Wart

Im in it too deep to give up now.
A minute to keep, I live it how?
A sinner with teeth broke in his mouth.
Beginning to weep, the leaders down.
Father,
Please, appeal me.
All these ancient thoughts have steeled, and appeal me.
Do you feel me?
Still a myth, but real breed. Spill a lil', bleed, or come and fuckin' kill me!

"Nothin will touch, enough with toughened Zeal",

(Roooough!)

Up the deal, gruff and I erupt when suckas buck the tongue, I love the squeals.

"Cuffed to trucks and drug in fields.
Rugged, up above Psy dug the muffin, up and stuffed the heel".

(Uckfa ovela, ooh ooh uh none say)

Suck the nut, play the mooshoo and rum crave.

"Why do you try to control the whole me?
Do you want the old B to souly hold free, cause he boldly upholds the O.G. mental scent to bend a limb, and end a grin,"

Mend a sentimental friend, and lend a whim.
As Psy peers upon what's left, has my ear begone thus said.
Paths lie cleared, eye dons just dead.

(Add my sneer)

"Why calm this dread? It's on its debt, this all gets set."

I could have been a killa, calamity caught and coffin crazed, could have shot the bitch I was robbin, CAP EM, and cop a page, like, little young and could have created compassion, yet, in a day's, I chose to keep it conscientious hopped and off the rage, would have brought a bat to the battle, but I've been brought up, and raised, blessed to be the beast, when I'm beefing, Begin by blottin pages, lopping off the top of the noggin, lobotomized the brave, toss a Molotov and I'm off, and I often top The blaze,
Drop it,
Ever since some blow hard weasel killed Cecil, with a bow, hark, people seem see through to me and the evil they see to, ain't going to be no b doo be doo bee doo, coming to Aleve or relieve, see to, or believe you,
Only team two, comin in with a lean, whoo!,
Stepping through the portal, sword first, and, bored, with no list of morals, just a fist to twist and curl, in bitches curls,
Cut, clean through, what? Ya spleen couldnt cling dude, tut, you a mean crew, shut up in a lean to,
Lil pussy,
I'm a Lion, in a gunfight (yeeeah), maybe, you the one (right), Herculean lung might, *sigh*
Show me what ya brung bite, get ya tongue tight.
If it ain't a duel, anal pain'll be the only claim your name'll clambor to.

Leave it up to B, to redefine the meter, redirected, leader, at a veto,

"Do we Beat the beast, and, eat the pizza?"

Be discreet, I'm evil on deeferent leevel,

Weavin', a medieval,

Rampagin', on a campaign, of pain.

"Rama, man ain't, but Brahma can hang"

Dang,

El'll be divided only if you "hoim".
I've jus-defied my justice, as a just aside I adjusted.

(Right)

"PoiPsyns Well, poised and swelled."

(Cloist?)

Indwelled, in voice instilled.
Then choice dispelled.
I'm burgeoned, by the virgin-birth, versioned from perversions urge, this spurious word surged in.

"Misinterpreted at first, it set the spurs in on how to purge "sin"."

When, Mesopotamia, back in the day, lets go the mania, backin' "the Great", the texts show Akkadia lacked in the faith, the next go to vainglory, thats when they say...

"Language vanished, anguish came to languish.
Shamash abandoned us and famish pains the gut.."

Who elected Death to wreck the party?

"You directed that i get a body."

Oh...

(B's about to beeline)

"He ain't gonna want to when the Psy-kick.
An alm, alieve?
And I'ma leave?
An honor might appease a nutter, pops, I'm not a tease.
I'm utterly pleased to meet another me. I'm,"

Eve'll come, when evil go unnoticed.

(On degrees)

"Gone the B's, conglomeratively."

Non-divisive, I conjured a meat I've in
common, with a need, and eyes forthcoming.

(Pawn deceased)

"And spawned the seeds, this song receives."

It's on...

Psy can hit a rhythm, watch him notch a mechanism

"Titan, with a schism,B, talkn' hot, cause death is with him."

Tighten, with the vision, caution tossed, and left within.....
.....A Psy.

(....and, a quick pip from the B)

...can I get hip, gone of feet?

"Now that I've di-B-litated, I'ma get to Psy's assignment.
Howl at mighty, THE deranged mind, gripped, divines alignment

So, you're thinkin' about fast, or, bring around ass. Sowed your ink, and now its linked in, speakin' how I'm outclassed.

"Toed your brink, and showed your weak, don't even deem to hold back.
A linguist in a sling, don't even seem to know that. "

I'ma rhyme every single sound up out my mouth. Time to find whether we mingle , bound to bout, or reroute,

"Stymied revelry, bring him down, Psy about to clout. I re-Psy'd, severed beneath the pounding in the south."


Ever met a sentient, meta delinquent?

(Neva)

"Whether mecca's into ya, better B thinkin'.."

(Heh, clever)

Rebel clairvoyant, devoid of enjoyment, the devil paranoid, I'm here to level the employment.

"Segue to the void, let it settle in..."

(Avoid)

Let him peddle, egg it on, hell a nettle, even better yet annoy.


I got mine-n-Psy-chose his,

Musical, Dark, scary, sinister, catchy, cinematic