Darkness decends and before it ends,
It begins to twin into two times ten.
That's twenty nights and no sunlight.
So no sun, right? No son; ropes strung tight
Around necks. Southern fruit is both queer & odd.
Strangers loot the desert dead with beaks & claws
& cry caw! to signify the begining of the feast:
The consumption of a soul to ressurect the deceased.
The release of the felines endanger the fowl;
Play dead, that was now, this is then, the howl
Frightens the cats, which causes crows to morph into bats,
Forcing the brats to retreat from the true winged rat.
That's a crow to begin with, a crow with a flock,
Seeking revenge, recalling every face from the mob;
Willing to rob, the vigilante ghosts of their lives;
Killings the job, the crows of death take flight on this night...

HOLLA

People who channel their own inner hurt and loss and/or what they aint got into hate and violence towards others. That's what i got out of this.

Nice, cryptic and interesting. Especially some of the imagery.

..resp...

Holy shit, this has one of the most amazingly smooth flows I've ever read. On the real. And whats better, is not only did the words go incredibly well together, but they also made sense. That's difficult to do, wicked talent.

~Islam~

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Originally posted by Bruklor Nec is just dumb

I'm taking that as a compliment.

YO THAT SHIT IS HOT!!!!!! ONE O DA SICKEST SHIT I EVER READ DAWG NO LIE. KEEP THAT SHIT UP! Yo look me up man, first time on for me, i submitted 2 rhymes apperciate some feedback.
-Peace

Have to agree on that flow...very smooth indeed...
Content was raw n harsh....Gotta admit at times I
felt you strayed a bit off topic n I wasn't sure where
you were heading...but u brought urself back each
time very nicely...
great job..

~Soul~