.Blacklisted

Nice, nice..dun get too personal aight...

Eva'' heard dis??



You better watch what the f**k flies outta ya mouth
Or I'ma hijack a plane and fly it into your house
Burn your apartment with your family tied to the couch
And slit your throat, so when you scream, only blood comes out
I doubt that there could ever be...a more wicked MC
'Cuz AIDs infested child molesters aren't sicker than me
I see the world for what it is, beyond the white and the black
The way the government downplays historical facts
'Cuz the United States sponsored the rise of the 3rd Reich
Just like the CIA trained terrorists to the fight
Build bombs and sneak box cutters onto a flight
When I was a child, the Devil himself bought me a mic
But I refused the offer, 'cuz God sent me to strike
With skills unused like fallopian tubes on a dyke
My words'll expose George Bush and Bin Laden
As two separate parts of the same seven headed dragon
And you can't fathom the truth, so you don't hear me
You think illuminati's just a fuckin conspiracy theory?
That's why Conservative racists are all runnin' s**t
And your phone is tapped by the Federal Government
So I'm jammin' frequencies in ya brain when you speak to me
Techniques will rip a rapper to pieces indecently
Pack weapons illegally, because I'm never hesitant
Sniper scoping a commission controllin the president

I hacked the Pentagon for self-incriminating evidence
Of Republican manufactured white powder pestilence
Marines Corps. flat (?) vest, with the guns and ammo
Spittin' bars like a demon stuck inside a piano
Turn a Sambo into a soldier with just one line
Now here's the truth about the system that'll f**k up your mind
They gave Al Queda 6 billion dollars in 1989 to 1992
And now the last chapters of Revelations are coming true
And I know a lot of people find it hard to swallow this
Because subliminal bigotry makes you hate my politics
But you act like America wouldn't destroy two buildings
In a country that was sponsoring bombs dropped on our children
I was watching the Towers, and though I wasn't the closest
I saw them crumble to the Earth like they was full of explosives
And they thought nobody noticed the news report that they did
About the bombs planted on the George Washington bridge
Four Non-Arabs arrested during the emergency
And then it disappeared from the news permanently
They dubbed a tape of Osama, and they said it was proof
"Jealous of our freedom," I can't believe you bought that excuse
Rockin a motherfucking flag don't make you a hero
Word to Ground Zero
The Devil crept into Heaven, God overslept on the 7th
The New World Order was born on September 11

And just so Conservatives don't take it to heart
I don't think Bush did it, 'cuz he isn't that smart
He's just a stupid puppet taking orders on his cell phone
From the same people that sabotaged Senator Wellstone
The military industry got it poppin' and lockin'
Looking for a way to justify the Wolfowitz Doctrine
And as a matter of fact, Rumsfeld, now that I think back
Without 9/11, you couldn't have a war in Iraq
Or a Defense budget of world conquest proportions
Kill freedom of speech and revoke the right to abortions
Tax cut extortion, a blessing to the wealthy and wicked
But you still have to answer to the Armageddon you scripted
And Dick Cheney, you fuckin leech, tell them your plans
About building your pipelines through Afghanistan
And how Israeli troops trained the Taliban in Pakistan
You might have some house niggaz fooled, but I understand
Colonialism is sponsored by corporations
That's why Halliburton gets paid to rebuild nations
Tell me the truth, I don't scare into paralysis
I know the CIA saw Bin Laden on dialysis
In '98 when he was Top Ten for the FBI
Government ties is really why the Government lies
Read it yourself instead of asking the Government why
'Cuz then the Cause of Death will cause the propaganda to die..

Recon

A free for all? AI might join in.

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A random poem i jus wrote...

My Poem of My undying Pain...

I lie awake in my bed
Thinking about all the s**t I ever said
And all the s**t that was said to me as well
I’m struggling through life
And it ain’t that hard to tell
I lie awake way past midnight, as I can’t sleep
Too many questions pop up as I lay awake in my bed
Thinking bout what to do, and what was said
Thinking bout where to go
And thinking bout where to go, and what say next
I’m a plain dude you see, no bolder than text
But as far as my life turns out,
I’m thinking it’s a hex
Nothing fucking goes rite
All this s**t hurtin my head
Al this bullshit got me wishin I could taste cold lead
Cant sleep tonight, neither the night before
Thinking bout my life and how I spend my days I a bore
Doze off whenever got nothing to do
People say I’m ignorant
They callin me a Foo’
But this s**t is way beyond my reach
Its only to God that now I preach
Every day n nite,
Wishin for things to go right
Times like this, wish I had mah bro,
We tite…
Were…actually
Till he had to move away…
Had to save my stories for another day
Till the day he comes back, so I can tell him my woes
But only for him to go back again
But of all the places I could’ve been
I had to be here
At home
Taking all this s**t in
It’s a mothafuckin war that I gottta sit in
I try to tell friends, but don’t think they’ll care to be listenin
I gotta get out
I gotta break free
I’ve seen the worst things a child could ever see…
Right about now, I sit up in my bed
Still thinking of some of the stuff I wish I hadn’t said
But what’s done is done, and can’t be reversed
My life was being lived like a stage actor without having his lined being rehearsed
I look out the window
Peer out into the sky
Right bout now, wishin I could die…
Reminiscing bout the times I dreamt I could fly
Fly high, way up in the sky
With the birds…
Fly south I would with those great flocks,
or herds…
Now only one wish still laid in my mind
As I looked out into the night sky,
I wish all bitches would die
Die for trying to strip guys like me for their self pride
But my wishes never come true
Never did
Never do
Maybe, if I was back in the medieval ages, I could be hung
But right bout now, me knows that me gon die young
I know now, I’m never gonna lead a normal life…
Never gonna have kids…never gonna have a wife…
I wish I could die
If living and breathing was a crime,
Then I guess it was a crime I did…

Guilty as ever…Sorry in advance to the ones I love, cuz I wont be there forever….



