Vendetta

A track on my forthcoming album "Indestructible"

The force of light clashes, passing thru lands of mindless masses

Your destiny crashes, and is severed by fate

Don't panic, stand still, ain't no way to escape

As torment commences you'll feel a lil sting

BUT DON'T WORRY B***H THAT WON'T BE A THING

Twisted and profound; mental flagellation is key

The rhythm I speak, whips worthless thoughts that mean nothing to me

You're a rehearser to me, spitting the same lie

A spaz but macced out like you're Super f****n Fly

From friend to vendetta, you pulled your last straw

So step to my rep and get a deck to the jaw

 

“Silent and vicious,

Violent and malicious,

You ain’t neva gonna win”

 

I was born vaccinated from vain,

My heart is vacuolated and dissected of pain

Severing the spine of six Siberian’s,

I inscribed the snow,

With gray matter and spinal fluid, my wickedest flow

“Hear ye” says the crime scene,

“And let ye listen well,

Those who don’t gain purity, ye will go to hell

And thine who go to paradise, shall be setteth with flame

Besmeared to the blasphemous

Of delaminate morale, and induce a deleterious name”

Deranged and inflamed, I’m itchin’ for a fight

Falsity is the fall of the city, in the middle of the night

Your head’s piked, like a village, in lineage with war

A death strike, and swift flight, leaves your head on the floor

 

Chorus X2

 

I got insane skills with calligraphic quills of the

Inanimate, but I'm famished by the way all this pain feels

I stand still, trying to be the better man

But my hatred for you is like war to a veteran

You’re novice skill is like a letterman,

I’m just poison

Toying with the idea of a vendetta plan

I said it man, infinite like the dividend

Intricate, and perfect and passing on to the promise land

No gun in hand, don't exist like a gunner man

A sharp stick, is my way you enter your slumber-land

You’re the dumber man, don’t need to be pack gats to whack you

So watch your back, Jack, cause that’s where I’ll attack you

Author's Note

ba ba black sheep

Reviews

[Scott Durham]

I can tell that you are becoming freer with your words, but I feel you are still witholding. As if you are hesitant to let us know everything. That's what we want to know, EVERYTHING. The timetable on all the damage you plan to inflict is a little shaky. With such a series of visual incidents you might want to lay them out more evenly. I love the writing and the texture of it. Nice goin'!