*listen to my music listen when you dream listen when you sleep listen when you think listen when your stupid listen when you drink listen till you see how i invision things ill start at a simple speed* i'm a verbal masochist and spit infernal adjectives to start infernos burn your mattresses im at your address with a bag of shit i blow off steam like hittin my maraxus bitch your about to get your asses kicked im the hoot of a night owl with the shit that i type out my style is quite vile i use it to fight smiles honestly ruthless on the beat with my music imma bee stupid its comedy like on the 3 stooges im eatin ramen noodles rinsed with body fluids in a lobby now that robbie's useless i can calmly use this beat to leave you neutered i flow odor you refer to terds for yeah my words are murder so absurd that once i heard the verdict i finished my sentence ill spit at a reverend then tell him to guess my confession i invest in impression skippin the lesson rippin the test into sections ill ingest your intestines then get depressed when sex isnt mentioned a common abomination with an atomic bomb in the basement my conversations are a combination of the consummation of constellations the complications of constipation to confiscate your concentration

i know this is not what you wanna hear i thought i should be honest here calm and clear comments for the common ear ive written sonnets for allot of years just to conquer fear these notes are my religion because i know my soul is missing this is a coping mechanism i show a flow so sadistic it steals your hope when you listen i explode and go ballistic sweatin like im leaving a sauna its hard to keep calm i cant breath when i wanna i dont end a sentence i just lead with a comma i wanna be on a beach with a pina colada ill be gone in autumn if i get a job i stall in an automatic im what you call a tragic accident after this action is over im crafting a passionate poem for my lack of having a sober thought my glass doesnt have a coaster im a fuckin human sacrafice so ill never look passed tonight ive been rappin for half my life snappin at the sight of a track and battlin flashes of light no one has what i have on the mic voice is like a stab from a knife im commin in the night your a celibate dike if your bumpin this i know im telling it right i write in the candle lit light, light press on the pen penmanship terrible tear a hole in the note i spent half the night writing just to sound bearable then start again

this is what happens when your aggravated at the lack of imagination when rappin and haven't stated the fact that you backed away from the passion infatuation with havin to craft a statement trapped in your aspirations plan to have fame from creatin my poems bow to applause after playin my shows then go on a date with raven symone ill be able to fix my eyes and fuckin pigs will fly ill make your face look like you ate a foreskin my tape recordin is laced with agent orange i make endorphins i sound like fillet accordions a freudian slip away from more than a bit deranged i lay dorment awake to stay informed of mistakes that form a brigade in my brain stormin the gates i was born insane as norman bates and my attention span is a twitch of the second hand i betcha cant spit half as good as me on a record man ill wreck your plans bitch and not feel bad about it my raps astounding i could spit for seven hours understand my head is clouded but its set around this out let i dont give a fuck whats said about it my flows phenomenal i go geraminooooo your notes are nominal my bars are dominos leave common folk with scared abdominals ive wrote alot of poems so i feel not alone even though their monotoned syllables on optimal givvin foes a cock to blow my flows unstoppable but imma leave you wantin... more

im a generic guy so i don't have a fancy label i nail my rhymes on a table with ten staples nonsensical letter placement unstable but with 4 lines ill have your spine at a rect angle so dont try to square up to me i tear up a beat like bear cubs eat things that stare up trees im speaking of rodents elite with the flow since my fuckin homework made no sense radio lately is just trash that's been recycled i was supposed to recite this polite though but my pad spiteful and pens a rifle call me a pussy, cause i flow like a menstrual cycle bloody discusting too complex to understand im the fucking best this pen in my hand settin the standards my plan is to stand on your last nerve im a savage that demands to be heard bastard crafty with the words and the capacities absurd for the masterpieces i need to speak that i have in the works throw any beat like a ball ill rhyme with it ill pitch my dick to a bitches mouth in the ninth inning thats third base i word rape blind women (they didnt see me coming} im kidding with my childish lines i'm vile at times your miles behind i am defined as the violent kind and i could battle you with a si o lent line that a dude im having an attitude to smack a fool have em shakin like rattles do if you got beef bitch ill turn you into caddle food for those of you who think im lackin in platatudes i could half ass a line and say whatever thatll do im torn between contemplating why i was born and masterbating to sciemies porn on that note im beatin off speaking awful teachin all you fried frauds my speach is raw i eat big mac rappers my flow secret sauce unstoppable hip hoppin on a beat or naw ill go accapella to rock a fella beneath his jaw a shocking teller of art when i'm speakin my bars a lad in his prime defeating jafar out in the street wile your beepin your car i bet you eat asphalt concrete and the tar on fleek but that word is retar... dead is how im leaving any instrumental you couldn't write what ive said with twenty frickin pencles get defencive i offend you its hard to be discreet and vengeful im not the least bit gentle ill wreak any record you pretend to contend me with bitches ill put you thru a series of unfortunate events with my writtens like lemony snicket i tend to be vicious you cant afford rent and for your neck to get seventy stitches i recommend you forget what you potentially witness my flows perpetual motion set to explode when i'm left in the open its like im ryu fuckin yellin hurdokien my flow causes destructive erosion its like your stuck in the ocean or whats sucked from abortions cause even to your mother, you where nothing important

