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posted: 07-22-2002 07:34 PM |
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TaLi RodrigueZ
Top 5 Dead Or Alive !!
Registered: Sep 2000
Location: ATL/OHIO...Depends when you catch me..
Posts: 6175
Status: Offline
Interests:
Logically picking apart every aspect of your poorly constructed arguments...
Favorite Artist:
Pun
Favorite Quote:
Gimme a camera and a monkey suit and it's a done deal - Kasper
AOL: RaLi TodrigueZ
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Abylss vs. Sketch1ne
powering up...........................
Blyss like cattle with a sense of humor the laughing stock/
sketch blasting off, nuclear flow past one grasping cocks/
your spastic thought�s incoherent every line is irrelevant/
leave your cheeks puffy like monica withholding evidence/
you spit with impediments, �I want to master your form�/
impossible! like mom�s morning sickness after you�re born/
palm�s laced with nitroglycerine the way my fists sparkin/
leavin Blyss confused like blind lesbians in fish markets/
like chris walken, Blyss just plays the archangel of death/
quit mimicking me kid before my darts mangle your chest/
the spark strangles your breath, words cutting off air ways/
fuck fair play, ablyss get clubbed like golf balls in fairways/
Ablyss stands amazed, you marvel at every line I create/
glad this ain�t audio, he savin breaths to blow up his date/
blyss with no mental stamina callin nurses to bandage ya/
got you runnin faster than hippie draft dodgers to Canada/
words damage ya, receive black eyes from reading my text/
morticians like treasure hunters when retrieving your chest/
cause the impact of my rap scatter your parts across the globe/
thoughts couldn�t be on point with my darts across your lobe/
watch sketch unload as my mentals transform like grimlock/
steady spittin poisonous darts like I�m guzzling hemloch/
son i BEEN hot! 1ne spittin with infinite clips that are full/
while ablyss grasping a mic is useless, just like tits on a bull/
no punches pulled, preists on overtime hearin me confessin/
cause they think of your chest not X with that great depression/
__________________
AuDiOs...Edumacate Yourself!
Grendel's Ish'
CLICK HERE TO SEE A CRACKHEAD GET HIS ASS BEAT!!
Last edited by TaLi RodrigueZ on 07-28-2002 at 05:19 AM
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posted: 07-28-2002 05:24 AM |
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TaLi RodrigueZ
Top 5 Dead Or Alive !!
Registered: Sep 2000
Location: ATL/OHIO...Depends when you catch me..
Posts: 6175
Status: Offline
Interests:
Logically picking apart every aspect of your poorly constructed arguments...
Favorite Artist:
Pun
Favorite Quote:
Gimme a camera and a monkey suit and it's a done deal - Kasper
AOL: RaLi TodrigueZ
In My CD
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Sketch1ne vs. Verbal Hypothesis
I keep it grimey like dirty plumbers biting their nails/
cracker inviting for tail got hypothesis biting the rail/
your reciting has failed, spittin weak lines I kill those/
only time you make headlines is on corderoy pillows/
son you can�t do the math cryptic slang�s gauging ya/
verbal thought the little mermaid WORE an algebra/
1ne poundin ya, look at how bloody your gums get/
my punches got you hearin bells like pavlovs subjects/
better run quick, verbal a-mazed when this heat sparks/
teachers chalkin the pavement for you to get street smarts/
only time you�re a cut above the rest is when I�m scalpin/
knowin you couldn�t be fly if you was ghostface�s falcon
quit poutin! wanted to be dope like when I�m buckin my foes/
so he tried sniffin coke but the ice cubes stuck in his nose/
no luck witcha prose, ya grill like surfers who pound reefs/
missin, worn out like prostitute heels that pound streets/
factors compounding make you one with your surroundings/
like Nagasaki atomic victims as sketch spits astounding/
verbal�s shit is forced like jedi knights with constipation/
thinking those weak punches hit harder adding exclamation--/
points, son don�t you know that sketch can blast mics?!?!/
heard people called you a wit well at least they�re half right/
my grasp�s tight I blaze hypothesis with no intermission/
verbal blows like dildos made from C-4 with live ignitions/
I know you pissed, verbal throwin clothes like he pitchin a fit/
upset I grabbed the BLUNT title and ain�t relinquishin shit!!!/
__________________
AuDiOs...Edumacate Yourself!
Grendel's Ish'
CLICK HERE TO SEE A CRACKHEAD GET HIS ASS BEAT!!
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posted: 07-28-2002 05:26 AM |
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TaLi RodrigueZ
Top 5 Dead Or Alive !!
