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Cunning Linguist Nov 2013
[Verse 1]
Monster sized swag; not modest bout my splendor
Marvel at the flag and I'm the ultimate avenger
Buck Rodgers, D-Bird yep I'm the number one contender,
So I gotta uphold this rep of bein uncontrollable
so I'll take the lead, I hold the world beneath my feet
I'm a fiend, elite
Haze so cloudy cause I be blowin Swisher Sweets
Drug addiction is my disease
It's my expertise
See here's the masterpiece:
Raps lobotomize
I'm traumatized since 1993

[Verse 2]
Victimized by the lies
of this trifilin enterprise
You can front but you can't hide
There's no fault behind your eyes
So I hope this insult will suffice
It should come as no surprise
A grin will spread across my face
From side to side
My ***** mouth will mesmerize
hypnotized, memorize
the words that escape my lips
I'm a degenerate unabridged uncut
You're a ******* ****
Go hang yourself from a bridge
Here's a rope, I hope you choke

******* ******* smoochie smoochie
Only chains you got is Gucci
Y’all basic brothers rep that set
But fake like that 2chi

[Verse 3]
man I get so high,
Now watch me get higher
Watch me take flight
As my wings soar skyward
You know I'ma fighter
So watch me take my place
As I eat this rap game up
and then spit it in your face
Now pass me a lighter
see me rollin while I bake
I mean I'm not a pastry maker,
but I still bake for the sake
My rhymes are so ill
They're gonna make you sick
I be tweetin on my twitter
While Betty Crocker ***** my ****, uh

[Verse 4]
Reid between the lines son and please proceed with caution
Alien splittin kilos, I be one tweaked ****** martian
I'm five steps ahead and these haters ****** forfeit
You four feet tall and I'm so high I'm in ****** orbit
Make these snitches sleep with fishes
How ****** vicious spittin mischief
****** trippin out these hypocrites
Dishin out these disses which
Bein inconsiderate
in this fast paced game of chase
But if I wanted to catch your drama
I'd just go check my facebook page *****
"Reid between the lines son.." Is a double entendre, my name is Reid so it's saying I'm between lines of snorting *insert illicit substance* and read between the lines. Buck Rodgers and D-Bird are a couple rap aliases from in the day.
jeffrey conyers Dec 2012
If they ain't a splittin' image of you.
Are they been kind?
Or just being cruel?
Noticing the things they say comparin'the two of you.
Twins, triplets knows this comment very well.

And they are as different than they come.

Oh, they acts just the way you use too.
From your walk, talk and ways.
To you that's sayin' a lot of things.

When you heard this splittin' image phase.
And as hard as we try.
We know there's somethin' to what they say.
Except, we're goin' to deny it to the end.
While in our minds it might be true.
Rob Sandman Mar 2016
The Ballad Of Jack Hammer (Concept by Jay Byrne)
=========================
Jack Hammer-Jay Byrne Black Fang Rob Sandman aka Schizophrenic.

Listen up I got a tale to tell.
About a black jack rabbit known for raisin' hell.
Jack Hammer's his name. Retribution the game.
Out on the plain with his kinfolk he did dwell.
Til that fateful day. No forgettin it.
Loss so painful. Jack was but a leveret.
While playin' out back.
Along the track came Black Fang and the Red River Pack.
And they were lookin, for blood.
Notorious outlaws up to no good.
In the low sun and The Pack started gunnin'.
So Jack started runnin'. The damage was done and it was over.
No time for goodbye. He just stood there.
Lookin' the Devil in the eye.
While his Momma bled.
The wolf walked up and this is what he said.

Are you sore that the Fang took away your Paw?
and the River Run's red with the blood o' your Maw?,
well hop away little blackjack eyes red raw,
-tell the rest o' the prairie what you done saw,
Red River is the Pack,I'm the one with the crown,
I'm the big bad wolf who blew your whole life down!
so cower and quiver little wabbit,have a cry...
you little ******* you took my **** eye!


From out me back pocket, pulled out me slingshot..
..I'm a real crack-shot when it comes to bringin' pain across lots.
Ya never saw it quicker.
Lickety-split I skedaddle into the thicket.
Then he was gone...

