mcprophet
20-12-2008, 01:17 AM
why who what when where, why who what when where, swiss swiss swiss switzerland, whats in switzlerland, what is attacking my gland, what has the upperhand of me, surely it cant be a cannonite deity because its all in my head right, who what when where why, i pryied out my third eye only liquid was there, so dont do that even try and if your in the middle of a scare that will scar, leavein you charred, martyred at a discard of everything in the populace, while drugs on me they lace, negroponte's the case, i just catch a weird taste drinking without haste, whats the matter, they even gave me a chance to run from the pyschiatry place, but i knew i would probably be maced cause of rfid or something so simply put in my lighter piece, who what when where why did i die cause this is not what i remember, from future to past eyes closed like a cask fad to black like a using match, space craft crashed, blast away enemy intruders using joysticks, im tired of fighting but i cant stop cause they keep messing with me, im not up for it like senior bill hicks this dude im talking about is acting illegal methods, causeing my body wreckage and trying to make me blame hip hop on the end of the rope, i had a vision of me gun toting to be collecting my information, thats not what this is at all, someone lifted the shall dsgraced the wall if he turned his back, but i know if i see threats from bankers turrets who to fire back if i get shot in the back, fade to black wait nah this isnt my ending, their pretending on me with memories that never ending like the never ending story only real i barely have any expression left, i have been pelted with rocks, spit on by chick jocks, shat on by crocks, wheres the key to the locks ima have to wait till jesus comes back noone here is pure, i dont know which is which sometimes, my rhmes are thought crimes in the eyes of the enemy, and i cant stop fighting because of the suffering i see and that has a hold of confp2, and thats my cue, who what when where how, wipe that scowl away your no devil unless its true what? where? when i guess i gotta look for the openin, never drink coffee again, focus with my true kin the gang that will act on gods command, allah is the heavenlly father voices from another try to bother, electrick tricks of 666, believe me when i say i hate 6 tricks, lies and thrown into the fire along with the sticks and stones, guns held to demand back our home, shot to the dome if theres no compliance, im sick of listening to yall terrorists in the white house offices and the pentagon, masonic druid paganastic everything opposite of romantic, i want to be peacefull both parties bein decieptfull like the bull or baal if you believe in that kind of stuff, im rough with liquistics predicting the future in magic tricks, but im not a heretic so if they burn me you know where i went. heaven sent #2 stunna
heaven help us please, we on planet earth camoflaugein like trees, mappin away uncoverin conspiracys under the UN tasks, people talking behind my back, lookin like they got masks cause they all look familar like nats, thanks to a national security whack, cops stalkin me and those walking out for truency, still gettin forced drugged to stay mad happy, some diverse curse on me, turnin me more pyschotic, and robotic like the media wants us to be, corrupted and takeing the fun out off supt, these damn terror supporters they hide behind baby aborters, contortion dusters whitewash cant stop this wrecking ball busters, im like myth busters i have somewhat of a critical thinking process {add in the mix], must be what im drinking trying to get the health while smoking, my enemies prey on my croaking, doctors are gettin over run by the sloping of turning us all into negropontes model inside me, im trying to be a real as i can be, you never know what can happen remember that or some people cant cause this terror has a trauma bearer with the ultimate scurrier osama bin laden bush family secrets within, vacationin and caputurin could be staged by obama, watch your back from the corporate money printin machine, i try to go about tellin yall being keen, while masons are on the scene 5-0 and mafioso, unnatural nations, nsa cia headin up assassination of barry jennings, the government hides behind the corporate, you can say my shit sucks, but i could give two fucks im trying to help my family and friends my kin till the ends, till that bridge bends then breaks, can yall comprehend am i makin mistakes, do i got land stakes? thats why i need to save my money, and fill up my tummy with alphabet soup, everyday not talking literal welll what do you mean?, im talkin metaphiscal like unbelievable my food turns up through my throat as alphabets c's and 2's and n's r's o's like cherrios throw up, only i dont throw up, like graffiti, why do yall on the street decitably harass me, yall haters if you cant pick up your own tomaters someone else will catch you laters, to all the baiters one day well remove your concentrater think tanks, so yall get bankrupt and so does your banks, no provokin unless provoked, so shall spoked support for stunts for the runts of the next generation, hopefully there not set up for devastation, this is real hip hop as i cannonize, my patience has been tested still havent read the bible cause of watchtower lies, like the skies when your piloting a jet, if i get arrested for death threatting a cops house know it wasnt me im not guilty, one day i bet nwo will fall, i stand tall even though i hear disrepect from behind, well freedom of speech aint no crime, so i guess whatever doesnt kill you makes you stronger, december 18th 1:14pm
