An Oldie but Goodie - Elite Presents Prodigal Son

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  1. Insanevillian

    Insanevillian STILL in CHARGE

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    This was originally written in 2003 in an Rstl title match over Author Nyse who was 12-0 at the time ns later convicted of biting his verses...

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    Prodigal Son


    Part I: Prison

    Throughout my lifes history, ive dwelled in constant misery...
    If i stabbed my sorrow on paper u would see my pencil bleed...
    Envision me, a broken man trained to fight for a nation...
    I strained in tight situations working with fodd in light meager rations...
    The enemy gave us eager patients for us to put under the knife...
    It's no wonder that strife in the world made many blunder their lives...
    Dodgin gunners with rifles, machine guns and hand grenades...
    If we survived this escapade our leaders told us we had it made...
    But in a raid i was caught pants down with a whore kissing her...
    Before i stuck my dick in her i was caught up, a prisoner...
    Let me mention her brains were smeared on the walls like lipstick...
    The dipshit that killed her held her skull n asked me,"where should i ship it?...
    I never attempted to run, their army took me away silently...
    In their chambers they quietly tortured me for info, I stood defiantly...
    Violently they shocked me, electricity could leave incissions...
    On my soul, i gave up and we lost the war on my submission...

    Part II: Fate

    Now a free man i still remember when my bladder cried my fears...
    But no one understood, i was an outcast denied by peers...
    I try to hide my tears when i see my own family spit on me...
    Peeps kicked me, shit on me, even gays were allowed to hit on me...
    I bitterly moved to the outskirts, in the neck of the woods...
    Forced to live alienated, surrounded by p.eckerwoods...
    Them fuckers would leave me alone, cuz i stayed disguised 4 awhile...
    But fate eventually found me, masked by the eyes of a child...
    I was in denial when i saw this kid, eyes burstin' like hydrants...
    This boy looks like me! on a hunting trip i stumble and find this?...
    I lied this kid over my shoulder, his tears still runnin like boulders...
    He spoke," I should kill myself now if it looks like this when im older"...
    I never recieved a colder blow, "What u Expect Me To Do?"...
    The kid stared," I just want people to finally respect me u fool...
    Accept my help, I hold the key to the door of our salvation...
    However, murder n' deceit is our sacrifice to rule all nations"...
    Through this temptation, i became the kids partner on all levels...
    And this my friend, is how a man sold his soul to the devil...

    Part III: Armageddon

    Revenge was on my mind, in my body any syringe i could find...
    With my partner by my side, even my people cringed from our crimes...
    Cuz i singed our enemies, I quickly grew into power...
    I spoke with authority, i finally lost the label as coward...
    Showering the world with hatred, everyone stacked up on me...
    Vengeance was mine, God's children couldn't lay an attack upon me...
    But the chains of guilt was on me, I thought why slaughter?...
    Is it my right to kill someone because their not my daughter?...
    The world tottered on the brink of everlasting destruction...
    This function occuring cuz of my own life's disruption...
    On my assumption my partner began to cry a weeping fit...
    "You Cant Stop Now Bastard!! Your Souls Lost, Your Too Deep in It!"...
    The war i couldnt keep from happening but of course i had a plan...
    To distort our battle plans, cuz now in my life i had a man...
    The hands of God touched me, a fact many might have found odd...
    I lost the war and my life, but i, Adolf Hitler, Found God...

    Now Im in Heaven And Armageddon Is Put off For another Millenium...

    Amen...​
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  2. Chase Murda

    Chase Murda hostile enviroment

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    old classic yes sir
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  3. nO gOoD!

    nO gOoD! Life Music :: Press Play

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    dude that is sick
    very well written
    Biotch! You wish you had a phone like mine...
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  4. Coup d'état

    Coup d'état Don't believe the hype

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    nice twist at the end...didn't see it coming.
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  5. dsp2k5

    dsp2k5 Dime Sack Pimp

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    very vivid and detailed ... nice ending also
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  6. K0mPleX

    K0mPleX New Member

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    Well written. Quite the vivid imagination. Loved how each line went into the next. Solid piece. There is nothing that can be taken away from this. I am sure that you are as happy about this piece as you were in 2003. No change could be made to improve this. Thanks for sharing.
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