This Isnt Dubstep (so sick)

im not mad j6mxn-3265230209@job.craigslist.org

Suppressants

I hear the voices do the voices hear me? when on the microphone is that spirit in me? Am i supposed to be here or is it my time to leave? Living off the dead flesh corspe got me twisted meng. 

  Sitting on a sofa waiting for a storm emerging.. emergency the state is in news does say its certain.. what's behind the curtian stirnged up puppets downed by cutting flimsy bodies flailing limbs zombies ghouls n goblins meng.

.deathly moans are songs being sung by a siren...anarchys the Antichrist violence running vibrant...I vocalize my ghostly shell that screams at me in silence....my melody salacious tastless words from the magistrate.

.the darkness is in its renascence...music for the ambience..the audience in maliceness..south africa sends its prayers now tell me isnt that twisted? No more fist pumping.. gambling. cuz they stranded in south nj.. look at where ya ppl stay. ill bet u itll be the same ppl to blame. in the end game.

Is that Dr Strange he related to derranged? can i get up cup latte? sir somethings hanging from ur face? is that a leach? from the lake? is he is he is he dead? so before i get laid to bed live my YOLO namaste                          

                      
Three Witches from Macbeth
by William Shakespeare

Round about the cauldron go;   
In the poison’d entrails throw.  
Toad, that under cold stone    
Days and nights hast thirty one  
Swelter’d venom sleeping got,   
Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot.  

     Double, double toil and trouble; 
     Fire burn and cauldron bubble.  

Fillet of a fenny snake,   
In the cauldron boil and bake;   
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,   
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,  
Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,   
Lizard’s leg, and howlet’s wing,   
For a charm of powerful trouble, 
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.   

     Double, double toil and trouble;   
     Fire burn and cauldron bubble.         

Spooktacular Ghoul

October For Mayor

Roboit

Since November

Arrogant N Cocky E.O.Y Remix

Im on the base triple trickle my trip would tickle born the color of the nickle Bats magnetate but unable to escape flew in there own will now caught up in the belfry. The house is hot I can see this side is melting..burning sweltering I can hear the bats screaching pop vroom  flying off the balcony..scratching at my face..feel like a hundred when they passing me.... drop me to my knees... cover up with the hoodie..wait till they all pass.. get up than I boogie...too late the entrance block n couple bats didn't make it... and the building is collapsing so I run down to the basement...

Bats In The Belfry'

eat the poison eat the poison eat the poison dont you let they forget where we met show respect or u will be the next one that we leave up in the desert i want toys a cadillac a royce i big ass mansion like million dollar floyd my boys r employed paparazzi we avoid..anybody hatin is annoyed..is the woid..though i do the dialect when i preject my steroid. estoic in  manner got that schenectady grammar..you was ravaged by a panda southside of atalanta..u panhandled got manhandled..ur jury is ur peers on the panel..they wish they never saw they cant stand you..panda baby panda crazy caught up in a scandle  trying to do the mambo with this crazy panda lady..n memories hazy.getting suave dirty dancing till im swayze ghost..its roadhouse on a river boat..boast....i blame it on alcohol call me willie beaman ...move around the place like a mothafuckas schemin..aiming at ur face like its headhunting season...its duck season guess whos the quack?..i chompin on u niggaz like a snack u dont know where u at..u get thrown up in a fiend till u sleep or u crack..diablo is diabolic says this artist show promise..n those who dont like could just hold there hair n vomit..follow me into fluid motion recieve the annointing..its miracle a blessing when flowing like the ocean frank feel the rumbling from an armored tank..break n shake its a tidal wave or an earthquake..im like a..aboriginan native to the lands...and im the origanal i made it with my hands so im the original man landed in sudan..first son of abraham..direct decendant..massive explosion errodes the heaven  fire hoses in abdunance bodies found in the snow frozen dead lyin there they was lied to..mothers n fathers cried too suicide n omnicide cooicide nobody survives thru.

Annoyed Is The Woid

I Aint Rappin

why_so_serious_sms.mp3

I do my own beats my lyrics n all my own editing comments are always appreciated

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