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‘If you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.’ Friedrich Nietzsche
Temporary Insanity Beautiful Loser Rabbit Pt. I: Half Way To Romance Clocks “A” 12040 Lola Destiny’s Child (Interlude) Rabbit Pt. II (by Yimmi) Mirrors Solace 17 + 17
Bonus: I Should Have Been A Rapper (ft. Larristotle & Ralph Hardy)
Completely suffocated in the vastness of this vacuum you have no option but to merely 'exist' in. where are you? More to the point. yet you always manage to find a new last breath to extend the pain. This is how it feels to not feel. no middle 3 So. the walls just keep on getting closer. dreamer. shrinking to the middle. Meanwhile. otherwise you will suffocate to death. it is outside. no walls and no fresh air. But remember there are no walls. . it has no walls. therefore. There is no higher point of emotion you can experience. You can find no space to breathe.Temporary Insanity Trapped in a room with no windows. except you feel no longer exist in the world of physics. There is nothing physically stopping you from leaving. but the exit is not at the bottom. Everything is heightened to the peak of desensitization. who have you become? You are a dreamer in a land void of conscience Welcome to temporary insanity. whilst not existing in the background of the existence. whilst actively feeling absolute nothingness The deeper you go down is the closer to the exit. It is important that the air is fresh. Meanwhile. the room is getting progressively smaller but remember.
The burden you released I now pick up as mine.P. paint now precedes silence “Selfishness” doesn't factor in the logic an unstable mind You call it self-harm.I.Beautiful Losers Novocane dreams. they label it therapy Free the psyche. walking the same memorial path those lionized before did. Orchids will certainly be placed on the grave. now you R. The good once died young. arsonists run riot. Critical acclaim reigns until daemons falls quiet The reality called home becomes so quickly distorted.(O.M) Brother in arms. a self-written eulogy seemed fitting given the circumstance. Novocane dreams. arsonists run riot. 4 .
for a moment round two is a postponed. The length and girth of my regrets I wear proudly on the cuff of my sleeve. The depths of the parade on the path I kept. I am nothing. you see.Rabbit Pt. Let it breathe. I am your rabbit tonight. I don’t ask you for much. Though near you I am. Kept. do with me as you please Fall down on all fours. 5 . enjoy our façade. but for you I do not live. Disguised as a dream to innocence-free dimes. just give me purpose Enjoy me tonight. the hub for my sins. I: Half Way To Romance Let me fuck you fantastic Your mind is my hutch. I am nothing except always the cousin of a hare. uncounted. I give myself to you. that I am. I am lost in the depths. a darling of demise. I live for the hutch in the state of mind that you give. plead over and over from the sanctity of your knees. uncared.
Fate decided the courier.Clocks Sublime chime chariot. a south easterly wind will guide me home. 6 .
or d-evolve. Sit him down next to the of doubt figurines. Dictating zones for my train of thought to Evolve. Hymn or incantation? I wasn't taught the courage to explore such a question. I should say. Cursed I became. Re-invite my elephant back into the room. Jackal's quote laughter in pastures of the Kingdom. Frighten my freight. Nonchalantly ignoring every lie you now consider an Obligation. Questioning relevance. let Matthew captain the team of timeless impostors. Wondering why free thought is thought to free demons simply sinks me even faster. in That part of my conscience he so dearly loves to occupy. Living by laws of two-thousand year fossils. Victim to ‘teachings’ that were forced inside me. Youthful putty. Prolonging progression. Giving no license to enlighten myself. 8 . Zoo or Zion. whipped and stamped like all the rest. Undergo a lobotomy. plaster to the adept Zen.“A” After you sat and told me that the Bible was my blessing. a summary for the tales heard from the mouth of my Pastor. maybe then I will find peace. held at knifepoint by an Apostle. Xeriscaping.
