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AA - 2012
« on: January 12, 2021, 07:46:33 PM »
ABNORMAL AMERICA
i'm listening to this news reporter babble on
detailing how new york city is turning into babylon
a aborted baby found dead on a lawn in the early morn
nobody mourns they probably yawn
this type of thing has become the norm
women have been getting groped and raped in broad day
CCTV footage shows the assault in the hallway
one neighbor claims that this type of thing happens always
the victim just came back from a play on broadway
one teen was recently shot on a public bus
yeah there was a public fuss, but you know what?
after a few days no one really gives a f___!

you want to disarm the public then you want to send in the troops
that's the truth, you don't believe me? i don't care who's askin' you?
look, Iraq's the proof, the media is a tool that they use to attack the youth
beware of the men in black dressed in black suits

baffle facial recognition software with a hard stare
the all seeing eye got me in their cross hairs
what good is supreme mathematics, when i'm trapped in a surveillance apparatus
where the technology tracks my status, why you think i practice to rap with malice?
the police state is on my mind
one time sit at the precinct and watch the crimes as they happen live
everything from murders to teenagers selling bags of dimes
they don't need police patrolling the streets, walking the beat, that's obsolete
people think that they gettin' over but trust me them cops can see
they watching you and they watching me
they round you up later and tell you to either snitch or cop a plea
we don't own nothing, that's why we go bankrupt and go to jail, monopoly

you want to disarm the public then you want to send in the troops
that's the truth, you don't believe me? i don't care who's askin' you?
look, Iraq's the proof, the media is a tool that they use to attack the youth
beware of the men in black dressed in black suits

i demand reparations on behalf of Haitians from the Yele Foundation
the state of rap is now a freemason's nation it's not infiltration, it's an invasion
tired of seeing videos with whores of the Malaysian persuasion
you can't even be just black no more, only blasian or Caucasian
taxation without representation leads to taxation evasion
meaning you won't sell because you choose integration over innovation
i'm not being racist either, these are just some observations
with the aide of radio stations, they have alienated themselves from the geto population
we livin' in a camp of concentration
what we know bout coppin' a drop top and constant copulation?
i drop ish, they just constipation, my content leads to conversation
there nonsense leads to comments of condemnation, while i spit comets at constellations

you want to disarm the public then you want to send in the troops
that's the truth, you don't believe me? i don't care who's askin' you?
look, Iraq's the proof, the media is a tool that they use to attack the youth
beware of the men in black dressed in black suits

this is america, home of the free land of the brave
who am i kiddin', none of us are really free all of us are slaves
either learn to behave or your subject to a police raid
do you know how difficult it is to get paid out here these days?
don't get me started on the economy, we may as well be pickin' cotton for the colony
global politics makes the presidents policies mythology
if this is a constitutional republic then why they say it's a democracy
if it is a democracy then what good is the minority
in a democracy the ones who stay in power are the majority
go to school join a fraternity or a sorority and automatically that's suppose to make you a authority?
don't answer that i only mean it rhetorically
nepotism and seniority, superiority and inferiority, America, a bunch of programmed robots livin' life in conformity
 

