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Nightbreed

Nightbreed

Sicc OG
#1
Apr 24, 2003
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when i jumps out the window from puffin on indo too much i take the burnin dutch and throw it into space for the angels to take to the face and replace heaven with a bunch of smokers playing poker betting on human souls burning bowls of reefer for man to dig deeper into himself and find health and a little piece of mind rewind time and climb to the highest peaks seeking heaven in creeks of muddy water that leaks the future is so bleak i cant stand it goddamn it he planned it this way today is gone there's no tomorrow the sorrow that you borrowed will follow you and swallow you until you give up but what the fuck is stuck in my soul like a thorn in my side i tried but you lied to me tied the free agony around my neck like a noose duck duck goose i'm it knee deep in shit from the spit in your holy fountain mountain of pain insane but got to stay sane to play this game. then i hit the ground and died



















it is finished.
 
Cranky

Cranky

Sicc OG
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Apr 25, 2002
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"Them gangsta bitches love this, they jack off to it// I'm Spydermann bitch ass nigga I thought you knew it....."

Bumpin' that LBI......
 
MoonChild

MoonChild

Sicc OG
#3
Jul 6, 2002
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www.soundclick.com
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Here's my most recent one,,it aint even done yet but here goes..

The Facts Involved cause me Fiction Friction, Now My Back's against the wall cause my dick's in a Vixen, When Santy Clause offers Mary-Blitzen ta tha Sky so High wonder what'cha missin, See He's Got these tricks & A bag full of wishes, Do you know yourself, do you know what'cha missin'? Cause He'll Stray yo' Mind every chance that he's gettin' Cause We're Sick, Sick, Sick but please just listen, too tha other side of tha story fuck tha fame & tha Glory, Don't Know where too start, so I pray every morning...

somethin like that, but it's still way too premature..tight shit nightbreed, we should have a phone flow session
 
MoonChild

MoonChild

Sicc OG
#4
Jul 6, 2002
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A More complete verse..

THE BEGINING OF A CHAPTER DOESN'T BEGIN WITH
"AND THEY LIVED HAPILY EVER AFTER", FIRST COMES THE CAPTURE, THE WRATH OF THE RAPTURE, AS A PIECE OF MIND'S WHAT WER’E AFTER. TWISTING THROUGH 4 EVA' WE SAY WHAT EVA'S CLEVA', AVIOIDING OUR ENDEVOR, NUMBING THE PAIN OF THE SEVER, FROM DUST TO DUST OR FOREVER, NO MATTER WHAT EVER'S BETTER 'CAUSE OUR MOOD'S IN HEAVAN'S WEATHER. EMOTIONAL ROLLER-COASTER, BLISS IS THE COMATOSER, GOD OF THE OVER DOSER,PRODUCT OF THE LONER SOLAR. THESE DEEP THAUGHTS ALWAYS KREEP KNOTS & LEAVE BLOTS OF THESE JOTS,FOR THE BELIVE NOTS, QUESTION THE NUMBER OF DECIEVED SPOTS. A SPECK OF LIGHT IN THE DEEP SKY NIGHT, COMPREHEND WE TRY PEEP MY MIGHT, AS OUR ZONES CREEP TWILIGHT, THESE EARS BLEED MY BITE & SEE MY LIGHT, BACK 2 POINT A DECIEVED BY DAY. ROUND & ROUND WE GO, A COLLECTIVE HOLE IN OUR SOUL, MUCH GOES UNTOLD, TICKETS GO UNSOLD, 'CAUSE WERE ALL LOST IN A DARK CAVE SEARCHIN' FOR A FLAME LIT ABOUT 2000 YEARS AGO.....................


From Dilemma Dimentia-Lex Moon 2000
 
Nightbreed

Nightbreed

Sicc OG
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Apr 24, 2003
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Kansas City, MO
#5
keep postin people, so we hit 1000....maybe you'll win a prize for being the 1000th

^naw man, i can't flow. i suck, trust that. but i like yours....tyte shit.


i wonder if sypdermann's webs look like these when he's off that gin and o.e.
 
Nightbreed

Nightbreed

Sicc OG
#20
Apr 24, 2003
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open the book look for the crook who took the truth left us shook and ran; man's fall is all i see around me it wont let me be free in this penitentiary called reality; gravity keeps me down around town with the clowns and snakes who bake like fake cakes in hells oven; a dozen sinners watch them fry and try to escape the pain from insane mental stimulations; temptation and masturbation lead the nation to starvation facing this slavery on earth's plantation a peaceful demostration; becomes a violent protest prodeath for slowdeaths it flows best against the grain; in my brain is a migraine from the pain i inflict in vain into my viens; the rain comes down and drowns the sounds of the secrets i found; pounds of lies crushing me; tons of lives rushing me; to nowhere so where do i go in haste in this death race; to the end of time inside my mind behind the tombs you find in my eyes above the skies high why do i see nothing; something pushing me foward toward a goal in the rabbits hole where my soul hides from the crushing tides of life and strife; take this knife and make the cut for the slut that moans for more; filthy whore walk through the door and find yourself hidden in the lord; poured forth and mourn for the born scorned torn from the porn of sanctity; thanking me for nothing and wanting more pampering; handling gentle emotions and oceans of rage; like a malevolent god bound in a cage for ages; pages have been torn from the book; you shudder to look and are hooked by ignorance; which hinders us with no deliverance from the devils who are kin to us; friends to us; sins to us; it begins and ends with us; must we always be blind and binded by the sands of time; rhyme and no reason; holy treason for the changing seasons; legions of doom; to whom it may concern; i yearn for escape from the great play of fate on my dinner plate. can i have seconds, please? i'm still hungry.
 
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