Why do I hate myself
because I am bad for my health...
if i ended my life
i wouldnt have to think twice
because this life would be ended as quick as one second into the future
gutter ball, hit the mark, acupuncture
hit to the body, id falter
go as low as snowballing in a bitch, ressurect the earth surface
turn into play dough
oh no
i feel the world coming up from the botttom, hands on my knees
willing to let go, and than i sneeze
reasons why im coming up with the dopest rhymes
therefor im just magic, illusiongentic
mushrooms, ive never done drugs
take pain as a alternative, alternate rotations
the worlds dim, but than i see a light
keep going, thats why I am
still alive and not frightin
breathin oh lord im breathing
try not to clutch, tape worms in my stomach
vomiting prefussually, i aint no pussy
newbies nothing no where to go, tired these voices
what are they good for
lies between lies, just stack up lies, i need to get the downsize
making mp3s on my android, download and upload
whats this life for... i aint scared of you invisible faggots, what are you here for
total warfare, glutton for more hate, than you could ever ask for
i dont to bleed, i dont need to plea
im just armed for that moment
some poetry I wrote,, i was planning on using this rap on a instrumental..
more shit I made im just updating this
a voice beyond the edit
cant get no credit
money made, is money paid
you have fast cars. i have fast thoughts
freight trains stack cars, spray paint side cars
spread eagle, pornstars, star wars galaxies intravenous
intervene, mean machine, a nuke cloud
is all i need
bad seed, suck on the knob, and open up doorways
12 gaidge, grand theft auto side ways
fleas itch, in this bitch, i am a birth of one half of your life you call yours
rain it pours, stories stored in mental harddrives allocated ignores
hotter than a tea kettle, heavy metal violate the overdrive on your guitar level
sever seven deadly sins, open up and chin up, spit up a malfunction in your airwave
ride my wave, point saved, bodys slaved
harvest for the kill, open the fridge n chill
complicate the maddness, yes its real
put your hand on my head and feel
absorb the energy, in my district
sickness, simplistic, play a disc in your radio
mc kasper, open up your stereo, lets your mind in
audio tunage
increasing limits
shit, im done......... no gimics........
check out this dope tupac shit
some dope tupac AI Shit
its awsome to see what AI can do, some people dont like it, demonic kinda they say....
whats for breakfast
as always check out my http://www.soundcloud.com/talion2k
i keep fucking with that VR, i am going buy a meta quest 3
im always intrested in action games
specialists half life mod anybody????
anybody willing to be a shadowman???
I truly enjoyed reading the poem. I truly love your word play. Lance you have a gift bro!!!!!
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