Physics
• Written by Nightmareplague
Rapping bout that quantum level atomic physics
Happening on the bottom several dogs with digits
Lapping up attention like water, bother me
And the tension starts bordering torture fortunately
I rap in dimensions others can't see; I can't free
The mind of conventions that are bothering me
Solder for cheap; I probably keep my eyes closed when
I close in on the kill; proposed RIPing for real
No chill, I can't complain, rats remain
Guns and caps fund the daps that ruin the damn game
I can't shame, when you just pick up the pieces
And please us, just to tickle Jesus
Intentions are good; actions are better
You mention the hood? I rapped on the gutter
I capped a young brother and left his young son
Left a cold nation that kept raising guns
Left the old station, waiting to take away
Unkempt, patiently praying my grace
Contempt of vocations rapidly taking my space
And replacing a day's wage worth of change
Painful to admit, but my momma had sense
You profit your time but commas aren't meant
As an object of affection, why section your rent?
The projectional connection to advert opinions
Pity us when subverting leads us minions
Pretty done converting me to millions
Averting all wisdom, a victim of the process
Lysergic, a burden, convincing of a godsend
Convicting the criminal, who obsessed over visual
Simulations stimulating up his digital
Kids'll do anything just to hit the pinnacle
Manipulation of the mind, mind the physical
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Nightmareplague
Member since March 6 2014