Eating Stale ramen noodles,
Fiending, wish I could make a killing,
Could **** a sain man for his strudel,
Tale as old as Jim Pickens.
Insane man driven and drowning in a **** puddle.
Ugly as a muggle, powerless but ***** it!
I’m high as the ceiling!
What is life? Where is the meaning?
Where innocent lambs are fed to demons!
Tried to go to church, but got ***** by the reverend!
Why should I strive for heaven?
Ramming head on collision, into a dead end.
Like Wile E. Coyote.
Numb the failures with Peyote.
Ain’t had a suite life like Zack & Cody.
Trying to overcome all the barriers that try to stop me.
But can’t escape the serenade of a fourty.
Because it’s the only thing that blows my mind, compadre.

***** you, you don’t know me!
Don’t know… the sacrifices I had to take numpty!
Don’t understand the pain,
Cause the grass is greener on your side Charlie.
So, ***** you, but I wish you the best.
Enjoy your little rest,
Till I put a gun to your chest.
Because where I come from,
It’s the survival of the fittest!

I come from the gutter *****,
Where the **** is!
Eating *****, but not the type you think it is.
***** I’m dangerous!
I make out with chainsaws & smoke roaches.
I’m taking revenge on you!
Because you poached us!
Divided our people like ya was Moses!
& than introduced the fire water,
Man… that **** nearly broke us!
Where desperate chollos, sell ya their daughters!
A slave to vices, that eventually lead to mental disorders!
Land destroyed, divided by borders!
Where once honourable people got turned to *******!
Savages that would do anything to attain the figures!
Designed, desired and owned by the winners!

So again I say…

***** you, you don’t know me!
Don’t know… the sacrifices I had to take numpty!
Don’t understand the pain,
Cause the grass is greener on your side Charlie.
So, ***** you, but I wish you the best.
Enjoy your little rest,
Till I put a gun to your chest.
Because where I come from,
It’s the survival of the fittest!

Don’t give a **** if ya into me,
Imma send ya snowflakes to therapy,
I am raw like Ren and Stimpy.
Drunk off the Yak and the Hennessy.
Skate around cancelation like I’m Wayne Gretzky.
Imma punch ya wiggers out faster than Mike Tyson.
*****, I’m more sinister than M.Bison.
Just ask your ***** bout the time I shattered her *****!
Yeah, I made her more wet than Poseidon.
****, Classy J is a demon!
Wonder what this Cree ruffian be planning?
How can we combat a savage without reason?
For he is like Galactus to us hatchlings.
The devours of souls, so wake up! Stop napping!
Classy J ain’t got time for your yapping!
Like an anime protagonist, my limits;
I will soon be surpassing!
While others be trailing,
Spiralling down worse than Kanye!
Sorry not sorry!
****, imma bout to go off on a rampage like Tony Khan, Hey…
Ye as you losing billions I’ll be sitting back drinking Grand Marnier!
Perhaps ya just need your head bashed in again,
In order to regain some sense of sanity!

****… I’m feeling outta control!
Darkness consumes me,
I’m feeling it’s pull!
But unlike E.T., it’s too late to phone home!
I was broke, even before my credit card got declined!
The glass has shattered,
And so has my mind!

Feelings left unresolved,
How is it that humans evolve?
Yet I stagnate unfulfilled?
Perhaps, because I treat God like a happy meal?
Numb the pain, take another pill.
Shut the **** up, I know the drill.
Losing myself to the venom, becoming ill.
Eyes grow berserk, the minds become a rind of a lemon shell.
Soured my soul, how can I heal?
When my oppressors are in jail,
Got no one else to blame,
I’m the one keeping myself in hell.
Oh joy, got to swallow another bitter pill.
Insanity plagues my actions like a hamster wheel.
Watching as humans adapt to a reality,
That I can never feel.
How can I expect a holy father to answer prayers,
If I’m struggling with the idea that he’s not even real?
Perhaps, because I don’t know a father that is holy?
Abandoned, yet always yearning to be worthy.
Should I blame my father,
Or the system that did my people *****?
That ironically came in the name of the almighty.

Suffering in silence.
Enduring through resilience.
Everyday I battle the negative self-talk,
That tries to infect me like a virus.
Does adversity define us?
Because although I’m surviving,
I wouldn’t refer to myself as the finest, nor the fittest.

