My skin is p a  l e
My body c o ld
     And in my chest lies a broken heart of fools gold
My re alit  y   I  on ce knew is ha z  y    a nd n on exist en  t
It's grown old
     And I'm becoming tired of being bold
And being told right from wrong
      I'm sinking softly down when I don't know how to swim
  Every inch that I further lose from possibility to stay afloat is lessening my want or need for a life boat
    Every breath I attempt to take fills my lungs with ugly pseudonyms and sends me down deeper into my lonesome underpopulated town inhabited only by fragments of once strong relationships that i held so close to me that I c ould n't  b reat h e, the relationships that kept my entire being from sinking in the first place.
   I'm drowning and I can't see what's even in front of me
       I'm a ship bound by anchor to the wrong bad habits of shedding my   blood willingly to bloodthirsty ravenous sharks in the sea of my minds eye
       This was once a safe harbor for the ones I kept close
  The ones that knew what mattered to me and the ones I cherished most
      Now its a sea full of  gh o sts
Of the people I trusted them the most
    I trusted them to not turn on me or use me like a host
And now I'm the one  dro w ning
I' m    so  sca re      d
   Now when I share my harbor it feels so
    U    n    fa    i r
        They don't understand what I risk give to let them be there
It never harbors in their heart as deeply as it does mine
     The possibility of even defining how hard it is to let these ships safely     pass through this harbor will now and forever never be able to escape  my pale numbing lips
    Only silence
Everything here is just riddled with murderous crashing waves
   Any relationship that enters I try so desperately to save
     And in that attempt
  The harbor starts to misbehave
            The waves destroy every boat or anything that floats
  Anything at all to help me cope with being so alone or the feeling of even remotely being at home.
      My fingertips are numb and cold and starting to fold and I can't feel those things I could before
I just want all of this over
N o    m   o re   dro w n    i n          g
All my life boats have sunk
    Now I'm just stuck
     All these hands and graves are grabbing at me and pulling me down        ev ery   whi ch     wa y  at  the
    bott om of the
oce an
u  nd   er

     al l
th e s     e  
    
h e   a     v y


               waves.

russia
the mother of the love was cindy. she lives as wari and has no longer power. her beauty is renowned and she should rule.

argentina was the land of dd but mexico was goal and it was dana's land. dana is alive but needs to take control.

germany was grand and elsa was their king. elizabeth will rule. william was leam and harry was star. charles was ruu.

venice

the leader of the wall must take the city down dunstable will rule but row must take command (paul p) just lift the iron up and drink the holy well. paul (row my) must lead the way and let the city fall like jerico to row.

sibelius was chief his love could control hell. his land was mexico. he will return in 100 years. for now his son razor must reign. razor reigns already he was always strong with his power.

anthony (anthony p) is still rome. druididous stole from anthony. italy will love his power. his father still lives. he was known as tora. he will always save his people every time. (anthony and cleopatra).

simon (simon d) was the bell of the dance. his land was the guard of the law, his saviour was the christ.

palastine was oscar's (livin christ) land. he loved the people first and then the chosen leader. china stole his heart but his mother's magic eye was always the greener for the dome of the bar which was his mother's land.

syria was kim's the turks obeyed her law and her partner simon rice was the lord of undeceived. (kim's favourite sword - immaculate) kim would only ever give land to someone who beat her in a sword fight.

pakistan was morrow. morrow still lives. i will give him pakistan tomorrow.

laura (y) was time of space. her land was always persia. she always controlled the south and gail (r) did not deceive.

gail was the haunted skull. her wind would launch the sail. her seas were ever brave and her love was always true. persia (north)
was her heart. never steal her heart.

spain was not my son he was never in my life but portugal was spain and gavin (p) was their king.

the catharsis will run and run. i will never be deceived the gate is always closed for love is in our hearts.

england

gina (p) was our queen her lands would always flow. china stole her heart but england was her throne. ( i would like gina to come back to china to bend for the corn) gina's mother was druella in the ancient times.

david (b) was the king, he was the lionheart. he was our favourite king and no man could deceive.

scotland

gavin (p) was the james and diamond was his jewel. diamond is his wife and he must now command for nothing could corrupt.

stuart scotten was a scotish noble.

