I hear somebody scream, I'm a black star
From afar I admired his scars
Bar none, he wore them proudly
He tore it up, never afraid to be rowdy
It made me want to exclaim too
That I have the same flame too
That inside I have volcano brewing
A gorgeous lady, passionately sewing
By keeping treasures inside bound
The pressure kept them never found
But in sleep I could scream loud
I am a black star too, no crowd
When no one's listening, it's allowed
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:38 AM UTC
My pupils weren't properly opening and closing
This is a start of something awful
My pupils noticed me dozing
I can not say I'm hopeful
I can't feel my organs
Or if I can, they're rotting
I can feel in closing gorgons
Spraying me with stone ink
I feel my stomach sinking
On the brink of ***** thinking
How rarely I've been blinking
And the feeling slowly sinks in
It's been five blinks
My rotten heart now stinks
I've only blinked five times
But many years have passed
Of me being alive
I'm in the kitchen with my daughter
Watching cartoons with slaughter
Filling in the memory folders
Trying to fit her in the right molders
Five blinks were fun
But now she's gone
Some five more now
And death seems to crown
Me as the new king of fraun
The sky turns grey
Now I can't stay
Five blinks again
I can't maintain
Five more my hair is grey
Five more my soul's sent astray
Five more and no delay
Everything rots and can not stay.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 7:08 AM UTC
Between ropes all life, can't let up
Fight fiends with strife, fed up
Life feels like it's sped up
Drinking fluid only from red cups
Loud noise equals life strats
Keyboards, drums, strings and frets
People think they having fun and don't fret
Eating words from musicians, spoon fed
I've led this life and it feels trife
Reminiscing of time lost makes me reel and cry
When brains feel like they're deep fried
When the dream you worshiped, it seems lied.
Riding every morning
Hiding all the phoney
feelings when your roaming
You don't feel like going
But the drugs just keep on flowing
When women exist only for blowing
When lean red eyes are showing
The life you know is boring
So it's either live a husk of party life
Or a slow knife in your back as a part of hive.
Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 7:11 AM UTC
People pushing each other, fed up
They won't ever let, let up
Being fat ******** straight up
Stand between them, like break up.
Spinning heads on grownd
Slanging slurs profound
Laying curses that bond
People who themselves have not found
People hate when you being a challenge
Even less when you walking on the edge
Like stop being edgy, the ledge will cut your fingers
Lean on the edge less
I don't stress, I always lacked finesse
Everyday I care about my cringe less and less
My vape I caress, my fedora's a bless
I keep saying I'm thinking I'm the best
Not afraid to put it to a test
It ain't no contest
I watch the sunset
And drink from my wine set
Tip my hat and yeah I'm fat
And yeah at some things I'm pretty bad
But approach me
I'll coach thee
with no fee
Rehearse these
lessons for free
Man, I'll leave you on the ground lying
Foaming on the mouth without fighting
My rhymes are braggadocious
With ferocious one liners
Feel heroic come find us
Me and my boy honu
Hold the ******* phonu
We will effin bone you
We are known as chrome crew
Because we use chrome dude
Crudely eating ram, sweet
Like we eat the *** ****
Honu is a gayest dude I know.
He layeth down for no hoes
He only layeth down for Bros
He only blows the ***** of pros.
Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 5:08 AM UTC
Jesus Christ, somebody help
This is like literal hell
I sense the etheral smell
Of me going feral, ring the bell
I will jump and swing my tail
My life is so ******* stale
I'm so sad, I'm so lonely
Somebody please ******* hold me
And unfold me like a week old shirt
Help me hit a growing spurt
Cuz I'm a baby screaming for dessert
Help me help you hurt me
Help me ******* burn me
Help me ******* learn the
Gay *** lectures hoping
End it all desert me
My allergies are killing me
Stoping me from feeling free
Snot make me wish I never be
My eyes, they burn, they never see
***** I am not happy
This is why I'm rapping
Scratching, clawing, scraping
But am never faking
Call me cringe, call me lame
But me personality I won't tame
I do this not for the fame
Though some would be quite nice
But at this moment it'll suffice
To finish spitting fly rhymes.
Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 3:35 AM UTC
The bus driver said, we're going down
He meant to drive me downtown
Somebody stop me, I have no driver license
The science behind it is as scary as ISIS
Daddy keeps telling me this is what life is
The plain stays on the lain
Stained with my train of thought
I try and change it but it is staying
No matter how much I have fought.
I did that a lot, but can't stop the rot
I strot down the streets, and see fleets in the sky
I'm sly at hiding my daydreams outside
Am I allowed to look crazy what they say despite
I know a lot of things
scratch it, I don't know ****
But I at least I admit it
My vision's like a matchstick lit
I don't see very much, I latch on what I do
And I don't really have a crew
***** these guys too
And you can call me a fool
And you won't even be wrong
But at one conviction I am strong
That I won't be here for long
And I wanna be like King Kong
Maybe hated, maybe feared, but true to his nature
And to guys who hate on this, well, I'll see ya later
I don't have a bike named Slater
I don't want to live in past
My life is going forwards too fast
And one of these days will be last
I live on a sinking boat
Scratch it, I am one
But as long as I have fun
I will run and run and run
Who knows, maybe one day I'll be strong
Maybe I'll crack my skull bone
From smacking against this wall
That stole my faith and more
It made me what I am today
And this way I won't stay
For too long, I must say
Change hits me like everyday
At the end of the day it's all a play
But I might get good at this acting bit
Sometime I even feel nice and fit
But I know soon comes time to bleed
And it's all part of this mad world
As I watch it expand and unfold
Though I need not to be foretold
That the full picture I won't behold
But hey I am already sold
And to take a refund I'd have to be too bold.
Jun 26, 2017
Jun 26, 2017 at 11:00 AM UTC
I jumped through billion hoops to get reaction
Yet, through getting it I achieve no satisfaction
The malfunctioning brain brings pain
To my lackluster stumbles through life, filled with strain
And though I try to maintain a facade of "alright"
In this tunnel, it's harder and harder to see any light
Fight back, fight back for the heck of it
Spit, blood and sweat for spilled for the lit of it
Like check your own pulse to make sure you are still alive
Like challenge yourself to not dare to feel deprived
At this moment, I dare to ponder
Of this nihilistic nightmare, am I the founder?
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 4:46 AM UTC
Hitting bedrock in my bedroom
Doom ahead, letting ******* led soon
Boom through my head shred, spread gloom
Fool enticed by his own admission
On a mission to set to fruition
Either nightmare or a dream
Not sure yet if he's **** or cream
But quick to jump on sucker who thinks he's lean.
Fleeing from battle that he seems to have been in.
He thinks he's hit his stride
Pridefuly say, that his opponents just die
Living in a dazzling, sugered up lie
Thinking on a fly about how not to cry
If somebody sly may notice and apply
The logic that he's shrine is not that divine.
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 10:28 AM UTC
Before the death has gripped me
I have not know what is - free
Gleefuly sprawled in the darkness to be
Seen, eating spleens of the fiends.
I leaned towards overthinking
With no real thinking to be done
all games and fun, untill I've pointed the gun
Shunned by society, I've been shunning myself
Thinking, success will lift off my stress
Regardles, I've failed to impress the press
This is the moment, Death has Gripped me
Cut me, ****** me and it struck me
I've been lucky, but a bit too cocky
I see no love in the deep web
Of useless cred, I've shed in the net.
Lying in the basement, poorly lit
Seeing the truth, Death Gripped.
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 10:26 AM UTC