#LitLikeLiterary #LyricalGeniusUnleashed lyrics: some level playing fields for real bevel those edges devil's in the details like in females or stages sometimes gotta rage ink across 69 pages 'til i toss the phase like a boss or mage quickly crush the blaze into a single point a tiny ball, a singularity, it's scary G so light this joint for your health while i lift this imploding black hole of rap goals and stack it up alongside the other balls on my long shelf my pride isn't in healing others but in helping myself deal & maybe that changes someday but for now it's a strange play like Kabuki i'm captivated / or is this all just masturbation? Do you think i’m stupid? Well, don’t blink fool. just passed the last gas station for eighty miles i’m fading so drive away into the horizon line surprisin’ to find no end in sight i bend light with prism crystals rainbow diffraction strange though it’s happenin’ my rhythm skills gained more perception / change my direction / rhyme like i might stain some bedding / this range we’re heading toward Full of angry warlords / skulls on poles alongside us Don’t get beheaded or gored or lit on fire cuz No retirement / true rhyme scientists / hold the knife That cuts the bleeding edge / What frees the seeds to burst to trees? / Me. / Grow it on a ledge over the ocean because folks need to know I’m not one of them some of them believe I’m the grim reaper / I’m not death, don’t ride a pale horse / astride the liminal But I’m a criminal / a sin teacher / my grin rictus / so let’s go deeper / this flow meets my whole reason to keep breathin’ so go further / hold mirrors up to some though objects may be closer than they appear in em! though fear of it’s no reason to treasonously admit it’s out of season when you’re sprouting lesions not spoutin’ legions Of dreamscapes and night terrors alike / So bare the weight of this fight It’s not right to show me two lights and tell me there’s four G, so don’t bore me / just floor it and push the limits of shit when i’m in it blender’s finished pour yourself a smoothie / don’t be ridiculous i’m movin’ ‘cross this page at light speed / Ross Good Wins brings the mood rings’ provided i’m proving you’re snoozing and losing your rage so engage with these lyrics my lit spliff? i’ll share it if you dare to be bold like Gotham Double Black the typeface yo, not Batman’s home you’re back in droves to smack me though so fact is I’ll just pack it up and change towns switch languages / or brains maybe? je m'appelle Rawz Good Win la victoire est à moi Je ne parle pas d'autres langues que l'anglais mais je sais utiliser <PAUSE> Google Translate Fool I’m handling this / school skip it / sip this drool / spit i’m handing you so lit / not on fire / lit like literary books and novels and poetry / i’ll show ya scary throws G / know it’s clean / this flow i mean / so where’d i get it, you’re asking? Not genetic / or specific / rip this quickly / i read it somewhere / where? / well, to tell you the truth... <laugh> EVERYWHERE.