Lets Be Real...

Discussion in 'Cypher' started by Maskil, Jun 27, 2013.

  1. Maskil

    Maskil Last Gunslinger of End-World

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    I dont want to brag but then I couldnt be a rapper/
    so I gotta spit slicker then comb overs Dan Dapper'd/
    I was born a bastard, hard headed and ran after/
    live fast and die young, Im sure I can do it faster/
    I spent my early youth gettin mad and punchin plaster/
    my conscience hated me because my stomach was my master/
    I ask the/ universe "how come your black holes attract me?"/
    I was never a good fit just like OCD and acne/
    lusted after Velma never cared to much for Daphne/
    lived that geek life as much as the projects would allow me/
    I still spoke my mind with disregard to how it sounded/
    stood up for myself cuz there was no other way around it/
    Cuz see, where im from theres no runnin from the reaper/
    cuz even the middle schoolers carried blades in trapperkeepers/
    skipped class and snapped at teachers, smoked weed and carried beepers/
    jumped nerds and stole their Filas, gettin drunk behind the bleachers/
    But then I got older and said to hell wit nonbelievers/
    got high inside my room and bumped Nirvana out my speakers/
    thinking about tomorrow and let my middle finger linger/
    yeah....I dont want to brag, but then I couldnt be a rapper/
    But I will keep it real and live life like theres no after.
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  2. Maskil

    Maskil Last Gunslinger of End-World

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  3. Maskil

    Maskil Last Gunslinger of End-World

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    This is the heart of the heart of matters of darkness/
    they build the war machine and let you parallel park it/
    side walk slam the innocence while drinkin sparks/
    sell da hole in ya soul for wholesale on da market/
    da children are marchin, the vultures in their towers and their watchin/
    pickin off da dead upon spottin them/
    designin new trends so they an tread upon da populus/
    and sell it to da masses so they fund their own apocalypse/
    put ya fist up because they hidin in ya pockets just to infiltrate ya mind via ear and eye sockets/
    everything is not black and white, there are gray areas/
    you can live life or you an live vicariously/
    ima be the first to say the media are terrorist, the presidents a scapegoat, the world no longer scared of US/
    the world is only scared of you, the new Rome is burnin now, da flame are red, white and blue/
    yes they meant to frighten you, I know they said different/
    they said it's just a point of view and matter of opinion/
    they keep you in the "loop" so you dont have to pay attention
    and invite you to da party called da "fuck your rights convention"
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  4. Maskil

    Maskil Last Gunslinger of End-World

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    I traveled to the edge of the cosmos in a cadillac/
    Im always lookin forward so theres no diamond in da back/
    see, I escaped from the world when i realized it's a trap/
    so I was able to drop da burdens before my spinal cord snapped/
    and it's true what they say about the universe expanding/
    how stars are dead but shining because this life is too demanding/
    And im left, not standin but floatin in an ocean of understanding/
    I've seen suns born, and inhaled nebulae, confronted false gods
    that made men believe in lies/ I've met God/, he's cool, a real stand up guy/
    He just thinks we're too needy, we whine too much and we're so greedy/
    but shit what cha gonna do, cuz hey, me too....see ya later
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  5. SickPup

    SickPup Pup

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    Yo love ya flow, the skills you got is crazy. Keep it up respect.
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  6. Maskil

    Maskil Last Gunslinger of End-World

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    Young man, hard headed, cold blooded, tar baby,/
    cuz im harder then my dick when it's concealed inside my lady/
    many people call me crazy, I was raised to be a savior/
    til da system tried to fuckin bring me down like elevators/
    honestly...THEY WERE TRYNA DROWN A FUCKIN ALLIGATOR!/
    the impression that shit left was deeper then a giant crator/and
    they are my creators they created their demise, infiltrating and im takin this battle over the line/
    so what if Im not winning, just give me a little time/
    I'll go back to the beginning for their primordial slime/
    spit in that shit and climb, inside of the soup and hide/
    and wait til im good and high from da fumes and then yell surprise/
    when this monkey just goes bananas, the reason for apes to rise/
    you call these some heavy bars, i call em' some dope lines/
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  7. Maskil

    Maskil Last Gunslinger of End-World

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    I put my thumb in the wind, just to find a fast window/
    blurred yellow lines take me where ever the wind blow/
    I then go, on a vision quest to begin slow, strolls down da roads
    that my soul hold within...
    In strange lands hopin that I know a friend/
    so far, just a dive bar with no ends/
    drunk off my skin, from white guilt by white men/
    good first impressions, ideals get questioned/
    school house rock of hard knock's life lessons/
    rely on ya presence, value da peasants,
    keep ya eyes open while you counting all ya blessins/
    eat, drink and be serious about ya seconds/
    stay in ya lane, and remain within ya methods.
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  8. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Guess we all destine to fail
    feel like i slip fell right into hell
    seeing visions of my niggas in prison
    left or right not an easy decision
    good or bad happy sad intuition
    remember smiling on christmas it's different
    baptist not christian the f.b.i fishin'
    it's evident that my henchmen heaven sent
    not the one to watch movies because it influence
    not mention the beats and the music drains your endurance
    wish malcolm x could teach me the ropes.
    wish huey newton was president only the desolate vote
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  9. mr.redeyez

    mr.redeyez Member

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    Temptation
    bring the, righteous man down
    money,women, power
    from the concrete grew a flower
    will lynch wrote the bible
    ghetto prophets are feeble
    worship the all seeing idol
    wish i could wade with the slaves
    feeling their pain for a day,
    would wipe contentedness away
    so sad we got to be brave,
    it's hard to behave, with a drum on the k
    rounds penetrate the body his soul lost
    when will the fight end? when we get rid of the white skin
    too blind to understand the black man under attack
    i watch my homies sell crack, the others shot in the back
    i was color blind to the crime black killin' black
    we all use to lack, but nobody watch they back till we under attack..................
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