Dark ElecTron(first recorded col...
• Written by Greatdakingslayer
Greatdakingslayer's Notes
Please read and listen at least 2 times. The first listen being the mood setter, once in the mood, the verses will make more sense and at the same time, more enjoyable. These verses actually sync together. We are all rapping in the same perspective. Great's verse and ChiefMV especially, are connected. The whole song itself though, is a concept of recollecting our anger, frustration and hatred and express it artfully. After all, Rap is a music of expressing one's self. With that said, enjoy!
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//#Lexie
Yours are the memoirs of a geisha.
Pretend bars like the Templars, like when Desmond was a waiter
Extend, tard n' this centaur will append bars to your anus.
relent pawn, u get spent on by your, then, mom cause you're favorite- millions?
never made em.
therefore we never wait when,
we pull by, so we could spy, then leave a bloody bath
blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh
funny but unlucky that,
we just slapped the ugly rat.
My noxious raps lean you dudes with overdoses
u fags all the same like outfits in pics of the family poses
U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!
Even with no practice I'm partly ace
If your spits were your physical reps
you'd have three chins n' a more than a portly waist
Back on the audio, My rhymes are so rich, even Abu Dhabi know.
You frail artist, Ima get rid of ya stale garbage
Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish
Spit piff, the embalm fluid stripped from an impaled carcass
bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail Sargent.
Sanity's not supplemental, discover mental in my suffered venue
Witness something vengeful as I snuff your mothers dental
My change of sense must have spent you- clutch the purse u lost the pen to
As I draw, sketchy cats dye, then gain shade like a color pencil.
//#Greatdakingslayer
Put the racists and the ratchets on a spaceship and then launch it
To Auschwitz like I'm remorseless, the holocaust this is worse than
I wish your mom had an abortion
When they had you in their stomach when they were pregnant
It's so blatant that you resulted from broken latex
Be woken up and face it, that y'all got ugly faces
Like the rapist, who fucked your mom when he laced it
Then erased in his view like a snack wrap after you ate it
After she got her ass slapped now she fuckin' hates him
Now you grew up like an ass hat because the hatred has engulfed you
Nobody loves you, everyone around you are screaming "fuck you"
Soon after, you grew up as an adult, who's drug addicted
Who knows nothing at all, your crimes consisted of
Attacking women at nightfall, you were fully coked up
You walked like you just might fall, on the sidewalk
You saw a woman in a jacket, you had a smile in, your face as you slowly
Walked up and started to creep behind her, you reached within her reach
When the moment you touched her, she lunged at you
In a split second as if she was expecting, for this shit to happen
Now she got you in your neck with the knife that she was holding
Blood was squirtin' out, but you were still conscious
At around this time your conscience is kickin in'
The thoughts of all the women that you raped on a nightly basis
Is when it was clear, to see in front of you, to who belongs this face is?
It was me motherfucker seeing a woman was just an allusion
By the altered consciousness caused by drug over dosage.
//#ChiefMV
Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit
Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute
Goddam, I forgot my vitamins, do you know what time it is?
I hear knocking on heaven's door, why don't you invite him in?
The antichrist, on any night I video tape the rape of Anne's Delight
Forget the attic, I fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole
While gestapos stop, drop and roll, it's optimal to hide the mole
Yeah, I'm a lone wolf pack letting grannies ride me in red hoods
No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, I bet the dead would
It's not their choice anyways?/ But they find a way to say no
So hey yo, I'm the type of person, who's says I'm the type of person
Who wipes the life of people swiping purses so I can swipe it perfect
You've heard it as a myth, but this is a hype for curses
Ripe and furbished with lies and cries tied in Earth's cervix
First serviced with a side of fries, consumed by Hell's devour-er
Watching cowards burn, I'm your dirty thoughts brought
To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, Spiked with a great habit.
//Bonus verses:
//#Kid
I'm gonna pick the world up and i'm gonna drop it on your fucking head
I'm gonna strike you with black led, watch your body turn indian red,
and then leave your ass in a hospital bed, I'm the only god only lord,
I can you use your face as a dart board and get an award, so don't fuck with me,
check my criminal record, I'll pull out my fencing sword
and rip out your vocal cords, and then disconnect your spinal cords,
and will shoot out my demonic side for you alliterate apes,
i'll created thunder on your rain, increase the level of pain,
cause i'm insane in the membrane. If you want to step up be my guess I suggest
you may think i'm obliterated i'll have your grumpy ass refrigerated,
I live a liberated lifestyle, I will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile
and i'll enjoy your suffering, you think i'm bluffing,
i'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery" cause there is no chance,
i'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance, make you piss pants,
use your parents as servants at first glance. If you ever think your more powerful
I doubt you fool, cause i'm immortal
//#Lucifer
Fuck this shit! I feel like I'm still a human sacrifice,
maybe I'll go shoot a school up, I don't need afterlife,
critics get pissed when I hop on stages, grabbin' mics,
do I really even care? No! I'll tear up the black and white,
why I am so angry when I express vocal knowledge?
Maybe it's because I probably won't go to college,
because my parents can't pay, eligible? I'm not one,
I'm low-income right now, I'm moving to a shotgun,
also I've got white skin, fuck, I thought it'd help me,
'cuz stereotypes on television make 'em think I'm wealthy,
and also I got beat up and thought that I should kill,
these punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from Goodwill,
see I've been playin' hard, I keep down and pray to God,
but still to not get punked on the block I just stay to squad,
to gangstas I'm a motherfuckin' redneck from a trailer park,
a poor white Southern boy, fuck it, life, I should nail it hard,
peace to Malik and the BlackStar crew, they made me tight,
it's like when we would cypher they raised and gave me life,
me and my nigga Kid, sometimes we talk each other kickin',
we crack jokes about life, our moms, and Brother's chicken,
she used to make good money, and we were middle class,
yo I remember those days, now she's just a bitter-ass,
I spit dope lyrics, then people think I'm buck at the top,
but really I can't take this shit, fuck, I'm stuck in the box
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Greatdakingslayer
Member since September 28 2013