JackMeOff

lol riiiiiight... guess u dont know me that well No, not at all ...and I'm still not interested ------------------ [This message has been edited by Ph0eniX (edited 04-20-2001).]

Where's the pic, biatch? ------------------

grrrrrrr oh really?? hehe stop hitting on me - I'm not interested ------------------

Religiously denounced When I ebonically pronounce Yo God, where you be at, Biatch I've stood here with a timewatch on my crotch and watched time rise without you I hung like testicles waiting to brush up against you Tried to taste your omnipotence like syrup on my skin But the taste was absent, absorbed by silence I began saying Po-Is-Me before poetry Spitting verses for favors Expecting jets of adoration to bomb my sad existence Left to question the entrance of addiction within my family's cartilage Taught to think that ring-around-the-collar was microscopic Hispanic branded to Caucasian collars Sealed by the dollars wanted in their pockets Then I realized People are like Skittles Different faces different tastes But a skittle is a fucking skittle whether or not its 'S' is displayed Pain helps the brain maintain its pretty face A race is just a taste from a different plate in a buffet I used to say "Fuck Everyone!" Death was my wife as a youth I wanna doggy fuck my schools for making me a fool All they taught was the past and some hashed together theories Couldn't teach me who my dad was yet expected me to succeed When all I needed was to see that my life was just a bad dream I had to greet the restless streets so meat could meet my belly Cause rice and beans for breakfast lunch and dinner was demanding Found the brevity of my longevity to be astounding A cash fiend sees the beginning of creation when a bullet lets them know it's time to go I drank Sisquo with Crisco and fried my inhibitions So the death on my breath wouldn't smell like chitins When I deliberated "Yo God, where you be at, Biatch" I thought you had my back but found my back split---wide open The devil toking on my crotch Celebrating his cultural devotion There's a level of seriousness dug within my chin Satanic prospects flourish Evil incarnate sips liquid from lip ridges Swings from eyelids Riding pornographic mind flicks Why am I to be the inflicted Sucking anointed joints speaking without a point Living in forsakenment I pull the covers of my voices till they warm skin like ovens in my apartment Defrosting frost-bit limbs Like generation X'ers in American Government I have no kin Dick and labia devised me but deprived me When their function was to fuck shit Parenthood traveling opposite junctions Why do keyboards have more functions than the assumptions of heaven I think a prejudiced Spok and a clanned white 2 Pac wrote the Bill of Rights See Cause they intellectually wrote a freedom speech That left out me Their caveman melanin Encaged in encasements of gingered sin boiling in rectums Too dark to see shit so they wrote the shit that started the imprint Of a boot kick towards my improvement If the Lamb died for its clan to take away the pain it began Is a girl to remain a girl and never bud into a woman? Is the rage in her womb to remain the tomb of pain While a nigga's still a man regardless the impotence of his ignorance? I'd say no but my pinnochio would grow and explode on Gods halo I grew out of the Holy Ghost when I grew out my baby clothes And was exposed to loaded needles and shit on by bald eagles It wasn't just the physical cause an application of Chap Stick diminishes The longer the world spins I'm a fond believer that an artist never dies when their work's left behind But from God I need more than universe movement Cause this life shit could be a bowel movement Before faith is attained it must be explained it's like a jukebox You drop your efforts in the slot and bob to invisible influence If I'd of known the light beyond my mothers cracked slit would be the negative of my placenta I would have signed a veto against my birthright before a fingerprint was flogged on my index I would have dove into a blender before my retinas bled dead visions witnessed by five senses But I came to my senses And the silence of God is no longer question ------------------

yep ...not to the extreme though ------------------

...so the video was a hoax ...give it up fellahz - you won't connect no matter what ...you really thought I'd post shit like that? ...okay okay ...you have a point but to the best of my knowledge *right hand on the bible* such footage does NOT exist [yet] ------------------ [This message has been edited by Ph0eniX (edited 04-19-2001).]

never heard of imaqtxoxo from Mars ------------------

ME! ------------------

It's in our private collection ...did you really think that I'd post something like that for everyone to see? ------------------

blah blah blah ------------------

you're my second favorite gurlfrombrookelawn, sowwy - nut n' personal ------------------ [This message has been edited by Ph0eniX (edited 04-19-2001).]

Sorry, didn't mean to rub it in. I should have known that talking about it, brings back memories. See? ...I care ------------------

he is just jealous....don't mind jersey-ites. No, I'm only jealous 'cuz I'm not from Boston like you, I mean SoHo ------------------

I'm just protecting my corporate network ------------------

It's someone working for Bizcom. Their security manager is on top of the issue already. ------------------

That's so adorable but no dice! You're bound to get trapped if you stick your nose where it doesn't belong! Wednesday, April 18, 2001, 1:43:42 PM User: diva Password: pox - *** LOGIN FAILED! *** - Wednesday, April 18, 2001, 1:43:53 PM User: Pox Password: Diva - *** LOGIN FAILED! *** - Wednesday, April 18, 2001, 1:44:08 PM User: Diva Password: Pox - *** LOGIN FAILED! *** - ------------------

Yes, oh wise one! *eyeroll* ------------------

get this cheese outta here before I faint! ------------------

stop smoking crack and you'll be alright ------------------

blah blah blah ** MAINTAIN ** ------------------

I never lie ------------------

I'm not a nutty nut ...she talked me into it. ------------------

It means so much coming from someone like you If no one cares then how come there were 367 downloads since I posted? ------------------ [This message has been edited by Ph0eniX (edited 04-17-2001).]

*bump* ------------------

this is where people live, not where they were born, ahem (jersey) how about that chowda'? ------------------