theabbot 7
24-07-2010, 10:43 PM
Yo
Commando, John Rambo, Jor-El like Marlon Brando
Van Gogh under the lamps glow painting Wheatfield with Crows
John Jaggers in Monte Carlo, Tom Edison in a dark room
Urban legend Marcus Feldmen whom melted spoons when he felt doomed
The rap version of Doctor Wernher Von Braun, who
Was inspired by a puff of smoke left by Wan Hu
Sun Tzu and Ma Teng with everything to gain
Three Kingdom campaign, weapon of choice, a legendary brain
Draw diagrams of a plan with a broken branch in the sand
Then take sole command of every soul that I can
Breach the Ten Thousand Li wall as my sanity freefalls
An awkward pause as my jaws call and claws seize all
Lock myself in the Cold Mountain Temple of Suzhou
Walk in a mere man, out as Elder Zhang Gou
Paint on my own wings like Icarus, no matter what risk it is
Walter Tevis predicted it, I'm off to do bigger shit
Cause a canine obedience is a caged mind's ingredient
Debate why we needed it, but great minds impeded it
I've decided its time to break mine, i'm leaving it
Takes time to ween from it, but soon it'll be meaningless
Adjust my mental mind set, give you this simple rhyme test
Then demand no less than the same respect a Hindu shrine gets
Rhythmic rhyme tech with flows nobody seems to find yet
So I let it flow out of control until my temples shine wet
Stalk fakes with chalk flakes until I form salt lakes
Toss weight from the trache till the Andreas Fault breaks
Thoughts that pulsate the pulse rate, jaws ache cause I talk great
Every verse I've loss around the way lay innate in the Lost Tapes
Set a new standard for hurt when I leave these kids damaged and burnt
Too far under granite and dirt to put out an Amber Alert
Fuck it, I'm a floating disease that will make you choke in the breeze
Leave a trail of broken emcees until they admit the dopest is me
I've proven I write talently, both in public view and candidly
Went through balancing the slandering, but thats creatively hampering
The vanity gets dampening, I realized my sanity's not managing
So I took the time to stand and breathe, reflect on the man that is ME
I used to be a mage, magic when I put the pen to the page
Hip-Hop's cinder was saved cause I gave it embers to blaze
Them was the days we broke the rap temperature gauge
The hype and craze that I crave during my sinister phase
Been in a cage, all that's left is these slender remains
Beginning to crave cause I ain't at a penmen in days
But I know the smell of fresh blood and net thugs
I'll belch slugs and melt elk to make a pelt rug
Role out the carpet and use you to color it red
Rip apart john doe till I got some butter and bread
Tear the beat till A through F are just broken keys
And all that's left in the end in me chokin' Gs
Afterwards I brush off hands, and dust off sand
If I must cough, can't, i'll spontanous combust my fans
The good and bad move in pairs like everything else in this sphere
Like everything out there, right here, and anywhere elsewhere
Not every card is dealt fair, the trick is make your own deck
Fate's whatever you select, and I'd rather create my own vex
Take my own steps and in the end break my own neck
Than to be blessed with a path that someone else left
Life is the journey we're on, the journey is however we live
So i'll live a life that will hopefully allow HIM to forgive
And if he didn't live, a life that amounts to if he did
But even if its a sin, I'm still bringing bitches to the crib
Past Present and Future, Rap's legend and suitor
Last blessing of Judah, Path, setting, conclusion
Trap threats and confuse them, track guess and compute them
Draft test and recruit them, have Heaven then choose them
Craft weapons then use them, laugh and jest in amusement
At the simple minded, hindered, blinded, human's you're using
Masked under the Sign and Book, line and hook
Grime and soot disguised and the blind mistook
Mimes and crooks defining the word meant for all man
That was meant for OUR HANDS after HIS SON was sent to OUR LAND
Boxed in the rotten modern doctored doctrines
Lessons unlearned burned in urns and NOBODY stopped them
Following wavering faith's unwavering, get saved unsaviorly
GOD AND HEAVEN AREN'T THINGS WE HAVE TO PAY YOU TO SEE!
A physical being's digital stream is a chemical scream
Sentinels see the pinnacle swing whenever my mental lobes gleam
The identical means of what makes me grin at the moon
Push my keys to the tune and then send it to you
In life we either win or we lose, then end with be soon
I did not invent the mood that sent me from timid to lewd
The world is a prison within a Prism of Wisdom
You gotta dig some, wish some, and in the end listen...
