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Max Neumann Sep 2020
since tizzops knows half of the world, there are
blue birds painting his name in the sky, formation
for the throne, lead her up, your queen
uniquely dressed in all-white, all guests fully covered in snow

everybody waited for that day, until tizzop & marissa, being in
a blossom-white garden happily said yes to each other
sparklingly white ravens, everything only this one color
the magical gift, like jeezy's magic city

marissa: come with me now, we're flying over continents

thousands of miles, first and tender kisses
and soldiers are firing into the air, under the
violins we are watching the world like drones
kings and emperors, in order to reward our people

i need me some bread and beans, proteinshakes
bodybuilding, this song fits into the first take
we are fate: tizzops & marissa, like vocals
and basslines, violins and piano

burner beats and our voices, all goes together
baby, come home with me, be at home with me
cause at home is the best and cosiest place
decorate my room, fill it up with blaze

give me your female touch, i am and remain an ox
when i spot you on a snowy path, as you're standing
in front of an ipod-white foal, babe, i stole that for you
like i'll be heisting mars, moon and venus, i become

calm and laid back, turn into what i will be and i am sure
that marissa got my back, and that she loves me
she is good, how i am enjoying this, we're like malibu
firing up waves on the rocks like cocktails

and the shiningly white swoosh of the ocean
is our carpet, and stars bet on our fate now, my babe
Today is a swooshy day.
Since God shedded his tears and flooded the atmosphere
My sins of my forefathers still here
I remember being one the tears
That fell down from the sky asking why
I was born to die and everyday I gotta stay high
I ain't choosin' sides committed to homicide
Deaths to foes who don't wanna ride
Soon to be under the ground like a tide
Water to ground strongest soldiers stomping around
What's thats sound? It's the Southside dumpin' on fools who wanna start somethin'
keep them heataz jumpin'
Now ya in a puddle of blood heart pumpin'
Trying not to crossover but I be the puttin' up the cross and you'll be over
The older and older
I get I realize life ain't about **** nothing but money pits and ***** ***** I love to stick never had a limp ****
So stay in your lane if you talking **** trick

My knuckle game somethin' insane with about a dime of piece of Mary Jane Straight to brain
Rolled up so I can swole up
My melanin got my thoughts shook like gelatin I make skeletons
Cross and bones if you interfere with the warfare zone
Huh my tactics are carefully selected from weapons thats soon to be ejected and injected
Into ya body like syringe ask the Lord why he had to die
No seconds left til my last breath
I'm heisting this game so I be the vengeful theft in the night
Refocused my sight third eye aligned now I'm takin' the blight despite
What my enemies think of me I'll remain a capital "G"
Ain't no fake in me much generosity to the military
Feel me ain't nothing to this life I'll die reckless
With a death angel around me as my necklace check it
So my time in life is respected
Back to the depths of Hell where many souls dwell well??
Abhishek Gautam Apr 2020
High on ecstasy
My heart, itself is a conspiracy
My opinion is my courtesy
Rather than to be twisted like the American chopsy
Infected Imagination is my report of the autopsy
Locked myself down, gained my own privacy
Some try to copy my flow, call it the piracy
Word coming out of my pen like it belongs to the dictionary
And the **** I write is no fictionary.
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul
Have a future
have a goal
I'm on the faster roll
Few laughing at me trying to stop me "LOL".
Furious than the python from Burma
My ****'s so hard it's been ******* the karma
I'm grinding so hard that I'm skipping the drama.
Thoughts so loud I can't sleep till four
Heisting the growth, chaos is what I'm hungry for
Thugging through ride
Thugging through the life
And I'm scoring for the more
Hardest in the core
Like I'm the 500 nitro express bore
Don't go through my summary
You might feel sore
Take a deeper dive and you'll soar
And no more I have to say cause
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul.
Getting pretty good with my game
Syllables are the one in blame
This might sound pretty lame
But I ain't the one to be tame
Going shotgun, 12 gauge to be frame
Yet again here I came
My beard is my mane
Lion to be particular, reach is the same
Neither I wanted the crown nor my name was in fame
Let me slow down a bit, I already lifted it like I'm a crane
One thing for sure that this is not the end
Cause now I've gone Insane
Ain't nothing much left to say cause
Not to be fooled by the words
I know the sound of the heart
I know the sound of the soul.
I notice pieces missing
and wonder if
poltergeists are heisting my
memories,
but that would be absurd,
so
I'll just kiss those pieces goodbye
I won't try to find them
won't cry about them
can't even remember them
now
What’s to worry about?
Well, you got global warming, the climate clinic says.
You got seas rising, temps rising, kung flu flying, fauna failing,
floods and droughts fighting to a draw.
So? We’ll die or live
What’s more?
Well, you got global warring, the perennial peace promoter says.
You got the oily-garchs grabbing, the bitcoiners blackwashing the banks, the banks heisting customers, big countries nibbling at small countries, refugees swamping seas and lands.
So? We’ll die or live.
What’s more?
Well, you got schmillions of global worryers.
You got fears floating, angers accumulating, distress dispersing, nerves wrecking, chests burning like charcoal, knots klodding throats, sweat pouring out of pores, knees keeling but not kneeling, heads hurting, hearts eating themselves.
That sounds more like it.
How do I join this army?
They’re signing up at a building called The Void.
Uncle Shame and Auntie Blame want you.
Marching against or for what?
Warring and warming themselves.

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