infinite poet reversing gravity by spiting verses of illicit metaphorical deliverance my nocturnal rainbow jigsaw encrypted guillotine rhyme design of infinite prime lord finesse mr knifes
ITS GETTING HOTTER ON THE STREETS THESE KIDS STILL LOOK SO YOUNG AND INNOCENT SWEET BUT THEY NOT THEY BURNING OFF THE ROCK RUNING IN PACKS ALWAYS IN THE DARK TERRORISING THE BLOCK IM DRESSED IN BLACK NIKES TIED TIGHT AND A BLACK FACE MASK PICKING LOCKS I CARRY A BATTERY AND RAZORS WITH CLAMPS FOR ELECTROSHOCK THERAPY TORTURE SESSIONS AS I MOONWALK BACKWARDS SPACE STALK IM AN ARTISTIC SUSPENSE DEALER HITCHCOCK IM WAITING FOR YOU TO TAKE A SHOWER IM A PSYCHO IM STARING AT A SOUTH AMERICAN ALBINO I CALL HER HULK SHE A LATINO I WANT TO STEAL HER OUT OF THE SCREEN AND MAKE LOVE AND HAVE A BAMBINO I WRITE THE POETRY LIKE PULP FICTION IM A RHYMING TARANTINO EVERY TIME I PLAY ROULETTE I LOSE AT THE CASINO IM AN ADVENTURER EXPLORER I MAP COASTLINES CALL ME VIZCAINO THESE DAYS THOUGH IM OFTEN ALONE SITING IN A RUINED HOUSE ONE DAY IM PROBABLY GONNA SET THE PLACE ALIGHT KEROSENE PETROL DOUSE WHEN I WAS A CHILD I WENT TO DISNEYLAND AND MET MICKEY MOUSE BUT THESE DAYS IM USUALY GOING TO JAIL STRAIGHT OUT THE COURT HOUSE DIRECTLY TO THE MAXIMUM JAIL HOUSE EVEN THE MAD HOUSE THEY DRESS ME IN SUICIDE GOWNS AND STRAIGHTJACKETS CAUSE I USE TO RUN MAJOR SYNDICATE RACQUETS NOW ALL IM EVER RUNING IS A PICK IN A VEIN MIXING UP A PACKET MY SPELLING IS ATROCIOUS AND MY PUNCTUATION IS DISTURBING IM ALWAYS FORGETING COMMAS AND BRACKETS JIMITTY CRICKETS BATMAN GEE WILLIGAS SCATMAN I LIVE ON A STREET CALLED RICKETS I AM TRYING TO SELL RAFFLE TICKETS GUARDING MY FRONT AND BACK USING PICKETS IM A FAST LEARNER MY BALL NEVER DROPS ITS ALWAYS ON THE WICKETS I LOVE WOMEN AND PUSSY I LOVE TO LICKIT MY DOGS CALLED COLUMBUS AND HE ATTACKS WHEN I SAY SICKIT I LOVE HIM HE IS MY BEST FRIEND HE EARNS HIS CERTIFICATES MY FUTURE I HAVE VISIONED I PREDICATES MY RESSURECTION I HAVE A RISEN MY FINAL ACT AND LAST DECISION IS THAT I HOPE YOU ALL BURN AND THERE IS A MAJOR ASTEROID COLLISION MY CREW IS CRAZY IN MY HEAD I MEAN I GOT NO FRIENDS I CALL US THE RENEGADE DIVISION I AM CALCULATED INTELLIGENT CRYPTIC I MAKE EVERY MOVE WITH PRECISION MY MIND USE TO BE LIKE YOURS AND BRAIN WASHED BY THE TELEVISION NOW IM LIKE A RHYME SURGEON I SPIT FLOW WITH SURGICAL INCISIONS ALMOST LIKE IM TEARING ORGANS OUT WORD BY WORD WITH EXCISIONS WHEN IM FINALLY FINISHED THIS RHYME ILL PROBABLY DO A REVISION YOU NO THAT ADD THIS AINT LIVING THIS IS LIVING LAST WEEK WAS THANKSGIVING MY ENEMIES ALWAYS TRYING TO MEDIATE AND ASK IF IM FORGIVING I TELL THEM BITCH ITS TO MOTHER FUCKING LATE IM UNFORGIVING YOUR DEATH AS A GHOST YOU WILL ETERNALLY BE RELIVING IM A TRICKSTA CALL ME LOKI IM DECEIVING MY ASTRAL MENTAL PROJECTED BRAIN SCANNERS ARE ALWAYS BOBBING AND WEAVING WHEN THEY LEAVE MY BRAIN TRUST ME YOU WILL DEFINETLY BE RECEIVING MY WHOLE LIFE IVE BEEN VERY DEDICATED AND AMBITIOUS CONSTANTLY ACHIEVING MY DIAGNOSIS OF A RARE NEURAL DISEASE WAS VERY MISLEADING WHEN I WOKE UP OUT OF A COMA I WAS GLAD TO BE BREATHING SO YOU BETTER BELIEVE YOU WONT BE WAKING FROM MY REVENGE ASSAULT YOUR FAMILY WILL BE GRIEVING NOW TELL ME LADIES WHOS THE ONE YOUR ALL BELIEVING THEM OR THIS CRAZY DON JUAN MANIAC SEXUAL DEMON TEASING I KNOW RIGHT THEY JOKING TO THINK ITS EVEN A CHANCE OF LONG SHOT ODDS TO SEE ME FREEZING STIFF DECAYING I THINK THEY ALL BE DREAMING
