The Patient
 

I'm dodging bullets now... I'm running now... ah hell...

What the fuck is this shit... all the aliens just landed on Earth/
At the same time the first zombies were givin birth/
From a Necromancer rocking a suped out Herse/
I'm duckin and dodgin swords and Machettes/
And finding figures in my dreams like Jason and Freddy/
I keep having the same Nightmare about needles and jackets/
And big letters and hospitals with words all in [brackets]/
And dead bodies, telling me to cut all the racket/
My brain is obsurd... suddenly I'm in a car on a swerve/
Hardly I learned... what it's about, I'm on an infinite curve/
Around a mountain with castle, with lightning and rain/
And every second or so I feel a higher degree of my brain/
I check my pulse to make sure I'm alive/
Then I forget I'm the guy that's gotta drive/
The car with Satan inside/
I'm in the passenger seat... and looking out/
On a dead camp couceler and a dead scout/
On a long straight road, with 69 for a route/
What the fuck is this shit all about/
I keep screamin, but no words come from my voice/
The Grim reaper rolls up in the Royce/
And suddenly I'm him... looking at me/
Wording with my bony mouth, telling myself to just flee/
All of a sudden I'm rollin and rocking/
And I'm at the ringside, myself and a doctor are boxing/
With a cardiograph and a machine, used for shocking/
I send a blow to his chest... what? he's wearing a vest!?/
He puts a shock to my brain... I'm done with my test.../

Doctor:

Yeah this patient OnSlaught... has been here for years/
In his small padded room, fighting his fears/
Always caught in a dream, that never ends, reduce him to tears/
Always mumbling words, inaudible by our ears/

...

I don't know what the fuck I was thinking... this was about a 2 minute Keystyle... and I really don't know where this shit came from lmao...

I'll post a reply to someone elses shit right now

Edited for spelling

thats tight yo for 2 mins. Very erratic and spastic somewhat plastic, but I like the imagery that was there.
-cashed-
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