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Off with your face - 2012
« Reply #1 on: February 05, 2021, 07:37:22 PM »
I kill with my molten steel sword I yield
holding your shield
surrounded by a electromagnetic force field
if you won't kneel then your corpse will
I decapitate, you masturbate
emasculate rappers like the Hip Hop industry but at a faster rate
I breed the sickest pedigree of Emcee in a attempt to create a master race
spittin' punchlines that'll smash yo face
put your career on hold and tell you it will have to wait
to well after half past eight
I then proceed to decapitate as you masturbate
my viciousness can only be described as meticulous
one minute i'm articulate, the next thing you know i'm ignorant
displaying soo many styles it's just ridiculous
with tongue in cheek tongue twisters that leave you tongue tied
cast a fervent verse at the sun rise and leave the sun fried
say goodbye to the sunshine son, the sun died
the venomous lines in my haiku paralyze you
stiff as a board is, rigamortis, physical frame distorted and contorted
leave your style aborted from the stings of this riled up hornet
you beat The Alumni? BS, absurd, preposterous
leave you torn with the horn of a rhinoceros and the bite of a hippopotamus
burning sulfur, verbally synonymous
wordplay onslaught it should be obvious since i'm in this, it's ominous
the nicest, the sickest, the tightest, the illest
write the hypest of disses
recietin' the type of lyrics that causes sicness in psychic spirits
old skool like Winnie Cooper and Punky Bruster
you just a sixty proofer
imma whiskey brewer that'll leave Bacchus in a drunken stooper
the sickest to eva do this and that's all there is to it
spit in a face a mixture of mace, hydrochloric acid and embalming fluid
keep it up with that tough talk and i'll stomp you out and leave your thoughts on the side walk as a scuff mark
you soft as a teddy bear and go both ways that don't make you bi polar
you sweeter than a lime soda and your brain is the size of an iota
i'm only battlin' you because for today i'm below on my quota
lyrically i'm an unmuzzled dragon
opponents I attach them to the back of a wagon and drag them
sport their flesh upon my scales for fashion
you better stay on your couch playin' Madden
your time is up has been
you done snorted everything from grounded up aspirin, blow to the snows of Aspen
your fans don't know you full of it, that's how you gas them
slap you in the mouth so many times you'll talk with an accent
punch you in the temple and derail your train of thought
my knuckles against your head strike with the pain of darts
tarnish your career, spit spray paint to stain your art
I eat with teeth designed to saw wood
get up out the car if you think you spar good
you'll regain consciousness butt naked on top of your car's hood
i'm the truth kid and as such I can't be refuted
my voice box is a cross bow and I aint afraid to use it
no i'm not Cupid stupid
verbally leave you permanently wounded and muted
the narrow arrow traveled and flew across the room like a big sparrow
and pierced your rib marrow
there was blood left on your afro as well as your shadow
the sharp tip from a verse spit when it hit with leave your heart split
in a battle I flow the hardest
all opponents are left a heartless carcass regardless
let another line sail
the verse was so on point, it impales your frail entrails to the wall
splatters your gall bladder and makes you fall into a pool of gall
on the floor you droll and sprawl
the noises you scream resemble a grueling brawl
shoot you during a duel, now crawl, oh no, how cruel, you're mauled
yous undercover that's why I hate yall raps
you more suspect than a young black male wearing a baseball cap
you sweeter than Russell and Richard Simmons having a pillow discussion on Russian Linens
keep tryin' to act like you don't know what it is
i'll grab your son with my right hand, your daughter with my left
and then i'll throw your kids
don't ever try to gamble
on my last rival I did a drive by in a stolen Lambo, using trojan ammo
I came through with roman candles
lit him up while he was on the Ouija board tryin' to omen channel
you aint but you think you nice
that's why you gettin' beat by life, mistreat yo wife
can't sleep at night, aint eatin' right
son i'll crush your teeth like ice
then fight you with swarms of bees and lice
that'll eat you like beans and rice
if you survive this strike you best believe the hype
i'm coming back like Jesus Christ
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THE COLLECTIVE - 2012
« Reply #2 on: February 06, 2021, 06:05:05 PM »
Four Clonez -
poetic pieces of a progressive thesis
our alter egos are a collective genius
most students never get to see this
Four Clonez only seeks fellowship with selected seniors
namely eclectic dreamers and they must show intrepid demeanor
Conundrum's communications are clandestine and carefully concealed
there is more than meets the eye once revealed
like the seal on the back of the dollar bill
commonly referred to as the Unknown anomaly
memorizing applied finite mathematics methodically
Chernobal in it to win it
he'll escape from jail to destroy your properties in monopoly
with the microphone, mesmerizing the metronome melodically
we are three identities and yet four ironically
described as a civilized savage, or a gentle giant
our electrical nervous system is compliant with any appliance
with verses that re-wire brain connections of the simple minded

