Land of the Dead

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Ive felt what seems to me to be absolute true pain,
 
I bet some people out there could say more and the same,
 
Though i doubt any of them went through going insane,
 
But it still hurts so I must still be partially sane,
 
I look around but there's no one left ta blame,
 
my thoughts blown up by war planes, aint a game,
A free for all, all out war raging in my brain,
 
Either way half of me was left slain,
 
The blood spilt leaves a permanent stain,
 
On the soaked dirt I'm layin, no point delayin,
 
Nothing left to lose as a soul so may as well start prayin,
 
I hear a call in the distance drift toward it,
 
To finally rest in peace I hoped and wished it,
 
off the ground I lifted, Move towards the light at the end of the tunnel,
but too far I drifted,
 
Shit, that was my last chance missed it,
 
Now I'm left a ghost bruised and blistered,
 
Injured but I gotta find a way to break this curse,
 
Lookin for my lifeless body I begin The search,
 
dig up this dirt, uncover stone and blackened earth,
 
What is this, am I being tested,
 
part of someone's torture checklist,
 
someone like me, who could've guessed it,
but I'm unstoppable, tested and restless,
 
If I was a cop id have this lunatic arrested,
have his ass interrogated and beat,
 
Thinks he can go up against a villain like me,
 
a masterminded genius that's me,
 
this coldblooded MC chilled as can be, so do you believe,
 
Open your eyes bitch look can you see,
 
here I am dead and you cowards still can't spit better than me,
 
I've got a passion for this rap shit,
 
Once I'm in the zone nobody can match this,
 
Spittin words, saliva splattered and hurled,
 
I wanna be heard all over the world,
 
Like a snake resting uncurled, hissin in the daytime,
 
Will people feel my rhymes or listen to my music in their spare time,
 
I'm on the brink, getting nauseous where's the closest sink,
 
But I stop think,
 
What if I go out there blow it, stink,
 
Am i as good as I think I am,
 
Jam to a flow so freely, seems easy,
 
Not corny or cheesy, but breezy,
 
Wind kicks getting wheezy
Engine stalling I'm falling, bawling,
 
Throat tightening asthma constricting, inflicting, thinking im sinking,
 
drowning in a sea of sorrow,
 
Fill the void still hollow,
 
borrow my soul till tomorrow,
 
Chilled skin to marrow, chasing my dreams, I hit the wall though,
 
I'm loooooost in the land of the dead,
Body shaking filled with dread,
 
Mind is breaking losing my head,
Looooost with no where to rest,

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Muta
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