12-14-2008, 03:34 AM
There R No Strings On Me
Join Date: May 2007
Location: Front Row Tickets |Watching The Apocalypse|
Rep Power: 48
Originally Posted by J.T.S.
i reign master 5 element disaster rid the brain of it's plasma
Womb open birth intestines burst the deadly birth of this bastard
Growing up i passed a wish of death cake blew out the candles
Never idolized Rambo my Hannibal lectures ripped amateurs to shambles
Kill us killers and us spirits will haunt you on earth
Watch dick riders go in a trance every time we spit a verse
I'm The 2nd Blueprint Of The Gift, Submersed By A Curse
Since Birth To Be Portrayed As One Of The Worst...
Thats Why My Name Is What It Is, For What It's Worth
I'm No Theif But Woman Around Me Tend To Hold Their Purse
If You Ask Me They Should Try Holding Their Nerve
It's Obsurd How People Judge Others On This Earth
Not Knowing The First Thing About Them First
Step Inside My Gallery Your Eyes Will Be Quenched Of Thirst
If Your Hungry I've Got Words Like Horderves To Settle Your Nerves
Stay In Your Lane Unless You Trapped Inside "TRON" The Love Has Gone...
The Deceit Of Babylon, My Tortured Tongue Falls Upon-
Deaf Ears...Now I'm Done, For This Is The Rise Of Megatron
To The Beat Of The Drum, I Crush Your City To Crumbs
You Will Sercombe, For There Is None, Not One Under The Sun...
Who Can Come, In Front Of The Anomaly And Test The Quality
Of A Grandmaster's Policy, On 64 Squares I Cause Atrocities...
Humans Flee After Seeing A Monstrosity...
Godzilla's Home Is The Highest Of Technology, Reward = Clash Of Tectonics
Plates Of Food Served By Robotics, I Astonish And Abolish All Forms Of Novice
My Blades Go Through You And Your Crew Faster Than Sonic...
I'm Demonic, Read The Necronomicon While Smokin' Chronic
Just To Pass The Time I Climb Onto Roofs Looking For Targets To Shoot
Bullets Travel Further Than All The Home Runs Hit By Babe Ruth
I'm The Truth, Like Canibus Locked In The Booth, Too Astute
You Can't Compute, I'm Straight Pure No Need To Dilute...
Like The Oldest Of Oak Trees You Can't Remove My Roots
I Bear Fruit In The Form Of Rhyme & Sketch Books
...To Ink And Paper...I Salute
Last edited by Guarded By Martyrs; 10-07-2013 at 05:45 PM.