Lose it quick

Why can i only write at 1 in the morning,

Fuck i'm just done with the talking,

I can flow when i'm heartbroken,

half woken, a zombie in a cast floating,

in a mask loathing, about my past,

but i see the peace that i've found at last,

and even 300 spartans will fall from the gap

Mc solitude, You say its on a mountain pass,

I say that the glass of bull is full and it dulls my brain to hear all this pain

so what i'm saying is not to focus on the rain but instead the drain

cause it got its fame from washing your problems away. So

here i sit and say

maybe not today but tomorrows not far away

that if not yourself then believe in me

I'm clueless, bout gun's and jewelers,

I'm a student of the game, but I still teach these losers,

stay foolish, and avoid them nooses,

like a bullet to the brain; I keep them stupid.

you just confused kid, I'm not Confucius,

I just like music and acting ruthless,

and when my kettle blows you better move bitch,

This steady flow will point to where the news is,

about these movements,

you see the truth is; I might just LOSE IT.

You ain't on my echelon, fuck the weapons dawg I'm steppin on,

every step you on,

Decepticon, with extra arms just to stress ya mom,

the bullets comin, come extra long,

Step to me bitch, you ain't even on the steppin stone, I'm wreckin flows,

Sippin slow, because I know I might change your idea's about records tho,

I'm so hot when i write my pencils glow,

Crows on my chest, eatin my blood from an old nest,

Clocks tickin, beatin to the drum of the cold lead,

My paps thinkin his son gonna be so hopeless,

His kid grow up exposin demons like, Edward Snowden,

My hitters hitin llike they gonna get a bonus,

I trap rappers in the barren corners,

Stress niggas out like a set of lawyers,

I'm absolutely glorious

Mess with me make me absolutely furious

Don't try to test me don't try to be curious

Or i'll kill your ass like that nigga Julius.

Beneath the grass

I see the last

Survivor, The writer

Picks up the beat

And gets up from his seat

Only to find out that it is not the treat he wanted

And might of made the font wrong

So he says ding dong and its all gone

And then he

Jumped out of the 2nd floor of a record store

With a Treacherous Four cassette and a cassette recorder

In Ecuador with Edward Norton

Witness the metamorphosis

Of a legend growin' like an expert swordsman

From the Hessian war and

Hence the origin of the Headless Horseman

Born with the endorphins of a pathetic orphan

Endless source and reservoir

Of extension cords in dresser drawers

And deadbolts on the bedroom doors

And sexual torture kits kept in a separate storage bin

Excellent Girlfriend