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BLitZeD Feb 2016
I didnt exactly accomplish what i wanted to
its like a ****** up version of the story i was trying to pull you into
with knights of glory
in tired nights of glory
fight knights of glory
in nights of glory
to tell knights the next night with glory
confidence of an unknown calliber
rush in first from the stone drawing Excaliber
how with her tone, i could get loud with her
wind in the sail for sure, hail could burn down with her
Al Capone around with her ,so back to the glory n how i was so down for her
i tried to rewrite love
this is my horror story
the words came up short
far fetched with a ill beat
a map of recourse
but the chorus was still weak
pen lay still for weeks, even the ink was mad
as it witnessed a corpse, track lay dead on the pad
it weeps it cried, the paper was sad
cant sleep it tried it scribbles it drags
the tone doesn't change, dead end riddles and snags
cant even type, the ******* hour glass lags
Windows are broke, Chrome shooting blanks
powers on real fast but the connection still hangs
BLitZeD Feb 2016
E.T
I describe myself as a lion
a demon
a creature of myth
an alien being
within these notes that i teach
humanity's meaning
abductees all scream
because this world we are leaving
that in which i wish to destroy
at out next meeting
plasma on the page, its critical,  
E.T's bleeding
there is no home to phone
the cells that are sleeping
like farmers they ***.
my words they are seeding
morals out the door,
rights that im heaving
gore will hit the floor
in these writes that your reading
beauty's in the eye of the beholder
well behold, the insides of a beast you are seeing
BLitZeD Feb 2016
There is no taboo, just come with it
pull a Sabu and take it to extreme limits
body black and blue, but the red flows within us
i trap and stack too, the dead wrote beginnings
that i abide to, the guide for winning
my pen rewrote the book, nod your head to my mixing
ill ride and die, cant lie about these vibes that im sending
ending the, in home, going no, there's Big, go to fixing
rethink that ****, hang it high, let it dry, till i decide its still pending
Frankenstein's  ill scientist, old stitching im re-hemming
BLitZeD Feb 2016
A mutant, a radioactive contusion.
My ***, gave it gas, now im ******* moving.
Onto the end, the finish line, a ******* shoe in.
Im new an, your old news, news i knew and
screws im loosing, as we pretend this battle im loosing, wrap it up with a few loose ends,
confusing, a thriving city, up an left it in ruins.
Black cloaked, hooded druid, IV fluids,
Gat broke, firing pin, out i chewed it, trigger squeezed now, told you id do it.
Ten teeth marks on the barrel, yea EG blew it.
Face on some blue ****, stiff Elmers glue tip,
sticky grip, stick um up, Richy Rich, Jackson upper cuts, a Rampage, no *****.
Bomb on the stage, chickens with no cluck.
Took a bomb on stage, chicken heads, my ***** well ******.
Salmonella poisoning, chocked the chicken, she likes it real rough.
In an out, left and right, my blade keeps the feathers well plucked.
Goose and a swan, I recognize no duck, bad luck, body covered up in the back of the truck.
One G, no UN, i see, just me..no pun.
Mission complete, no fun, grey skies, trust me, no sun.. rains not done.
Bars run from bars, bring the heavens down from the stars, impacts bombard
even from behind bars locked cars explode far, gorilla tactics, no holds bared, reload the AR
Re-roll a new cigar, as i retold, another page from Scar
12 bubbles Gage the contents of this unmarked mason jar.
I know your popping some corny something, but i wasn't listening.
Busy kicking it with Popcorn Sutton, drinking an smoking **** in the kitchen.
These lines must be glitching, space-time the fabrics ripping.
Physics are ******, i need a new physician.
Watch as my feet move, roots grew planted in a quantum position.
Like Groot, stomp um like a twig, raging tunnel vision.
A ton of incisions, a gun mixed with questionable decisions.
A life for a life, changes nothing, for both sides the death penalty still glistens.
the only difference is the same as this blunt. *****, BLitZ3D is still hitting.
Next time i roar a warning make sure you ******* listen...
battle?
Im already bored with you
.....
I pulled a gun
And a sword you drew
BLitZeD Feb 2016
This ones from my skeleton page.
That's the lab, where all of my rhymes are made.
Picked apart  and twisted around till its considered a up grade.
Trained to listen, decent enough to throw up on stage.
Until the words learn better there kept in they're cage.
Say something cool like filled with deception and rage.
Wont ever live to regret them only with time they'll age.
Like wine they'll get fine, a dime,  but stay resistant to change,
never disintegrate, dilute, contagious like mange.
A mixture of space and drugs, Quantum Entanglement engaged.
The elixirs enough to make pharaohs raise from there grave.
Black is the magic of my personal mage.
Quicker's a must but with precision it pays,
To drink from the cup, washing the brain.
Scribes of the dead ingested the manuscript ways.
Re-write the lives of the gods, clouded in darkness and haze.
Minus the fame, mortal to some,
Revelations reveals
Demi runs in there veins
BLitZeD Feb 2016
the modern day religious resistance
the downfall of Jerusalem good and evils coalition
the realization that god dosnt exist in this dimension
pointless wars to start the next Prohibition
the pressure builds up like a pond of retention
the result told threw history as demons and angels with pent up aggression
hostility for one, the other divine intervention
weapons of deception,
another of mans creation
preach pages of a book to hide the deviation
the conscience the counselor in the mediation
meditation, the thoughts that provide the levitation
under god ill lie dead in this nation
and when that time comes ill know iv done great things,
beat in my ears stars in my eyes while i lie in my bed waiting
BLitZeD Feb 2016
Stay with shell, guts and trails
techs, tape decks. 808's an gals
my trains on snowy tracks
gada blow off the rails
Tony Montanan man
my little friend yells
under the ground your little friend dwells
hasta manana friend, iIll see you around 12
with 12 in the gauge
on the dial sun swells
you can rest in this pain
we both burn in hell
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