Addiction

Let me objectify,
Come up in the spot looking extra shy.
Kalahari martinis that’s the extra dry
Chrome on my Chromosomes that’s the extra Y

Fly on the wall, underdressed for the occasion.
Swagger like Ye but a little  less brazen, and a little less craven, 
the critics stay raving but jon jon blazing, told you I’m amazing

Je nois se quoa flow, raps is too Cajun
take a gambit on a rogue  P[r]awns never aging [asian]

Cause they that fresh, pawn shop window shopping, 
Trade the necklace from the ex. Keep  the next one’s neck popping.
Hoping for the head, all I get is noggins nodding 
but I wanted to be late night knocking on her door
dropping down her stocking as the pants hit the floor
let me go the distance down hill like Nagano 
One thing lead to the other, no effects, domino
nobody gotta know

But you be bragging when its done
9 in my hand ain’t talking bout a gun
I got 99 lines but if you only need one
Tonight the felines 9 lives minus 1.  
Got 99 lines but if you come to the show
Then bring an extra pair of panties you can throw.
Got 99 lines  but if you need 1 mo’
Check the pink gators with the blue steel toe

<Chorus>

When I look into your eyes, baby I can see it.
It’s like 
looking at the ocean girl, and all that other deep shit
Steady howling at the moon, I ain’t never sleeping
Yeah  I’m a wolf babe, but I look so good in sheepskin.

Never raw dog, latex allergy
Rely On rhythm methods and keep the moon in my mentality 
Need a lady who know when to love, and when to battle me, 
But let me put the saddle on her when I call in the cavalry.

No bare back,  smarter than the average
Bear with me head on the rug, its so lavish
Tom Sellic swag, steady smoking maverics 
Many women scorned wishing I would kick the habit. [that's true]

Its not that I just want to stab it 
But if you let girl i turn the hyman into lattice
Its not that I’m pulling out a rabbit
But my Ollivander wand skills show you that I'm magic.

That’s the phoenix feather, that’s the dragon bone
That’s torturing the portrait to get the sorcerers’ stone.
That’s the dorian grey in the attic all alone
That’s when I call on Lady Day and saxophone
Baby That’s Gil Scott, 
Hearing [Heron] me?
No Jill Scott
Originalist girl, that’s 
why I fucking still not
Moving past illmatic, 
in 2012 that’s’ still hot
80’s babies in the house,
 the answers no we don’t stop.





Pink Gators

Somtimes in life you do things though you do not know why.
Sometimes you do not know why, so you don't do things.
But me...well, 

This is just what I do
This is all that i know
It ain't for me, ain't for you
It's all for and from the flow
I ain't got no reservations
Even less dedications
Ain't striving for elation 
On just this occasion

Cause tonight's not for me
And we ain't all come for you
But tonight we come together
Making one bigger than two 
You figure in some free brew
In that melting pot, stew
And before you even chew 
You best to serve that shit warm
Come bring the fire leave home the fire storm

Cause we ain't come tonight 
To just recite
Another's dead words
That you already heard
And you didn't even write

But tonight we all left our room
To fell that funk and to hear that boom
Feet stomp, heart pumps and pumps 
Til you swoon

Cause i can't bring it back til ya'll bring it first
And that water's only water til you first taste that thirst
I practiced and I practiced and I hope I sound well versed
But I'm up here so you feel me not to prove that i rehearsed.

Ego Bubble is burst
Up to my neck I'm immersed
You can curse and scream and
Yell and shout
Until you'r soul in whole
Come out your mouth
Dispel your doubt
And out from nowhere will spout
Just what the fuck I'm talking about

Give in to the eccentric perspective 
Directed, ecclectic
I'll wreck you expected
Inject my inventive
My only incentive
Is a drop of pretension

Did i mention all those heads that nod?
All those hand that clap?
And even all ya'll motherfuckers
Talking to each other in the back

I know my flow, if it comes correct
I won't need to get up there yelling, "shut up" and "respect"
Now I ain't jumping up the cross trying not to resurrect
And I always try to give a little more than ya'll would expect

Hope i didn't neglect and brought ya'll in
And even if i didn't please forgive me for that sin
But if not it's too late any ways 
Cause this shit's bout to begin.




