Lord seven

I can't lie I'm ashamed of my own actions but what are u meant to act like when everyone u loved turned on u for pussy n drug riches tried to murder u an leave u in shallow ditches m o b money over bitches yea ok thats y I was left with my brain hanging out of my head needing stitches crawling out of a bloodbath fucking weak bitches Rewind back to 99 we were wide eyed juveniles Running streets at the age of 15 little gritty hard headed criminals We were like the wild ones the originals Walking terrorising  reptiles the cannibals Rolling in European whips chrome n wood grain two toned convertibles We were like  Capone evading Elliott Ness  the untouchables Dangerous disgusting n rich I could bring the travel channel to life u can have wat Eva u like bitch Bemuda Bahamas c'mon pretty mama key largo u no beach boys the koko Moe My mini roscoe flow asylum suicide gown the world is a stage this is the devils sideshow The carnival of broken dreams this is how a carnival grows Fast  foward towards present n I'm still reminiscent of the crime sprees I committed as an adolescent I've been a little reluctant n hesitant Walking redemption my concomitant Of my life of violence n brutal crimes This is a street artist militant  rhyme A artful dodger back in the day cryptic design I am lost in translation beetle guice it's Showtime Angel of death mighty ducks of Anaheim Flying v for vendetta the shredder the decapitator executioner black mask  beheader The oblivion Lord zero hail storm finesse the trend setter The one mr Don Leo the killer of rain the pennywise under the drain The red balloon rising against wind the lonliest clown in pain Victory has beaten u all I'm bane nobody cared who I was until I put the mask on I am bundabergs reckoning Lord zero portal diving the vein My dreams shatterd my heart ripped out of my chest everyone I ever loved betrayed n left me for dead I'm now judge jury executioner judge dredd About to go postal on a bunch of lieing scums n paint the streets red Enough said I'm ready for bed watching my enemies bled and becoming invisible n escape u no fled watch were u tred im a nuclear war head a mine field use a needle n thread to disarm my arsenal rage a doomsday page i set the apocalyptic stage im basically trapped in a iron cage I don't haveto b in jail to b doing time this my artistic militant rhyme street freestyle top of the morning to ya I'm fine