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Take a look at MY MIND - PERFECTIONISTS do not write STYLISH SUICIDE NOTE'S IN RHYME.

  The night time’s We have been hearing many lies In the wind they carry far All the way to the northern star Little further from your goal you are Today From the yesterday gone bad The background Just make it black What ever sets you back Hundred dollars on the dime I’ve had enough of human life These days i have no future lives Or hope for the tomorrow into the next You show no respect Well that’s just my magic Cigarette The word on the package Warnings they have no effect on you Can’t you understand there’s nothing blue In what you get They call the stronger flavor back Cause it caused hickups and you were met With strong resistance when you expressed Your real feelings they wanted nothing to do with it So you take into this habit That so many others have It’s more about what comes out And when your sad You feel like living in this world That is mad That’s where i draw the li...
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REMEMBER TO PRAY, night turns into DAY. THE VILLAGE of idiots is MORE RELIGIOUS than MORMONS & GAY'S

Night time’s they have kept me up Wondering about the traffic signals Lights of artificial caliber Flow through my alibi Where was i? When the night time Turned into dusk On my writing desk there was so much dust And on the left side huge amounts of attention flowed It was my smartphone That was about to go Haywiring And worries krept up Then i decided I’m not dealing with that stuff Here we place a cut And the door it was kept shut No body welcome into this mind Even in the pitch black darkness There was always some light We found it inside Not from the out And when the pain crept in I transformed it into a shout I wasn’t too proud of what i had became But deforming into this type of insane That was just my way to riches and fame Cause how they ever gonna notice the man See the bullshit you do with your hands And compare it to mine The roots of these rhyme’s Came to me while i freestyled ...

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  It was a day amongst the many He was feeling very heavy In his mind soul inside The rhyme’s they kept flowing He didn’t even have to try Some days they were like concrete on his step Some others it was all about the next rep In the gym he ratted on Protein shakes were refined to upgrade his form And a storm of thoughts and ideas sprang from that Exercise is truly the one stop solution For your whole mind body operating system You need to get up from the couch And quit being such a slouch The fact is that if you don’t get any movement for a week Your whole mind will be foggy and you will be like A lost sheep in a dream And that’s how many people live nowadays From the car to the office chair and back That will only get you sick and fat So now let’s hone a better strategy for health Those sports people might not have the wealth Didn’t someone say wealth is health When i was going through transformation...

SET THE SCALES, FEATHER AGAINST GOLD who knows how this SPRING WILL UNFOLD!

  It was the end of the winter time The snows were melting And the Detective was dancing Really it was no dance at all But a intelligence gathering plane Flying under your radar In these times of great smog Some had speculated that they spray on us Nasty Chemicals Heavy metals and such Causing our brains to go in fogs When algoritms are set in place To stop the truth from coming out You can be rest assured That the status quo Is afraid of the underground And like a landscape Into another world you will see There are powers at be Who want to make you forget Even your dreams Yank out your teeth And make us all silent Eventough we clearly could speak Against the evil of the empire This is what you should towards aspire I’m not here only to inspire If that comes about then great Wrong things can be inspired too Like hate Against the obvious answer you have to set the scale ...

YOU NEED TO HEAR ME! Our meals are NOT so HAPPY anymore because our towns became the THEATERS OF WAR

  The remnants of a mind Ripped like cloth In between the breaths you take The light shining inside The isolated broth Who dropped it in that soup This is starting to seem like a coup E into the D-A-T When you in the helm of kingdom beware Of the poisoners dream We are a team And when we move in this espionage mission Like the navy seals Through the covers of the night No eyes but flashing fluorescent bullets fly Night vision goggles Searching for the bad guys The real enemy inside Not out there But from the gunshots The wise person You would never hear The end is near You could never wish it fly past you The uncle sam Did not have your best at his pointing hand And where did he want you to go From this vantage point In the mountain ranges we look down at the hole Left by a bullet of relative velocity Aimed at the caravan and leaving behind this Atrocity Minding your ow...

NOW we turn the SHIP around, raising the sail for a better land to be FOUND

  It was a day Of hopeless ponderings We had been wondering Through the pages Leaving behind middle ages And time’s of great despair Had seeped into the fabric Of everything that was Before you knew it I was your new boss We had been working at a loss And now was time to turn the ship around Raising the sail for a better land to be found We would keep on the try until the morning light Maybe a sound Of the trumpets from the signaling victory to us We would take all the time needed There was no fuss Some people they boarded on the buss The morning light had come and someone was stuck in the rush Now the hour passed All the cars were jammed There like stones of graves Living the cut and dry life It was the nature of the game Alternatives were not seeked until forced to do so Eventough they had gifts You could hear no chimes of bells or Ho Ho’s So now you follow My train of thou...

FIGHTING IS FOR FOOLS, get in the WINNER STRIDE and lose the DEVIL'S HOLD ON YOU.

This train Board you to hell Does that ring any bell? The levels of it like stairs These are nightmares You can no longer wake up from How to save yourself And your hopeless soul This is the mystery of afterlife The time for you to see is now ripe The devil of this world Surrounding you and taking hold of much of human kind It has double reason for wanting to rot away your mind First to make you a slave here on planet earth Second to make you afraid of transcending up from the herds And there’s a third reason too Because in the afterlife if he loses the reign over you You might actually see that the devil Was no never powerful at all Not powerful at all So in this moment now Ponder really deep the nature of evil and where it plants it’s seed In the mind first then the body follows after Soon you have turned from a good man into a real bastard You might deem that using a bit of mustard here Or drinking a bit o...