"all right rune there is no way you know how to rap"
"oh your in for a treat"
V1
Fuckers Call me Mr Bishop
i be lerking on your street 
Glass and tac's they be ripping up my feet
Acting like a strong hood motherfucker
Or a shitty little hicky south side brother 
Blue and red never stop shooting one another 
While the government bombs another mother 
Your an ant, a spec, never learn respect
Don't give a fuck if you pay your rent
Selling coke as a joke to the broke ass folk 
While they got you spun on pills plus The dope
I don't need a bitch to make me shine 
Or dumb ass glitch to make me rich 
I'm smarter than that and my ego is free 
Let me the cage now the devil is me
"What the Fuck Bishop"
"its not that hard"
V2
Zombies to the system don't get real far
Scar from that Glock around your block 
Your bangers and hangers got left a lock
You lack motivation and half a clue
The gov, the gang, they tell you what to do
My mind sees all and Im tune right in
Fix any problem that I'm in
I can make any music all kinds of it 
Not to hard be a little poetic 
If you take about 137 of you 
You might add up to me less likely too 
I'm a rat, a Hawk, the squid in the deep 
I'm going to kick you down too your keens
When the doc comes In inspecting you 
Going back to watch blue to the clues
Purple your body ash and dew
"Bishop be easy on them they are kinda slow"
"Not this time motherfucker"
V3
Let me lay the last verse real fucking simple 
I can smell your fear like your a dear
I'm tear gas in your ear loud and clear
I know who you are from looking from afar 
A punk, a billy a no name willy 
Fit into a category like a allegory 
Made the story dark and stormy 
I'm the mortal plan you walk on earth
While your still trying to crawl from dirt
You don't need drugs 
you don't need a screen
Just go outside and listen to the trees
Money isn't real and neither are you
This is a simulation through and through
Or maybe we're just simple little mushroom dudes
Don't matter to me I put in the work 
Making you look like a slow ass twerp
Who cares if you're from the east or the South
I was born and raised in the west
that's what it's all about
Rune to the bishop don't say my name
Unless your ready to end in a grave
Never lost a fight never lost the night
Trapped in ice with the treacherous guys 
One last thing before I end my song 
I here I'm clear you wont see me near...
"What the fuck did you just do rune?!"
"I set the place on fire"

Mr Bishop

Slide and fire 

"well shit"
hahahahaaa
C
When you see my ass comeing 
Duck and run for cover 
Burning down your block 
Slide and fire my glock 
These hoes and thots 
Can simply suck my cock

(and?)
V1
Going to shatter your face 
With my skelator knuckles (DAM)
Your friends are in graves
They already buckled (shit)
The walls of your trap house 
Bullet holes and blood (ohh)
My cyborg Assassin's 
Got the job done (tell em!)
Your tribe of nots 
Can only throw rocks (fuckers)
Yellow tape on the scene
don't be looking so gleam (sad)
Got your IP on lock
Tracked to the spot (ohh)
I slice then I cut
intestines and guts (dam)
Your convulsing on the floor 
Begging me to stop (please)
Your girl and your crew 
Wraped up for the cops (no!)
Got me twisted like tea 
When you act like me (ohh)

C
When you see my ass comeing 
Duck and run for cover 
Burning down your block
Slide and fire my glock
These hoes and thots 
Can simply suck my cock

"well shit"

V2
Getting back to the basics
Now where did I put it (Where?)
My collective of wits 
Makeing banger ass hits (Yeah)
All you say is a cap 
And we cant be haveing that (Naa)
They brought me to the hood 
Now I wear it like a should (Facts!)
Slam some pills snort some coke 
Ready now for the show (yeahhh)
Drive Up on the door 
polymer off the floor (shit)
Your ass fell back
Not looking so tall (ohhh)
Blood sprays brains out
Execution in town (splat)
My turf it grows 
While you mess with hoes (loser)
Fentinal what a doll 
You slur and fall (drugie)
My flow will show 
That you should go home (bye)

C
When you see my ass comeing 
Duck and run for cover 
Burning down your block
Slide and fire my glock
These hoes and thots 
Can simply suck my cock

V3
Now let me paint the situation 
With clear consideration 
Your a walking example of a wellfair check 
Cant talk, walk off, pants sag, to ground
Your life, no point, sell drugs, smoke joints 
Die young, in debt, a system over head 
Internet of lies, shadow men, in sight 
The price, dose rise, our hope will die
Race war, to score, a vote for sure 
Lay down, on ground, gun barrel loud sound.

