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intro:Emily

read between these lines

see the way he rhymes

with these blank pages

and me mys and artistic by his side

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Intro2:Hyst3ria

My mind goes blank when I think of your face

When I think it's like it sends me to space

Don't know what I'm thinking

Just the fact it's a race

I don't know where you've been

And I don't what you've seen

I just know that these people are all looking at me

Waiting for my rhymes to pour out

Like Eminem I'm about to sprout

Up from the bottom

My career started in autumn

That's when I began to blossom

Call that the rap flower

Budding out from that coward

That I used to be

Look at me now

My rhymes are the key

To my success

Its like I've been blessed

With the power to keep people obsessed

With these blank pages

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Chorus:Emily

these blank pages tell my stooory

you dont know what ive seeen

so tell meeee

what you seee

on these blank pagesss

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Verse 1:Hyst3ria

Alright

So I've shown you how I rhyme

Now tell me

Was it good

Or is this good

 

I got all these people think they know me

Think they know what I've seen

Well they haven't

They don't know me

Or the roots of my tree

Give you burns of the third degree

With the rhymes

That commit the crimes

Of putting pain in my opponents

And all there components

Looks like my record labels giving me a bonus

Oh wait I don't have a record deal

Oh well

They're loss

Not my fault they don't know I'm a boss

Getting hit worse than lacrosse

Not sure if this process

Will process in your head

Why's your face red

Looks like tears about to shed

Will I don't know what I said

But I wrote it all down with my led

Better go back and check

So this guy isn't such a wreck

People don't know what I've been through

Why don't you read these blank pages

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Chorus:Emily

these blank pages tell my stooory

you dont know what ive seeen

so tell meeee

what you seee

on these blank pagesss

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Verse 2:Hyst3ria

Now tell me did you see

The rhymes that came out of me

Tighter held than the key

To the white house

Whoops I ripped your girls blouse

And I hit her in the mouth

With the snake down south

Now tell me

Do you know what's going on in these blank pages

Can you look at my wages

And see that I'm raging

As I'm staging your death

And engaging your wife

This is how I see the quality of life

Your rhymes are unequal

As I spit this sequel

And endanger the evil

Inside of me

And then I drop the beat

And you can look at these blank pages

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Chorus:Emily

these blank pages tell my stooory

you dont know what ive seeen

so tell meeee

what you seee

on these blank pagesss

 

 

verse 3:MysCracker

I don't see no manifest destiny

'Cause I don't see no one blessing me

Ain't figured out the recipe for sucess

You have to wear a fucking vest not where I'm from but currently reside

Fucked up- that's how simple my life is defined

So I constantly feel like picking up a mic

Enough of living- at least under these conditions

My mind state suicidal- at this point that might be your assumption

But I ain't done fighting like supporters of legal MJ consumption

On the rise like a revitalized mans vital functions

Alone in your room, that's how your everyday life's defined

While I'm on stage and rip crowds

And lyrically rape you in my spare time

The king? Watch me take your crown

Make it mine

The heart of a bitch leaks in every single one of your lines

Shooting at every motherfucker out there like 50 in his prime

This crime against hip hop that you call your flow

I'll have CSI put your leftover pieces in a ziplock

Break in your girlfriend's place and mix it in her stearing bowl

That makes cupkakes strawberry flavour

Your girls's the reason you arent here

Androgyne whore

Now you're on medication to lower that pitched up voice of yours

Better buy yourself a coffin

You're entered by more dicks than the White House back when Cheney was in office

Waiting for guys with leather objects to penetrate your pleasure fortress

So let these blank pages tell you

 

Chorus:Emily

these blank pages tell my stooory

you dont know what ive seeen

so tell meeee

what you seee

on these blank pagesss