Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Freestyle Rap Lyrics

If I make it through this life
I'll end up in the ghettos of heaven
if I'm lucky
but I’ll probably end up dead
with a cop staring over my body.
I'm tight-roping on sanity
juggling my depression
like chainsaws
as strangers in the crowd cheer
when I start to fall.
They must think it's funny
when I'm about to topple
but fuck them I'm still dangling here
just to show 'em I'm unstoppable.
I'm cold
and tougher than you think
I've been to hell and back
and then went back for the heat.
Bitch, I'm the patron saint
of everything unholy
I'll grind up your boyfriend's meat
and stuff it in ravioli,
fuck the rules
I'd serve it to kids at school
show up naked with a plate of him
and make the lunch-moms drool.
I rose up from the shadows
where demons lurk like sharks
the sea of night is frigged
so I drowned myself in the dark.
My mind is sunken treasure
that no one will ever find
they only dream of striking gold
as valuable as mine
my shit is divine
when I spit my mind every star in this fucking galaxy aligns
I'm a constellation of a god
more powerful than Zeus
my words are lightning bolts that burn holes in
your roof...
I dangle from the moon
bitch I'll never fall
you can push and shove but I'll be stronger than all 'yall!
you'll never win
you demon sons of bitches
I'll pull myself up past the sky
past the stars that hold my wishes
and gobble you all up
like little fucking fishes.

1 comment:

  1. ghetto of heaven, now there's an image to build on! Some good imagery and metaphor, but also some cheap transitions and it rambles a lot all over. Pretty angry, Not bad for free flow conscious writing though (whatever that's called). May be slam, may be spam.

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