this shit is real mad real trying to soft kill us so we cant blame them, we gotta cut the stem like a lumberjack to the united nations cause we wont pay your carbon credit, were not slaves like indentured servants on debts, we all cousins in hip hop so lets stick up for one another, were like brothers and sisters, jean grae why you hatin on me im also a resister like techniques of the diy, which i skimmed back in the die, why would i lie memory implants makein me front like i lost my mind, or getto boys my mind is playing tricks on me, your friend confp, its really negroponte and im not gettin ancy, ante up fill up a cup of your decision and intuition, we aint no slave missionary comin to africa handing out white jesus obituarys, this isnt a game like scattegories, just read the behind pages storys, read behind and between lines, like people do when commitin crimes, like people do when scopin out for dimes, they tried distracting my prime and succeeded, thats why i hope this state suseeds before people goto concentration camps as in martial law, just get your paw on the latest forecaster wwarning of riots and positions like dont even try it, but before we cry we need to pry the truth to be in front view, like schools do, my present is in shitty ship shape as i cant tell but i still rebel barely got any energy but my finger tips predict the country, rebuilding skiling repealing against false filing, hang up calls dialing their way to patriot houses answering in dismay, thanks for the beat rza camay, thanks to dj premier cause hes one of the best in this eara, whenever i bring the ruckus theyll probably call it teror, but im not a terrorist i want to be more then mayor, fuck those nay sayers, im an old new school beat breaker, if you want to sell your soul ill be a soul taker like the undertaker on wwe, trying to help others see by bombarding your speakers, i got heat followin me like the opposite of heat seekers, all you critquers about my style saying i can tell by the way he walks, wait till the nwo changes on you and stalks you like bill o riely eating radioactive goo on a cobb of corn, like paybac like sabac torturen the police that tortured me, but nevermind he works for the feds, alotta mcs i hear nowadays got mixed messages, like saying 911 was an inside job and worshipping obama, id rather worship tupac because atleast he got 2 glocks, obama might be fresh from the docks, like reincarnated youth of the aborted scarmbled deformed like resident evil to the normed, me im like calm like a bomb, temper tested too many times, i got the run around my hands so shiny like bling or a manequin thing i am, cause they projected me like a hologram, i hope i dont cause innocents to die like all those that didnt scram when school shootings happened, i call for the firing of negroponte! and the whole project mannequin staff, i think i was that nineteen year old that broke my programming but i dont know could be a part of brain washing december 18th 1:49pm
i try to see the best in people, hell nah i aint evil people, goin to the steeple if i wake up hope a methodist preacher aint prejudice to an anarchist reacher or someone just to hold up a sign saying 911 was an inside job, see it on lou dobbs if only he was deep enough to put out that stuff, im a con factist, i want factual evidence planted, and god is the one who has me enchanted, me im like a spark on dynamite too hott for rise of the triad, the government trying to treat me like a tot to get me mad, i am in retrospect but today im not, im trying somewhat to be legit from now on, and never be a devil pawn that citizens frown upon, this is justice, from the praying mantis, jesse duplantis if its you too, your chanceless, this aint a threat its a promise prophecy, god have you sealed in your own church monopoly, while good people shine the light and see the worst, you might be brainwashed or cursed, because i have a vision of me going to heaven also, the government looks for people like wheres waldo, giving you the war facts like heraldo, you never witnessed nothing as raw as this, and my hope must be gone if its a swing and a miss, courageous writer ruff rwalker, not a lady stalker but i lurk like clothes of gerbralter in bannana republic altar, so far this is me at my prime, hope them devils dont put grime on my lime if im through, but maybe its time to revolt and pass through like the holy spirit tounge and cheek speak stunts to save runts at a later time revolt with thunderous chimes, im like ghandi i see signs, and if the government wants me to die i decline and take whats mine and start over with a small governence and the same declaration of indepence and consititution, words breathing outta me like pollution of valero, i used to be stiff like the scarecrow, now im up and agile, because i threw up the maximum kind of bile, i wonder how everyone elses mind works, because mine is riddled with quirks, its like im living the unearth scenario, sometimes i cant handle so i let go of useless fiction, that causes a terror addition in your frontal intution, i dont even know my mission i just use the parts i got to try and beat condition from the war mongerin on tv, get it ready, read e, i gotta read so yall believe and i gotta retrieve whats true from the bs in the alphabet stew, i know im not the only one so 1 all you true peeps scarin away creeps that want a piece of yours, im trying to show yall the meaning of floors, but your mindset is set on ignore sometimes, yea i mightve been a heathen trying to heaven the disbelievin, hell i mightve been preachin, stupid me was focused on theivin, those dark charactures can turn you away from light, making you dark like batman knights templar, or