[Geno]

Title: Reality T.V. (Dull Boy Collab)

Geno..
Eyo..
Dullboy -what the hell you sippin? Listen, I can tell your different, tell your wisdom's prisms beyond programs on these televisions, let's get melted -twisted, to hell with physics, and discuss mansons helter skelter business// or bitches -materials, and what bitches appear to do for compliments -miracles, shots of tequilla -booze, currency -how the amount that I currently posess turns'em into fools//..

DullBoy..
Dull boy. Less a moniker than a state. Punching monitor's in the face while I monitor 'em, irate, with the kind of earth I made. Yeah, the monitor's my place, it's where the watching turned insane. Watch commercials, take it bots have learned to wave. The odd have turned to pain, but honestly we're saved. In this modern world to hate is to be honest, girl's behave like they're God is gonna save, but their God is just a faith. Everyone's caught up in this game of making apologies for doing what makes 'em operate, we're humans, but moving, gotta get honest to erase doctrines apes were using... There's human heads carved in wood on the arms of chairs where lion's sit. That's the type of shit I think when rhyming about Manson being a product of environment. None of us are monster sent Leviathan's, just combinations of consciousness. Bad and good are relative and forever interchanging. What's child molesting now, 200 years ago was dating. And we're all scared to say it. Our self expression's been gone. All this social media is just a highly evolved lynch mob. The idea of ourselves keeping us in line, but no one knows who they are when there's no all seeing eye.

Geno..
Cause were ultimately blind, partly dead -part alive, once upon a time -swang from vines, now we hang powerlines to minipulate the mind, crime stories, rhymes, entertain or waste your time// fine -I ain't falling for it though, your a clone, rather hit the forest floor -dig up brontosaurus bones, burry cordless phones, rome, roll some home grown, blow smoke at the ozone -watch it all explode// whoa! -off to hell in a basket, trashed it, prepping for the worlds collapse, dwelling in the blackness, in a straight jacket -with absynthe, in case of illuminatis absence, where I can escape the maddness// cause if it happens -pitch black awaits, and its back to basics, so I sit down in my castles basement, adjacent to the mask of jason, captivated, by my naked girlfriends patience, cause I'm painting the worlds end -on her ass with vagueness.

DullBoy..
Hmm. How to sum up oblivion. I'm too busy watching the sun up. Existence is nothing and infinite. It's what you envision it. Now, that's a tad evasive. 'How?' Well, you can only envision within your limits and imagination's bounds. So while it's true that your view can make you happy pain's around, if all you know is hope you can't track the anguish down. This is Pandora's box cutter, slide inside uncertainty and open it's hatch. It's where the soul is unmasked, and won't put it back. It's where the grass grows greener for Schrodinger's cat. It's where loneliness laughs 'cause it knows you're entrapped. One of the more insufferable of fellows. He just points and stares at you, 'til it's uncomfortable, then bellows. KILL YOURSELVES NOW. Seriously. Population's getting outta control. That's why I'm so depressing, it's in hopes that I might take a few of you to the end of a rope. Slitting your throats. 'Finish him' mode. Eminem's hoe. Bill Pullman swag. I'm on my second beer, getting Bobcat Goldthwait all up in your Greg Kinnear's.

Geno..
Damnit.. thats a tight fit, record it -should be priceless, and we overhyped it, righteous, my golden globes the brightest, strong performance -bicepts, your life gets sucked into the screen -poltergeist lives// its a vice grip -tune in via blue tooth, hear some valuable truth, get some loose screws, now you have a cast and crew, shoot the news -post your trash on you tube// situations lose/lose -what about the audiance, all depends I guess, 80% prolly crushing bath salt to sniff, caught the gist? were all at risk, wondering who's fault is this// all of it -turn your censor settings off, let me talk, inbed your thoughts, influence kids to get involved, get invoked, cartoons with deadly jokes -friendly dogs// empty cause -idle hands, title fights -iron man, johnny depp invites you all to pirate camp, try your hand, swashbuckle -violent scams, judge judys evil eye -ill be damned// at a glance -never knew the weight it held, minipulation -basic spells, zach and screech made me cheat -now we have to save ourselves.