Let it be shown
Chernobal, Conundrum and Unknown
transform then form Four Clonez
sit upon your throne and transmit Alumni war poems
clarify the collective from your perspective is the objective
may the continuum be erected is the directive
four together, yet three of us separate


Let it be shown, sit upon your throne and transmit Alumni war poems
Chernobal, Conundrum and Unknown
try to battle Four Clonez and you'll be thrown towards the ozone
clarify the collective from your perspective is the objective
may the continuum be erected is the directive
four together, yet three of us separate

Conundrum -
Aye yo battle me, the Galileo Galilei wears a halo made of one of Saturn's rings
I exert pressure that rivals gravity in a spiral galaxy
lines tally to totality with casualties and fatalities
I rain meteor showers that leave you devoured
my heart runs on nuclear power
verses circumnavigate my cerebral cortex at three million miles per hour
hit you with rhymes so rapid that you just can't stand it
harder than granite yet to be examined from extrasolar planets
with 5000 kelvins of atmospheric temperature I cause incineration
you facin' complete and utter cremation, witness Chernobal disintegration
my flow is gravitational
that alters your weight to space ratio
then pulls you into a black hole that's rotational

Chernobal -
YO, YO, YO, YO, YO
who want to battle the golden tongue?
blow flows and froze for fun
this Chernobal son
spit in your mouth from 300 yards away is a hole in one
you bout as weak as a priest on Sesame Street
a sesame seed recipe for beef
you against me, you minced meat
when I eat I feast like an extinct beast with annimalistic instincts
my cannibalistic teeth sink
you then cease becoming a missing link
i'll slap your mothers resemblance off your cheeks
and your eyes too
so the next time she sees you, she won't recognize you
i've attacked master masons while they were masterbatin'
in nothing but an apron in the name of satan during their initiation
vocal electrocution and asphyxiation
Conundrum if you want to battle just say where
but be warned I don't play fair
if I lose i'll blow myself up at your sons daycare

Conundrum -
I have nothing to gain but may Conundrum reign
my breath is a counter clockwise circulating hurricane
if I rhyme for days I cause tidal waves and torrential rains
I leave my rivals slain with potential pain
one verse makes dirt shake
until tectonic plates brake, behold an earthquake
those near to any great lake face the worse fate
I soar parallel to the equator line with an eagle's vision
then bring about flood conditions that alters the earth's eco-system
Chernobal listen, be warned of the approaching tsunami storm
I make gloating emcees drift on limbs of trees
and other pieces of floating debris
I strike you with lightning for even approaching me
don't cross this fault line
my rhymes re-align the earth's axis to outshine the sunrise
the calculations done totaled the sum Pi
wash you away with a mudslide, thus saith the Alumni
hit you with a barrage of bars, bombard you with falling stars
as the shards the size of mars demolish you along with your garage and cars

Chernobal -
wait a minute you just said what?
i'll throw you at your own reflection in a mirror and make you two head butt
leave you floatin' in a pool of red stuff
in a sea of glass dead cut
i'm the reason Stephen King isn't seein' things
Stephen Hawking isn't walkin'
and Stephen Gould is meeting ghouls watching demons droll
Chernobal says the kinds of things you never heard before
the type of verses you can be murdered for
that can trigger an international incident and bring about world war four

Conundrum -
Chernobal be gone, Conundrum's psalms are like napalm in Saigon Vietnam
dispersed by the Vietcong, do you want to see a bomb?
I'm the ego behind IED's and WMD
designed by me along with the aide of Alumni at MIT
melt your mucus membrane, strangle you with your own veins
re-train your brain with sonic waves and cosmic rays
that leads to a change in your brain chemistry, chemically
mentally alter your left right symmetry
no one but Conundrum can beat you lyrically
that's why the Alumni sent for me
my concepts send you to the morgue
I got a dot org and created a virtual tour of my sci-fi borg
what you think we switched to wifi for?
i'm currently constructing a super conducting super collider
powered by a pirated wireless provider
that will take you back to a future time zone when fired
blow you away with Four Clonez cyclone
I learned enough wind energy can spin anything
like torn paper
my tongue form lasers and I spit them at storm chasers

