Eye of the Storm
• Written by Erudite
It's the calm before the storm
I inhale the air
Before the gusts are born
It isn't fair
That from my trust they've torn
What isn't there
I don't trust no more,
I don"t care
So apathetic when actually
That's all I ever wanted,
But no one listens factually
So the shells been haunted
Its the funeral of the mutant
Using numerals to mute him
I, II, III- lines that prove he ain't human
Inside of peoples musings
I confide but feel abused fam
Then eat me up and spit me out, chewed ham
I lied what I do, I'll probably do again
You are too, if your truthful, damn
Clout with my youth in hand
Beat any youthful can,
Down the road, take a left
Oops wrong turn, I can't see
What's that? Synaptic Cleft
Have the nerve, but ain't much left
Switching words this nerd adept
Hitting herb off my kitchen steps
They hurt my brain, I'm switching refs
Turning off what's left on
Got to conserve the rest
Stockpiling like this for a test
Fuck yourself, I'm for my best,
Then your next
Paul Bloom up in your text
Spell it out like it's in a hex
Took somethin' simple, made it complex
Mole hill to mountain,
Watch the lines convex
I put my soul in this account
That's why I don't payback
I am the bank,
I don't need ya damn money,
I need the interest
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Erudite
Member since August 25 2014