazy ass shit,
the po-po were chasing me and a helicopter spotted me,
I knew that this was the very end for me
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