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My North Star steadily made her way south. Still she still stayed. I didn’t mean to hurt her. God's sketch of perfection. She galvanized me. 10 . It's absurd To think I let her this close. firmly by my side. It was her smile that drew me in. He used so many arrows. We stood blindfolded. I wanted nothing more than to say that I owned her.Lola She was so perfect my four letter word. She amalgamated the sound. two hearts palpitate in tandem. Living rent-free in the eyes of four-lettered Lola. held my heartstrings for ransom. balancing on the brink of a phantom Symbolizing an epiphany both earned and found. but I’m only sorry from the waist up.
the most ugly cry of wolf. As if gifted with an embryo crafted to return innocence to burdened minds. Ace in a pack of fools. changed. six feet deep. all dice being rolled I believe to be loaded. delving further into self-defeat. a silver lining Children of destiny always die at home. eighteen months later that first toke takes it toll. exploring all realms. I resulted to ‘other’ means. lured into self-doubt breeding mindset. I was on cloud nine. Instead. For every string I loaned from mine to re-heal yours. Then my energy just. Episodes of doubt exhaled in clouds of smoke. 11 .Destiny’s Child (Interlude) Maybe destiny is designed to assign me a destroyer of love. successfully trumping everyone. As always. I always claim to be a good man. yet I still had to force myself to love. Tough break. I set out to live a life based around the concept of positive affirmation. I was reimbursed for every time I spent myself. in an attempt to better my state of mind. Fate now favours the cheat. It is because of you I now know I am to grow old and die alone.
This bloodstained district Transmitted to me the sins of the city. de-pelted with age. No choice in it all. conquered. came and left me for dead..she was pretty”. I was never kept.the demise of the darling. And so it begins . A life comfortably lead.. Leading the horses as they saw. Too lost in these depths Numbing the numb. “Such a shame . My blood now boils At the idea of sex 10 years in this hole. Where is my keeper? Lead me back to my cage Build the fence proof of me ‘Til all has shed. 13 . Soft nibbles to numb the war within. II (By Yimmi) No longer kept. I can’t feel a thing.Rabbit Pt.
14 .Mirrors A hollow rock perched in front a vision. Flip a coin Oh well.
A ladybird stuck in a stone fortress. Pellets of tranquility attack my scalp whilst I playback everything that just played out. troubled. I watch intently as you walk aimlessly. Futile attempts to map and remap the pathway into your mind. no determined path to my intrigue. Wandering and wondering. but with you my criminal ways cease to exist and fail to extract. Summer feel. Your gaze unsettles me.Solace Enter into my tardis. but the uncertainty is not mine. but it exists all the same. Counter my sanity and in the absence of vanity I will retreat to solid silence. 15 . in time. A task I rarely have to face… It may be safer to reverse. aware that you crave everything I wish I could offer you. In time. winter execution. Concealed penetration is my one true joy. Youthful emotions vs. Not even test dummies survive these collisions. Reconnecting the flowers to make that perfect memory chain. seasoned minds. Leaving me on level pegging with those in my race. Question marks should follow.
17 . For every word there are eight thoughts. So the process must start again.17+17 Nineteen seconds of composure for every twelve seconds of gaze. Within those eight thoughts there are six reconsiderations anticipating the release of one word. But you closed your eyes. So in conclusion. I try not to think before I utter one word. But there are still seven seconds unaccounted for and two words left to say. The last two thoughts represent the inflation of toll prices and the notorious and repetitive slaying of my mind.