Spent the next few years wanderin'. Ponderin' recompense.
Lived paw to mouth honing his defense..
..and offense. Hell bent on atonement.
Twin six-guns blazin', layin' judgement.
While The Pack kept killin'.
Full split, full chisel, goin' the big figure.
Black Fang said it himself.

none bigger none badder than the Pack I'm with,
spit venom that hisses,hogleg never misses,
no-one messes with the red river,do and you die,
cry wolf-get engulfed,leave your colt lie,
whole pack'll rip lead to your head if you try,
but-one thing niggles while I sup down Rye
is to **** that rabbit that took my **** eye,
heard he built some fame,got himself a name,
Jackhammer IS MINE I STAKED MY CLAIM
.


Like a freight train runnin' on collision course.
Jacks fate's been comin' like an iron horse.
Tour de force, pent up, fired up ready to blow.
On a stormy night into town he did stroll.


Jack walked into the saloon.
Black as all hell, no light from the moon.
Fang at a table playin' poker.
Soon to be Dead Mans Hand for that joker.
The pack'll pay.
I'll put the red in your river bringin' Judgement Day.
Stormbringer I'll deliver. Got an itchy trigger-finger..
..cos I'm quicker and fitter. Juiced up, not goosed up on hard liquor.
Then he catches me eye.
Takes a sip of his rye and says..

if it ain't the **** nipper that took the fang's eye,
waited all these years to come here and die,
no odds no winnin' no end to my sinnin' ,
Pack back up,fair game fangs winnin
last chance saloon,I'm too old for you,
ain't no-one ever outdrew me and old blue,
Navy Colt revolver,dead problem solver
so 'ware this wolf,you couldn't **** with silver


Black Fang, I've come to collect.
Anybody that don't wanna die better mosey outback.
But the pack can stay.
For what ya done did you're dyin' this day.

as I opened my mouth and slid my paw to old blue,
twas like the heavens opened up on my whole **** crew,
twin revolvers spitting,splittin' open my pack,
last shot ripped ripper my lieutenant in the back

cause I dragged him over me,hit the deck too,
little rabbit thinks its,over cause I  was hit too,
then I let rip,aiming straight for the head,
coulda sworn that shot left Jackhammer dead
... (but did it?)
Another unfinished track by myself and Jay Byrne... give us a few likes to hear the end(lol cliffhanger style!)
NeroameeAlucard Dec 2014
So you text me thinking we can resolve our problem
I'm still bearing wounds but I thought we could solve them
What's wrong then? I genuinely thought you were there,
But clearly it seems like you don't care

I thought you had my back,
But obviously you didn't.
Loyalty is what you lacked.
Bottled up animosity was what was hidden

And that we're channeling into what is written
So here's what I'm spittin I'm through splittin hairs about our problem
If you need me reach out to me
Don't expect me to read your mind

