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i wake up and i rap [15 Aug 2007|07:47pm]
[ mood | awake ]

I’ve pressed the snooze button at least fifteen times
As half of me’s asleep, the other half is rhymin’
Im’a miss the bus if I don’t open my eyes
The sunshine blinds me ‘n-all at once, surprise
It’s a quarter past nine and I’ve got music on my mind
Take my time-Press rewind-Damn I gotta hear that line
Again and again, it’s gotta be the shit live
Hip hop provides inspiration to survive
So I battle my reflection to various selections
That spin like tradition on a turntable I’m livin’
The desert’s where I’m rep’n, thanks is what I’m givin’
Spark a little stress, yo there’s breakfast in the kitchen

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[06 Oct 2006|07:53pm]
[ mood | thankful ]

i just started working on this one, tell me what you think!

can you hear me now, hear me now
this must be your crowd
vee’s taking over ‘cause they need to get loud
whatever bitch, I’m allowed
I put it down and I’m proud
kickin’ your ass with both feet on the ground
a mushroom cloud without a sound what have we found HERE
a clown unbound who’s vowed to astound ya EARS
this isn’t just a career, this shit’s gettin’ severe
your on your final frontier, this is my world premiere
I’m like an engineer workin’ a million gears
with the mirror mirror sayin’ it’s yo' year

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[01 Oct 2006|11:47pm]
[ mood | blank ]

My fingerprints are on it, I sound bomb in atomic
Headphones with both palms rockin' it
Slammin’ the snares within your ear sockets
The bass empties your pockets
Loosens your fake watches
Drowning out your tick tock with just a simple thought
POP into your dome, can’t think aloud or alone
When I moan people think I rhyme in one syllable

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[18 Sep 2006|09:52pm]
[ mood | pleased ]

the devil went down to georgia to meet lucy in the sky
it was nearly ruby tuesday and this voodoo child was high
i'm comfortably numb on the dark side of the moon
but wish you were singin' the roadhouse blues
this is more than a feeling but it's best to let it be
for the wind is crying mary and rockin' out to killer queen
you can't always get what you want...
just come and dance with your daddy allllll night long
we gotta come together, talkin' 'bout my generation
everybody must get stoned, can't let the strange days end
(woo woo) take a magic bus to hotel california
couldn't comprehend a last dance with marijuana
we're all shorter of breath and one day closer to death
but now i got a low rider bumpin' i shot the sheriff
stop children, what's that sound?
it's the english way and i'm as free as a bird now
time keeps on slippin, welcome to the machine
i'll show you sweet emotion if you call me maurice
it's only rock-n-roll, but i like it, like it, yes i do
time to break on through, turn it up and just cruise
only the good die young but the best are never bruised
my vocal chords gently weep to get you in the groove
we're riders on the storm, just looking for a sign of light
but nobody's had that spirit since 1969...

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[06 Jul 2006|12:46pm]
[ mood | mellow ]

some call me sas, and other's say i'm such a shit
ya mom got diabetes from suckin' on my dick...

tasteless, i'm gettin' stuck in your braces
basics, let me walk you through the bases
from first to home, she let me dance in her endzone
convinced i have a clone 'cause she's sayin' that she's seen me befo'...

the devil went down to georgia to meet lucy in the sky
it was nearly ruby tuesday and this voodoo child was high
i'm comfortably numb on the dark side of the moon
but wish you were here singin' the roadhouse blues
this is more than a feeling but it's best to let it be
for the wind is crying mary and rockin' out to killer queen
you can't always get what you want
so just dance with your daddy all night long...

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JUST A FEW THAT I'M WORKING ON!

but check this out if you love hip hop/graf writers/and most importantly...

THE SHAPESHIFTERS!!!!!!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_jmMa1uq4T8&eurl=

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[30 Jan 2006|04:04pm]
[ mood | predatory ]

an intolerable drunk, bitch i'm callin' your bluff
you be sayin' some stuff, but i be spittin' some shit
you only flow from ya dick, i'm makin' hits with twigs
i get on top of your nerves, and bust 'em 'til they break down
use a verb with such verve, it scares the words in ghost towns
renowned in the underground as the scrappiest around
pickin' up the pieces that you broke with that awful sound
i'm bringing it back to life! puttin' two lines together like they man and wife
and i refuse to divorce a rhyme no matter how much they fight
they're known to make-up... alllllllll night
never understood clasps, but always game for a booby trap
shootin' fish in a shot glass, cuttin' cardboard with an axe
imagination so vast, 'cause i harass and hit hash
until my momma's eyes are cashed, ahhh shit... i left the past in ashes
smoke the present as it passes, take a hit and hear gasps from the masses
you're just a fashion, im'a put you on blast for the faction
make a statement, with your skinned face locked in my basement
i'm dangerous and rarely amiss, the most extinct and the last in existence
before the age of six i perfected such consistence
that makes you scratch yo head, rub yo tummy, like shit, who's this?
it's vee bitch

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[16 Dec 2005|12:06pm]
[ mood | loved ]

TWENTY YEARS OLD AS OF 4:27 PM. TODAY. SO I'M NOT YET... BUT WHEN I AM, YOU BEST BELIEVE IT'S GONNA BE MADNESS.

