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[sid] => 126524
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => too incredible
[time] => 2006-10-04 00:28:48
[hometext] => read and you'll be convinced
[bodytext] => when my backs against the wall, all the wrong excuses, slippen, chokin, concrete obstacles, cold as Iron bars, mind confused, fused terrorist/slash president, catch cases like catfish, still I slip off the hook, when all I need is beyond looks and perceptions, but an essence that truly from one came many, from many came one cause, emboided by an endless circle, undefined, the rolling wheel offer few clues but faith, uncompromising, unconditional, an infinite root, from nothing the design has doen exactly that which we choose, with nothing to lose, I analyze the design from a creator's eyes, in clashed with the titans and made them cry out honesty, or at least something beyond a metphor or a simlie, i were you'll find me, between the lines the greatest anomly, of souls beyond their time, my art is not realized until the quickest expression sophists steal right in front of my eyes, but I' m doin fine beyond that my circle of people extends so i can rip at the instuttion outside in, i' m that crazy with the pen, forseeing my strokes my intution i rode rthyhm to annother dimension, you second guesssing but history will show that for me driven is just another label for submission, im kinda just chilllen, yeah i even feel the bars that man Reese and MF be spitten, splitsecond from my ego centric ways to extend the wavelenght, i am a man of war and peace, gentleman and beast, i could ryhme anyhting for I have the ace up my sleeve, but kings be coming in the form of jokers and heatens barbarians those heated beyond words, is absurd, for I'm the lyrical architecht, i just built my own foundation underground, oh you aint heard im the one and then some son, not insane son of sam but goddman i'm the wrong man to ***** with, rather die than lose at times at others its not worth it, but I move on with a focus, to be the best man to start a movement, the logistics are improving yet so far from freedom that our fellow citizens deserve, i am tolstoy refined new age medication, has me feeling like David, been through dark ravines at the bottom of ground zero was my soul for sell, its like im being punked all the time, and im beyond their games, i helped justify why things came to be, but the powers that be ignored me, and my solutions for peace, so thousands of soldiers of dying for billions of cake, a fair shake, if the true message was spread then all would cease for those that hold high seats for all high seats are the legitmate means but ***** em all when i speak, cause my struggle my power lies in a fire ascribed through forging all types of metal, made in a lab, oh yeah all high seats are is power beacuse of insider information and connections, let the man loose in the streets they can't move me like Da Vinci my legacy could alone, though fire a negative response, but never that cause if i die ive said all ive said but i love women so i live on chasing them in my dreams, when reality hits the backlash is never forseen except by the powers that be, but drop your weapons unless you a kamikaze then ill torture you like the paparazzzi, you so don't got me, i'm so gonnna explode from every angle corner ill show you all out warfare you think them chopppers aAND PLANES ARE JUST IN THE AIR, for fun, sometimes i must ask are they for us meaning my circle, nothing can intimidate a man when aura emantes true madness its runnin down when spine kid, i put the ist in artist, number one target, cause i knowim a win regardless, of all the gossip, i was destined this is heaven come test it, ill have every gun assembled, every pen will tremble for i am too incredible. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 51 [informant] => BSteel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Event )
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