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Post by maddmaxx on Jan 25, 2012 12:51:56 GMT 10
All things, ain't, what they seem You'll get washed; even if you're way too clean
I was ridin around the Lake gettin smoked last night Seen a gang of businessmen pilin out the Scottish Rite It was just lascivious, cuz ducked in the three-way Givin those ridiculous handshakes to the PD and the DA But I'm hip to the sign language it's just an exchange of the blood brotherhood who remains nameless But to me y'all famous, and I got game just the same Man it floods my brain, ya can't frame us
They got plans, plots and schemes Like a dope fiend tryin to get that ice cream cola
My nigga hold up, things is not as they seem You get washed; even if you're way too clean
Deceptions inception and interception of our direction is intertwined with what goes on in our minds Take a look at your reflection What you perceive is based on what you believe is true Shackled and chained and thinkin you as free as a eagle in the sky - need I remind you? The pen is an inkwell, niggaz is slaves Even if we not locked up, we on our way
They got plans, plots and schemes Like a dope fiend tryin to get that ice cream cola
My nigga hold up, things is not as they seem You'll get washed; even if you're way too clean
I'm bent like a slinky, where the hoes at? Just got paid, pockets on fat Friday night, everything is right til Opio hung a left then I seen his lights (siren) But we "B-Legit" like "The Savage" We da shit, got L's and a pocket full of cabbage One time did a search and found we had scratch Itched it and took us downtown Matched ..
.. descriptions of two individuals who just did a bank heist Small timin shanked the guard twice in his neck A Purple Heart Vietnam vet They test me and eye-witness fingered out Pep So the next logical step was: I drove the getaway Accessory to murder, court date set for May Put my ass in North County on set for Pelican Bay And since I'm not Orenthal J., I can't pay Shapiro the dinero to get away clean A nigga got twenty years though, know what I mean?
They got plans, plots and schemes Like a dope fiend tryin to get that ice cream cola
My nigga hold up, things is not as they seem You get washed; even if you're way too clean
"Does anybody know what the situation is? Do you know what we can do and what we can't do? What we can say and what we can't say? I don't know that anymore. And I don't have enough time to go and research all the laws. So I'm in the position that the only thing I can say about that is FUCKIT."
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Post by Wes Gear on Jan 25, 2012 13:03:46 GMT 10
Nice words, cool beat.
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Post by Naught on Jan 25, 2012 17:16:23 GMT 10
Good stuff have you heard that new jay z kayne song?? They say it says we killed tupac. Is jay z really illuminati? I mean why is he so famous? It does sound like it listen here is just the instrumental. Right before it says yeah it says we killed tupac yeah
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Post by Naught on Jan 25, 2012 17:54:30 GMT 10
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Post by brillbilly on Jan 26, 2012 2:50:31 GMT 10
For some of us,it's obvious that the so called Illuminati have there hand's deep within the music industry........great lyrics
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Post by maddmaxx on Jan 26, 2012 12:34:38 GMT 10
ya there is too much illumanati bull shit in music, i tell my girl friend all the time that that crap is gonna rot your brain but she likes it but she does agree with me on jay z being a mason. But have any of you listened to deltron? or del the funky homosapien? He is by far the most talented rapper he is in that band hieroglyphics and he raps about the truth and he is verry intelligent. He also did the song clint eastwood by the gorrillaz and was a big inspiration for there band. if you havent heard him you should definitlly check him out. i usually dont like rap but i listen to him all the time.
Who fuses the music With no illusions Producing the blue prints Clueless? Automator defy the laws of nature Electronic monolith throw a jam upon the disc The futuristic looper with the quickness Hyperpatudes(?) and hydrogen fusions keep your distance
First we coerce your brain patterns Colaborate with time consume and reprogram it I apply the flow cannon The combo so slamin Automically reconstruct the old canvas His logic impress A hypnotic effect Ya latin patent you could call it a gift Man he all in the mix nuclear physicist Geneticlly taylored every bit of this stimulus
Psyonically bionically forget how you feel
Especially formulated the rest of you fornicated It takes more to make this He juggles variables Unparreled propulsion to carry the load Nueral surgeon the purest virgin conducting currents Musical merlin he shines like sterling Watch the Automator draw laser of a higher intensity And instantly miss a beat create a symphony
Hey I know now repeat automators an the planet earth and hes gonna stop the war of the worlds Deltron Zero is here as well take the cut for real He told ya all, even dudes as he is truly gifted in the matters of rhythm Ya you got to give him that In his infnite wisdom you know you got to get with him
In the year three thousand and thirty everybody wants to be an MC In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to be a DJ In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to be a producer In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to tell ya the meaning of the music
I must appeal to you people with your faculties Cuz everybody else is gonna laugh at me People try to get over and take a crack at me The universe is one and I can see what rap can be glorious Put in the Smithsonium my podiums for holy hymns But you see whos controlling them Fuck myself off cuz of the egotistical mode I'm in No I can't slap you no five When you and your cutty is talkin shit about me outside People take pride in what they have no hand in Sorta like a phantom holographic handsome But deep inside he wants to do what his man done Just because his peers jeer and and clown When your six foot deep no one hears you now They say were not compatible like deers and cows and owls So many rules and regulations say you're not allowed
I'm caught in the grip of the city.. Madness
