A Souless Flow
Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 9:52 am
I'm a souless human being, in a way I'm a ghost, mirrors portray me as smoke
I slay every day with a verbal array that is crazy and dope to those who say I am joke
i laugh, maybe I'm close, you can't deny how I'm amazin the folks
testify, as I'm rephrasing my quotes, I have an endless supply, as i graze thru my notes
this is a new phase, displaying my growth, today I'm swaying the votes
like sway, touche, erase what I wrote, I'm a mic savage like that shady radio host
I've got the stroke-again, control-the-pen, my sole-defense is my flows-intense
my whole soul-has-went to solace, no-sense of what home-is, I'm homeless
my hip hop annulment, dulls my sense to the moment, but I love the suspense
all I see is bloody fuzzy events the microphone is my opponent, troubled content
doubles the conscience thoughts, no love loss in the game, just pride & shame
you lose more power than you try to gain, the lies and pain, will have you die insane
I reclaim my violent brain to silence lames with more trials and tribulations
than michael more style manipulations than you might know, life like imitations
look at the risk your facin, when you put me on these nasty beats
I smash these geeks they die in anticipation like catholic priests
my last release was a master piece, I'm liberating another piece with classics flow
back to show I can still rap masterful, now you assholes know
I slay every day with a verbal array that is crazy and dope to those who say I am joke
i laugh, maybe I'm close, you can't deny how I'm amazin the folks
testify, as I'm rephrasing my quotes, I have an endless supply, as i graze thru my notes
this is a new phase, displaying my growth, today I'm swaying the votes
like sway, touche, erase what I wrote, I'm a mic savage like that shady radio host
I've got the stroke-again, control-the-pen, my sole-defense is my flows-intense
my whole soul-has-went to solace, no-sense of what home-is, I'm homeless
my hip hop annulment, dulls my sense to the moment, but I love the suspense
all I see is bloody fuzzy events the microphone is my opponent, troubled content
doubles the conscience thoughts, no love loss in the game, just pride & shame
you lose more power than you try to gain, the lies and pain, will have you die insane
I reclaim my violent brain to silence lames with more trials and tribulations
than michael more style manipulations than you might know, life like imitations
look at the risk your facin, when you put me on these nasty beats
I smash these geeks they die in anticipation like catholic priests
my last release was a master piece, I'm liberating another piece with classics flow
back to show I can still rap masterful, now you assholes know