Forgetten Lines (key)
Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 10:49 am
forgotten lines from a sick and rotten Mind
as often I'm, too damn high to jot my rhymes
a lot of times i trancend into outerspace
i Doubt you'll face another emcee powder keg
i shower sprays like tropical rain seasons
but the main reason i stay is to slay demons
deraved heathen on the line of heaven n hell
wit weapons 4 sale smith an wessons as well
etchin my cell with lyrics written in the levels of hell
the devil himself granted me a life with a debt
assistin my steps to get my rhythm in check
living distressed with a monkey that wont.. give my shoulders a rest
an the older i get this debt will get bolder unless
i can feed the devil soul's when i open my chest
so i'm flooding systems like American carbs in Russian engines
with custom blendings motioned forward like senate spendings
i render paintings verbally unearthin possibillities
the cost is real to me so when i drop it kills emcees
most feel defeat when i'm carving this silver tongue
theres no iller one we can battle after this pilsner's done
no fillers son, my intelligence in fuckin infin-unt
i could spit an stun and also out distance the sun
as often I'm, too damn high to jot my rhymes
a lot of times i trancend into outerspace
i Doubt you'll face another emcee powder keg
i shower sprays like tropical rain seasons
but the main reason i stay is to slay demons
deraved heathen on the line of heaven n hell
wit weapons 4 sale smith an wessons as well
etchin my cell with lyrics written in the levels of hell
the devil himself granted me a life with a debt
assistin my steps to get my rhythm in check
living distressed with a monkey that wont.. give my shoulders a rest
an the older i get this debt will get bolder unless
i can feed the devil soul's when i open my chest
so i'm flooding systems like American carbs in Russian engines
with custom blendings motioned forward like senate spendings
i render paintings verbally unearthin possibillities
the cost is real to me so when i drop it kills emcees
most feel defeat when i'm carving this silver tongue
theres no iller one we can battle after this pilsner's done
no fillers son, my intelligence in fuckin infin-unt
i could spit an stun and also out distance the sun