trap.
01-31-2013, 08:00 PM
E2:
I’m Lawrence of Arabia—or at least that’s who I feel like
So far away from home and trying to get the deal right
My dad was a diplomat, but above all a family man
He said that being American here was never a handicap
But it was—all my classmates hated my guts
The little rich white kid who stayed up in front
I was an entrepreneur who couldn’t stand the thought of the poor
Unless they were driving my model and not an Accord
The auto industry is clever but my plans were far better
The design alone made it the most advanced car ever
So what you got a hybrid? This shit runs on hydrogen
Plus it’s so silent you won’t buy another ride again
Dependable as fuck, it’ll be there when you need it
The only byproduct is water, it’s easily the cleanest
It’s so eco-friendly that it makes a devil of horses
Your fossil fuels can’t compete with alternative energy sources
Not the other way around because I represent the future
These companies understand that and plan to light some fuses
So I fly up to Dubai on the weekends to greet friends
And seek gentleman to finance my dreams next
But the beachheads mark the extent of my influence
Oil tankers offshore set up their instruments
I’m the heir and it’s apparent they’re embarrassed when I’m arrogant
But I don't even care, I’ll spit the sales pitch in Arabic
They couldn’t let me lie but they sure kept me quiet
—Or they tried when they sabotaged my assembly line, fried it
That night I was watching TV just drinking my MGD
When a hitman came to see me, I think he was from BP
He shot me five times then he ran out the house
I took off my vest and sat down on the couch
He didn’t finish the job but somebody else will
I might as well wait for my bloody death. Kill.
Prox:
Quote:
Originally Posted by NoetiC
your a marine biologist out of anchorage, alaska. you've been studying the patterns and movement of the elusive giant squid. using high speed technology and privately funded boats, you've traveled most of hte world looking for this motherfucker but with no physical evidence. only photographs and thermal sensory back up your work. until one day, by a stroke of luck your ship is attacked by one........
hello sirs, im in search of an infamous mollusca
im in disgust the busta been shakin me in a flux of vacancy
blatantly stays far with say, par vision
yet somehow shakes the lasers from the radar system
even aimin' from the submarine, he snubs my beam
i think hot ink blots are showin up on the screen..
So if you defiant wit' the rules then be quiet, kid..
You aint ready to research the perch of the giant squid
I know you've seen the following cuz of its keen morphology
this prospect is one of our biggest projects in extreme biology
operate with private ownership, mostly public disinterest
Just kill all species, then them dumb hicks is impressed,
Sorry--I live in Anchorage, surrounded by tranquility
where the fittest of all are world renown for their agility
More than not, my crew would stray into foreign waters
and we'd leave as soon as our names had warrants offered
i'm either here for the price of science or to entice my clients
So notifying ME when you see it would be a nice compliance...
See P. Diddy called and wanted onna these in his tidepool
But ain't have the right papers, and i dont mean wide rule
Gave me a guide and hooked us all up with right fuel
2 mill for alive, but we ain't get shit if it died cruel..
2 years and it looms about, watching our movement
as we recruited diciples, it was picking up new scents
played suit to its vital conception of us as a nuiscance
needed to set an example, a sign of reputance
Was this the next crew of Ahab? or just some poacher corps
too soon i heard two goons go screaming overboard
rushed to the boat's edge and it seemed like thirty tentacles
the victims eyes bulged and hearts caved from bursting ventricles
in a fraction my faction was engulfed in vicious fashion
everybodies innards actin pained like they had a bad interaction
from the ships attack my ribs crack too, and fools wonder
why you get too involved with something it's "being pulled under"
oh snap!
NoetiC:
-thanks...
Quote:
Originally Posted by E2
Noetic--you are a child who has been diagnosed with a form of terminal cancer (it's up to you what kind). Describe your thoughts/actions as you live out your last few hours.
