perhaps mouthpiece mishaps -
of fiction raps & verbal death traps-
caused a brain relapse,-
all 2 advance for your lryics 2 adapt
attack with excazt raps on adats
leaving your mental no time 2 react-
my posiouns fangs never retract-
black saliva extracts, mixing with blood, brains and tissue-
evaporate your remains, marked off as an evriomental issue-
no dis raps filled with im gone get yous-
juss sparin on tracks, consumed with four oh brews-
heat eject's like pistols smokin pencils and all other writing untensils-
forced to release the beast in form of freestyle missles-
sentinals sent to slay the savy wordship before the point of incertion-
violence is encourged and for certian when superior earthlin's-
get creative and began flirtin' with death ghosts and things that seem so uncertain-
daylight and reality are hurtin' so pull back the black curtains-
capture civilians 2 create cajulities and erase face's magicly-
fatalities seem like paperwork and technacalities(sp)-
my punishment is an eteranity with no thoughts and dreams-
teams of pre-teens with rings of illict beings at the realm under 20,000 leagues-
in a sea of laser beams majorly affectin your sanity-
lyrically stayin 6 inches above 6' 6 in an area well prepared for massive amounts of clarity-
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Don’t take my talk of death personal, see I speak of my death and my funeral cause deep inside my heart is too vulnerable~
My life isn’t all that terrible but I hate it and sit so helpless and hopeless with a six griped in my fist and a fifth clinched, pressed to my lips~
As I reminisce on the past and reflect on how long I will last, with no motivation to succeed, I stay staring at broken glass~
And dissect my intellect, with the highest pessimistic critic giving strict orders to direct my brain to inflict pain to those who strain to gain fame by speaking my name ~
Who else is sick of those who write scripts of “sick shit” to impress the current bitch they with~
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he says my relationship with death is obsessive and what my mind possesses is classified as reckless aggression/
he says to come clean with my confessions, be forgiving for my acts of misconceptions/
pass through the gate 2 reach the heaven's eliminate the stuggle of everyday stressin/
i say its nothing and u aint in my position, inflicting pain on innocent citizens/
when my only intention’s are 2 rape the system an obtain a monetary gain/
Failure see's no restrictions so u made me the target i am...(*damn*) no longer a product of my existence/
for instance; why was i outkasted and sent 2 spend a million minutes in the land of misphits.../
when all i wanted was your acceptance, protection against ill fated infection'z/
i could have waited for resurrection, but in my reflection I see my complexion affected/
with wing-ed demons clutching complex weapons heading in my direction/
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sippin self made solution'z 2 illusions'z
lost in my delsioun'z...conclusion'z of evil'z proven
wakin up drunk, eyes swoll shut...mouth dry as fuck
tired of losin controll...gotta patch up the holes in my heart
exercise my mind, expurge the thick black blood
start gettin oxygen circulating, drop the drugs
rejuvenating my health that the hate has destroyed
toyed with emotions that satan employed
conceince got me paranoid puttin precious piece'z of pride on hold
out 2 collect my gold, as i stroll in the cold with out a care in the world
stories told, and igonred and harmless humans get whored
screamin at the sky tryna get my point across 2 the lord
scorned by the reply when he informed...im'a burn
4 the harm i caused...4 not conforming 4 a greater cauze
so fuck em im'a finish rottin, and let god keep plottin
j law the most hated, the most 4 gotten...13th apostle walkin with the living
day trippin, reppin 816/unforgiven......
of fiction raps & verbal death traps-
caused a brain relapse,-
all 2 advance for your lryics 2 adapt
attack with excazt raps on adats
leaving your mental no time 2 react-
my posiouns fangs never retract-
black saliva extracts, mixing with blood, brains and tissue-
evaporate your remains, marked off as an evriomental issue-
no dis raps filled with im gone get yous-
juss sparin on tracks, consumed with four oh brews-
heat eject's like pistols smokin pencils and all other writing untensils-
forced to release the beast in form of freestyle missles-
sentinals sent to slay the savy wordship before the point of incertion-
violence is encourged and for certian when superior earthlin's-
get creative and began flirtin' with death ghosts and things that seem so uncertain-
daylight and reality are hurtin' so pull back the black curtains-
capture civilians 2 create cajulities and erase face's magicly-
fatalities seem like paperwork and technacalities(sp)-
my punishment is an eteranity with no thoughts and dreams-
teams of pre-teens with rings of illict beings at the realm under 20,000 leagues-
in a sea of laser beams majorly affectin your sanity-
lyrically stayin 6 inches above 6' 6 in an area well prepared for massive amounts of clarity-
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Don’t take my talk of death personal, see I speak of my death and my funeral cause deep inside my heart is too vulnerable~
My life isn’t all that terrible but I hate it and sit so helpless and hopeless with a six griped in my fist and a fifth clinched, pressed to my lips~
As I reminisce on the past and reflect on how long I will last, with no motivation to succeed, I stay staring at broken glass~
And dissect my intellect, with the highest pessimistic critic giving strict orders to direct my brain to inflict pain to those who strain to gain fame by speaking my name ~
Who else is sick of those who write scripts of “sick shit” to impress the current bitch they with~
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
he says my relationship with death is obsessive and what my mind possesses is classified as reckless aggression/
he says to come clean with my confessions, be forgiving for my acts of misconceptions/
pass through the gate 2 reach the heaven's eliminate the stuggle of everyday stressin/
i say its nothing and u aint in my position, inflicting pain on innocent citizens/
when my only intention’s are 2 rape the system an obtain a monetary gain/
Failure see's no restrictions so u made me the target i am...(*damn*) no longer a product of my existence/
for instance; why was i outkasted and sent 2 spend a million minutes in the land of misphits.../
when all i wanted was your acceptance, protection against ill fated infection'z/
i could have waited for resurrection, but in my reflection I see my complexion affected/
with wing-ed demons clutching complex weapons heading in my direction/
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
sippin self made solution'z 2 illusions'z
lost in my delsioun'z...conclusion'z of evil'z proven
wakin up drunk, eyes swoll shut...mouth dry as fuck
tired of losin controll...gotta patch up the holes in my heart
exercise my mind, expurge the thick black blood
start gettin oxygen circulating, drop the drugs
rejuvenating my health that the hate has destroyed
toyed with emotions that satan employed
conceince got me paranoid puttin precious piece'z of pride on hold
out 2 collect my gold, as i stroll in the cold with out a care in the world
stories told, and igonred and harmless humans get whored
screamin at the sky tryna get my point across 2 the lord
scorned by the reply when he informed...im'a burn
4 the harm i caused...4 not conforming 4 a greater cauze
so fuck em im'a finish rottin, and let god keep plottin
j law the most hated, the most 4 gotten...13th apostle walkin with the living
day trippin, reppin 816/unforgiven......
