Chio-Chatharsis

Its a kid with a cold flow

playing with words his chrome some are laced

with knowledge and all sorts of

shit they didn't teach you at college

he come from a place talent isn't acknowledged

walking barefoot through a carnage

he careful with every step that he take

whatever he say whatever he do he do for his state

and every rapper that crossing his path

is doomed to burn at the stake

no bullets no acid no boycotts

no bushes just pushing his thoughts

through the voice box

quick to dismember the fake

remember the name

frigid tongue

rigid form

tihs where the king is born

with a solid plot son of god

Flow infiniteorus

strike venomous ccobra

victimize rapper then find where he hiding

and single handedly kill him while im recording

see these eyes have been designe to see beyond disguise and lies

i recognize you eyesight has been distorted

but that ain't you fault

i bet daddy didn't teach you a lot

well that's if you have one

these days kids are being sprung

out of lust, violence and killed i pray for you souls

i always keep god in my heart instilled in fact

I just came back from visiting the chapel

bishop told me this is the next page to the chapter

so i lip locked with hip hop and asked her

whats the key to becoming a rap master

she said if i keep on coming up with these sick rhymes

ill be there in time for the rapture

so im here to capture

all the MC's but all I find WC's

I seen decrease in the competition

lets take it back to cotton days where i hand pick em

if you hear my voice then boy

you about to receive a black eye if i'm

live or deploying vocabulary at high level

these bars are so cold you would've thought I come straight from prison

but you cannon comprehend you're stilled trapped in a prism

 

i call catharsis

I call this quatorzes

your mind is trapped

you're nothing but a torso

andf course the choice is yours to drive off course

fuck what come's after

matta fuck mother fuck yo master

catharsis

 

blood spilling coffin opener cold hand killer

Catastrophe causing covenant busting rounding up squares go figure

Stole your clothes and still got to foreclose your gold and silver

Lyrics so cold I make stove shiver

who said a kid couldn't be a convict of

lyrical assasination

everyone get the chills if my name is

dropped in the conversation

brother got the language downeven tho

he was rasied in other nation

that's a revelation

but his accent still draggin

enough of this braggin

lets talk about me being rasied by dragons

on the dungeons

its my ongue agains your trouncheon

and i still leave you bitch ass in crutches

I told daddy he could go if he wanna leave Anyways

already lost half my friends to marijuana leaves

Ghosts hanging 'round my place but my heart at peace

If this plays right ill be up in space

while you're still blazing seeds

I'm tired of these wanna be hotshots

guess whose bout to crack chall like hotspots

correct you're posture

if planing to BS the schorcher

put a cork in you wanna

you're insecure you got a bitch reading tarot

why you want fans you ain't even that hot

 

 

i call catharsis

I call this quatorzes

your mind is trapped

you're nothing but a torso

andf course the choice is yours to drive off course

fuck what come's after

matta fuck mother fuck yo master

catharsis