Every word of every verse that I've maliciously served. Militant with it so get your suit fitted for the hearse. Ya momma singin' hymns like they did back then in the church. Your dead in the dirt, ya flesh gettin' digested by worms. That's a nice way of expressin' what's next in the works. To put it lightly, I spread like the progression of germs. Expecting the worst, you're only just beginning to learn. Ushered in a new flame, so I'm lettin' it burn.
I rip into rappers with minimal effort, This shit is like checkers to Deep Blue's successor, You don't wanna see me lose my temper, A bomb you can't defuse start taking reclusive measures, Falling asleep through your lectures, not even Horton heard it, When I speak from the chest the concussive force'll murk em Not a normal person and I don't know what's more disturbing The minotaur that's forming or the swarm of gorgons in orbit, I spend a stack a month on that heady plant, Got me foaming at the mouth, any cash amount, Steady hands dissecting grams until my death I'm smacking loud Like an angry chick, tell me what's an angel to an atheist I coalesce with Roman legends just to choke the heavens, I'm dangerous, to the way you raise your kids Let em play with BICs and make em satanists, Crazy shit's a daily gig what could you say to him, Nathan, bitch
I got a couple. They say Im losing my mind, they say Im kinda insane They say I got a couple wires lose inside of my brain You could never understand so I dont try to explain I stay in my damn lane I just survive and maintain They wanna see in a coffin or inside of them chains they telling me to pick the pipe up put the pipe to his brain Im tellling them I thats me, and aint no side of me change They wanna see me leaking blood out while I lie on the grain But naw.. late bloomer, thats probably why I come alive in the rain I dont want be another young blood thats dyin in vain Only time Ill pull a trigger is my mom or little sister and I put that on my soul that Ima ride and just bang My man just got 11 years for just a fight and some change no justice all they just wanna see him die in the tank Im on my Johnny Cash no I dont ride with a gang but Im wearing all black like Im about to slide in bank no mas no mas
Fuck man, i cant think of anything my mind draws a blank, when i drink close to Hennessey hell, if im tense or anything my defense gets the best if im scheming on a recipe Dire aisles keep em leanin for a while screamin more than miles, piles steaming quite some time Leave em tied and dry fiending for there eyes seeing more than former beings of their lives Doors are broken open, ancient feelings have awoken, beasts and demons go for broke for these folk they take a toll on. hopless morons dont see right infront of them They claim these angels pray Lest they prey and are coveted Hovering above the dead shuddering muttering words you cant comprehend
Good! its what they ordered, borderline cogs in a machine missing matching, Miss matched lashings given one at a time. Because, each click of the clock Each tickety tock, you keep giving it off For riveting stocks, listed for the price of life you strike a balance, how long until youve had it? Till your broke down and out, clinging to a habit. Their are no holes or gapes no narrow holes in fate, told you wait, as your soul escapes, you slowly dissipate. Whether your a cog or a gear, you will only be replaced, so long as your near those gentle golden gates, your fears dissappear and clears your mental state. As you steer and you veer, your soul will replicate.
This is the first and only verse I have written and actually feel good about. (Though it's still too short) Hopefully this is me reaching a breaking point and there will be more to come. I was baptized in the first fallen snow I woke to trees dressed in white to match my new soul Though my heart remains volatile and dark like coal But one's subjective, product of the environment the other objective, eternal, so it doesn't matter, the ego is irrelevent And it's the god damned elephant in the room consumed by the fantasies of my doom and what follows it and my affair with the moon though my guess is good as yours All I can do is follow the course and divorce myself from fear and have faith my existence isn't limited by years.
smokin way too much green.. eyes bleeding staring at the screen, Tryna wash away the murder scene. And thats all cause im too baked lol
This was a freestyle I busted out in after reading a stupid article on fb about lgbt rights An eye for and eye, all faggots should die, it's written in your book, you must follow it blindly, the real message I think was mistook? For weak people getting raped kindly, for a god that is selfish and vain, leaving you feeling hellish and insane, the thing you don't get, you haven't given us equality yet? Let's recall shall we, what happened to that French King Louis, and his wife Marie Antoinette, they're heads became offset, staring up from the guillotine, blade falling, those masquerades they threw...darling, when you're a head shorter it's hard to be pristine, I hold the torch to your stake, any apologies you want to make? I am not the one that's forsaken, I'll never straighten, must be in cahoots with satan, it's time for you to awaken, this time we ain't fakin' we ain't stirred or shaken Tired of asking with our voices, asking with heavy closed hands, must be the the deviant lifestyle choices, dust to dust, bone to bone, shifting sands to shifting sands
I was born sideways from a cancerous landscape, Encapsulating life while deforming them handshakes, Now listen that mans fake, his fictional plans break, I massacre at the saga and drop shit on his fans base. A clangs trait, a damp way, A tramps pain in damned rain, Supping down cans in unforgivable damn shame. Digital brands made the invisible hands fade, Additional, divisional, invincible mans. Swallow at the principles its clinical in mad fate, I wallow at the biblical allow what the bad say, Literal the quizzical in visions of rampage, Be lyrical its synicle, this pitiful damn plague. Despicable this arts my medicinal haze, Metaphysical, transitional rage. Political in criminal hate. Hitting mirracles in syllables the gruby unforgivable state!!! This is off my first EP... Bless
Go ahead and turn your back on the sun. I'm shinin' bright like the eye on the back of the one. I got ya eyes squinted, The reason why you'd rather ride tinted but ya 9 to 5 got you drivin' in a lemon what's up. Capitalism now you entered the rut. Even with a new job, you ain't gettin' enough. Stretching money and stressing over the littlest stuff And when ya funds sucked dry your on ya knees for the lunch. But me I never forfeit, while most of these drop to they knees in worship. Their focused on the beady eye of horus. But can't see that money is evil and all these coffins. I've even been the culprit putting my people second to golden crosses.
