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Country: Egypt
Birthday: 9/21/1900
Gender: Male


Interests: (Different like a platypus, analytical catalyst Pullin punchlines out of hats, magical battle tricks)....studying lessons from the ancient ones.Admirer of De La SouL/BOoGiE MoNsTeRS/BAHAMADiA/Common Sense/BLACK MOON/Diamond D/Notorious B.I.G/BeatNuTz/Kurious/HiERoGLyPhiCS/ERIC B & RAKIM/MAiN SOURCE/Big Daddy Kane/ED O.G and the BuLLDoGs/EaZy-E/Camp Lo/PeTe RoCk & C.L smOoTh/Canibus/GANGSTARR/KoOL G.RAP & Dj PoLO/NAS/GhOsTFacE KiLLaH/iNTeLLiGeNT HoODLuM/Brand Nubian//KMD/X-CLAN/DiGaBLe pLaNeTs/Jeru/The RooTs/EDAN/J-ZoNe/L'RoNeUs/Lost Children of Babylon/SUPERNATURAL/Dr.OcTaGoN/CAGE/SiAH & YESHUA DAPO ED/ATMOSPHERE/RhymeSayers/NON-PROPHETS/Mr.LiF/7L & EsoTeRiC/MaDLiB/J.RAWLS/ALL NATURAL/C RAYZ WALZ/Jedi Mind Tricks/RADiOHEAD/PORTiSHEAD/dj Shadow/dj Krush/YODELLING MUSiC...cLassiC Rock...jaZz..60s..70s...80s....eTc
Expertise: poetic apothecary....i am the "AUDITORY NERVE ENIGMA" Most of you can't even comprehend what I am saying to you even in my human form the message I'm relaying Why do you choose to mimic these wack MC's? Why do you choose to listen to R&B? Why must you believe somethin is fat Just because it's played on the radio, 20 times per day? My perception of poetical injection is ejactulation The Immaculate Conception


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Monday, May 09, 2005

Long ago I dreamt, of a place called this
I thought my mind shift, I was blinded by some
twisted shit
You see there was a wicked overlord
that regulated over blackboards
No one ever saw him
but his henchmen stalked the land and damaged
the minds of my own kind, blind to the ways
of the overlord that overforced the acts that
passed led
by the mentally dead, forcefed this propaganda
Demanding stand tall - man do as I say, or crawl
This is your reality - echoed through my sleepy
dream
People scream, silent cries, echoed by - homicide
rates, increasing, no ceasing the silence
Violence is a mental thing, the pendulum swings
but something wicked this way comes, murmurs
through the slums
Some claim to be a player, but in this game, we
all pawns
All spawn, by the overlord
We overcame on a petty four-score
of ancient folklore, but the overlord kept
plottin
Take, and I'll give you all the ROTTEN things
I've gotten
cause it's hot, in this hell on earth
where you ain't worth a nickel
And you can't even see the shit that makes your
cells go sickle
While fickle fuckers who don't follow strive for
dyin quick
El-imination tactics practiced by those wack ass
henchmen
Yeah then, you tell them I got plans for when
it's finished
Cause this ain't just a dream, and a place called
this exists
This ain't just a dream, and a place called this
exists
This ain't just a dream, and a place called this
exists

A placed called this exists, a place called this
exists

A placed called this exists.. not only in the
mind..
(not only in the mind)
but within the definitive lines of our cities..
(of our cities)
and their guidelines.. structured through time..
(structured through time)
by the blind, who thought they had been given
DEVINE, rights of passage..
(rights of passage)
but see the fight continues..
and yet it's only gettin massive, now
Probe for a sec while we detect the sites of evil
The grass ain't even greener cause the barriers
are see-through
And we do, those deeds that heed or cause all of
our flaws
And the overlord ain't fictitious, the overlord's
our laws
or their laws, that tear all of us, in this
perilous
plot that got some peoples heated but you'll
never read it
in the paper, the caper's much too deep to leave
to y'all man
I seen it all, mirrored by the blemished image of
created equal
or religion mixed with government
A puzzlement, incentives intent to kill minds
Build ties through lies and they can't stop,
won't stop
Look at all those black cops flocked on the block
just to mock
those locked, in concrete cages
You should've peeped the stages
This ain't just a dream, and this shit is quite
amazing
Now some ain't even fazed by today's mental
plague
But I guess it ain't contagious..
the symptoms of racist behavior, racist behavior
These are all symptoms of racist behavior
Racist behavior, racist behavior
These are all symptoms of racist behavior

A place called this.. exists..


Sunday, January 30, 2005

We fight every night, now that's not kosher
I reminisce with bliss of when we was closer
And wake up to be greeted by an argument again
You act like you're ten
So immature, I try to concentrate on a cure
And keep lookin' at the front door
Thinkin' if I were to evacuate
You'd probably be straighter than straight
And wouldn't have so much hate
'Cause you don't know the pain I feel when I see you smilin'
And when I roll up you start wilin'
So I front like everything's hunky-dory
But it's a whole different story
You don't like the fact that I'm me
I don't put on a show
When it comes time for you to have company
And your friends don't understand your choice of man
They speak proper while my speech is from a gargabe can
But regardless, you shouldn't have to be so raw
I'm lookin' at the front door

I'm lookin' at the front door
Baby, I'm lookin' at the front door
I'm lookin' at the front door

And when you're with your friends, I glide to the side
Until the spotlight is mine and never sabotage a good time
But when they're not around, the fights commence
I'm the one you're against and it doesn't make sense
'Cause I'm the one that you claim to love for life
But all I get is gray hairs and strife
And I can play some ole stuck-up rapper role
And get foul every time you lose control
But that's not my order of operations
So I should win an award for lots of patience
'Cause that's all a fella can have
With a girl who's shootin' up his world like Shaft
And I don't think that I can take it anymore
I'm lookin' at the front door

My friends always tell me how I'm lucky to possess
The best looking girl in the whole U.S.
But every time you scream, you blow your finesse
Tryin' to dis the Profess-
Or twenty-four hours of acting sore
Sometimes I wish you'd come down with lockjaw
So I don't have to take in the breakin'
You treat me like a burnt piece of bacon
It seems like just two years
Back when we were bonded and not pierced
But now I keep itchin' to jet
Sitting' in the chair just to stare, set to sprint
Yo, sweetheart, you better take a hint
I say it now like I said it before
I'm lookin' at the front door
 

"Looking at the front door"-MAIN SOURCE


Tuesday, January 18, 2005

PLEASE HELP THE TSUNAMI VICTIMS.DONATE FOOD,CLOTHING AND MEDICINE.THANK YOU !!! PEACE! contact your local redcross,unicef or salvation army.


Thursday, April 22, 2004

Today will be the first time going to Yoga class.and no i ain't gay.PEACE!!!!


Wednesday, March 24, 2004

Like oh mah gaw! i met N.E.R.D yesterday in nyc at FYE music store.They performed a couple of songs.Meanwhile pharell was staring at me to avoid looking at all those nasty ass bitches.I also got to talk to them exchanging words as if we knew each other.Oh Chad,i'll talk about grafitti with you anytime.I LOVE N.E.R.D!!!!! LOL!



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