The Attack

Compilation.

I meditate into darkness
Console with my soul
And discover I'm heartless
And forever the farthest
Sealed from my fate
I'm the oddity of and anomaly
Anonymous and prospering
From an inaudible calamity
Vast in my acts of insanity
Fast and exact with my facts and profanity
Daft and manically
I dissect sentences' form
Translate and mediate words
Into lyrical storms
So be warned
I hit spliffs like wicked clowns
Hit the ground
I split riffs when the hammer pounds
I raise mounds
On cement tablet blocks
I stay ablaze everyday
Just ready to rock!

I'm confused and angered constantly
I practice patience
And bask in inaudicy
My brain racks
And has more raps
Than I can track or tag
For the best of me
Its myself testing me
Addressing while distressing
My interest in things
My priority is violence
I own 3 steps to primordial silence
And I cut fine lines in your eyelids
So when you close your eyes
You can't even begin to be able to escape what I did

I've been lonely
Y''all heard this story before
It's horrid and boring
Turning chatter to snores
You w****s keep scourning
Blabbering about money and scores
I'll plastic bag mask you
Leave you screaming for more.

I'm addictive,
Sick, witty, and vindictive
I spit s**t that no city bumps, pumps, or mixes
I inscribe minds
With a series of sixes
This isn't fixed kid
It's rough s**t 24/7

Cast in to Hell fires
Died in dirt
Reborn through rain
I kill with steel,
And often sharpened wood
I live alone
I claim no hood
I leave no trace
Or imprint of dirt
I'm liable to burn bibles
And wipe God from this Earth.

Yeah that's my first stone is cast
My mind expands like blowing glass
Blowing past the stones thrown back
I battle rap to keep track and to attack
All those who threaten my clan
I wind back, and slash facts
To send you to a more holy land.

Like the law over man
I kill children and burn churches
Mosques, temples alike, it doesn't matter
All deserve it.
This is my holy war, y'all heard it
My crusades on the castes
My civil war on society
With lyrics like mustard gas.

With morals so cold
I should be down 20,000 leagues
So leave the lying to me
My pathological spree
With stories resembling s**t like McGuiver season 3
Its illogical
All the collateral damage not dealt to me
I'm not welted with pain
I know its all inside of my brain
But I'm tempted to project it
With a .9mm on screen

And now I'm sandwiched between the classes
Of guys with guns
And guys with axes
With the thoughts that pass the fastest
I clash with the masses
And burn to ashes by fate
My mind is binded
My third eye blinded
My muscles and bones jirate
Mind-fucked and enraged
I write pages in days
Masked by flexible facts and white lies
I create Haze
It's strange
But it's me nowadays
But I evade the astranged
Who remain in disdain
I exhume pleasure thru fear and pain
And I cast fear through dimensions
When one simply mentions my name

I'm sick and vivid
My s**t never mixes
It explodes on contact
If you're the least bit submissive
I'm abrasive and invasive
The closer I get
The faster your heart races
My voice's sound waves
Leave you needing braces
You're folding two dueces
While I'm holding three aces
And two faces
So know your place, b***h!

Author's Note

Um...I don't care.