Cancerous

I'm cancerous...peeps know I'm a hit of acid 
Cause I'm nothing but a trip
Something new whenever you pass this
Blunt wrap and bass out the trunk rumbling the back end...so what's happening take a hit and laugh quick...demand so high and you could consider this shit plastic breaking down on a man made island...so when you hear this man dial in...free styling clowning motha fuckas like I'm childish...

no violence

In the silence eye for eye concept make 2 men walk blindly

So mind thee rhymes g understand I'm just unwinding it's been a hard day and don't remind me I'm finding 

I'm so cold with 

I was taken away

To think of what I did to get where I am now. From when I was a kid to a full grown clown.

Just cause I had to live, in a fucked up house. I'm never gonna forgive my drunk ass mom now.

I'm gone now, I lost everything I held dear. The man you used to know is just a shattered mirror. Corrupted Juggalo but the picture isn't clear. I shed so many tears, I bled so many years.

And if you knew why the picture isn't clear. Then even you would cry with every word that you hear. And you would want to die because you can hold someone near. To have no one by your side but everybody on your rear. I can't handle the shit I was put through. If you only you knew what I had to do. I had no life and nothing to lose. I lost my whole family over a bottle of booze.

I was walking down a road with no paths to choose. There's razors on the sides, so I can't make new. To think that I used to belive whatever I was told. Wonder if I should die alone or go out bold. I'm cold, My story is never gonna be told.

In order for somthing to be created, something in return must be destroyed
The social order and the neighborhood? there it goes...
just like the control {^it} went out the window...
people hateful, people fucking funny, people shameful, and the people hungry...
and most of the neighborhood ain't got no money
running savage, lesser known because of the hungry
grown in a household whom couldnt feed their family.
why the hood is always gunning THIS IS A CODE
cause now a days being hateful is how we precive, manley

PAINFUL, with all the people fronting.
never giving back, 
keep em back from LOADS being fronted.
and from where you at, 
this might make you sick to your{^THEIR} stomach.



and all you can see is...people causing treason.
for what they belive in,
fuck, 1.now a days you can even 3.see this in the president
you hesitant? im steaming like, fuck  1. its irrelevant 
2. 3. a resident man fuck we 2.call the present
4.im just 4.chilling tide under like a amphibian
5.thinking i can change 5.states 6.like a chameleon
6. with nothing but hate
eyes opened up? knock knock let me in
my presence? in a glass box 3 miles away.
1 sunk down 7
feet underground in a watery grave
watching the world inside the box
6th one gone south looking down the avenue
in a fucking fish tank yah-ey, yah-ey, yah-ey.
chilling in the cloud of saints
as i bubble away. a smile and a wave
pushing and im pulling
searching desperatly for the same thang.
either way, welcome to the united states
yah-ey, YAH EY

"all i can say is, life is what you make it with, your no minority, your just too abtuse"

             "abtuse? no life is what you surround yourself with and im forced to be surrounded by  fashist clowns like you on a regular basis,.... just saying"

cause my life is the same place as everybody else's, placed here without choice with the greedy and the selfish, only diffrence is thats how were forced to live it

the struggles hard, i dont expect god to forgive me

      cause the only way to have fun is sinning

   making you recognize theres no rest for the wicked

no blessed just demons

              we a cold to the seasons

bold to the reasons, we are forced to walk you best belive it

it aint no secret, but fuck it, 

      might as well keep it,do  yah feel meh?

cause deaths creeping, the blessed leaving

you got war in the east,war with police, war with the streets

and all the feinds chillin underneath, back your to your home and wherre you sleep

"i rest this peace" as I rest in peace

and rest my piece,  writing my thoughts down on this sheet.