michael never ruled but no man thought he should his love was always wine and wine should not be loved. (as usual we will give him the principality of lowe as a gift so he does not destroy everyone).

serbia was the good, the love that jesus saw. give my son his thone. the love will be believed. in ancient histories serbia was known as dela. (see note lower serbia is now held by lassa and tal as guardians of the land below mount denar.) serbia and palastine must live in peace now the jew is gone who wanted to hurt palastine so much her people were forced south.

ok important note. we believe serbia was originally dunne but he always wanted land so he was not allowed back to earth. his lands were south of mount denar. oscar/ the christ/ the livin held after dunne left the earth but it was eventually agreed serbia below mount denar would be loved by tal and lassa as guardians of the land.

iatilahhomanne is the blue sky is yugoslavia. his wife is doran. she was his love. his old name was swee. yugoslavia is west of tee and north of do or die generally it is where teem is now. (old dree) their language was hebrew their god was jesus. the jews wanted christ to be their god not their christ. it is easy to find yugoslavia of the old world it is next to dree (ethiopia) and west of door. we believe they were also palastinian descent in the old world.  

pakistan was blue, she gave it to her heart and lassa always rules. lassa is alive give him his power back. no man then will grieve for joshua is back.

australia is madam it must return her power she knows the paths of peace and lives as mary rose.

newzealand is (d) (not good) madam must take control or ruby (a place) will aspire.

america is (d) she seethes to take the land. her hatred scalds and scalds it was berire's land. berire was the chief his land was mule and strike the karaoke's scream i will protect his thone.

orinoco should control his mind is always lead he knows no dark of heart and all his love is treve.

treve is always beth but she was ian's soul. please leave me ian's heart and yours should be atol.

atol would not be right. orinoco always marries beth (yet again). gail will not marry jet.

jason (rye) was no fool his lands were israel's heart. he loved the soul of rule but simon (d) could command.

kirby was the goo, india his throne. he was the amicable man his love was always christ the taj mahal he built and that was his home.

ian

i only want to love one girl, her name is beth. her love is like a bird that listens to the sky and then listens to all my love for her.

denmark

denmark was lasa at the dawn of time demeter is the rule and she's the queen of time. demeter now is young she is the queen of time her land is do or die and masa must command.

esotonia

was the house built by the sea it was eric's house and he was the son of the man he was the love of the life and he lives these days as stan.

france was warren hall but i must now be true. please give my catherine (m) land for aragon must rule. she was also in the ancient history joan of arc.

venice
paul (p) row my (principality palace in tlau.) dunstable took paul's money.

laura y (south china) it was the bys that took laura's money.

mowh has saved the word in china but as usual she tried to take power and had to be destroyed..

in venice beth was cocyo (the giver of bliss)  ( row cocco)

stav in south china is oscar's principality. stav is where oscar (the livin) is always happy. tao (ian and my son) loves to live in lowe.

the emperor of berling (north west south china) should have been. martin j. his brother originally drim dra dro was originally the prince of lowe but when i gave martin his territory in berling nick j became the prince of toi with the principality of toi. this was true in ancient times. martin was known as jo.  

orinoco was the emperor of china. the world was the waiting because the love would always be good.  

skybird drew was ray son. drew were the rightful thone of japan. the drew meant the solace of the earth.

gina in venice was tray.

ian's mother was fred.

eusebius was the poet of the heart.

eri (y) sometimes marries the man of the water.

michael is the guardian of the keep. i will always love my true.

helen (v) was the lover of the vine. she was chinese but had no throne.

claire was jezibel.

david was dow and fun

dunstable was char the feather of the water. he stole row fun.

in venice
eri was elea
laura was dezibel
gavin was cla

i have accepted as a gift a principality province in tithale.

kim of indonisia was the man the people loved. kim of the creator. we used to call kim the good man of our lives and the gentle spirit. everything of his goodness is returned.

our love was the strength of the world.

solace was drew. drew was the noblest family of all.

laura (y) was the mwang the rulers of the town and they were always princes.

in 1288 beth said goodness is more powerful than evil.

watling, turner and maccarthy were forced.

i am the family of fwoah.

lauren fwoah meant lauren the beautiful.

it was the evil family foo who made everybody born (or moved) to england. i demand all their money returned.

trump was the man of the star. he wanted the world to be quiet but loved. his name was choo. his current wife is belle and she was always his queen. his throne is peru.

boris was the baron of the star. your wife is livia and your land was mexico and your name was boro. your son was stevio the prayer of the mind and bringer of peace.

blair was catcho, the man who spent the fun. his original land was japan and he was noble but not the throne. the throne is now skybird drew.

it was the swinster family who hurt diana.

the current emperor of china is loco. he will give the territories to beth. his wife was the queen of the north.

