Unconditional Genocide.

Geno · 09-01-2013, 10:47 PM

New page, different chapter from the same fucking story
Honky dory, hard to not stick my nose wer there ain't nothing for me
Guts and glory, family ties are fucking forming into knotts
Can't turn a hoe into a housewife, but she sure cud turn me into cops
Broke probation, violated, on the run for weeks alone
Who were you to say its time, i thought it went -to each his own
My demons grown a lot since the days that you were trusted
And you hate me all the time, that's just the way that you've adjusted
I'm engaging music -fuck it, found a new bitch to call my own
And she's everything I make her, beautician, hardly clothed
Got this sick fucking way with dirty words, perveted slurs
You change up so fuckin much that I paint her with perfect curves
This verse is yours, but you ain't who you think you are
Thought you had me figured out, but your way of thinkings wrong
Nowadays I chase the dream, and fucking features faithfully
this love is unconditional, there isn't much escape for me
This hatreds deep, the one you left inside my soul
K. Dot Lamar of pain, its underneathe of my control
Dying slow, a science show, the way you just dissect my heart
The world is still in awe, like how'd he do it, question mark?
Let's embark, forget them scars, what doesn't kill you makes you ill
Stab me -shoot me, but you just can't break me still
I trained with pills, overdosed, and came back like the holy ghost
Comatose, pulled the plug -spewed my guts and wrote the flow

09-01-2013, 10:47 PM	#1
Geno White Earl Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: Philly Cat. Posts: 12,354 Battle Record: 10-15 Accomplishments - Open Mic HOF (4x) Champed - Netcees Writers League - Write Week I - Write Week 8 Rep Power: 50036761	Unconditional Genocide. New page, different chapter from the same fucking story Honky dory, hard to not stick my nose wer there ain't nothing for me Guts and glory, family ties are fucking forming into knotts Can't turn a hoe into a housewife, but she sure cud turn me into cops Broke probation, violated, on the run for weeks alone Who were you to say its time, i thought it went -to each his own My demons grown a lot since the days that you were trusted And you hate me all the time, that's just the way that you've adjusted I'm engaging music -fuck it, found a new bitch to call my own And she's everything I make her, beautician, hardly clothed Got this sick fucking way with dirty words, perveted slurs You change up so fuckin much that I paint her with perfect curves This verse is yours, but you ain't who you think you are Thought you had me figured out, but your way of thinkings wrong Nowadays I chase the dream, and fucking features faithfully this love is unconditional, there isn't much escape for me This hatreds deep, the one you left inside my soul K. Dot Lamar of pain, its underneathe of my control Dying slow, a science show, the way you just dissect my heart The world is still in awe, like how'd he do it, question mark? Let's embark, forget them scars, what doesn't kill you makes you ill Stab me -shoot me, but you just can't break me still I trained with pills, overdosed, and came back like the holy ghost Comatose, pulled the plug -spewed my guts and wrote the flow __________________ *-A.bove T.he R.est*