Chernobal -
it's about to get drastic
Chernobal got El Nino passin' attackin' the fabric of your amino acid
faster than the chemical reaction of fast actin' tinactin can happen
lyrically i've already surpassed you stupid
I make your bladder useless till it oozes
fill your ass with mucus, stomach acid and other gastric juices
I can't even hear let alone adhere to queers
you sweeter than tears for fear
if you come near i'll cut your throat from ear to ear
share the file footage via peer to peer
i'm the one in the collective that can spit sick
if you ever diss this you'll get your wig split
then i'll make you lick a pig's clit, covered in big zits
I practice lyrical raw to pass the time
get out of line, no homo but that ass is mine
if you say something asinine, you'll get hit in the face with a glass of wine
the outlaw swingin' southpaw, slam your thick skull against a brick wall
melt your knee caps into tree sap, cook you in boiling bees wax

Conundrum -
but Conundrum is sicker than a anemic bulimic
re-sequence then double dutch with your dna double heliex
i'll make you behold Behomoth in HD on a Zenith
battle Chernobal with robot soldiers powered by solar
when it's rhyming is over
it's like beholding the explosion of one of Jehova's super novas
I turn the cosmos into compose
eat the big dipper like a snicker
and the milky way like a tic tac or kit kat
Chernobal just shut up and sick back
why hate? if you don't stop imma dehydrate your complex carbohydrates
have you lose height and weight, you'll go from 5'9 to 5'8

Chernobal -
What, you thought that was ill?
you over the hill like Holyfield or Shaquille O' Neil
I bring the beef to your doorstep like meals on wheels
and that's fo' real, fo' real
Conundrum you should know that I might flip
with the flick of my wrist I send you towards the ceiling just like a light switch
now say nighty night *****!
i'm the incredible hulk spittin' unmeasurable volts
anthrax attacks in the form of battle raps
I get worse with every verse dispersed
I was the first who's body of work prompted a terror alert

Unknown -
the science of flight aviation
flying formation synchronization
aerial navigation, air transportation
Alumni Aviator Association
I sit alone with a candle lit at my night stand
simultaneously writing with the left and the right hand
one draws plane diagrams, the other FAA flight plans
if my calculations are correct, this aircraft just might land
time to test my jet engine, weightless mid air suspension, aeronautic invention
equipped with approach radar precision
I fly with with the vision of a inertial guidance system
I'm headed nowhere, I don't care
in the cockpit with a thousand yard stare
during air warfare stealth fighters lose
the control tower views as Howard Hughes overpowers you
while amateurs reach a point of no return, trying to regain control
like a stunt pilot at a air show
I perform a barrel roll
I can feel it in the air tonight
the feeling first began when I prepared for flight
you know I got you in my cross hairs, right?
it's not really a fair fight, the way I drop the bomb on em' during a airstrike
OCD, obsessive compulsive disorder
before final approach I circle the border
repeatedly doing a set pattern using the joystick in a particular order
I laugh at the thought of air combat as I cruise on the tarmac
no one is a match I land without a scratch
all of my rivals need to fall back

Let it be shown, sit upon your throne and transmit Alumni war poems
Chernobal, Conundrum and Unknown
try to battle Four Clonez and you'll be thrown towards the ozone
clarify the collective from your perspective is the objective
may the continuum be erected is the directive
four together, yet three of us separate

Let it be shown
Chernobal, Conundrum and Unknown
transform then form Four Clonez
sit upon your throne and transmit Alumni war poems
clarify the collective from your perspective is the objective
may the continuum be erected is the directive
four together, yet three of us separate
 

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Re: AA - 2012
« Reply #3 on: February 15, 2021, 12:10:39 PM »
Nice compiling of your rhymes from back in 2012
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