*** (orinoco) was the conqueror of time. his destiny was power. he always loved beth and his province was the south.

japan is dalta at the moment it should have been drew. he stole for power as the armies wouldn't work. he wanted peru but i will not give peru for his destiny is fire!

peru should be malta but malta should be fire the love was the love of the love was always peru and peru should be ruled by scotland.

india was palm of par he was death of silence he was a resiliant man and today he lives as par.

atlantis was my sky i'll always love her heart. her chimney burnt to flame when carthage stole my love. phonecia was the blue and blue as of the wave (m) does wish but it is oscar's soul.

ian wynn was wales his love was orinoco. his daughter still lives as simone.

anthony (rome) was cabra in italy and dree in china which meant love me love. he was also lieu which meant the loved. (anthony and cleopatra)

lean built pisa tower. he was best at food.

row meant delight the sky.

the agha khan was dal which meant the love. he believes his true throne tunisia. i believe this is correct. also iran and iraq.

tin is throne of india.

del was the true throne of sweden. he is in charge.

norway was lion's land. it belongs to strong. who lives as guy.

the shah of iran was simon rice's father. he was the true throne. he was known as tal, which meant the good leader. iraq was also his which was the flower of land, denmark was also tal's land because yassa pretended lassa, this meant the throne was wrong but tal is lawful throne and lassa agrees.

godolphin was the arabian throne.

gina's money was taken by tong and fau who was the imposter winner of gold. they are both dead.

beth's love was the strength of the world.

drua took beth's seal in the china parliament. he stole my money. i was the word of china. i will return and take my rightful seat. my friend the shah of iran has already bought me the principality of siam and principality stav for my livin/oscar/christ ( oscar was born 25/12/97 this is the truth) as a wedding present. my mother gail has bought blue principality province. lowe i have agreed purchase when fun returned for my tao and my michaels.

gina was croan in china.

laura (y) married fleep.

dree took beth's money by pretending royal blood.

dominic (b) was poland of the ancient worlds his charm was nina and she was the curl. nina was so beautiful no man could ever resist, deceit could not destroy them there would always be a whirl!

I let the beat come in so can I commit a sin again,
With my friends, asking does this madness really ever end?
It’s cyclical, repetitive and cynical,
I’m a loser lost in the place where winners go,
Like a maze, without an exit in sight,
These type of thoughts keep me awake every night,
I can’t get an ounce of sleep, so I get a gram of dro,
And that keeps me problem free for an hour or so,
I know it’s wrong, sort of physiological dependency,
I struggle, feeling like the weight of the world’s been set on me,
I’m disassociated until I get a beat to slay, because
Writing helps me find just right where my place is,
If not, I get wasted, a drunk punk, faceless,
I know I’ve got a problem, but i’m too scared to face it..

to:
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****, bruh! call a bomb squad (bo[ɑ]mb squa[ɑ]d)
for there's a bomb—
—shell here, whose rear evokes a somewha[ʌ]t
unholy, wrong thought (wro[ɑ]ng thou[ɑ]ght)
reminds him of a jihadi-done job (jihadi-done jo[ɑ]b)
'cause this ***'s (boom) banging; this honey's dancing
boldly & lewdly, got his jaw dropped (ja[ɑ]w dro[ɑ]pped)
his sight's fixed on her hips, she's beyond hot (bey[ɑ]ond **[ɑ]t)
this gal's freaking blazing
his hand's in offensive motion for her hind part
a haptic invasion
she moves on from wining to fondling, she's eager
such a luscious body, killer figure (body)
disguised with a tank
top with a low neckline & tight-fit cropped pants
she's like: "make me high like a rooftO̲p nearly reaching
the sky; give me a tI̲me so exquisite
that I̲'ll be left speechless
when this ro[ɑ]mp's over"
she's none short o'... a mind-blower, like a gun-toter
blowing a brain of a **** hound wrongdoing
('bout time to strike a hunting seas-on up on these ****)
she digs vicious, dark-sounding music
but also doesn't mind to bounce her tushie
to 90-100 bpm party-sound tunes