What I DO

Being clever on the internet is never for the benefit
Of veterans or to venerate the sentiments of lettermen
Now since I know the beat is sweeter than a plate of Entenmann’s
Then I get up in the kitchen, show and prove that I’m a better man

If you can’t take the heat, beat the path to pre school
Fuck a lame who needs the fame, validate that he cool
A good carpenter don’t depend on the tool
No excuses for drowning in the deep end of the pool

Now I call a brother sun if he shines like one,
But I call a bitch if rhyme like one.
Wipe they Uggs on the rug the way they lie like on
Princess of wails, the way these ladies Di like one.

Ain’t nothing but the real thing Like Tammy said to Marvin
You more like the veal thing Milk fed starving
Don’t care if stereo is Cassio or Harman
You either talk like you the shit, or bitch that ass is Charmin [Ultra]


Cypher 31 (prod. Yon-P)

Cypher 31 Revised

https://soundcloud.com/user-319249476/off-white-instrumental

From the empty depth of space the human race is just a breath
Just a second of the present fore you reckon with your death
On this planet that is precious with it placement so precise
That if it shifted just a bit, it would become encased in ice

My rhyme stretching back, cosmic past, a path unbroken
To the beginning of time, genetics lines be so potent
The sole surviving sperm among another hundred million
All my fingers and toes,  mine my mind to find the brilliance

We got them trees let us breath and the bees the keep us fed
And the meat of all these creatures proceeds to feed us when they dead.
My brain changes some membranes, to wrap my thoughts up in this sound.
I put a seed up in some dirt and my fucking food comes from the ground.

Fuck me if that’s lucky, struck me more like blessed, 
You could take it all for granted and trade enchantment for distress
I confess I’m guilty too, when my soul beholds the heavens
Stepping in a filthy shoe, hold my bones, I’m rolling sevens.

Worm Food [Prod. by Leo the Asian)

VVORM FOOD [Prod. by Leo the Asian)

There go mirky-j bent beneath the stairway
Out the underground, getting up my airplay
Looking for the green,    feeling like the fairway
Shooting out the bunker,  never driving their way
My caddy got the 9, Iron lung, burning bogies
Got the eagle eye vision, ya’ll blind as shinobi
Put  a hole in one, yo my stroke is holy
Coming from Missouri jury verdict be: show me  
Verse so vivd, and fatter than some lipids
Multi layer meanings, I just spit it how I live it
Takes a little time before you find a way to fit it
To your life style, take a while, be here till you get it.
I’ll Be  at the bus stop, waiting in the rain
I’ll be at the weed spot, sedating the pain
I’ll be on the mountain top, scouting out the plain
I’ll be in the next life, shouting out my own name 


Next Life, Cypher 32 (prod. honeyd)

Seen a lot of faces
Been the don of contrails, 
Detailed many places
While most stuck in stasis, 
there but for the grace…
Is measure of man 
More than the space between the paces?

Faced Pakistani troops
Taste Kazakhstani fruit 
Waste high in Azerbaijani loot 
North Korea to Eritrea, I’m a vagabond.
Canada to Panama, My stamina is on

I be on some Bedouin, way beyond settling
Getting to settlers before they put the ghetto in
In a way I’m Himalayan, I’m just saying why?
Reaching for the summit just to plummet out the sky

Even if you repping one dot on the map
I be atlas stepping, neglecting that traps
Origins ain’t  important, it’s more where you at
My note pad is my passport, the fortress is my rap

Passport

Blank note book labeled 2022
Hope against hope won’t be 2020 II.
I ain’t talking bout the news, blue checks vs Qs
Take it all in stride riding in another person’s shoes

That I got second hand cuz my hourly’s minute
Keep me from branching out steady stomping on my roots
But they forgot the fruit, that’s where I keep the juice
Fermenting in the firmaments, venting all the fumes.
 
