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Saturday, February 2, 2008
Rhymes--Disappointed
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Rhyme--Mixed Message
How I
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Saturday, December 8, 2007
Rhymes
Just days ago wore my heart on my sleeve/
not the hardest thing ever but still took honesty/
cuz I humbled myself to this girl named lissette/
you know i let the feelings get advanced accelerated mistake number one made from the start/
idealized her but realized worth is earned not given free like natural water/
friendship is a beam of light but the breeze of time is in the end responsible not forcing your mind on them/
time does the understanding/
landing in a lake of smiles is always nice/
but if you take the time to fill up a lake/
it's more precise/
so I relayed to her how I feel/
put aside emotion sentiments cuz the deal/
was sweating like the sun/
and to be the only one original individual kat/
planned ahead/
want to cultivate a positive friend/
keyword accentuated/
cuz mistake number two made/
and hated myself in a small way/
tried to play the game/
you know you've gotta be up front be your own way/
face contorted in expression of pain/
distorted brain trying to sort the recorded aftermath/
once we spoke/
hope she won't act unnatural/
now the agenda's on the same page/
actual purpose of a smile/
of a filtered conversation is to dial/
the number to her heart right/
where the word friend resides/
alive in her mind/
not die like the rest/
convulsion of thoughts expressed in disarray/
cuz space has this gravity attracting me to l/
plain simple message told her 'I like you'/
so it's insane to tell tame a wild sensation/
to be friends is just the reflex of our relations/
I have this feeling she might not pursue/
the proposition to/
be for her the kat to be for her there when she needs me/
I hope she sees me/
as what I envision a seed for growth/
if not I'll learn to cope/
I've learned not to dive into the pool cuz minds must be scoped first/
then enticed to fill out the survey to show worth/
slow work into our friendship I fear/
but the ball's in her court now/
want to believe I'm wrong about what's thrown down here...
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Rhymes
Humans are like antennas picking up channels/
tuning into stations full or empty but no perfect reception white noise turns up missing programs close up/
throw up precipitation in the form of disillusioned irritation/
but people need to realize/
whether it's the first or the last ten/
don't idealize/
the fact is some channels just won't show up/
don't give up the ghost don't stop showing love/
there's an average spread of negative attributes/
through all people on this planet we all hear the same flute/
ask your mind for the notes in the music spreadsheet/
watch as you compare the similarities/
printouts reached cuz the mind records the sounds of life the same way/
across the board the conscious thoughts end up with the same fate/
we all relate/
we're all the same replicated brains just a different name/
but check now your common ground/
sometimes heads don't look for it/
then say there are no common nouns/
well the verbs are equal/
the herbs we eat are equal/
the shirts we weave are equal/
one size fits all our people/
next time stop and wonder if you really think that kat across the table really has a different link/
whether asteroid or comet we rock the same effect/
when we blend all our flavors together we bust one style trend/
one wild gem/
one wilding/
one wild thing/
we're children/
of his reign/
his universe/
we all write the human verse/
let's unite/
I'll help you fight the struggle with my martial arts your Hip-Hop his hip-hop their slick tropical samba color the same horizon/
experience the same summer/
we've got more in common than in opposition/
with our brothers/
cells in one body/
the world/
I hope we break the clutter/
and free our minds/
I think we will in time...
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Rhymes
I make my home out of rocks and boulders so I can adapt me genes to the rough surface of the earth/
texture not always round or always curved/
sometimes the tangent lines to my mind not perpendicular to my height/
time flows in irregular patterns/
just checked the warped box in the ice/
the rhyme's losing flavor/
no longer nice/
somebody add soy sauce to the rice...
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Rhymes
Haven't you ever felt like you were drifting in the sands of time/
like your life is a distant series of chimes/
piano keys pressed to the rhythm of the melody the hear makes when it beats/
pattern scattered like the echoes in your mind when the next ghost rhymes/
sublime metaphoric twisted contortions when your face exists on the side of some mountain/
and you listen to the whispers of the crickets deep within the forest/
bamboo thickets/
rivet at the motion perpetual you exhibit/
feeling like the world is a book that you have written/
spirit driven through the 8-bit crust of this planet at one frame per second/
animation suspended leaving your magnet in the air frozen/
staring at the screen crashed/
you scream 'you must be joking!'/
damn the thesis lost train of thought in a collision/
failed the mission/
but you've got no quarters left in your pocket so this life leaves you wishing you'd go idle for a while/
turn to screen saver for a while/
not like you're sick of programs running but what's wrong with chilling for a while?/
style possessed by a demon while stress has you breathing/
filaments that don't exist like oxygen all in your dreams so the chest is really heaving/
seventeen already tired of so many things but still believing/
my vision will one day change the world binded by chains of blinded/
crimes in the city are just images signed autographed lyrical graf art of thieves in the night's climate/
simon says play chess so give me back my two knights forget to check my queen send your king back to the pawn shop/
trade it in for a new link/
what's missing in Hip-Hop is me...
