Author Topic: P 2 K - 2011  (Read 101 times)

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P 2 K - 2011
« on: January 23, 2021, 01:50:50 PM »
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BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING

(YOUTH - FORETOLD)

from my youth since I've been alive
i was told that when my daddy died
i would arise
and reign supreme king, in all of my tribe's eyes
it was prophesied, foretold
by the prophets of old
written on copies of scrolls
rolls, with seals of copper and gold
when i would get cold
they would heat coals and put it in a bowl
whatever i would say, the servants would uphold
when they were present, i was in control, yet controlled
if i ever cried, i was consoled
i knew i couldn't die yet, God was in control of my soul

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BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING

(TEENAGE YEARS - PRINCE)

as a prince i was granted diplomatic immunity, impunity
a dogmatic, charismatic, bringing unity to the community
i took the opportunity and used it wisely, not foolishly
my appearance stayed grimy, not beautifully
usually, with no jewelry
except when it was time for jubilee
i spent my wealth frugally
and conducted myself prudently
made sure the tribe's women were dressed suitably
no nudity
i was made king after my dad passed
during the mutiny
and it unleashed the brute in me
now, i want revenge for the tom foolery

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BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING

(MANHOOD - KING)

i took power immediately, after the eulogy
and came in brutally, musically
waged war with lunacy
with cruelty i acted brutishly
trained daily and worked on my fluency
self taught, i practiced truancy
so no one could ever say they influenced me
it took some time, but now i spit fluently
as a king i battle ruthlessly
enemies place me under intense scrutiny
lyrically I'll put them all to death truthfully
mount there heads on my wall, looking at me ghoulishly
some try to overthrow my power and cause disunity
i fire back with a power packed diss usually

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BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
BOW DOW AND KISS THE RING/ SUBMIT TO ME/ MY SPIT CAN STING/ BEHOLD CHERNOBAL THAT WAS FORETOLD........FROM PRINCE TO KING
 

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Re: P 2 K - 2011
« Reply #1 on: January 30, 2021, 05:08:05 PM »
Here's the sequel from 2014. Rap King > (c)Rap. god...

1 Samuel - 16:11 And Samuel said unto Jesse, Are here all [thy] children? And he said, There remaineth yet the youngest, and, behold, he keepeth the sheep. And Samuel said unto Jesse, Send and fetch him: for we will not sit down till he come hither.
1 Samuel - 16:12 And he sent, and brought him in. Now he [was] ruddy, [and] withal of a beautiful countenance, and goodly to look to. And the LORD said, Arise, anoint him: for this [is] he.

seventy mighty men stand with their weaponry to the right and to left of me
my deputies command them speaking breathlessly using telepathy
this is my destiny my calling as king is heavenly
I came from peasantry with felonies to a legacy of integrity
the humblest, this salvation is a everlasting covenant surpassing governments
my opposition are amassing punishment so while I'm relaxing they'll be discomfited
planning is subsequent soon we'll be attacking their triumvirate
turn their sustenance into nothingness with a thunderous destructiveness
in my kingdom the captains were well trained for survival action
as we approach the canyon they tried to withstand them firing canons on rival factions
it's hard to fathom homicidal assassins blastin' in a tribal fashion
with a primal passion but this is exactly how reprisal happens
we take away their camels and damsels, i travel with candles my apparel is flannel
when the day breaks i display a opaque shadow, beware like when a snake rattles
I'm tactful with the tools i handle as i hunt I'm quite careful not to awake mammals
i was a shepherd that raised cattle, now i sit upon the saddle ready to wage battle

that was winter but this is spring how i reign is a mystery
with ease i break enemies like a chicken's wing the scriptures they strengthen me
i am a valiant man able to shoot with bows using both hands
i depose my foes cross sands and overthrow whole lands
after the confrontation i divide the spoil amongst the congregation
for the relatives of those who died i offer them consolation
some questioned whether or not i was king, this day is the confirmation
from henceforth there will be condemnation for any such conversation
i have all magicians, wizards and witches gathered so they can be cast out
the musicians play rhythms we praise, feast as we laugh and shout
i grant petitions to my descendants from the village to show kindness
it will become a tradition to those in attendance a privilege for the righteous
spies report to me throughout the hour guards scout from the soldier's towers
heavy is the head that wears the crown, i have to watch or else be overpowered
i have reaped my reward my hand cleaves to my sword as i cry out to the Lord
i chose to be a man of war my daily activities the scribes they record

what will become of me and who will reign when i leave the earth?
the barren queen is to conceive but i don't believe we shall see at birth
according to the prophets he is to be a man child in my likeness and image
he's to be king blessed if upright but he'll lay lifeless if wicked
i pray his armour bearers have rest and the entire tribe hath peace
let the famine flee, the disease leave and please may the wrath cease
i am wounded from battle pierced underneath my third rib from a arrow
the tip went in shallow my entire side is wrapped and anointed with aloe
I'm trapped in this shameful place while in this painful state
can't wait to come out of this dire strait i hate reminiscing on that fateful date
feeling powerless overflowing with doubtfulness the size is mountainous
on my back appearing honorless with a cowardice countenance
my brutes enter in groups, they salute i dismiss the duke who plays flutes
we settle any feuds and disputes then we discuss new trade routes
the day draws near for my freedom my time of healing is reaching completion
even though i've been badly beaten this season I am aware this is a reason for treason

I arose out of bed as my uncle whispered there's a plot for my life
immediately i got my clothes and made the captains watch out for my wife
this conspiracy for the throne is coming from a portion of my horsemen
i had the sad misfortune of being the target of extortion
they want my fortune, me and my envoy flee by night to escape
now exiled i fear for my life filled by fright and dismayed
in the wilderness we dwell in dim caves for several months
could never settle once watched my back and my front because the rebels hunt
we turn the tables on the perpetrators set the bait to capture them
to sneak up to the back of the leader then my men will sink the dagger in
I was told that someone had news for me that was of relevance
a young man greeted me as your excellence he bowed and did reverence
he said they fell for the trap he brought me his bloody garments for the evidence
i told him once we returned from this exodus he would be exalted to elegance
once we enter into our land our people greet us, children they kiss my ring
tens of thousands line up waving gifts they bring singing long live the king

1 Kings 2:11 And the days that David reigned over Israel [were] forty years: seven years reigned he in Hebron, and thirty and three years reigned he in Jerusalem.
1 Kings 2:12 Then sat Solomon upon the throne of David his father; and his kingdom was established greatly.