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NOT AN IVY LEAGUE UNIVERSITY IT’S A UNIVERSITY BELOW THE NORM A POWER OF DETERMINED EDUCATION THE WORDS THAT CREATE KNOWLEDGE BACK THEN BEING A DANGEROUS JOURNEY TO WHAT EDUCATION IS ABOUT THE FOES DIDN’T WANT CLASSES OF COLOR TO BECOME INTELLECT BUT IT BECOMES A GAMBLE LIKE A FORTUNE OF BET DETERMINATION IS NOT HAVING TO REGRET JUSTIFICATION WITH A REASON TO ACHIEVE EDUCATION THAT LEAD TO THE TRUE EXCELL CLASS IS IN SESSION WITH THE SOUNDING OF THE BELL BOUNDARIES WILL NOT HOLD ONE BACK KEEPING THE MIND SHARP AND LETTING KNOWLEDGE BE THAT TRACK NOW FOES, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THAT? UNDERGROUND U TO STEP OUT KNOWLEDGE IN SOLUTIONS BEING THE SHOUT AN OLD MAN ONCE SAID, “ACHIEVEMENT COMES FROM WITHIN, AND ONLY STOPPING ON WHEN, BUT OPPORTUNITY SAYS ONE CAN, HOWEVER, ONE MUST FINISH EDUCATION THROUGHOUT UNTIL THE END” YET KNOWLEDGE IS ABOUT ALWAYS ESTABLISHING EDUCATION IS ABOUT KEEP ELEVATING VITAL WORDS IN UNDERGROUND U DON’T TAKE THE U-TURN, BUT STRIVE ON WHAT YOU LEARN THE GIVEN RIGHT, BUT NO NEED TO BE POLITE THE U BEING THE UNITY WITHIN EDUCATION DOESN’T STOP, BUT CONTINUOUS UNTIL WHEN SHALL BEING FULFILLING AND EVERLASTING WITH THE AGENDA OF ENCOURAGEMENT TO SUCCEED LATER FOLLOWS PROCCEED AFTER PROCCEED THE UNDERGROUND U ESTABLISED EDUCATION, BUT  ACHIEVING KNOWLEDGE IN WHAT YOU READ AND COMPREHEND.
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC
UNDERGROUND U
Hail, happy saint, on thine immortal throne, Possest of glory, life, and bliss unknown; We hear no more the music of thy tongue, Thy wonted auditories cease to throng. Thy sermons in unequall’d accents flow’d, And ev’ry ***** with devotion glow’d; Thou didst in strains of eloquence refin’d Inflame the heart, and captivate the mind. Unhappy we the setting sun deplore, So glorious once, but ah! it shines no more. Behold the prophet in his tow’ring flight! He leaves the earth for heav’n’s unmeasur’d height, And worlds unknown receive him from our sight. There Whitefield wings with rapid course his way, And sails to Zion through vast seas of day. Thy pray’rs, great saint, and thine incessant cries Have pierc’d the ***** of thy native skies. Thou moon hast seen, and all the stars of light, How he has wrestled with his God by night. He pray’d that grace in ev’ry heart might dwell, He long’d to see America excell; He charg’d its youth that ev’ry grace divine Should with full lustre in their conduct shine; That Saviour, which his soul did first receive, The greatest gift that ev’n a God can give, He freely offer’d to the num’rous throng, That on his lips with list’ning pleasure hung. “Take him, ye wretched, for your only good, “Take him ye starving sinners, for your food; “Ye thirsty, come to this life-giving stream, “Ye preachers, take him for your joyful theme; “Take him my dear Americans, he said, “Be your complaints on his kind ***** laid: “Take him, ye Africans, he longs for you, “Impartial Saviour is his title due: “Wash’d in the fountain of redeeming blood, “You shall be sons, and kings, and priests to God.” Great Countess, we Americans revere Thy name, and mingle in thy grief sincere; New England deeply feels, the Orphans mourn, Their more than father will no more return. But, though arrested by the hand of death, Whitefield no more exerts his lab’ring breath, Yet let us view him in th’ eternal skies, Let ev’ry heart to this bright vision rise; While the tomb safe retains its sacred trust, Till life divine re-animates his dust.