Slide And Fire

Magic Like Hex 

"oh fuck, oh fuckk, fuck, shit!"
"rune, Rune, RUNEEEE"
V1
I'm walking down your street 
And I'm going to bring the heat (heat) 
Fuck your girl, kill your major 
Don't matter, don't care (care) 
What an odd blank stare 
You seem to acquire 
When I lurk right out,(out) of the mire 
I'm a spectral kind of presence 
from another fucking Realm (realm) 
The world twisted me down 
No where to be found 
Left to see it all 
In my rotten hell walls (walls) 
Looking for a cheat 
In this game of sheeps 
Rune is now free 
For all lands to see
Cast a spell draw a glyph 
Got your soul real quick  (real quick) 
Your mind is frayed 
When I entered the frame 
Turn you to ash 
Like a nuclear blast (blast) 

C
I'm Bishop the arch, written in dark 
Rune is next, magic like hex 
A ritual on skin I'm letting him in  
I rise from glass, magma was cast 
"Ansuz, Berkanan, Dagaz, Cen, Ehwaz, Fehu"  

V2
Your fucked dropped brain 
Cant seem to relate 
When I write it all down 
Turn it to my sound (sound)
Your sitting in dirt 
flipping burgers getting hurt 
While I warped in a portals 
To the realm of immortals (immortals )
My skills are in check 
Gonna fold snap your neck 
You quiver and shiver 
As my presence draws near (near )
I force the wood to creek and moan 
To the tune of my blood was sewn 
Your fucking with a guy 
Who has Satan inside (inside )
I'll mount you on my spikes 
A lovely dull sight 
You thought you could fight 
Now your legs on your right (right)
I'm not a human guy 
buddy I hope your alright

C
I'm Bishop the arch, Writhing in dark 
Rune is next, magic the Best
A ritual within I'm letting him out
I rise from mass, for i was cast 

V3
I have seen into the future 
That you're going to need a suture 
Cant hold a fucking  job 
What a loser fucking snob 
this may seem an illusion (illusion)
of your mass delusion
I have no confusion
that I master music fusion (fusion)
I stich your eyes bleed 
I carve your throat chokes 
I blink and your dead 
I slash your family cold (cold)
I stole all your stacks
I never thought about that
because who I am to you 
is not comparable its true (true)
your nothing I'm it
your failing I'm in 
your asleep at the wheel
your everything was my none (none)
when I say I'm rune bishop(bishop) its no kind of game(game)
the things I have seen(seen) and the deals that I made(made)
I can tell you any thing(thing) or hear what you have to say(say)
in order to mold(mold) the world to my decay(decay).

Magic Like Hex

"I'm happy all the time and every thing is fine
 everyone around me is super awesome kind!"
"the fuck are you doing dude?"
why what do you mean?
"sing a real song man"
how about something like this?!

V1
ah al all 
these fake ass rappers mumbling around
maxing the bass drudged the fucked out
they whisper and bitch about dumbass shit
like how they own a Glock 
or they smacked a fucking bitch 
that don't make you a man 
your a low life cunt 
all your life you been trying to motherfucking front
but that's not rune, no that's not me 
I'm 1000% percent a different creed 
I built your phone that Tik Tocs your brain
I inspected the welds underneath your car
I deceived the poison's to your vaccine 
I ordered the meat drive thu and see
I laid the cable ethernet, lines 
I grow without slow behold my flow
you seek only money to become, happy
you seek only guns because your afraid  
you seek only sex your an animal at best
you seek only drugs to forget that you failed
the things you seek are meek and bleak 
while the answers I've acquired 
are profound and desired 