Registered: Sep 2000
Location: ATL/OHIO...Depends when you catch me..
Posts: 6175
Status: Offline
Interests:
Logically picking apart every aspect of your poorly constructed arguments...
Favorite Artist:
Pun
Favorite Quote:
Gimme a camera and a monkey suit and it's a done deal - Kasper
AOL: RaLi TodrigueZ
In My CD
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Bunch
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Concepts of Creation(Featuring Sketch1ne,!...MansA...!,VerbaL'EminencE-n-SKARBODY)
Sketch1ne...Creation of GOD
billions of years in the future planets from all parts
took part to combine breaking physical law's charts
dark arts from past ages to ascend to god's height
a power that had surpassed moses' rods might
with chips like interdimensional pentium fours
they could achieve thoughts to ascend with the Lord
as all of this occurred they marveled at intelligence
proud of machinery that was crafted in excellence
God stood around them as they honed the plan
He remained calm back when they cloned a man
but this took the cake and an anger raced there
rage in a diety that was great enough to replace care
"Now Face Fear!" and the universe drew in on itself
utter silence was acheived with one sentences help
but that was a split second before a deafening roar
was let loose as stars were collapsed from the core
planets soon shattered evacuation was almost lost
but it seems one ship had escaped this holocaust
as the destruction ended as quick as it began
this lone man pressed ignition for the genesis plan
he became a god himself throwing stars in the night
the alpha and omega of it all saying let there be light
a God had birthed a God as was done before him
but could He break the cycle making His kids adore Him
__________________
AuDiOs...Edumacate Yourself!
Grendel's Ish'
CLICK HERE TO SEE A CRACKHEAD GET HIS ASS BEAT!!
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posted: 07-28-2002 05:30 AM |
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TaLi RodrigueZ
Top 5 Dead Or Alive !!
Registered: Sep 2000
Location: ATL/OHIO...Depends when you catch me..
Posts: 6175
Status: Offline
Interests:
Logically picking apart every aspect of your poorly constructed arguments...
Favorite Artist:
Pun
Favorite Quote:
Gimme a camera and a monkey suit and it's a done deal - Kasper
AOL: RaLi TodrigueZ
In My CD
A
Bunch
Of
Instru
Mentals
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Become one with the land
"Become One With Land"--Feat Sketch1ne & ILLFated
Become One With the Land....A Yahoo Cypher Production:....
In the wilderness we travel along a beaten trail, amongst the vegitation seems my sole's been beaten well, shoes made from the pelts of woodland creatures, and my walking staff made of oak my cloak waterproof like beavers, auditory recievers accute to take in the habitat, searching for the foundation of mages but don't know where the first was at, where homes are hollowed trees and cold air aches like hollowed knees, amongst the essence of gaia as illfated follows me, we travel on past babble-on where cattle roam, paved runways speaking of gunplay with saddles on,
I've Got Bearclaw Sandals On, Hair Rugged like The Broken Flesh of Deers That The Wolves Seem To Feed Upon, My face Dirty, Nails grimy, Back Strong Like a Vagabond, I Stand Upon The Tree Stumps of Broken Forrest Life, To Gaze at the Solitude of Calmness, I Stand In Front Of Animals So Vicious--Yet My Apperance Makes they Palms Sweat, I Call Sketch, Who's Scanning Our Sector in Sections, I Stop Inhale--The Animalistic Defecation an PineScent as I See My Reflection, I Reach in the River, In Hope for Selection of Fish Or Algae, Piranah or Fish Seeds, It's Risky To Live In This Wilderness, I Than Catch a Glimpse in the Midst--It's a Outline of Something Slumber, Sketch Calls In Search Of a Catch For the Supper
so the hunt is on the end of the eighth month is gone, soon it will be cold like winters in saSKETCHewan, control your breathing patterns my heart beats in time with the prey, matching footsteps making sure it doesn't slpi away, beads of sweat mount rolling down they flow, reach back towards my satchel hands find my bow, still chasing jumping fallen pine past squirrels feeding, stomachs grumble so energy's not depleting, son it's time for feeding reach back again watch my arrow quiver, draw back release the bow watch as the deathblow is delivered,
Skinning This Animal With Jagged Scissors, Left 8 Years Ago From Camping Visitors, over an Open Fire I Tear a Limb, As Sketch Watches My Teeth Connect in Flesh, Resembling Words Writting in Hebrew, I Punture Holes So Savage, Leaving the Carcass Practically See Thru, I Peek Through the Corner of My Eye to See a Fawn, I get Up and Proceed to Prey Upon, Reaching For My Next Step, Hoping Not to Leave a Trace of Death or a Trace a Breath, I Brace My Chest On Exhaling as the Wind in the Midst Cracks, No Scent...My Essence is that of Mud and Sap, I Scrunge My Sack for a Rock made Spear, I Reach Back, Puncturing the Jugular of this Young Yet Feeble Deer, I Inhale the Breath Coming from the Hole, So that This Young Will Not Squeal, We Feed, and I Let Out.."Sketch Prepare For the Winter", For the Frozen Tundra is Near...