Sit back, relax, these cravings make this couch feel like rehab
out of reach of my stash, feel like I'm crashin' but I already crashed
been here since work an' I can't feel my feet, crap!
Sit up, and remember everything that you tried to keep from thinkin' of
your account, the amount, dropping like doves
in these times of war, no heroes just ******, nerdin' out on the game of life
trying step it up on the score boards, tryin' ta live like lords in this world
that has no law, why not be an outlaw, tough cuffed, straight jaw
dealin' out pain like a war god, Kratos, dime bags is small tomatos
when you could push yayo, one call to my man and I could get a crateful.
****** if I ain't a salesman, slanging nuns chewy doobies on the side, call me satan
and I'm the king of this world, it's hell, try escapin', I could have it
in the palm a' my hand if I made a move but then I gotta choose, play my luck
trust my ******* gut to keep from getting cut, like it's my only homie but he only knows
me cause I was pushing dro with the stonies.
I don't want a knife in my back, a run in with the feds or getting popped by the caps
tryin' ta dodge traps laid by cats that is jealous of my stacks,
I want a paradise where we all make racks, blast our music, blaze it fat, and all rap
sleep with both eyes closed, no need to watch our back,
too bad we were born in a world ruled by cash,
ain't never gonna have a globe like that...

silly boy
watch him f
                      a
                    l
                 ­        l

and with a sssscraaaapppppeeee
and with a              t
                           e d e
                         a dro a
                        r drop  r
                         t  dro  r
                            ea

back up to the park
back to his friend
the
       ballballba
    bredredredreb
aredredredballreda
lredredredredre­drel
  bredredredredreb
      allballllabll

Why not just let my mind flow
Straight off the top
Like I was cultivating dro

Stay on top
Don't fall behind
Because when you do
You start running out of time

I'm always looking
To the left and to the right
But when the hatred comes near
I'm on it full sight

That's my life
And I will respect it
Except for a few things
That came unexpected

Like the lippin'
Straight **** talkin'
Always trippin'
No good stalkin'

Always saying false statements
Getting caught up in the net
They forgot they're placement
And they say that I'm next

Yet when I come near
They become full of fear
And dread the wrath of me
When I come in next year

I'm so high but I feel so low
See people say they care but I feel so low
That's why I'm stuck smoking this dro
What the **** am I crying for
I can't chill cause my mind is sore
Fighting off the demons in my head causing a war
Man I don't even know what the **** is real anymore
I'm losing sleep
Cut bad and the wounds is deep
Hot headed because my blood begins to heat
Is there something wrong with me?
Am I just a ******* that doesn't know his own life
Am I just a ******* that doesn't know what's right
Cause if I am I don't deserve to live
Treated so many people wrong the guilt is big
But ******* I'm back
Say it louder
IM BACK
***** *** ***** *** ***** little ****
no my vocabulary ain't good one bit
I say what the **** I like
if you ain't like it taste the bottom of my nikes
cause I'll kick your *** in the ******* face
Put you *** back in your place
If you trippin better fix your lace
Don't make the mistake
Cause when I'm back
Louder!!
***** *** ***** when I'm back
I'm out of my mind like all the time
And all the time I'm in my mind
Don't bring your ******* to me they'll learn
Cause everything you say in hell will burn
Don't decide, if its a lie
don't cry, put the ******* aside
take your time, and everything will be fine.

we get high on playground sets
without a scrape or bruise
masters of hiding seek, we got nothin else to lose
shining like gold stars, empty as outer space
too young to tell time, so anywheres the right place
guard up taking shots in the rooms we learned to walk in
glassy eyes on the dresser prayin no ones gonna walk in
grew up without a past, time movin way too fast for us
threw out all our watches close your eyes take a drag with us
down the ***** streets playin hop scotch and jump rope
red rovers long gone like we're too lost to come home
backyards blowin dro, fast cars, slow-motion
no parents no phones light up with no emotions
what happened to sleep overs or long nights alone
without repressed conflicts sparking up a bowl

this neighborhood isnt big enough for adventures

this surburban paradise is slowly wasting away
with our old childhood games
the playground is rusting, our jumpropes are gone
the lady who gave us snickers on halloween has passed on
like the lightning bugs we caught in jars
the only thing that hasnt changed are the perfectly manicured lawns
hiding our demises in a cinderella jewelry box

I am I...
I am the the right of the wrongs
that rubber cement
the name of the game
I add links to the chain
re arrange the brain.