Weapons Grade lemonade, yeah we made do
But its tree planting season, I’m trying to make new
The genesis is delicate I learn’t it all from Dune
And I can’t wait to teach it all to my daughter in the womb

Boom, we gonna need a bigger book
If she gets her momma’s eyes hope she never learns  the look
The genetics be prophetic, the rest is etiquette and ethics
Blessed to be a part of it, the art of it: poetic

Indebted to the past, hope she make some new idols
Writing her own path hope she breaks a few cycles
Indebted to the past, hope she breaks a few idols
Writing her own path, hope she makes some new cycles

Cycles

Abracadabra, It's all slight of hand
Abandoning the grandstand wishing that i ran.
For office, Senate, A lap around the sand
Ran far too many pockets to sit at the right hand of God.

Or even son of man
A Miss Universe wrist twist to my a list fans
Screaming out damn
Soul saving flow got it so they swear the whole truth
and raise a right hand

The mirage fades
Palm trees believed to be the tumble weeds blades
Looking for the real amongst a stack of accolades
Can't find the silver lining cause I;m sitting in the shade

Not afraid of the dark but don't always face it
The oasis tastes like a laced base hit
Placed in space in the basement of a spaceship
No waste, No haste, So there but for the grace go I.

Go I

Two sides one coin, flip it if your able
How else you explain that Caine and abel fable ?
Some say, Not my brothers keepers
Some days, Swear I fear my brother more than the reaper

Who am I to judge, 
Ain’t the type to not have a few hold a grudge
Feeling I might just have Forgive and let lie
But if that makes me righteous then it’s live and let die

Every man got a price every man got a vice
Every rose a thorn every storm got a nice
Silver lining if im third eyeing what’s within us
But the sinners don’t diminish and the rain don’t ever finish

Rolling like I’m pious more like high as fuck
Holding my breath for evil doers in the miasma
It’s Good AND Evil, No time for verse
If we starting in a cell and ending up in hearses.




Cypher 22 2



White tee weather, 
Still rock the rain coat
Might be storming later 
and we ain’t in the same boat.
Black cloud magnet, 
steady stay stagnant
Lagging in the wake, 
but feeling taken by the dragnet.

They on some catch em all.
But the monster in my pocket 
Steady rocking in the squall.
Rather build a wall, 
Than risk another fall
Cause I been high so long
I don’t think I can recall

When I, let my self feel, 
The ground beneath my feet
Or other people that seem real
Sealed my self off 
from the love and the light
if that don’t get resolved
then it’ ships in the night.

There I go
Wind in my sails is all I own
Sing with the whales, call my home
Heart beat cold, flood from the bones.
Waiting for my love is taking blood from a  stone.

There I go 
There I go
There I go.

There I Go.

Not for the fame, 
happy staying incognito
Don’t need to be the beatles 
If I’m bigger than mosquitos
Ain’t for the cash 
Fuck counting my plays 
Man I’ll pay for the gas 
if I can rap along the way.

At best the spirit bless me 
Just do what she say
At my worst I’m feeling cursed 
Bust out some cliché
But when I swear to god  
That this my only god 
Lyrics be the gospels
Apostles is my squad

The studio the church 
And heaven is applause
When the brethren is in awe 
I am reverent to the law

So I just keep making shit
Ignoring the fakers 
find another way of “making it”

like just making it, 
my own entertainment
Cheapest kind of therapy
For treating my derangement
Genuine engagement
Is a tenuous arrangement
If your motivation missing
Listen when I say this


Making It

Moses Flow, know i put the time in
Sunning These mummies like Tutankhamen
Nominated as your Daddy, Sadly i had to ghost
Elevated to the godly, my wrath had the most

High son, Eye on the horizon
Hope you can cope for the plague of locusts flies in
Rivers run red with the blood of the martyrs
Fuck the first born I’m coming for your daughters
 
Slaughtering those with the faltering flows
Till the offering grows, steady watering ho's
Seeded all of eden, no need for gardener
Bleeding what i’m feeding, pharaoh heart hardener

Boils and  the pestilence
Plagues be the preference
The blistering condition for lice up in the  residence
Frogs in the rain cloud thunder made it clap
And Before i part the red sea
seems we need a fade to black.
 

Basket Case

Here Come Shere Kahn, Fear the Don of the internals
Burn you with infernal flows churning from his journal
Esquire got the fire lyrics and the spirit
but between the mix and breath control, you can barely hear it.


