Migente's Member of the Day

Straight murdered
www.migente.com
on that Server
forward slashing
AHKMEL PHAROD underscorer
shouting out
my first employer
GOD
who in I
trust before ya
along with the real reason
I keep achieving ignoring ya
Laughing out Loud for real
not luck just fortunate skill
the way I reverse then
off in night peel
right from the top
I'll make a spartan drop his shield
a fat man in a chocolate factory yield
when it comes to me
and the way I build
hand over fist
once under that hump
but never over the hill
advice to you haters
relax and chill
before I treat you
like a female to
Massengill

Freestyling 70

Concrete Cinderblocks
I can’t see em no more
20 stories high
I use to watch them fall
from kitchen sinks
And shot up car doors
Headz up! Is what
We used to call
niggaz in the projects still
Are fucking bored
Pissin on elevator floors
What you know about this tolerance
And shit never seen before
Unless you from the streets
That real hard core
Brooklyn is what I talk
Kings County is what I walk
All day reppin New York, New York
With the Wally’s on my feet
38 used to defeat
Changing laws snapping jaws
From the whip of the pistol
So say something before you get ignored
With no one to miss you….

Freestyling 69

Yo! Yo! Yo!
What the Catastrophe
Blaze quick
Or live drastically
I’m confident when
It comes to tragedies
Complicated formalities
Check how I compose
Blood from the nose
Of those walking too happily
From compound sentences automatically
Whoever the fuck
Stole my demo ran from me
Fuck the pressing charges
I’m a seek, search and destroy
Thugs mad at me
Now checking for damaged fatalities
Self corruptibility
There’s no handling me

Getting In Where I Fit In

I Got That

Head Knod Hish

Go Get Em' AHK

Hit Em AHK Get Em AHK

Baby Mama's Drama Drama....

Whipped up that something something

One in a Trillion

Back at it again

Knowledge I Signify

Somebody stole my heart
I cried
My soul torn apart
Though I’m still kept alive
Everyday my eyes open wide
Hearing a voice
Similar to my own
Asking why
Life according to mine
I thoroughly analyze
Keeping me able to survive
The unwise
Not cornered
No time to ever hide
I’m apart of immortality
I recognize making sure
The brain I’m using is both
The left and right side
Awaking the fourth eye
Broken down the AHKMELIAN SCRIBES
Sand stays in my hair
For the dumb deaf and blind
To realize the divinity and

Knowledge I Signify

Mean The World to Me

Traces of mine
The heart the soul
The mentality the righteousness
I believe in the experience
The memories I own
Extremely priceless
Never to be sold
Though they are sometimes
Rushed more than gold
I wish to share
On my own accord
Unconditionally I write
Though never when I am bored
All for naught at times
When my feelings are not caught
Alive with the ability to
Trust in myself as the
Trust is provided
For the unrighteous to see
So no judgment
because to stop what I do would

Mean The World to Me

Breathe With Me

In to my life
She poured the hurt
I sipped slowly
Though I did not desert
Mental negativity I felt
Out of place
I grew another pair of wings
I’m strong again
Powerful to say welcome
Please come into my life
Let me free you of your pain
That you still suffer from
Tears I store of yours in my heart
Providing a way
For a beautiful and new start
Clouds are above
For you and I to love
And feel love not to
Be afraid to show love
I told you through expression
That this is brand new
You seemed critical
And for what
All I ever wanted
you to do was to

Breathe With Me

What I Believe In

Many approach
My wings wounded
Energy still in existence
But for who?
The future is now in the past
So looking forward to the beginning
As we shall start from the
First molecular
Careful are the steps
To be taken together
Forceful are the we
Never again to divide
Thoughts permanently connected
Side by side
Patient in every way to succeed
Getting the best out of life
Challenge the mission
Not to change our position
Intellectually speaking
Oriented goals of the wise
Not to be criticized is

What I Believe In

As I Wondered

A story without a beginning
Longing to be told
Systems of the routine
Books without folds

Many hearts placed between
Promises, bookmarks
Holding the memories
Of those who dream

Of different places
Where ever they may be
I’m afraid to let myself be free
Due to how love enslaves me

Countless in number
Though I must admit
A summer with out love
Is like love without commitment

Pondering
now about
where I parted the book
As I now wonder

About the same book
that casted a spell
on me that I was once under

As I Wondered