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On The Death Of The Rev. Mr. George Whitefield
Hail, happy saint, on thine immortal throne, Possest of glory, life, and bliss unknown; We hear no more the music of thy tongue, Thy wonted auditories cease to throng. Thy sermons in unequall’d accents flow’d, And ev’ry ***** with devotion glow’d; Thou didst in strains of eloquence refin’d Inflame the heart, and captivate the mind. Unhappy we the setting sun deplore, So glorious once, but ah! it shines no more. Behold the prophet in his tow’ring flight! He leaves the earth for heav’n’s unmeasur’d height, And worlds unknown receive him from our sight. There Whitefield wings with rapid course his way, And sails to Zion through vast seas of day. Thy pray’rs, great saint, and thine incessant cries Have pierc’d the ***** of thy native skies. Thou moon hast seen, and all the stars of light, How he has wrestled with his God by night. He pray’d that grace in ev’ry heart might dwell, He long’d to see America excell; He charg’d its youth that ev’ry grace divine Should with full lustre in their conduct shine; That Saviour, which his soul did first receive, The greatest gift that ev’n a God can give, He freely offer’d to the num’rous throng, That on his lips with list’ning pleasure hung. “Take him, ye wretched, for your only good, “Take him ye starving sinners, for your food; “Ye thirsty, come to this life-giving stream, “Ye preachers, take him for your joyful theme; “Take him my dear Americans, he said, “Be your complaints on his kind ***** laid: “Take him, ye Africans, he longs for you, “Impartial Saviour is his title due: “Wash’d in the fountain of redeeming blood, “You shall be sons, and kings, and priests to God.” Great Countess, we Americans revere Thy name, and mingle in thy grief sincere; New England deeply feels, the Orphans mourn, Their more than father will no more return. But, though arrested by the hand of death, Whitefield no more exerts his lab’ring breath, Yet let us view him in th’ eternal skies, Let ev’ry heart to this bright vision rise; While the tomb safe retains its sacred trust, Till life divine re-animates his dust.
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You helped me heft My burdens You shared in all my cares You also heavy laden Your own loads in which to bear. You took me through The Bible Through the stormy seas Of my misunderstandings You helped me to ease Through thick & thin Supported me A stalwart friend so true I could n'er find another More trustworthy than you! As a supporter you excell There to lend a hand You garner no great glory As by my side you stand. You're the lifter of my arms A background tune that sings You're an inspiring backdrop The wind beneith my wings. Please know that I have Great respect For you are from above I will ever cherish you... You'll always be LOVED. SøułSurvivør (C) 11/5/2017
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Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 10:50 PM UTC
Armor Bearer
My poems are better when I'm hurting I can connect more with people and bond through the pain My poems are better when I'm hurting Everything is seen through tears and lust My poems are bad when I'm happy I see everything in a positive way I find no critics to say My poems are bad when I'm happy Usually writers connect through life experiences (the bad ones mostly) My poems are bad when I'm happy No one likes to read a perky girl's poem My poems are excell when I'm fading I see the moon and start talking about it You see the loneliness drives me to this My poems excell when I'm fading I talk about lust and people suddenly recall old memories
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Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 9:33 PM UTC
Hurting
Where I'm from You either smart of dumb To rules of cash making Ain't no faking We got young gs to ogs Rolling trees In Texas we always got the summer breeze Yea ya might sweat But it don't matter We still fill our pockets Chck the Rolex with baguettes In houston We never showed love to maggots Comprende Got a few eses that rolls with me Considered family So watch where us step fool Listen to the sounds of the tool We dumpin hits bump in Straight outta htown not Compton Stomping On the hardest grounds That most can't walk on Talk goes on To them hoes that try empty our Bank rolls But my minds on patrol Watch them ******* scroll Cuz they see ya coming up But wasn't down wen we was penned up In the penitentiary Seems like everybody after me But still excell through heaven or he'll so I dwell On good times than the bad times I stay with high ratios More buckets than misses Kisses by the slugs To wannabe fake *** thugs Like Mack said. I can't stand it got **** it Single handed Flipped the game ya know the name Yosef can't be tamed or maintained They say my lyrics is wack But I'm still pulling dame In the players hall of fame Ya see my name Next iceberg slim used to rock overalls n timbs But now I rock suits n ties Black Capone gngsta **** is my love Jones We break bones those intruders Wicked mid range shooter Don't test the best From the south we always get next .so **** yo flex Cash comes from others check No bouncing But I take it ounce 8Ball rolling strong controlling This rap game master my art piece One shot release .equals mo decease Got my beauty n I'm the beast feast In weak souls So I've been told And if ya step to the best Southern link with the west Better believe we leaven holes in in in yo chest Uh
