OneStepBeyond

Savoring this? You seem distant of what this consisted of,
Praying for bliss, place me below and your ego trips above,
Waving my fist as your hate begins to eclipse my love,
May I insist I attach this scripture to the wings of doves,
Never placed a thing above, insist that I clinged too snug,
As my shoulders collapse from pain yours begin to shrug,
Poking at my absence of purity till your fingers numb,
You think its glum? More a sense of this as I'm drinking rum,
Act my fucking age? Thinking of you as I'm bickering on,
In a drunken rage listening to the angels singing a song,
Theres something caged, so as I'm thinking and singing along,
I crumble the page, and hear everything and ringings prolonged,
Buzzing in my ears, having a little displacement of thoughts,
Coming one with my fears, as my life is placed in a pause,
I'm running to the mirror, because all of my patience is lost,
Becoming too impaired, open the cabinet and breaking it off,
Shaking the bottles, hoping to hear pills, taking them all,
Comforted much but getting no where like i'm facing a wall,
Again crumble the page, imagining my securities dissolving,
You're coming of age... Seems you're maturites evolving,
11 months today, storm out so i can wash away the rain,
Even from past to present, it always remains the same..

Os1ris

I split up wit' my girl that shit aint workin'
Day by day we learnt it doubts growin' lurkin
In the wilderness now no paths no paths to follow
I left her house an' can't go back tommorrow
In life I roam whichever road I'm shown mind blown
Jus' let my rhymes flow, salvation in which I find hope
Sinkin' try an' float lyrical life raft or mind boat
I'm known for flows an' tokin' dope when I blow I glow
When I go for broke so sit an' chill wit ya chosen smoke
I'll get this shit off'a my motherfukin' shoulders yo
I've no more hope my woes have broken my will to cope
Feel like I've been blown open, emotionally
Frozen these hoes jokin' wit me I focus an' see
No hopin' in me heart broken my road's slopin' too deep
Now I'm tokin' my weed playin' cds soakin' in beats
Feel like I jus' wanna cut my wrists open an' bleed
Pull a trigger or get a noose in a rope on a tree
Hopin' to sleep but can't since this pain's woken in me
Good excuse for flowin', inside I'm growin'at least
Showin' these peeps that I'm not goin' to freak
I'm too worn out for that like I been rowin' in peat

88 miles per hour should do it.

88 miles per hour should do it.

this world is a drug, and everyone's selfish



FLY FREE

88 miles per hour should do it.

88 miles per hour should do it.

88 miles per hour should do it.

88 miles per hour should do it.

88 miles per hour should do it.