online battles

me:
work with the polars, pushes and pulls, attentive attractions, like deniros raging bulls, animals that ram like the aries and speak like the gemini, phone up the other signs, realization thru the core of the orbits that circle with the triangles
zak:
keep to my own style cuz i plan to be here for awhile, not these tight jeaned tight n bright faggots singing afternoon delight. i drink 40's in the morning and i'm slammed by noon, chillen with my homies spittin freestyles in a dull lit room, meanwhile you kids are on the band wagon tryin to ride harry potters broom, i see a lot of fakes mc's trying to come up to me like they're going to blow up and make it big like B.i.G, mean while they rent their 95 honda and cop all LRG, see, to me this is nothing new in the N.V.C we keep to a strict rule, smoke dope get slammed and neva go back to school
me:
n i feel we all just flowing living beings, n we chillen on earth yo, we chillen on earth yo. i can rep where im from n manifest where im going, but i know to write the story, i gota see the world in all its dismise and glory, for we are on a constant search for a reality that secures success, and comfort in society, but where is the soul to breath? under your chain of authority? im not sorry that i choose to listen to the moral voice inside me, cuz virtrues unblind me and rise me to the gates where i'll meet with God to relate his sons life to mine, im a blessing no disguise

nightly rambles

Times a wasten, no talk about the year that follows 2011, but rather the awakening moment when the orbits shift and the earth takes a hit from the universe, and tests us with problems more difficult than equations, though im not hatin on mathematical persuasions, cuz the voice speaks in numbers and colours and octaves that musically write on pencilled lines, going back to revise only if it needs revision, but if it don’t then just leave it, like the son left his parents to shine in the east from the west, directed north, opposite the southern root of the bark and the leaves, the base of the tree is only seen thru peered eyes n free bodies that are not afraid of change. stay with the source and pray with the breeze of dreams that sweep you over the rug, not under it. levitate with it. release it with the wind with ashes of the cremated, peace to the souls that have already elevated, do not be perplexed by decisions deeming difficult, look at it simply, and accept its flow, prolong the dawning life, as we are only at the beginning, there is a child alive in both young and old beings, we are each sewn on different seamings, the needle comes down like a dark cloud just to see where we’re at sometimes. but in the greys, lightness is found as we identify the ego and push it underground.

release thru rhyme

Im not recording cuz it comes right around , spit it as I feel it and there aint no falling down, I aint complaining, cuz it just what I asked, can I have some mothfuckin talent?, yo I got it n im working on it, n I constantly feel it, 48/14 yo I used to be a teen, when u knew me, n i jus seen ya n u wanna catch up, but I prefer mustard, don’t wana tell u wut im up tah, n ive been left feelin, like a lil blurb that u wanna shrink down to a minimal size, stick me in ur pocket n hide me, tease me, taunt me, haunt me, infect me, wit ur evil spirits, u aint talking to me but I hear it, I can enjoy getting fucked with once but it wont happen again, cuz im on a motherfuckin mission n it only involved u for a week, like u made me seem, with ur overbearing struggle for power, n I let u have it, cuz im willing to sacrifice, like jesus on the cross, but he overcame and he rose to the top, yes he overcame n he rose to the top, n im screamin really loud cuz I wana touch the sky n I wana do it right now, cuz my head is up there but I cant physically be there yet, myself I rarely forget, where im at and who i am, im part of one single plan, of the masters; wizards, angels, take it from all angles, especially the right, cuz that’s the side im on, but ive been with the wrong, cuz u must see it all, from all sides, pick urself up n be ready to rise, get yourself up n get ready to rise.

what i ask

'can you be the female opening closing heavens gates?' can you be the male image defeating hells chambers? the earth remembers, handles children with care.
do not let the youthful be steryl. let them lead their creative endevours with speacial stimulation and consious concentration. focus on the sprout of the seed. feed it so it can be free'd. please leave this life with a melody, that's noted for its grace and joy. for your ambitious boy and goddess girls need you to understand their words, like they've Listened to yours for so many years. our ears are wide and our hearts are pure. we've planted the grain of gold. when it's absorbed, you will move on. we will remain to send the voice of God into the body of Jesus, and sing words of Peace. please love our inner children like you've loved us phisically since the beginning, and seen our true greatness be concieved. to the end we will proceed like we've been blessed by the origin. all is well that intends the Truth. all is fantasy birthed into reality. no coming to terms with what's left. expansion of the beast at the very least, cuz you cannot wrap your hands around the saint. you can paint the image of the Spirit. compliment its purest qualities. equality is distant cuz we drum a different beat. do not let comparisons seep into the veins of the open feet that ground us and take us to the top.

online freestylin

yo my mind just stopped for a mile to admire the script thats been shot outta a pistol powered mouth, and the tongue touches the teeth, but they do not bite, unless the child within is threatend, its a method of expression, n u jus gotta trust it, its okay to feel flustered when the man gets u down, but u jus gotta bless em n tear em a new ear with ur well earned feel, and the spirit of persistance, the chance was there, and i was ready not to miss it, cuz my clock moves fast but it also moves mellowed, always looking out for my fellow, women, who see no need to prove a thing, and feel no desire to destroy,cuz we don't create games or ploys, n we've also got patience with the boys.

love letter

Cuddeling your clever mind and non responsive body.
More than one being is possessing you.
Dark drawings and im left frightened.
What is it you see in me cuz I cannot feel you.
Your sence of touch is dedicated to your genitals and mine.
You only wish to kiss my lips,
cuz that's just what you're used to.
Affection and Love not present in your past.
You're gifted with thoughts of death and dismise.
In your future I see great aspiration,
but spirits haunt you every step of the way.
Truth is you want them to stay,
cuz that's just what you're used to.
Would it kill you to tell me exactly why i'm here?
I can't tell you either cuz I don't think it needs explaination.
Some things are left just as they are,
when it comes to you and me.
I have a lot of love for you and send it everyday.
What are you sending back?
Images of distortion and bodily waste?
You like the taste of my mouth as it trails the scent of smoke.
Is that why you started to inhale?
Are you addicted to the possibility of me?
Do I bring you peace of mind?
Or would you rather have the girl in your dirty magazine?
I hope one day you gain eternal love.
I hope one day you see beauty in it all.