So sincere when u hear what I say Steal what I fear and I'll sell what I hate so sincere when it's all so clear When you see what I see and it's all right there and it's all right Ready for the fight Already on the mic Ready to contract Ready to incite Fear. Only an ounce to react Laughter is after the fact I dialed it In just outside of the track I tried trying too bringing it back Then I turned red as I fled Then I fade to black And now I'm dying I'm trying to bringing it back So many times that we will subtract Soul is intact Hacked. So hold your ears out pull your eyelids back Keep your mouth closed And your brain intact. The bloody nose dry While the chin held high From charity to fine dexterity When the win cell climbs I'm a find my clarity Here at the top I can not stop my smile I'm a get vile. I'm a get free I'm a get profound Lyrical is spiritual in sound. I'm a king so I talk down. Continue to follow the crown Laying on the stoned cold ground One thing is perfectly clear even when the crowd is sincere your tears have smeared up your frown Even the weekend is shrewd Simpleton knights Riling the fights in the feud Hence while writing is life A critical cynical light it incites on the mood. I am in tune. Even the taste is in bloom. Salvage the room. Turn back the time until ten till two. Is it true? What the people say about you? What you do? What you don't? Did you manifest while you took that test? I bet ya the shovel it won't. Or did you fall asleep in your seat while the cheap gum held firm at the bottom of your desk? A gravity in protest.

he walked on land, his face is now his hands he bartered near the sands in the shade of the shallow lands   Sitting on a bench with a fist full of chocolates A mist full of pissed off pissing on all of it Gumped is a forest dumped by a mall; a bitch Summed up as a misfit or a halibut. Stomach for the taste of a mouth full of bullshit Rummaged through the shakes like the sound of a quick fix Fire to the spoon, yum, finger licking syringe A serpent in the waiting room stands behind the curtains Humbled by the quake of cigarettes and smoke, Put your ear into the sky you can hear it through the notes, no joke. Heart attack then stroke. double bypass was a laugh not an antidote   Put your ear into the sky you can hear it through the notes no joke.   he walked on land, his face is now his hands he bartered near the sands in the shade of the shallow lands   Standing in a line with a coat full of dynamite The pterodactyl arms are as scary as their own bite empowered by a rifle, imposed by a false might towered by the hype and the aim for a fist fight cowards try to pry for a dollar and a small prize empty out the register and try to save your own life or you can die right here on sight no hero in the headlines a villain chilling primetime put a cherry on top, yeah that sounds about right 30 virgins deep in the terror of a dark night a stopwatch connected to a series of sharp knifes a detonator running wild to a thumb and a smile catch you in a while clutter in the casket, fill it up with hatchets and bullets to take life

When the blood stains on the heavy metal chains and the fangs hang from the main veins March into battle with a sword and an axe Fault in the shadows of a cataclysm I'm trapped inside of minds prison The sentence a penance a privilege a prayer awakens the patience of saviors. A synonym a sentiment is shaken in the blood of Jesus, but the heart of Satan. A new tradition. Extradition in the finest definition. Make a fashion statement. With an appetite to kill your opponent. Glory be to god praise Allah kill them all kill yourself just for fun praise the father and his son not the moon coming soon fuck them and fuck you too.

Bright lights In the fright of flight Strike hype and the fight ignites So let’s all meet in the middle of the street at night to fight Eyes wide with an appetite The fist go might for a slice of life Live as if you’ve died twice Live as if you’ve died twice Roll dice with your sights to fail, Kites, flight at the heights to sail The mic drop stopped, where the shop derailed The talk walks at the size to scale Chop chop on the dusty trail, Before your clock crops And the pale chalk prevails Live as if you’ve died twice Live as if you’ve died twice

My death clock waits for a chance to buy a hand strikes wild with the sights to smile I set my sore eyes on a trance to dive My splash is a vivid splice it arrives to life shift the paradigm with existing trials The pattern resolution is a blistered hive I call the kettle black and I'll settle for a little less cutting slack dressed I attest to a black tie As the clouded smoke arose from the broken Let it be known that the tribe here has spoken Like poison found within potion. a tidal wave dies in the ocean Movement like forward motion Your eyes are shut but your mind is opened. Take me to your leader with the mask of tyranny Fast I will clash with the flash and the fear in me Simply stated I’m over rated cuz I try to compensate for being outdated. Back to the start we begin at the end. Watch me fade into oblivion My illusion of freedom is only pretend. Ill send a message to claim and defend That intentions of shame blow in the wind The face of a stranger not of a friend. Eye on the inside Shrine to the tall sky A lie on the inside We hide on the outside