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• Written by Tyla
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Bringing holocausts to horoscopes
gonna make gutterz choke
flood far past rotten smoke
blood rains THRough shores of
forgotten hope dust til death
skeletons stand still in a rusted trench
as life blows anew and becomes a breath
drown in the sun then rum bleeds stench
foul are the ghouls who'll mewl and leech
from the bleak for a peace to eat of soul
sparks of which they can never hold
fold the layers of gold ignite my scrolls like
hail storms cant praise the jailbells
so hand me the torches of truth
as we soar over the roof got high
and taught these dudes like there was a fire
in the booth jot lines til a bolts lyeing
right through I am frankenstein crankin limes
back in time with fractured eyes
tieing a rope round all these
wack ass rhymers cant hack the valleys of
quietness sat by the seas flying over waves
are the
sounds of silence
trees breeze like the fountains of mountains
pineapple rivers where the crowds are lounging
symbolical symmetry no symbiote industry
these wiggas is dim, forgetting whats hidden within
letting the syndicate win? Id rather float on a dynasty dreamin'
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------spinnin
wheels of sheep, so exhausted, weak. sleepin
to awaken fly away healin in space and feeling the bass raven
must be an illusionairy haven, eyes in the sky
see egyptian symmonyms singing a tone hearin the horizon
of a million flamingos flaming dingos hittin bongs tied dice
rethrows, pink green red orange meet the rainbow
the meek shall not seek, rather paint the evening forest
escape the heat, wilting lies from a vaporized mind like
leaves fallin from a tree
Butterfly shuriken curry naan hoolligang CPT krunk
dutched out chilling soon to be millionaire knock out the jewels
from your crown with a boomerang through a waterfall
I free the vision of peace from my mind's eyes
a samurai dies but no child cries cause were
Blind to the lies of religion and sin
can't find the time when were blessed and the gift is
Worth giving from the birth til I lay to rest I rave fresh
Spray meth like I just painted death can't fake this breath
Stay JAmming making chimes from bread while you try
rest Your head itll turn from fine to French
behind the wine trench dimes and led
Blaze the blood red getting high through flames I stay
Drenched in the abundance of love I'm humming
Rummage and rampage rushing and crush the rusted set
Fuck the feds bust the meds and leave em left for dead
swinging with the vrooom it's a western end
Spreaded the doom foot to the pedal heavy metal
From a tent through to the temple bends doof party
Lagoons ya set to the log spruciest frog that I'd ever met
Now I gotter jet my friends on a blotter feather treasure
chest choof mission glimpse true wisdom past every
system man I'm fast to kill rhythm rip the film off the lid
spill the beans gettin' filthy in the kitchen this the hart
n soul that were slinging
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Tyla
Member since February 23 2016