The Dark Side of the Powdered Lab
Buncha internet emcee's, femcee's, fecees, you're all a different species./
Set in your place tryin ta compete for an internet beat, it's a slow race./
Kinda quick for your paces, buncha bitchs, I bet you're all dressed in laces/
Had ta get on my bad side, make me feel genocidal, said my rhymes where whack./
Quack, quack! Set aside the way that I speak, how hostile my venom is unique. /
Duck... deek... watch your step, slip, fall, but don't lose your rep./
I may sound like a prep. I may dress like one too, but I'm thug enough to say, "Fuck all of you/
you don't know what I've been through, what I've seen, the places I've been./
I've seen shit obscene, shit so mean I just couldn't help but wanna kill ta intervene.../
but fuck, why would you care? You are all gods failed creations... gods nightmare!/
Powdered Lab after revelations!
But don't worry, thats how I felt before, delt with it like a whore/
Sorry for the beast within, the incarnation of my own kinda sin/
I wanna hurt, spout like a sprinkler and bleed like it's a need/
I wanna repent, forget and forgive the torment, just give in to the weed/
Life can hurt, ask mother earth, she's been polluted to the core of the dirt/
I don't mean to be insane, it's just I have severe mental problems, shit that aflicts my brain/
I have problems with trust, problems with understanding, like I'm enveloped in an impermiable crust/
So many failed dreams, failed desires, forrest fires of mistrust from betrayel and liars/
Screwed over by suppliers, my dealers, people even piss me off when I'm just visitin' tha peelers/
But shit, who wouldn't want to forget, what has been misinterpreted/
Sometimes life sucks, its bad luck for us stupid fucks, but everyone has problems, places where shit stems/
Embrace life and disgrace strife, understand that a word is a word and even a word has the strength to pierce like a sword!
Peace J1N!
Buncha internet emcee's, femcee's, fecees, you're all a different species./
Set in your place tryin ta compete for an internet beat, it's a slow race./
Kinda quick for your paces, buncha bitchs, I bet you're all dressed in laces/
Had ta get on my bad side, make me feel genocidal, said my rhymes where whack./
Quack, quack! Set aside the way that I speak, how hostile my venom is unique. /
Duck... deek... watch your step, slip, fall, but don't lose your rep./
I may sound like a prep. I may dress like one too, but I'm thug enough to say, "Fuck all of you/
you don't know what I've been through, what I've seen, the places I've been./
I've seen shit obscene, shit so mean I just couldn't help but wanna kill ta intervene.../
but fuck, why would you care? You are all gods failed creations... gods nightmare!/
Powdered Lab after revelations!
But don't worry, thats how I felt before, delt with it like a whore/
Sorry for the beast within, the incarnation of my own kinda sin/
I wanna hurt, spout like a sprinkler and bleed like it's a need/
I wanna repent, forget and forgive the torment, just give in to the weed/
Life can hurt, ask mother earth, she's been polluted to the core of the dirt/
I don't mean to be insane, it's just I have severe mental problems, shit that aflicts my brain/
I have problems with trust, problems with understanding, like I'm enveloped in an impermiable crust/
So many failed dreams, failed desires, forrest fires of mistrust from betrayel and liars/
Screwed over by suppliers, my dealers, people even piss me off when I'm just visitin' tha peelers/
But shit, who wouldn't want to forget, what has been misinterpreted/
Sometimes life sucks, its bad luck for us stupid fucks, but everyone has problems, places where shit stems/
Embrace life and disgrace strife, understand that a word is a word and even a word has the strength to pierce like a sword!
Peace J1N!