Yo...
What a dark place where my head lives,
Some days I don't even get outta bed its,
Only when I really gotta use the head quick,
Mid-night's , when- i ,begin-my , breakfast,
My head's in,
a state of sedated perpetual med binge ,
And as I've said friends,
Many times in the past ,
I don't even know what death is,
All the negative text messages,
i bet you reflect on what a death wish is,
So when it comes 2 bein' select...leck-lected,
To go connect with ,
The one who created you ,out of what all due respect is,
Remember the great deception?,
When they tried to prick you with an injection,
& almost everyone you knew didn't even question,
When the feds come & offer free bread crumbs 2 the public & they gobbled it up ,instead of ,
Usin' their heads once ,
My guess must ,
Be that they invest such ,
time & efforts,
Into the best measured endeavors 2, perpetuate their clever delivery of litteraly anything that you could imagine only in your dreams ...
Yo...I lied playa',
I meant 2 say your nightmares,
Every rhyme i write gotta have just the right layers,
That ignite snares ,
& when we fight ,chairs,
Get thrown & even flip phones get broken,
Pickin up the pieces of the weekend ,
when I just wasn't thinkin' ,
about the consequences of me freekin' drinkin'...
You know how much heat been,
You been bringing ,
Down on me when ,
I see police men & even ,
Police women ,
Who wear alotta make-up,
That screams victim ,
& a marriage that terrorized them ,even long after the break up,
You say such,
Awful things ,such as ,I may suck,
At makin' music but i'm way fuck..
In better at wordsmith'n..
& verbs written ,
That preserve systems ,
With my superb wisdom,
So if you prefer victims,
As opposed 2 the 4 sure hit men ,
I observe friction,
Inside of the perverse church that supplies the merch that urges men 2 worship their depicted religion,
So if you picked Christian ,
Then a large percentage of them will predict when,
You supposedly die,
That your spirit rose to the sky ,
& your body slowly decomposes,
& the leaches & Beatles eat your car-kus from the toes 2 where the nose is ,
While you lay comotose stiff,
& only your bones is...
All thats left of you ,
Cuz even the breath that you,
Used 2 breath,
Has since been relieved ,
Of its duty ,
2 Let you smell the roses 4 all of their beauty,
Truly, life can be moving ,
My life's like a movie ,
bought the rights to a 1st person shooter ,
Finger on trigger,
Ready to
deliver ,
Hollow tips from this Ruger-
If I had 2 choose between,
Never knowin' truth & seein',
Reality, not 4 what it truly is,
But what the teachers in school insist,
Its not a disc that we live on ,
is a big con,
They show us a big ball,
But how does water stick & not drip, fall,
The logic ya'll ,
Try 2 helio-sin-trick kids'll eventually , potentially, be written & cemented as science fiction some guy invented 2 hide gifts the divine intended us 2 take advantage of & was repackaged up in plastic cups made of nano dust
FlatNasty
