 |
Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
|
||||
| Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 10-June 02:06:56 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 126299
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The NEW Commission
[time] => 2006-09-28 06:36:40
[hometext] => time to take over
[bodytext] => yeah the New Commission, I fly off intuition, dippen and dodgin, 06 is my mission, to leave other rappers astonished, under submission, or missen, the kid has suspicions, the man just trying to get em crysanted, they hate me for pimpin, call it trippen, but i'm a trapper, they jeoulous of a player's position, I'm bigger than U.S. Steel, not the actor Hyman Roth, but Meyer Lansky, yeah never beeen shot, and triumphed in a world of tradegy, showed me how to put businesss and poltics over art and friendships, my front is deceptive, As long as needed, my front is deceptive, I swallow my pride to the Lord's limit, though this is no Maginot line, I'm not imagining, rather a natural divide, where time and place decide, rather they are applied like the indivudual snowflakes that combine, to cover the ground and grind at the heart of false snakes, cold blooded, I'm a crush ya, my front and backbone as cold as a dead Russian winter, whether War or peace I'm a continue, letting the design decide, for those that cross the line, will feel the wrath of invading my property, will feel the wrath properly naturally, time and pressure will collide, to push back great generals such as Napoleon, for the Lord's army is personified beyond holy, never folding, when the king returns, royal flush,but the powers that be try to snuff me of all I earned, my soul my pride still yearns, It's live or die, the fire burns, to live in peace and freedom in two worlds, civilization swirls around me, It seems like I'm walking backwards, stuck in place, passion sinks, so deep you'd beilieve my soul is a place, an inner inferno trying to blaze on to another level, has my eyes intently glazed, leveling any gaze, the madness is marveled in many ways, like burning down Moscow rather than be enslaved and have your freedom taken away, only got one take, to get this cake, the pain in my veins grows deeper everyday, even the sun's rays cannot penetrate, my identity, for I can make the sky rain, as the stars emanate, as the massses imitate, mental energy radiates, I put my life into every word like all the preceding greats, revealing, you can feel it, cause I pull a tsnuami and put us all on the same wavelenght, until that day, when they come to get us come to test us, only so much a man can take, watch my back for my front is deceptive. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 51 [informant] => BSteel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Event )
|
Menu
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©
Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster
All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com
All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.
Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com