Metrical Rhythm

(remember)

What comes around goes around
So always remember
If you're lost you gon' be found
If you're high, you gon' fall to the ground
So you Better see it upcoming
You Better hit the ground running
Or you gon' see the hunger incoming
Jealousy won't let your income in (yeah)
Don't never look up to someone else-
Else they gon' look down on you...s**t,
that be causing me distress
My homies be looking for ways to kill the stress
If It's fu**ed up either way; man I say...
Just look under and you'll see it's worth it nonetheless; I say...
Don't rush it, cause time is a healer
If you gon' lead, you can't be a cheater
Cause in a blink, you be taken to the cleaner
The sight of the reaper gon' make you a beleiver; n' again I say...
Make yourself an acheiver man
Always man... always... always (yeah)

(Fool's Rule)

Dead bodies, dead bodies, dead bodies

I see dead bodies, walking copies, empty stories
It's getting boring; zombies, follies, they ain't human
They got no brains, atrocious mummies I'm assuming
That's why they be roaming around, grooving n' looming
Controlling, consuming- every drop they can, they hoarding, absorbing
Hold up, I think I see the warning, but don't you worry darling
For not the spirits but the living I fear
Cause nobody here- seems to have a clue how to steer
They just occupy atmosphere; bloody chandeliers
Just forbear with me, cause like bombardier on his artillery gear
I be doing 360s, add 5 and I be doing this the whole fu***ng year
Damn it was 12, I shoulda stopped right there.

(The Payoff)
I'm mentally unstable, a three legged table, neurons with an IKEA label
Cut down the rope, lemme go
Got one channel can't afford no cable
It's the silence of the sheep, too scared still looking before I leap
I'm bound to love ya, my soul you reaped
For you're a devil and I'm a creep
This valence strays me closer to you, like two atoms
Imma just embrace this phantasm
Gotta rearrange;
Too sacred, the portrait I painted, it's skin deep
My head starts to spin, again n' again n' again
here's a taste of what I'm experiencing,
Get a supernova a black hole, merge them within
Purge the planet I'm in
Where did this s**t even begin ?
Okay, I'll just stop whining about my faggotty problems
Call it the beginning of the end
Start by breaking your record, dmitry klokov
Naah; f**k it been for always with satan, I'm Ivan Karamazov
Yeah I can be corny, sometimes a little bit h***y
This ain't rick, so l-l-lick the sack jack, it's morty
Cut me some slack, this is my come back, from that demon o**y
Slowly evolving into this megalomaniac
Ma head over the roof even though I still didn't make it to the booth
Pride is the price you pay to be alive, the payoff, like having a wisdom tooth
I ain't willing to pay that to tell you the truth,
So f**k off, take me back when I couldn't write
Reverse the cognitive tradoff

(Cumback)
Came out of a coma as joyful as a dalai lama
In a state of blissful nirvana
Skull feeling like a flora for ma*****na
Smelling each herb and flower
I think I broke a broca, going loca loca
Tan tan tan, I see music lucid
God oh god, I'm starting to lose it
I'm not slim still I walked 8 miles an hour, reeking of power
That's why when I devour, these words, I don't shower
My inner conflict looking like Hamas and fatah;
2 hemispheres, "al-Difa' and gaza"
Can't undo what I did do
Go through it like a typhoon
Häyhä with a loaded rifle
Iron sight; that’s an eyeful
Might’ve got you frightful
I ain't suicidal, nor homicidal
Just about to spiral- outta control
It’s my revival, even death ain’t a rival
Plus I gotta-
Improve my sonata
Go from Schopenhauer to hakuna matata
It's just how my brain reacts to trauma
Keep it dull with no drama
Must be a horror to see me back, with this aurora looking aura
Click clack, no gun in hand just a bar to rack
Please understand that I'm lyrically balanced
Other words nonvalent
On my Musha shugyō, sword still in sheath
So here’s my cumback, I scraped it right off o’ lucifer’s teeth

(The meek)
I admit it I'm one of the meek
Though you won't find me trying to seek-
a way to inherit the earth, "For man was created weak"
Won't be here for long, I'm part-y-ing so to speak
Dancing with the devil, always beneath my feet
I can't keep up with this waltz, hold my hand till it's complete
Read between these bars, I adjusted the height for you, call it a treat
want the adress for the show, 911 ELM street
spending time with my rhyme, Ideas so concrete, playing on repeat
I'm planing the seats like a systematic paradigm
You're not keeping up with the beat, I'm ahead of mine
so you better stay behind.