I TOLD YOU A LONG TIME AGO THAT I WONT STOP LOVING U ILL LOOK TO THE END OF TIME FOR YOU RETURN IN A DELOREON AND REVERSE TIME FOR YOU THESE HATERS DONT WANT TO SEE US IN LOVE HAPPY TOGETHER FOREVER THEY JUST WANT TO MAKE MONEY OF YOUR MISERY INSTEAD SEE OUR DREAMS SHATTERED AND MY BODY SEVERED MY MILITARY MIND OF A REVOLUTIONRY IS TO CLEVER MY PSYCHOTIC BRAIN IS ILL SICK IN THE HEAD WILL I BE BEATEN NEVER CALL ME BRYAN ADAMS EVERYTHING I DO I DO IT FOR YOU CAUSE I HAVE FALLEN HEAD OVER HEELS IM ALWAYS HEARING YOU CALL IN THE WIND THROUGH THE BREEZE THE AIR DIRECTLY OFF THE SEA I HEAR THAT FAMILAR VOICE KIND SO SWEET DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL YOUR CRYPTIC IN MY MIND THEY NEVER THOUGHT THAT I WOULD FIND BUT NOW IM DIRECTLY BEHIND YOU IN FRONT OF THEM FREESTYLING A REVERSE RHYME FOR YOU I CANT WAIT TILL IM FINALLY INSIDE OF YOU BESIDE SLEEPING HOLDING YOU DESIGNING ARTISTIC DESIGNS FOR YOU EVEN FIGHTING WITH YOU WILL BE BETTER THEN THE WAY THINGS ARE AS THEY STAND RIGHT THIS INSTANT BABY YOU NO I MISS YOU I WANT TO KISS YOU YOU NO WHEN YOU STARE AT ME LIKE THAT I CANT RESIST YOU EVERY DAY AND NIGHT AT LEAST ONCE OR TWICE I REMINICE OF WHEN WE FIRST MET AND I WANT TO TAKE AWAY YOUR MISERY AND REPLACE WITH HAPPINESS ANYTHING JUST TO SEE YOU SMILE IF 0NLY FOR A LITTLE WHILE EVEN IF IM A SPLIT PERSONALITIED MANIAC AND I NO I SAY FUCKED UP THINGS TO YOU BUT YOU NO I DONT MEAN IT I NEVER MEAN ONE SINGLE WORD NOW WHO AM I NELEE IF I COULD TAKE BACK EVERY WORD FOR SURE YOU NO I WOULD BABY DO YOU BELIEVE ME I NO IM SO FUCKING MEAN BUT THIS ORDEAL HAS TAKEN A PART OF MY GENEROSITY AND KINDNESS MADE ME A FUCKING FIEND AND COLD I ALSO FEEL VERY EVIL ALL I KNOW IS THAT EVERY DAY WHEN I WAKE AND EVERY NIGHT I FALL ASLEEP YOUR THE FIRST AND LAST THOUGHT OF EVERYDAY IM LOST WITH A CLUE KNOCK KNOCK GUESS WHO ILL RIDE FOR YOU DO TIME FOR YOU AND KILL N DIE FOR YOU THEY WILL NEVER TAKE MY MIND OF YOU EVERYTHING I DO I DO IT FOR YOU
I WOKE UP WITH MY LEFT HAND TRYING TO HACKSAW MY RIGHT ARM OFF MY DIGITAL CLOCK TRYING TO SUCK MY DICK SOUNDING AN ALARM IM A BLACK HOLE LYRICIST WITH THE POWER OF NUCLEAR FUSION IN MY PALM MY VOICE CHILLS IM PUBLIC ENEMY GENERAL SLAUGHTER CALL ME SADDAM AS I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF DEATH 23 PSALM WRITTEN IN TATTOO TEARS ON MY NECK IN INK SCARRED MY FAVIROUTE PLACE IS THE MORTUARY CAUSE IM ADDICTED TO FUCKING CORPSES AND SMOKING THE PURPLE LIQUID FLUID USED FOR EMBALM IM A DISPICABLE HANDSOME PRINCE CHARMING I COME FROM A CITY RICH FROM FARMING MY VOCABULARY AND RHYMES ARE DISARMING MY EX FRIENDS HAVE BECOME MY WORST ENEMIES THATS WHY THEY KNOW THAT IM COMING DANGEROUS FANTASIZING OF PHYSICALLY HARMING I CHASE A DREAM LIKE A NEEDLE FIEND CHASING PURITY WITH A AUTOMATIC FITTED WITH SHELL CATCHERS AND A RED BEAM BUT WAIT I THOUGHT WE WERE ON THE SAME TEAM OHH THATS RIGHT YOU ARE SELLOUT MOTHER FUCKERS OBSESSED WITH GREEN IM HIGH OF METH LSD AND NOROZENE IM ABOUT TO BE DRESSED HEADING WEST ARRIVING LATE ON THE SCENE IM WALKING WITH A MAD MANS MANIACAL SILENT SCREAM LAUGHING LIKE A BESERK DEMONIC ANGEL