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[02 Dec 2005|06:18pm]
[ mood | stressed ]

i have added onto that new rhyme:


like a blister in the sun, i swear, all i got is one
the one i got right now, to get me by, and then i'm done
i swear i'm not addicted, no, it's not a problem
just an issue in this volume that i tend to mis-use
browse the archive and tell me that you aren't surprised
i see the way your lips lie and the way your lids cry
the way you walk distance in between this innocence
i knew you'd never listen and now it's just business
negotiate with terrorists, how're you comparin this
and now you'd rather bounce than to ever even bear with
a parliament pot smoking pale ale perished
throw a fit, get over it, it's not like it's a needle flick
it's not like i get pissed after anytime i take a hit
i give the sky a kiss and find a haze of purple bliss
misplaced my circumfrence, isn't it fabulous...
help me finish this wine before i chug molasses
help me finish this line before my lung collapses
gotta poor bill of health so it's time to take action
nothing too drastic, just cut back and ration


OH YEAHHHHHHH, AND CUTENESSSSS!!!!!
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[22 Nov 2005|06:43pm]
[ mood | enthralled ]

i put the syllables in sentences
the psilocybin in your head
the definite approximate of all you wish that you said
a permanent imprint in your baby's tape deck
she likes it, she loves it, she might as well hump it
gonna donald trump it, and who'da thunk it
that the F66 owns an abstract concious
i'm the fission, with an improv vision
a reaction, we got the world's attention
traditional magician with an ammuniton rendition
the opposition can't hold a flint to this coalition
in addition we're technicians not only musicians
with exquisite compositions and viral intuitions


chyeah.

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[17 Oct 2005|05:06pm]
[ mood | jubilant ]

dammmmnnnnn, so i'm all moved into my ownnnnnn place (southern/mcclintock). and it's the shit, just got all the groceries/necessities and it's... RAINING!!!! i love it. come visit. xoxoxoxoxox's!!

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[12 Oct 2005|11:23pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]

just threw this together a bit ago, workin on it:

like a silhouette overshadowed, drownin out all the battle
im'a sk-dattle and make some noise with my rattle
hang it up, let it ride, now who's sittin in the saddle
we made up the river without breaking out a paddle
without breaking a sweat, interpret this gazette
and read it for the articles, click click
don't need consent to use your name like it's sitting in my mouth's aim
blow a drift away, im'a pour like rain
leave you slain in the back of my brain for another serenade...

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[10 Oct 2005|05:28pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]

this is the most beautifulest lady in the whole wide world...

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AND, i get to party with her tonight, <3333333's!!!

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[04 Oct 2005|05:18pm]
[ mood | shocked ]

i got bored... and wrote your mom under the table. let me know what you think:

there's a void in my hands and it's lookin half empty
i grab at everything that has thoughts and looks fancy
but just so happens this trance is in a drought
so i tilt back my chin and open my mouth
you see, i haven't seen skin since my last day dream
now it's routine for me to kiss the breeze and scheme
is it too much to ask to get a little affection
i mean all i want is your lips attention
but they're just caught up in a combination of words
sentences, paragraphs, screams and whispers
now that's more like it, let's relax and get strapped
calm your voice and let me guess where you get your accent
we invented inspiration, hurry up with the patent
we're on demand, let's make out like bandits
pocket the loot and pick lock the pants you just bought
... hold on a second, i think my finger's caught...
just throw 'em on the floor by the crack under the door
we don't want god to know what we do when we're bored


***
it's still a work in progress, but let me know fo sho.

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[18 Sep 2005|12:13pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

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awwwww bunny... he's just so darn clever. hearts!!

