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
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Digital Livining
Stuck in the sprawl
Can't move or draw
It's gray in here
Bright out there
Plugged in like a dying cosmonaut
...Gasping for air
Or at the very least
A high powered assault riffle
- Inside a digital stupor breeds a RiOt
Can't move or draw
It's gray in here
Bright out there
Plugged in like a dying cosmonaut
...Gasping for air
Or at the very least
A high powered assault riffle
- Inside a digital stupor breeds a RiOt
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Holographic Projections on the Plain of Existence
In the mist of this reality
I dream
Fully aware of what the light can do to me
I see
Darkness is calling me
waking me from deep sleep
My eyes are never fully open
I close them to avoid the dead things
They still call me
Crawling on me
If this is an illusion
Why is the fire gaining on me
- Words whispered by a ghost who lay dying before me
Josalisa RiOt
I dream
Fully aware of what the light can do to me
I see
Darkness is calling me
waking me from deep sleep
My eyes are never fully open
I close them to avoid the dead things
They still call me
Crawling on me
If this is an illusion
Why is the fire gaining on me
- Words whispered by a ghost who lay dying before me
Josalisa RiOt
Sunday, April 3, 2011
I'm A Secret Ghoul
I'm a secret ghoul
You all think I'm normal
But I'm not
I drink the blood of the ignorant
The ones who time forgot
I'm a secret ghoul
You all think I'm beautiful
But I'm not
I boil the minds of the innocent
In a cauldron witches pot
I've got the coldest touch
I'm a secret ghoul
I want to drown you in a swimming pool
Because I know the things you know not
And for that I hate you
I'm a secret ghoul
Empty and tragically beautiful
- Josalisa RiOt
You all think I'm normal
But I'm not
I drink the blood of the ignorant
The ones who time forgot
I'm a secret ghoul
You all think I'm beautiful
But I'm not
I boil the minds of the innocent
In a cauldron witches pot
I've got the coldest touch
I'm a secret ghoul
I want to drown you in a swimming pool
Because I know the things you know not
And for that I hate you
I'm a secret ghoul
Empty and tragically beautiful
- Josalisa RiOt
Friday, April 1, 2011
In The Pocket Of A Samurai
I wrote my dreams on sarcophagus
Painted visions with the stars
Treaveled far away to Mars
You see this grief is ours
I've covered myself in hysteria
Driven mad by an area
Stir crazy in a tight space
I have demons to face
Consorting with Angels who fell down
They cut off my wings
And I lie
Telling them I still don't know how to fly
A bit of me died long ago
From the land of quiet geniuses
I suffer in the darkness
Mocked by empty screens and blank pages
I've been a real emcee for like ages
Never speaking to you
I'm at a life long funeral
Sadness
Madness
Gladness
Confusion
Fear
Greed
Need
Doubt
These are my sins
Destined to battle
Until my destiny is carried out
...
Painted visions with the stars
Treaveled far away to Mars
You see this grief is ours
I've covered myself in hysteria
Driven mad by an area
Stir crazy in a tight space
I have demons to face
Consorting with Angels who fell down
They cut off my wings
And I lie
Telling them I still don't know how to fly
A bit of me died long ago
From the land of quiet geniuses
I suffer in the darkness
Mocked by empty screens and blank pages
I've been a real emcee for like ages
Never speaking to you
I'm at a life long funeral
Sadness
Madness
Gladness
Confusion
Fear
Greed
Need
Doubt
These are my sins
Destined to battle
Until my destiny is carried out
...
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