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Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 9:10 PM UTC
game recognize games
Where I'm from You either smart of dumb To rules of cash making Ain't no faking We got young gs to ogs Rolling trees In Texas we always got the summer breeze Yea ya might sweat But it don't matter We still fill our pockets Chck the Rolex with baguettes In houston We never showed love to maggots Comprende Got a few eses that rolls with me Considered family So watch where us step fool Listen to the sounds of the tool We dumpin hits bump in Straight outta htown not Compton Stomping On the hardest grounds That most can't walk on Talk goes on To them hoes that try empty our Bank rolls But my minds on patrol Watch them ******* scroll Cuz they see ya coming up But wasn't down wen we was penned up In the penitentiary Seems like everybody after me But still excell through heaven or he'll so I dwell On good times than the bad times I stay with high ratios More buckets than misses Kisses by the slugs To wannabe fake *** thugs Like Mack said. I can't stand it got **** it Single handed Flipped the game ya know the name Yosef can't be tamed or maintained They say my lyrics is wack But I'm still pulling dame In the players hall of fame Ya see my name Next iceberg slim used to rock overalls n timbs But now I rock suits n ties Black Capone gngsta **** is my love Jones We break bones those intruders Wicked mid range shooter Don't test the best From the south we always get next .so **** yo flex Cash comes from others check No bouncing But I take it ounce 8Ball rolling strong controlling This rap game master my art piece One shot release .equals mo decease Got my beauty n I'm the beast feast In weak souls So I've been told And if ya step to the best Southern link with the west Better believe we leaven holes in in in yo chest Uh
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Many centuries ago, Dwelled several dinosaurs, Ferocious & huge, Involving in food wars. Creating havoc, Hunting other reptiles, Killing them brutally, Feasting on their lives. And then came the phase, Getting dinosaurs to an extinction, A new beginning, For the human civilization. As and as, Improved the human intellect, New technologies,new innovations, Created a modern human sect. Up from the heaven, Watched the huge extinct beings, The man made world, A smart techie reign. All the dinosaurs, Had a feeling of satisfaction, Cause the havoc they created, Was continued in era of modernization. The animals they killed, The surroundings they destroyed, In the form of conflicts & bloodshed, The human life has derived. Dinosaurs were content, As their work is being completed, By selfish greedy humans, Mercy and humanity been depleted. Intellectually evolved humans, Excell in tact, Behave like wild ruthless creatures,  A bitter existing fact. Life may deplete, Humanity diminishes each day, Life may get extinct, Until ruthlessness is slayed.               - Kedar k
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 3:54 AM UTC
Once upon a time
Deep within something that doesn't exist Or far away from someone you can't resist That is where you find your purpose. The reason you're supposed to live. Only then will you truly know sanctity. Only then can you really excell. Some of us won't make it. We will lay in these beds of insanity. 'Long as we have that one we can't resist 'Long as we know they simply exist
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 11:46 PM UTC
Settle for Me
Oh this beautiful life we live, Where no one wants to give. We take and take until we have no space, No longer time for face to face. What has the world become? We dance to the beat of our own off beat drum. We hide behind glass and mirrors, With the opportunity to hide our fears.   When did we get so blind? The most beautiful thing is expressing your mind.   Our eyes were given to see the truth, Yet we have been lied to all of our youth. Our mouths were meant to spread joy, Yet we use words like a used up toy.   How did we get so dumb? Its as if our minds are dull and numb.   We feed it with decietful stories.   Ones that do not end in humanly glories.   We obsess over the negative companents, And leave no room for glorious moments.   Who decided for us to become this way? We are being strung along day to day With no one to blame but ourselves.   Weve put intuition and instinct on the lowest shelves. We can now decide to excell, No more hiding in a hollow shell. We need to bring as much love as possible, A love that is not tossable. Where do we start? We go before society fell apart. But that moment in history has yet to exsist.   We are the generation that the Earth has missed.   We can finally be the first to bring unity, Even though the world is about destroying community.   We are the ones that need to rise above the chaos, No one can stop us.   Why should we care at all? Because in our hearts is a call. A call to be the ones who do not discriminate race or social standing.   A generation where there is no branding.   A human race, that finally understands what it means to be human. There is nothing more to it.
