Started as leprechaun conning myself, sorry for my wrongs but then god in me yelled, ain’t such a thing as perfect so be odd we in hell, all us drunk given all the fucks that we felt, heaven couldn’t fit us give a fuck we fell, our love got heavy when the bugs felt envy, so we

The ruling class the elite, and all they secrets they keeping I’ll unravel they plans, while they busy worshipping demons Sacrifice for them needed, they the Judas and we their Jesus Crusify us again we’ll be bleeding our holy legion They parasitic, infections, the air wicked

tide rolls in then it rolls out breathe the smoke in breathe all the smoke out no more talk just toking people think i lost focus say i needa finda way to cope tell em fuck you all I know once I finally tie the rope tied the knot now its killing us to be honest it always was

I Ain’t blaming love for being love But they playing with my heart like it’s a drug, they getting high off my heart beat, my heart died then they fucking restart me, I ain’t got rhythm like they used to, know I’m going wicked cuz they used you, told you I was finished made a few

fire is burning, got the desire, the yearning I’m bursting with purpose, and I see through the surface I’m lurking deep in my thoughts, way behind the curtain not just a player, trying to convey a way to say it take your soul and leave your motherfucking body vacant smell of

If the world a stage then outer space is the theater, all our screen writers race for the role of leader, but this might be a double feature, same set with a different ending. Written script of a garden they never intended on tending . #RapLyrics #PoetryInMotion #LyricistLife

Frequency I’m on is freakish and my vibration is speaking to me saying to remain patient, they frequently debating where to keep the beast and leave the world in disarray day that we leave it. It’s not a secret what you believe you will manifest, idea to reality so fuck a

I still have inner rage at the kid from butterfly effect at the potato sack scene. Like on the 1000 ways to whatever stuff. Need to let that resentment go I think but wtf still mad af idk.

Glitch in any program, Freddy when we hold hands. I’m sleeping while the woke waking up to skull and bone dance, well my dome is almost eroded because they stuck a code even da Vinci couldn’t smell the aroma, I’m in comatose flowing all that toast with no jelly shit, training day

Double entendres while writing is or are nice. Without a doubt I’m drunk and probably high and I don’t skate but I’ll rolla-blade into your spine. #RapLyrics #PoetryInMotion #LyricistLife #HipHopPoetry #VerseVibes #RhymeAndFlow #SpokenWordArt #RapCulture #CreativeLyrics

Eyyyy what up, In the year 2525 is here, bonkers, “You won't need no husband, won't need no wife You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too From the bottom of a long glass tube” - Zager and Evans They ain’t too far off granted those lines are for 6565.