I take a deep breath
and suppress that I am indeed Death
grotesque metaphors makes dusk till' dawn bleak and sleepless
cause I bear the indiscreet crest of the seedless
nobody need this, but I gotta speak for the weakest
an adamant sacrament,
for an aberrant flagellant
killing the corporate adjutant,
intentional, not an accident.
My mouth is a mallet and my mind is malicious
my reasons are valid, but my merits fictitious
rapid and sporadic, disturbingly ecstatic
these past flashes feels like bathing my brain in acid
I need a casket to inhabit, inside I panic
my outer self is placid, though my inner deep still is as avid
a certain malevolent, arrogant evil
dark and destructive, simply medieval
preys on the weakest, most feeble of people
a prequel to judgement by the lethal regal
a presence so fierce and sinisterly deceitful

Text by yours truly and Original beat made by Dan Bull. You can check him out at: 
https://www.youtube.com/user/douglby 

Madmen (1 Min. Drop)

(verse 1)
ladies and gentlemen 
I'm here to set the score straight
dreadful as the creepy slender man 
retaining pure hate
feeding the venomous animal
with a false faith
praying for dismaying 
the people who think I'm all fake
I wasn't born from the streets 
but from the pits of hell
cus' I'm a syllable freak
but only few can tell
and Iv'e been feeling asleep
but now I hear the bell
deepening my need for the heat
and spread mystique as well 
I'm like Arséne Lupin
with a mental disorder
recording distorting thoughts 
from the border
show them my fangs and bang
it's in order
absorbing the bits 
that will make me stronger
I'm a descendant of a warrior tribe
but tribe aside
I'm just a normal average guy
with skin like snow white
I'm prideful and stoic 
with heretic genetics
I'll show the world I'm a poet

I'm special
I guess I am special
maybe I'm a bit special
Momma always said that I was special
I'm special
I guess I am special
People always told me I was special


(verse 2)
Oh my god, 
the insanity of humanity 
riveting brutality, banning
profane personalities
if you wanna step up your game
you almost have to be
a maniac who's feeding on moral irrationality 
I am that guy, a weird one, I gotta admit
stick with what I see fit, did ever since I was a kid
that's why I wanna spit
at the same time I gotta admit
a refined mind is designed to surely lose it's grip
I'm from another world, a darker smarter Dahli
flattening my opponents like a monster truck rally
While I'm fucking Bacardi
I'm acting high and mighty
until I black out and disappear deep into my psyche 
It's not a sanctuary, more like a graveyard
for all who abandoned me and taught me to live hard
I need to be smart and fuel my anger 
have the heart of Gandhi and the wrath of Alexander

(C verse)

(should I keep going? or should I give up?
watch the anger growing? or watching the clock?
hey...nobody know it so I'll rap till I drop
no way to slowing this dozer until I'm lying on top)

Berated from birth but will soon be vindicated
this place needs this monster that my ill will created
It's gonna hurt, but fate will make my words golden plated
state that the pain I try maintain is contemplated

but shit is complicated, relating a naked jaded
fate of a sedated maniac with diagnoses, unnamed
I try to keep me elated and perseverance inflated
how to continue when your lust for life is satiated

my tongue is like a guillotine
as a libby libertine
)my curse burst into flames like it was kerosene 
I'm a fiend, got a mean fucking mindset
I try to be serene and pray that I can hide it
with a future not surely decided
my sorry soul need some light and be guided
my inner Beast is fiercely trying to fight it 
it's thriving on strife as my world is ignited


Original Lyrics by Moeland.
Thanks to Breathtaking Beats for the free instrumental
Check them out at: 
www.breathtakingbeats.com

Special

just an average street poet trying to make an honest living. I primarily focus on Hip-hop and rap but are very much invested in other genres as well. hope you will enjoy my selection of lyrical entertainment... 

Mark Moeland