hiphopverses

Been running in my sleep, silent & weak
While my faith slumbers, my heart starts to creep
A house ripped apart, Mouse Guard, Reepicheep
Whiter shaded pails to catch all the leaks
A sharknado with 3-D teeth in my hall
They swam thru the car shaped hole in my wall
If a tree falls and just misses my kitchen
Can you still hear it even if you don't listen

Listen
Served a bid in a solitary cell phone
Now I'm almost home
Brush the dust off my microphone
Collect any interest that I might've loaned
Sonar, sonar
Deep web, deep state, deep entrenched mines
Whale song
Trumpeting the coming of the end times
The last ladies man died in the arms of Athena
She sang him to sleep last call for the dreamer
Broadcast a last escape attempt of a master thief
Ten bad debt collectors and they after me
Memories captured me, left me in a Dead Zone
Life testing me so I figure 8 the orange cones
No I don't really like Drake or Post Malone
Cuz I remember when men acted fucking grown
* Kanye West *
is off his medicine kit
* Donald Trump *
doesn't care about Mexican kids
I got a tale so lived in the two cities'd shiver
The rich went to one, the other fell into the river

Hunting the Snark in the shade of the grave
Hunting the Wumpus thru the cavalcade
The Black Parade tryin to recover a save
Point before they ever left Plato's Cave
Outside there were just more shadows
There is no world outside the madhouse
All our solutions are loose stitches in time
Welcome to the Monkey House, evolution denied

When the super storms come, I want a seat on
the Lost Ark
Fucking pills & poppin hoes I been feeling
like a Dark Star

sitting back, just thinking
can't turn off the old brain if i tried
no power in my mind, i'm sinking
hoping serendipity outweighs the grime
memories run back to old anxieties
i guess she's finally tired of me
been dodging bullets, but you can't run forever
and the bad weather will eventually find you, see
alcohol and slow beats wash away these throes of defeat
woefully bleak and drifting, i'll flow 'til i sleep
and i'm not a palm reader, but i know what tomorrow will bring
more grime from all directions, i'm like a worm on a string
but i'm letting the beat dissolve my tensions
penning simple rhymes at the pub, counting my blessings
winter vibes, wet train tracks and sad faces
raindrops like all my fuckups, too many to mention
and i stay guessin, stay reppin chadstone
my old house is gone, no hood bullies flexin
both leftists and fascists will die, and nothing will matter
every voice will be gone
and the earth will exact its vendetta

since its been
what
a minute
shit
i been in
enough to quit
bullshittin
enough to start spittin
this rough writtens
and soft pencils
all precision
because its all written
mentally
since i been this
ill
vividly
killed
sickly thrilled by you kids misery
what ass N's cant get to me
too white to quote biggie
too white to flow with me
when its quite like im light
and im like come fuck wit me
in a tizzy tiltin tipsy spillin henny mean
leanin more than a one leg bitch named ilean
minus the e, but still rollin
still holdin the truth frozen cuz hot heads cant hold it
inside their skull for a mother fuckin moment
still never know it
still a poet
still write dope shit
still quoted, 2000 and 15 rappers never notice
they use rhymes i put onna internet in 2000 and 6
said it was a message then
said it heaven sent
a heavy sin
to waste this testament
but shit is wind to me its just a breath
i exhale effortless
my mind is monumental, mono e mono monstrous mentals
i could feed the zombie apocalypse off just the occipital...

I overdosed on nos
Til im doper than nas flow
like an overdose caused blood
to flow outta my notrils in my nose
its unclear why im here holdin a wheel tryin to steer where it goes
a naked soul giving birth in a hearse with a curse and a jolt
tracks more scarred than the track marks of usain bolt
vanished like im under where like im disrobing a ghost
strippin away at my pulse with impulse to awaken my role
so if it aint clear you cant hear such transparent prose
just square what you wrote, then cube it, this Picasso of poets,
sever your ear and ear muffs while daley’s hummig his notes
and muffling hard,
like a medic without hands trying to shuffle up cards
im underhanded,
understand it, you dummies, I cant be managed
Im like a wounded mummy oozing because he can’t be bandaged
im landspeed bandwidtch, cosmic passing human torch
getting scorched cuz I bomb harder than fantastic four
on some high five hive mind and high minded tip
I mean wait, like a suffocating waiter stuck in an elevator
Im panicking until a gripped the mic, another manic fling,
like lovebirds tossing nest eggs down a drain from a canopy
that’s be harrowing to a sparrow without a ringing endorsement
im an abortion like christrian slaters roles since broken arrow but more horrible.