Title: Never Be The Same

maybe this is it, our differences'll never be the same
baby this is sick, picture this -my dilemma be to change
i remember me the way we met, when you left i adapted
had this attachment, fatal attraction made us famous for passion
our baby was hatchin', funny how that didn't make me supportive
i paid for abortion, if we had a baby now -no way we'd afford it
you we're crazy for more dick, and the kitten was righteous

a literal flight risk, i wasn't living right in the midst of excitement

another kid was invited, had a little girl despite symptoms and habits
didn't give a shit -didn't matter, to deep inside the mixture of madness
but the big picture is massive, and i couldn't see most of my faults
went hard as fuck for my beliefs, when i'm supposed to be soft
cause my coaches were wrong, so my approach was a fail
laughing at the idiots who got caught, until i showed up in jail
my time was slow -i prevailed, upon release i had nothing
couldn't steal or be a thief, fucking police we're accustomed
looking at me like im bluffin, but i ain't fakin -i'm changin'
i had to make an arrangement, and left the neighborhood vacant
ex old lady was hatin', sayin' you'll never see our baby again
told her to shut the fuck up, that ain't no way to pretend
i put the gauge to her head until she ate what she said -psyche
no fucking way i would end life, before my scars get to mend right
i know i'm hard in my head christ, but you should pardon my pain
cause if you havn't noticed yet, i tried my hardest to change
i know i'm partly to blame, for how i'm playin my cards
but the hand i was dealt sucked, and the table was hard
had to crawl my whole life -at 28 i could walk, i'm finally 29
i watched a lot of people die that weren't even alive
so between you and i, im just a man whos been lied to
trying to comb the curves straight, but my brush isn't fine tooth
and i ain't rushin' to find you, this is just a fraction of me
trashin a beat, projecting in the future before the past intervenes

Title: Money Over Bitchesw

who are you to judge, i always put my family first
but hard headed, with the hands of a man that works
and i rehearsed, the words to say to you when i'm home
been gone all day, and left you in bed to lay there alone
i'f only i'd known, to busy out there chasing a dream
while you go out on weekends and i enable you cheat
my love for you as fucking crazy as me, psycho insane
bout to abuse every drug at once, fuck it -lighten the pain
before i die i'd like to explain, to all the friends that i have
that i ain't never been this depressed, or mentally black
afraid i'll never be back, that was the straw that broke it
co-workers catch me crying, like you ok dog -you chokin?
are you jokin, i hope they ain't real tears nigga be tough
i said nah, i just realized my daughters mom isn't in love
these bitches is nuts, you the hardest workin kid in the biz
at that moment, i realized who the fucking idiot is....
they say its money over bitches, but the bitch is the grind
a mans weakness is his greed, please forgive me for mine
or give me a sign, a black eye -or run me down with a truck
been on my ass my whole life, im fucking bound to get up
i've been fouled -i've been punched, i can stomach defeat
but this karma that im eating, it just doesn't agree..
end of the mutha fucking week, round the fourth of july
feeding me lines, like your time's more important than mine
no one forced you to lie, i know your patterns and shit
you act like a bitch, and blame me w.hen i actually flip
i'm rather convinced, deep inside you ain't forgotten me
but i just can't forgive, anymore weak ass apologies
though id probably, take you right back circumstantially
if you drop child support, so that you can't abandon me
my beliefs are based on this family, always ready to build
its just hard to breath life, into whats already been killed
guilt, from some you love me shit back into you hate me
accepted you as my lady, the connections through our baby
hoping that maybe, if i fall back you'll be able to grow some
takes one to know one, immature ideas -trying to show love
but im done, this time i learned what could never be taught
let the love go, if comes back n leaves then forever its lost
exhaust, let some steam off in the booth and release..
the truth is a beast, im just glad its over now -truly at peace.

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