CTR LEGACY THREAD

HopeLess · Post by **HopeLess** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 4:04 pm

I can't stand you,
sick of the way you exist,
in the way you always breath in
and exhale what you used to know and
just expect things to go
Your way
and know your way
and I hate you for every minute placed on a prayer
and cliche expectations,
that everything's going to be alright.

I hate you,
hate the way you get so internal.
insides balled up in a knot and
the way you
stay sleep walking, wrapped around yourself
pissed off and depressed
face all curled up in what gets
confused with deep thought and
complete thought,
when you're really just
self concerned and feeling guilty
because you know that
you don't have shit to be down about.

You don't have the life,
and you don't have the right
and you haven't see the kind of times
to even contemplate suicide.

I hate your face,
hate you smile,
hate your frown
your lips and skin digust me,
your finger tips
the bags under your eyes,
carry that discontent I just wish and wish
and stay there,
wishing I could climb out of myself
and show you how much I hate you.

You don't deserve the last breath you took,
you don't deserve the second chance
that turned into a third and fourth and fifth,
God, I hate you.
I hate the way you hate yourself
I hate you.
I fucking hate you.

So, stop believing you're different
or meant for greater things,
stop seeing what you want
and see that this is what you deserve.

I hate you.

And tonight,
I'm going to kill you.

Tonight I'm going to kill you.
Tonight I'm going to kill you.
Tonight I'm going to kill you.
Tonight I'm going to kill you.
Tonight I'm going to kill you.
Tonight I'm going to kill you.

BeHemoth · Post by **BeHemoth** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 4:22 pm

interesting piece. dug it.

Reason · Post by **Reason** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 4:55 pm

hands.

anyway...rappers always talk about how tough they are and stay actin hard - i'm a keep it real though

loosely titled "from age 6 to age 17"

it's a 92 bar verse. good luck lol

a lot of cats brag about the people they fought
but I ain

curiouscharles · Post by **curiouscharles** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 5:07 pm

i read it, and like it, that tinman line made me laugh. you have a story to tell here and it comes through pretty strongly, i enjoyed this, rapped it to some mac dre beats heh.

Reason · Post by **Reason** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 5:14 pm

curiouscharles wrote:i read it, and like it, that tinman line made me laugh. you have a story to tell here and it comes through pretty strongly, i enjoyed this, rapped it to some mac dre beats heh.

thanks, brethren. i'm gonna spit this over some choclair beat i got from the instrumental exchange in troy...too smooth...thinkin of doin a series of jacked beat songs/verses and put together a "mixtape" for free to hear, just to get my name/skills known even marginally

HopeLess · Post by **HopeLess** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 6:03 pm

Impressive stuff Reason...I actually flowed this to "Runnin" and it was dope.

Nowell's Soul · Post by **Nowell's Soul** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 7:49 pm

Jen wrote:
Nowell's Soul wrote:The reddest sunset I ever saw, it set too quickly.
OMG I love this!!! This line though made me think that something bad happened to her, what did you mean? Was it the end of a relationship or did she pass away or something? I'm probably just reading it wrong though since you refer to her in the present.

Very very good.

Thanks Jen. No, she didn't die or anything, this piece is about my best friend, and we're just staying friends for now, even though we could have the whole kitten caboodle. Yeah, I just said kitten caboodle.

BeHemoth · Post by **BeHemoth** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 7:59 pm

I remember being small...............

kwil · Post by **kwil** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:03 pm

the build ups and,
this style and,
the way it would make the person reading break down and
cry and ...

i liked this, strong writing dude,

ciaoanara,

brnfrzebreakone9 · Post by **brnfrzebreakone9** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 11:20 pm

Time holds the truth, inside it's forgiving arms
cradling the honesty, only its eyes are giving alarm
Time holds the truth too tight, it's face blue with suffication
it's funny how a smooth road chasing you, can turn into a rough occasion
and as the clock hand revolves, i find subtle relaxion
in staring at my watch, your eyes, and your facial arrangement

I took your look, just as curious misconception
and i read the map only for missing misdirection
but as these roads are all faded, and the names are a bit erased
i doubt that if time stood still, she'd have as pretty a face.
Give me time and a chance, and I'll give you something greater
But time is holding the truth, and the hours are running later.

brnfrzebreakone9 · Post by **brnfrzebreakone9** » Tue Apr 26, 2005 11:27 pm

You took a right into what's left
a wrong turn into what's right
an open door which shuts less,
locked for safety only at night

You watch the Pastor on the radio
the number you said you'd call it
to church you say you'll maybe go,
but your only reverend is you wallet

The blind man reads lips
by listening to the bible
and the gambler needs his chips,
yet calls that whole book libel

You say you have faith, but you don'nt live the lifestyle
and you look up at the stars, and call them just a lightstyle

