lyrics:

weather all sunny, but inside it rains
i got no horse running inside this race
but im in saddle and holding the reins
auto pilot i cant fight it im switching my lanes
aim
high to the head 
i got lies that will die when im dead
silence in life im divided when i get reminded my words holding weight to my breathe
taken in  death

thoughts hit my brain like a punch to the face
punch to my gut everyday feels the same
shit needs to start looking better in order to change
coins to replace i got hundreds to make
voices speak louder when they coming straight from the hate

im stuck in the middle like Malcolm 
im aiming up high to reach up above just like a falcon
powder on noses its looking like talcum
but i gotta go and start climbing this mountain

money in flow I'm reminded by fountains
I'm moving so slow its like motion is countin

dog in my heart and my head always hounding
blood to my neck and its hard with its  pounding
lump in my chest I dont care how I'm sounding
gotta break thru the crowd when everybody is shouting

weather all sunny, but inside it rains
i got no horse running inside this race
but im in saddle and holding the reins
auto pilot i cant fight it im switching my lanes
aim 
high to the head 
i got lies that will die when im dead
silence in life im divided when i get reminded my words holding weight to my breathe
taken in  death

I'm alone with myself
i dont give a shit bout nobody else
alone with no help
home is in hell
problems to say but got no one to tell
maybe in time i'll find hope in myself 
I never felt good but i wanna feel well
sick all the time I'm under a spell
witch in my mind and that's where she will dwell

what you know about being trapped
doors with no keys and i cant see no latch
panic inside when the feeling of pressure jus snaps
but inside I'm alone and these demons attack

facts 
I wanna rap
I feel like i lack and I'm sounding so bad
and people all lie cuz they feeling all bad
green with these lines so it looks like i hack

weather all sunny, but inside it rains
i got no horse running inside this race
but im in saddle and holding the reins
auto pilot i cant fight it im switching my lanes
aim 
high to the head 
i got lies that will die when im dead
silence in life im divided when i get reminded my words holding weight to my breathe
taken in  death

kill a motherfucker with my words like woah
on a simple beat but i'll switch up my flow
i dont give a shit so i guess i'll go home
watch how you speak cuz youre changing your tone

E.T better phone home
if you dont know
im living in my own zone
sitting on my own
drink in my hand and im thinking should i go
stay for while i cant walk on my own

blood on my lips
blood on my hands
blood on my skin that drips onto the sand
leaving my crypt
bodies alive
walk into sun but cant open my eyes
feeling the light
burning me up
skin is on fire i dont give a fuck
gun on my head
empty the mag
pulling the trigger but nobodies sad

Inside It Rains  (prod. llouis)

Lemme Know

Restless

She Doin It

Questions?

It's Insane has two parts one is a fast flow rap but when the beat switches it turns into a melow, chill flow rap.

It's Insane

Playhouse

Weird Tales Radio Show #167: Jonathan Ferguson on Firearms
14/6/20210 Comments

In this week’s Weird Tales Radio Show (167) our guest is one of the UK’s leading experts on guns, ancient and modern (and now YouTube legend): Jonathan Ferguson, the Keeper of Firearms & Artillery at the UK’s National Firearms Centre, which is part of the Royal Armouries museum in Leeds. He is taking us on a whistle stop tour of very dangerous toys for boys. Not only discussing the 27,000 plus pistols, rifles and machine guns in the museum’s collection, including some which would be not be out of place in steampunk movies, but also  discussing how they are depicted, accurately or otherwise, in movies, TV series and computer gaming.

Links:  https://royalarmouries.org 
+ https://www.youtube.com/user/RoyalArmouries/ 
+ https://royalarmouries.org/about-us/collection-staff/jonathan-ferguson/

Questions?

Tony Blonko