we sit arms stretched over the evenings firelight, the meat is smoked and preserved for higher flight, our ascent past the tundra where no vegitation thrives, into the mountainous regions known to consume men alive, we hike as my oak staff now shows the wear of harsh journeys, and still protect my eyes for reflections from the sun could burn me, i've learned the ways of this region studyed in this realm for solitude, away from the constant pressures from the multitudes, of those lost pain wrought upon nature's battle field, give praise to any prey's sacrifice for becoming our next meal,
Trained On Rugged Terrain, Learned How to Tuck In Remains, Only Keeping Fat and Grissle To Ease Our Hunger and Pain, We Sip the Ferverant Rain as it Collects in Earthly Puddles, Using Holes Mad From Handmade Shovels, To Make Bin Laden Type Tunnels, Hiding away In a The Earth Like Samuel In Cavemans Valentine,Never Wasting Time,Always Making Improvements, Just Incase We Need Extras Means For the Movement, We Work For Hours Grunting so Ruthless, Storing Pounds of Flesh In Our Stomach Deposits,--It's Proven, We Stay Moving Preying On Bears Away for Hibernation, Cutting Out Teeth and Nails For Weapons, Sketch Clutching His Staff and Walking To What Seems the Realms of Earth, He Looks Down the Mountain, Crouching, Speaking Wisdom, Replying "Young BearFoot, Don't Walk Barefoot, For the Winter Might Consume Us", Sitting in A Stance of a Buddah, I Listen To His Faint Words That He Whispers....
young one my last teaching will be givin with my last breath, forever enjoy each moment you never know when you'll reach your last test, amongst the vastness and focusing on one star's light, you lose the perception that the whole sky shines bright, follow the north star when sister harriet ran home, use medicine but not the same mad scientists used to make clones, with this in hand your journey is now solely up to you, young bearfoot be wary of the silver tongues that come for you, telling tales of riches and lands and material things you don't need, how much land does a man need to work so his family feeds?, exactly you knew the answer before i said it, take the teachings i have given along with my staff and don't forget it,
Master How Can You Leave Me in Such a State?..........
Scene Fades Out.....
__________________
AuDiOs...Edumacate Yourself!
Grendel's Ish'
CLICK HERE TO SEE A CRACKHEAD GET HIS ASS BEAT!!
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posted: 07-28-2002 05:32 AM |
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TaLi RodrigueZ
Top 5 Dead Or Alive !!
Registered: Sep 2000
Location: ATL/OHIO...Depends when you catch me..
Posts: 6175
Status: Offline
Interests:
Logically picking apart every aspect of your poorly constructed arguments...
Favorite Artist:
Pun
Favorite Quote:
Gimme a camera and a monkey suit and it's a done deal - Kasper
AOL: RaLi TodrigueZ
In My CD
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Bunch
Of
Instru
Mentals
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why are you ill? f/ Ablyss7
[[..::sketch1ne::..]]
state hard that we the illest while you debate stars
sketch spit better than globe theatre poetry by late bards
keep killa prose filla clones attempt to steal the flows
seal the flows amongst infinity gems where realness grows
the impact of deadly developed lines with ablyss seven
sends you to hell after acheivin heights to kiss heaven
march from here to armageddon lines spark and wettin
fists toss organs as if it were death and darkness' weddin
paranoia sets in decimate anyone in our circumfrence
ablyss and 1ne releasin plenty bombs for your nonsense
killin em son love to gaze at bright mushroom clouds
step to a mic and instantly ignite a hushed rooms doubt
they live now we spy how heads wanna follow stances
but like chronic gamblers puttin the bank on hollow chances
you kids should have known better like blown leathers
theres holes in your theories of awkwardly thrown letters
__________________
AuDiOs...Edumacate Yourself!
Grendel's Ish'
CLICK HERE TO SEE A CRACKHEAD GET HIS ASS BEAT!!
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posted: 01-20-2003 05:19 AM |
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