"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
My style will leave you augmented. Off lyrics. I'm a boss livin livid,. With a coffin in the ground for any rapper with a bar trying to scrimmage. Ima ball, Leave you winded, When I cross and leave you injured. Get you clawed on the block, Like Kawhi Leonard. Call your girl up, Get her,... Continue Reading →
Living in your head is like a double edge sword. You either go to war with every demon who swarm any ounce of happiness you mourn every morning, Or. Accept them as an angel we adore, Where the only differences are the horns that are scorching! Instances of messages through the smoke that is soaring,... Continue Reading →
It's hard to even "want" to exist when you feel like everything you do is wrong. Almost as if your own voice is on egg shells. And, You won't even know the reason, Really. There's never an option of knowing. You just sit there quietly, Letting the internal box get smaller and smaller as your... Continue Reading →
Have you ever had a pain, In your head, That doesn't go away? For days. Weeks. Months at a time while becoming crazed, Internally? What is truly hurting me? The question driving me insane, Into fits of rage. Clothed by my anger and the memories I hate... Can't remember when I didn't have them. Havent... Continue Reading →
Look at him. Smooth, Cool. Mouth full of cigarettes... Look at him. Holding his daughter's hand, Face full of smoke, Sprinkled in ash... Look at him. Smiling while styling, Profiling. And buying in the thousands! Many, Many, Many packs for all the stress that's piling, On his shoulders... But, What about his daughter? Coughing from... Continue Reading →
I'm not going to change. It doesn't make sense to fix what didn't break, No matter the pain. I'm cool with the cracks... I know I'm dope, Smoking a pack of rappers looking like food on a plate, For me to cope... I'm coming for everything I deserve. All of my life, My heart has... Continue Reading →
Flow melodious. Copious amounts of words stitched with loneliness. Showing you two ways to live, Morpheus-like. Either indulge in pleasure forever demonized by Dorian's Plight, Or paint scenes of Love and Truce with yourself... No longer blindsighted by trauma jotted in scars plotted and fold those hands dealt...
Volcanic thoughts errupt from a mind, Disturbed by his own. Blood coursing through his veins, Similar to They, Yet, The difference shows within our actions.... As I'm surrounded by quils, Paper as my shield, Ink representing all the tears I've spilled, I swim inside of my vision, Given the darkest tinge of red... I accept... Continue Reading →
Raised in the home of Hip Hop, Mind flows in rhythm, Instilling feelings, dispositions catering to healing. What else was left for a kid dealing with no home? Instead of staying in an Avenue that would've made the inner depths of our soil, My home?...
Nobody wants to be there, Nor here. As I also just want to disappear... Be my own puppeteer, And control myself a little better while I'm under the weather. But, Whatever. I keep writing verses, Helping those who are hurtin', Even if my own words don't help me most of the time... It's hard to... Continue Reading →
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