A rap i wrote about a fucked up situation, hence the name. sorry the flows a bit shit, i guess i'm a better righter then i am a rapper (for now). let me know what you think, thanks.
Lyrics:
So listen up yeah if I so swore in the air where with like I dont care if it wasnt me
And I wasnt there then Im going down with a fake prayer and it aint fair put a taint
There as the saints stare didnt you hear and streetlight glare all for
Just a simple game of truth or dare
Her body Laid bear still on the ground she turns repetitively well you know she
Never learns its hereditary a predatory reaction like the subtraction of complex fractions
A transaction of inaction that She used as her distraction
And who the fuck knows it could have been you who did the very same isolated and alone and viewed slowly frame by frame a subtle sense of self the vile plight she slowly became they Told her all to small but they never gave her a name proclaim your flame domain its an
Insane and some would say deranged and fucked up game but compared to the shit
That goes on in her brain to clearly and slowly carefully clarify her aim she knows how she got there but she cant remember which way she came
Who do you blame where comes the shame from those she never even met and through the shadows she crept met a ratchet and vile concept by shattered glass and half torn a bag of blue crystal meth a simple story death or glory met with bated breath
The stage is set to connect the steps of her regret let the net cast to move the first peace on the devils chess set to finally pay her debt with a reckless gamblers bet just a syncs laugh to hide the tears that inside she wept
And then he told her of mice and men when and the best made plans just a prophecy written by god in the devils lonely hands the strands of mans demands to withstand and expand this grand land from Franz Ferdinand to north Korea and Iran
But she misunderstands and takes it to mean shes going to hell so she grabs her knife and meets him where the devils angels fell
By cobble stone paved steps where daemons dare not dwell
Where the streets meet with a swore leak and a gone off smell
And its easy to tell he stands there in the cold dark ally just waiting to be made obsolete like Silicon Valley she steps out of the shadows street wise like Thomas OMalley she breaks the bottle on his face preparing for her ground finally
He falls to his knees begs pleads which leads him to bleed as she reeds his wicked
Deeds then he concedes his creed to lead mortal men succeed but he misleads then
She proceeds to reveal that he was concisely deceived diseased with greed she
Impedes his needs to exceed she supersedes with entangled weeds then turns to
Leave the beads of sweat that drip from his forehead to his neck as she turns around
To ask what was his only regret the moon cries and dark grey clods fill the night sky
The ground is dry but she knows his mind is oh so sly why dose he still deny his
Teeth clench as he bleeds from his her eye she dears him to die why ask why she
Tenderly lies removing his disguise he draws a gun and points it to her
Surrounded by the cold enchanted night that slowly consumed her a vision in her minds eye more perfect then Eketahuna as she closed her eyes knowing that he looked right through her
Shes intrepid to repeat but her feet wont let her retreat thats too neat
The masters prophecy now almost complete
Now she competes to defeat but in her mind she moons of cold instead of the Heat she stands beside the dim light street lamp that he lies beneath
What dose she seek just subtle beats the leak of times broken sand
Theres nothing left for her to see thats taken from her secret land
She gazes too the ground still looking down expand her plan so grand
Then she looks up again back up at him the gun now in her hand
She otters gently as he looks at her and she stares back at he
Would you believe me if I promos that I would never deceive thee
She takes two steps away but he cries out dont leave me
Its too easy only you my fickle friend can fucking free me
She draws the gun between his eyes but hesitates before the true bit
Then a soft voice in the back of her ear whispers do it
She stands above his bleeding body as he begs for his life he tries to grab light but she kicks him back into the night it was her birthright
And right before she pulls the trigger thinking of his cues of strife
She ponders madness against sadness and to his feet she throws the knife
And as he struggles through the cabals in his eyes she sees delight
But then the trigger gives relive there and there ends his worthless life
Once again you manage to fuck a perfectly good beat up jeezuz christo do ur self a favor guy n quit this shit already...real talk tho
phunkphresh209 10 months ago
@phunkphresh209 Thanks for the feedback man, but could you be a bit more specific. What exactly didn't you like? the lyrics, the content, we're you able to follow what they we're about? and if so is that what you didn't like about it? i guess what i'm trying to say is be a bit more constructive, it would help me out allot. thanks, have a nice day.
JackMoranRain 10 months ago 6