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Old 05-18-2024, 05:04 AM   #1
Geno
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Default Burn out

Its never enough when i write
My blood, sweat, tears drench cover the mic
Lifes like a page in my book
And births like -ive created the hook
My worst days serving hatred in the booth
I escape within the matrix of the lines
And the rhymes, and the violin is crying
When its silent the violence is hiding
In the tiny pit of my abyss
Basically its taken me depravity to slay a beat
An automated way ive sworn
To take my hatred by the horns
And end this viscious silent war
Inside im torn to pieces
By my demons im releasing
My allegiance and obediance to behemouths
Is leading the ingrediants
Now im readin deaper into science
And the mayans..
And applying it to why i live with failue
Im sailing in the back of this cadalac
Reminiscent of the past
Preminitions coming fast
Red light, yellow light, green light
Speeding like a bat out of hell and skerrrrt
Mad at my hell on earth
This is why im quiet
Im efficient while my mind is at a distance
Its a kind of wisdom while my third eye glistens
I will judge not by the news
Only facts, only truths
Only what i know is not baloney
Not below me to be lonely
Ive been homeless
Ive been known as just a bad chromosome
And the road homes lonely as i go
As i go.... fuck it
Ive been on the brink of my destruction
Drinkin, drugs, runnin guns
And ive come to believe
What you thinks what you breed in the streets
And the reason its unique
As a people we concieve different evils in defeat
And react with a fabric
That happens to clash with a modernized fashion
Id rather wear a bag, with a sag and a tear
And despair is my personal apparel
Im careful to share with the world what i learned
Its a whirlwind of burns
And it turns out...
That im burned out yall
I think im burned out
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