Deeper UnderstandingexviperMay 23 2006, 08:44:06 UTC
I ask the same question... why arent you here? Feelin the Reaper's breath... death is near You said you'd protect me... sounded so sincere You moved on... to a new frontier I did too... but still reamin here Now previous battles... resurface and reappear Nightmares you took... the ones so severe Attack all at once... nothing seems quite clear Remembering your lessons... I tried to adhere Now I need you more than ever... you were my seer Your teachings are fuel... got nothing to fear Darkness consumes me... shed one tear Wondering why you still arent here...
2001 lueges in the mindapocoliptikMay 23 2006, 16:42:04 UTC
The reaper breaths on ur neck cuz he does reveer I know his leer I tawt u wut I know, so u have my shield, it's now up to u to choose to wield, I'm always by ur side, even if not in this body U can see a little my in everybody u can light these lurnings on fire, cuz we keep the flames a little higher so bitches will lurn to call u sire, if not they can feel my blade, drag the souls of wiced to the shade, and wade, in a pool of their blood.
Definition Description of a Climatic EvictionapocoliptikMay 24 2006, 04:33:52 UTC
Payin in blood, ment someone lost a life, A soul whicks away, into the flame or to the light, For eternity, that means everyday and every night, To live in paradise or hell, live ya life right, We all have our demons, I got my fair share, They dont torment me, I command them, I swear, To do my evil biddin, but they aint aware, Of what really goes on deep within in my lair, Plans of world domination, second soul redemption, Money generation, interplanetary destruction, Seein the seas run dry, the streets flood with crimson, And they'll be beggin at my feet for a piece of exsitence...
I got nothin! :/apocoliptikMay 24 2006, 22:36:26 UTC
U must be the brain, with the Apocoliptik Reign, waist to be lain, I put the reds wit the whites so I guess Pinkies the name,
so what we doin tonight, same thing as always but tonight, we do it right,
we lay waste to the body and consume the soul, BBQ the thighs and Hickory Smoke the Butt Holes,
slit the throught of a drunk and drink red red Wine, throw the bitches on the bed and tell'em it's time
don't drink the liqor by the baches, cuz I garantee I'll take advantage.
lite up the bongs, off come the thongs, and in go the dongs, of the three o'clock bells, and I return to this hell, then I return to my dell, and turn back the clocks, and re turn to banging the fox,
Well since we turnin back time, let me wind the clock, Back to '85 cause bell-bottoms rock, My birth year b*tch dont like it sucka c*ck, Dont even look me cause Id rather use a sock, Lets go to '94... wait nothing happened then, Winter Olympics and death of Ricard Nixon, Movies were Forest Gump & Pulp Fiction, And KFC introduced real chicken, Movin on to '03 lets see what we can see, Year later sailin seas in the Navy, N*ggas dont want problems cause they can't stack up to me, They upset cause they girl is givin me booty, I need a drum roll, but I need a band to do it, Its like a .45, you gotta shoot the bullets through it...
I know I got souljas but I now I need generals, To dictate followers and make death plentiful, You f*ck with my unit and well beat yo ass cynical, Cause its crazy to use a fork with cereal, And if you got no milk, then man you pitiful, Make a run to the store you betta dress casual, Its hot outside, its the killas season, Firein burners, packin heat, for what reason, Winter needs to die so they lurin and teasin, Until it Falls back... then you'll be leavein, And rake-in bout the things that you shouldnt of taken, You'll go to sleep permanently and neva awaken, While ya souls feed to demons mmmm... takes like bacon...
I'ma spit this rhyme, till ya kicks duth shine, its listenin' time cuz im about to break the hyme on ears than neva herd tha word, I gotta keep it ubsurde,
u best not be Hate'n cuz u will be forsaken, from body to bacon,
bitches better give the three "B's" Back rubes, Blowjobs, and breakfast in bed, cuz nothin sez "I love you" like the lips on a head. just put it in ur mouth ain't nothin to dread, I ain't the cops and I ain't no Fed.