often im waiting and sitting in silence like im lost on a plane with 21 pilets i think of the pain the shame and the violence inside of my brain ashamed of the time wen i saw you and didnt say what i wanted that i made you a sonnet with pretty words on it but you said im worthless and i failed to comment often im broken and lost in the words that ive spoken tossing and turning deep in an ocean trying to leave my emotions and its hard to speek when im choking often im alone in rooms that are crouded i know its good times but my mind wont allow it my thoughts are so loud that my sadness is shrouded by smiles and laughter im often trying to answer a difficult question that only exists if death isnt mentioned but honestly i might die of depression i am trying digression of mind so i wont think all the time emotions change in the blink of an eye im guessin on why im alive when im dieing inside then i get dressed and decide to start the day but the days just arnt the same its hard to try when my heart is grey and ripped apart and scared in ways i used to find the art in strange but now its blood and carpit stains when im out side it starts to rain and im in part to blame its hard to explain often im waiting and sitting in silence like im lost on a plane with 21 pilets i think of the pain the shame and the violence inside of my brain ashamed of the time wen i saw you and didnt say what i wanted that i made you a sonnet with pretty words on it but you said im worthless and i failed to comment often im waiting for someone to listen to say that the strength they where given from what i have written let them make a descision and stay for a muinite to put down the gun the knife the rope Maybe if i say what i wrote youll change today and save the note some in life just need a ray of hope but often im startin at a page thats blank cause i cant make a change of pace in my life i feel like im a waste of space and i cant make it thru the day so what the fuck should i say what the fuck should i say that im stuck in a place where nothing is safe whats in my head has fuckin betrayed me and something deranged is hiding inside there wanting to play let me out i hear the sound of the noise i hear the sound of the noise the voices around me the noise is a stounding i hope that they dont know i am frowning often im broken and lost in the words that ive spoken tossing and turning deep in an ocean trying to leave my emotions and its hard to speek when im choking often im alone in rooms that are crouded i know its good times but my mind wont allow it my thoughts are so loud that my sadness is shrouded by smiles and laughter i hear the noise of questions and i am devoid of answers i dont enjoy a damn word spoken but they grow on me like cancer if the questions why are you alive id tell you its to see the day after this one , even if i dont, because once its done you either learn to cope look on the brighter side or get numb cause i hear your frightened cryes your lifes are something i decide to cherish and thats why im alive often im waiting and sitting in silence like im lost on a plane with 21 pilets i think of the pain the shame and the violence inside of my brain ashamed of the time wen i saw you and didnt say what i wanted that i made you a sonnet with pretty words on it but you said im worthless and i failed to comment

i was stoned when i wrote this you can say i'm settin the bars high i'm getting you all fried spittin it hard im a frickin combo lickin barbed wire and getting kicked in the balls twice i'm not what you call nice i rock a song all night, to shock a con my cock is long as that song inagaddadavida if you're not a believer my comments will leave ya defeated ill leave a fuckin bomb in your speaker im sick like i got a lotta diseases i just bought a pizza and your not gonna eat it im the reason you got deleted my rhymes teach you how to be speechless try to retreat your gonna drop like a leaf bitch im the rotton slime you injected wrong i'm constantly rhymin until i wreck a song i transformed in optimal prime as a deceptive con ill throw tomatos on the stage at your daughter's dance recitle run up and fuckin stab you till your lacking vitals im a broken rollercoaster try to grab a handle im a master of words i bet your bad at scrabble enough babbling imma grab a damn syringe and stab you in the abdomen im attracted to goth chicks this bastard is the opposite of what average is i make music for lost kids and savages i dont know what the fuck to say next i cant pretend i aint stressed fuck life i hate sex the comments i made set on this tape are a great threat pause and replay to retrace steps or be crawlin away from a great mess this hobby ive begun is bad for me id rather die young than see a sad forty by jumpin off the roof at least i have a bunch of damn storys fuckit imma keep goin like your mother deep throatin think your better than me, you must be jokin im elite on the beat, keep hopin and what , you think im sposta open my mouth and run it like a locomotive and give you a private show bitch im broke but my flow is grosser than the hole in your nose is im going to breed evil and clone kids knowing how to speak their own shit i adapted by being a creep you can roll with a full clip of ammo in the hands that wrote it i can crack the molding and leave your dome split attack you holding a peace of your own hip then smack you now go to sleep theres no risk fuckin relax so i can feast on your soul bitch when i am deceased ill have you tappin your feet with your whole click so attracted to me that their slashing their own wrists just to have a chance with my ghost bitch

