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  • Bad Habit
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    I lay awake at night with my eyes fixated
    My life's a bit naked as my picks patient
    holes in my sanity, it grows like inflamatory
    But who knows if I can control this frozen normality
    I suppose that it shows i'm not a peace upstairs
    If I could police what cares I ha for the relief that stares
    Down a tunnel with a light, not this funnel of my life
    Spiraling down as words we know someone'll never write
    'Cause who am I to you? Give me my identity
    Try defending me against my very own type of enemy
    Cold and relentless, guess who knows they're defenseless
    Senseless murder of a mind, death row as its sentence
    Burning through layers of memories like an open flame
    It's a hoping game for a mind to be back at home again

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  • Bad Habit
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    Wandering through narcotic nightmares my sight tears
    Vision impaired, I sleep and try to find refuge there
    Feel fear rising, feel the prickling of the hairs
    The Valley of Hinnom couldnít compare to my subconscious soul laid bare
    So scared, and staring back from the precipice
    Contesting that this doesnít exist, need to escape this mist
    Too weak to resist, the terror persists
    Pervading every sense, on waking it doesnít desist
    The inescapable brutality of the evils of humanity
    Reiterate the realisation that I lean toward insanity
    Fragments of self orbit reality, this canít be me
    Shards of emotion jarring actuality, wonít let me free
    Wonít leave me be, feel the tide tugging me out to sea
    As all else fails and I revert to my converted state of negativity

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  • Genesis
    The Prince

  • Genesis
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    Endless cycles of mental essences spiral through vortexes
    Next is higher plains, in pain because rest is
    To far beyond reach, bleach my color surface
    Draining my vital forces to leave me with out purpose
    Searches end in failure. I look only for things the truest
    Study the ancient writing, written by ancient Buddhist
    Who is to save souls, with power to come protect them?
    I take the purest white to form it into the spectrum
    But dare not look, for fearing that it could vanish
    To find my spirit and soul I scourer throughout the planets

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  • jayya
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    purpose

    after me nothing will exist as i know it
    from streets to stores, shores, and oceans
    no more focus, just darkness, if heaven doesn't exist
    and hell is the place where sleep, while you fean for kiss
    on the cheek, and a good night speech
    that's deep, so what's death the start of
    a better question is what are we part of

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  • Bad Habit
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    People constantly trying to convey to me their definition of a GANGSTER
    As if a GANGSTER has a set definition that MAKES HIM or BREAKS HIM
    It's like, you got to wear this, you got to listen to that, I think NOT
    I think it's about time that you forget every damn thing that you have been TAUGHT
    Can a GANGSTER sport cowboy boots and wear WRANGLERS? You say "NO!"
    Well, I'm going to "....put on my shit kickers, and kick some shit...." I'm a Redneck, you KNOW?
    I wasn't born in the projects, I was born in the COUNTRY
    Does that make me less of a GANGSTER than the next MC?
    Afterall, true gangsterism is no more than a MENTALITY
    Within a REALITY that ends up a tragic FATALITY

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  • Harmon
    ~I'm Shady~

  • Harmon
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    im mangled with this flow

    now you really wanna know, what get on harms bad side
    how these pigs just chill and catch speeders by
    fuck th marijuan policy, cause thats just dick dude
    the shit growns natural, so why cant i grow it to
    im more than pissed wit this egotistcle shit
    woman i got much love for you, and than aint ever change
    Even when eve fucked up, adam loved her enough so he always came
    im deeply rooted with my homie jesus
    and i dont got to tell you any of my failthful reasons
    so whatever you chose, and howeve you live
    never let any other person tell u how to raise a kid
    its insanity the way, children been raised
    i've seen nothing in my middle class ways
    all my rich dudes gettin cars at 16
    mother fucker i got a football, aind aint ever gonna regreat that scheme
    people dyin in other countries and im hatin that shit
    i'd give em half my bread just to keep hi kicken
    fuck bush, who he think he stickin
    shit dawg and kerry aint no good either
    if you wanted a real cat, tellin the truth, you'd have to hire harm, cause he always a real cat



    xanax bars do the trick, sip a frew beers, and puff on a mary stick
    blunted and bumpin, Gee-UNIT, gangsta aint that somethin
    We white crackaz doin what we think is cool
    some of my homies graduated other chose outta school
    me i couldnt take taht jail, so i purcahsed a GED
    now im college found and aint no cracka fuckin wit me
    im no cock sucker ladie you got me confused
    son of ghost is the one who love to teef and juice...

    you bitch as quuer

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  • Bishops
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    Through a world full of murderers & killings
    Why see most people who die of seeing billings.
    Ain't much ever happen except war & dying
    Sending little *****z to battle & seeing they're mothers crying.
    About as much stuff I say is usually gonna be spoken
    which in life itself, those suffering are poetically choking.
    As more and more come, the mind keeps going
    Which in my case, my mind keeps on flowing.......

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  • Bad Habit
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    And day by day this world gets worse
    Too many innocent people know the meaning of a hurst
    Shit is gettin' crazy
    Another Mrs. Daisy is pushing up Daisies
    Lying in a caskett six feet deep
    Rolled on by some bangers in a jeep
    Homicide, Sucide, and every body dies
    That is just the way it is in the South Side
    But something has got to change
    When I see five year olds already packing gats and forming gangs
    Slangin' cane, doing O.G. thangs
    And preteen underage girls already giving up the putang

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  • Bishops
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    Though life has contributed much, but pain has begun
    What kind of life is this to bring forth my future son.
    The rules of engagments is plenty for what I make
    Hopefully my son will look past the society & dodge my mistakes.
    Though all & all the laughter brought when you sing
    Lets hope planet earth is vital and lets see what it brings.
    Last edited by Bishops; 08-09-2004, 2:21 PM.

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  • StaRgaZer
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    Convert matter into dancing atom...
    with the energy of chi too intense to phathom.......
    out of the stratum of my tissue
    I travel to a constellation of deep green and blue......

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  • Lykin
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    This Earth has me smothered
    Dictating a life that's not suitable for my younger brother
    Look deep, but donít delay, get caught by the mesmerizing array
    Of bright red through the white shirt, keep you next to me till I kick dirtÖ

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  • Ryan McBain
    Killuminati Now

  • Ryan McBain
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    Flip through past scriptures to add to the lesson
    Learned too much, that's the disease that I'm catchin
    Sad song in the background fuels the desire to write with purpose
    Drowning in this world, but what would you expect in this circus?

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  • StaRgaZer
    started a topic Meditation.....

    Meditation.....

    To an inner mantra I laid and deeply meditated
    Gracefully transfered to a scene completely replicated
    from the pages of fairy worlds in my imagination
    Where time disengages and whims bring adultaion.................

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