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02-03-2013, 05:13 PM
Name: Tha Joker
Crews: Illamentalz
Where:
Repped:
Title: Reflections of Self featuring Tha Joker {U-C}
Tha Joker stands alone, a mysterious man unknown;
I once thought myself unique, but tonight I grabbed the chrome.
Damn! a clone...cuz I know I wasn't born with a twin
But I'm looking at this cat and I recognize my form is in him.
Seems like a mirror, but the silver and glass is much clearer
And I took a step backwards as he took a step nearer.
Got him dead to rights in my sights, thoughts muddled...
I'm puzzled, and with my own sense of self I struggled...
Somewhat Troubled by this picture before me, Scriptures of glory
Which Defined my ESSENCE, Find Questions, Are they fit to RESTORE ME?
And the indi-vidu-ality, Caught in my lost identity
Perhaps I've found a brother, If not have I crossed my enemy?
Tossin Memmories, I'm Trackin my past in Un-Known directions,
Hypnotized by "MY glassy eyes?" Casting my own reflection
No discretion left, in-stead mental passages soaked in Violence:
Bones Cracked in rapid action, and thats when he broke the silence...
Spoke in my tense, cuz I couldn't wrap my brain around this conundrum:
"Where did you come from? From me, or are we both the same someone?"
Put down the stun gun, spit a curse, but oddly, he did it first
And the thought crossed my mind that maybe we were split at birth.
He looked like me, moved like me, but I had no clue who this dude might be;
Here in front of me, did he come in peace or maybe to fight me?
It pained my brainstem to think we were just facets of the same gem...
"Who are you? Are you me? And if you are, then who are we?"
Is this Foolery? Suprised to see dude as confused as me,
I'm not amused, as he's leaning T'ward views I refuse to see
Is he me? "Nah", Futilely clinging to dis-belief...
Kissed my Teeth, This Cat sits beneath me, And is Jisst a theif
Jisst to BEEF he came, Daring to claim that we Shared a name
But in Straining to find a Difference, I painfully stared in vain
Should i agress? YES... But thoughts of Death have jaded my fist
So Q-re-isss, I drew my Knife and Pressed the Blade at my Wrist
My brain's in a twist: if he commits suicide, well, then do I die?
Are we two parts of the same, or reflections like the sea and the bluest sky?
Slapped the razor out his grip, feeling my sanity about to slip;
"You ain't goin' nowhere until we figure out this shit.
Are you an illusion, or is my life one delirious delusion?
Say something, damn you, your silence just adds to my confusion!"
"Why have you been sent? stop the F***in Games, lies and Questions"
if Demise lies before me, why try to disguise agressions?...
"try confessions... Were you sent with intent to assassinate me?
BLAST, and take me Out fast to bring Rapture to cats that hate me?
and if that's the case, Why'd you Have to make me drop the blade?"
Thoughts decayed... into: what if these events are Not charades?
Told myself, 'I'm not afraid,' and stepped forward to touch his skin;
He was as real as love and sin, and I felt the heart that thumped within.
So I'm not hallucinating, and suddenly I felt depressed and pathetic;
"Does this mean everything I've ever achieved, I only get half the credit?
Or are we separate but equal? Like the lies told to the American people?
If someone purposely perpetrated this pairing, they must be inherently evil..."
There in a sea full of memmories, A tear Glazed my cheek...
'Fraid to speak i gazed meakly into space Dazed and weak,
Thinkin, Mom's raised a freak, Blazin heat came across me
Tossed me into Fight mode as Life's Lil' game had lost me
What my Name would cost me... Never really came to mind
If he's ME, we're both dead, if not one remains to shine,
reigns Devine and though pain's defined by what was soon to come
Doom or NONE, "I'm Tha Joker And there's only room for ONE!"
Haha...and it's like that...
