Trust issues

issue. 1

vogue

 

 

cant trust a soul these days

bros back doe, and hoes play

i used to say

"Keep your friends on time and your enemies Late"

but now im certain, no one i see

can see the light of day

snakes blind from all the shade

slipping and slimy

they shed their skin, they grimey

whining no dining

wish lightning struck twice with its timing

in a clock room, like big ben

they aim their hate at me like marksmen

they change personalities like Ben Te-

look....

i start hiding in the dark

cuz they after my heart, pulling strings

like imma real boy, but imma real contrast to stark

"i know you mean well, but aint no strings attached" (- ultron)

like batteries sold separately, they come at me serpantly

like certainly, they try to close curtain me

mount sermon me, pick me up, drop me

then closed casket me

stuffed in casket like fruit in a basket

i take off like a rabid rabbit carrying a rachet, no clank

whats with all the racket, we aint playin sports

keep the noise down to minimum

before i start sendin em, deal wit em

mail em to they families, so they can postmortem

contort em, escort them

going broke so now gotta extort them

use my pen as sword to verbally fight

perform lyrical execution

with precise intuition

committing crimes against every nation

aiming at ya neck, got ya head spinnin

confused and dazed, eyes glazed

now we twinnin