Also, i forgot to mention that the other rap i had posted above ws not written by me..i was just curious to noe if anyone heard of it. ts a song by 'Immortal Technique' called 'The Cause of Death'. I skipped posting the chorus for it...but if ya wanna download it...its from his album caled 'Revolutionary: Vol2'

Joot

Strife, you got some skills. I read the Ain't worth one, I was lmao. You kinda inspired me, I read that then I wrote Me, the first thing I entered in this topic.

.Blacklisted

Lolity...
Gald to be of help

Buh ur skills surpass mine...no doubt

.Blacklisted

My latest



List of things I’ve Lost

Lost my Best friend to distant ties
Lost my Bird to the open skies
Lost My Angel to the wings of fate
A part of me consumed in hate,
Because
I Lost my ‘dad’ to a whore of a b***h
And lost my Mind in all this shitt.

Akatsuki_Encore

That was incredibly short, but quite enjoyable; I must say that you have skills.

.Twitch in Stereo

.. lol. I might as well take a stab at this, but in a more comedic angle. I've got nothing else to do, especially since my pants aren't around my ankles. ;]

Making rhymes about mundane things, straight from the corrupted mind of the corrupted soul. Mundane means common, of lower-class, like my ruined Warrior Within; I need to fill that hole.

What have I done with my life? I spend most of my time using my wit to prod at the less fortunate, yet I could be applying it to something more important. Something that doesn't involve blowing time with you insubordinates.

There needs to be another Renaissance; rebirth of knowledge and learning. It seems all people take stabs at earning now are ultimately worthless social standings, waiting for others to breathe worth into them through help-handing.

Ruled by an era of apathy and shame. No shame on me, though; I'll find my place in the world, high above everyone else on a mountain made of the pro-abortion girls, with their aborted fetuses using the pages of a brand-spanking new bible to furl their defenseless would-be children in.

That, children, is a tongue-lashing of the sorts; picking apart your emotionally insecure fort you call social groups. Pick a broader spectrum; become an atheist, or just consider yourself "religious" with no particular stand-point in the entire race. I say race, because I hear of people wanting to go to that special place in the sky.

No, I don't mean that old sitcom that's probably still on T.V., I was talking about heaven, with that almighty cloud-enshrouded deity. There's no need to turn this into another religion debating, though; I'm just saying things how I see them through my jaded mind.

So what's the lesson learned today? Your raps can be about nothing in particular, but don't let the weak rhymes get in your message's way. Let it hang out like it's your birthday; tickle your pickle with the icing of your cake, or even take a break from this tense world and stroll along the lake, kicking rocks and dead fish moving at anti-break-neck speed.

Speed? I suppose we can talk about drugs, for the sake of all of our members stricken with pure inebriation. That's the basis of this nation, and probably the people who think up the shows on your favorite television station.

Seriously, One Piece didn't come along through sobriety, and shows like FLCL are obviously influenced by rat poison-soaked weed. It's true, all true, and you'll see what I mean if you get involved in such things, running into the dealers that lace their leaves with something other than what you gave them twenty dollars for.

I've experienced it first-hand, and although that isn't good for you, I've got to say it was one of the most enjoyables experiences I've had, to tell the truth.

Sitting in a make-shift biodome, in the shape of my friend's car, breathing in more smoke than the oxygen, by far.

I should have died that night, laying at the bottom of the seat in a puddle of my own puke, carefully eyeing the pieces of meat that I hadn't digested the entire week.

That's the kind of things those things will do to you, so to continue being sober and walking a straight line, I suggest listening to Postal Service from time to time; the lyrics and needle-like beat will throw your mind into that endless pit we call a 'natural high' ..

.. which doesn't even exist.

Punxx

Randomness to the extreme. I like the originality of it, you really don't see things like that everyday. Some of the rhymes were a bit loose but I liked it overall. Lots of those lines were very good, lmao @ "and shows like FLCL are obviously influenced by rat poison-soaked weed" ... so many other funny ones.

Good job Twitch.

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Hubba wha¿

I mean, good one.
LOL,

I think you just beat all of the ones here combined.
But lets not get into all that. Spoke a piece of ur mind you did...(?)

.Twitch in Stereo

There are some messages about what I think about people in there, I suppose.

Joot

.Blacklisted

Lawlity. Nice one. But I don't think this will help make any difference in stupidity on the board.

Joot

I know, what for comic relief for my self, I was bored.

Akatsuki_Encore

Alter, that was amazing. Stunning. Absolutely hilarious, your n00b verse was so 9/10.