now get on your knee,

cause im down to earth,
down to the herb,
 down to the voices that are never heard
down to the choices that drive nerds bezerk,
up in the mall, up in the school
up in the halls, and up in your room
until one day you just go boom, and start crafting tombs
you think it sounds sick but this is rancid truth
and if you think its happening
 but happening with you
im telling smoke thuis bag
 and pass it dude
thats the truth,
if your trEATed like garbage
dont become the trash,
shoot
2 meaings again
 3rd time in a row
understabnd this geek is no fucking joke
known to get mcs up in the smoke
know to flow on the corner every time im broke
hat flipped around so you can recognize my struggles
and walk away with a pound of hydro
im phyco
 childish like little tike
 though
running around clowning circles
 like a jester ona tricycle
stealing bicicles
 cold and sharp as an icicle
one dose of me to mcs is the equivelent to sexually pleasing
with just one course, im a wall not an obstacle hoes
none shall pass as im rocking hoe

sleeping my days away
 in aboxed out empty space
im lost in outer space
vanished somhow
i managed to make it to outer space
im out of traced
nder the haze
 everyday blazed up with a rattcoon face as i race through the days
dont fuck
 around unless you play,
 and dont spit game unless you make bank
and dont give shame
 unless youve walked memory lane.
plainly i gotta say im pained to the peace
 shamed to the streets
as im fored to pick up my shoes over the concrete
slained to the freaks
 slowly consuming me to become the same god damn beast
from the ashes,
 to take off this mask quick
 light the fuck up
just like a match stick
 so strike me,
 ill get back to you later quick like lighning
with the same shit
 to the point it seems... that im biting
it took less than two minuetes to write this,
 im like this
rightious
 you aint got enough time in your life to put my poetical thoughs in writing
cause everyday it seems im fighting,

 dreams im drawing life im writing

ill tell you a truth that cuts like a blade
the best of music comes from the darkest parts of your name
is say it with pain,
 i say it with shame,
 i say it with the path im supposed to walk everyday
to my dismay
 i say,

when you listen to the music you see em on the screen living a nightmare while you
see the screen under the beast apes living the dream so go bannanas
go off and slam em, cause contro verse see, and put it down like a hammer

get noticed
and show it , and when YOU bust out a rhyme dont ever be dissapointed,
just heavy jointed
cause it shows bitch,
 you lose control quick, and blow it
and just like a cigarette i fucking smoke it and throw it..
cause you cant break whats already broken
that only took 5 minuets so get on a knee
 and get with it
cause its cold truth living in the hood
the best of poets are always flocked with the wicked
so get herd
even though that verse had 2 meanings
im not sleeping,
 im just creeping
 fiending
 for the money but never
knowing the reason,
 we all trying to live big ut living well is dreaming, so mighgt as well fuck your dreams bitch
bet...
.and belive it,i got skill because i am screaming
everyday in boulavard of green mmotha fuckas
but im only one thats red

2 meanings again
 understand my mind is a maze
and your just another rat chilling under the rug
so go off with your friends
 in your playpen
this man has gone poe allen,
 grabbing hearts like a crow the mans
gots talens, cause i got talent,
 but i never show to random fuckas
cause thats what you call a balance,
 and if you heard it
chances are you deserve it,
 and you recognize you stumble
i only tell it to peeps like you and let you know to be humble
whenever you in a jumble as i break this down like a bag and crumble

you cant mess with me
 im gonna bite on this ecstasy
 that i call the microphone
when i feel the rest with this beat
 i rest with beasts, so welcome to the den
as i bark on this beef
 like whats up whats happening
 got fucks? then rap again..
ill let you know its wraps,
with facts, as you passing man
im blasting vents,
 toxic with the fumes infound in plastic bags
and im not talking about meth or crak im talking bout that mary jane so pass again
hanging out with the hazards
 found in haz mats
in gas masks,
 known to blow shit up like

get off your ass man!!!!