I am I...
I come from the west and traveled to the east coast
I am the earth the universe and this globe

I am I...
I paradoxically transfix your mental state changing the frontal lobe.
I am the blood and the veins of this country the crescendo of the symphony

don't **** with me

I am I...
I am the fist of power
I am the topic of the hour
the dro and the sour
I am the dopest of the dope yo the most of the most.

I am I...
Praise me.
raise your cup to me first.
dream and reflect//project yourself into the sky

I am I...
I am the knots,
the intricate seams
at the end of the rope
the drugs in your veins the perfect acid dose.

I am I...

.
                       Shop
                till you drop
               Shop till you d
              rop Shop till you
              drop Shop till you
                drop  Shop till
                you drop Shop
                till  you  d rop
                Shop t ill  y ou
                 drop  Shop till
                  you drop Shop
                  till  you   dro p
                  Shop t  il l  you
                  drop  S hop till
                  you d rop Shop  
          till you drop    Shop till you
       drop Shop till y ou drop shop
          till you drop   shop till you
             drop shop     dropshoptil
                  You                 drop.

Don't tell me how to live my life
If you try than you know you'll be seeing the light
cause I ain't with that *******
talking about being a bad *****
and your selfishness
becomes the innocents
of what nature calls
up in the college straight smoking in the halls
I don't hear a word you said
Bass so loud busting the ear drums out my
head
Living life big
smoke none but **** cause we don't **** with cigs
party all night
till we see the sun light
so once again
Dont tell me how to live my life if yours haven't began
Don't tell me how to live my life
Smoking that Dro so that I feel alright

Telephone poles flicker past
Eating up this tarmac
Only one speed, fast
Racing like we're on a track

Smoke rollin out the window
Cold brews in the console
Eyes closing from the dro
Bodies loose from the alcohol

Jammin them back road tunes
This is how we roll
Peanut butter and mushrooms
Some X for a real good stroll

Feelin like we're floatin
You know we're totin
Driving round and round
So lost we don't wanna be found

Sounds dangerous you say?
You may think me insane
But I find it all mundane
It's just an average weekday

Hittin the road I call it
Covering county after county

If the authorities only saw it
We'd fetch a hefty bounty

So the tampered chapter masterd laughter together better temper weather never remember pleasure lightly lefty rightsie respected highly buying timely only rhyming cuz we're complying laws to physics business finished dimmest digits little miggits pigeons figgin hidden prisons demons breathin bleedin heathens feelings composed flow with dro.....

I should warn you
   I am made of glass
spli nters for fingers
one touch and there’ll be
                                            a wicked
                                                          ­                  
                                                                ­                                   crack

as part of me ruptures
like a wound breaking     open
   again


you can paint me
   whichever colour you like
but whether I’ll stay that way

is     another     question

and that’s all there’ll be

questions dro
                  ppi
                  ng like hail

with a thunderous          smack
and sandcastle answers

sturdy at first
but quick to cr
                         um
                          ble

in the brittle          distance

                                      ­                                                             of a second

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                                                ­                               e I
                                                               ­               am
                                                                ­            dro
                                                 ­                         wni
                                    ­       ng in                    my
                                       own emot              ions
                                          ­please          save me
                                 from myself I am drown
                               ing in   my own thought
                             and  I     keep sinking
                             deep       er into thou
                             ghts         I need you
                               to           pull me up
                                to           safety befo
                                              re I disapp
                                              ear into the
                                                 darkest
                                                  depths
­                                                     bel
                                                      ow
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some words go US Eng, some go UK Eng
so inside the word-dividing "[ ]" is the chosen sound

