The spirits of greatness
Contributed by
BSteel
on
Wednesday, 25th October 2006 @ 06:17:29 PM in AEST
Topic:
DreamsandWishes
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Like Hannibel I come running with my elephants,
the most corrupt, efficient, gang,
Me, I'm owed millions,
You, you never ritch,
and you tryin to give me a lesson,
well listen even in my final seconds,
I swear to fight like a man possessed,
sacrirfice a few decades,
possessing the holiness,
beyond a don or a prince,
see, feel my pain, not my prints,
runnin at Rome with a Godspeed sprint,
you, still blame it on your environment,
tell the Vatican i'm hiriin,
politcal architect, steadily climbin,
Rocky on top of the steps,
put up your fists and i'm slicing your wrists,
make it look like a suicide attempt, quick
switch to the switchblade, then switch back to shuttin down anybody's game,
I don't give a ***** about your 22, 45, or AR 15,
you gonna respect me, it's anybody's game,
I'm the closest thing to a King,
in the mist of material things,
I feel the surreal lightening in my veins,
like my soul, mental is encasing,
on your heels, do you feel me chasing,
the spirits of greatness.
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BSteel
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2006-10-25 18:17:29] (Date/Time posted on
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