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blue Oct 2014
Its like a million angels laughing,
When one demon dies.
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like a million unanswered questions comin from my feel and still hearing lies; the sound of cries , tears floodin eyes the sound  of lonely tear drops falling to the ground meaning that there is still many why's.
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like meeting that  ride'a die shearing every secret telling every story vowing to be one until the end, Then came ur end.
You made me less then a friend.                              
You didnt have t

This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like being behind enemy lines and you on my mind
Is there peace in rest or do I REST IN PEACE
My mind and heart are mine but the soul is on lease
Mr Devil please give me back my soul I really didn't know
I had to give it back.
I slack love and compassion im alone in this world so cold lost in emotion and its really getting old
I hold it inside but today I won't let it hide
Im a loco
And this is what it sounds like when i cry.
I have been dealt this hand i blame only me for going along with the master plan.
This is what it sounds like when i cry.
I die i live im living but still dying can yall hear it
This loco is still crying
This is what it sounds like when this loco starts crying
Yo doodiemac gimme some of that
Bars of arsenal flows mesmerize like the strokes of a piano
Sounds of melodies give me the go
Strikes of a bellow black as Othello
Let the lyrical gun massage the temples
Of the people the rappin' pharoah
Let my mental flow
Out pours nothing but reign
Floodin' the atmosphere it'll take years to drain
Straight to the grain spit it like butane flame
Til emcees turn into a sand crystal grain
Some try to get with this
Leave no witness microphone murderer givin' the business
No gps or map could locate
Settin' the dynamite rhymes soon to detonate
Emcees demised at an alarming rate
from the rhymes I create ferocious seal their fate
And they ask how did em
I let rhythm hit em


Yo fools love to say I'm wack
But be the first punks tryin' to slide me a track
Yo Whats up with that? I'm not your average brother fresh with the  batch
Another emcee just waiting to hatch only to catch
Nothing but heat from me
Embrace my empire full of epitome
Enemies flea once I place my rhymes on a beat
Got ya moving your feet so there's no room to compete
I stiff em like a photo freeze
Entice much atrocities
As the rhythm breaks you down instantly
Elephant herd stamina beats down I'm handin' ya
Don't ya know I'm the punisher
Tropic thunder makes critics wonder
How does he do it rhymes so hot ya can't cool it
Rippin' through ozones creatin' black holes
So force full even the speed of light couldn't go flow
Pass my mastery wizardry deadly to rivals known to be
The born God of the century
So hurry up and step up
Suckas runnin' up to get a taste of the directors cut
Body unedited yeah I said it
Remarkable stello so you'll regret it
If you try to step to me
On the mic I challenge thee
Duel em like Cosby who can top me ? Better Choose Wisely ?
Bars dark and lovely none could shove me emcees
Claim they killlin' but too **** sloppy
So I envision em like rods
Then I bend em
Sick em with the vicious venom
Cuz of my unforgettable rhythm
Step up to the club,
Like im the man,
Dennis Rodman, but no rebound man,
Yall others gotta take a stand,
Witness the band,
Neptunes, providin' the beat goons, makes for moonsoon,
Floodin' the rooms,
Once the lyrics boom,
Inside ya nostrils, like perfume,
Sweeped like a broom,
Hook got cha consumed,
Feel the dance that zooms,
Inside ya body,
****** shots, of adrenaline, front maids to middle men,
Throw ya chips in,
No need for clips in,
We get it crackin', smackin, critics who say wack we was then,
Bumpin, cadillac music
Country *******,
Still ridin' twinkies on the truck, press ya luck, make all haters duck,
These gooses showin' trueces,
Once my team infiltrate,
Y'all cant shoot us,


Now we know you aint about nothin,
Make ya jump more than Joe Budden,
On these rhymes, we stay cuttin,
Sound the percussion,
End of discussion,
Smoother than David Ruffin,
Critics stay bluffin,
Madel cuz we made somethin',
Out of nothin,
Now all of sudden, they see the charts smokin,
Once i was set on fire, respect the sire, referred to as the Messiah,
Messa similar to Telsa,
And i dare ya,
To step on this, track and field, let these words shield,
If eyes could ****,
Itll be lotta folks with no healz,
Put me in jail, and ill still bail,
Out with counterfit bills,
I Keeps it real, like flesh hots bullets of the steel,
My ambition tryna reach to a bill,
Without courts tryna get a steal,



Girls crowdin' around me,
Latinas call me papi,
Still sip the Brugal,
But never sloppy,
We call head toppy,
To the leechers, tryna copy,
My styles is incredible,
Non-edible,
You ***** pitiful, put it back to rehearsal,
Expose those, records labels payin' you, playin' you,
Im bout to gass you,
No lite for flames, rid of lames,
I climb higher,
Than Lebron James, make ya say again,
In the rain like Cain, gather ya ear drums in a sang,
Brains is clang, its clubber time, dropped in the rhyme,
Now its in the divine timeline, greatest beats, of all time,
Pinned like a sign,
Press play then rewind, as ya mind to speech, deeply inclined,
Mr Xelle Oct 2021
I have lost the feeling
I have lost the focus
Everything I do for love gets Toss in the ocean
Why walk why keep running
When you don’t even see my steps in the sand
Why do I have to be open?
For another take to steal my time
Fir another to say I’m broken
When it’s clear that I have kept the walls from talking
The room from floodin
The door from strangers
And your jead from spinnin
I’m done
I have lost th thrill
All I want now is a cloth and a drill
I’ll make a safe haven
I’ll prepare the meals of a lost man even irs only fish and broccoli steamed in my kitchen
I know I’m good lover
I know what I can do
Abs if you can’t see that
Then I’m Jamie foxx auditioning for Ray Charles dude…

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