Desires lost due to self medication.
Expired hope, feelings numb to the condemnation.
Hard to be a free man with priors,
Even if you dress nice and are clean shaven.
Past regrets and actions have found their equation.
Evicted convict chained since the day they took formation.
Hard to ace the test with Ace’s, let alone get a well financed and funded education.
Knowledge hindered by trauma passed down from generation to generation.
But instead of evaluation and validation,
One is meet with subjugation and marginalization.
Are you starting to see the correlations?
Can’t adapt or evolve, because of unchanged racist policies, acts, and legislations.
With our history undermined by ignorant Caucasians.
Should I blame myself?
Or the ones that caused this devastation?
That came with promises of salvation.

Suffering in silence.
Enduring through resilience.
Everyday I battle the negative self-talk,
That tries to infect me like a virus.
Does adversity define us?
Because although I’m surviving,
I wouldn’t refer to myself as the finest, nor the fittest.

Fangs of malice,
Dig into the imbalance.
Hard to give up the taste from the chalice.
Hard to give up living in a palace.
Money gained from silence.
Blood is thicker than water,
But fill up what the mind is.
Big headed ego, that’s where the pride is.
Can’t ever please your highness.
Cant escape the actions that were heinous.
Even if you pour the wine down your esophagus.
Or snort up coke like snuffleupagus.
Hard to be genuine, when you where the public is.
Wear a mask, fake a smile, save your images.
Donating money to the same kids,
That work in slave workplaces.
Where they work to keep up your appearances.
Everyone’s a hypocrite, live with it!

In brightest day and in darkest night.
As bullets spray in knife fights.
Could make a full clip of those in fright.
Buried with the full clipped magazine on cite.
If only we could unload the trauma as fast we upload the clip.
But we ain’t here for compassion, we here for clicks.
The donkey is dead yet we still beat it.
Treating these issues like John Wayne treats the Indigenous.
Trying our best to **** it.
****.

In brightest days and in darkest nights,
Can we find the answers to our plight.
Till the day comes where no evil escapes our sights.
And we come together, because together we have power.
That shines as brilliantly as green lanterns light!

Uh, yeah!
In the brightest days,
I dream of sunny days,
And in the darkest nights,
Gotta keep the money saved.
Rest In Peace to Takeoff, who died too young man such a shame!
Hope you are experiencing those sunny days!
Shooting hoops with Kobe, and making music with Jam Master Jay.
To all those who’ve lost someone!
Let their positive influence support you through the darkest days!
We have a long ways to go to figure out this maze.
That tries to divide us and keep us caged.
It’s time to rise up, and be that healthy change!
So, that the next generations can experience brighter days!

In brightest days and in darkest nights,
Can we find the answers to our plight.
Till the day comes where no evil escapes our sights.
And we come together, because together we have power.
That shines as brilliantly as green lanterns light!

Time is ticking faster,
What’s a slave without a master?
Running away, but can’t escape disaster.
Could change your image, but you can’t change the monster.

Mistress of demons, passion is blind.
Tangled reality, falling behind.
Explaining sanity to an insane mind.
Can you remain human, if you cross that line?
Make a choice, toss that dime.
Mistress of demons, passion is blind.

Oh, sweet bitter clown, don’t you frown.
The circus continues, take your crown.
Ring around the rosey, we all fall down.
Death is just the beginning, we have you now.
Dance for me jester, I own you now!
Poor sweet bitter clown, don’t you frown.

Consume the poison.
Drop by drop.
Understanding the lesson?
Drop by drop.
Consume the message.
Make it stop, make it stop!
Lay in the bed, you’ve chosen.
Don’t sob, don’t sob.

Mistress of demons, passion is blind.
Tangled reality, falling behind.
Explaining sanity to an insane mind.
Can you remain human, if you cross that line?
Make a choice, toss that dime.
Mistress of demons, passion is blind.

Oh, sweet bitter clown, don’t you frown.
Oh, sweet bitter clown, don’t you frown.
Poor, sweet bitter clown, don’t you frown.
Poor,sweet bitter clown, don’t you frown.

Faster than death,
Feels like I’m losing my breath,
Enraged and caged, locked away.
Everything is staged, hope decays.