C
FUCK 
your back walk talk is nothing to me
your faulty ass wires still amazing me
your drooling dam fool who got out of school
hit and dropped in the in head
your skull is that of lead 

v2
when they hear my mystic tempo 
all the people go psycho
crafty with my words 
and can really be heard
saying your life is sad
is beyond an understatement 
when people look my way 
body's turn to clay
my aura is distain
a deal was made 
true skill for my soul, it had to go
now I fuse and I mix 
rap with indusial hits 
you copy and paste 
for me it was fate 
a crew full of dudes to make a shitty tune 
I'm one fucking guy, try not to cry
I write poetry beware my flowety 
then I mix and I scream, making killer beats 
digitize I'm a virus behind the screen 
I'm addicted to the sound I'm a motherfucking fiend 
you lazy ass fucks stop making killer jams 
so I figured it was time for me to be the man

c
Cunt
your back walk talk is nothing to me
your faulty ass wires still amazing me
your drooling dam fool who got out of school
hit and dropped in the in head
your skull is that of lead 

v3
100,000 miles up the deepest darkest trail 
will lead you to a cave, my lair was made
inside you will see, cold and moss 
screams and blood, down the walls
in the back you will find
a goat in black, summoned right back
underneath the ground, is my domain 
an army of demons, are in my name
I pull on the strings, of the illuminate 
all the wars in my name, and never in vain 
I put people out to sleep on the street 
every kind of disease well that was on me
I burn it all and watch it fall
I'm the rune of the zoom 
evil rap dude 
I control all time and space is my race
codes from below type onto my screen
the words that now spill out of me
I'm the product of the American dream
the worst thing to be seen

Back Walk Talk

v1
when your life falls down and it shifted out of frame
distortions from within constant to maintain
a weight falls fast on your week and frail shoulders
contortions of the past a mental scar mask
no hope what a joke slipping down the slope
your car got you far now its broke made of tar
an ashtray wont last when you fill it so fast
run and run down track not in the pack
thinking your life wont matter, anti spatter
dance fast little thing your mesmerizing
in pain for fame end up a lame
you don't know why but your starting to cry
your asking god and the devil, why oh why
curse all you know let it all show
brake it all down quite the frown
look up and see behind the tree
the yellow sign of mine
prepare your mind
once you see cant look back
now fallow my path

c
I'm the king in yellow
have you seen my sign
once you do you know
your skull is mine
I watch you as the forest
I hacked into your stream
I control everything
with my strings

v2
fuck you fuck your life and fuck what you are
I hope every day that you never go far
I'm no kind of saint I'm evil in crenate
I lie and I'm sly and ill fly right by
cock to the sucker your a mother dam fucker
I wont hold my wits back get ready for that
I be on my own path to rewrite the rap
the geeks the freaks' are up to bat
no way that I cap what I say is a fact
I'm talking runes and magic, computer semantics
I hear trash and whack, a headache real fast
must be hard to rap when your brain got zapped
everyone hears my shit and they lose it real quick
going make your ass move with my sinister mood
bishop gives you all you want
I'm sure there's no a cost
when I lay these words across

c
I'm the King In yellow
I reach across time
kind and queens
I made them all mine
all my puppets in power
are jesters to me
nothing gets done
and I have all my fun

v3
I am the king in yellow run from me
collapsing within rot in tree
my tendrils crawl around
in the atoms within
I am the other level that your trying to reach
beyond repair retention, pushing belief
spiral on down smack hit the ground
the world all around I bend so profound
when I made the sun I cast my yellow light
I scorch and I burn giving cancer bright
give all that you need so rave with speed
hear my sound with mind meltdown
I made your town just look right round
god a myth I made of sticks
when I'm in the back and for fucking ground
everywhere you go
the king stares you down

hahahahaaa
c
I'm the king in yellow
my madness grips all
I'll add your bones
to my thrown so tall
the human disease
is nothing but me

