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bLaDe:
Yo...
Hates, blade n mouse...
enraged flames can never be doused...


Dead Poets Clique, minds drown in the depth of our spits....
Knowledge and wisdom is infinite, has no limits, and neither do our poetic hits...
rhymes allign perfectly with brain waves, breakin chains of minds enslaved~
deep and hidden like caves, living and breathing in graves~
striking white lightning flashing with liqued swords clashing~
in the clouds of zeus, gods bow befo us,as  sparks come crashin~
i been in the mouth of the black leopard many times~
but escaped using weapons sharpend mentaly through time~
Bees make sweet honey, but have bitter stings at their tail~
pure rain water, pouring down turning instantly into hail~
Yo my third eye sees through your mental wall like it was glass~
intellectual horizons r vast, turning to hates, like weed thiz mic i pass~

smoke it homes....

DPC...Dead Poets Clique....Hates...mouse....bLaDe

 
 -{bLaDe}

ToNe1904:
tight shit blade

Hatesrats™:
This is for my poetry homie's....

This is my life
Today or tommorow
The day's we live are borrowed
in wasted time we pay-back
the power's that be will take
relay that
this is my life
sooner or later?
Night's will be longer....
feeding the passion to want those.....with no hunger
loved one's become stranger's
We still love you...
in the rest we weep, Tonight I might stop the beat..
to rest is sleep
to possibly never rise touch or be
This is my future Golden or muddy
The moist ground around me uncontitional
Will still hug me...
to ashes to dust...
from the start to this.....as long as we were happy when we broke out this bitch...

Just a lil' sumthin'....
I'm Proud to add my wordz to this...
The homie's Blade & Mouse started this lil' poet's corner... and asked me to spitt....It's poetry "Hatesrats" style

And a lil' look back into my Death talk....

Peace
Hatesrats 2oo2

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:
Wat up, Im tha silent member of DPC.....
Im tha7th "tha MC".....Rodzilla is tha gritty character.....haha


Check it......


Tha bleeding of tha earth brings life 2 severe form/
We're Swarmed in tha eye of this severe Storm/
Tha naked eye cant see, even when yourself blinks/ Radio-Active Links/
Seeds in cofusion when they're grown/
Postponed their problems in their minds, shown of a telepathic phone/
Bone 2 Bone/ The lone of tha wolf leaves the markings on the stone/
Tha codes of tha globe show mountains, rivers and ancient lakes/
I rake tha eyes of demons in hell wit my life on tha line for sake/
Stand back, look and observe while Dead Poets fill tha gaps/
Leving lies unstated, Wont lay down till we collapse/
U have just witnessed skills of a dead poet/
tha7th sign, blade, hates and mouse is who wrote it.......

ToNe1904:
At the speed of light im free'd from strife
Bleed from knife, now i leave this life
Only my spirits left to guide my words
No mouth, no eyes, but still u ride my verbs
Unseen and unheard but yet u feel the passion
Emotions are clashing
My soul everlasting
No longer physically here
But its metaphysically clear
Reach into your heart, make u feel the pain from my tears
But erase all your fears
Fears of whats not known
Fears of a cops chrome
Fears of a lost home
Fears, but yur not alone
No longer scared of yur last breath
Cus this Dead Poet just showed that theres still Rhyme after Death

not parta that click, jus spit sumthin anywayz. peace!

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