I'm not some kind of saviour.
I was just trying to be your friend.
Don't expect me to tolerate rude behaviour.
My hand I won't continue to lend.
Co Written with my ***** midnight writer :) thanks love!
Michael Marchese Mar 2017
Check the twenty-twenty fission
Adam splittin' Eden vision
Bustin' caps in gas emissions
Spittin' written ammunition
For the first-world problem chillen'
Droppin' free speech bomb sedition
On the third-world problem villain
Grand old wizards' ku klux gizzards
All white **** meat chicken dinners
Suckin' Christian dictions'
Hissin' contests over spoils
House of Slyth'rins witherin'
The shale-shock sowing soil
With Satan seeds of ignorance
Still thirsting for indifference
From money hungry London royal
Global warming blizzards
As they're bleeding dry the rivers
Into liquidating oil
Treasure buried with a shovel
In oases brought to boil
Nine eleven popped the bubble
But with Jesus in the building
Turning metal into rubble
Smelting graces into gilding
From the melting *** he's spilling
Into off-shore power drilling
Making killings on the rigging
As Mohammed was displayed
As a scary, bearded, brown-skin man
Through tricks of terrorism's trade
And God's right sleights of winning hand
Pulled rabbits from Fatah's grenade
And cooked 'em in Afghanistan
For PTSD noise parades
And hot dog chugs for Uncle Sam
To waste the land, supply demand
For ol' Osama's unmarked grave
Obama hosted-masquerade
White-washing New World fear campaign
Them masks of patriotic acts
In place as they removed Hussein
Disguised the ethnic cleanse crusade
With bush league mass destruction claims
When the caliphate they made
Went Khomeini on Iran
A stand against the David camp
Shelling bibles to qurans
So the shah's Allah mirage
Put the profits in the pockets
Of the prophet's arbitrage
Camouflage the Green Zone spans
With pyramids of Reaganomics
Tricklin' into sovereign sands
Long before heathen jihadists
Flew their kamikaze plans
Into Trump towers' blacklist fists
Of modern warfare contra *bans
Jonathan Bell Feb 2014
Yes ***** I am an angel, I am the devil, I've been through hell, so get on my level. I'm forward bound and goal oriented, but the block is where I can be found, turnt up and disoriented. We've all got our vices, we all have a crutch, whatever to suffice, especially splittin a Dutch. It can come as a powder, it can be in a pill, just never lose the power of your freewill. Furthermore, it's best to never assume, that your grip on reality can't be taken, cause at that moment you've been consumed, the altered thoughts induced hinder bein awaken. A powdered perception precipitates self resent, leaves the future in question, but a powdered past reciprocates repent, by revealing itself as a blessin. God works in a mysterious way, acceptin of your flaws, I don't fear judgment day, I lived with a cause
katrinawillrich Feb 2015
**** monkey matchin
No silverbackin plus
Cents crackin
Legin generatin genesin
Kept revelation runnin
War paint tattooin
Dropped nitpickin
Not speaking for all seeing
I's
So **** that ind
Short e pro sent
Ridin' those who drivin'
Securin Isisin icinism
Goin' sketch fhiminism
Not scared to fold my poker
Face ain't evin though these
eight *****(is) grabbin
Yea that much baggin
up cruel indifferent
No difference
Just hook line skankin
Splish splashin groupie
Numeration
Won't color gender but hawk skinned race De baitin'
Outlivin' the momentiun
Bendin those poets brigade in
Coded runaway genius claimin sistym
Bro rexin, t burnin'
Cause Im beatin up
Atom baby momma
Metapen sweepin'
Follow him
Or her or them
Just stay the **** away from
Mygenes aint cells splittin eyes crackin'
***** you know you can hear
Me writin'
No x marks the bar outletin
Find another plug
Or source I'm not chargin
Will en riched by those
Germans who made the mistake
Of breedin' while sleepin'
Ima a boss that don't speak
Keep readin'!
This is
Cobbsland. Stop countin
stars shining in daylight poppin
science whorin metaphorin
Alien abductin
Yea, they love them some black
Womins'    shh its a secret          (ethnics ethics)
Gullah grainin
Freed my *** so my mind is
No longer trainin ill rainin'
laggin' no cadillac, no car, in my
dents in my
Accents indentin
I'm not from africa muthaphucka
But i represent
Kin clickin against
Genesin.
Sam Temple Nov 2015
this morning
I felt it in a damaged knee
smelled it on the air
watched the clouds with
knowing atici…………pation
winter was coming
and its brutishness
would not easily go unnoticed  --
the steady preparatory ant
the fattened bear
thick with salmon grease
and sedge grass
ole man Barkley
splittin’ cord wood
dark brown chew spit
trickling from the corner of his
downturned mouth…
and the migrating geese –
my skin prickles at the air
and the visions of the season to come
holiday meals and family gatherings
cooking and sharing
little rolling hills for sledding
trimming a tree
in the cozy warmth
of our country home –
When the end is getting closer
And the earth has burned the sky
Now repent cause' it's all over
Just let me die

(Verse 1)

(Johnny 3 Tears)

Here's the massacre
Mausoleum. Fit for me
Lived a hundred years
A hundred years I didn't see

Gave all my hope away
Isn't any left for me
Bombs are splittin' atoms
What can the future bring

We can fill a million choirs
And wait 'till children sing
We can walk a million miles
And end up in the sea

And our lungs just keep filling
And lying when we breath
The worlds filled with liars
Liars like me!

And I look at my child
Its fine like this feeling
As blue like the sky
I see all of this meaning

I reach up to god and I ask if I'm dreaming
So sorry I don't have those things that you need
And, darling a kiss
Kiss me on these lips

(Chorus)

(Danny)

When the end is getting closer
And the earth has burned the sky
Now when repent cause' it's all over
Just let me die

As my body lies here broken
And I'm carried to the light
Now my heart is finally open
Just let me die!