Title: "Good vs. Evil"
ren…
dust to dust, ash to ash, God's wrath, has wrought an aftermath...
that drowned souls and elevated those on a righteous path...
now i walk on top of shrouded death, with bated breath, as my steps...
walk over stains of souls and scars of shredded flesh...
claim the physical globe for Heaven's Gate, to repopulate...
with original sin and more lives to confiscate...
i spy an otherworldly being, catch my breath, not believing what i'm seeing...
a form of a kid i knew, not breathing, i see his skin bleeding...
retreating to recognize this unGodly sight, among tension that'll choke ya...
my GOD, this demon child resembles my man Tha Joker...
how? and why? come to mind, but i find myself awaken...
i want to know why flames surrounded him when he was taken...
slowly i approach, through mystery and smoke.... and fleeting hope...
finally i speak through God "is that you, Joke?"...
TJ…
"No, it ain't Joke," breathe out breath of faint smoke;
"When the flames spoke, I instantly rejected a saint's cloak."
Bloodstained incisors rise higher when I'm grinnin';
"Lost my heart, dropped the harp and now I'm Hell's minion.
Sinnin' was part of me from the beginnin', my true being;
What you seeing ain't the same cat that used to have crews fleeing.
I didn't sell my soul so much as face my reality:
That I have to be a soldier for tragedy and calamity."
In the name of the dark cause, I approach Ren with razor sharp claws
Like Satan's thug...thirstin' for the taste of blood....
ren…
"hold ya talons Joke!" as i spoke i felt the heat of hate...
split seconds seem like hours as i wonder 'bout his fate...
claws two inches from my face, as my wings reflex to span...
and my hands are thrown towards this demon i once knew as a man...
"what happened to your soul?" as i wonder how God had pardoned me...
and let TJ fall victim to the dark side of this prophecy...
i feel the strength of hell trying to reclaim the earth's burn...
grab TJ's throat and demand he tell me what his worldly worth earned!...
TJ…
"Like earthworms, all I did was dirt, I lived to hurt
Since my birth and the Lord couldn't lift the curse."
With a quick reverse, I broke Ren's grip and howled,
Ripped the bowels of an angel and ate with a wicked scowl.
"Behold the goal of a mortal who sold his soul
For gold 'n' hoes, bank foldin' swoll and rollin' blowed.
Fuck your holy glow, I deserved a cell and learned it well.
So in return I fell, leaving a cold life to burn in hell,
Evil afterlife...so how'd those cats in white put you in check?"
Before he could answer, with a sick roar I put a pitchfork to his neck...
ren…
"hold a sec!" as my hand separates the pitchfork from my throat...
grabbed a prong, twisted and broke it, and rose from the smoke...
"i lived my life by rules not governed by the churches...
but i nurtured life through my actions of biblical verses...
staying true to virtue, having no animosity to those that hate me...
lived life, while knowing no one can live it mistake-free...
i revolved around that. i didn't worship the devil's shrine...
recovered from lapses of the mind when i did those things through my time.."
and as i was about to explain, the riches of heavenly treasures...
Tha Joker cut my flight, pinning my wingtips together...
glorious glow failing, succumbing to evil power instead-
he looked me in my eyes, and he scowled and said...
TJ…
"Lapses of the mind? Nah, all my passion was in crime
Because I had to get them before they began snatchin' what was mine."
Chuckled and dropped Ren with five knuckles, left his eye lumped.
"See, little Ren? In the end, evil always triumphs.
I knew this but you were clueless, clinging to morals
And singing in chorals while I passed my time bringing up quarrels."
Even damaged, the angel managed to shine like a rainbow;
Couldn't let the pain show, so I snapped and cracked his halo.
"For your past friendship, though naive, I'll let you leave, walk away
But remember that I will always give you cause to pray.
Evil is human...if it wasn't, we wouldn't have fought today."
Spat on the ground, turned around and walked away...
ren…
"pray?, no." stayed low, took on the appearance of a betrayed foe...
my path is righteous and no one fucks with my halo, "hey Joke"...
as he turned around, i blinded him with my burning crown...
slammed him through a swirling ground, til he made this gurgling sound...