Young mike got a drawl, like he just crawled out of bed
Them glib ad libs, give his shit a little depth
Shout to IBR, Ibrahim is stacking bars
Packing puns to the stars, never out of breath(breadth).

Unless I’m Biting Indigo, in the pocket with the flow
The vocabulary varied, scary imagery is typical
Nobody close to my boy Manisfesto 
Humbl brag swag, Still close to the best though...

Valmont got the nasal shit, thick with a tight flow
Red river in the diaphragm, walk the verbal tight rope
I’m firs with the verse,  now mirk saying this
Sit and listen up to Midas’ Greatest hit:


NammaGiri

Vocals:
Shere Kahn: https://soundcloud.com/iamfaceless
Mirkyj: https://soundcloud.com/mirky-j

Production:
Whatnik: https://soundcloud.com/whatnik
Alliswe11: https://soundcloud.com/alliswe11



AVALANCHE Final

For my self, 
Laugh to keep from crying
rap because relying 
on the world feel like dying
Headphones on
To protect against the real
The persona connects
Its the mask that reveals

For the love
all the shit i don’t share
For every metaphor 
unexplored,  you don’t hear
Don’t care about shift-4
[For]got enough to gift more
Give voice to silent
what more you need to live? 

For the fans, 
shout outs to both of you
For the fam, 
The living and ghost or two
For the past
On the shoulders of giants
And the next class
To keep dropping science

For Forever
or at least until i croak
For the better
At least that’s what i wrote
And if the insight congeal
the writing makes it real
When the world is a wound
What i’m doing help it heal
  

Wounder

Mirky Ain’t the type a J to get smoked
More an RR Tolkein, Dilla and hov,
Fly like the Dr. Juggle Hoes like i’m violent
Spit fire jalepenos, to gringos never silent.

J rhymes for days, can’t complain
But bleach need a slant to rhyme his own name
The final bars no less, hurting with the punchlines
So used to getting served
should be working in the lunch line.

Color blind to the stain, 
I don’t even see race
You say your white and i believe you
For your preferences and taste
In references past dated
Yugi-oh to Kobain
Born in ‘92
The fuck you know about Kane?

Rhyme it with "Mang?”
"Finna” getta fake patois
On my shitty rapper checklist
Half stepping’s  the last straw
Break the glass jaw, then they start with the slow clap
Next time write a rhyme instead of whining on nofap.

Bleach Battle RD2 - 1 19 15, 1.52 PM

Seems like its all vanity
Searching for divinity
Sacrafice my sanity 
and Holy Boast the trinity
Asking father time to hold up and mentor me
But he say the living all be dead up in a century.

Some call me morbid man they'll probably be the death of me
Atleast i know when i go pretty soon you'll be there next to me
Together in heaven with these virgins dressed so sexily
Or damned in the underworld eternally hexed with me

The middle way is the way it will be 
So come here what i say as I lay this decree

In a life without love breath is just a clock
And it's hard to tell time once the lungs begin to rot
And it's hard to hear the heart above this fucking tick tock
Din of industry in these inner city block

Ice water through the veins
Mother fucker run the rocks
Grind em into sand and we can watch em drop
Out the hour glass past the unseen hand
I know once that die is thrown there ain't no second chance.


Time


My life is my bagel, everything with butter
Most likely toasted, throwing rappers in the gutter
But I don’t wanna litter, cause everything that glitters
becomes likable, at least recyclable, alchemist misled
It’s a type of gold, fool

What I gotta prove to you?
Used to only rap bout what I used to do
Moving you outta stasis, place the groove in you
Soothing you is the basis, embrace whats true in you

Facts, if that’s really what you call that
If we all lying, my pride is my fall back
If we all buyin I’m the dope with no grass
If we all dying I just hope I can go last

Studio Shrew, Fuck a gym I’m a mic rat
Grew what I knew, outta be autodidact
Raised in the city where the kiddies would buy crack
Now ToucBlue subaru with the retractable bike rack

Glass half empty, so the flask so tempting
Sack full of sensi, move my weight like ozembi
Sicker than Phent be, the Victor like I’m Wemby
Tend to stick to tenements, no friend among the gentry

Half feral, swinging back like Tarzan
It’s a jungle out there I stay strapped with the Narcan
Our man on the inside just got made
Meanwhile the man upstairs just there to throw shade