my body is failing, but i feel already dead
as i can barely find the strength to crawl up out of bed
it hurts just to sleep, restricted when i breath
bed sores across my back developed from apathy
as the cancer inside me just dwindles away
my organs, my life, and my future from today
it makes me really think if i did all that i could
in the time i had on Earth, but before my damaged blood
had ran its course inside me and developed in my brain
a tumor that just eats all my memories away
before all my strength turned into all the weight
that pins my fragile body to the metal bedding frame
my lungs fill with fluid, my brain fills with thoughts
of bargaining my life in talks i have with god
and sometimes when i cry, i shake away the tears
as i try to convince myself that its not as it appears
that i'm not in some denial, that i can pull it through
as i go into a seizure and wake up with a tube
shoved down my throat as it pumps me full of air
now i lost my will to talk as i lost my will to care
my memory is gone, new thoughts i cant retain
and lately i forgot why i've been in so much pain
the pain now receedes, my brain is empty space
i'm living temporarily as decomposing waste
but i guess this is it, the final chapter in my book
Author: Noetic
Title: "No Luck"
I’m Lawrence of Arabia—or at least that’s who I feel like
So far away from home and trying to get the deal right
My dad was a diplomat, but above all a family man
He said that being American here was never a handicap
But it was—all my classmates hated my guts
The little rich white kid who stayed up in front
I was an entrepreneur who couldn’t stand the thought of the poor
Unless they were driving my model and not an Accord
The auto industry is clever but my plans were far better
The design alone made it the most advanced car ever
So what you got a hybrid? This shit runs on hydrogen
Plus it’s so silent you won’t buy another ride again
Dependable as fuck, it’ll be there when you need it
The only byproduct is water, it’s easily the cleanest
It’s so eco-friendly that it makes a devil of horses
Your fossil fuels can’t compete with alternative energy sources
Not the other way around because I represent the future
These companies understand that and plan to light some fuses
So I fly up to Dubai on the weekends to greet friends
And seek gentleman to finance my dreams next
But the beachheads mark the extent of my influence
Oil tankers offshore set up their instruments
I’m the heir and it’s apparent they’re embarrassed when I’m arrogant
But I don't even care, I’ll spit the sales pitch in Arabic
They couldn’t let me lie but they sure kept me quiet
—Or they tried when they sabotaged my assembly line, fried it
That night I was watching TV just drinking my MGD
When a hitman came to see me, I think he was from BP
He shot me five times then he ran out the house
I took off my vest and sat down on the couch
He didn’t finish the job but somebody else will
I might as well wait for my bloody death. Kill.
Prox:
Quote:
Originally Posted by NoetiC
your a marine biologist out of anchorage, alaska. you've been studying the patterns and movement of the elusive giant squid. using high speed technology and privately funded boats, you've traveled most of hte world looking for this motherfucker but with no physical evidence. only photographs and thermal sensory back up your work. until one day, by a stroke of luck your ship is attacked by one........
hello sirs, im in search of an infamous mollusca
im in disgust the busta been shakin me in a flux of vacancy
blatantly stays far with say, par vision
yet somehow shakes the lasers from the radar system
even aimin' from the submarine, he snubs my beam
i think hot ink blots are showin up on the screen..
So if you defiant wit' the rules then be quiet, kid..
You aint ready to research the perch of the giant squid
I know you've seen the following cuz of its keen morphology
this prospect is one of our biggest projects in extreme biology
operate with private ownership, mostly public disinterest
Just kill all species, then them dumb hicks is impressed,
Sorry--I live in Anchorage, surrounded by tranquility
where the fittest of all are world renown for their agility
More than not, my crew would stray into foreign waters
and we'd leave as soon as our names had warrants offered
i'm either here for the price of science or to entice my clients
So notifying ME when you see it would be a nice compliance...
See P. Diddy called and wanted onna these in his tidepool
But ain't have the right papers, and i dont mean wide rule
Gave me a guide and hooked us all up with right fuel
2 mill for alive, but we ain't get shit if it died cruel..
2 years and it looms about, watching our movement
as we recruited diciples, it was picking up new scents
played suit to its vital conception of us as a nuiscance
needed to set an example, a sign of reputance
Was this the next crew of Ahab? or just some poacher corps
too soon i heard two goons go screaming overboard
rushed to the boat's edge and it seemed like thirty tentacles
the victims eyes bulged and hearts caved from bursting ventricles
in a fraction my faction was engulfed in vicious fashion
everybodies innards actin pained like they had a bad interaction
from the ships attack my ribs crack too, and fools wonder
why you get too involved with something it's "being pulled under"
oh snap!
NoetiC:
-thanks...
Quote:
Originally Posted by E2
Noetic--you are a child who has been diagnosed with a form of terminal cancer (it's up to you what kind). Describe your thoughts/actions as you live out your last few hours.
my body is failing, but i feel already dead
as i can barely find the strength to crawl up out of bed
it hurts just to sleep, restricted when i breath
bed sores across my back developed from apathy
as the cancer inside me just dwindles away
my organs, my life, and my future from today
it makes me really think if i did all that i could
in the time i had on Earth, but before my damaged blood
had ran its course inside me and developed in my brain
a tumor that just eats all my memories away
before all my strength turned into all the weight
that pins my fragile body to the metal bedding frame
my lungs fill with fluid, my brain fills with thoughts
of bargaining my life in talks i have with god
and sometimes when i cry, i shake away the tears
as i try to convince myself that its not as it appears
that i'm not in some denial, that i can pull it through
as i go into a seizure and wake up with a tube
shoved down my throat as it pumps me full of air
now i lost my will to talk as i lost my will to care
my memory is gone, new thoughts i cant retain
and lately i forgot why i've been in so much pain
the pain now receedes, my brain is empty space
i'm living temporarily as decomposing waste
but i guess this is it, the final chapter in my book
Author: Noetic
Title: "No Luck"