"vengeance is laid upon you" right handed knuckles buckled up his chest..
my gaze controlled his eyes, clutched his throat, fuckin' up his breath...
"can't breathe? i'm not done with you, you can't leave!"...
i keep on piercing his torso with more blows but he can't bleed...
"being righteous, doesn't mean getting stepped on"...
choked him til his neck's gone, with the fury that his master gave to mortals to get wrong-
every spiritual decision- with every miracle incision...
every most high verse i spit, leaves him more lyrically imprisoned...
TJ…
Stuck in a spherical prism, overwhelmed by holy silences;
Pitchfork rusted, disgusted by the angel's self-righteousness.
"We've been in the game, we both know heaven needs sin and pain;
Inextricable, indivisible, we define each other like yin and yang.
So to dismiss evil would trick people, like a ventriloquist's voice,
Because without wrong, there's no right for humans to make a choice."
I was freed when the saint's restraints clanked, split in two.
"Though you should still fear me, theories won't keep me from killin' you..."
ren…
"still a fool, i'm as ill as you!, and from our talk today...
if you leave in one piece, it's because i let you walk away...
your ying and yang theory, just barely, connects...
the result of our being is cause and effect...
be-cause of me and mine, there came greed and envy...
be-cause He gave the choice, there was war for centuries...
be-cause He is almighty, Lucifer couldn't handle it...
be-cause He had enough of this earth, He dismantled it...
be-cause of the tricks played in the garden of Eden...
when the apple was eaten, y'all thought we were beaten...
now ya seein', cuz His plan has finally reached completion...
now we we're reclaiming the awards after all His teacings...
you understand this, kid? i'm through playing Jokey...
my wrath is here now, it's my turn to play Loki..."
with that, i raised my arms, in the form of the crucifix...
showered in glow, shot the energy coming through my wrists...
right through his lips, grabbed his soul with a loosened grip...
TJ looked at me somber, like, "ren, how could you do this shit?"...
foolish tricks, i backed off, couldn't go through with it...
lived his life, paid the price, he can do what he wants to do with it...
Crews: Illamentalz
Where:
Repped:
Title: Reflections of Self featuring Tha Joker {U-C}
Tha Joker stands alone, a mysterious man unknown;
I once thought myself unique, but tonight I grabbed the chrome.
Damn! a clone...cuz I know I wasn't born with a twin
But I'm looking at this cat and I recognize my form is in him.
Seems like a mirror, but the silver and glass is much clearer
And I took a step backwards as he took a step nearer.
Got him dead to rights in my sights, thoughts muddled...
I'm puzzled, and with my own sense of self I struggled...
Somewhat Troubled by this picture before me, Scriptures of glory
Which Defined my ESSENCE, Find Questions, Are they fit to RESTORE ME?
And the indi-vidu-ality, Caught in my lost identity
Perhaps I've found a brother, If not have I crossed my enemy?
Tossin Memmories, I'm Trackin my past in Un-Known directions,
Hypnotized by "MY glassy eyes?" Casting my own reflection
No discretion left, in-stead mental passages soaked in Violence:
Bones Cracked in rapid action, and thats when he broke the silence...
Spoke in my tense, cuz I couldn't wrap my brain around this conundrum:
"Where did you come from? From me, or are we both the same someone?"
Put down the stun gun, spit a curse, but oddly, he did it first
And the thought crossed my mind that maybe we were split at birth.
He looked like me, moved like me, but I had no clue who this dude might be;
Here in front of me, did he come in peace or maybe to fight me?
It pained my brainstem to think we were just facets of the same gem...
"Who are you? Are you me? And if you are, then who are we?"
Is this Foolery? Suprised to see dude as confused as me,
I'm not amused, as he's leaning T'ward views I refuse to see
Is he me? "Nah", Futilely clinging to dis-belief...
