We understand the statement grace is falling from the pavement takes alot of getting better to relise youre better than these motherfckers who said youre a loser turn around to hear my flow its not forgetting video I show and improve to rid the system of the blisters that invade my area step back from my hysteria anxious as a church mouse half the man I used to be trying to get my sanity broken like the familiarities that crap on our ablillity flatten all these obstacles that reckon with the propiety of listening to riot police let the dogs out of the cage theyre getting kind of claustraphobic bionic arms will take over the city greed and corruption sits so well together with my conception of nothing that you heard before struck out with girls before nothing new or to be proud of tear down the walls grasp at straws that are innocent greet creatures before millitant ways get the better of you struck down by the leviathan praise the entirety of all that youve been living nin creep around the town slowly blinking with the vitamens cause we all know sin out of the can and into the firepit im not what you expected im so unrated but theres more to celebrate than going undetected sick of glitches within the point of seeing clearly we got to get by daily smile at babies whom recite errands daily flushing down the toilet all who never be outstanding rain upon the elastic that pertain to be our leaders but its not even breathing that gets us into trouble its the first and last behind my glass window panes for all care must be thrown to the leaches and throwing up your fists in the abyss of making something while we all getting a raise strange times when we have courage to release the final stage of your computer games which leaves it up to them spit so much flem and give it to our kings and queens it will only ring once and then its over them our reliance on the sun is stupid lets blast it with nuclear weapons no half stepping im prone to itching btches would be digusted if they saw my skin bleeding dream of sowing what you reap im creeping slowly make believe youre under the guise of the grains of rice central asia must have alot of people living closely together ghosts will whisper loudly when I recognise the reason for breaking down barriers slowly slip into another train of illusion you bugging if you think we under mortar shells back to the future no spinner get an open dinner get to sleep in morning get to sleep in winter when I enter the room pull out the splinter no problem with getting what I want I already let that focus no kids to undermine my mojo cant even let you go to my showrrom or kitchen not even got one blast pockets around the sun lets just say we all bout fun slow down when I enter the room your tonal knob of persistance resist the alliance and make fires flickering or Christmas appliances. (I just get carried)

older ryhme

Everytime I see the rain is staying put under bridges can't even let that put me off because of course I sought out more than is reasonable I sink the alcohol unfesible its just that I need to be comfortable, inside blinds my mind to the rational we cash cows grazing in our feilds untraceable I don't want to be so unobtainable, I maintain no status so thats what creates the likeness towards paths I choose crude elements be out of control I flow from the soul or representation of living in the nation of hanguk.



I think I like my older rhymes better as Im not trying so hard.

negative ryhme

Check something I'm bumping canned laughter fuck the afterlife Ill deal with that after I ignite flames connect through motion travel within caverns that forget travel was happening, I attack the solid grave beckoning sell whatever is appealing slice the rotten apple great minds tied with rope to the shovel, Judges gavel hits the wood if I would I could not last even twenty minutes, for all that can be good I realise twenty minutes ago that was when time got slower, than a passing comet, I told you already to drop that would not even stop it (so lay down your weapons)

ryhme part uno

shes collected checking out my records at the bottom of the basement chasing down my figures many digits step to this figurine clock faces should already of have noticed that there's fingers in the pudding / I could have of wrought enough drama under the eyes cancelled what dived deperation crashing cymbals sang reason thought incision.

less militant ryhme (part 1)

Dear Sir / Madam

I am writing this letter to inform the council of Seoul that they are misguided and blind. The city council should install more rubbish bins, period.

best ryhme ever (part 1)

ships unleshed chiefs of priorities i mean underhanded when - I stamp my authority / we coralate beneth the suface worthless kids get jerked off in the final exit - I travel down the footpath / with all your belongings priceless crept away laughing IOU stepped around my market about to cark it so you prepare for tears and voices in shreds not blood before i bled, bleed this forsaken progress /