(the guilty)

(verse1)

In a court with no judge
Seats empty
But I still see them faces blurry
Hey there mister & miss jury
Caught your attention ?
Here's a short story
Once upon a time .. s**t, forgot the rhythm
ADHD hits
Do not interrupt
This damned emotion will always erupt
Lost my locomotion
Record broken
Words unspoken
Playing inside my head
Cut myself, my blood still red
Shush stop talking; The beat is dead.
My thoughts consume my energy
Something's out to get me
The egocentric monster hungry
Paranoid can't even trust
God is there, so is my nihilistic lust
Obsessed with perfection yet so far from it
I can barely see thee
Know thyself ? the f*** you sayin' that's an old CD (OCD)
Got no structure, still feel holier-than-thou
Just the way it is you know

(verse2)

Time for the trial to begin
Attention put your seat belts
Strap em in
The void speaks,
In a blink.. it's done
Guilty as charged
Nowhere to run
I try to hide, just cover the sun
In the abyss, the tunnel, the hole it's fun
It's comfy, I'm happy
You believed me ? fool
I told you, I'm crazy, all i say is lies
they giving me drugs, it ain't a surprise
but not a solution it'll always survive
Farewell Jekyll
It's time to hyde

(verse3)

Back to reality
Handcuffs, walls, darkness, fear
A smile on my face saying the end is near
Feeling safe for now but got no hope
Be careful kids it's a slippery slope
Got it's ups and downs
Till the neck hits the rope
Till the veins contract
Till the blood gets black
A sound in my brain saying "you lost your track"
Resentful I listen while holding the grudge
On the brink of despair all I need's a nudge
It ain't a pathology, just my eulogy
Damn, lost my flow
Time to end this s**t show
Full of self hatred ,schadenfreude and glee
Won't blame if you hate the biographee
Thanks for your time
And It ends with F*** me
(chair drops)

"If you give me your name,
I'll go inside you and make you strong" said the monster.
[F***'s sake]

(Verse1)
I talk to ya from underground through the cracks in the floor
Lay my story on ya with no background sound, you'd think I'm fyodor
You hearing the sound of ghosts, it's mordor
there's no running out of the backdoor
Tales so archaic and hardcore, they're scraming loud
Rapping and tapping on my floor, here comes my encore
I hunt and gather; put words together, to let you in
But I can't let you win so I lock myself indoor
Sapien human with the acts of a neanderthal
I keep telling myself it's not my fault, I just live in a s**t hole
Clock hits midnight, I say goodnight-wait;
S**t ain't right. night so tall and taking its toll
While I ponder weak and weary, I see my life staring at me like the raven of Allan Poe
Imma try to Rickroll- her by ending it
so I pop a cap and wrap a strap around my neck
something comes to take control- of me, or just to stall
I step back, and recap; If I'm guilty, god forgive me and have mercy upon my soul
Yes I'm insecure but I'm pretty sure that It's not your bad if things get sad
And you start to hate the sunshine
And you just wanna go bye bye
You look for someone to tell you "it's alright, it's fine"
But you see this cesspit doesn't even have a suicide-hotline
Not even allowed to create no art, RIP gaiden you died as young as mozart
Guess we lost our Clementine
It's enraging, to know that you're not worth saving
I take that sign and write a line to punch em with
I c**k back and stop shaking, start aiming
Coming with a sore heart and a Tupolev Tu, Country's TARFU
So I'll probably s**t on ya and fart too (haha)

(Verse 2)
Here comes the 2nd verse like a demon's curse, it's haunting
same thoughts still bothering- me, they're daunting
nameless monster gazing at me he's flaunting-
His sharp teeth; that's a warning
Carelessly I keep walking, oh jeez he’s jogging, he’s stalking
Can’t run away, might as well start talking
Why did you come ? What’s your name ? What's your aim ?
I’m amazed, I’m just dazed, “why afraid” he exclaims
“I want a name”, this ain’t no game, stay away
“Such a shame, such a shame”
One and the same we became
Now I’m hungry, now we’re angry
He grabs 1, we grab 2… gulp gulp .. now that’s 22
We’re on the loose, thoughts racing at a dramatic rate
I'm screaming mayday but it's too late
got me all cornered, nowhere to go; checkmate
now I get why they call it luck n' not fate
I gotta choose fast I'm homered
shout-out to all the egos I altered
it's cold inside, I'm being tortured ?
F*** it this is the battle of moscow-
there ain't no moving forward.

(Verse 3)
I’m back from the dead
With a clear mind and and head disencumbered
Give up surrender, double intender
Still locked up inside the curse I'm under
But I cheated death, so this verse imma sunder
Everytime, with every rhythm, I strive, adapt, overcome, survive
I put no effort in these lines ,Floating on the text like a butterfly
shooting em triples like I'm klay, got my people by my side
I built me up from my own ashes, no one taught me how to write
I follow no beat; going acapella, a childish rebel out of spite
I broke the barrier; not that o' sound but that o' sight (s**e)
“Too bad to be in it, so you better end it” …
My life or my self hatred ?
god are they twisted, exactly as predicted
“you're afflicted” ... they got me convicted
These thoughts are full of crap, that’s why I snap, rap and shoot
Other words put them on mute
hopefully I got em figured, just like my dream of owning 7 figures
I know the triggers, keeping an eye on the pistols like babysitters,
They come so viscous, so relentless
my heuristic ?
Screw realistic, go ballistic
Go artistic, linguistic, aphoristic, cabalistic, supernaturalistic
Oh too far, yeah to hell with your 16 bars
I go loose; maybe the key here is to fart too (haha)