Killer's diary

I tried to write rhymes with different endings and to connect them inside

the lines, hope you will understand, just read and check how it sounds...

 

Verse 1:

You know I'm sick of headaches,

Like someone left a //razor blade//

Within my brain

And it's very painful to keep it inside

Cuz it reminds itself //everyday//,

 

Writer's block blocades the poetic rush

And it's practically impossible

To write sometning that satisfies you,

So you place the blame //on yourself//,

 

Depression as a lifestyle,

There's no patience to /stay calm/,

Whatever the /day or month/ it's cold

And rap is something I'm still /hangin' on/,

 

But then somethin' suddenly changes,

You get /pissed off/,

Anger fills up your fuckin' chest

And you shout, that means

The /vulacno erupts/ (YEA!!)

 

I tear my mouth

And sharpen my teeth,

Till my /diction'll get brilliant/,

My pinkish tounge

Goes through your ears to make

A /cerebral hemorage/,

 

If I need a flame inside me I eject

Some /cerosin introveniously/,

Then wait for spontanious combustion,

Throw the fuck out your //fire estinguishers//,

 

My mind is sick,

But who gives a fuck about

Silly //punk from Kaliningrad//,

It's a town with only two prisons

And one //psychoatric clinic//,

 

So the only way for me to become famous

Is to murder some women and rape 'em,

Then conduct experiments

And share some evinsive selfies on Facebook

 

Verse 2:

A psycho with a vocabulary,

Rip your fuckin' heart with my lexicon

And you'll drop dead,

Like I stabbed you with and edgy katana

Straight in your aortic vessles,

 

Kidnap some children listenin' to

This track with their headphones

And decapitate them,

It's the only way to save 'em

From the shit that I'm sayin' here,

 

You can think I'm /offensive and violent/,

It's true, I don't /care about consequenses/,

/Lack of conscience/ and some /mental problems/

Can be the /main arguments/,

 

Or should I blame my /strange childhood/

Like /Jeffrey Dahmer/,

Where my mum froced me to remove cat's shit

From their litter trays with a /special shovel/,

(sound strange, but that's real)

 

And during this process she shouted

That /I changed a lot/, that my /marks went down/,

That I would be locked with a book with some

/Mathematical tasks/,

 

But she did not now where I was spendin' my time,

It seemed like I was making a bomb,

Locked in my room, attachin' details to some wires,

 

And now I'm pissed off,

Quit waitin' for /me to become same again/,

Fuck being decent,

Rip your head like an /evil mantis female, you, prick/,

 

Rap isn't a gold ore, /it is a fuckin battlefield/,

The way to commit serial killings without

/Police chasin' your ass for years/

 

Verse 3:

If somebody must stop the rain

It's not me - I /only cause it/,

It's time when canibals and maniacs

Walk around with their /holsters opended/,

 

Psychologists that examined me require

For their own psychoatrists cuz I told 'em

What bullshit I see on pictures with /blots of Rorschach/,

 

If I am what I eat,

So that means I wiil ///become you tomorrow///,

Then I'll stab myself with a snickersnee

Just to kill you ///once and for all///,

 

My brains like the Hadron Collider,

I accelerate my ideas and make 'em

Crash into each other to create

That motherfuckin' ///"Boson of Higgs punch"///,

 

It's a /puzzle or rebus/,

And nobody wants to /decipher it's meaning/,

Sense of theese writings would be unlocked

Only after my /comments on Genius/,

 

Now I sprinkle trotyl on my gyruses

To make a /powerful mixture/

For my /rhyme skills to/ be able

To explode your /mind, you, bitches/,

 

I will blow every fucking thing with this line,

Call it Allahu AkBAR, launch rockets

With explicit content and some

Blasphemous bombs,

 

And my target is you, I want your stomach

To feel sicker than I do to figure out

Why I'm so cruel and violent

Cuz I can't do it by myself.