Scumbag Scud Missile- Inside My mind Heres an unfinished song from W.E.I.R.D. If you like it, let me know and share! My album needs promoting! haha Scumbag Scud Missile- Inside My mind Hello everyone, I’m a seven headed gun, who’s been evidently living through the rhythm in my tongue, Never better, I deliver with the simmer of the sun, like a simian i prolly won’t remember when I’m done, screaming “Lifes so Beautiful!” forreal chillin with my girl, got the doobie rolled, One day I’ma take over the world through a studio, say a couple words then emerge a bazooka, blowing hurt at the earth till the dirt collapses, when it turns to ash, the mass can crown king who deserves it after, every verse a chapter, every song an experience, off the wall, i’ve long been delirious, hip hop lift off, if i did not, make my mix hot, whyd i be serious? when I’m in that spot in my DOME, im in the ZONE, Like it’s all skin and bones, that my heart’s ever known, scarred from the throne, cause i had to be a peasant just to find my soul, and as a king, it’s within every line i wrote, when you can’t rewind time, too devine to choke, saying I’m a joke but you know you ain’t laughing, the reason behind my life when made drastic, but don’t panic, the dope flow antics, ain’t gon stop, and i don’t know spanish, but my brain es su casa, you’re brain is like simba, mine’s father mufasa, I’m unliked a lot, cause i’m unlike a lot, like the pick of the lottery, i ain’t no option, I’ll end up on top or van gogh, go for it all and then end up unknown, but i really don’t care cause i’m really so scared, and i’m really just looking for home, talking on my mobile phone, hoping it’s God, but really i know that it’s not, walk down the block and i’ll wait at this spot, till he finally gives me the option to talk, maybe i’ll do something different, I’ll stop being stupid and listen. it’s so cold out. No doubt, This whole towns running, trynna be something, everybody got nothing, and i’m climbing for the summit but the slope’s so slippery, The original, home grown remedy, words in a song, not all they will ever be, sung cleverly when my head’s hung heavenly, i see different, that’s the difference, now i don’t mean to get THAT specific, you can laugh now but when it’s time to act, admit it, there’s no passion without any activism, and it’s a tad simplistic, fact or fiction, master that, now flank the pack, the angry tactic aftermath is cynic, painted black like venom. in a pack of cigs, if I had some wings, i would just fly, never after things. So at last I scream, “LIFE!” Cause you know it’s Never over till the moment of truth, can you show me what is golden to you? because so many cool tones never focus in view, and i’ve been colorblind, and i wonder why over time it’s like nobody knew, Shout Out To The World! And still no doubts to the unconcerned, because I’ve seen hip hop and I’ve watched it burn, and then i hugged it’s urn, as it was stuffed in a hole that we dug from earth, like who did this? you kids did. two lips bring new things when i’m still spitting me, just to become who I’d kill me to be, and i will soon achieve what i feel for in dreams, believe me, I’m knee deep, in the clouds, felt down but im better now, sorry folks, that was a lie, I’ve followed this dream for like half of my life, and I’m passing the pipe so we all getting high on this magical trip that we find in our mind, time and then time again, i represent that side that might never win, have you felt the wind, as it blows by, on a cold night, deepest reply still “yeah, I know, right?” a fake chuckle, and a fake smile, under real pain, when i face the denial, that i hide so well, while my insides melt, when i been through hell and you just can’t tell, hey but that’s introversion, spit a little bit and different person, emerges, but it’s far from perfect, i got big lips, i give hugs like urchins, it ain’t no flip that you caught me smirking’ because i won’t dip if the plan ain’t working, and my minds that ship that I’m leaving earth on, you can get missed in a minute when we’re gone, - i gotta pick up the scraps of yesterday, renegade craving after better ways, day to day making waves thatll splash you, in fact, Im the acid the bass can react to, a master whos maze is in fact just too great to extract for, the bad mood I had and the thoughts that I rap to be glad through, What you need? What you need? I dont have it so dont come to me please, Im a rabid avid addict of sadness battling magic, erratic action just happens its automatic I promise, Im honest, I really dont care, hard to have an apathetic incentive, when everyones telling me I should ready to say Im so scared, i need a medic, im hit and Im turning red, now heaven is in my head and i think Im ready to go there, cause if i quit before im dead, ill forever live in this debt i can measure just what i said by the cold stares, (no chairs in the waiting room, please) so stand up straight or lay down on your knees, only proud when i speak, im a thousand defeats and a million successes from clouds in my dreams please if its raining dont keep me outside, im a stranger amazed with just being alive, i still know Ill die but im here for the times, and the signs Im alive in my mind.
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 22:39:01 +0000
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