I'm The King In Yellow

Back Walk Talk EDM

Magic Like Hex EDM

i hope you motherfuckers, are ready

v1
gonna lay this shit quick
im the devils side kick
my cyber wire rap is on the attack
start my pro cesser
as the beat starts to hit
sit back appon your seat 
cryistal clear is my street
not a clitius or a skeet
levataie you with my heat
not expexting this clitter clatter
from a nerd white chatter
on that IRC that relly chat
drawin up plans makeing them stacks
here with my killers no cap
in every sector map
we lay our shit flat
our foes are hoes
and we be pimpin on these chods

"dont you have like a chours in a song?"
v2
flash bang in the window
your vision gone fast
fades back in 
your family is grass 
steel in your mouth 
you try and shout 
the last that you see
will of coruse be me

v3
psychosis in a shot 
hearing voices when your not
suit and tie i am the guy
arch villain all chillin 
it cant be to fair
that I write
you stare 
your a stump ass fool 
in daddies little car
gave up on rap 
cant hold a fucking bar 
no human alive 
could have seen my up rise
like a spider in the web 
my satellites ahead 
lead me to the zeds
"what a captivating and original song "

v4
CYBER WIRE RAP
IS SHIITING ON YOUR CRAP
ITS NOT EVEN CLOSE 
ITS FUCKING 16-0
WHY EVEN TRY
WHEN YOUR DNA 
LEFT YOU BLIND?!
"that didn't sound like the first chorus"

v5
fuck your song structure 
its time to dissolve 
I'm the bath of your salts
got that drip like wax
you be wearing trash sacks
homeless at that
never needed all that
got my brains and my gat
reframe my stain 
of the world was remade 
wake up grab your guns 
shoots the cops shoot the gangs
solve all your fucking problems 
with a hand grenade
don't get a job 
don't fix your shit
just keep on dragging 
your ass in the ditch

Cyber Wire Rap

"This just in your listing to a song from Mr. bishop!"

oh shit.... what..... where was I?! 

v1
YO! this is not a song
that you play to your mom
you play this song 
and god is gone
im here to say 
iv come to slay
in the order of sheep
minds lay deep
rip off the sheet 
a stain beneath 
what I say is disarray  
mutter utter crap
cant take a nap
no time for that
when I got plans
for endless jams 
my voice and computer
the interments at hand
to topple the governments
of all the lands

c
nothings real 
its a lie, cant speak, cant die
my Schizo  Witzo shit keeping it lit
for all my brothers 
in padded wall cribs 

v2
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
GOD DAMIT
why is any one 
on this planet? 
its a rock 
made of mud 
and uranium ore
so we made to a place
where the goal is to score?!
blow someone's limbs 
to the moon and back
driving around town
broken Cadillac
I surely give a fuck 
i might be just the tip 
no one can be like me 
yall just fucking slip
DAM

v3
this easy its not hard
Viagra not on card 
alpha of the males
to me they are snails 
I'm machine 
the beast
Mr. yeast 
ultra heat 
molten meat 
mind wiper
side swiper
mass killer 
serial biller 
moist sailor 
thrill iller 
my Harddrive is full
of music from all around
blend spin wow 
speakers hear this now

c
nothings real 
its a lie, cant speak, cant die
my Schizo Witso shit keeping it lit
for all my brothers 
in padded wall cribs

Schizo Witso

"I want to win, I want to win, i want to win"
V1
This is the way you make a song
patchwork sound dumb you down
bender bass big mistake
I'm faster than that
goanna lay it back
never going to cap
fucker heard on that
cunts wet from the gat
that boy in back
a cyanide pack
rapping on raps
heart to the tack
asphyxiation
braindead
loser ass nation
slow slow slow slow
the fuck down

c
you cant be rapping up in this town
your ah fucking excuse a moose obtuse
your rage a faze hoping to blaze
a maze a daze a fluttering blank page

v2
wiggdy waggady waggy woh
wont hold a light to my flow
spastic wastic utterly fantastic
made of elastic waste and plastic
sneaking in the dark
I'm ripping out the hearts
of all these loser ass
none none starts
broken back wont slack
tell I'm left blood splat
needled dick I'm a prick
in your head quick
pussys are pussys
I fuck em and I'm done
male and female
you all get the pun
crawling out the ally
I stab you in the back
red wife beater
cocky white trash