I could pop a molly when this thirty-two is done. I don't need to say this. I should've been a rapper I said this to my mum and she told me I'd look dapper in a suit and tie. bullet holes or time spent in a slammer. “Six million ways to die choose one”. assumed that when I'm in deep with the D. the conservative type but they still vote labour. I'm more the. that I'd really get by. wash it down with paint stripper. I might flow faceless but to the cause I'm a pagan because I Harvey Dent the whole beat and two face it… .. Jamo nails and gel curled baby hairs with a daddy that buys mummy pearls. dumb as fuck. I might sin again. what? Anakin? With a force grip on a strip of cetirizine.The feathers scatter but it's realer than it's ever been halos askew our dirty faces but then again we never. no opinion so they all form the same one. gargle on it some 'til my oesophagus bleeds and is thoroughly numbed. I swear it man. Larristotle & Ralph Hardy) [The following is to be read at 120BPM. in a courthouse telling lies. nor have I a mule. No stab wounds. RX 19 . I'm not a lawyer.I Should Have Been A Rapper (ft. not once. But alas. I don't think I'm rated but was top three selected when Dwyte started writing Faceless. Tell a friend. Larristotle You coughed twice when I said. I'm from the 'burbs where 'ratchet' spells out Rihanna type girls: tight knit. I don't know anything So ask of me no favours for I'm not a Nazarene. “I should have been a rapper” and once more when you'd noticed I hadn't stammered. to juries of peers..
work. coming down ever so slightly Track 3 on OD. if only dome would have been Holy. I know you Turkish cook with no purpose pink insides are no delight to my high. ya bish. I will look equally as dapper. Go berserk for absurd chicken jerk fiends 7/10 of those bitches are probably riddled with herpes. let my MB high ride me there's lube in the glove compartment just incase you go dry B all that ignorant shit we worship. but for her strip tips digging holes in my credit-rate journey. perfect titties Should have buss in her mouth If only I had enough cash for her mouth. Lost my company at the bar. having spent all the day's earnings and I didn't even get her name…… ……slightly concerning. I’m the unemployment phone-line-jacker It's the UK twerk team. I'm a slacker Black bitches take work. 5am. The guy you look up to. but stop the tap where her worth is Elizabeth is the only bitch in here on the floor with any purpose. Just before I had to buss out One shorty gave me a stiffy Sterling nipples. my God. 20 .Tell that friend to tell a friend that 'I should have been a rapper' Label me Hercules or Xerxes. drown out convo’s from pussy nitty's. whiplash effect trumps the right arm worn cracker. Driving high in my BM. but. The same bitches you take home to cook your thanksgiving turkey She trapped you at 20. still trapped here in your 30? You are wrapped around her little finger like "NIGGA DROP 'N GIMME SOME BURPEES!!" I should have been a rapper instead I’m here unwrapping Hershey’s Hungry for everything I’m told is nutritionally unworthy Yo Boss! Two hamburgers. so please stay focused. I beg you no gherkin flip it over twice.here at the strip joint make it rain. come find me… …. Drive home. sporting a screw-face and two slappers the left arm is blacker Big back. work. Only hooked up with a white bitch 'cos quite frankly.
I can't imagine that it's all bad at least your grey area is slightly taupe She's a hammer head and you're not even slightly tope where’s your backbone I can't fathom how you'd cope I should of been a rapper The only difference is. 21 . but different scope Who's to blame? What hymn sheet? Proverbial note? I'd prefer it if we all thought for ourselves but that ship has sailed and there's not enough space on my boat. My ear's tryna veer to the sounds of hope so do you dare repeat what you just spoke? Is it that 2 chainz' clang sounds endearing to the ear . acting in three separate fables Three impenetrable facades. protecting each self from humanity Welcome back.] RX Three different realms of the same incorrect label Segregated from life. same. young dreamer to Temporary Insanity.Ralph Hardy My ear's tryna veer to the sounds of hope so do you dare repeat what you just spoke? the winning teams here/ hear. I have an abundance of cool and they got nonsense dope Their mindset is warped. did you make the cut orrrr was life just too cut throat? you say you're the voice of the people I couldn't see your microcosm through a microscope listen. or do you fear if you speak it out you'd choke? Necklace necklace fearing your voice may be broke? Embrace the bass I should have been a rapper for your sake Just need to find the right place to elope its cold out here in this dark skin coat now walk with me now.
@ColourMeYelllow Larristotle .@Aysh1x Features Yimmi .@RalphHardy Thank You.@RayFiasco Aysha Ali .@RookieLawrence Ralph Hardy .@King_Joyy Ray Fiasco .Art Joy Isaac . 22 .
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