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GoD LiKe
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Back Like I was Never Gone
IP:
[Hook X2]
Tha Good Lifes an … Illusion … its only what you … Think-you-See,
Tha Good Lifes a … Delusion … ya Mind signals it … Instinctively,
Tha Good Lifes fulla … Confusion … Slip up and when ya … Blink-you’ll-be,
In ya Life … Refusing … ta ‘Connect’ tha right path… with tha missing ‘Link’-ya-See
Ice Pick
This shit been building up for a minute, this site done forgot about me and acts like i was never nice with this.... Yall fucking wrong , this shits bout to get fucked up in a minute... When the crew is involved you know its about to get torn up and dismantled.....
Yo ent rip these mother fuckers
ENtity's verse
ya vision is blurred from incisionsed herbz hangin from crucifixes, next you get restricted...
held down with nails, a sound exspellz from tha groundz of hell that bound ya cellz...
you frown and wail cause you know these clowns prevailed...
blood dripz from closed eyelids as mud gripz his rosed sigh ripz...
Bibles aflame as Rifles take aim at your chest, that's too easy here's what i suggest...
ingest his cranium..food for knowledge, then invest titanium into his cerebrum...
give his tongue to tha sheep for gum...fill his spleen with rum...
listen to your screams for fun! this machine ain't done...
Replace ya Eyes with 8 ballz then hit 'em on Que...
in place of thighs we make jawz, then watch you vomit and spew...
why would i be honest to you? Put Glue on Teeth...
no more yelling from you, now i see Blue on Meat...
where's your God now, huh? where ya God now?
where's ya savior that used to Naud Proud...
hahahahahahahahahahaha...
[Hook X2]
Tha Good Lifes an … Illusion … its only what you … Think-you-See,
Tha Good Lifes a … Delusion … ya Mind signals it … Instinctively,
Tha Good Lifes fulla … Confusion … Slip up and when ya … Blink-you’ll-be,
In ya Life … Refusing … ta ‘Connect’ tha right path… with tha missing ‘Link’-ya-See
My Mans GrYmee
Well, guess what, now you know...but it's too late...
open ya chest up, how to flow?..you spew a lake...
I new to wait, and drain ya blood first..what a Flooded Curse...
ya never heard it worse..tha pleas of forgiveness...
seas of orbituass incideious carcusses afloat...
sparking dust from throats i kick start ya heart...
oops, too much voltage, a wicked marked tha start...
ya mouth is candle lit, just lemme know if you can't handle it...
are ya teeth black yet?..you need me to cheat and crack it...
I hear you repenting ya sin under ya breath...
but ya intentions were then, hear tha thunder of death?...
oh yea, i broke tha bass in ya Ear Drums...
that was after i poked ya face with a spear gun...
now, when it's all said and done..you're still dead and numb...
but you learned a lesson, after being burned and lessened...
it's no good to you now..but at least your smarter...
oh yea, i forgot to mention, welcome to hell's charter...
My shitr ICe Pick
Im Scar'd-for-Life, Livin tha Hardest-Life, fulla Starving-Nights,
and Motionless-Silence, thas why I put together my Emotions-in-Violence,
Spillin my heart and soul in ta this Devotion-ta-Die!-…Hence…
Tha Story of my Life …
Cuz…
When I waz young … I used ta wake up and Stare-in-Fright, …
Sit outside my room at Night, and watch my Parents-Fight, …
Scenes Repeating over in my head… till I became Impaired-in-Sight,
Till it waz jus considered normal … cuz I couldn’t see tha Light,
It waz right in front of my face … but I waz Vague-in-Vision,
so I Accepted it! … and took tha wrong path and Made-Decisions,
to either end up Dead … or be Raised-in-Prison,
tha Pressure waz to much to take in … so I Engraved-Incisions,
Lacerating Deeply each Vein-in-my-Arm,
Spillin so much blood you’d think a Vampires Fang-bit-my-Arm,
And Contained-it-with-Harm, ever since then my Deranged… Brains-been-Taught,
a ‘Train-of-Thought,’ that keeps my ‘Loco Motive’ on tha ‘Track’,
I cant help but Overreact, when I come in Contact, and Attack, … cuz in Fact, …
My Mind… Body… and Soul became Restricted and Fassened-wit-Chains,
I Couldn’t take all tha Pain! … my ‘Out Look’ on Life Changed… through ‘Plastic’-…its-Strange!,
How … one night of Envy and Lust could result in a Drastic-Exchange,
Of Relentless Violence of Strife-in-its-Prime!,
So im Clutching my Neck … Grasping for Air cuz my Lifes-in-a-Bind!,
Thoughts of Suicide after I inserted that Knife-in-ya-Spine,
And Continued ta Rip and Drag it Through-ya-Torso!,
It Grew-ta-Force-Full!, Released Anger ta show no Remorse-… So,
Maybe ya shouldn’t have Stabbed me in tha back and taken Advantage-of-Me!,
Slipped a pill in my drink and u think u could of Managed-ta-Love-Me!?
But tha Tides Shifted from Good to Evil when ya got Turned-Down, you Yearned-Now!,
in ya Heart ta make my Life a Living Hell with no Concern-Found,
on ya Face … cuz tha Witty Smirk waz hidden by tha Arch-in-ya-Smile,
became Dark-and-Defile!, so … I thought to myself … I aint about ta Grope-this-Dancer,
so she pulled a Switch Blade ta my neck ta Provoke-my-Answer,
in Hopes-ta-Transfer, and Inflict this Sickness with tha Quickness and spread this Cancer,
but I forced tha knife away and now im In-Rage!,
I said… Bitch don’t make me leave ya Guts and Glory hanging out tha side of ya Rib-Cage!,
She looked deep into my Eyes, became focused and Mesmerized,
so I told her … either ya ‘Confess-ya-Lies!’, … or ‘Spill-ya-Guts-out!’,
she Accepted it cuz it waznt my fault … but Still-this-Slut-Shouts!,
that im tryin to Rape-Her!, all of a sudden her Insides hit tha Floor from tha Depth of tha Saber,
cuz I Couldn’t let her Crying Screams roam and wake up tha Neighbors,…
So…
its Because of You… My backs been Bruised-from-Whips, …
Hands and Feet tied up like Jesus on a Crucifix,…
but my Scars are to Deep ta show to tha Naked-eye, so ill let this Hatred-fly,
Knowing its gunna effect Me-in-tha-Outcome!,
u once ‘Took my Breath Away’ … but now im ‘Breathin-without-Lungs,’
Theres so much Confusion, that theres no choice for Refusing,
ta lose my self In tha Odyssey known as Illusions,…
[Hook X2]
Tha Good Lifes an … Illusion … its only what you … Think-you-See,
Tha Good Lifes a … Delusion … ya Mind signals it … Instinctively,
Tha Good Lifes fulla … Confusion … Slip up and when ya … Blink-you’ll-be,
In ya Life … Refusing … ta ‘Connect’ tha right path… with tha missing ‘Link’-ya-See
This is our life our rymes a sick identity that was ment to be, Yall can hate it or love it but mother fuckers im back in this bitch,.....
More hot shit on the way
Holla at ya boy
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