Lighting up trees, it’s the reason for the season
C suite leeches slurp surplus so I’m freezing
Seed up in my teeth, splinter in my paw
Try to turn a new leaf but grief stuck in my craw

Flaw in the plan or just working as intended
Pretend it don’t exist so my psyche stays blended
Fraying at the edges, mention how it could be mended
Then embedded on the watch list, missed the happy ending

Living for today, but livid with the times
Rhyming just a play to stay sitting with my mind
Giving to my daughter, loving on my wife
Running from the reapers just to keep on living life


Touchstone [Prod. Morti Viventear]]

Alright kids get settled and ready for math!
Aw man Mr. Mirsky, Math is boring.  
C’mon now kids I got something exciting planned for today.
Alright, Alright, what’s it about?


Geometry, shapes sides angles
Don’t get it all tangled
Geometry, gotta get in your mind
So instead of hearing a lesson, let’s learn it with a rhyme

This is geometry, and buddy it’s great.
We learning about angles, studying shapes.
It can be easy if we learn it with a beat
Turn off your voice listen up and take a seat.

If an angle is over 90 we call it obtuse.
If goes below, then we call it acute.
If it’s right on 90, then we call it right.
That’s perpendicular, you should know it on sight.

If two lines don’t touch, we know it’s parallel
Like rail road tracks, or the letters double ll.
Segments end, but lines go on for ever.
If it only goes on one way it’s a ray, now that’s clever.  

Triangle’s sides and angles are three
Quadrangle got four, you beginning to see.
Quadrilaterals?  You don’t gotta guess man.
They got four sides, and that’ll be on the assessment

A rhombus means Four sides are alike.
A rectangle got four angles that are right
A square got both, equal angles and sides.
And when you can tell em apart, you will feel the pride.

Pentagon’s five sides, hexagon got six
Octogons got 8, and decagons in the mix
That 10 sides, but they ain’t gotta be the same
However many sides, every shape got a name.
 



Geometry

Peace to the Judases, hang em from a tree
The Galilean let him do it, least that’s how it seem to me
I ain’t on no cross, ya’ll ain’t on no pedestal 
They hurt you when they fall, Why I’m Skully-Level Skeptical

On some “Me” over “Us”
You can’t be betrayed by what you don’t trust
Ya’ll on some“What did I do to deserve this shit?”
I’m like, “you can’t fire me, motherfucker I quit.”

Can’t stab me in the back, if I only show a front
Beefing up my defense and I ain’t ever once been
Fooled twice,  Or a hunch not prove right
Rather stay alone than just doing what you like

If imitations flattery I see why they mad at me
Idiosyncratic,  actually I’m glad to be
On my own path, pray I don’t derail
They just Following the hive, its why the call it bee trail.


Hives



Out the womb rappin, BPM’s my heart rate
Ultra sound sound check, it’s how I know the start date
Fated for glory
Saving my story, 
Fortune tellers foretell I bring you hell and euphoria

Fated for greatness, name sake biblical
Plugging in my mic cord, ya’ll stick to the umbilical
Typically the critics be hating on the miracle
Scorned cause the new born could take them at they pinnacle

But It don’t last, I’m falling fast, and here’s the ground
On my crooked neck, the heavy head and rusted crown
My earlier elation couldn’t face the expectations,
I got a few excuses, but no kinda explanations

Grass is always greener before it gets the first cut
And before I could grow deeper had write my worst stuff
Nursing old wounds never lets you fully heal
So I cultivate the present, cause it’s all that’s fully real.





