Lyrics
(what'd B, think he'd won?)
"Cut me cleanly huh? A mutt, demean me? Tut, end deed, he want."
Tucked in ink, he hunts......the mutton, but we glean the stunt.
"Suckling, such is weaning. Come up and see the front."
........Started at the end till I FUCKED up the first really good occurrence I was given from my birth.
(Hey!)
What's up I'm cursed?
"Such is livin' just your livin' dumbs worst, chum."
Summin' up in but this one word,
(Done.)
Witness what becomes, don't look away.
Won't you book the day?
(It took its pay.)
Bit crooked, like a hook, let's say.
"It's good to stay."
You can hide when I come, but you better run quick, so sick of this shit, it's like a movie in slow mo, people die by the gun, when they let the tongue slip, so fucking with me dawg straight up is a no-no, feeling high as the sun when I get a blood drip from a bitch, talk shit when I squeeze on the fo-fo, stealing lives isn't fun, when you got to go run you left witnesses and they called up the popo, fire rental Fed up you say there's no place like home, pssh, Dorothy and Toto, sealing doors as your pores drip sweat you really want to leave but there's no place to go though, they're never going to find you when I'm through with your dude, so the funeral expenses get paid on the low low, maybe just a finger just to add to the stress to your family and your friends when your ass is a no-show, thought you were the shit you should have probably just settled it down and there's something that I think you should know bro, it can always get bloody make a war zone quick bitch everybody there screaming out oh no!, anybody wanna act brave step up find yourself on the ground touch yourself where a hole blow, through your back fuck a vest point blank is the best if it ever comes down to a show hoe, I could keep it going like this all day spitting back and forth and around like a yo-yo but I think I got my point across pretty well to anyone smarter than a God damn dodo.
"Sick of the smiles, stickin', defiled, yet, slippin' the while, grip on wit's, sittin' unbridled.
Unrivaled, I spit, dripping with bile, half cocked, full clip in the rifle.
Talkin to the tip of the tongue, told it to keep it at tungsten."
Sidnal, Psy, and I, just, lit the signal fire, sigil high, hitchin ride amidst the midden pile,
Shits gettin wild, this decision sits defiled, since a child, men been simple to me, hence, the vile.
In tense denile, I envisaged, hints of guile,
Meant to rile, get a rise and rid the mire.
I hid desire, pitted up against my love, let it sidle in, and since, been thug.
"I'm rabid, with a bit of, ragged, driven, wrath.
Dragging back the dragon, I done ripped in half."
(Slip in this)
*Laugh*
(here's what Thought, said)
"FUCK 'EM, cheer's you're not dead.
Leed 'em all to me, I need immediate relief, I feed on grief, indeed I'm greedy,
Like a fee fye foe fum
Aye, B, ready for the next step, the death debt, settled.
Any, left, forgetting the stress, that's the nettle.
Fed, illicit things, until I meta'd."
Is a dream, a vessel, or a scene?
Was there ever any F, in hope?
"Effin dope"
Heaven, let me not be left, and, broke.
Bereft the boat, he let me float, no destination.............I see a school of selfless fish in search among themselves for just WHAT selfish IS.
To the shelf it gets held, till the wealth it gives.
Welp, what a hell this has kettled.......settled?
(Who's to claim a brain broke)
Is that a dang joke?
To choose a name and change road.
"You just the stained clothes and veins I make to BANG closed.
(Shameful)
To drift away, could shift the blame, no?
"You'd risk the sane, bro?"
This is pain though.
(It's rude to slang a vain quote)
"You can say my name hoes , in those magazines and in the press, the pen'll rest, when I enter the center within your chest.
You in duress?
Psy splinters any hindrance, till winter sets.
Interest kindled?
I tend to the embers best."
Steppin' double time a top a Taiko, slept in shuttle mind I'm not a fuckin flight though
Listen to The vision I'm given a livid decision to get in the game and I'm unable to maintain my seeing this out sniffing cane I'm out like cane sniffing out Abel my body shakes as the main vein breaks and drains down to the
yang
yins a vain imitational plane prowled.
Lame brains entertain me I'll rain the bane down
In the event of My demise I leave intent to be dispensed and not despised if intuition sees to send you signal seen through sidnals sigil psy's alive and Brad's just fine
So one day when I was off and lost in the akashic records I was tossed a message loss is precious, if not infectious, it's all just lessons you've called to draw confessions, raw inflections,
love impresses,
it's all on us,
to fall and all the rest
I Paw my chest, took all thy vestiges of stress that I had nested, blessed 'em under the steps of depression,
next a regression,
*flash*
an oppression to last on aggression.
back in the flesh and passin affection,
Style of Music
Opera, dark, catchy, sinister , hard, choir, deep tones, Taiko drums, child vocals