"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Poetry doesn't judge. Poetry will never reject you. Poetry will never ridicule you for the feelings that rise up to the very top of your spine. It's why I let it devour my life. It's why I let it consume my soul, With all of its smiles and Laughter washing away each tear from my... Continue Reading →
Wounds drip blood signaling your rise from the ashes. Breaking off a mold upheld by the Masses. Because, It's time for me to eat while I stack bread without whining for a match and, A blunt wrap full of MJ as I rather ball on a stage and keep rappin'... Ever wondered, When is it... Continue Reading →
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 →
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