| My first full rap song. |


Why I RapI like your lyrical lissomeness Our rhymes make me feel shameless Because I can express All that is a mess And your lyrics spread warmth My feelings be in stealth My heroes be Violent J and Shaggy Dope But they aren't the reasons I have wrote This rap All I hear is tap tap tap of the keys on the board Cause you pulled me toward The skill of writin It stops the fightin When I be feelin down I try not to frown I turn to this The lyrical kiss The anger I do not miss You have saved me From me Myself and I ThisWhy I Rap


Psycopathic Without PermissionHis hands shake While his head aches But no tears fall Hides when he hears him call So many deep cuts, he cant stand There is only one helping hand Always here, never there To make sure his skin wont tare.Psycopathic Without Permission
I am broken and need a crutch The pain it constant, almost too much But I keep on walking on my own two feet I punch the wall 'till my knuckles look like raw meat The Dark Carnival cannot help me this time Only the homies that are mine Are those who can fix me.
You say you just want to make sure I'm ok, But does it look like I give


The Dirtying of your mind.Show the hate. Show the fear. Through things only you can hear.The Dirtying of your mind.
Social alienation. Prejudice and self termination.
Pure Grunge! Grime, music of the mind. Pure Noise! The mumbling and screaming of my voice. Prue Shit! Filled with angst and the power to lift.
Pure gunge, pure noise, pure shit.
Sorry about that.
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