OF DEATH IVE BECOME LUNACY OBSCENE CREEPING THROUGH THE DEVILS CARNIVAL WITH THE SPIRITS OF PAST FRIENDS WHO ALSO TRIED TO PRETEND TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN ITS ALL WRITTEN TO SEE YOU DECEND INTO NIGHTMARES AND WATCH YOU PROTECT THE ROSES YOU MUST DEFEND AGAINST ENEMIES WHO YOU WERE TO QUICK TO TRUST AND BEFRIEND THEY SAY THE FIRST TO SAY THEY LOVE YOU WILL BE THE FIRST TO FUCK U OVER IN THE END NOW IM TALKING BACK TO MYSELF ASSAULTING VERBALLY MY VOICES IN MY HEAD MY SOUL IS READY TO TRANSCEND EXORCIZING DEMONS FROM MY VESSEL WITH A HYPODERMIC NEEDLE AND A THREAD THE NEW FAD IS MY OLD TREND IM AHEAD OF THE PACK IM A ZOMBIE WALKING LIVING DEAD HITCHING A RIDE WITH SANTA FLYING ON HIS SUPERNATURAL SLED IN THE ELECTRICAL MAGNETIC STEEL SKY OVER HEAD MY PRE MEDITATED VERSE OF MURDER WILL BEHEAD LYRICALLY PSYCHOLOGICAL ANNIHILATE CAUSE TERROR IN THE LAND WITH A TWIST OF VENOM AND DREAD
My lyrical prognosis is like a deep split drug induced psychosis personalities of black eyed alienS silently muttering ferocious amphibious deep water thermal aquatic electronic energies casting liquid highlighted ultra violet acidic potions spells like sticky slimy lotions i should of never been near the bottom of the ocean mouth of the river i just wanted to let go of the notion steam roller rolling in my head powered up insane sweet emotion full throttle straight to the main source of automation repeating the source code in reverse mode i seen a biomechanical hybrid car with a screen for a face its lips were a chrome grill it started to construct bars spitting chronic lubricated off tap tone free styling mechanical organic artificial intelligence he appeared to have grown as his exhaust spat six foot flames as his system free flowed while his neons pulsated and shook the ground below as his deep dished titanium rims glowed its alive i thought he said call me Frankenstein i was like wat the fuck you read minds and then the robotic metalic giant replied jump in the cockpit i levitate disintegrate teleport into the mind of the humanoid kind i can use the eyes operate with communicating in sign i no who u are fine i am the one that is always jumping in the skin your own crawling zone i just wanted to make sure you are blown away by the way of my exquisite main frame the cybornetic head sick i inter dimensionally warp into the visual effects of the skies as i begin to pierce the atmospheric layers of invisible holographic projected realities i shift in to all kinds of metal objects its hard to keep the same optical illusion of electromechanical metallic automatic fusion i just love abusing electricity currents i chase the taste of hi voltage addiction me too i love accelerants my fucking maniacal hardware overloads it has tolerants i just plug the electrical energy into my computerized cables under my mainframes straight to the i call it short circuit no 5 is alive im fucking smooth automotive i literally conduct lightning bolts n own it my habbit i chase the spiraling vortexes in the fucking skies tro lec frank enstien elic city its alive alive i spit lyrics like i interest critics el be like were can i get a hit pass me the fucking bent lee fit im synthesizing the electronica from this abyss give me the