Kissed my Teeth, This Cat sits beneath me, And is Jisst a theif
Jisst to BEEF he came, Daring to claim that we Shared a name
But in Straining to find a Difference, I painfully stared in vain
Should i agress? YES... But thoughts of Death have jaded my fist
So Q-re-isss, I drew my Knife and Pressed the Blade at my Wrist
My brain's in a twist: if he commits suicide, well, then do I die?
Are we two parts of the same, or reflections like the sea and the bluest sky?
Slapped the razor out his grip, feeling my sanity about to slip;
"You ain't goin' nowhere until we figure out this shit.
Are you an illusion, or is my life one delirious delusion?
Say something, damn you, your silence just adds to my confusion!"
"Why have you been sent? stop the F***in Games, lies and Questions"
if Demise lies before me, why try to disguise agressions?...
"try confessions... Were you sent with intent to assassinate me?
BLAST, and take me Out fast to bring Rapture to cats that hate me?
and if that's the case, Why'd you Have to make me drop the blade?"
Thoughts decayed... into: what if these events are Not charades?
Told myself, 'I'm not afraid,' and stepped forward to touch his skin;
He was as real as love and sin, and I felt the heart that thumped within.
So I'm not hallucinating, and suddenly I felt depressed and pathetic;
"Does this mean everything I've ever achieved, I only get half the credit?
Or are we separate but equal? Like the lies told to the American people?
If someone purposely perpetrated this pairing, they must be inherently evil..."
There in a sea full of memmories, A tear Glazed my cheek...
'Fraid to speak i gazed meakly into space Dazed and weak,
Thinkin, Mom's raised a freak, Blazin heat came across me
Tossed me into Fight mode as Life's Lil' game had lost me
What my Name would cost me... Never really came to mind
If he's ME, we're both dead, if not one remains to shine,
reigns Devine and though pain's defined by what was soon to come
Doom or NONE, "I'm Tha Joker And there's only room for ONE!"
Haha...and it's like that...
Title: "Good vs. Evil"
ren…
dust to dust, ash to ash, God's wrath, has wrought an aftermath...
that drowned souls and elevated those on a righteous path...
now i walk on top of shrouded death, with bated breath, as my steps...
walk over stains of souls and scars of shredded flesh...
claim the physical globe for Heaven's Gate, to repopulate...
with original sin and more lives to confiscate...
i spy an otherworldly being, catch my breath, not believing what i'm seeing...
a form of a kid i knew, not breathing, i see his skin bleeding...
retreating to recognize this unGodly sight, among tension that'll choke ya...
my GOD, this demon child resembles my man Tha Joker...
how? and why? come to mind, but i find myself awaken...
i want to know why flames surrounded him when he was taken...
slowly i approach, through mystery and smoke.... and fleeting hope...
finally i speak through God "is that you, Joke?"...
TJ…
"No, it ain't Joke," breathe out breath of faint smoke;
"When the flames spoke, I instantly rejected a saint's cloak."
Bloodstained incisors rise higher when I'm grinnin';
"Lost my heart, dropped the harp and now I'm Hell's minion.
Sinnin' was part of me from the beginnin', my true being;
What you seeing ain't the same cat that used to have crews fleeing.
I didn't sell my soul so much as face my reality:
That I have to be a soldier for tragedy and calamity."
In the name of the dark cause, I approach Ren with razor sharp claws
Like Satan's thug...thirstin' for the taste of blood....
ren…
"hold ya talons Joke!" as i spoke i felt the heat of hate...
split seconds seem like hours as i wonder 'bout his fate...
claws two inches from my face, as my wings reflex to span...
and my hands are thrown towards this demon i once knew as a man...
"what happened to your soul?" as i wonder how God had pardoned me...
and let TJ fall victim to the dark side of this prophecy...
i feel the strength of hell trying to reclaim the earth's burn...
grab TJ's throat and demand he tell me what his worldly worth earned!...
TJ…
"Like earthworms, all I did was dirt, I lived to hurt
Since my birth and the Lord couldn't lift the curse."
With a quick reverse, I broke Ren's grip and howled,
Ripped the bowels of an angel and ate with a wicked scowl.