If I had to describe the way I survive its like vice squeezin The reason I'm black and still breathin Heathens will breed heathens so Everybody's suspect I must check your ID Cuz you lookin sheisty you might be intelligence Someone that Del's against Opposite or positive When I drop the law against nature be faithful Why should I hate you we ain't that different We may act differen't in some ways But we still grouped together like a fuckin survey Sufferin and fuck em all's the motto I'm trapped in a bottle My music's gettin hollow That's what happens when humanity you follow Where every leak or info is hard to swallow Sell your Marlboros and car insurance Put niggas on the moon and can't pay your burdens I smoke herb and rock a turban Meditate on the world and whats occurrin A lot of white boys like the style and copy Dig in something deeper and youll peep that were not free It's not about the seperation its about the population
I'm caught in the grip of the city.. Madness
Simple minded people always poin't the finger To bring it to a close as if life is their role, their path When all paths are intersections It all depends on the persons perception When I'm mad as fuck you get shot And to some it's bad luck I believe you held something back for too long It grew strong And enegy has its own will And people think they make music still But music is there with out you or me we just manipulate For better or worse so let it situate I get to make records and dough Paid out the ass hole And still seen as another face on the totem pole Conquer, my sponsors are monsters And everybody thinks that I owe them one I'm glad I love music and life cuz it's easy to see the pain and strife and end it all tonight
I'm caught in the grip of the city.. Madness
Yeah, that's the funky funky shit, ay bust it, yo, yo
Deltron tremendous force to end your courssssse Every whim is enforced I send men with torches to raid your fortress And in the process radiate your optics Subconsciously haunt emcees Super human technician atomic inner dimension Too mental with intuition Typographical aptitude let my lasers clap at you Mapped the route, psychologically crappin out, what youlaughing bout? Imitations getting penetrated in free simulations In my emcee training class remain in mass Never get liquidated convert energy Into matter instantly, with a pen and pad Calculate the Sino graph, heat the center of gravity Abolish apathy graphically packing 380's With body heat sensitive bullets you need safety Fest on your face and neck Mental armory levitate legs for my monarchy No malarkey my flows embarking Zionically sparking brain cells til they're sparkling
No one knows the time passing by.
I remake my universe every time I use a verse To fulfill my destiny, emcees rest in peace Side barriers provide care within From impurities every word sees your attention like thirddegree I subjugate you other fake performers while the bass of yourface No sense you be in attempt fleeting Emcees siphon my likeness Biting my insides like five enchiladas This plain of existence is amazingly different From my orbital oratory always going for the glory You pop wide open from my slice slogans I stay in effect with alien tech Make you wanna say he's the best With synchronization with commendation its armor plated hard to fake it Never carbonated, scar your matrix Virtually uncertainty, murk your mediocre sheets and sofa With my style of energy, del assembling A realm where anything, is possible NASA scientists can't define this Mechanical mind set diamond alignment
Mathematical astro grapple a flow, pterodactyl Very factual crash course, last resort, cast me off At last we warp to my own world, my own neurological cubbyhole Open the airshaft I'll be there fast! With spare raps to tear back their mass Deltron experimental critical literal Professor test the pitiful Micronautalyst interchangeable All of this gamma grammar far from bema Got mind control bandannas To control your clan with scanners Brand the planet like a band of bandits Who man the cannons and guns with random Sub atomic, love of logic, bug with phonics Tub of chronic low in bridle with controlling ciphers Unraveling rhyme, in traveling time Alien life form mail in a pipe bomb Deltoid life long I write songs Monarch absolute, serve a glass of proof When I vanish leave my spirit in a planet On top of the surface my words and wit emerging
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence
It's 3030, yo, I get my hands dirty ? a pure breed, medically insured weed Fuck the system, non-conformist humans Walk around because of their ordinance, just ornaments Super-thugs use computer bugs, all ignoramuses Reduced to savage half-beasts off a crack piece Not me, I'm shit-faced, which way but loose In a hovercraft, not no bubble-bath, turbo-boost Fuck Earth, I want to live on Mars somewhat closer to the stars And farther away from dumb civilization with no mental stimulation They changed the constitution for your red white and blue friends Exterminate nuisance, no one listens to what you said The online is touching your head With brainwashing, with propaganda about your fearless leader Who got two hundred body guards so you can't touch him either Bodies disappear, obviously of fear Lobbyists can't get near shit Everybody's spirits are under control Computers run with the soul Elitists defeat us, they live by the beaches Bubbledome over the hemisphere, so you can't enter here We live in the dumps with mutant rodents With blood red eyes, saliva drips for opponents Scratch your ID chip off cuz everybody own it
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence
They only teach high-tech in private portables That float above commoners, they'd soon as bomb it first Advanced safety features, from contact with creatures Who either slave their lives away in outdated factories Or may be bounty hunters in a land of apathy I'm Butch Cassidy, style wild, uncontained I steal computer disk files, drink water from drains Metal detectors check ya, ? reflectors in every sector While I drink electric nectar No one believes inspectors and spooks They just lecture the youth about having respect and couth Toward the US, and you guessed it The rest get imprisoned or incisions in their medulla No president, we have a ruler "You are to be inside by 9 o'clock or we will shoot ya" Missile launchers haunt ya in your nightmares It ain't quite fair, little tykes ain't prepared They've got your wife naked bare in the subway For some thug play, neo-punks with cerebral pumps For enhanced recognition of politicians and witches Senior citizens are disposed against their wishes Aliens landed and said our planet wasn't worth invadin Cuz all the natural resources are fadin
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence
Sorry about all the music and lyrics i just feel like del is a way underestimated artist.
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