This is the sound of rushing wind That hurricane inside my brain I let the storm out through my pen Then many men will feel my pain I blame no one, I am the Shogun I am the sun, moon, stars, and emotions My gun weighs a ton, point it at the black glass Blast, then Im out the rain Let it loose, let it free, let it exist, then let it be Let it go, when Im in a battle with myself I drop The hammer so quick, like Geronimo Scalping the dishonorable, ego Sick like, H1-N1-measles Midnight key strokes, typing out my defects My assets, at least though, Im looking at my true face Illegal entry, to therapists and outside entities Centuries Ive been moving about this universe Surfing across the Milky way in a filthy way But I cleaned my act up like acne, back up My Mack truck, fill up the trunk with taxing lessons To maximize my presence on Earth for this track meet Not a race but a marathon Larger than life like a Mastodon Broke, but cant see where the cast is on Healing fast, and at last its on My power is now at 8.5, cant wait till I get to 10 Cant break a man whos made of water, can you Read my grin, can you read my grin? Hydro, cant escape the streets on fire Wherever you go See the black smoke Cant escape the deep desire To put upon a show.
Posted on: Thu, 15 Jan 2015 09:26:57 +0000
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