I exhibit the tranquil chaos, of a strangled Adolf, rioting an Angels séance A diversion of a brethrens hope while relations pace lost, with statements paid off, by the Archaic fake Gods, the disturbance is selective trope
get trashed with divine rage, click, click, symbiotic castanets high gauged To damage ya life veins, left ‘out of ya realm’ like being cast for the Ninth Gate
On the brink of wars Holy ghost, he who thwarts, mostly boasts.. a link to warn, souls an goats, ‘expect a return’ like Bill Gates Portfolio
inflicting prose as a misanthrope, like listen Hoe, a dames thong, our ‘Date On’(Dayton), have ya missing spokes… Thatz just the beginning, expect a double helix convergence As I turn people to servants, evil with a lethal deterrence Pipe bombs so the cookie crumbles…I’m the Keeblers insurgent When I prey upon the cretins, I’ll enflame the psalms of heathens ‘Draggin’ ya beliefs through Triad oaths like an Asian mob allegiance (dragon) as the days is long an breathin, the rays will dawn ya reason… u think doin labor, while heaven with a slurpee is getting paid upon completion? that’s an immigrant innocence, societies kindred wince in repents still on the surface, cant see a glaciers danger without Inuit vigilance a puppet afraid to get ya feet wet, building momentum without kinetic etiquette no segued rhetoric, I’m ‘burning the strings’ with a Jimi Hendrix penmanship its no ‘current’ debate like stations with a crew, ‘anchoring’ the news, that I’m ‘tribal b***h, when I shake spears’ for the Taming of a shrew… observations have ya ‘body scanned’ when ur a ‘patient’ in the nude, cant get ya ‘hours back’ not even with daylight savings in ya youth smokin blunts like Jamaicans in a room…’weights’ within the truth.. u just pickin up speed for the ice ahead, remember theres danger in the ‘luge’
Your delivery is so f****n sophisicated and artistic. That s**t is like "mideval neo hop" lol. hahahahahaha. Brilliant. You got a way to punch the reader in the face without opening the door. Building momentum is the perfect title to this joint because its as if your writtings are stripping themselves of eloquence as they run towards the telephone booth to turn from a very distinguished clark kent to a very ready and able superman. lol You a wizard with that s**t Sinceer Potter.
This s**t was hot, Sin... lmao @ Z.. "medieval neo hop"... I'd say it tied in that medieval with futuristic and bad a*s interplanetary metaphors... You been leaving your portals open or something?
When you write things like this... do you actually have to sit and think about it? I'm thinking, no, that it just comes to you and you write it down and then look back and say, "Damn, I wrote that?" lol... but I could be wrong. Either way, your style is unparalleled and your skills reach to new level daily like a pork eater's blood pressure. :P
just looked down and lmao@ Sinceer Potter.. hell yeah.. put a mark across your head, Sin! You're gifted!
Your delivery is so f****n sophisicated and artistic. That s**t is like "mideval neo hop" lol. hahahahahaha. Brilliant. You got a way to punch the reader in the face without opening the door. Building momentum is the perfect title to this joint because its as if your writtings are stripping themselves of eloquence as they run towards the telephone booth to turn from a very distinguished clark kent to a very ready and able superman. lol You a wizard with that s**t Sinceer Potter.
Yeah..... This was definitely sick.... Where are you pulling this from? You seem to have climbed mountains Pa! I read this and smiled. You have the bars lined up... the rhyme was on pace. I am in awe over here.