The Start
• Written by RighteousRhymes
Breif taste
of righteous disgrace
the holy army
my thoughts are only here to harm me
I smite thee
I'm the ruler and the creator
life admministrator
rise of my disciples
it's the new arrival
don't be idle
Withered my own mind
bang bang there's another crime
Unphased
mointless eyes got me in a daze
I'm falling throw me rope
let it land around my neck
and end this slope
blood acroos the chest
I'm worst than the rest
they'll still claim they're the best
philosophies
capture me they won't rapture me
This is righteous rhymes
I don't know that street grind
blood on my hands and it's all mine
I expose it
never afriad to show it
what's mine is yours
come and take it
and let me make it
I want the fame
It comes with the game
crowd can build me up or tear me down
it's all up to you now
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RighteousRhymes
Member since May 30 2016