Sunday, May 29, 2011
And Now For A Little Of This
it's approaching midnight/and I'm crawling out my coffin/like wow you bitches dress really tight...sike/I'm a demon in the night/ on the mic like dumb niggas on dikes/it's alright that the schemers come a hating/cause I'm hella motivated/completely underrated and I'm constantly debating/If Imma let you finish out this life/I'm a lion in the jungle when I roar I make rumble/your girlfriend barks a mumble/but they all fucking crumbling like a Tony Romo fumble/the stadium's real quite I'm about to start a fucking riot/a fat girl on a diet/a post recession dream/a fucking killer queen/I'm mean with a smile/a walk amongst the minions/ a fool and a lyre/ I'm headed toward the fire/if the music could have saved me/I wouldn't be fucking dying
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Song From The Deep
In these great moments of sorrow
I ponder this dream reality
How far away from me can I be
Do the Angels still hear me
As I slip into the the deep
If only someone knew how to take it all away
-chorus-
The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path
No knight and shinning armor
Not even a hip parade
Just here laying in the bed I never made
A widow's mourning on the brightest day in May
I say I'm winning the prize
They say I gave it all away
The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path
So what if I'm always lonely
I can't stand to see it all
These extra senses will be my downfall
So close to living the dream
Just around the way from having it all
I'm the last Star Fighter
Time to watch it fall
Down this war path
How long will this all last
I could have had it all
-Chorus-
The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path
The Rebel Alliance and THX can't save me
My whole existence is a artistic daydream
But I fly sometimes in the deepest night
Holding on forever to this song
It's a gift from Heaven
Though I'm far away
They still keep the lights on
Born a sad poem
Raised a war song
- The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path
I ponder this dream reality
How far away from me can I be
Do the Angels still hear me
As I slip into the the deep
If only someone knew how to take it all away
-chorus-
The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path
No knight and shinning armor
Not even a hip parade
Just here laying in the bed I never made
A widow's mourning on the brightest day in May
I say I'm winning the prize
They say I gave it all away
The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path
So what if I'm always lonely
I can't stand to see it all
These extra senses will be my downfall
So close to living the dream
Just around the way from having it all
I'm the last Star Fighter
Time to watch it fall
Down this war path
How long will this all last
I could have had it all
-Chorus-
The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path
The Rebel Alliance and THX can't save me
My whole existence is a artistic daydream
But I fly sometimes in the deepest night
Holding on forever to this song
It's a gift from Heaven
Though I'm far away
They still keep the lights on
Born a sad poem
Raised a war song
- The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Another Death Poem
For your own protection/this is an inception/I use your dreams as a weapon/my thoughts are a gun/I'm a lethal gangster's daughter/born of the unfortunate ones
33 yrs old still on the run
beautiful villain
the cold of the night keeps me warm
this rhyme pushed me out the bed
such a pretty girl with bad things in her head
you've fucking been warned
implanted memories and ideas
your hopes are not yours
-Chorus-
For your own protection/this is an inception/I use your dreams as a weapon/my thoughts are a gun/I'm a lethal gangster's daughter/born of the unfortunate ones
unchecked aggression channeled into love
it's the female warriors way
thank your god above
as I thank my friend below
for the beautiful glow
surrounded by constant darkness
so I have to shine
living in object poverty
trying to change the world with one rhyme
-Chorus-
passionate over shit that never made me a dime
I'm an artist
man it's hard
but I have to do the work
I feel future anthropologist will fine my rhymes
decipher my words one at a time
they'll say
I was a brave heart
with a madman's mind
drinking tea with the rabbit and mach hare all the time
wearing Prada though I don't receive minimum wage
half the people I love were put inside a cage
-chorus-
For your own protection/this is an inception/I use your dreams as a weapon/my thought are a gun/I'm a lethal gangster's daughter/born of the unfortunate
riot riot riot
I constantly rage
these words will free me from my liquid cell
until then all you ever see is my surrogate self
binary code manipulator
post-apocalyptic blogger
reaching for my final savior
but it's come and gone
now the whole world is up for the slaughter
and it's been so long since I've had to cut through bone
-chorus-
I was born of a demon
I'm meant to walk alone
until I slay all of your heroes
and feast upon their souls
this is not freestyle rhyme
it's another death poem
33 yrs old still on the run
beautiful villain
the cold of the night keeps me warm
this rhyme pushed me out the bed
such a pretty girl with bad things in her head
you've fucking been warned
implanted memories and ideas
your hopes are not yours
-Chorus-
For your own protection/this is an inception/I use your dreams as a weapon/my thoughts are a gun/I'm a lethal gangster's daughter/born of the unfortunate ones
unchecked aggression channeled into love
it's the female warriors way
thank your god above
as I thank my friend below
for the beautiful glow
surrounded by constant darkness
so I have to shine
living in object poverty
trying to change the world with one rhyme
-Chorus-
passionate over shit that never made me a dime
I'm an artist
man it's hard
but I have to do the work
I feel future anthropologist will fine my rhymes
decipher my words one at a time
they'll say
I was a brave heart
with a madman's mind
drinking tea with the rabbit and mach hare all the time
wearing Prada though I don't receive minimum wage
half the people I love were put inside a cage
-chorus-
For your own protection/this is an inception/I use your dreams as a weapon/my thought are a gun/I'm a lethal gangster's daughter/born of the unfortunate
riot riot riot
I constantly rage
these words will free me from my liquid cell
until then all you ever see is my surrogate self
binary code manipulator
post-apocalyptic blogger
reaching for my final savior
but it's come and gone
now the whole world is up for the slaughter
and it's been so long since I've had to cut through bone
-chorus-
I was born of a demon
I'm meant to walk alone
until I slay all of your heroes
and feast upon their souls
this is not freestyle rhyme
it's another death poem
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