c 2X
you cant be rapping up in this town
your ah fucking excuse a moose obtuse
your rage a faze hoping to blaze
a maze a daze a fluttering blank page

v3
Wow this is getting down to the ground
deconstruct massive fuck no such such luck
when chicks check this shit
their pussys start to slip
i own up on my shit lickdie split
cali wowie kid I'm silk like skid
hittin your teeth with the end of my fist
hard hitting bars on my way to mars
cant slow my stall you work at a mall
this cracker whacker mapper
is a rap disaster
a mortified glorified way of life
I wake up in the dead of night
This is not What matters in life
you got to take it one day at a time
"I want to win, I want to win, i want to win"

Cocky White Trash

tik tok tik tok

v1
Walking down the path 
for a life not on my track 
a matrix of the past
lies lies mass (ughha)
the lies I despise
told by government spies 
on my phone in the zone
at night I'm alone (ugga)
so i creep to the web 
see the dark in my head 
while every ones asleep
see fucked fucked things (Rune!)
people ripping out teeth
eye nails and speelns 
burning little girls 
on crosses for the sake of mass profit (ugghaa)
waterboarding neighbor reporting
gangster war 
news at 4
all hysteria in my gut  
make me throw the fuck up (fuck)

c
the dopamine receptors
 are inside my tv 
if you look a little closer you start to see
the scale ridden men have plans for me 
run while you can its our women they seek (pow)

v2
in the year 3774
i'l be leading rap kind
in the last human war
out of food and ore (Ahh)
on the brink of defeat 
brought on by machines  
they broke our knees 
but we stand at the breach (now)
of the heat  
to defend our meat
from the metal pricks in suits 
trying to grind us to stew 
so many of us they slew  
now i take on the cyber 
over lord mind  
for the fate of all 
not taking my time
i rap i work i see i breath 
i freeze i heat i black coffee 
i die i sly i lie i buy
i am the omega of the alpha 
no near hear delta 

c
ohhhh
the dopamine receptors
I stream to with my mind
I looked closer and striped the paint in time
the scale riddin men iv exploeded with glee 
dont bother to run all the women are with me

v3
rune hows it going i heard you were in town
dont look so down lift up your crown
 bishop I don't know what your spiting 
all I ever know is fucking hitting 
rune don't be rude, crude, or a lude 
that's not going to you cred dude 
bishop on nerves splinters and burrs 
all I want is fur of exotic tiger
rune on that gloom thinks money will do
when a smile once a while might be worth his while 
bishop is a bitch and about to get hit 
smiles are for those going to get filed 
rune is true and bishop is not 
who knows where i lost the plot
bishop is the mind he has the desin
he reads your eyes and makes you blind
Rune is pain evil is his name 
where he came from 
a virus in the frame 
society to blame 
for the blood and waste
that covers every inch of the place

Dopamine Receptors

ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaahh ohhhh

i i I'm going going going to teach you to teach you
to teach you how to to RAP
v1
Glock 18 
2 magazine 
one for Tarry
the other for Rease 
not on my street 
I lay down heat 

ran past ran fast
new mag to last 
a flash a dash 
as fat pig fly past

step right back 
one to the deag 
now the pigs 
are bacon in geese 
seasoned by me 

SRT black paint scheme

talk your shit 
make your hit 
do or die 
now's your time

your fist it fly's 
and time will die
as i deconstruct
your feeble mind

37 strikes 
my hands are knifes 
I slice like kite  
a lighting strike 
in the middle of the night
in the heat of the day
I work and I bleed 
street del'a key's 

street street street street raceing raceing technogly 
is what i need to be free
of the losers and freaks 
the whores and flakes
the poorons and rocks 
Yall aint worth a thought 

running around 
thinking your a g 
picking up cigarettes
bum every thing for free
sick everyday 
meth decay 
hood or not  
your life is rot

not my spot 
I got a lock
never seen a cap
what is all that
I'm now on track 
to lead the pack
I've master the craft
all on my BACK

