Free Verse Etiquette {Down Vote Me}

Duration

2:35

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Started 1/1/15 11:40 P.M. – Free Verse Etiquette I chewed my way out of the carnivorous belly of the beast Ready to pillage all the ships in the Spanish Armada fleet My nature is to disembowel the hardest beats And hang weaker lyricists by a towel in a Marxist dream Now this isn’t a way for me to beat my own drum But I’m really as twisted as they come On my hands and knees gathering every cocaine crumb, and making sure every drop of Novocain has been drunk Because I’m not satisfied until every fiber of my being is fucking numb 2 Dots is a born sinner, an atheist who sees salvation at the bottom of bottles of liquor Coke gave me a bad ticker, always picking the bag that was bigger Pills made me a bad figure, Jack gave me a bad liver And my life choices have lead me to (Live in a Van down by the River) I hope that little snippet brought you back to attention Because it looked for a moment there you were lost in a suspension I was about to grab your closest family and friends in a selection Sit them in a circle and give your loss of reality a quickened mention While I laugh to myself about being on the opposite side of an intervention I’ve been around the block and bedded with my demons Entered through their minds while they were fucking sleeping Took control over their thoughts while they were gone and dreaming Flooded their bodies with horrific and horrid dealings As I finally had them waking up in a state of vengeful screaming While I hold them down and impregnate them with my wretched semen Now my eyes gleaming, from what they are seeing Slit wrists and razorblades, Lost Boy like Renee Every girl I fuck, I seem to downgrade With every song I upload receiving minimal sound play I’m a savagely bubonic, microphone gripping demonic harlot, speaking in tongues, not Ebonics Burning down my life like it was Chronic, soaked in gin and tonic, my hedonics, I’m hooked on phonics Breaking down barriers like supersonic comets, harder than alcoholic plutonics, moving my monophonic harmonics, like plate tectonics I’m just a pessimist, revealing my Free Verse Etiquette Caressing feminists, while I praise verses from Exodus, in The Old Testament, its violence is excellent Some say I need an exorcist, for my depressive edifice, with a personality that is venomous But that’s incredulous, where’s your evidence? I’m a different kind of species, leaving my listeners tied in vocal leashes I’m a genius, who shows no weakness Leaving talkative non-believers speechless As I point toward their facial features with two steel pieces While they scramble in the last few seconds trying to find Jesus Pulling both triggers, as I leave 2 Dots over their eyes (I’s) like a dieresis (Here you can keep this) Finished 1/4/15 2:38 A.M. credits released 04 January 2015 Production by Taser