The Bad Guy That Asked God To Save Me From One.
 

Wanna talk about hungry, i aint ate in some nights
The pain when i writes reflective of an angel in flight
the crowd that I draw, stencils of the satanist type
From anger and spite, collections of an atheist life
Another day in the light, will push me to a quicker decay
Or a chick where I lay, who never sees the bitch in her ways
Certain twist of the blade, catch me off gaurd when I lust
Flirting with pills, before they all dissolve in my guts
The coffin should shut, I wish it would one of these days
Cause nothing can save a man who's been wanting his grave
Keep on running away, distance closes in when fatigued
You wake up and run again, hoping this is a dream
But this is the cream of the crop, the crem de le crem
Lookin at less fortunates, what makes you better then them?
Like you've never been them, dead, homeless and broke
And you don't wanna be alone, what you call home is a joke
The aroma, the smoke signals you've been hiding behind
You've gotta face it all, opening one eye at a time
Going blind, trying to find drugs just to numb how you feel
When being inside your minds just as dumb as the field
The punishments real, detoxing for the lack of your funds
Oh -the things you would do, if you only had any guns
Tragedy comes to those who stand in your way
You can't make it without a fix, you've abandoned your faith
Well damnit, ill take a risk if something good comes along
Until then, better write a fucking hoook for this song
You look at me wrong, like where the hell you get the accord
To go and rob a man who's pockets are as empty as yours
I'm depressed to the floor, cause I'm still stuck in my ways
And it'll be this way until my death is fucking arranged
I got nothing to say, unless you really been through it all
There's no excuse for being soft, except your dick is to small
Didn't you all have a trial, or tribulations before
We've all been hit with shit, just have different ways to absorb
And I could rap for days if I want, or go and pray to someone
But can't be the bad guy that asked god to save me from one

Church.

But this is the cream of the crop, the crem de le creme
Lookin at less fortunates, what makes you better then them?

The punishments real, detoxing for the lack of your funds
Oh -the things you would do, if you only had any guns

these and maybe a few other minor gems stuck out.

you are someone who distinctly represents a consistency in the OM. you are a staple figure for this reason alone. whether this is beneficial or not is the question.

to digress: i always hear in one way or another that one's comfort zone is the ultimate downfall for any development. as far as most paths travel. consistency breeds comfort, safety, stability, and what really results in good work artistically. not great work, but good. this is time sensitive and what suffers is reactivity and excitement from the reader's standpoint.

you're somebody who uses the board and the om in particular to counterbalance negativity you feel. i can relate. but as i continue to read your verses, i continually find myself wanting you to tap into something more. more expansive, more inspired even. like you saw something amazing and you need to describe it but theres no words to do so. try your hardest, beat around the bush until you tap into the source and the honey leaks.

you've got your problems, I've got mine. your only cage is the literal. your creative license never expires. see where it can take you..


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Thanks black.
I'm actually looking forward to another collab with you. Perhaps I can tap into it there.
Shall we? From what I remember, our last and only collab thus far faired well and earned a spot in om hof. Not saying that will happen again.. but id like to have at it if your down. Lemme know.
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I liked this. There was a sense of despair throughout that felt real and struck a chord with me as I've been through similar situations of detoxing from pills on my own. It's not very fun. As for the lyricism, I've seen better from you, but I understand this wasn't meant to be a lyrical showcase and more of a vent. I dig it.

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