whatever the movie is called, hey my shit all cant be rosey with a pocket full of posies we all fall down united we stand as patriots divided we fall as idiots. a true ill will is a death trap, so avoid that place of the map, could be nathan rosthchild tryin give you the clap, this is for all the suffering going on in detention centers this is all the screaming dissention freedom writers or fighters, these are for those that hold up lighters to ignite the roof, this is for yall with a metaphysical tooth these are for the one who shot john wilkes booth, this is for real legends not just babe ruth its a schizophrenic republic and a democracy but the parties drive this crazy this is the mother fucking truth! but my father wont let me protest cause hes afraid his image would be ruined, thats why i quit hip hop and write poetry almost non stop 11:39 December 19th
they program us to destroy ourselves, usin forced drugging, and mean mugging, like rostchilds funding napolean and the other side, just to buy back property like a criminal liquidated house bribe, i take what i need and want to survive, let it be known im gettin live gonna be outside more often, so i dont soften but harden from the discardin i feel, gonna act up, thats whats up jean grae or chalitta, i remember calling you chiquita like the bananna never thought youd be usin bannana clips of devastation, stop choking me or ill call the ghost busters on yee 6:14 December 19th
heaven help us please, we on planet earth camoflaugein like trees, mappin away uncoverin conspiracys under the UN tasks, people talking behind my back, lookin like they got masks cause they all look familar like nats, thanks to a national security whack, cops stalkin me and those walking out for truency, still gettin forced drugged to stay mad happy, some diverse curse on me, turnin me more pyschotic, and robotic like the media wants us to be, corrupted and takeing the fun out off supt, these damn terror supporters they hide behind baby aborters, contortion dusters whitewash cant stop this wrecking ball busters, im like myth busters i have somewhat of a critical thinking process {add in the mix], must be what im drinking trying to get the health while smoking, my enemies prey on my croaking, doctors are gettin over run by the sloping of turning us all into negropontes model inside me, im trying to be a real as i can be, you never know what can happen remember that or some people cant cause this terror has a trauma bearer with the ultimate scurrier osama bin laden bush family secrets within, vacationin and caputurin could be staged by obama, watch your back from the corporate money printin machine, i try to go about tellin yall being keen, while masons are on the scene 5-0 and mafioso, unnatural nations, nsa cia headin up assassination of barry jennings, the government hides behind the corporate, you can say my shit sucks, but i could give two fucks im trying to help my family and friends my kin till the ends, till that bridge bends then breaks, can yall comprehend am i makin mistakes, do i got land stakes? thats why i need to save my money, and fill up my tummy with alphabet soup, everyday not talking literal welll what do you mean?, im talkin metaphiscal like unbelievable my food turns up through my throat as alphabets c's and 2's and n's r's o's like cherrios throw up, only i dont throw up, like graffiti, why do yall on the street decitably harass me, yall haters if you cant pick up your own tomaters someone else will catch you laters, to all the baiters one day well remove your concentrater think tanks, so yall get bankrupt and so does your banks, no provokin unless provoked, so shall spoked support for stunts for the runts of the next generation, hopefully there not set up for devastation, this is real hip hop as i cannonize, my patience has been tested still havent read the bible cause of watchtower lies, like the skies when your piloting a jet, if i get arrested for death threatting a cops house know it wasnt me im not guilty, one day i bet nwo will fall, i stand tall even though i hear disrepect from behind, well freedom of speech aint no crime, so i guess whatever doesnt kill you makes you stronger, december 18th 1:14pm
this shit is real mad real trying to soft kill us so we cant blame them, we gotta cut the stem like a lumberjack to the united nations cause we wont pay your carbon credit, were not slaves like indentured servants on debts, we all cousins in hip hop so lets stick up for one another, were like brothers and sisters, jean grae why you hatin on me im also a resister like techniques of the diy, which i skimmed back in the die, why would i lie memory implants makein me front like i lost my mind, or getto boys my mind is playing tricks on me, your friend confp, its really negroponte and im not gettin ancy, ante up fill up a cup of your decision and intuition, we aint no slave missionary comin to africa handing out white jesus obituarys, this isnt a game like scattegories, just read the behind pages storys, read behind and between lines, like people do when commitin crimes, like people do when scopin out for dimes, they tried distracting my prime and succeeded, thats why i hope this state suseeds before people goto concentration camps as in martial law, just get your paw on the latest forecaster wwarning of riots and positions like dont even try it, but before we cry we need to pry the truth to be in front view, like schools do, my present is in shitty ship shape as i cant tell but i still rebel barely got any energy but my finger tips predict the country, rebuilding skiling repealing against false filing, hang up calls dialing their way to patriot houses answering