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Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 11:03 AM UTC
Now and Then
Oh this beautiful life we live, Where no one wants to give. We take and take until we have no space, No longer time for face to face. What has the world become? We dance to the beat of our own off beat drum. We hide behind glass and mirrors, With the opportunity to hide our fears.   When did we get so blind? The most beautiful thing is expressing your mind.   Our eyes were given to see the truth, Yet we have been lied to all of our youth. Our mouths were meant to spread joy, Yet we use words like a used up toy.   How did we get so dumb? Its as if our minds are dull and numb.   We feed it with decietful stories.   Ones that do not end in humanly glories.   We obsess over the negative companents, And leave no room for glorious moments.   Who decided for us to become this way? We are being strung along day to day With no one to blame but ourselves.   Weve put intuition and instinct on the lowest shelves. We can now decide to excell, No more hiding in a hollow shell. We need to bring as much love as possible, A love that is not tossable. Where do we start? We go before society fell apart. But that moment in history has yet to exsist.   We are the generation that the Earth has missed.   We can finally be the first to bring unity, Even though the world is about destroying community.   We are the ones that need to rise above the chaos, No one can stop us.   Why should we care at all? Because in our hearts is a call. A call to be the ones who do not discriminate race or social standing.   A generation where there is no branding.   A human race, that finally understands what it means to be human. There is nothing more to it.
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So know what it is with this sinister **** Notorious Enemy, is all in this ***** Las calles saven, lo que pasa If I reach out with the strap estas balas te alcansan And this records, I'm working even faster Ese hood rat ***** in the way I'll blast her I'm the first, to let them fly Puncture me you the first to fucken die I pay the block, I got the codes encrypted At the stove in the kitchen getting ready to whip it Fucken wicked, the things start ringing So shooting vatos down on the stand that's sicken Take ah loss, I'm Mac-11 The Boss That's the price they gotta pay the *** cover the cost Let's make it clear, foo I got no fear Ese you fear death so your death is near This is what war is all about Ese vatos laid out they get shot in their mouth And some in the back trying to run from death But death caught 'em slipping put his life in check Who's next? It's what the Reaper say The Reaper say he ain't come to play That's all day, is 'bout them evil ways And wars all about hunting down you're prey [Lyrics from: http://www.lyrics.az/conejo/-/what-war-is-all-about.html] The gun connect get him out of the station From ah ***** *** cop that wanna go in their cases So excell 'im, to anybody And now he got read letting off that shotty Gang murders, they'll make the news It make the city look bad if the terrors new Exactly, that's what I mean The **** I say is fucken evil elite So diss one, when your *** out here *** nothings gonna change us situations are fierce So check game, it's more than rough in this Get ah good night sleep, *** they'll wage you by 6 And suffocate you, and try to break you If you don't say ah word this muthufuckers will hate you A la verga, I'm the scarecrow El Angel de la Muerte with that platinum halo This is what war is all about Ese vatos laid out they get shot in their mouth And some in the back trying to run from death But death caught 'em slipping put his life in check Who's next? It's what the Reaper say The Reaper say he ain't come to play That's all day, is 'bout them evil ways And wars all about hunting down you're prey
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
Conejo - What War Is All About
So know what it is with this sinister **** Notorious Enemy, is all in this ***** Las calles saven, lo que pasa If I reach out with the strap estas balas te alcansan And this records, I'm working even faster Ese hood rat ***** in the way I'll blast her I'm the first, to let them fly Puncture me you the first to fucken die I pay the block, I got the codes encrypted At the stove in the kitchen getting ready to whip it Fucken wicked, the things start ringing So shooting vatos down on the stand that's sicken Take ah loss, I'm Mac-11 The Boss That's the price they gotta pay the *** cover the cost Let's make it clear, foo I got no fear Ese you fear death so your death is near This is what war is all about Ese vatos laid out they get shot in their mouth And some in the back trying to run from death But death caught 'em slipping put his life in check Who's next? It's what the Reaper say The Reaper say he ain't come to play That's all day, is 'bout them evil ways And wars all about hunting down you're prey [Lyrics from: http://www.lyrics.az/conejo/-/what-war-is-all-about.html] The gun connect get him out of the station From ah ***** *** cop that wanna go in their cases So excell 'im, to anybody And now he got read letting off that shotty Gang murders, they'll make the news It make the city look bad if the terrors new Exactly, that's what I mean The **** I say is fucken evil elite So diss one, when your *** out here *** nothings gonna change us situations are fierce So check game, it's more than rough in this Get ah good night sleep, *** they'll wage you by 6 And suffocate you, and try to break you If you don't say ah word this muthufuckers will hate you A la verga, I'm the scarecrow El Angel de la Muerte with that platinum halo This is what war is all about Ese vatos laid out they get shot in their mouth And some in the back trying to run from death But death caught 'em slipping put his life in check Who's next? It's what the Reaper say The Reaper say he ain't come to play That's all day, is 'bout them evil ways And wars all about hunting down you're prey
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The night's like a cockroach that crawls up my skin, evil, exciting, I let the night in. The stockade has fallen, I'm free on the lam, what kind is this man that chaos delights in the cockroach? we all know those nights so don't pretend you can't see or defend me, but just be one if the stars will allow and accept it for this is the now. In this junkyard of existence persistence pays off. There is the diamond, a mirage floats on high, a jewel and my third eye desires the fires within, more cockroaches crawl up my skin, I let the diamond lights in. If I excell at this it is only because the kiss of a madness is on me, badness is in me, If vanity is to be then it is surely the cockroach who leads me astray.