Best Laid Plans

Newest Gods Draft - 1 16 16, 7.03 PM

Cover Art: http://www.simonstalenhag.se/
Beat: https://soundcloud.com/charterbus
Lyrics:
If I was you, and you was any kind of man
I’d slap another rapper, get the mic in my hand
But If I was you, and you were a lady
I’d be dropping down my panties, praying Mirky wanna date me

See If I was you, and you wanted me to rap
I’d be 8 bars deep before you even had to ask
And if I was you, and you had a little cash
I’d run my own chains, pro’lly kick my own ass

See if I was you, I’d hate me too
And whoever’s switching bodies and turned me into you
The problem’s you, wishing the impossible
Being me is hard enough without another obstacle


But If I was you, And you was everybody
I’ll see ya’ll tonight, right? we should have a party
COPS can come, no need to get my face blurred
We are all one, so I won’t even need a safe word



That’s if I was you, 
Asking my opinion know it’s probably true
If I’m being honest dude
Just keep being me that’s what I would do




Hypothetical

Momma kept me home from K-3
Reading liner notes for my A-Zs
Praise be to welfare, teaching me the math
Put a price on all the nice things that i couldn’t have

So by the first day I was already grown
Latch Key to a T, Like to keep to my own.
Yeah I read good, but my Ego on 10
Had Cousins and the fam, so why I need a friend

Vegetarian jew, a bit contrarian too.
Bad Jokes and Hatchets I buried a few.
Wishing for a chicken patty, spitting on they lunch
Dissing any kid and that be prolly why I took  punch

 Or Six.  That’ll learn you right quick
That’s how i found out about this one nice trick
Pre-screen the thoughts while you waiting for your turn.
Some people need to get taught, but ay body learns.

Lesson

I’m Ziggy meets Biggie 
Notorious in stardust
I’m Connery in Speedos
Bout to beat the Zardoz
Beats asking me to kill em
prod. JNiCEOnTheTrack & Inhabitant Beats

Like they trying to be martyrs
Burnin gassed up rappers
Exactly like a star does

Eternal rain 
rolling on infernal planes
I’m turning in my grave 
before they say my journals lame
Can’t stay in my lane 
so I hijack the starship
Enterprising young man who’s 
known to make the bars flip


Im the new  Jew Jean Luc, 
Screws gone loose moving through
This neutron soup.
 Truth be told 
I been known to go boldly
Where none have gone before, 
And gravity can’t hold me

Already feeling lighter, 
You know I’m getting mine
Still appreciate the weight
Of the world left behind.
But breaching the outer orbit
Is like being born again
Living high up in the sky
Staying dry above the rain







I ain’t running from demons
I’m flying to the heavens
I be speed of light beaming
With my boosters on 11
Can’t wait to go, I can’t take it slow
Warp one engage mother fucker make it so


We are all made of stars 
that don’t mean we can all be em
Verse made of bars, 
that don’t mean i can see em
These invisible prisons 
lock in inhibited vision
Religions preaching schism 
leading to recidivism

Acting like we addicted 
to the wounds self inflicted
Truly sadistic 
moving downward it’s cyclic
Try to peep the pattern 
it ain’t even dat cryptic
Keep your head out your ass 
past the sky it gets mystic

That is only fear 
that keep you in the stratosphere
Trade light for light years, 
In time your sight clears
So I’m moving past black cloud, 
Into eternal night
The Rain is left blow, 
I rise above like that’s right.

Team 2: The Rain - Mirky-J (prod. JNiCEOnTheTrack & Inhabitant Beats)

Allow me to reintroduce myself

I’m a meter, I’m about three feet.
It’s two big steps, or a poster board sheet
A liter is for liquid, a small milk jug
Or an empty water bottle when you spill it on the rug.

Gram’s are for weight, In my hands I can feel
A paper clip, or a thumbtack, or a dollar dollar bill.
Now if it's more than that here’s a neat trick
In metric, yo check this, just add a pre-fix.

You heard the words, lemme show you how it’s done.
We know that a Kilo that means a thousand
One thousand meters is Kilometer
And thousand liters is a Kiloliter

If that’s too much we chop it up plenty
Divide me in a hundred, we just gotta add a Centi
Hi nice to meet ya, but if you divide this meter
Into a hundred piece you got a bunch of Centimeter.

Divide me in a thousand, then we call it Milli
And no that ain’t a millionth, that would just be silly
Any way you slice it, we nice at metric
Kilowatts of energy, why the lesson’s so electric. 

Speak a thousand rhymes, so call me Kiloraps
Sleep a thousand times, you can also call me Kilo Nap

Mmmetric

6 PM and I’m pulling back my padlock.
Hang my tattered raincoat, status level: have not.
Floor’s cold so I slip into my house shoes
Now choose which bag a shwag I’m bout to plow through.