(Verse 2)

(Johnny 3 Tears)

Everybody says, "Greetings and goodbyes"
Everybody pays, no one knows the price
We know the price of sin
The sin of sacrifice

I know I'll sin again
Cut who can save me twice?
How much can we ask?
You'll get the answer first

How much can we kneel with the air that chills the Earth?
The air keeps getting colder
My knees keep hitting dirt
The innocent can cry without the guilty getting hurt

You ask who you love, and you don't know, no, do you?
The spirit of god just passes right through you
You gave away heaven
Handed right to you

And I can see it all
Tell me is it true
Kiss me my darling
(whispered) Darling I need you

(Danny)

Where do we go?
We go oh, lord I don't know
Where we go
We go no!

I dont know!

Where do we go!
We go oh, lord I don't know
Where we go
We go no!

(Johnny 3 Tears)

Lord I don't know!

(Chorus)

(Danny)

When the end is getting closer
And the earth has burned the sky
Now when repent cause' it's all over
Just let me die

As my body lies here broken
And I'm carried to the light
Now my heart is finally open
Just let me die!
M Clement Nov 2012
I use poetry to please her
Food to feed her
And sometimes I eat her

I gotta write that down
**** that’s a good line.

Splittin’ rhymes in time
And I can’t flow off seconds

I need another break to catch
My own thoughts… and put them on paper

I imagine birds trying to fly
But you catch them by the tail
And slam them on their faces

Their corpse limp in the bitter
Embrace of your fingertips
Then you put them on that sheet
Of lined paper

Like the stuff you wrote on
In grade school

Pretty it up a bit.
Draw some lines on it.
Put a bird on it
You got art
But  do you got poetry?

Give me praise
Give me money
Give me power
******* it all.

I mean it.
The Jolteon Apr 2017
She say you love
To smoke **** with girls
Is that really my problem
All the Os and curls

All the smoke blown
Back into the air
Melts down my shoulders
And hardened glare

That some cutie
Is there with me
Splittin the pie
Is a plus in my eyes

If she wanna hate
On me blowin trees
Then please step aside
MJ only girl for me
Michael Marchese Mar 2018
As gold as my soul as it slithers and shivers
And withers
To smithereens
First she was fire and ice at the same time
Second was burning wealth land with the moonshine
Deep as the sky when I’m high in the sky
Now I fear of no depths of the bottle, I ask why?
Try as I might to undo what I do
To imagine the tombs they await I and you
They equate I and you
They degrade I and you
And they make us see through what is not I and you
One more reason to fight
For a lefty theft right
To threat Tet upon agent’s of oranges blight
Splittin’ 3/5th’s a white
With arms-dealin’ pro life
Like it’s Jefferson smokin’ his whipper wind pipe
Diggin’ Ghraibs for his slaves in the back of a black site
Business is boomin’ like Truman in ruins
We trade magic mushrooms with animist humans
That’s just how we do it
In 50 state fascist Ford family reunions
Of clinically cynical gimmick illusions
Malthusian predictions
On stocked market shelves
Just as coated in sugar
As Keibler elves’ spells
British rebels who colonize
Liberty bells
Pledging sacrosanct vanity
Brinksmanship sanity
Phosphorous fire and fury brutality
Tyrant king lizards of ye olde feudality
Yo feels the rumps that bump
I smoke camel humps pretty hoes love when I dump
My super pump make jump
Around cuz the inherited the house of pain Mayne
I'm crazy insane flows like divine ******* natural smooth as novocane
Puff my jane she's keep me in a mellow mood it's spiritual food
Far from crude but rude
With my rasta flow mojo sick so
Step into the next amateur cuz I be a pro
When my guns burn turn ya basso prefundo into a saprano
Say ** I know you hate my flow
But ya girls licking my popsicle
So that's the way it goes
I'm waist deep in the kitty til starts to sleep
Meow oh how fools claiming they banging but don't know how?
The style is naughty makin' ******
I seduced more girls than Georgie
Check the tattoos stiff as a statue
Starin' at you My rhymes cut through
Ya soul mentally splittin' mentalities
To you newcomers that to battle me
End up in fatality really though???