Madly malevolent Manufaturer of Magnificent More than mabee, malignant
Multiply mad by manhattan Monstrously it's MadHattan
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Feelin the Reaper's breath... death is near
You said you'd protect me... sounded so sincere
You moved on... to a new frontier
I did too... but still reamin here
Now previous battles... resurface and reappear
Nightmares you took... the ones so severe
Attack all at once... nothing seems quite clear
Remembering your lessons... I tried to adhere
Now I need you more than ever... you were my seer
Your teachings are fuel... got nothing to fear
Darkness consumes me... shed one tear
Wondering why you still arent here...
- Duce Dub
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I know his leer
I tawt u wut I know, so u have my shield,
it's now up to u to choose to wield,
I'm always by ur side, even if not in this body
U can see a little my in everybody
u can light these lurnings on fire,
cuz we keep the flames a little higher
so bitches will lurn to call u sire,
if not they can feel my blade,
drag the souls of wiced to the shade,
and wade,
in a pool of their blood.
Reply
A soul whicks away, into the flame or to the light,
For eternity, that means everyday and every night,
To live in paradise or hell, live ya life right,
We all have our demons, I got my fair share,
They dont torment me, I command them, I swear,
To do my evil biddin, but they aint aware,
Of what really goes on deep within in my lair,
Plans of world domination, second soul redemption,
Money generation, interplanetary destruction,
Seein the seas run dry, the streets flood with crimson,
And they'll be beggin at my feet for a piece of exsitence...
Reply
with the Apocoliptik Reign,
waist to be lain,
I put the reds wit the whites so I guess Pinkies the name,
so what we doin tonight,
same thing as always but tonight,
we do it right,
we lay waste to the body and consume the soul,
BBQ the thighs and Hickory Smoke the Butt Holes,
slit the throught of a drunk and drink red red Wine,
throw the bitches on the bed and tell'em it's time
don't drink the liqor by the baches,
cuz I garantee I'll take advantage.
lite up the bongs,
off come the thongs,
and in go the dongs,
of the three o'clock bells,
and I return to this hell,
then I return to my dell,
and turn back the clocks,
and re turn to banging the fox,
Reply
Back to '85 cause bell-bottoms rock,
My birth year b*tch dont like it sucka c*ck,
Dont even look me cause Id rather use a sock,
Lets go to '94... wait nothing happened then,
Winter Olympics and death of Ricard Nixon,
Movies were Forest Gump & Pulp Fiction,
And KFC introduced real chicken,
Movin on to '03 lets see what we can see,
Year later sailin seas in the Navy,
N*ggas dont want problems cause they can't stack up to me,
They upset cause they girl is givin me booty,
I need a drum roll, but I need a band to do it,
Its like a .45, you gotta shoot the bullets through it...
Reply
dropin fine babies,
fall out your mercades and into the 80's,
with the high top fadies,
trip once more and right into Hades,
they fell with the angels, Roze as demons,
one soul at a time thet created Legions,
and they took this region,
in just one season,
conforme I will not,
smoke it in the van,
leave'em out to rot,
wont giv'em a fan,
Spit it so hot,
it'll giv'em a tan.
I don't need no gun cuz I spit fire,
and we let it burn a little higher,
to light up the pire,
put u in the light so they can call u sire
and by ur sholder,
stands me,
ur numba one Soul'ja
Reply
To dictate followers and make death plentiful,
You f*ck with my unit and well beat yo ass cynical,
Cause its crazy to use a fork with cereal,
And if you got no milk, then man you pitiful,
Make a run to the store you betta dress casual,
Its hot outside, its the killas season,
Firein burners, packin heat, for what reason,
Winter needs to die so they lurin and teasin,
Until it Falls back... then you'll be leavein,
And rake-in bout the things that you shouldnt of taken,
You'll go to sleep permanently and neva awaken,
While ya souls feed to demons mmmm... takes like bacon...
Reply
till ya kicks duth shine,
its listenin' time
cuz im about to break the hyme
on ears than neva herd tha word,
I gotta keep it ubsurde,
u best not be Hate'n
cuz u will be forsaken,
from body to bacon,
bitches better give the three "B's"
Back rubes, Blowjobs, and breakfast in bed,
cuz nothin sez "I love you" like the lips on a head.
just put it in ur mouth ain't nothin to dread,
I ain't the cops and I ain't no Fed.
Madly malevolent
Manufaturer of Magnificent
More than mabee, malignant
Multiply mad by manhattan
Monstrously it's MadHattan
Reply
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