Arisen has the decision to make an incision in divisions of societies born of false religion for the mission its required that there be no intermission intuition is the fuel that propels my inner vision to fruition in a world where no bodies listening. Somethings missing on this earth cause greed feeds politicians to false promises and lies no admission and plus they'll try to criticize my volition to launch the truth into the skies if you'll listen and trust you'll have to use your eyes for this vision cause crimes I'm listing, they'll deny in an instant now they outside, heats high in the kitchen while their people hungry to survive, no nutrition In time they'll have to come alive, no submission To the change the system that denies with persistence the shift in things that will provide what is different.
Yea im THE M.C., come and kick it with me, smokin on some of this green, you know we'll never get clean, we get so blowed, on the dodo, hoping hoes show, on the low pro, then verses well be merkin be spitting shit thatll make feel worthless, but only if your one of the ones out there hurtin, all these nice peeps chillin smokin on da perfect. My influences? Mainly eminem and tech n9ne. And yes I call chronic dat perfect cause in my opinion it is perfect. Pm me if you live round portsmouth va and lookin for someone to freestyle with or.smoke with or both. Peace.
Thank you, well I've really only been writing verses since January and yea my beginning verses sucked lol, now I'm pretty fucking good.
An eye for and eye, all faggots should die, it's written in your book, you must follow it blindly, the real message I think was mistook? For weak people getting raped kindly, for a god that is selfish and vain, leaving you feeling hellish and insane, the thing you don't get, you haven't given us equality yet? Let's recall shall we, what happened to that French King Louis, and his wife Marie Antoinette, they're heads became offset, staring up from the guillotine, blade falling, those masquerades they threw darling, when you're a head shorter it's hard to be pristine, I hold the torch to your stake, any apologies you want to make? I am not the one that's forsaken, I'll never straighten, must be in cahoots with satan, it's time for you to awaken, this time we ain't fakin' we ain't stirred or shaken Tired of asking with our voices, asking with heavy closed hands, must be the the deviant lifestyle choices, dust to dust, bone to bone, shifting sands to shifting sands I'm the moral pollution, piss christians off more than evolution, back to my last verse, linguistic jabs and verbal outbursts, here's the super funny thing, if given the opportunity to show you the cruelty that was shown to me by followers of the divine three I'd leave the punishment up to the great banshee, to hate, to maim to kill that's disgusting, I believe your soul is suffering, into a demon you're turning, gates to the hate fire enterally burning, as much as I'd want to hold a magnum 500 to your temple as you cry and tremble, I couldn't and wouldn't that's not what I represent, from a young age I learned what hate meant, I'm holding the lighter to the line of stakes, but it won't spark, no fire in my lakes, I have no beast mark, so the next time you splash me with holy water, praying to your Heavenly Father, claiming to be a martyr, when instead you're the beast markers, selling souls in pews, not seeing all that you lose, it's s clever clever rouse, to let hate, distain and intolerance suffuse with outdated views, that I cannot excuse
I know the instant I missed it, no lie, I lay depressed, feign indifference but remain impressed with the way she play so distant, The type you might just make your misses, Never invested cuz they spite to take your riches, But now I'm all a loan without the slightest stake of interest. Paying for it crying, saying it's wider lakes and fishes
Check my face and recognize this expression made, why shave? When Bitches telling me i look like Hemingway, So fuck a fade, All i need's this money to impress the babes, So quit the hating homie stuff a cone And get up out my face. Smoking everyday cause I chose too, This fruit loop!, got me talking to myself like i was on a Bluetooth, Who knew, I'd be blowing up don't call me bomb though, Pronto, now these bitches sucking on my swan nose, Feeling pressed for time, get mine like Optimus prime, I see why, all these midgets hating but they knee high, B.R.B. be right back wit the tree, Best weed, no seeds, like I'm eating tangerines, Capeesh? no peace, loud blunt full a kief No beat, I wrote this shit while walking home from the beach. That's me.