Raise your hands or your eyes
before the old man dies
Raise your hands or your eyes
before the old man dies.

ms_horlicks · Post by **ms_horlicks** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 12:38 am

i really liked that, especially the 2nd verse
really stringed it along quite nicely - tight stuff

felt

pz, licks

ms_horlicks · Post by **ms_horlicks** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 12:42 am

made me wanna go on a hating spree yo! lol

but for serious, this was some dope writing. really felt the emotion
and aggression behind the words, got the imagery flavour too.

it seems you have alot to get off your chest.

keep up!

pz, licks

ms_horlicks · Post by **ms_horlicks** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 12:51 am

im rotating her tissue picture, i made figure of this blushing angel
now i pay with rebel rhymes, her face is purest formation of beauty fire
we will always sample movements, but ill never be your mother desire
my fingers yern to clean the dust, the pain treble that will hurt your trust
if you find the truth thats locked, come and unlock this blackend heart
my lips kiss your honey iris, you were made through unkind violence
as years pass i cry silent at it all , im not ruined but for you id fall
little miss i wish i saw you crawl, sometimes i beat myself coz i stall
i live a selfish exsistance, my life unstable but sun n love consistant
you not here with me blessing in disguise, but not quite coz i did fight
too young to know whats right mood, just know that they left me bruised
but for now thats all i can write down, i gave birth to the deepest love child...
child
if you were ocean id be content to drown
child
if you were ocean id be content to drown

pz, licks

Galvatron78 · Post by **Galvatron78** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 1:42 am

I get ass like bike seats/ fuckin' hoes in places/
you consider public/Black Porn?/ okay hand it here I'll dub it/
Black Ass Candy my favorite/ hoes don't need saving/
bustin' nuts in bitches mouth/ and best believe I ain't payin'/
I slayin' bitches like St. Nick's transportation/
Work all three of your holes/ to the point at foreplay you fillin' out job applications/
plus a union is formed when i stretch beyond the norm/
Glaze that face/ split splat ...ughh/ bitch tell em how it taste!!!!!!
Fact still stands I'm yo' candy man/ I'll nutt in yo mouth bitch and not yo' hand.

BeHemoth · Post by **BeHemoth** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 2:13 pm

BeHemoth · Post by **BeHemoth** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 2:15 pm

a bit simple and predictable. mix it up a little. that right/wrong/right/left shit is played out a bit too. keep at it tho.

thanks for posting

BeHemoth · Post by **BeHemoth** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 2:17 pm

liked this one a lot better than the other one. much more to digest. this was like clos du bois merlot and the other was like peach Boone's.

BeHemoth · Post by **BeHemoth** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 2:21 pm

"I can't stand you, sick of the way you exist"

hatin someone for havin the audacity to breathe is one of life's small pleasures.

BeHemoth · Post by **BeHemoth** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 2:25 pm

This poem conjures an image of a child that was a product of rape. In this case I think what was raped was art. Either that or the drugs are finally kickin in.........

four_see · Post by **four_see** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 3:06 pm