shit lets kick back and let the music explain the situation of the new anti magnetized no gravitational holding us down its a state of the fucking mind time is a lie illusions to keep the world of invisible times happening over the years all at once in a frame of projected backwards rhymes spinning flowing like a disc my deliverance is of the instrument existence of God has given me the strength of resistance i piss excellence for instance sometimes i try to get the right kind of consistence but my brain is unbelievably articulated brilliance i see through the process of planned obsolescence creating marketing overabundance giving expiration dates to everything technological if u never had to replace light globes or buy new clothes wat about the videos dvds i phone obsolete electronic devices are just thrown as the environment implodes self destructs mother earth explodes earthquakes sink holes magnetic polar shifts we are on the brink coastlines are sinking tidal waves dumping tonnes of rord iron in the ocean n they bet in the devastating outcomes for kicks n fun sick rich arrogance forked tounges hiss reptilian in the mist walking around in the human skin when ignorance has become bliss anger will become our last gift ACIDIC OF TAPPP SHITTT I BECOME INDESTRUCTIBLE MY EYES PLASMA RAYS I USE LIKE CYCLOPS I FRY CALL ME WEAPON X PLANET I AM MAGNETIC FORCES MY HANDS CONTORT AND DISTORT STRUCTURAL MEGALITHIC ARCHITECTURAL ANCIENT ALIEN RUINS LIKE A CHAINSAW DISMEMBERING CORPSES I LYRICALLY AM SICK WITH THE QUICK FLOWY SLICK SHIT I SPIT TILL MY EYES DILATE N IM FRIED I DIE EVERYTIME AND WAKE UP IN AN INSTANT ALIVE MY LIPS DONT STOP TILL I HAVE A BRICK FOR A DICK AND ITS EVOLVED INTO A MUTANT THICK SPEWING WEB ON A TRICK PACKETY BITCH THAT I FOUND IN A FUCKING DITCH FUCK NOW I GOT A ITCH I THINK IM GONNA HAVE TO TAKE THIS PRICK CUT THE PUSS OUT TO STOP THE FUCKING TWITCH SHITTTT QUICK PASS ME THAT FISHING LINE THAT WILL HAVE TO BE THE STITCH FUCK MY COCK ITS HURTING FROM THAT BUSTED WITCH BETTER PACK UP MY HOBO STICK I NEED TO MAKE A SWITCH FUCK BOXCAR ELSCAR IS HUNGRY AND NEEDS TO MAKE SOME CURRENCY FLIP THE SCRIPT FUCK BEING RICH I JUST WANT A NEVERENDING 100 UNIT FIT CHEMICHAEL BRAIN SICK SPITTING THAT LUNATIC OBLIVION BACK OF BEYOND HICK SHIT FRANKENSTIEN IVE GONE BLIND THAS CAUSE IM USING YOUR EYES IT WILL RETURN IN 5 4 3 2 1 WHAT THE FUCK AM I SEEING OHH SORRY I REPLACED ONE OF YOUR EYEBALLS WITH A CYBORGS DECIPHERING INFARED NIGHT VISION DATA ENCRYPTED IDENTIFIER I MADE THE EXECUTIVE DECISION I USED THE BARBED WIRE PLIERS TRUST ME THIS IS ACTUAL HYBRIDIZATION MY FUCKING TEMPLE FEELS LIKE MY BRAIN IS ON FIRE YEA YEA ALL PART OF THE TRANSPLANT PROCEDURE HAVE A HIT YOU BE FEELING LIKE A ROBOTIC HYPNOTIC EXTERMINATOR WITH METAL PIECED WITH SKIN WITH IN dont trip mick we are on now the pure shit check this eye watch as frank evaporates into this emo bitch walking past and he starts doing the hell razor shit some call us angels some call us demonic creatures teeth chatering we are the gate keepers known as Cenobites,fine line between pleasure and pain by ripping apart with tiny hooks.attached to chains puzzle box cryptic ancient riddles angels to some, demons to others, whose greatest pleasure is the greatest pain.
