In between decisions, like a rock an a hard place,
dreams envision a life of Scar-face, as many stars in space
I count the seconds before I die, hours pass like clouds in the sky,
I trade wealth for mental health, fuck help I can save myself, I’m proud to get high
fuck a nobel prize, I rather bleed in a motel an die, coked-out
no bell or sigh, just follow my lead an look into my eyes, I’m choked-out
I will never tap-out, like night of the living dead I will rise
from graves to billboards, I kill pride, and spill lies,
I stay dismal, throughout the fiscal in a swamp like croaking-frogs
fuck generic I’m barbaric, my flow stays on top like floating-logs
I smoke blunts to pass time an bait lines, so I’m smoking-rods
while poking-broads, they just wait for their ‘turn’ like holding-knobs
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I’m deep to rap, in a free R-keys-hollow-spits,
im below the bones found by archeologists
I’m explosive as atoms split, impact to make mountains shift, my rhymes-rupture
I’m at the next level like tall ladders, my force will shatter Wolverines spine-structure
lines-puncture, like pins-an-needles, I’ll deflate tires, to the point SIN-is-steeple
I’m the reapers father, I’ll rape ya daughter, my shadows cast with grim-an-evil
I bastardize all of China, an slaughter a brothel, you know im hostel to plunder punani
I lust wit malice, to crush ya chalice, my flow drowns more kids then a summer Tsunami
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