Master of none, yet still pulling your strings.
Twisting your facts, smashing your dreams.
Blinded by lies, discarded as playthings.
Numb to the illusion, conforming to your daydream.
Master of none,
What have we become?
Master of none,
What have we done?
Continue to dream, because the reality is too harsh son.
Master of none,
Master of none,
Throwing ourselves into the Sun,
Because we cannot accept what we’ve become!

Crucified like spiders, rotting away to desires.
Suffering turned pleasure, embracing the fire.
Until our final days come, and we dive into that lake of fire.
A painful deceit soothed by choirs.

Everyone longs to dream,
No one wants a nightmare.
Don’t be like puppets pulled by strings.
Cause it’ll leave you trapped in despair.
A mist that twists facts,
Which at first seems swell, until you find yourself in hell.

Master of none, yet still pulling your strings.
Twisting your facts, smashing your dreams.
Blinded by lies, discarded as playthings.
Numb to the illusion, conforming to your daydream.
Master of none,
What have we become?
Master of none,
What have we done?
Continue to dream, because reality is too harsh son.
Master of none,
Master of none,
Throwing ourselves into the Sun,
Because we cannot accept what we’ve become!

Faster than death,
Feels like I’m losing my breath,
Enraged and caged, locked away.
Everything is staged, hope decays.

Verse 1:
Spending a million days chilling like a baller, but I’m still a bachelor,
I’m the master *****, the funk villian,
Killing these ill feelings, like a *******.
Call me Captain Picard, galaxy speeding.
Bumping to tunes, in my Lincoln Navigator.
Living fate with taro cards, ***** bussing.
Cussing out haters, phonies is paper weight.
Knock ‘em out, let me demonstrate.

Verse 2:
Demonstrating, how to knock ‘em out,
These paperweight phonies, and haters imma cuss em out.
Buss em ****, using taro cards, living out fate,
Navigating while linking my tunes, to start bumping.
Speeding through galaxies, like Captain Picard.
I’m a *******, feelings so ill I could ****.
Got that villain funk, ******* call me master.
Balling like a bachelor, just chilling each day spending millions.

Verse 3:
Game has changed, so has the times.
Instead of writing rhymes, peoples is snorting em.
Deranged turn coats full of phlegm.
Instead of pronouncing vowels, they’s mumbling.
Music has become the chum bucket,
With occasional golden gems.
Shout out Denzel, Joey, Johnson, kaan, and Williams.
And I’ll be ****** like a John ham mad man,
If I start shooting up drugs and end up in neverland.
Flying, off the handle, like a dysfunctional Peter Pan.

Verse 4:
I’ve seen dysfunctional Peter’s, plan not pan out,
So, many times they’s handles have fallen off.
Going off to neverland, because them drugs shoot ‘em up.
**** man these kids madder than John Ham.
Why can’t they be more creative like, Williams, kaan, Johnson, Joey, and Denzel man?
I guess not every gems golden,
Like expecting a bucket of chum producing good music.
With many mumbling vowels, bet they can’t even pronounce phlegm.
Fulls coats turned red, feel betrayed, because the sounds turned deranged.
With rappers snorting lines, instead of writing them.
I guess the times has changed, and I guess so too must the game.

Verse 5:
Asked to choose between a beemer, Benz, or Bentley.
All the same when I’m drinking henny on the highway.
Swerving on them fools, than repent on Sunday.
Attempting not to catch a fine, at least till payday.
Spiralling downhill, mayday mayday.
Declining like the popularity of Spyro.
My internal plains a pyro, La lumbre, lumbre.
Think I need a vk, chilling in the jungle with dk.

Verse 6:
Go bananas in the jungle like Dk,
Just swinging, chilling, relaxing like it’s a vk.
Dancing with La lumbre, lumbre,
No fly zone during the eternal pyro.
**** popularity, imma burn down this ***** like I’m Spyro.
Imma never decline someone screaming, mayday, mayday.
If I did I know that would be a downhill spiral.
Where payday just another day,
But I pretend things are fine,
Attempting smiles, whilst receiving a sundae.
Only fools repent, can’t swerve me compadre.
Doing things my way,
Getting drunk and high,
Addictions are all the same.
Numbing the pain, by paying for fancy cars like Bentley’s, Benz’s, and beemers.
Because to choose between would be insane.