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01-25-2013, 03:49 PM
01-30-2003
DrunkenPanda
a sonic rip through tides, minds an public style
gettin' demonic on chronic when eye spied-ah isle
sink beneath a sea of spider undulation an beguile
swift tempest abreast in quest to oppress this little key
wit tha subtlety of possessed detest in entirety
breathing anxiety as tsunami's infect society wit insobriety
weather i spit winded variety in vane or if i'm felt
Still i'm unchanged flow unchained an rain down illness in welts
with svelte style you cant contain like a weather change
heads entertained with edutainment like krs did
but instead of a black cop its just some white kid
typing an keying droppin all kinds of knowledge
writin' an sightseeing like first time at college
I put it all together in a form you appreciate
mark a change in weather as i enunciate
Scorp
Lemme give a breif explaination...first, everytime you see a ","(comma) its one breath..everytime you see ".."(two periods)its a breath and a half, except when seen at the end of a line, if said right, you will see,and read, something beautiful
the premise...four gods sit in the clouds and control weather...we as the human race want this to change..
I look up, awestuck I fire devilish rounds..
at the numerous clowns, in the cumulous clouds//
wit their thunderous sounds, thinking they create change..
FUCK THAT!!..I know them kats all debate strange//
its a straight shame..around their table they think..
about changing sky patterns while they cradle a drink//
it really stinks..to know that we hold no control..
when their brains let go, it could rain or snow//
or yo..sleet and hail but what makes this worse..
they could activate earthquakes to shake the earth//
to break this curse..we need a serious plan..
I propose knowledge of self to original man//
understand your surroundings, and learn the science..
therefore we as a people defeat the alliance//
of the cloud gods!!..no more ruling us all..
and thus, the human race, yo, it will never fall//
DrunkenPanda
a sonic rip through tides, minds an public style
gettin' demonic on chronic when eye spied-ah isle
sink beneath a sea of spider undulation an beguile
swift tempest abreast in quest to oppress this little key
wit tha subtlety of possessed detest in entirety
breathing anxiety as tsunami's infect society wit insobriety
weather i spit winded variety in vane or if i'm felt
Still i'm unchanged flow unchained an rain down illness in welts
with svelte style you cant contain like a weather change
heads entertained with edutainment like krs did
but instead of a black cop its just some white kid
typing an keying droppin all kinds of knowledge
writin' an sightseeing like first time at college
I put it all together in a form you appreciate
mark a change in weather as i enunciate
Scorp
Lemme give a breif explaination...first, everytime you see a ","(comma) its one breath..everytime you see ".."(two periods)its a breath and a half, except when seen at the end of a line, if said right, you will see,and read, something beautiful
the premise...four gods sit in the clouds and control weather...we as the human race want this to change..
I look up, awestuck I fire devilish rounds..
at the numerous clowns, in the cumulous clouds//
wit their thunderous sounds, thinking they create change..
FUCK THAT!!..I know them kats all debate strange//
its a straight shame..around their table they think..
about changing sky patterns while they cradle a drink//
it really stinks..to know that we hold no control..
when their brains let go, it could rain or snow//
or yo..sleet and hail but what makes this worse..
they could activate earthquakes to shake the earth//
to break this curse..we need a serious plan..
I propose knowledge of self to original man//
understand your surroundings, and learn the science..
therefore we as a people defeat the alliance//
of the cloud gods!!..no more ruling us all..
and thus, the human race, yo, it will never fall//