Monday, September 27, 2010

1:45AM: black magic freestyle

brewed in the mill I ferment in the sun
mad town is the home to which I come
mad man of my age with no race to run
still waiting at the line for a starter’s gun


no track no path just wrath and wrack
stacks on fire in my eyes chaos attack
black magics at my back a heart I lack
riding dragon beats into battle never slack
spit fire like my steed this is all I need
a silver tongue and a beat that bleeds


I ain’t no knight in shining armor no hero here
I stole the princess and drank all the king’s beer
a marauding minstrel singing tales of woe
mad flow niagra down the falls I dove
hit the surface clean incision, aerial precision
perfect verbage how I make my living
clove the waters, cutting liquid with my name
slice so deep I’ll probably hit a vein
a rich run of some ridiculous form
diamond mine mind shining like the morn
the purest gold becomes the new norm
cheers! lets all have a beer, this one’s on the house
have no fear, until I get near and your knees shake
from ear to ear. smile on my face during an earthquake
I caused the tremors by sippin her milkshake


I’m a money makin banker whose just a lil stanker
monkey wrenchin but I’d rather hanky pank-her
I’m a dog, call me old yeller, my mouths the teller
and im screwin Cinderella she is the bella the best
and I’m the beast with the chest, no rest no stress
I’m a madtown magician making the dead rise
conjuror making the jury testify that cake is pie
that gravity’s a lie with these rhymes I fly
killin the dead before they rise from hearses
these funky verses murdering curses
mummies need they nurses the worst is
they call me an angel yet I’m thirstin for sin
spit truth all day but you can’t buy a win
these tall tales I spit with a devilish grin

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