zoned
22-04-2007, 01:12
sorry i'm just bored and posting some of my old stuff :oh
Scientific Power Is The Thing Earth Needs
It was SPITTEN..spillin out the liquidic floww!!!
sckillz...
yo i grew up floatin over the bunsen burner
swervin off the path of life like a drunken learner
i was advised to form rhymes together like compounds
release elements of flows to speed growth on all grounds
photosynthesise a whole field of live mics
then kick rhymes on the moon to confuse the earths tides
now decipher the literature with both red eyes
jumpin in n out of battle ciphers like a smoked jedi
lend a shoulder to the tears of hip-hop my pen cries
its a shame i need to break buds to keep my head high
all real thugs please step up to grab a knife or a gun
man i dont see the point of violence so ur weapon is blunt
but ima prove i crack the plan that i withstand
flows tighter dan virgin pussy fulla 3 d**ks maaan
forgettin the game ur playin has a 2 player rule
cus after u done playin it turns around to play you
see it was SPITTEN on like the thoughts of Gallileio
grippin guns is now a rhettorical move in the ghetto
cus its all about makin a statement that u a gangster
actin heavy and solid preventin moves like an anchor
but i let float my brain and spread my rhyme guidance
direct lost souls to hip-hop wit my mic appliance
but in the school lab the teachers screamin at me "silence"
so i finally dropped outta science...to drop science...WORD!!
proph....(zoned)
My goal to seek the truth holds the heat for suits
No peace cos no country wants to meet the truce
They give a piece to troops
Dieing nations forced to leave their roots
I hurl the cages filled with a swirl of rages
A pearl on stages won’t put shine on the world for ages
My mind whirled with grazes, glazes at the faces
That make this a fact of racist
I wrap the wasted times into a verse
And preach defeat to the rotten entities lined in with the earth
Fakes sayin they been shot but the slug was beef in the dirt
Pussies that could put to shame the crease in a skirt
Coming from the underground attackin the surface
With the purpose of sendin these clowns back to the circus
I could easily create the instructions for creating destruction
But then I’ll be raging to instruct guns into the distrust ones
Like a 69 this is knowledge spreading hard
Kids actin ghetto but splashing parent’s credit cards
I don’t glorify violence but I credit scars
I’ve said it barred with fluid flow that could wet in mars
Summon Prophecy Into The Terror Enraged Nights
It was Spitten...Spillin out the knowledge on flow!!
Scientific Power Is The Thing Earth Needs
It was SPITTEN..spillin out the liquidic floww!!!
sckillz...
yo i grew up floatin over the bunsen burner
swervin off the path of life like a drunken learner
i was advised to form rhymes together like compounds
release elements of flows to speed growth on all grounds
photosynthesise a whole field of live mics
then kick rhymes on the moon to confuse the earths tides
now decipher the literature with both red eyes
jumpin in n out of battle ciphers like a smoked jedi
lend a shoulder to the tears of hip-hop my pen cries
its a shame i need to break buds to keep my head high
all real thugs please step up to grab a knife or a gun
man i dont see the point of violence so ur weapon is blunt
but ima prove i crack the plan that i withstand
flows tighter dan virgin pussy fulla 3 d**ks maaan
forgettin the game ur playin has a 2 player rule
cus after u done playin it turns around to play you
see it was SPITTEN on like the thoughts of Gallileio
grippin guns is now a rhettorical move in the ghetto
cus its all about makin a statement that u a gangster
actin heavy and solid preventin moves like an anchor
but i let float my brain and spread my rhyme guidance
direct lost souls to hip-hop wit my mic appliance
but in the school lab the teachers screamin at me "silence"
so i finally dropped outta science...to drop science...WORD!!
proph....(zoned)
My goal to seek the truth holds the heat for suits
No peace cos no country wants to meet the truce
They give a piece to troops
Dieing nations forced to leave their roots
I hurl the cages filled with a swirl of rages
A pearl on stages won’t put shine on the world for ages
My mind whirled with grazes, glazes at the faces
That make this a fact of racist
I wrap the wasted times into a verse
And preach defeat to the rotten entities lined in with the earth
Fakes sayin they been shot but the slug was beef in the dirt
Pussies that could put to shame the crease in a skirt
Coming from the underground attackin the surface
With the purpose of sendin these clowns back to the circus
I could easily create the instructions for creating destruction
But then I’ll be raging to instruct guns into the distrust ones
Like a 69 this is knowledge spreading hard
Kids actin ghetto but splashing parent’s credit cards
I don’t glorify violence but I credit scars
I’ve said it barred with fluid flow that could wet in mars
Summon Prophecy Into The Terror Enraged Nights
It was Spitten...Spillin out the knowledge on flow!!