All Harm Intended - DarkFall - Dark Days - 2026

facebook rappers all offense intended my rage needs to be depleted and circumvented you need to be deleted defeated fatally represented presented as resented conceal the beast release it you can't unsee the dimensions or destinguish the gravity relitive to clarity pf sanity calamity situations growing critical cynical analytical ground zero I'm a super hero the closest thing you'll ever see when you see me out and stalking it's best to just flee so me my guest and not a pest and flee ill take you down with glee analysis analyze synthesize and prioritize my a manipulative plan applied to bring your demise to land grounded confounded dumbfounded dumb fuck you're a star struck shmuck stuck trying to make a buck on bad vibes sad lines and bad luck what the fuck I'm a legend with a brand that the world demands I'm a tidal force dark matter I'll sit back as your molecular composition degrades repositions scatters and splatters soon you'll finally fade as you wade into deep waters like a shark as it lurks and prowls waiting to slaughter I'm a night owl and a madmad sanity teeter totters I'm the one objection and rejection you can't withstand my proposition destruction is the dogma I'm at the pinnicle sittong between the borders of disorder and order I'm not a reporter but i report ln what i see what i see essentially becomes a part of me that will never cease to be retaliatory but i fight not for the right but for silenced fuck you all fuck the orders fuck your order of conventional contention you're a fucking disorder you keep drawing closer as my fuse grows shorter I rule with and iron fist and gold mic 🎤 and a lyrical hit list metaphorically not literally my bars are hard and blistering you all need re-conditioning so while i have you listening and i enjoy my air conditioning you can shut the fuck up sit the fuck back i don't expect you'll have a chance to relax while i ridicule your minuscule compositions Manchurian candidate appropriation and alotment of falsely applied vindication metaphysically physical in spiritual rituals the conditions within me are hellish inhospitable rap isnt one size fits all you shape the material to meet your dialectical differentiations intellectual saturation regular joes confused by foes who now rule our nations everything with you is a situational complication well here's the oversimplification my bars are nuclear spitting radiation in concentrations you boys suck cock and blow glocks trying to be 2 pac and record it ln tic toc and mock me for reality check you arent even ten cent in rap you're in the bottom 10 percent but still you attacked while relentlessly over stacked in dimwitted declarations being me I'll accept your implication but I'll see you go like a wave in a river you'll go with the flow until the flow bestows your path and then you'll know this is death row doing life strife with a knife shit i bet you're all prison wives I'm fine being me fuck being you