Acrid Thoughts

[eMCee Havic]

These acrid thoughts of death and rot
Success and loss invest my thoughts
Sections lost makin me infected an sick
Neglected and pissed so demented my spits
A pessimist cant see the light on a perfect day
So I work enraged waitin for a certain day
. too let loose and release that which is bothering me
The wandering beast whose constantly mean
This monster in me has breached the ground
He bleeds his sound as he weaves around
I need profound things to keep me entertained
My mentor aimed for me to center pain
Cold like the winter rain but interchanged
Among this blood, dirt and inner flames
I was born to see in between the black an white
So I attack the mike with a rappers might
Cuz I no longer believe in an after life
I captor spite and mold it into a new form
And In true form I flow it like a monsoons storm
I spew thorns the nasty twisted musician
Cursing the ears of all who insisted to listen
Afflicted by visions darin to tear my eyez out
But in darkness the clarity provides doubt
Inside out, I'm rotten right down to the core
The battlefield king who was crowned in the war
Bound by my sword and pronounced wit a force
Im acrid to your taste buds bitter and raw
People shiver and pause while they quiver they jaws
As I deliver my clause the sinner of cause
Cuz, I could always see the dark side of things
I was an angel once but I fried my wings
Grew my horns in hell and now I am a king

[Quix]

too let loose and release that which is bothering me
The wandering beast whose constantly mean
This monster in me has breached the ground
He bleeds his sound as he weaves around
I need profound things to keep me entertained
My mentor aimed for me to center pain
Cold like the winter rain but interchanged
Among this blood, dirt and inner flames
I was born to see in between the black an white
So I attack the mike with a rappers might
Cuz I no longer believe in an after life


i was really feeling this here ^^ flow was on point and like the content here!! keep at it, and return the feed if you can hommie!

[QwarterZ]

My mentor aimed for me to center pain
Cold like the winter rain but interchanged
Among this blood, dirt and inner flames
I was born to see in between the black an white
So I attack the mike with a rappers might
Cuz I no longer believe in an after life
^^^^^^^^^^I like that

this came out purdy good, then again a majority of your work really does come out good

feeling the multi's as usual! keep writing

[eMCee Havic]

uppiin this piece