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 Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 8:37 am
Femmunition The past is the past, learn, corrections, mistakes, reform and abolish, Once lawless, my exicutions remain flawless My style aint ganeric but I dont know what you'd call it I cant read it back cuz Im hooked on a little blue pill and cronik Gettin cross faded and about ready to vomit Im waitin for some down time cuz high is an understatement Floatin in the atmosphere loosein my patience Till I crash land and hit the ground Ears ringin bells with a skull fracturing sound I can feel my world split in thirds just like my mentality producin two other bastards that want to battle me Me, myslef and I tryin to stay alive Fightin for control cuz only one will survive Its about time I retake my mind This body is mine, almost lost to the devils design Pulled the granade pin in my brain and said good by Watchin as me, myself and I exploded and died Woke up from my high, feelin kinda groggy but that was a hell of a ride I peer at the clock and its like twenty after ten Damn I'd say its about time to do it all again
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 8:38 am
( I really need to stop taking brakes....Im getting rusty as ********)
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Jaiden Stryker Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 5:28 am
I watch my back because fiends will commit a sin.
And I watch my front. Going back and forth in a constant spin.
Years pass, and I feel like I'm walking on a treadmill.
Taking steps with no progression. My movements unread still.
Unpredictable, yet without the element of surprise.
It's all the same to me. Life's a b***h, and I can tell by the look in her eyes.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 5:49 am
Jaiden Stryker Years pass, and I feel like I'm walking on a treadmill. Taking steps with no progression. My movements unread still. Unpredictable, yet without the element of surprise. It's all the same to me. Life's a b***h, and I can tell by the look in her eyes. ..that she's dying to ******** me... Despite the hard times I think it's likely she loves me The rough stuff, S & M and next fetishes Tryna bring me to my knees, but I can't let b***h I feel her breathing down my neck No privacy. She's even reading out my texts Relentlessly. Every week. I realise that she's testing me b***h let me be...You'll never get the best of me.
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 3:11 pm
She'll leave you to die as a baby just like Frederick II,
Cut off your tongue, never learn, it's like a repitetive loop,
Practice the wrong ways until they get an early death-imagine,
It's all in your mind, like that line that litters your path as signs,
No one there to pull you out of a sandwhich, maze of rhymes,
Insanity, because helping people is such a crime, what a travesty,
Life's a b***h, she can destroy or give, she's not one dimensional, your Majesty,
But.. even though you'll be wearing the crown by never bending sounds,
As you walk on stage like a clown, you're still the one who's skill-drowns,
Not caring about people will lead to your downfall when you're at the top,
Ends doesn't justify means speaks truer than ever, kingdoms drop,
Status doesn't matter when it comes to reason, like seasons,
Nowadays, switching against or being for the crowd is apparantly treason,
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 3:27 pm
Femmunition Nowadays, switching against or being for the crowd is apparently TRE(E)ASON,
against the bark of a pair of nut sacks, that bust back
tense and hard, with no cares tell the world to lick my butt crack
Aint no ******** society in this community except those of the ******** the gov and democracy mother ******** are hoes bent off hypocrasy
Talking about unity but I don't see shyt in it for you or me
I just see rich go to wealthy and poor to less than poverty
Can't get ahead because every ones giving head to W.A. D.C.
And then all our costs die ire, im done walkin to my death time for someone to hear me
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 4:07 pm
The people are as suceptible to hypocrisy just as much,
Heck, everyone is at some point in their lives,
Everyone has faults, guess today's brains turned to mush,
Democracy isn't a bad thing, more choices to do things better, right,
Double edged sword, it also makes people fight,
You want to be respected or want to be rich, but as you kill everyone else to get it, you never thought of karma and justice,
You want to be respected or want to be rich, but you don't do a thing to acheive this,
... but it still never hurts to give people a helping hand, so people who might work just as hard you do and people who aren't able to work but try their best anyway in a non stealing or killing way, can have a better life. Honesty helps people learn. wink
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 12:13 pm
Femmunition You want to be respected or want to be rich, but you don't do a thing to acheive this, And you're wonderin why you didn't do the same things that he did He's made the big time - and you just can't believe it or understand. So it's difficult for you to, become a fan It's no wonder, man. He's ******** up your plans. A blatant shame. From respect and admiration To being the object of avid hate in: The blaming game. Your a newbie... and they don't usually... have the stamina to maintain the rage Here...have a carton of hater-aid It's oh so bitter but you made this taste common place in your brain. So, grab a cup or glass please Actually, forget etiquite there's no paparazzi You're in the same situation you were stuck at last week Anonymity...Watching others won't get you up on our screens
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 6:28 pm
Truth.
