Lost in a place that cant be identified by the human eye

Only the lyrical can see this place

The face of a man who understands lyrical pace scares the normal

Immortal with his technique for the eternity he is in

A pen is a deadly thing to use

You can write something so beautiful

Or write out a death sentence

Here is the true verdict

I’ve been sentenced to a life in hell

Shit, Life is hell and I need ice water

The heavenly father has cursed me for some reason

Since I’ve been breathing I’ve wondered if God has favorites

And yes I have the balls to say it

I’ve questioned the existence of the all mighty

After these words most wont like me

But so what

Fuck off and never come back to see me personally

Dictatorship is religion

That is my sad vision

Right from wrong is a natural habit you must pick up

If you don’t follow the good word they say you go to hell

Well I’ve sinned enough to the point you’d think I was already there

Life isn’t fair at all

You think I’m wrong?

I think I’m right based off the facts

Just look at the sadness and pain in Connecticut

Where the fuck was he when those innocent kids lost their lives

May not come when you call but always on time my ass

He should have saved them

And yet criminals remain living

My pen expresses my frustration

Fuck this cruel nation

There’s no denying the fire in my heat

It lights my path in the dark

Will spark the thought of the nation with true art

Make my mark just by my words alone

Completely real and no sign of being a fraud

God gave me this gift and I’ll use it to kill the bullshit

I don’t want hits, I want classics

A rhyming bastard that knows he has accepted the conditions

The mission is crystal clear

Make the industry and the underground fear my presence

Stand alone is the lesson I’ve learned to study

If its clean ……great

But its better if it gets verbally bloody

Used to want to be loved

Now I can give a shit about anyone’s opinion

The conclusion for my career

Arrive, raise hell, and then leave

Words are deep

There isn’t enough dudes who can kill the mic

Fight for your right to rhyme

Cyphering feels like its in a decline

Well I’ll give it a boost

Who actually has the juice in the booth

Loose the big ass chains and bright colors

None of that matters in this world sucka

Sucka MCs get destroyed with one word

Lyrical

Feels like a atomic bomb hit your world

To every woman and man hearing this….. focus on the words

And not the catchy beat

These rappers only put out this bullshit to be able to beat pussy up

Not to be beat the beat up tough

The radio sucks… shit whats new?

When is the last time you tuned in and had a groove that verbally moved you?

Answer that and then you can get back to me

Keep it moving if you don’t understand the movement

This is just rapping

No need to threaten me with your fake shooting

To hell with falling backwards

These bastards never heard of a flow like mine

Bitch and complain every time they get a chance to

Fuck you for another round of trading bars

Maybe I shouldn’t say trading bars

More like delivering a verbal onslaught

I taught myself to kill each verse like its my last

No more mode of just doing demos

I’m past that stage

Next stage will be the one I perform on

Born super hero

The human torch with the mic

So each rhyme I spit is flame on

Supernova passion while rapping

Attacking me wont be the smartest choice

Just turn away to save your face

I’ll turn your shit into a pancake

Completely flat when you hear me spaz

I’ll never be about cash

The day I sell out will be the day I’ll let Lil Wayne beat my ass

No diss intended, just being realistic

You have to live it to get the motivation behind the man from Sacto

Stay on my toes just to keep moving

I know what I’m doing and you’ll know fully soon

My spot is reserved from me

I just have to get there

Even if the odds aren’t fair

This is the sound of a dead man

His spirit roams each day to haunt the living

You may think this is sickening

But this is the first step to his reckoning

While he was living he felt people were sleeping on him

Not noticed at all

He committed suicide just to see what death would feel like

Not depressed one bit

Living just made him sick and tired

Working made him wired

He wished he could have retired young but not enough money in the account

No woman bothered to look at him

Became grim and he pushed away his friends

He used to believe in the lord then made a decision

His conclusion was that he made his own beliefs

To be who you want to be without any rule

To not be a tool

A ghost he is to scare you dudes

Kick the fuck out of anyone who moves

My groove proves that things move at a reckless pace

I’m the ace that laced up at birth

You’ll get murked if I let the beat lurk

Hurt feelings with each explicit word

Flip a bird on any novice turd

You never heard of anything this aggressive

I just took the opportunity to be attentive

Sensitive ass listeners piss me off

Don’t make records for the crowd

Do it for myself to make my soul proud

No clouded judgment so you got to love it

I prefer to be loved but no hug needed

I’m here to feed you so eat it

I’m barely scratching the surface of the sick things I think

I need a therapist to give me a different perspective about how I think

Possessed by a pen’s ink

It kicked in my body as soon as the beat started to sink

No turning back to the old

Bold statement by me so far

Reached far into my soul just improve regardless of the weak recognition

Conditioned for the long haul

My dreams wont fall due to the fact that I’m raw enough to claw up a wall

Fuck anyone who stalled on me

People lately are so phony

I wish I could clone a million of me

At least the population would be trust worthy

Everything I say is buzz worthy

I’m murking every single beat for here on out

No reason for a specific subject matter when only the lyricism matters

Never had a father so why bother having a role model

Want me to be modeled after a fuck up

With my luck I’ll run into to his ass at the mall

I’ll never ball because my personality wont let me be flashy

Fuck making a dent in the game

I’m shattering that bitch when given the chance

Not with a stupid dance or skinny jeans

Verbally mean because the world needs to hear this

Feel this and please don’t fear this

Ignorance from society is the only thing holding me back

But I push forward each day with my rapping

This isn’t acting

I’m matching the energy of a soccer team

I’m running all over the field to make my dream fulfilled

Skilled beyond my years

Rhyming And Bullshit

1.Rhyming And Bullshit (Produced By Juan Ryan)

