Blaise said,
well, well, bout time you started your own page Rory!
Deep is a matter of what ol’Rory is into that day, if you know what I mean!
Rory said,
Lemme think…
Tha words iz thoughtful, the tempo mello… Rory thinks he was into the green jar that day…
Tha white jar usully produces rhymes a bit harsha…
Rory said,
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Blaise said,
Rory, where are you? Can you respond via your phone? If so, use you camera phone, show me where you are!!
Rory said,
Dont know if any of ya girls noticed… But there iz sometin terribly wrong with Benji… I tried talkin ta em bout it an offered me assistance. In case ya didnt know the traditional job o me n Vhing’s kind were to consume. Yaz all know that me kind are the offspring o the Wyrm and not tha Wyld. We consume the dead and the dying so as it dont get outta sorts and stat corruptin tha rest. Be it a weak wildabeast o a leech o dakness itself.
So likes I said, somethin is very bad with ol Benji. I offed ta elp em out with it, to take any dakness he could give me, whateva that might mean. He waz indeed receptive, howeva said he was dealin wit it and needed ta undastand it moa. Somethin dark and angry burns in him and me fea is that its gonna consume em befoa he figures out wat ta do.
I hope he lets us help, before I hav ta eat all o em.
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October 27, 2006 @ 8:34 am
Hey all… Been writin some words in me free time… Thinkin bout all tha shit gone down in da last ew days… tell mez what yaz thinks…
Hell is round the corner
I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Isms and schisms, we’re living on a skelter
If you believe I’ll deceive common sense says you are thief
Let me take you down the corridors of my life.
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference
No need to answer ‘till I take further evidence.
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say,
I’m a good neighbour, I trudge,
So judge me for my labour,
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior
The constant struggle ensures my insanity.
Passing the indifference ensures the struggle for my family
We’re hungry, beware of our appetite.
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight.
The kill which I share with my passengers.
We take our fill, take our fill, take a feel.
I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Confused by different memories,
Details of Asian remedies
Conversations, of what’s become of enemies.
My brain thinks bomb-like,
So I listen he’s a calm type.
As I grow
And as I grow, I grow collective.
Before the move sit on the perspective.
Mr. Quail’s in the crevice
And watches from the precipice.
Imperial passage.
Heat from the sun someday slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself
I stand firm for a soil
Lick a rock off foil
So reducee me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Isms and schisms, we’re living a skelter
If you believe I’ll deceive and common sense says you are the thief
Let me take you down the corridors.
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like,
Beware of our appetite.
The “Asian remedies” and “Heat from the sun someday slowly passes” Are shouts ta me girlz Blaise and Kyo …
Peace !!