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Rhymes
Ten days existed between two milleniums/
twisted the minutes to match the schematics of your smile/
cameras flashing in my mind slash heart/
as i recalled the last glances god allowed of your delightful face/
I trace my memories over the paper with you as the filament/
spaces in my head with lissette as more than 50% composition/
let the sweetness of her candied soul mend the affliction of my critical world/
distance from her didn't affect the physics/
still listened to the Dominican land with your name on its lips/
or was it me rhythmically chanting/
couldn't really tell the difference/
the feeling is a special lift/
spiritual wind calms the seas/
ocean mist turns to colorful breeze/
makes your fossilized grin within my M-I-N-D turn to the brightest coral reef/
weaving the thread of imagination into a kodak moment depicting your creation/
an archetype for all beauty/
the horizon must have turned to ruby/
when the most high first made you/
dawn shaded for the first time from the blue tears raining down from his eyes/
cried out of happiness until they turned crimson/
fate listened to god's greatest wishes as he made white light like egyptian ivory to shine fortune on a nice columbian family/
today they must be proud to have you as a daughter sister plus so many other nouns/
and even if life was soundproofed I'd still hear your melody loud and clear/
proof that your sound is unique/
so I invite you here to where my heart sleeps/
and promize to hold you dear for eternity
-Ao '01
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Rhymes
I'm becoming a man/
slowly shapes are changing as I grow/
I'm becoming a man/
everything's a different color tone/
I'm becoming a man/
and as I transpire the wire fence I'm becoming a man/
no one would have ever thought/
I'm becoming a man...
Responsibilities becoming just more numerous/
while life used to be rough now I'm smoothing it/
like a lubricant/
making peace with my fellows/
meadows flow with water cuz now i show my mellow self/
pride is no longer a virtue/
instead I care about what's going on in the fam/
make it positive/
initiative taken to make it prosperous/
forget about the past let's acknowledge it/
but concentrate on what's ahead/
a future full of happiness/
I found a perfect definition to that adjective/
just the other day/
my flavor mixing with that of a Colombian magic gift/
sift through the faces in the crowd/
I picked the one smile that echoed loud up in my mind/
registered like a nine on the Richter scale/
stabilized myself/
then she became for me a Duracell/
raining down like hail/
so now I'm trying to tell y'all...
-Ao
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Rhymes
Somebody check the intelligent prism/
a collision is evident with the pseudo-intellectualism/
prisons deep below the planet's surface where a magnet made of molten metal/
fragments the mind of these people/
demagnetizing master tapes/
now we live in blanknesss/
magic graphic displays/
schematics of dragons floating in space/
sketched by mages making blueprints of the haze/
there's a science to the art used to thaw the icy oceans we live in/
frozen by ignorance quotients/
the cold winds chill the factors/
the word play lashes semicolon slashes/
parenthesis/
this is just a demonstration of the archetype thesis for human animation/
raw conscience split into pieces like a nation/
where the creases lay down a foundation for the perforation/
like Jesus Christ/
spreading love through my holy water leaving seeds behind like the original father/
Adam made of dust ate apples made of lust/
grappled versus god/
Hip-Hop's outer crust feeling the draught of deluxe special effects/
everybody has the same damn dialect/
unoriginal styles come in the same damn packages/
12.99 sticker cover price/
make-up thicker than the sewage waste making its way into the rivers/
the ice makes me shiver/
unconsciously the liver stopped working/
now I can't process the alcoholic breath lurking all around me/
if my mind didn't have a floatation device/
Free Thinking/
I'd be drowning sinking into Fate faster than I can link my hate-love combinations against the unlimited haters bringing lethal radiation like they came from outer space/
straight predictable stone statue raps while my lyrics stay pivotal/
-Ao
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Rhyms
I move mountains with my sound and my conscience/
have the echoes of my voice disintegrate nonsense/
cause friction on the haters' launches/
haunting their heads like the aftermath of a ghetto war/
battles leave you mentally sore/
even physically cuz the shockwaves penetrate the virtual space between us/
the screen won't save you/
my verbals take you/
into an alleyway/
rough you up/
you wake up in a fable imaginatino/
-ZHERO MBP
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Rhymes
Got this game locked down into a crevice of my imagination/
asphyxiation of my effect/
not possible cuz I make my own oxygen/
register the composition/
I'm four-fifths of Hip-Hop like nitrogen gas in the atmosphere/
blast kats next to it/
where the ozone layer O3 forms a hole in the stratosphere/
too much radiation for the average MC to handle/
rivaled only by the radiance emanating from me/
so follow the lead like the CO2 from a candle/
-ZHERO MBP
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