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[03 Sep 2005|08:07pm]
[ mood | creative ]

i'm apologetic and sympathetic to the rhetoric
exquisite genetics, all your hear-say's synthetic
more alphabetic than a set of thesaurus
your rhyme's less live than the gist of our chorus
still talkin jive, the faction remains revived
with radical insight, we provide a new light
so reach your hands high and help me tear down the sky
i suggest mri's to those who don't comply
everyone's doing it, so catch on and clap your hands
just give it a chance, i'll enhance your romance
suspend foreplay in advance due to rain
live life in the fast lane straight through my main vein
make a mess but refrain, this girl knows good brain
you can't contain me!! make the psychos seem sane
convince your princess that i'm on the guest list
with a fashionably late and profane entrance
i slip through the cracks and alas she dry's her glass
she likes to harass so i'm all about her ass
i like to play the game while your sleepin' in class
skippin' hooky, suckin' hickies just to hear her gasp
you say i'm intolerable but i'm just getting comfortable
blowin' all her bubbles, being anything but subtle
dropping bombs on your huddle, leavin' the biggest fuckin' puddle
i'm a rhymer not a fighter, shake your hips then come and cuddle

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[30 Aug 2005|10:52pm]
[ mood | lonely ]

let me exclamate all that you question
let me get between you and your tension
either innocent or guilty, im'a be your therapy
make you so intrigued you're gonna wanna marry me
i'll tear you apart, gonna wish i had mercy
out of my own league, you perform the best parody
where do i get this intense pretentious
mistress scandalous, seducing all my business
im'a sagitarrius that never calls it quits
convinced this bliss is more dizzy than the spins
make ya brain bleed and ya eyes scream
we all scream for rhyme schemes, i kill it with my quality
overload you with quantity manufactured at the faction factory
careful with the climax as i enhance the vibrant
build up to the breakdown, get down while i invent
a whole new point of view of vee and his crew
we got instant money value, women at our debut
that's more than you could ask for, let me write it out and spit it in your eyesore
you're a whore to my style and left riptorn

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[23 Aug 2005|03:30am]
[ mood | tired ]

it’s simple mathematics minus all the academics
im’a hip hop, skip, jump until they end this epidemic
catch my cold, then get all hot and bothered
slip a sip down my throat and loosen the collar
cause i don't wanna choke on lips pre-provoked
it's all in the stroke and what we do when we're broke
behind closed doors, she inspires my fire
still can't comprehend, this desire, we've acquired
i've got a real bad habit of taggin' it and stabbin' it
makeshift morals as we gab a bit then grab at it
helllloooo lady, make me your masterpiece
bite with your lips and kiss with your teeth
c'est la v literally, the center of of gravity
magnatize the mrs. and hype up my history
whisper and a wink, she's swept off her feet
now she's on her back and we're under the sheets
trick or treat, she likes to tease while i please
then my wrist meets her waist down a one-way street
oooo la la, i think i love lucy
ay yi yi, she's just so seducing
and im'a silly goosey, just as cute as could be
but behind the curtain is a whole 'nother movie
director's cut produced by who gives a fuck
with this twisted tongue who wouldn't wanna suck...


yeahhhh, now i'm tired. goodnight, xoxoxoxoxox!!

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[18 Aug 2005|12:55am]
[ mood | blah ]

dumbin' it down due to this profound, pound for pound
a verbal noun that acts upon any evening gown layin' around
impose a lockdown, im'a break any entry and hold ya verse for ransom
drop it like it's hot, heat it up 'til it brands em
you can hate me now, but it's a matter of time before this rhyme
cuts a line, splits your mind, and delivers you the end result like a landmine
it's not a war crime, it's a wordsmith punch line
worthy of despising, you can't contain my uprising
there's a difference, i'm both chainlink and picket fence
makin-a-mockery malicious in 66 instances
i condense it, then bleed out common sense
intrude in on the track and improve my previous indents
if you break you buy it, i'm just complimenting my assistance
you want customer service, let me transfer all your innocence
please hold... your shit sounds like a dial tone
flatline, i st. valentine with capone
face the wall and watch your back's break bones
i've got a bullet of a breath and it's about to explode
smash every last bug in north side chicago
simply prohibiting your existence as an mc
this shit's more underground than a speakeasy
we got v on tap, lite if you like
it's ladies night and the faction's combined
you know we're doing it and doing it and doing it the best
well well well, now all we need is success
i mean your mom's impressed so that gives us an edge
but one through sixty-five have all slept in her bed
clobber you with complications, make ya mouth bleed and ya eyes scream
we all scream for rhyme schemes, layin it down with some sweet dreams

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[03 Aug 2005|03:05pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]

SHAPESHIFTERS TONIGHT!!!!! they're gonna kill it... fo sho.

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[01 Aug 2005|01:48am]
[ mood | indifferent ]

i cut my hair tonight and i'm too afraid to look at it... eep.

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