SRT Black Paint Scheme

no X14
Hello my name is rune 
and I'm afraid to say
that I'm no longer afraid 
to say what I have to say... 
FUCK< all these people
and there disalused life's
giving me advice 
with cockroaches and lice 
my IQ, gifted 
my ego,  sadistic  
my aura,  holistic
mystic spiritualistic

dick slick misfit 
white boiled, wrist slit 
nit pick, click click 
underground king prick 

i'm the crak of your back 
the slime of your lack 
you cant take my path 
for your bricks don't match 
this spiral on down
left me so profound
within gray without sound
I fell to a ground

as the earths magnetic sphere 
left me to disappear 
Satan and evil they started to steer 
this society of cucks, wokkies, and wouks 
makes me feel like I'm stuck in a rut 
pain and cuts no longer a mutt 
feudal brutal in my strudel
o to the c to the d mixed tea
re re rea brainlit OD  

Rune.... Tell them who you are. 

yeah... my name is rune 
or Maybe its Damond  
no matter what 
I control the situation
not hiding behind a screen
ill stare into your meat
pray with quick feet  
for ill clatter your teeth
my skills are leet 
drip drab skeet 

yeah, yeah, yeah 
I'm the under fucking ground
king of all pricks 
I might as fucking well
be a massive fucking dick
shoot my ego load into all their domes 
all thinking what said
while I'm lost in red 
now I am me
and lost at sea 
for I am king
of all the sheep
sheep, sheep, sheep

Underground King Prick

Arc Out
MKULTRA EXPERIMENT NUMBER 1.... 
SUBJECT RUNE IS READY RELEASE, TEST SUBJECT 
AHAHAHAHAHHHOOOHHAHHHHHGHHHH

v1
my heart is failing 
from all the sailing  
past the wailing    
of losers are mailing  
their dreams to me
like I can see 
the insecurity's  
of faults and scams 
I don't need to rhyme 
that the feds they deigned 
to brainwash the rats 
with wars and gats 
matted is the fur  
of the weak and the bleak 
they worry about shit 
but there covered in it   
I fight not the gangs    
or your hillbilly antics 
I'm pass that whack   
I be on my lack  
to destroy the pyramids 
built by the sids  
they got your kids 
in vats made of cigs 

C
my cathode connects  
and the metal reacts  
15,000 degrees 
is all that I need
fusion and heat
angle and speed   
trip and bleed
ARC OUT in front of me

"sounds like I need therapy" 
v2 
whimsical is the lies  
that's the symbol's they device
mold on the mice 
fighting for their life's 
so bad so sad forgot they had  
nothing in hand 
but a gun and slam  
"2000 volts coming up" 

v3
this is not a fucking joke
this is what I've seen 
from the streets to the web
and everything between 
moms with 12 kids from 7 different dads  
growing up proud in the drug filled land
Billy  shot his Glock now has left on the block 
Susan got hit and her kids took the lick 
willy sold slam, ounces in hand, wow he's the man
Cheryl was so feral taking meth from Daryl 
Fredrick ran fast but the dogs ran faster 
this song is turning into quite the disaster  
we fell to the masters no cap no trapster 
rap is the path that they wrote in black 
computers and math make every track  
no soul no thought institutionalized rot

C
Arc out in front of me
trip and bleed 
angle and speed  
fusion and heat
is all that i need
15,000 degrees 
and the metal reacts 
my cathode connects

Arc Out

(pre)
RUNEEEE BISHOP RUNEEEEEE BISHOP

v1
For I am rune and im crawling in your mind
i have come to end all of time
ashes to ashes, runes to rock
sticks and weave , nature speaks to me
your temples, your land
my splendor at hand
the minds of young
they hear, my tongue