in dismay, thanks for the beat rza camay, thanks to dj premier cause hes one of the best in this eara, whenever i bring the ruckus theyll probably call it teror, but im not a terrorist i want to be more then mayor, fuck those nay sayers, im an old new school beat breaker, if you want to sell your soul ill be a soul taker like the undertaker on wwe, trying to help others see by bombarding your speakers, i got heat followin me like the opposite of heat seekers, all you critquers about my style saying i can tell by the way he walks, wait till the nwo changes on you and stalks you like bill o riely eating radioactive goo on a cobb of corn, like paybac like sabac torturen the police that tortured me, but nevermind he works for the feds, alotta mcs i hear nowadays got mixed messages, like saying 911 was an inside job and worshipping obama, id rather worship tupac because atleast he got 2 glocks, obama might be fresh from the docks, like reincarnated youth of the aborted scarmbled deformed like resident evil to the normed, me im like calm like a bomb, temper tested too many times, i got the run around my hands so shiny like bling or a manequin thing i am, cause they projected me like a hologram, i hope i dont cause innocents to die like all those that didnt scram when school shootings happened, i call for the firing of negroponte! and the whole project mannequin staff, i think i was that nineteen year old that broke my programming but i dont know could be a part of brain washing december 18th 1:49pm
i try to see the best in people, hell nah i aint evil people, goin to the steeple if i wake up hope a methodist preacher aint prejudice to an anarchist reacher or someone just to hold up a sign saying 911 was an inside job, see it on lou dobbs if only he was deep enough to put out that stuff, im a con factist, i want factual evidence planted, and god is the one who has me enchanted, me im like a spark on dynamite too hott for rise of the triad, the government trying to treat me like a tot to get me mad, i am in retrospect but today im not, im trying somewhat to be legit from now on, and never be a devil pawn that citizens frown upon, this is justice, from the praying mantis, jesse duplantis if its you too, your chanceless, this aint a threat its a promise prophecy, god have you sealed in your own church monopoly, while good people shine the light and see the worst, you might be brainwashed or cursed, because i have a vision of me going to heaven also, the government looks for people like wheres waldo, giving you the war facts like heraldo, you never witnessed nothing as raw as this, and my hope must be gone if its a swing and a miss, courageous writer ruff rwalker, not a lady stalker but i lurk like clothes of gerbralter in bannana republic altar, so far this is me at my prime, hope them devils dont put grime on my lime if im through, but maybe its time to revolt and pass through like the holy spirit tounge and cheek speak stunts to save runts at a later time revolt with thunderous chimes, im like ghandi i see signs, and if the government wants me to die i decline and take whats mine and start over with a small governence and the same declaration of indepence and consititution, words breathing outta me like pollution of valero, i used to be stiff like the scarecrow, now im up and agile, because i threw up the maximum kind of bile, i wonder how everyone elses mind works, because mine is riddled with quirks, its like im living the unearth scenario, sometimes i cant handle so i let go of useless fiction, that causes a terror addition in your frontal intution, i dont even know my mission i just use the parts i got to try and beat condition from the war mongerin on tv, get it ready, read e, i gotta read so yall believe and i gotta retrieve whats true from the bs in the alphabet stew, i know im not the only one so 1 all you true peeps scarin away creeps that want a piece of yours, im trying to show yall the meaning of floors, but your mindset is set on ignore sometimes, yea i mightve been a heathen trying to heaven the disbelievin, hell i mightve been preachin, stupid me was focused on theivin, those dark charactures can turn you away from light, making you dark like batman knights templar, or whatever the movie is called, hey my shit all cant be rosey with a pocket full of posies we all fall down united we stand as patriots divided we fall as idiots. a true ill will is a death trap, so avoid that place of the map, could be nathan rosthchild tryin give you the clap, this is for all the suffering going on in detention centers this is all the screaming dissention freedom writers or fighters, these are for those that hold up lighters to ignite the roof, this is for yall with a metaphysical tooth these are for the one who shot john wilkes booth, this is for real legends not just babe ruth its a schizophrenic republic and a democracy but the parties drive this crazy this is the mother fucking truth! but my father wont let me protest cause hes afraid his image would be ruined, thats why i quit hip hop and write poetry almost non stop 11:39 December 19th
they program us to destroy ourselves, usin forced drugging, and mean mugging, like rostchilds funding napolean and the other side, just to buy back property like a criminal liquidated house bribe, i take what i need and want to survive, let it be known im gettin live gonna be outside more often, so i dont soften but harden from the discardin i feel, gonna act up, thats whats up jean grae or chalitta, i remember calling you chiquita like the bananna never thought youd be usin bannana clips of devastation, stop choking me or ill call the ghost busters on yee 6:14 December 19th