Duality
• Written by cloudedthought
cloudedthought's Notes
2 Sides of my coin. Starting with the villain who thrives in anarchy, slowly going to my conscience side calling for wrongs to be righted. Then the villain returns as always, angry that my conscience side is still kicking.
Cold my inner n word/ holds the innards/
To turn them inward/ im far from human/
Yall assumin/ drugs consume him/ my solution/
To bar pollution/ is car collision/ my bars are prisons/
My minds contendin/ in Olympics/ witness/
Projects simplest/ complex lyricist/ you're fearin this/
Once you hear the diss/ clear and crisp/ pierce your skin/
Fiercest pen/ weirdest hymns/ spirits zen/ cleanses thoughts/
Expenses bought/ the reddest dots/ make the deadest cops/
The feds can watch/ as i pick apart/ the sickest cars/
Eating hearts/ creating arts/ imitating mars dwellers/
Evaporating car dealers/ im far realer/ you bar stealer/
I kill raps/ distilled scraps/ of bloodfilled pads/
Titans clash/ as the fighting class/ get bashed/
By the one percent/ come present/ some resent/
The president/ recipients/ of my pleasantness/ guess again/
Wearing peasant skin/ Declaring residents/ as precipitants/
Narcotic sales/ The harshest bails/ the dishonest tales/
Of product sales/ rich never gone to jail/ the wrong prevails/
Teach the children/ preach the feeling/ to breach the ceiling/
Impeach the building/ reach some healing/ to peoples peeling/
Knees and pockets/ Fees for rocket/ To seize the projects/
Overseas guns sergeants/ carcasses and darkness is/
Blocking out the sun/ conscience knocking down the door/
Flocking towards the war/ rocking at the core/ plotting for more/
FUCKIN WHORE/ your pussies sore?/ Glories poor/
At every rap rookies door/ masks hoodies galore/
A conquistador/ for metaphors/ a better score/
Than most of you bitches/ try and boast with those stitches/
At your grave, toasts over ditches/ both coasts now will witness/
The utmost lyric fitness/ the rest are froze from existence/
Till they're roast and enlisted/ and bullet holes are inflicted/
I metaphorically/ snorted thee/ distorted thee/
Forcibly/ to the fourth degree/ hotter than imported weed/
Tore the beat/ horribly/ but i im normally mortally/
Gorgeously/ cornily harming authorities orally/
Morning wood is like forestry/ enormous tree/
Because you all know he acts (axe) and shit/
Insane rhyme pattern with/ more play on words/
Than broadway on a dictionary/ Bush enlisted my tongue to the military/
See the blood spray as it slits capillaries/ Imaginary personas/
Solitary with coronas/ to drown out the voices of satan plaguing him/
Bystanders hope he doesn't awaken again/ He's sticking like caulk (cock)/
In a little hoes/ skin window/ goes subzero/ on you though/
Till your skin goes/ indigo/ a thin weirdo/ kiddo in limbo/
Dancing to spin disco/ everyone but fans want him to go/
Cause they fear him/ way he sears em/ is like years of/
lower hemisphere of/ the earth's core/ where the first war occurred/
Underworld emerged/ His words are blurred/ talking birds are curbed/ whos first
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cloudedthought
Member since February 17 2014