Written in History

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If time ceased to exist, would Jesus deem us objects?
Like three sixty-five never seemed to be a process
And history didn’t live in books or even reach a context
Would we take a second look or fiend to see the complex?
Could we try evasion, to clean our dreams of nonsense?
And make the brain erase - grievance from our conscious
Should we bring defeat, to precedent means of progress?
Or feed the roots of trees, to foresee a secret conquest?
These questions need answers – we gotta solve the mystery
To retrieve the peace from Eden and stop the fall of history
Before our purpose fades, lets stop the law in dignity
And stride in tides with motive to throttle atop the vicious sea
But, if we make the cut & dissolve our flaws and misery
We could decrease deceit, and clog the clots with victory
So please we need to breathe, then flock and haul our liberty!
To eventually save the people, and rock the jaw of villainy

-See
There’s more to the picture, just look beyond the frames
Similar to chess, but the ‘rooks’ are not the same
Their thieving ways are seen, as they speak beneath in waves
Intoxicating youth, till it’s seeping through their veins
If only they could try our lives, or feel our muffled pain,
Would they frown upon our vow, or deem it something brave?
Could they seek the key they need, leading to some faith
To find the clues to truth, so that things will be okay?
We may never know, so what’s the meaning of our purpose?
Human beings – “Free” but words are seeming worthless
So instead of staying slaved, seek your own self-versions
Then in time we'll find what’ll bring us to the surface
Where monsters can no longer, shield us with their curtains
And we could fight with pride, see our souls are not for purchase
But if we could buy the time, it could heal us of this hurtin’..

So let’s fight to write, till our pens can relieve emotion
In attempt to ascend towards our dreams and their potentce
To flea from the greed and retrieve what is broken
Or at least..find the piece, that could cease all commotion
To plant a seed that'd conceive all that is not spoken
Till it’s unleashed and freed with no demotion
See, the more that we work, than the less that they care
So let's repair our depression, cause even regret is a fare
Cause obviously... - We all come from different cloth
But we should just forget, and evict our lists of flaws
Accept no fate and educate then decorate our thoughts
Never cope, forever hope to save our veins from clots
Then try to climb through time and levitate across
To escape through Heaven's gate to devastate the frauds
That paint disgrace.. to make us face their phase of drunken laws
See these games of tainted faith are my blame for hate in god

also I wrote this peace on Rapbattles and Rapisalive.

Me = two dense for those who dont know. Made the transition here because those sites seemed dead.

Feedback Link: http://www.letsbeef.com/forums/showt...630#post798630

If time ceased to exist, would Jesus deem us objects?
Like three sixty-five never seemed to be a process
And history didn’t live in books or even reach a context
Would we take a second look or fiend to see the complex?
Could we try evasion, to clean our dreams of nonsense?
And make the brain erase - grievance from our conscious
Should we bring defeat, to precedent means of progress?
Or feed the roots of trees, to foresee a secret conquest?
These questions need answers – we gotta solve the mystery
To retrieve the peace from Eden and stop the fall of history
Before our purpose fades, lets stop the law in dignity
And stride in tides with motive to throttle atop the vicious sea
But, if we make the cut & dissolve our flaws and misery
We could decrease deceit, and clog the clots with victory
So please we need to breathe, then flock and haul our liberty!
To eventually save the people, and rock the jaw of villainy

-See
There’s more to the picture, just look beyond the frames
Similar to chess, but the ‘rooks’ are not the same
Their thieving ways are seen, as they speak beneath in waves
Intoxicating youth, till it’s seeping through their veins
If only they could try our lives, or feel our muffled pain,
Would they frown upon our vow, or deem it something brave?
Could they seek the key they need, leading to some faith
To find the clues to truth, so that things will be okay?
We may never know, so what’s the meaning of our purpose?
Human beings – “Free” but words are seeming worthless
So instead of staying slaved, seek your own self-versions
Then in time we'll find what’ll bring us to the surface
Where monsters can no longer, shield us with their curtains
And we could fight with pride, see our souls are not for purchase
But if we could buy the time, it could heal us of this hurtin’..

So let’s fight to write, till our pens can relieve emotion
In attempt to ascend towards our dreams and their potentce
To flea from the greed and retrieve what is broken
Or at least..find the piece, that could cease all commotion
To plant a seed that'd conceive all that is not spoken
Till it’s unleashed and freed with no demotion
See, the more that we work, than the less that they care
So let's repair our depression, cause even regret is a fare
Cause obviously... - We all come from different cloth
But we should just forget, and evict our lists of flaws
Accept no fate and educate then decorate our thoughts
Never cope, forever hope to save our veins from clots
Then try to climb through time and levitate across
To escape through Heaven's gate to devastate the frauds
That paint disgrace.. to make us face their phase of drunken laws
See these games of tainted faith are my blame for hate in god

also I wrote this peace on Rapbattles and Rapisalive.

Me = two dense for those who dont know. Made the transition here because those sites seemed dead.

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[Knowbodhi]

It's a shame no one's given this any recognition. Great peice, bro. I'm guessing it's a song? If not, it should be. The message is very powerful and what I feel the current hip-hop community lacks. Keep grindin'.

[Knowbodhi]

It's a shame no one's given this any recognition. Great peice, bro. I'm guessing it's a song? If not, it should be. The message is very powerful and what I feel the current hip-hop community lacks. Keep grindin'.

Appreciate the feed bro.

Appreciate the feed bro.