Roll it like my mamma taught me Hold it like karma caught me
Suppress a flash a guilt and hope my mental armor got me.
Conscience steady pleading, Trying not listen
Drowning out the sound with what I found up in the kitchen.

Bourbon out the flask, in my daddy’s best glass
With the soda and the bitters, it’s why we hit em with the class 
Bubbles get popped when I double up toxins
Double shot a rye slides down now I toppin


Off, something’s off, All a sudden get this feeling
A memory comes rushing and sends me  through the ceiling

I’m transported to so some moment Got recorded in my head
And I analyze a still And my chest is filled with dread
Like why the fuck you say that mirk You fucking jerk, worthless scrub
Take a sip, take Hit, make amends and pretend it’s love.

Luxury

Call Response
Cause Effect
Pause Never
Repeat Again
 
Never wake from the sun, only after the snooze
Never sleep when I’m tired or usually after the booze
Am I really hungry or was that just the commercial?
Am I really that special cause that feels universal.
 
If you cut me I bleed, If I bleed I get scared.
If’s that’s right fight or flight and If flight I get air
Pacifist,  so I stop and smell the nose hairs
Suppress the bring it on, on my Halt who goes there.
 
Peep my own programming, to increase my understanding
Seems I’m so damaged I can’t be all that demanding 
Even my conditioning has been conditioned, 
Check my recollections and perceptions with suspicion
 
Creature of habit,running rabid in the rat race
Preaching what I practice, I’m the rabbit getting last place
Torching all the tortoises to keep em off the finish line
Distortion on my choruses, the origins is in my mind
 
 
Call Response
Cause Effect
Pause Never
Repeat Again

Call and Response

Used to be the one to try to   get em out the blouses
Nowadays I wonder how the momma let them out they houses.
I stare too much, they never wear too much
swearin sometimes it’s cause I care too much


But fuck that, that the inner alligator talking
He be smiled wide ogle ladies while they walking
He could up the sallery or help you lose some calories
But   don’t show up when you really need the calvary.

You be passed  drink three he like “You should send a text”
You be on date three like, “You better get some sex”
You be bragging to you friends like, “I could get it any day”
Then when she break it off you like, “She was a slut anyways."


Word, but that’s somebody’s daughter
And everyone you meet is like 2/3s water
And that ought a be enough, so i’m slaughtering the haters
skin my inner demons sole’s gleaming in my gators.

Gators

Here come that fucking bird again.
God damn.  I need a drink.  They got my liver fucked up though.

Aw man, look at all them ingrates. 
I’m the first fire spitter.  Ya’ll just copies. 
No respect for the original though huh.
They ain’t listening.  But still they should know.

Back in the day when the earth was young, 
The Gods on the hill knew the worst to come.
Beefin with the Titans about who gonna run shit
Thunder bolt cocked, bout to be popping off some dumb shit.

But I’m chilling, with the people made of clay
And animals, plants, I just made em all today
Them cats got claws and them weeds they grow
The dogs got paws  but my people stay po

They just need a little light, shine blockers on the throne
I know stealing ain’t right, but people eating off the bone
I wanna teach em how to cook, so i’m preaching how to look
I’m reaching out to all these creatures, but they got me turning to a crook

But I stole the man’s fire, now it’s burning free
While I’m chained to a rock for eternity.
Before I lose another liver, if you believing this
Less a thief than a giver, Love Prometheus.

Unbound

Lamping in canopy, overlook the Amazon
Clamping on Banana trees, I hope you got your cameras on
Only go 2 once every three weeks
Rather eat my leaf in peace than be spreding these cheeks.

Plus its safer up there, so you probably asking why 
I ain’t evolved a way to drop a duece from on high
You know I gotta strategize exactly where I fertilize 
You moving like a turtle any hurdle get you murderized

But it ain’t just that, 
peep the feces for a minute
It’ll teach you about the species of moth that lives in it.
And when the baby hatch it catch a ride up on my fur.
And when it dies attached, it is actually preferred

Because the moth is fertilizer
For the algae that I grow
All over my body
Incase my food be running low
I can eat the algae, 
While it gives me camouflage, 
Living like ecosystem, 
interspecies entourage

Mirky-J

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