15.MC4Sight 5-1 Vs 16.Unavailable 31-20

Discussion in 'The Rapmusic Storytelling/Topical League' started by Nebz, Oct 5, 2003.

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  1. Nebz

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    [size=1.5]9. You have just jumped off a skyscraper and you are plummeting towards the ground….-Kon

    Skewed blind, caught behind in a altering mind...
    Fostered in time, tryna decide where's next to go...
    Hexed and froze in a nothing near eloquent pose...
    Hell in his cove, dove under a high slumbering dose...
    Comatose nude with no clothes, no flower, no rose...
    etched in the sketch of his own dieing that grows..
    Goes out for a walk, sleep stalking on the wrong..
    road, wrong turn unconcerned, unknowing all along..
    Is this a dream, is this a song? read the dialect
    "let me pounce the path of death" out loud he said..
    stumbling forth, walking unsteady stepping his porch..
    sensing a force, pulling him towards a sin...
    drenching him in a thought of drama brainwashing..
    cautious now walking sidewalks unaware he's flaunting..
    haunting his closed eyes, trembling under disguise...
    ya average guy, awoken in a trance, an ordinary night..
    broken in his hands, unable to reach or grab stance..
    mental in a flash, dead in the head and all is black..
    pacing in the shadows of knack, darkness on his back...
    hacked off the block…towards a deep watery stress...
    bless the soul that swim the rivers of mind's finess...
    psychiatrist would die for this, man gone wild with...
    a tuck under the sheets...that's led him to the streets...
    a shoelace coma...untying knots with every corner...
    reaching a building...to one which he's a foreigner...
    pouring in the arches of the doors to the corridors..
    score and seven years in a moments horror full...
    fear...nightmare scaring the man of his own mystery...
    split seconds divided through his conniving history..
    slippery socks tick tock with the hands up stairs...
    climbing twenty stories more then he's ever read...
    blank stare straight now at an hourglass's edge...
    ledge though-what tells time is really a window...
    eye's closed look through the hollow dark...
    soles lace the embarked mission his sleep parts...
    one step-two-step-three step and on the forth...
    he fell a fierce fall, definite that it wasn't his porch..
    soar the air of the atmosphere his final breath..
    plunging from the scraper's end to a crashing death...
    god's destination implanted through an illusion..
    every dream has an end, with this one a conclusion...
    spewing in the fluent and stupid reasoning i bring...
    reasons within, as body reaches a cement binge...
    singe the meaning of which is their any at all...
    pummeling, fumbling...under an non-awoken fall....
    call it a message, call it a moral...
    but could it just be i'm demented in the coral...
    of the reef that feeds the life of all that lives...
    and bites the hand that feeds all it gives....[/size]
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