"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
I guess that's why I speak to myself often, Because I'm the only one who knows my pain, Really. Day to day. You get used to it being a lone soldier for most of your time. An outcast is what was casted upon his broken confidence, Him, Who I once was, slummed, In the outskirts... Continue Reading →
In Jay's written testimony, It reads he's held down by the gravity of his pen. Well, I can relate, As I vent... Allocating all of my memories, It piles, Weighing me down, Like, Never before. Yet, Ridding me of all of my demons that were bobbing and weaving every shot I was heaving, Until I... Continue Reading →
I don't want to be democratic.Nor a conservative.Rather get back at it with another rhythm while I feel murderous...You've heard of it!Already.A child from the ghetto trying to rock steady.Break away from a neighborhood full of guns & rocks,Setting in the outer surface of my character while I dance with the Devil...On most nights,I wrestle... Continue Reading →
The Boys are watching...Sirens at the highest volume as they're clocking in for quotas through our products.Pistols cocking with machetes locking in on every neck to slice through the problem.There's a war going on in a concrete jungle where the Monsters pop up,In all the dark corners you have walked across from...The Boys are watching...From... Continue Reading →
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