Wrong Ones |
Yeah.. no more runninHahah.. Yeah no more America's Most and all that shit thereRockin the mic nowRunnin with my nigga Pun Boogie babyLot of niggaz frontedSaid they gonna put me on, help me and shit l...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 19:05:00 GMT |
Down In A Hole |
Bury Me Softly In This WombI Give This Part Of Me For YouSand Rains Down And Here I SitHolding Rare Flowers In A Tomb.....In BloomDown In A Hole And I Don't KnowIf I Can Be SavedSee My Heart I Decorat...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 00:49:00 GMT |
Heartwork |
Works of art, painted blackMagniloquent, bleeding darkMonotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimitedFood for thought, so prolificIn contrasting shades, forcely fedAbstraction, so choking, so prov...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Oct 2007 14:41:00 GMT |
Necromaniac |
Awakened by an unquenchable addiction, To walk hand in hand with death,Exhumed to transcend the walls of the coffin, And search for newly rottedflesh... Casket crushing and dismantling the grave, With...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 19:24:00 GMT |
.44 Magnum Opus |
Can't withold my anger won't control my rage My bloodlust will be satedI'm locked and loaded ready to engageKilling everything I've always hatedA motherfucking Van Gogh with a gunAbout to paint his ma...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 19:22:00 GMT |
Going Going Gone |
A straight razor and a flick of the wrist Brass knuckles and a willing fistA big knife and a little screamThey do wonders for my self-esteemWarm blood and a cold embraceThe catch is better than the ch...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 19:19:00 GMT |