i'm dastardly i hope you have the audacity to laugh at me cause ill attack you with slashes while your half asleep then reanimate elisabeth bathory grab her ass and ask her to take a bath with me i see my tracks as a masterpiece so if your combating me youll catch a bat to the teeth and a crafted disease so come at me with speed ill attack you at ease when the bastard speeks you better bow to your knees im your majesty actively causing cranial cavities with a titanium ball and chain in a applebees taking all the bacon and snacks i see then happily play scrabble after i eat im a wacko thats babbling i might go psycho im battling voices that have me in fight mode shattering my perception of reality right so im either impressin or your mad at me when this nights over im stabin the average me cause this travasty cant have him die in piece if i could only get a grip i could live with my shit if i can control my brain i can try to stay sane if wasnt a mess id be less depressed and if i didnt have gifts you wouldnt hear this im the master of lyrical massacres multi syllable combinations of adjectives and verbs to have you shaking afterwards ill take a flaming bag of turds then throw it at you as it burns im deranged and haven't learned how to behave il be insane till im dead in a grave incredible with my repetitive ways a sedative aint gunna settle me down i need seventy eight i bredivly state chemically made melodies every day heavily weighted density great weapons steadily aimed at an enemy's face sever their brain and pleasantly wave have you in a jealousy state i cleverly make elegy tapes and tesitily say its my specialty mate the rest of these secondly rate rappers are mentally slaves potentially gay and especially fake im the best in the game with complexity stay up restlessly makin a mess of the place tryin to make a remedy for my festering hate and depression but its my destiny so ill endlessly wait

im glad you all listen to me i appreciate it one day youll be sayin hey at least he made it i used to wanna get in shit misbehavin now i stopped countin all the days i been faded on an unrelated note im high as hell my free shit is undebatably better than what you try in sell im a fuckin ghost on the track maybe ill die in hell and i find all my clientele like a church havin a bible sale you might as well find a guy and tell him side effects dialect is fine and swell cause i can tell you feel what i bump like i rhyme in braille im what you think about when you lye in bed and try to rest the giant amount of time that i invest my style of violent mess is spittin the bile from my intestines its wild how i sectioned it out no second is mild i will inject you with needles infected with hepatitis flow is an over hand throw from leonidas i go in like john holmes in the night with a lead pipe to strike with i just write a flow and recite it im fuckin deranged in the head im the guy whos enraged at major events my minds in a cage its my way of defence i cant fuck your brain if your iq is under the age of consent when you listen to my tapes its like getting raped on vacation youve been afraid im a basket case attracted to lacerations i plan to get payed by half the nation the length of my dick is between black and asian im just sayin that aint even racist im a combination of great and amazing when im making a statement im like a doctor for addicts the my patients is wasted im all rap like mummification im the one and youre stuck in the matrix im fuckin the greatest come and debate it im pumpin your brain bitch cause its dumb and deflated somethin to play with start fuckin complainin i display ancient ways of manipulation so take your fate and erase it ill mix your fuckin lemonade with medication then leave you for seven days trapped in a basement youll go insane when you awake from sedation with your tendons being replaced with bacon by the way i made this when i was blazed and naked sense seventeen ive had a habit awaken for craftin rapid equations of adjective placement its like tappin a vein start backin away son me and rap are a tragedy waitin so if you think your better than me *you was sadly mistaken*

As you left i felt a cool wind i feel like i'm drunk i got room spins never once thought you would do this got me actin stupid used to want new things now their ruined you wont understand if you hear it i was a fan of your spirit i still wait for a random appearance i honestly fear that i cant fathom the lyrics to capture it clearly my rap is aperture theory in fact your endearing a factory clearing im attracted to weird things your plastics appealing at the back of your ear ring see i dont say things to make sense i make friends and absurd statements and i haven't taken 8 cents for my words yet but some verses are tight as bird nests its fuckin workin out i'm on my third rep though ill admit a lot of stuff i haven't learned yet i dont know what to do with this part x3 but i'm learning as i go