DESCRIPTION:
http://youtube.com/user/Poeticsoul88
Cover photo: http://witchenmoon1.deviantart.com
Lyrics:
penning my opinions in these digital drafts
putting dents in villains blueprints, egos and masks
hero vessel ventured out, last of the lads
solace in seclusion, recluse recording lab

this wasn't what I intended, yet the fruits of labors last
holes in palms writing psalms, better watch my math
tone tuned for finer linings linked along the echelons
running verbs I vent as they fucking echo on

you're fake quotes and poems
so deep in your own shallow end you really think you know us
honing through the low end, know this era never ends
Ever pissing greatness while you struggle with your passions

yuh, talking silent phone dialings
absolute dealings, sith gang nihilists
blood stained visor via hype beasts buying this
preme and pristine, no Icarus is denying this

And you know how it goes
And you know they come in droves
Imprinted on the mold
Sealed with a kiss on your tomb from a rose

omg, I got bakas in balaclavas
cold shoulder equipped, winter for a novice
churn rap novels out with no no problems
bar for bar xanny verse, keep a track nauseous

cautious, cause this shit ain't what they taught us
world will fuck over and deny you due process
but my buffs proc, see a dub without losses
pouring over porridge for you bums with a faucet

wedjet eye flourishing, horrid like a Horus is
breaking bitches egos like I went and shoved in Adams ribs
I'll show you where the God lives
one time for the Glassy brother ballin' in the fortresses

Daft from the fire flame, hell scorched southern wave
Producing sweet tea needed for a humid Florida day
Floors paved, every brick layered for my shoe step
And spit cleaned to glean off the tears son Jesus wept