 and all you have to do is
 fucking ask me
and ill blast packs,
 like a fact or ray
you can call me smoke stacks,
 just approach with caution
cause im radio active,
 chaos im attracting
discord is trapping,
 with that cordination that known to pass macs
smacking,
 i back it with that pack
 that stands out like a gang of wolfs
in a city of hogs or pigs, so lets begin
knock knock knock
 and ill let myself in
season your loins with that hair straight of your lips bitch
and im not talking about the ones you balm with chapstick
yea, understand im that sick
 to the point you would consider my raps
 savage
or rachet,
 tomahawk mothat fucka throwing them hatchets,
coming out so hard you would consider to pack quick
no cannons,
just that bag of grass just to hear this geek rapping
i know you understand that man
 so come back the the den
like what the fuck is happening
hearing this nerd rap again
no voice
 just words,
 in the form of verse
simplistic and understand thats what rap is
i say it with satisfaction
 with these verses that spit out like a malfuntioning fax machine

dont be offended
 nowadays raps meanto be offensive
reprehensive
 and stuck on repitition
im too lit
 for bullshit
dont play the downers tonight
 consider that rachet
and if you carrie underwood this bitch
ill take that girls ass and fucking smack it,
understand thats a hazard
cause you kicked the fuck out
 and never recive an awnser
cause thats a good way to turn belly dancers
 into cancer
can i come back in?
 not a chance girl
cause you fucking with the taurus and scorpios bucking and showing horns
you couldn't ignore
or afford
 to put on this geeks repritore
from shore to shore
from bars to chords
from bars to liquor stores,
like a boss i do it cause im bored


cause when im work im rapping
at home im stacking
in the club im macing
in the streets im racking
these blunts im packing
so blunts up to that and...
recognize its just a matter of facts man
truths white and black
 and
throw that fidora cap
 back
 on the coat rack
old school to the point you would consider dat ass
 a throw back
with real suger so sweet and recognize the ladies call me a gentleman
and not a baby or boo,
 cause every bitch i go through like mount and do
as i sip on my mountain dew game fuel
coping up that attitude



so lemme have the red flower
 red and green mushroom
grow the fuck up as i spit fire
 and 1-up you
bubbly sparkling
 like 7 up too
but understand every mc is down
cause they can tell between a joker and a clown
of whos a smoker
 whos the ground
whos the opener and who putsit down
so welcome to the foundation
cause im solid drug abusing geeky alcholic
and if you got shit to say just stall it
it will become uphauling
to every g that fucks with me
 we known to be bawling
with tear drops that where forced to lick off our lips
to the point
 that where drowning
till the beat starts pounding
enhance the surroundings
and like dogs start hounding
to make you recognize your surronded
im barring teeth,
 a wolf thats lonely
barking at the moon
 cause i hate where im founded

im tring to live this life but nothing seems to go right
im under the haze but this haze is night
cause it leaves the demons screaming resting in peace to sleep tight
while i reflect on the skeletons in my closet
in a bedroom full of demons, i rock back and forth screaming
in my havoc as i freak out at my desk next to a twin sized mattress
as i;m tring to get my head through ,in a closet for a bedroom
bobbing them domes too, cause my when i go nutz i only kick out tunes
and 2 everybody that wants to listen to this toon to this loon
just sit in my closet front door that i have for a bedroom.

and as i sit and sing on this perch with the music i play
locked up in a box in a diffrent place
illl tell you exactly why a bird sings in his cage.

cause i tick
when i talk
 and i limp
 when i walk
just like a wind up grandfather clock,
so let this swing like a pendulm
and get down with the pandomonium
as im out the door like a bird tweetin'
just like 2
i am the end of one....
mothat fucka with a tool
thats a pen for a gun..
casting shots like im harry potter
stuck at the bar drinking jesus blood like water

red rum red rum...
spell it reverse because i murder these rhymes while shining
so lemme get up in your head when im rhyming
find me
next to the red carpet flying
 in the alleyway
on the metal stair case
rapping and rhyming

call me ghost cause im the cloud of the saints
known to be insane from 6th avenue to st germain
let this bird spread his wings and fly away
 as he sings in his cage
hopefully one day
hell break away
but know hes just fiending
like the 13th of friday
halloweenin
 everyday like trick or treat
treat or trick
hes a beast,hes the shit
hes a freak,hes legit
ripping beaks,crows dismmised
without their lips leaving them speechless
so let the crows fly away...

and again hit publish