At night this white dick is a night stick
Rape you during the night shift
With pills from bill cosbys pharmacist
Leave you passed out at the john

I got herpes and im tryina pass the baton
Tell fans, hands off, like I lost an and both palms
Im passin up blondes in a thong to make passes at moms
They give softer hand jobs when they passed out in the john


Cuz at night this white dick is a night stick
Talk about a fucking night shift
I’ll rape ya with
Id rather rape ya with pills from bills pharmacist
I mean huxtable…

life was really great till i discovered my brain
a stain, it became plain that i was completely insane
i lost all will and my vision was worse than cloudy
retina's detached and a sense that I was drowning
I fought, I struck, I swum and I snuck
I couldn't shake the beast and resolved to give up
So I did, I sat back and used my minds eye
to observe a world and life pass me by
and not once did i regret withdrawing from it all
our worlds are so small i easily survived the fall
so damaged and broken yet feeling every needle
being jabbed in to action but collapsing, feeble
If I weren't so cerebral I'd be more often in jest
that's a cold glass of water to the chest, it's bullshit
it's a song that sick men sing to legitamise their health
it's a tune i can't play to cause i'm legitimately filth
so suck all the life from the shrubs that grow near me
don't fuck yourself aor pretend you're life is endearing
deep down you're all me, and I, all you
but by the grace of god, a truly sick man, life's a grey hue

we didn't use a rubber but i came on her body/
tardy, i waited till the last second/
then bust the nut with more force than a cop/
beating me with a loaded weapon/
Excedrin. my head is medicine for the bed ridden/
I'm devilin, Cruella than 101 diseased pigeons/
I never leave unless the bitch has left her senses first/
Before I leave I take all dollars and cents from the bitches purse/
the worst, i'm sicker than mac miller/
swallowing a stash of purple pills before a fight to the death with my shady dealer/
A killer/
I'll breach elite defenses/
sweet is where her legs end and my tooth is sweet for lesbians/
cherry's are the cruellest curse, discard them with my feelings/
chomping through the crop getting fat off fructose millings/
chilling, to Cherry's i'm the disease/
destroying hopes and dreams with the strength of Orthosia hibisci/
So please/
lose those pants and all your pretense/
you're just like me, deserving to live in the dirt with all us cretins

My neurons set fire and give birth to this pain,
From my soul they pull to acquire of my worth and my name.
They portray you as a liar
They bring girth to this shame.
How the fuck my admired shattered my earth through its frame?

Fuck, it’s you that I blame.
No, it’s me that’s insane.
Deranged claims sang that day clang in clots in my brain.
Now I’m seized by the bane,
And the treachery of this dame.
You were caressing my throat,
While secretly placing your chains.

I remember you crying,
It’s so vivid and plain.
You were the one needed assurance,
Tangled up in your skein.
The thought of losing me
It left you feeling cold and afraid
But I stayed persistent
It was me that remained.

How easily you were thwarted
It was so cheap and mundane
Your path was set astray by just a dip in terrain
The love that I knew would have surely refrained
All that’s left of it though,
Is a thought, like a stain.
Welling up in my eyes
Running thick through my veins
I’d have embraced the demise
If I had seen through your feign
Perhaps that’s all that she was,
Just a thought,
Evanescent and vain,
That there might be a bond that one could embrace through these flames.

I didn’t foresee it,
I couldn’t explain.
I opened my mouth up,
But could not exclaim.
I trusted you truly,
While you furtively changed.
You bound up my throat
Once my trust was obtained
Then strangled me lifeless,
Dumped my corpse in the rain.

-------------------------------------------

I stained to open my eyes.
My legs were broken and tied.
Broke the chain off my throat,
Choked on my vomit and pride.
Soaked in the gutter I lied,
Roped up and barely alive.
My fingers were limp,
But managed to use my teeth as a guide.
Found it in me to pull and grab my knife from my side
Sawed those fucking shackles until my legs were finally untied.
I scraped the ground with my nails,
‘Til I tore the flesh from their hide.
Then I gave a quick glance back at all what once was mine:
Everything that I gave
All that my heart did confide.
Gave a moment to mourn for the innocence that had died.
Spat on that delusion,
Kept dragging my limp corpse back inside.