Extraordinary
• Written by MANIACL3
Yeah,yeah.....
I am extraordinary..a human life born out of the capillary not set to attack today but ready to put the smack down on these rappers cause I am angry at em'....
Yo, fuck with this go ahead, you want this shit? Go for it cause I'ma empty soul filled with a hollow mind thoughts surround me everyday I put the thoughts down on pen and paper I...am okay I'm doing fine but these haters keep on hating shit, that alone will put my life back on top of the grind yeah
Back on top of the fucking grind rip it to shreds try again my thoughts explode with ink I am dynamite but at the same time I'm kinda like...still that kid, filled with that innocence.. wondering why these people judge me, kick me, push me, hate me for who I am fuck it keep walking bud head held high but don't hold it too high you will get past the sky and reach the outer space, lose your life..
Bitch you think I fear death? I faced death multiple times if it's meant to take me here now I will leave nothing behind I am steering left, into your lane appearing the best but rapping all the time about things I do am I insane?, enjoy me while you have me... before Maniacle takes over again, I taste my victims nervousness of the rear chest, a backstabber clearly clearing the way for a mirror image it doesn't get clearer than that guys.. except for a smeared nest of fucking wasps flying by the thousands, millions headed towards the fear tests.
Put this motherfucking paper back down and fill it out my night's getting crazy I'm limbless getting out of hand, crinkle this sheet restart and pass out in the sink, wake up face the mirror damn! I can't waste fucking time I have to write shit before this night of mine comes to an end because if I don't, the Maniac within me will let out a scream...a scream the world can hear, the scream the deaf can see, and the scream the blind can feel in the soul, the spirit my oldest dear, call my name one more time baby I need you holding hand to hand..
Ah! Stop! Convince myself that possession isn't real take the deal of losing my life to save chil-dren for once, oh please God...I'm sorry, for the sins I've committed never again will I answer such a question but I have a question for you, will you ever forgive me? Because for how much I want to, these vivid dreams I can't seem to forget and my memory mistakes myself as my own worst enemy Maniacle leave me the fuck alone! I don't need you!
Close the door lock it with the seven pauses, looking back, making sure I still have my mind I haven't lost it! I'm alone stuck in a child's room for how creepy this gets I can't show no fear, fight it ah fuck it! My body and soul remains exhausted trapped in the corner of the dangerous closet, now I know why I feared this dark hole all my life, because it's the hole that claims my soul can I fucking claim this column..that I bow before no,no,no! God is all, God is good out of all I will never fail my Father! Satan belongs in Hell I will show myself to save my family don't take them away from my shell....
Ah my God, only shell I know of is the shell I curl into within the barrel of this double barrel I'm tired and unable, to fight another battle I'm slowly dying I can feel it just dribble...life isn't a game and I'm not shooting hoops fine ahaaaa, fine! Go back to heroin to take pain not away but like a man that can't find his little....dream he always prayed for ever since the beginning, I've been following something I never understood but stepping back into the abyss and, got lost....hear myself crying out to my past but where's my future?
I don't have a fucking future! Never will! Never have! Everyone who doubted me including Satan I fucking rebuked em' I feel like the Grudge, crawling out of the TV only the vision is telling vision to blind me by the light...let me enter the Heavens...pearly gates, Jesus Christ is waiting...God place me into your arms oh I cannot take this!...
I always done shit on my own never cried out for help, even when it came to bullshit in school man I always defended myself, teachers don't like it? Fuck em', do something about it because they ain't so now you put your mind in power, bashed a kid deeply and let my rage inside devour...took over me and since I've been violent feeding the child powder and water... thickens up, chokes to death finished the life faster than the hour
I was born, I am torn and thorns make a crown of strength that God knows I'm headed for, it's my goal, my life..I'm not a fool, you may think so but I am an eyewitness account of a bank robbery in front of my eyes my mind was the product these faggots have stole, you will never know me, you will never know my life I may be a puppet but these strings I cut myself so you couldn't reach and pull, me the direction you choose but today I stand upon this stool higher than the sky and drinking the rain that floods upon my wool...wrap me like the dead mummy I am, the walking dead man, no one notices a rich life that got earned by living so poor
Cash my life in because the credit I gave today was better than Extra, chew these rappers up like gum and swallow em' whole the only gum I recognize is dentistry never give me permission to do work on lives that enter my room...because I have been taught evil...hate, do nothing but wrong these good guys you see are gay rights and protestors taking away whites lives because we don't matter but the motherfucking chemistry between all of this is you take slavery, give a pin of power and now we're taken over without a surrounding power, cars hitting crowds and fire burning flags, we destroy our own homes and expect others to rebuild our desires
This is what you wanted man, you wanna end the world? be my guest send me out earlier than I was, ever expecting because at this point dog, I don't fear death shit, we're all on a leash anyways...release the clouds and, make it rain and shower down on these louder towns, they destroy for attention like Buddhists setting themselves to fires...for strength? It's all looks by now being children battered..used to be men, string ready to fight and now....ha,.... it's all over man....men being women and work it all around... y'all are the sinners.... where's your power now?...turned to ash, talking chemistry...you crushed yourselves into a powder..take that powder throw it in a crowded town and, mix it all up watch what happens
It's science man Gene splicing and experiments to guess what happens who's the victims? Not the scientists...us...you....me....the workers....the fighters.....we fight for nothing...are rights are crushed in, to the night you and I pray for redundancy because we're all convinced homie...wrong is right...and right...is sin making money...
Yo, I don't go to church but this road can hurt...the words you spurt can make a quote get turned...our world is froze man..make it work.. because we haven't worked for centuries man...and look where we lurk...
it's Extraordinary to you and me...you see normality, I don't know, take a hit of this....I see humans, but no humanity.....
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MANIACL3
Member since June 16 2017