Yesterday you'd said us what we must read
Now it's the system of Rap government we breed
Lack of individual constructed personality
Fucked up the rap government to conducted loyalty
I'd saw their rules' futility to those in controll
They drench freedom ability From abandon souls
They're system of mind control exhaust on the brain sparks
And now we blow up, as soon as the music starts.......
This time around!,
am a Ram a machete in ya body, and leave it Jammed in ya Chest...
now ur Fam's forced to an open casket, as you getz laid to Rest...
but God Bless, as i Confess to this Tragic Mess...
was it Drastic? Yes, but its still an Classic Death...
i can take an Massive Breath, blow, and pollute ya city like Acid' n Meth...
now inhale my deadly mist, and if ur venomous then you'll pass this Test...
see am a Unforgiving, lunatic live'n with my weapon i call it Lyrical Peela...
i stay murdering emcee's in battles, so label me a Serial lyrical Killa...
with suspense like a Thrilla, cuz im wondering who's Next...
to get slained in Tex, cant fuck with rex, time to start breaking Necks...
on fools thats Making Bets, that Rex Fake and just making Threats...
so im ending careers of Vets, and leaving'em' wit a life time of Regrets...
now the Rest pay ur Respects, and Re-Check yaself befor ya Step...
cuz i'll Floor ya Rep, then send you to the Morgue for Prep...
then come back for the ''best'' and manually Beat'em' to Death...
so face it, you cant Sustain tha Pain i apply on ya Brain...
cuz my behavior cant be Contained, see i was installed to be Insane...
and trying to find a solution would be In-Vain...
theres no hope for my functions, cuz their permanently Stained....
Do you think this is Selfish? Does this make me crazed?
It's just a consequence of the decison I've made
To march the parade, strong as a renegade
To save each face that looks to our way
We won't die today, Life we take in praise
Then raise the stakes, paradise is the fate
If we wait too long, everything will be gone
Including the tune to the our song..so we wait
( My chorus x2))
Force your muscles - Force your brain
You gotta make it - thru the rain
No matter the drops of sweat on your face
You gotta make it - Win the race
six shots get fixed up my wirsts cuffed with his blood
im mixed up ,prostitues scream "do you want your dick sucked"
a knife sliced took my wifes life,rolled murders dice twice
am i nice? My minds right while I cant find my eyes sight
this vision is lacking ,prison is backing, decision and acting
like this a wack dream from kids who retracting
any sign of talent, my many minds are telling
to redifine the dwelling and we will find were selling
the weed behind a felon I see my mind is yelling
"get rid of these voices" im sick of no choices
is this all just pointless? i never enjoyed this
I heat my house with a oven, repeat this out if your stubborn
we will douce all your loven, like a mouse you are nothing
seen my past no regrets,I seem to ask who is next
no need to pass,we the best, lay these bastards to rest
Follow a madness, called by your desire
Always unending, driving you higher
Stealing a lifetime, things you take for greed
Falling forever, trying to succeed
Here in this silent world, I know it's sure
Only in days of cold could I speak the words
Now I'm cast out again, sent far away
There's nothing left of me, on my judgment day
then he came, I did not feel the same
Promises made, then he just fades away
Why should I try, I'd just feed the fire
Fade to flames, still driving you higher
Take rex sin and peace March them off to war
Only numbered To count down the final score
Hide your eyes, don't watch them suffer
Can't you see they the action isn't real
See their face,Maybe it's a fear we really feel
(chorus x2)
Force your muscles - Force your brain
You gotta make it - thru the rain
No matter the drops of sweat on your face
You gotta make it - Win the race
REXLESS In Blue
TheSinnister In orange
Peace In Red