My mic skills Gretzky puffin' Nestles with cocoas sittin' next to me
Who better to be the best emcee since the ninety's
Well I tell em these new emcees is ***** so don't push me
Huh I'll knock em out like **** C
When they see me we ain't talkin' paper G
We talkin' about building our own communities
But these enemies love to see us shatterin' thee
House of love til infinite
And beyond I'm lookin' beyond that ******* they set on
Us trust who can make dust?
I turn strings into golden rings
I'm tired of that fat lady that sings
An opera tune high notes floats
Like Jackson's and the Benjamin's so come again?
It's the color of law
Gentrification ruining my identification
They love see the homos but hate procreation
**** it if you don't like it change the station
It's an abomination living in a bombing nation
United States better wake up before them Koreans leave caked up with make up
But it's too late the ears of war already develop
Here we go!!!!
Yeah like fireworks surfin' the skies you'll see my eyes light up the sunrise feel my demonic enterprise
As shut down the minimes in the industry my touch is deadly
Platinum plaques and got stacks to match that panther in black lookin' for new jacks to catch a wax from my lyrical axe makin' bodies crack back
Blood pourin' still soarin' the heavenly seven gates to chose from born in the black hole but landed in Jerusalem verses ya gotta play em
Or else a chrome cannon will be chillin' in ya melon so ain't no tellin'
I got the nerves of Neopoleon not a short man but demands money in bands as I stand
On the Mount Sinai work a chocolate thai then bake my stick in a cutie pie


Spiritual ties made me wise doubles my size by then you'll realize my flows ain't for compromise sink minds deeper than a Titanic under water cuz my flows Atlantis critics panic cuz my rhymes got em locked and beat down from me are handed
Out lyrically laugh at the empathy show no sympathy to enemies who try to stand against the weaponry
I'll stick a verse til ya touch a Cadillac hearse with my bullets to nurse
Ya pain as ya circling the drain down goes ya fame sick with my range far derange dug the strangest things
I'm talkin' cosmos sibling got hoes dribblin'
Round me *** bouncin' like Cousy in the jacuzzi so haters loose mad cuz the industry choose me knock in between sheets call me Isley


Here's a verse for ya thirst  dry ****** poppin' gums with no figures see my pictures
I paint graphic as Adolf ****** combined with Stalin keep a young stallion Black and Italian where's my nut scent as a medallion
Expose all sins with a couple shots of Gin everybody put they heart in make it reigns more than Noah Arks then
Been puttin' BBC to the ****** of Roman papacy
Built for legacy who better to be lay these verses for my own sanctity
Still rockin' instrumentals that's how it goes rippin' up shows widen mentals like bullet holes from my flows that's goes
In and out see what I'm about war and gothic as i pour pain like a water spout
Birthed another diety from me splittin' energy like Majinbu did in D-B-Z
Taking it back to real hip hop this new **** needs to stop
Fools in it for the money and not fro props
I remember when mcs used to make the mics pop
Ain't no such thing as too much music but such thing as bad music
I only appeal to the real steal your appeal
Sike I'm in it for street real and the people's who feel
This real **** I spit the hardest in the pit
Full of snakes i shake the bake that means im untouched nine will make ya double dutch say what?
Dead men can't talk know ****** who'll hawk and bite before they bark lite me a spark
To the tips of blunts let's my mind pull dangerous stunts
I'm aimmin' at emcees neck with the tech make ya soul sweat
One man threat can't be checked
If I'm the checker ultimate wrecker king me hoes bring me
Money like ozone my lyrics prone to make ya wanna do grown
Things bling bling bling let the beat sing once my vocals touch begins the recording y'all still boarding
On the wack air waves **** the air plays I rock old school everyday either way no matter what you say
I'm still grinding makin'
Dineros grande yeahh


