#klm im ah mad hip hop scientist keep it wet like vagina lips my zion fist my lions grip ..the science is emaculate dont...rime on this no trying this ill stick ur ribs in ur eye sockets when ..im rocking shut ur mouth when im talkin..get the stepping off an air plane with out ah parashoot above the clouds like guru when im halkin...water walkers federation kicking back in alien space ships eating... psychodelic.... psychological ...sykodik mushrooms shrooms till my face went into psychosis see the future now like im ah psychic scitzofranic fantastic cyclo pathic raven im like hulk hogan..throw ur ass out the ring bang ur head on the turn buckle till the stage bent,,,,,.more like federalies get ur ass back across the hip hop border with my rime order I slodder the mind author hanging upside down on my web slangin lrics like peter Parker..I seen my father the other day I wasn't empressed by his mental torcher voices in. ur head it not my fault u took the drugs the devil offered forgetting u had children to raise.to teach um a fathers vision. now im.lost to the streets lost to the system slave to the beat slavecto the rythem metal dead slaves in mental prison. scooting minds off the oshowits hide ur head in ah hole likecthe cartoon ostrich did ...from here to Austria...I throw the rocks on this. my rockets..represent the real forc the true hip hop populous...skirting black ink on these pages to let my words get away from the trouble like a jiwnt squid or an octopus . fuck it i went for broke last year panhandling tears in the cold in the rear the snow froze my ears...fuck it if they want to test me im rude im Ebenezer skroog...greedy as fuck like weres my food...fuck it to tears in a bucket... its impossible for me to see my self doing what I should have done in the past my mind is to vast I dont live in yesterday's memories thrown in the trash ...filled to the top falling off the side blowing through the side walk out side...on the ground out lined in the mind chalk...artistic toons on the eazel squeeze the paint fumes till my faces pocadots like chicken pocks the meazels..I remember back in the days my cuzin youse to play to many fucking games trying to punk me spittingI. my face like he was fuckin hard Trippme up and pulled my card just a cupplee years older use to beat my ass and tear me apart but when we got older the tables have turned ...now im the shark...and ah 3rd.of the madrid family is almost gone last of the mohewkin,s spitting dart,s moving like pawns in the games of life awoken like the dawn...the gauntlets barbarian with ah sword fighting hords for my sole to florish on ah flow..these morans just don't know...all the shit I go through just being in my skin...lord why do I only see only one pair of foot prints in the sand..I feel alone in my head..thank u lord that I atleast have ah bed...because I use to sleep on the streets with the mental dead.rip to all my homeless brothers thats dead u was more like family to me than my own..im dedicated to my self preservation and education.....of the dome...wer3 I be that shall I rome making war like Greek to blow um out the zone like the sheep with one poem go to sleep on the phone radio waves inter waves and make clone,s excavating ur carcass from the crome..
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