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
All about the Eve.
The New Future roar + Gimme Gimme Better salaries 2018 Hard years or light years Galaxies Hey 19*,20?,21$, 22 my birth number September Saphire blue What's true the roar-ins The movies the cold cuts Getting hot Boar head bites The crybaby nights Roaring Twenties Flights" It's time  for the modern "I Dare" to be on the edge Just Dodge Men at war draft ins Pennies for their thoughts Dr. Who am I drugs new laugh-ins She's the boredom Monday- millenium "Gatsby Gorilla" Tuesday Tarrantula  deadend It been a long weekend_____ Money is the killer Ransom not a fandom The Samson and Delilah "Gilmore Ladies" Halleluah Stocked up on mercedes Flapper dancers flipped a coin They marched in computer lion Whats in your pocket Now Hewlett Packard Hackers and fast and furious snackers (The Thirties) centuries gowns Kitchen the wife cooks Turkey tough food 4 the soul Davie Bowie ground control Bowing down "Beek Jerky" The golf player the hole in goofers those penny loafers Coffee and cars comedians "Seinfeld" is money gold Jiffy peanut butter Sandwiches spread with love I love you "Mother" Miss Kleinfeld I am getting married Those emmy awards looking worried What's edible  Mr Hannibal with attachmnents Mrs cannibals The love can (B) incredible Cornish Hens Another day like Zen Those Stepford wives perfect ten Eyes of Fifty shades of poodle skirts New Jersey housewives movie cut Greek goddess of Ulysses lit Greek yogurt creamy lips possess New future what to address Wordy so quirky time gets spooky Look alive get perky The future for me is right now Jersey strong "New Jersey" All Excell moon solar system The future I got the rhythm
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
Roaring Twenties Now Pennies
The New Future roar + Gimme Gimme Better salaries 2018 Hard years or light years Galaxies Hey 19*,20?,21$, 22 my birth number September Saphire blue What's true the roar-ins The movies the cold cuts Getting hot Boar head bites The crybaby nights Roaring Twenties Flights" It's time  for the modern "I Dare" to be on the edge Just Dodge Men at war draft ins Pennies for their thoughts Dr. Who am I drugs new laugh-ins She's the boredom Monday- millenium "Gatsby Gorilla" Tuesday Tarrantula  deadend It been a long weekend_____ Money is the killer Ransom not a fandom The Samson and Delilah "Gilmore Ladies" Halleluah Stocked up on mercedes Flapper dancers flipped a coin They marched in computer lion Whats in your pocket Now Hewlett Packard Hackers and fast and furious snackers (The Thirties) centuries gowns Kitchen the wife cooks Turkey tough food 4 the soul Davie Bowie ground control Bowing down "Beek Jerky" The golf player the hole in goofers those penny loafers Coffee and cars comedians "Seinfeld" is money gold Jiffy peanut butter Sandwiches spread with love I love you "Mother" Miss Kleinfeld I am getting married Those emmy awards looking worried What's edible  Mr Hannibal with attachmnents Mrs cannibals The love can (B) incredible Cornish Hens Another day like Zen Those Stepford wives perfect ten Eyes of Fifty shades of poodle skirts New Jersey housewives movie cut Greek goddess of Ulysses lit Greek yogurt creamy lips possess New future what to address Wordy so quirky time gets spooky Look alive get perky The future for me is right now Jersey strong "New Jersey" All Excell moon solar system The future I got the rhythm
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The wise use their wits to solve their issues, And, For this reason they excell. They never mistake! Please try to be wise!
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Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 6:30 AM UTC
Wise