2.Beat Goes On (Produced By Ighce)

3.On The Hunt (Produced By Ighce)

4.I Just Want to Rhyme (Produced By Ighce)

5.Be You (Produced By Ighce)

6.Feel This (Produced By Juan Ryan)

7.Hear This (Produced By Ighce)

8.The End (Produced By Ighce)

Sometimes I wonder why I want this life

The microphone is the only thing stable

People are able to change their mind about how they feel

To be real a lot of people would sell their souls for a record deal

I want one but the devil wont ever be a friend

Have many sins but I want let them make me a puppet

Best advice ever is just to be you

Don’t listen to the yes men

Be thankful for the true friends who do say no

Think slow because life goes by fast

Give everything time

I’m blessed to rhyme in every single line

I’ve combined my energy and my creativity to make a beautiful melody

When I die I’ll take this feeling to the other side

Cruise Control (Produced By NEED)

I’m meant to rap muthafucka

If I could I’d rap all day

No interruptions, no bullshit, no delay

My way

They say its hard to make it

I say not really

Especially based off the climate right now

Its easy to stand out when you’re lyrical

Heart felt and thought provoking

These swag rappers will soak all this in

Trying to figure out how lyricist make things spin

Turn this bitch into a turn top

But to get spins we wont sell our souls

So pop isn’t an option

Hop off my dick when I get on the tube

I’m a nice guy but stardom will force you to be rude

Understand the view

So much we all have been through

But these “Fans” don’t see us as human

So when you don’t do certain things that is in your persona

They start to boo

I will never listen to no one

Only me

One Man Army (Produced By Juan Ryan)

To be honest with you I think I suck at rapping

I seem confident but I’m truthfully scared

Fully aware of my faults

I threw salt on my own wounds in my bedroom

My personal doom will come soon

The guillotine looms over my head

Death is the exit route

I say that a lot out loud

Never been in the in crowd

Personality wont allow me to gossip

I don’t give a fuck about your deep pockets

Getting tired of seeing these cartoon ass dudes

I should rip out my eye sockets

Being blind must be calm because you don’t have to see bullshit

Image killed the thought of a gift

If you cant sell the product the pusher jumps ship

Wonder why I haven’t caught buzz yet

Maybe I should make a dance record

But I know better

Doing so will sell my soul for cheap

I leap for the stars just to feel close to heaven

Why do I keep saying that when I question it

The most disgusting people on this planet get everything handed to them

The good hearts get ripped from limb to limb

Don’t have many friends

Bitter to my end

Bitter because I’ve been fucked over numerous times

Haven’t found love yet

Yes I do want it very bad

Sad that I haven’t found ms right in life

But I found sacrifice

I need the whole world to listen

There is a reason why I spit it

Can not forfeit being a lyricist

I’m cut from a cloth that consist of real MCs

Eminem, 2pac, Redman, The Beasties

Believe me when I say I’m influenced heavily

My energy shows so

Slow down with the negative contexts

Shit like that makes me X out all the people around me

Those who stand alone eventually succeed

Your forced to think deeply about the path

Built to last the storm with no questions asked

Saw me in half and I’ll still talk

Kick my ass and I’ll still be able to walk

Cut out my eyes and I’ll still be able to see through the third eye

Its rap or die

Nothing past that because my life is meant for one chapter

Its the beginning of the end for those who never got wind

Welcome to a place similar to Hell

It burns here

Third degree burns will make you beg for mercy

Enter my house with caution

No one makes it out

NEVER

Not even often

Don’t need a coffin when you’ll be ash

You will feel me whether you like it or not

Feel me like a porn star on a dick

Which means take me fully in

I’m in a win win situation so stop hating on my pen

My pen is the weapon of mass destruction

Don’t want nothing with this

Make your city evaporate when I’m awake

For heavens sake why wait for December for your doom’s day

I’ll end you today if I want to

With out a damn issue in mind

Don’t mind to cause drama because its fun to do

The world is a fame whore anyway

They’ll try to fuck me before I fuck them

Slim chance they will because they have no will to do so

I’ll go Jason Statham on my foes

Dodge their jabs

And kick them so hard in the nuts they cough them up in the evening

Selling out needs to be looked up in the dictionary

Dumbing down your talent to get money

Not me honey

Lyrically I’m always displaying my funny sense of humor

That will translate to money

Allowing me to take over the globe

Then I’ll put out a hit on every pop rapper

Slaughter those who aren’t meant to have a happily ever after