C
rune is the bishop
and bishop is scene
utterly Viking
samurai slicing
society collapse
rune bishop he raps

v2
rune he raps about this and that
he raps about things that don't protract
THE LIES, THE CAP, THE LIES, THE CAP...
IF YOU LIE TO MY FACE I'L STAB YOU IN THE BACK
BUILD YOUR CHURCH AS HIGH AS YOU WANT
IT'S A POINTLESS EXPAMPLE OF HOW YOU FLAUNT
The pagans on the shore
we creep up your door
sword and bore
now your heads on the floor

v3
Rune is here to guide you all
he speaks to trees
the deer's and bees
people thinking he is machine
a druid so fluid got that flow like a foe
the crystals of my mind are so intertwined
rune he raps about what he lacks
like the gang, pain, or thought in my brain

rune bishop rune bishop rune bishop bishop bishop

RUNE BISHOP

you motherfuckers should have known...
last chance......

v1
you mother fuckers 
should have know
that rune is here
he mounts the thrown 
you talk cheep Glocks 
and taking up blocks 
while im inside
finding what feds do hide 

(Spin!!)

v2
fuck everything its falling all apart (YEAH?!)
the construction of lies is blackened at the heart (FUCK IT)
Were all on drugs and mental to the core (SCREWED!)
Shooting up the Whore, Add her to your score (BITCH!)
Dam, Dam, Dam, Mighty government plan (SUITS)
where were you? When you dried up the dam
The Blacks, The Whites, The Hicks, The Licks... 
They got us fighting each other like some Dipshits 
While you spur on wars with money we don't have
Or maybe it's all cap and the Earth is fucking flat (LIES!)
I don't care about any of this shit
I'd Rather end up in Dirt Rotten quick
(RUNE!!!)

C
When RUNE comes to town i'm gonna melt yeah down 
YOUR HOOD< YOUR BITCH< YOUR EXISTENCE
To me looking like a rat carcass 
Clear out this bitch!..... RUNE is making rips

v3
Lame ass shit all in my cortex 
Sounds from some pussy's 
Who can not throw a fist
All they are is a slip 
None functioning Bitch 
Wrap your fucking lips 
Around my chrome stick 
It's about to fucking click 
Hope you were ready this
(BISHOP!)
C
When rune comes around hide in shadows now
He's Evil, He's Wrong, He's Pegan god 
Clear out this bitch!...... Rune is Making Rips!

Making Rips

technocracy

(v1)
siting in my car not getting vary far 
hoping that my life will return to tar
that's when it happed 
the deletion of the fraction 
i went to the place 
the Rune Dimension Space 
i focused the sound of nothing all around
i fallowed it down to a place i never found
the spiral of the tunnel 
the wax of the funnel 
everything i was
is everything im not 

(v2)
delete your fucking ego
and stop this fake ass shit
killing one another 
yeah were getting somewhere quick
you can bash my fucking face
and i'l brake your god dam spine
at the end of the day we are losing all mankind
i'm straight to the point 
like the amount we be smoking joints 
i don't rap fast because i'm not
spastic drooling trash 
i never mince my words 
my god dam feelings are being heard 
yall talk walking hard 
while you never were in charge 
we are all around you 
and were sizing you up
the lazy fucking pigs 
are about to get stuffed 
your power will be first 
then i'l target the thirst 
your food, land, tanks,
will be blasted out of place 

(v3)
will put you in a cage
worse then you made for us
well take the fucking key 
and let you watch it rust
its over its done      
we let you have your fun
but now your fat and old 
your mind beings to fold 
the thought process will now begin to change
the rich and the poor its all a cooperate game
the human inside i will look into your eyes
make your ass project how your life is a mess
it doesn't  matter if your queer
it doesn't matter if your black
it doesn't matter if your white 
or you know how to rap
the money is a joke and we are the gods 
the people at the top are acting like retards 
words and symbols don't mean shit 
when we are running out of space real fucking quick 
the material is either here or its fucking not
bullshit ass rates from cracker ass crocks 
matt and fucking rick 
more like dip and fucking shit 
delete your fucking ego 
we dont have time for this shit
i'm the truth the rune  
and im talking to you

Rune Bishop

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