every day theres a struggle i just no i can overcome the darkness i can juggle the weight of the burden it feels as if im a smuggle contraband for the rest of my days cause of addictions i can not kick but yeah crime pays fuck that i wish i was with my girl watching the stars in the night skies embraced snuggle in cuddling whispering sweet things in her ear as she giggles playfully n kisses me for days but instead im muddling in a position of blurred reality feels like im failing falling down a deep cavernous hole once again im thinking of us sailing on a yacht just me n u talking until the sun comes up inhaling the fresh aromas of the morning in every new land we find unveiling secluded destinations no drones following trailing just us in a paradise were nobody knows our names no detailing of our appearances no surveilling no snakes or back stabbers tailing but thats a dream im expressing vocally wailing to the back of beyond hailing im pretty much assailing writings of my deepest thoughts and my emotional heart ache telling the story of what my heart truly wanted just wish i could turn the pain into happiness stop the rain replace it with bright sun rays reverse all my mistakes and show my family my love in these dark days every night im just mentally fighting till the daybreak taking drugs to numb my brain trying not to break always lying in a room alone awake feeling as if im opaque needing a remake as my vessel is only just able to partake in the daily activities it is loosing all sensitivity with multiple personalities from traumatic past experiences flowing from within the cavities the wounds of my history still a mystery in the form of brutal delivery still it is a quiet painful misery fuck im so sick of cages incarcerated in the penitentiary counting days down like a gauge measuring the quantity of pain sometime jail is reality still off my brain walking in pages in my personal story as the stages change intermissions become sages as i continue and engage the next set im still thinking of her my mind is stuck in a time when we first met a single melody of vibrational harmonic synchrononcicity forever wishing that could be the design of simplicity and just watching you for eternity would do me better than trying to catch a break in the code cryptic as reverse speaking lyrically in verse sometimes i belive telekeneticly implanted in subliminal triggers in sub concious hypnosis perverted realities a easily assembled in a sick simulation of a multi diverse universes of pre determined time lines like string theories of our infinite encoded data apparently we imploded like the crack rock i smash to melt n inject hypodermic syringes full of atoms in my anatomy i exploded my brain through junkie street psychiatry my ventricular artery became a data stream of crimson entities possessing my infinite knowledge of past lives of significant entries into my created optimal realm of purgotorial fast rhymes my objectional mind runs through a mataphorical labryntyh of cryptic scattered ideas of abstract chemical molecuar motivated immaginations of years i can no longer remember nor see the point of remminicissing the dark nocturnal evil past of my greed it infuriates my mind leaves me impenetrable to hate n fear witch needs to be reversed with love n hope possotivity not negativity as we are a collectivity of a whole experiencing reality we are energy condensed to a slow vibration we are all one conciousness experiencing itself subjectively as a dream each the same as we see different scenes as a physical experience although it seems we are on different teams we have to see the pain like the slow motion of trees reaching for the sun for years we have been lost chasing the idea of fun that we have been sold by a pre suggestive tube of artifical design this requiem for a mad mans dream realities with no purpose except to hurt us and to tell us we are not what we are we are insignificant and to say the lease we are shackled to an idea lost from a story of a man on a cross a tool to control some books should never be opened cause you will by the end understand the reality u just created when you come across dangerous writtings come at a cost like a wandering albatross under the southern cross wallking around the decaying bodies covered in moss i still chase my ghost my shadow sometimes becomes my boss so i double cross n have a break usually at a loss to most im mis understood cause of my aliases interventions playing games with friend or enemy cause of confusion im oblivious to my detrimental consequences my actions have become accidental occurences ghost writing can b a instrumental temperamental display of nonjudgmental observations cause even when i finish writing i have to use a dictionary to understand the dialouge in my rhyming so i portal dive and open infinite realities to reside in when i spit n i hold the mic i usually use extreme timing and priming black hole diving is like rock climbing melting chemical structures to speak out of me clinically designing urban scriptures in litterature chaotic hypnotic disaster speaking faster than me and still i sit in the darkest room like a tomb hunting u yes u the one in my window i portal through room after room n sometimes i get caught up in the views and lost in a chemical i consume but everytime i blink its you i pursue