And if you read this, That's The True Vision
Commando, John Rambo, Jor-El like Marlon Brando
Van Gogh under the lamps glow painting Wheatfield with Crows
John Jaggers in Monte Carlo, Tom Edison in a dark room
Urban legend Marcus Feldmen whom melted spoons when he felt doomed
The rap version of Doctor Wernher Von Braun, who
Was inspired by a puff of smoke left by Wan Hu
Sun Tzu and Ma Teng with everything to gain
Three Kingdom campaign, weapon of choice, a legendary brain
Draw diagrams of a plan with a broken branch in the sand
Then take sole command of every soul that I can
Breach the Ten Thousand Li wall as my sanity freefalls
An awkward pause as my jaws call and claws seize all
Lock myself in the Cold Mountain Temple of Suzhou
Walk in a mere man, out as Elder Zhang Gou
Paint on my own wings like Icarus, no matter what risk it is
Walter Tevis predicted it, I'm off to do bigger shit
Cause a canine obedience is a caged mind's ingredient
Debate why we needed it, but great minds impeded it
I've decided its time to break mine, i'm leaving it
Takes time to ween from it, but soon it'll be meaningless
Adjust my mental mind set, give you this simple rhyme test
Then demand no less than the same respect a Hindu shrine gets
Rhythmic rhyme tech with flows nobody seems to find yet
So I let it flow out of control until my temples shine wet
Stalk fakes with chalk flakes until I form salt lakes
Toss weight from the trache till the Andreas Fault breaks
Thoughts that pulsate the pulse rate, jaws ache cause I talk great
Every verse I've loss around the way lay innate in the Lost Tapes
Set a new standard for hurt when I leave these kids damaged and burnt
Too far under granite and dirt to put out an Amber Alert
Fuck it, I'm a floating disease that will make you choke in the breeze
Leave a trail of broken emcees until they admit the dopest is me
I've proven I write talently, both in public view and candidly
Went through balancing the slandering, but thats creatively hampering
The vanity gets dampening, I realized my sanity's not managing
So I took the time to stand and breathe, reflect on the man that is ME
I used to be a mage, magic when I put the pen to the page
Hip-Hop's cinder was saved cause I gave it embers to blaze
Them was the days we broke the rap temperature gauge
The hype and craze that I crave during my sinister phase
Been in a cage, all that's left is these slender remains
Beginning to crave cause I ain't at a penmen in days
But I know the smell of fresh blood and net thugs
I'll belch slugs and melt elk to make a pelt rug
Role out the carpet and use you to color it red
Rip apart john doe till I got some butter and bread
Tear the beat till A through F are just broken keys
And all that's left in the end in me chokin' Gs
Afterwards I brush off hands, and dust off sand
If I must cough, can't, i'll spontanous combust my fans
The good and bad move in pairs like everything else in this sphere
Like everything out there, right here, and anywhere elsewhere
Not every card is dealt fair, the trick is make your own deck
Fate's whatever you select, and I'd rather create my own vex
Take my own steps and in the end break my own neck
Than to be blessed with a path that someone else left
Life is the journey we're on, the journey is however we live
So i'll live a life that will hopefully allow HIM to forgive
And if he didn't live, a life that amounts to if he did
But even if its a sin, I'm still bringing bitches to the crib
Past Present and Future, Rap's legend and suitor
Last blessing of Judah, Path, setting, conclusion
Trap threats and confuse them, track guess and compute them
Draft test and recruit them, have Heaven then choose them
Craft weapons then use them, laugh and jest in amusement
At the simple minded, hindered, blinded, human's you're using
Masked under the Sign and Book, line and hook
Grime and soot disguised and the blind mistook
Mimes and crooks defining the word meant for all man
That was meant for OUR HANDS after HIS SON was sent to OUR LAND
Boxed in the rotten modern doctored doctrines
Lessons unlearned burned in urns and NOBODY stopped them
Following wavering faith's unwavering, get saved unsaviorly
GOD AND HEAVEN AREN'T THINGS WE HAVE TO PAY YOU TO SEE!
A physical being's digital stream is a chemical scream
Sentinels see the pinnacle swing whenever my mental lobes gleam
The identical means of what makes me grin at the moon
Push my keys to the tune and then send it to you
In life we either win or we lose, then end with be soon
I did not invent the mood that sent me from timid to lewd
The world is a prison within a Prism of Wisdom
You gotta dig some, wish some, and in the end listen...
And if you read this, That's The True Vision