KIND OF A WA[ɔ]LKING...
EMITTER OF ENDORPHINS
INNER-LIGHT-EVOKING
VAU[ɔ]LT WITH
A FORMi̲DABLY ENORMOUS
INFINITELY RISING RESERVE OF
THRILLINGLY PO[ɑ]SITIVE EMOTIONS (wa[ɒ]nt some?)
THE EPITOME OF DELIGHT & ENJOYMENT
——————————————————————————
strolling through some au[ɔ]tumn spo[ɑ]ts
sa[ɔ]w some gyals
being dolorous
stole up o[ɒ]n 'em
once I'm close enough
I'm exploding
with that mind-blowing stuff
I've noted 'bove
ba[ɔ]wling "lit morning, quit mourning"
so ear-splittingly like my ba[ɔ]lls just go[ɑ]t
torn apart
they, seemed to me, were in
total sho[ɑ]ck
unloading, giving 'em a[ɔ]ll I've go[ɑ]t
which got 'em a little overpa[ɑ]cked
each of 'em got a lethal cor atta[ɑ]ck
overdosed, they dro[ɑ]pped
on the ground like ja[ɔ]ws of cha[ɑ]ps
at the sight of girls with bo[ɑ]ds
that are smoking **[ɑ]t
——————————————————————————
ALSO, TRULY HOPEFUL
BORN WITH LO[ɑ]TS
OF OFFERS OF EMPLOYMENT
IN TERMS OF MOVING FORWARD
THE MOTION'S NOTHING LESS THAN HURTLING
ALWAYS, EVERY MOMENT
MAINTAIN THE FIRST PLACE
IN A LIST OF POTENTIAL BOYFRIENDS
FOR GIRLS THAT
ARE INDECENTLY GORGEOUS
AND UNBELIEVABLY JOYOUS
lyrically, these word-co[ɑ]mbs
come close to those o[ɑ]ps
a ***** does
[once was told that I have 0 SELF-IRONY]

****, bruh! call a bomb squad (bo[ɑ]mb squa[ɑ]d)
'cause she's a bomb—
—shell, whose rear evokes a somewha[ʌ]t
unholy, wrong thought (wro[ɑ]ng thou[ɑ]ght)
reminds him of a jihadi-done job (jihadi-done jo[ɑ]b)
'cause this ***'s (boom) banging; this honey's dancing
boldly & lewdly, got his jaw dropped (ja[ɑ]w dro[ɑ]pped)
she's beyond "hot" (beyo[ɑ]nd "**[ɑ]t")
this gA̲l's freaking blazing
his hand's in offensive motion for her hind part
a haptic invasion
she moves on from wining to fondling, she's eager
like someone punished by dI̲nt of
a guillotine, his head's lost as she seductively strI̲ps her—
—self naked; she says: "make me
high as a rooftO̲[ɑ]p nearly reaching
the sky; give me a tI̲me so exquisite
that I̲'ll be left speechless
when this ro[ɑ]mp's over"
she's none short o'... a mind-blower, like a gun-toter
blowing a brain of a nazissistic hound wrongdoing
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she goes O̲U̲t like jU̲I̲ce in
["juice" in the sense of "electricity"; the "out like a light [electricity]" expression]
the wake of their energetic bout of nookie
he instead can't co[ɑ]p a fE̲w z's
still awake af—ter more than ane half
of ane twenty-fourth of day passed
his mind's got diverse thou[ɑ]ghts
going one after another, like a race track
occupied by sport cars
he's a nobo[ɑ]dy who's ended
up having a great tI̲me with a splendid
woman, which he now li̲es in the bed with
with his existence being nO̲ne but pathetic
he's been, like a person with whom O̲ne isn't ca[ɛ]ndid
in the dark &, processing the world as highly offensive
from a sociopolitical point, wa[ɑ]nting a vengeance
just li̲ke vigila[ɛ]ntes
he's up in arms, due to pieces of vI̲ce-ridden dreck with
their eyes blinded with pelf &
power; a hE̲A̲rt-damaged a[ɛ]nti—
—hero with little avE̲nues to spout the
anger, who seems to have found a
source of light he doesn't wish to be outta
he hopes she won't slyly desert him
the subsequent morning
if she arises before him

The worst part,
is knowing
people have
no idea how
close I am
to

dro
wn
i
n
g

Up in the sky
Everything's slow
I guess that's what happens
When you mix fine wine
With dro
The 4 Kings sit at the table
Take out the brown for the green
Like the hitman for Martin Luther king
Pour another glass to act like you're fine
But what are you gonna do when you run out of wine?