As the games unraveling fools still traveling
Outta bounds see the desert bird for ears that heard
Nothing but rumors wounds grew on ya like tumors born pass the baby boomers I'm generation Plex next so who wanna flex?
With the rap Jurassic flows fantastic money acrobatic Makin static
Everytime I touch a mic
Make ya wanna rewrite just to recite ya own misery it ain't no mystery my metaphors like claws
Slash though careers instill your deepest fears
A scarecrow the realist ***** who loves to pop pistols
Not for show but for others to know
My flows golden conquer the world **** near Napoleon
Your body played like an accordion
I be rap guardian
An angel beatin' all angle dimensions tension once I strengthen fool turn to religions
No escapin' my Hellbound souls drown and found
In tbe lake of fire my yielding desires set the game on fire without a match put away the coke batch we make racks from rhymes that stack on tracks splittin' heads like splits of Mack's
Make ya wanna retrack cuz they present to **** wack
I make my hits Everytime and you can tell buy how i shine...
Baby listen here
When I first met your love
I was struck
Like lightening splittin' a tree
Feel my hearbeatin' rapidly
Gotdamn how could this be
I ain't even known you long
But you got my soul capture
Feelin' like Shang Shun
Come here
Give me that goodlovin
Pillow suckin'
While I bend ya back
Slightly slow strokin'
I can feel Your soul
Interwoven with mine
Curvy spine saying it's all mine
Yeah I love that ****
I feel your body rumbling
Deeper than thunder
Caught up in a blunder
Don't wonder it's just me going up yonder
Hahaha I love it forever together
Through any stormy weather
We can endeavor
Love you future baby girl from yours truly
Huh I flex chrome metals street annoynmous general polished black macks exposin' ya brain mineral no sentimentals
Wear twisted back hats no snapbacks
But crack backs like a master snaps
Whiplash leave an unhealible **** all about my maths
No subtractions only additions
Or divisions lone ranger invokiñ' danger
Out of a broken manger thirty first round in the chamber
Fully clips unload mute y'all lips sink ships
Casket closed no sweat on my nose
Once I seen the body froze then back
My ***** goes and grows inside ya girls pussyhole
Stay swole
Breakin' her urge ****** it's homocidal
Tryna step to a dangerous crew drinkin' brews
Intoxicated off of rhymes makin' dimes
On pennies feelin' like Hill Benny
Anoint my mind state with the stickiest joints
All bullets point at me but can't harm me
Ricochet all day either way I'm still gone slay
With the verbal AKs splittin' toupees these days
Haters follow make ya headless sleepy hallow
None could borrow lyrics flow like water
Prepared for slaughter from the tidal waves
Made brave weak hearts I crave and save
Brailled faith like Jesus to Judas watch shootaz
Waiting in corner to put me in the coroners
But **** that I refuse to be a spiritual foreigner



Raindrops from the clouds it's mother nature's cry
Opening her thighs ******* all over the skies
See the sin that hides over the masses my mind crashes and clashes
With stupidity of humanity I'll be **** G
If i can't blast away these evilness that trys to stay
Know to many homies buried by the Glocks
Caught up in the ticks and tocks of deaths clock
Onto the afterworlds spirits locked
And will they be able to knock
on heavens or hells door check carcasses blood all over the floor
Makes the grass grow see how the winds blows
It's another spiritual signing but real folks ain't finding
The ways of Ecclesiastes Lord left us tactics
Follow Elijah's commandmants got **** it can't stand it
Madness dancing around thoughts drowned
In the water tryna stay afloat on top of things
My mind rings but it's hard since evil and good are rival siblings
They stay firing forever will be hiring
The next dummies to exchange
There souls over riches for temporary gains
Ables turn Cain once greed spreads in their membrane
Consciously unspoken cuz they broken
By false apperance happinesses cloakin'
Watched for hataz and spiteful tokens
Sit back relax before ya body be drenched by bullets in red soakin
Welcome to the world,
Of final fantasy,
Shots in my cup,
Picture grand Hennessy,
My enemies tempt me,
Got the staffs with me,
Walkin' like Moses,
Splittin' the seas, miss the breeze, hoes love to tease,
When the see the benjis,
And the vicinity,
That attracts around me,
Bump the negatives,
Im settin' a new trend,
Still got my jag and the benz,
Not talkin' new ****,
Im speaking old ****,
Newbies aint feelin' it,
But theses old cats, is feelin' it,
Naw this aint no drake ****,
**** all that mellow ****,
We pull out chips,
Make records that spin,
Sitting on top ten,
Charts is hittin, its money to be gettin',
Slide it like Ripken or Griffin,
Feel bumps that kicked in,
Is the beat to get ya soul liftin',
Cherries for spliffin,
Back to my first verse, this Hennessy is hittin,





