Main Character

Main Character Mar 14

I'm more mannered eyes lit with low gamma clips but no camera switch then do damage..
I'm manic conscript wit that few handle step LV grays drip like mute granite.
I'm you canon watch every rule vanish. Like Bruce Banner while his moods panning.
This style they all bite like a huge sandwich.

Main Character Mar 14

Winter Trees

I was in the labyrinth no address pop back on the ****** need a hazmat suit game I'm an addict.
Cladded in value my bags get so full please dont @ me. more drip than a baptist mid baptism.
So original they think that I act different two girls you might think they were half sisters.
New world just leaving you rap riddles.

Main Character Mar 14

Paws

Its hard sleeping there are demons that illustrate my death like artisians
Any stage you'll be mauled to pieces and packed up into a car freezer.
Then I'll feed ya to three people there's no evil I wont see through.
I keep moving through each cooler to regroup em eat each noodle..

Like Jeffery Dahlmer Lets Be honest.

Main Character Mar 2

P.K.I.T.N

You can't hold reigns with no faith, try and fly away with no wings.
Hiding from the way you used to be, try to reciprocate but things aint even.
Provided we are able,/ to help people that I dont know the name of./
How many angles or how many halo's are underneath me, have me drowning in anger
that pain don't teach. I'm not saying I'm grateful if there aint no reason.
I'm not trying to be a savior that they don't need yet.

Main Character Feb 21

Bhāskara's Cube

I like that, yeah I write raps, on guard.
Like I am that, Won-der, Ni-Nine or Ten Levon.
Tri-Triggers and your cars, getting richer by the morrow,
Hear that whistle from that throt-tle this thang quicker than the law.
But if this thing go silent then we probably ditched the cops.
Tilt the whip I'm throwing sideways while controlling with my clutch.

Main Character Feb 17

MASSIV

The way she dance like she's haunted.
Rip the bands off all my money.
This that sample, I'm too rugged.
I look fancy in the gutter.
Like a banshee underwater.
Hit my canteen full of walker
Hit that ramp I've been stunting.
15 Karats on my knuckles.
Rings dont answer when you touch em.
30 Grand like 1800 Hundred.
Like an Ansul making puddles.
Steps Gargantuan have me like uh oh.

Main Character Feb 14

Metatrons Cube

It starts as breathing, ripping out swords just to sheath 'em, too fast for any second of defense. I believe this, decoded motions what I predict. It's like I walk on water with any ink pen. So much skill they think that I have three wrists, interlapped meanings you'd need three necks. Just to reiterate it over cheap desks, gaps in your material the only time you've ever seen depth. This is how I scream lead, decapitate any lane that I'm beheading. The sound of death, just another deep melody.