I once was bald a long time ago
Those days were gone for so long though
I had grown my hair all summer long
It is strong
As it is beautiful.

I feel a chill down my spine
Wandering down the endless path
Till it reaches
My roots
The feet that touch the ground
Below
me

the ground
Where pieces of my hair
lie
My long beautiful hair is
  falling
    falling    
    ...
      falling out.

Every strand drops to
the ground

It won't
Stop
Dro
pp
ing
  Falling
Losing



I'm bald
I'm freezing


Warm Me

I am a chemist
Mixing chemicals slowly and carefully
Drip, drop
Each mov ement precise as to not invoke a negative reaction
Drip, dr op
 As I go to add the next ingredient into my  concoctio n
I fi nd tha t i  t isn't where it shoul   d be
D r ip, dro   p
I race to find it, it has to be somewhere, thisiscrucialtotheformula
But it cannot be found, for it isn't in this room.
W    ith   o   ut this piec e of t h  e puz z  le
My creation is flawed, as it becomes onyx in color, signifying my failure.
 And yet it persists
Drip, drop

” Come On Now Bro !
You NEED To LET GO of That EGO ! "

Because Just Like PRIDE...
It's A... SLIPPERY Slide...
That You May... FIND...
Becomes What DEFINES...
The Reasons WHY...

Your ARROGANCE RULES...
When You Should Be SHREWD... !!!

And... " Humble Yourself "...

Let GO of... That SMELL...
Cos' It DOESN'T Serve Well... !!!!!

UNLESS What You HOLD...
Is OLYMPIC GOLD Like USAIN Bro... !!!!!  

LET GO of HOPE If It's On A Road...
Where You KNOW You CAN’T Go... !!!!!

Let GO of Those Flows...
That... Just Like DRO'...
AFFECT How You Roll... !!!!!
So You Hit DUD Notes...
And Make IGNORANT Quotes...
That... SINK Your Boat... !!!

LET GO of The Vibes...
That... THREATEN Your Life... !!!
Like... GANGSTER Ties...
And YES... GUNFIGHTS... !!!!

UNLESS You're The GUY...
Whose... FASTER Than LIGHT... !!!!!
When You Know That It's Time...
To Let... BULLETS FLY... !!!!

I Suggest You... LET GO...
If You're... NOT THAT Bloke... !!!!!

Or YES That Girl Whose QUICK To HURL...
UPSETTING Lines At Those Who Find...
That What THEY HOLD Is FRIGHT When SHOWN....
How Anger CONTROLS Some Girls Like... " Coc' "...

Or YES... *******... !!!!!

Let GO of That DOPE...
Do You Get What I'm Saying... ?!?

Let Go of....... Them **'s.......
Once You've Sexed Them Bro... !!!

BEFORE One Night You Wake To FIND...
That She's... OUT OF HER MIND... !!!!!

So Thinks It's RIGHT To TAKE Your Life... ?!!!?
Because She KNOWS That You COULDN'T Let Go...
of Your BIT... " ON THE SIDE "... !!!!

THINK About It Bro Before You KNOW...
What It Is To Roll Like That Bobbit' Bloke... !!!

NO **** To... HOLD... !!!
Because Wifey CHOSE...
To... CUT OFF And CHOKE...
Your ****** Flow OVER Some **'s... !?!

Who Left You... BROKE...
With Your **** Now SEWN... !?!

Because of WHAT...
Their... DUTTY Holes... ?!!!?

Trust Me Bro It's NOT A JOKE... !!!
When What You Hold...
Is YES... FOOLS GOLD... !!!!!!

So Many Things...
To Choose From IN...
This World We Live...

But TRUST In THIS...
Just Like... RACISTS...

There Are Some Things...
That We NEED TO RESIST... !!!!!

And In THIS SCRIPT...
Are Things I HOPE...
Will Guide LOST Souls...

To... SLOW Their Roll... !!!

And... RECOGNISE...
That It's WISE Sometimes...

To Let PRUDENCE Flow..........

And To KNOW When It's RIGHT...

..... To Just.....

..... " LET GO ".....