We got the bubs,
That put rocks to clubs,
May hit a few cherubs,
Cherry scents,
Feelin' so intense,
See how faiths,
Love to test ya fate,
Oh i just can't wait,
Like Sleepy, brown all around,
I get the pretty round,
Coke bottle shapes,
Gotta be careful though,
Cuz they might pin a ****,
Beat the opposition,
Focus money, is the ambition,
Life transition,
Like a transmission shiftin,
Or full manual,
Feelin' bold as Daniel,
No lyin', see the critics tryin,
Throw me in a den,
But there's no denyin',
I stay ready to feast,
Hunt the belly of beast,
Come to close,
They might leave you deceased,
But ill increase,
The earth frequency,
Mellow **** like tunes from Quincy,
Rock with me,
Like MJ takin' a fadeway, you can't block, this jam thats coming ya way,
What they say, now what they say,
I stay,
Close to the light, iight,
Diamond flawless,
Best a coal that don't need no finesse,
I say yes,
Enemies always wish you the best,
Just another test,
From the gods cursed, with the devil's worth,
I'll keep spinnin' this, til I leave the earth
Michael Marchese Feb 2018
This system slaughters people
Like they’re cattle in a factory
They grind you through the Tinder
Then erase your peoples’ history
Then sell their dreams to power their con FEdisunny city
They’ll pretend to be your friend
Like Kim Jung’s parallel Rheeality
Retreat delete the war elite
McKinley’s Ford BerlinWallStreet
With fleets of Filipino meat
That Nicaraguan ****** sheep
Still splittin’ skulls of shoeless feat
Of peace so simple, can’t you see?
Community, I speak for thee
The FIRST amendment's legacy
Round and round, we go,
Ball of confusion,
Daily intakes of illusions,
Sending this,
New kids confusion, broke the constitution,
Now im marked, for the persecution,
Abusing, free will mics spill,
Ice water in glass,
Yo you can feel, the chill,
They say madness, you real,
Master swordsman,
With the low appeal,
Dropped from the tiers of heaven,
To bless the lesser than,
Im like David, but not a letterman, made by a seasoned veteran,
Now im back, on this earth, re-living sin,
Dont let my soul, garnish within,
The worlds public toxication,
Im just waiting,
Sitting at the knights table,
Middle fingers to the labels,
Cut off the cables,
My brother's like Cain to able,
When will we, break the curse,
Goods is dry, begging thirst,
Blood hungry,
So many leechers amongst me,
Dug the roots of liberty,
Nobody, no longer free,
Taxed by the faces, of the unknown see,
Toe to toe, like the R &R,
Oil fields,
Up the moral, so you dont feel,
The stretching, over society quielty,
I smoke a stogie like Humphrey,
Let the dutchie,
Talk to my reality, new age locality,
White folks, aint white folks,
If you know the history,
A whiter version of niggadry,
Black vs white duality,
Equate the numbers youll see,
Three digits plus eight,
Equate more hate to create,
A corner of chaos, look how they,
Flip the coin toss,
With moving the coin, poker face, society straight, leatheface,
Spiritually you see, the calmness of the seas, better Believe,
The dragons watching,
Just waitin, to be unchained,
Locked behind the doors, of seven seals, peep the seven hills,
Have eyes, know the movie real,
Biblical folks, saying it aint real,
If it ain't, then why so,
Many get killed, for the smalls spillz,
Leaking over the soils, spoils of war, on the verge of a gore,
If you see moon, and the sun, at the same time,
Its mixed of dualities, of gods holy divine, tingles through ya spine,
Radiation modules,
Skins cells, splittin to align,
The melanin, that's been studied millenniums done, over time,
Travis Green Jun 2019
I live inside your maze of creations,
slowly smokin’ blunts one after the
other, trying to block you out my mind.
Still, I can see your hypnotizing flame
igniting contradictory conjunctions
within my soul, splittin’ light and truth
from my inner invention.  This **** makes
no sense.  I’m sick of embracing the seas
that have no rhythm, no beating drums,
no harmonizing horizons.  My bloodshot
eyes are high off your intoxicating dimension,
lost in those harboring galaxies that keep
reeling me inside your mugshot world.
I can feel massive earthquakes swirling
and swirling deep in my guts, burnin’
sensations on overload, ******’ with
my foundation, diminishin’ the equations
of my kingdom.  And as I sip on this Patron,
the fiery liquor flaming my insides, remindin’
me that I have sunken inside your ship,
remindin’ me that no matter how far
I run, your swelling drug will always
be inside my system, steady creatin’
sporadic thoughts and confusion,
spinning my somber world into shattered
illusions.

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