are you talking to yourself in this piece? thats the impression i got

dope shit tho

ms_horlicks · Post by **ms_horlicks** » Wed Apr 27, 2005 9:33 pm

no on expected me to candy curse, the minister never blessed a bitch born under earth, they didnt see that rejection could be my drive, fuck a jump board if im already high, enough to boogie pose in thin air, so many questions where to begin?, staring and wondering wont get you here, so get over the obstacles and shake that ass, stop crying your already turned - do you wanna get burnt?, fuck no i know your ready, curious your hot and steady, dub be good to me you moan heavy, lets get proper with the mulfunction - i need to roc this to function, word up to the spots that killed me, the ultimate kick and snare - got me spared in my world of infra-red, super sonic boom and im ipod beyond, leapin back into my gangsta - when i say i love you im not prankin - star, ima reach my rhymes no matter how far - i have to climb, they sprint with the coconut rum, that once corrupted my soul sun forever bummed, but im back on the strip - holdin the grip, regardless of the ejaculation thats bound to hit, so i recite the verse till ear bleeds, and i know im a supreme being - thats heart doesnt hold greed, fallin back into them cold emotional deeds, now and again i need to feel human real, flesh of blood and bone, sometimes god can throw you stoned, i believe im here to learn something from a higher power, even if im stooped - and blue ajax pills got me looped, please forgive me lord, judge me for all i am and growing to span, the lifeline thats ahead of me please expand, respect the drill sergent when the whistle blows, its a sign to stop walking into glass doors, scars on my right side represent my knuckles bare, fight of the night i never backed down in fright, eyes blood shot red - watch me slip into an unknown life, then i emerge suddenly erect with my stomach bent, im caught up in the past at times, monsters never die hard - not even after the sequel scenes, but i get pulled up - where would i be without the golden arms, hold me i shouldnt even be seen, but internally you keep thee, without these busy ways id be useless - like frail branches clinging to trees, this be the time we least need a tsunami, im moving to the next movement - but aint satisfied, holla two times and show me mimes, better off trying to follow mine - but i got inspired, cmon yo represent the shine, not the kind that hangs from the neckline, but the kind that beams from the inside, but it dont hurt to get somethin for the waistline - after all i love to feel secure within my wrap, so fuckin what if i dont mean crap, im just expressin my right to be wrong - and give you somethin to speak on, no sense makes the best of us kid - common only gives you what you want, we know already from left and right - but what about side on?, i bring my thoughts from angles non-direct, like things that happen for a reason - then suddenly spew with surprise, ill take that into my memory drive, the lane that i took in a small purse, to pull it out now and again to trip over and start to curve, coz im awaking to de ja vu - like the animals in the zoo - that appear to be our social crudes, so fuck normality if most of us behave abnormal-ly, im like beautiful clutter - with my head up out the gutter, like a smut that loves to be a peddler but cant seem to hook the needle in ya, mend ya im all about the after-hours, imagination can be a liar if you aint wanting to act on - those total images of perfect brain washing, dont let it get to you - coz you and i sleep deep for the pushing, so we try to capture - brown sugar packaged, coz the sweetest things should be available for us - the bold, ill keep the raps ice cold - i can serve more than a woman or a lover could stir so stir it up baby, let the vocal mists swallow it up while the funk grabs my feet to get up,its the closest youll get to my intimate - but i wont spit at your courage, yes im talking to you im open to honesty to decrease the stress, the violin sorrow strings makes me miss first but fall to grace, when im not worthy of witnessing its frame, sometimes the worse can work in mysterious ways - even for the untame, look at me and ill be top of the list with my government name, never braggin i wonder why im so humble pie - grounded yes i cant lie, white lies indeed are fine, because when i said i couldnt make it i was buying you flowers - my nails are clean and kind, now my true purpose is heading to me on rewind, ima put the art back into the craft, while some honeys get snapped up groupies hittin shafts, let the shadows go and let the mind slow - go with a incredible flow, nothing im saying is remarkable - but ima leave this to rest so this can stand to endure eyes that read it

..........

pz, licks

p.s i wrote this in the early hours of this morning, basically high and in a random writing mode. i get that from time to time when i blaze up, makes me wanna rant on and on with my writing lol

Mindbender Futurama · Post by **Mindbender Futurama** » Thu Apr 28, 2005 1:22 pm

wow, thanks guys!

I'll make more. I didn't expect such positive praise.

thank you, for real.

Mindbender Futurama · Post by **Mindbender Futurama** » Thu Apr 28, 2005 1:31 pm

but i look back on those kids I could never befriend
and crack a smile because I speak English better than them

i can relate.

"picked on more than scabs and guitars" <--- you're damn good with the words, bro.

your writing continues to impress me.
if you recorded it, i would listen to it.

BeHemoth · Post by **BeHemoth** » Fri Apr 29, 2005 4:29 pm

Ca$h Rulz vs. hired gun for some marbles, possibly all of them.

HopeLess · Post by **HopeLess** » Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:15 pm

Damn, I like your style.

Tweak Da Leak · Post by **Tweak Da Leak** » Sat Apr 30, 2005 2:21 am

im strung out done too many drugs
rashes got me wonderin, done fucked too many sluts
brains leak out when the cigerettes lit
prostitutes happy to get paid waitress' need tips
body bag ya man's ID'd by his dentals
He was a good man died full of potential
spinnin' off the meth knees bent from the louis
godzilla pimp slice chicks uglies like matsui
rock that hat goofy might smack you sue me
kufi over my samson bring the house down when im up in the booty
rock hard when we fight cops
blood type rock your mics like not
pop pills blowin up inside of israeli nightspots

Ethin · Post by **Ethin** » Sat Apr 30, 2005 4:34 am

If I speak my mind, my minds speech is accidental
Everything that I say is highly confidential
I

Mercuthio · Post by **Mercuthio** » Sat Apr 30, 2005 10:12 am

Why is it illegal to buy a set of needles?
Penetrate my own skin where the veins're showin' and thin
blood flowin' within
I perform akupuncture on a daily basis
It's my stable crutch to keep me up and able to face the daily races
I've embraced every hell-hound
masked as flasked happiness makin' me spell-bound

found myself to high when I charged for the door in the sky
I tripped over too large a task
and barged through the floor of life and died with a gasp

Gregg Popabitch1 · Post by **Gregg Popabitch1** » Sat Apr 30, 2005 6:51 pm

lol @ the matsui line and the closer

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