Lyrical Murder
• Written by Delirium
I'm here to demonstrate
How my words can devestate
From me, what's to take
always wearin a mask
your just a fuckin fake
I reach the heights
Curiosity will not satiate
when I'm rappin on the mic
My bars are never late
This meeting not chance but fate
Weak words forever my bait
Idiocracy got me so full'a hate
Innately a hunter just a monstrosity
The sinner inside fuels my velocity
I'm an angry white boy, don't scoff at me
At a loss you'll be, strung up by your own belt
But more or less before the crowd your knelt
Chokin on those lyrics cuz of my spell
Booin they all doin, there's nuttin but yells
The room so full of spirits, ya hear it?
Sounds like a dull career, yea I just tooks its rear.
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Delirium
Member since May 3 2014