"Behold the goal of a mortal who sold his soul
For gold 'n' hoes, bank foldin' swoll and rollin' blowed.
Fuck your holy glow, I deserved a cell and learned it well.
So in return I fell, leaving a cold life to burn in hell,
Evil afterlife...so how'd those cats in white put you in check?"
Before he could answer, with a sick roar I put a pitchfork to his neck...
ren…
"hold a sec!" as my hand separates the pitchfork from my throat...
grabbed a prong, twisted and broke it, and rose from the smoke...
"i lived my life by rules not governed by the churches...
but i nurtured life through my actions of biblical verses...
staying true to virtue, having no animosity to those that hate me...
lived life, while knowing no one can live it mistake-free...
i revolved around that. i didn't worship the devil's shrine...
recovered from lapses of the mind when i did those things through my time.."
and as i was about to explain, the riches of heavenly treasures...
Tha Joker cut my flight, pinning my wingtips together...
glorious glow failing, succumbing to evil power instead-
he looked me in my eyes, and he scowled and said...
TJ…
"Lapses of the mind? Nah, all my passion was in crime
Because I had to get them before they began snatchin' what was mine."
Chuckled and dropped Ren with five knuckles, left his eye lumped.
"See, little Ren? In the end, evil always triumphs.
I knew this but you were clueless, clinging to morals
And singing in chorals while I passed my time bringing up quarrels."
Even damaged, the angel managed to shine like a rainbow;
Couldn't let the pain show, so I snapped and cracked his halo.
"For your past friendship, though naive, I'll let you leave, walk away
But remember that I will always give you cause to pray.
Evil is human...if it wasn't, we wouldn't have fought today."
Spat on the ground, turned around and walked away...
ren…
"pray?, no." stayed low, took on the appearance of a betrayed foe...
my path is righteous and no one fucks with my halo, "hey Joke"...
as he turned around, i blinded him with my burning crown...
slammed him through a swirling ground, til he made this gurgling sound...
"vengeance is laid upon you" right handed knuckles buckled up his chest..
my gaze controlled his eyes, clutched his throat, fuckin' up his breath...
"can't breathe? i'm not done with you, you can't leave!"...
i keep on piercing his torso with more blows but he can't bleed...
"being righteous, doesn't mean getting stepped on"...
choked him til his neck's gone, with the fury that his master gave to mortals to get wrong-
every spiritual decision- with every miracle incision...
every most high verse i spit, leaves him more lyrically imprisoned...
TJ…
Stuck in a spherical prism, overwhelmed by holy silences;
Pitchfork rusted, disgusted by the angel's self-righteousness.
"We've been in the game, we both know heaven needs sin and pain;
Inextricable, indivisible, we define each other like yin and yang.
So to dismiss evil would trick people, like a ventriloquist's voice,
Because without wrong, there's no right for humans to make a choice."
I was freed when the saint's restraints clanked, split in two.
"Though you should still fear me, theories won't keep me from killin' you..."
ren…
"still a fool, i'm as ill as you!, and from our talk today...
if you leave in one piece, it's because i let you walk away...
your ying and yang theory, just barely, connects...
the result of our being is cause and effect...
be-cause of me and mine, there came greed and envy...
be-cause He gave the choice, there was war for centuries...
be-cause He is almighty, Lucifer couldn't handle it...
be-cause He had enough of this earth, He dismantled it...
be-cause of the tricks played in the garden of Eden...
when the apple was eaten, y'all thought we were beaten...
now ya seein', cuz His plan has finally reached completion...
now we we're reclaiming the awards after all His teacings...
you understand this, kid? i'm through playing Jokey...
my wrath is here now, it's my turn to play Loki..."
with that, i raised my arms, in the form of the crucifix...
showered in glow, shot the energy coming through my wrists...
right through his lips, grabbed his soul with a loosened grip...
TJ looked at me somber, like, "ren, how could you do this shit?"...
foolish tricks, i backed off, couldn't go through with it...
lived his life, paid the price, he can do what he wants to do with it...