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Zachary Mar 2015
from suffrage to making it sound that way on the radio,
worlds creativity has stopped,
year of "female pop"
Kanye spazzing every four to five seconds,
we can hope paul didnt write the plot,
i wanna reimburse your ears and soul with blood,
hope it clots
Aiyo I rip out ya vocals and pendejos better get into their hidin' holes I'll swole ya corticals from my slick bicho that goes in and out ya girls throat
I got the remedy to enemies who think they can battle me I'll rip out ya veins
And play em like harp strings emcees my sub sibling keep it flows looped like an onion rings
That means I'm everlasting tongue blasting mics Slashin'
Ya every move frozen in silence I got a deadly alliance whos in defiance
I'm not human but bounded to nature cursed with the sinister forces made from gooey corpses
Necroplasm has em spazzin'
Scared of my magnificence born a punisher war brilliance ain't no resilience
So suckas better off in a bow the Kings back makin' racks only stick with facts get grimy on ol school tracks flashblack
Back to days of battlin' under dimmed lights and corded mics with bunch of rhymes to recite yeah
But I'm back again to make no amends condemn fake rappers with no grin joker mentality plottin' a fatality to critics who bother me get sweeped with bullet flow accuracy ya buried in a unmarked legacy

I'm second to none **** a bargain buryin' political jargon who can hang with the Don
Made of the Sun Moon and the stars far subpar do you know who we are?
Huh I'm alien breathing through flesh in the ghost of shell made for hell I'll never die I'll sail
Across the airwaves strike harder than tidal waves
Climbin' over fifty stories breakin' any category and critics who worry get Curry'd threes ways bullets close ya air way
Ain't no right way for death to pay
Truthfully told you find honor from the young and the old
Cuz fear has a broken vessel bearing through treshold
I'm hear to scold and unfold those who ain't feelin' mu flows get the pyscho American Style I'll snipe ya like Gomer Pile curse more than Kyle
In the southpark fools don't come to the dark
Only to see a spliff of my spark
I got a team of seven two trained demons ready to press ya head into the earthly grounds
Blood fillin' the soils from war spoils
I got pass the boil
Til I evaporated emcees til they ghosts ghost becomes fleshy My minds sickenin' strengthen go over critics like MJ and Pippen
Court Jul 2019
Keep yourself from spazzin out

Put that energy elsewhere.

Do not give away anything.
provide for self (first n foremost)
Love conquers all
Love yourself and the complete favor will soon return
Feelings aren't the same all the time..
Only when you need them..
Be thankful..
Be glorious..
Be inspiring..
Its something atleast
Nellie 55 Feb 2020
I drank till I was paralyzed, no sleep again I'm deprived. Blood shot eyes...hang over what a surprise. Why is it all heavy? I don't want to be spazzin the **** out, but I'm in a battle of my self doubts.

She gave me butterflies and now they rip apart my stomach to go free. But she still cares for me. Now everything is blackning and I'm back tracking. Loss a grip because lifes to ****** heavy

I can feel the judgement, I sense the disappointment. That's cool I'm making a mixed drink. Crying a tune so I can ******* think. I hear my voice screaming at me, sometimes I'm not even there. Why doesn't everything get light as a feather? I just want to feel better. It's all to heavy. Look at what depressants are doing to me.

The sky is blackining, everything ***** as I'm watching it all happening. Can't tell because there isn't any more lighting. I swear karma loves to play with me. This is the new Normal. Sometimes I can't even write in my journal.

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