There it Lies
• Written by JoelMarx
i leave the beat broken when im on the mic i breath spoken venom
on the street smoking, denim, fresh and representin' aggression
verbally in any currency incising surgically, five times five minds tried to murder me
schizo, but not from the indo, you know what im in though, split you and spin you
im grimm too, major stepping, you're fates for estate reposession, head the lesson
i speak obsession, breath expression, but never speak confession
i brake flows and burn precedence, slay those that turn states evidence
i ain't messin' with hyperboles, ive been known to murder see its commonly known
but i wish it wasn't cuz its gotta be prone to federal cases, pour petrol on faces
of detectives and judges, i bet you'd expect im the one consecutive executives fuck with
hardcore and large forsure, leave you seeing stars on the floor
a featherweight who hits like a heavyweight, you better take the route to never fake
penetrate like im injecting straight into your vascular, now your mad for sure
im the master or at least able to adapt in the street even when the street aint stable
i keep cable wrapped round my fist, and when i breath nasal sounds eclipse
im pounding this and coming around with hits never before seen, collecting a measure of more green
returning never to morphine puttin my mind in a shackle speakin' nothing but psychobabble
aiyo but lifes no hassle, i got this living thing on lock,
staying out of prison so my missions not to rot
i envision a spot with my pair of eyes looking at paradise so great itll scare you twice
ive seen it myself and the air is nice just one flight away and there it lies
Feedback & Comments
About the Artist
JoelMarx
Member since January 30 2015