No hate, can't understand they just don't want to admit it,
Systems every word that I say speaks truth-stop playing victim,
But I'd rather I make it the right way then make it just to become famous,
Words will change your soul eventually I believe you'll make it,
You'll help yourself, other people save themselves and make them shake lips,
Born unlucky, there are people who don't have the means to support,
Infant's abort, done with people fighting because of the sport,
It's understandable to be hungry and you'll do anything for food-quick,
Once you're rich, you can share with people who need-fist,
Killing over money, jealousy and hate I don't agree to this,
Messages core is worth more than the pretty words you can come up with,
*Caugh* Not to anyone particular. *Caugh*
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 1:31 am
Femmunition Messages core is worth more than the pretty words you can come up with Simply cuz your simalies have ten letter words dont mean you spit some deep s**t Throw some consept into your concoction that you can actually relate too Truth is better than bull s**t and bein real means people will hate you But that was simply a part of the plan all along Cuz if your not hated on then your doin somethin wrong Roll with the punches and stand strong like a solja Even if it means you must be atlas and hold the world on your shoulder You might be on your knees but a titan you remain And even gods in this industry will forever fear your name Cuz you used to be a monster, a pit off his leash Vertually unstapable dog you were a beast You were locked away cuz you couldnt be beat Instead of livin on your knees you would die on your feet So my bruthas and sistas do your thing You might be a slave in the moment but you'll grow to be a king or queen
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 7:48 am
Alexander the Fallen Femmunition Messages core is worth more than the pretty words you can come up with Simply cuz your simalies have ten letter words dont mean you spit some deep s**t Throw some consept into your concoction that you can actually relate too Truth is better than bull s**t and bein real means people will hate you But that was simply a part of the plan all along Cuz if your not hated on then your doin somethin wrong Roll with the punches and stand strong like a solja Even if it means you must be atlas and hold the world on your shoulder You might be on your knees but a titan you remain And even gods in this industry will forever fear your name Cuz you used to be a monster, a pit off his leash Vertually unstapable dog you were a beast You were locked away cuz you couldnt be beat Instead of livin on your knees you would die on your feet So my bruthas and sistas do your thing You might be a slave in the moment but you'll grow to be a king or queen A slave to darkness I'll be the light at the end of the tunnel, Instead I'll chose to do what's right even if I'm hated prepare for my muzzle, See the hatred they usually won't listen to you enough to see past their rage, Can't see the harm they're doing to themselves- mistakes, Still being real how about trying for age? It's a two way street you're only condemning yourself to follow the smoke, In this life I don't want you to end up dieing in coke,
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 5:49 pm
coke got a lot of acid and coke make breathe rancid
People heads so far up their a** that hope seems to be half assed b/c of asses
And if you don't want to live then your heads in the plastic
poke yourself some holes so you can breathe through the elastic
shyt gets kinda dramatic but try to see whats passed erratic
A b***h will be a b***h with bad tactics but i keep my plans in the attic
I don't have to hear what people say I am doing cause if I am I know
A ho will be a ho who cares where evil is moving cause my postive movements on the go
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 10:49 pm
I'm a pro wit da gutta flo makin mega doe
Writin lines on da elder scrolls
Leavin hoes oblivious kinda like bethesda
The best to ever not stop since puff and betha
I fester on yo dome like an infected laceration
I was gone for minute call it an exaggeration
Cause I got 21 aeons added to the collection
Last time I spit a rhyme I was 19 yrs. beyond conception
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:19 pm
Vicious_da_Cannibal Last time I spit a rhyme I was 19 yrs. beyond conception Spit my first lyric and it darkned my complection But the wound wasnt external cuz the fire burned internally Contained temperatures darkening the soul of me Drifing in and out of a different state of mind That bypasses through the connection from my brain to my spine Enters through my shoulder, hits the arm and stops at my wrist Causes me to raise my right hand and ball this black fist But my hour of power has long since ******** all the bull s**t and lets try and move on To a brighter future of a different kind Like a new age hippy turnin his fist to a peace sign But it seemes that some are catchin the vomit from this economy People get put out of jobs then live in poverty Same old pour folk askin for change But the more they do the more things stay the same Crime will probably go up now so get ready to go Lock and load the shot gun so its ready to blow You remember the happy days but your smile is now a frown Taken that peace sign and puttin the index down
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 12:32 pm
Alexander the Fallen Taken that peace sign and puttin the index down Oh so now its ******** me now? I swear people are clowns they dont wanna go this route I promise without a doubt I swing and stomp em out no b***h will wanna kiss him I know -Sick nasty visions But if you're insisting We can make it happen Ill stop your jappin Jaw bones get cracked n' Chests caved in Leave em beggin Violent tendancies, I gave in I was made in The county of Milwaukee Incase you wanna stalk me Outline and chalk me. Its all talk G. haters on that japping s**t. Im on that mackin quick Her tongue slappin d**k Slide it in her tappin her c**t poundin n grounding maxing the slit Rear end straight backing the b***h c** in her crack n peel out in the whip
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