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Wrote this for a lil someone someone a while back, the cuties sent it me 💜
How are you? I tried calling your number but no luck. - an old friend
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Got no grip No hold upon anything Got no love No wings to fly to find The love within Love is motivation to be a better person without it nihilism worsens philosophical thoughts slamming the nail on sanity fundamental reasoning's glorifying clarity it's pure hilarity to follow the deceit but love for anything can also keep ya outta reach from what ya truly seek Though the paths never been clearer I live my life in constant hysteria So let the pen bleed from all my inner missions every time it's only a brick wall that glistens after ever corner though I will seek for answers nd keep my conscious calmer like a yogi in this westernised drama I remain Sane with each drag I take Mary has replaced serty giving the nhs a break but make no mistake I ain't any better as the days go by I sail further west though I put myself to the test remain forever bless But I'm like the famous power structure I rise then decline letting myself suffer Still living blind through the days of tyranny globalised consciousness will bring trinity not like the holy spirit realize we are all gods be rid of this gimmick Then let us sail into better days anarchy means peace what more can I say? show love like living the life of tantra I ain't got no time for no hateful banter I am my own chancellor in this lonely mission but seeking motivation is my only requirement but invisions of my life are always violent Here's to all the lovers that I've quickly aborted giving birth to love through intimacy To then allowing it to be distorted you could say it's a waste but I can only allow a small taste cos greatness can only achieve greatness and I've already had that on a plate gluttony only led to repent in me now what can you do when you've blossomed and not been watered? dependency leaving you decaying internally slaughtered like slumdog I will come from nothing find my inner wealth that is my goal I wanna amount to something like everybody I'm not crass to this fact but the crass in everybody is leaving the world black so we can all have our dreams and our goals but the grammar boys gonna have more chance then the public yout economic discrimination will keep you trapped No p equals no guarantee in anything in life So I wake up early make my money right debt slaves since your first wage Debt slave when your engaged even when you retire up until your grave So what do you say when you've had enough of the shit? global revolution free the land and the life in it
desperation can lead to self degradetion like love though with misplacement take a couple shots then let anybody tame me and make off ain't got a lot of respect left in me that's why I ain't got the balls to show the love within me that is to the right person she tucked off then life worsened so is there any point recycling the pain again when I can make myself suffer through repent intimacy so ingulving but I get no smothering to warm me I fuck then disown thee never felt so damn lonely like all I want is a homey or a heart in a place cause there's no home for my heart I'm quickly replaced Then I think to myself is it really love that I've had or just a slight taste of what I want so bad I may be glad its over like a Vietcong soldier but I cant help but still wanna sail a bit closer but with only one last bullet I will put a gun to my head and pull it for life is full of shit so full of its what they say closer and closer to suicide each day
The pinnacle of selfishness is to think of death when I'm depressed I detest myself more on the daily Every breath in the morning changes me like I'm just building up my self travasty waiting for myself to spill like a froffin up pint not only that but my bags pile higher no more sleep, I just gaze into the sky yeah no wonder I'm always high tryna hide the shame inside tryna hide all my inner missions keep myself pro wear in a tight oh so fly though I've got no wings Gravity laws only thing keeping me high again I will say hi from all the way up here when back again I need to reach cloud nine but I'm minus 10 so it may take time or none at all subjectively mentally revolt Zen with no steps of fault
these words I slur are forever teaching like the ways of a yogi zenith preaching unitary conscious state astral traveling whilst I meditate 33 different vertibre insida me but all these teachers seem to lie to me praise god that be but if there was a god why give this life to me spiteful deceit I've followed the flock and found my retreat conquered myself gained inner peace that is the path set for me and I will march on forth gloriously like ceaser before his demise in history like the soul everyone's capable to be just find yourself erase the negativity Yes the condecending attitutes that most preach will keep you away from arms reach like the self limiting mental clergy that stop you from pushin yourself to waking up early I feel like im from Burnley walking round feelin all alien thinking that I've got another finger people stare though I dont say nothin cos times are tough and I dont know what to do about it daily routine - hustle, mootch, complain bout shit Self limitation gets me down but I will stay resilient cos I know my destinations bound on a path to better days I only hope life is a game right? but this ain't no joke stay focused and through synchronicity I will achieve my goals like sobriety
Systematic conditioning making life more limiting like the chains slowing you from your dreams so it seems we are trapped in this scheme of living where the elite give us everything we are given self reliance is no problem no more we got the shops being our hunters though they are gmo poured the poor will survive any way they can so they buy cancer in a can cos its three for one man do you see there plan? socio-economic sham You've got your Aldi modified ham whilst you've got mark and spencer's new age brand with the quality showing a mockery on the classism that bothers you and me You've got the envy from the average few raging and gagging at them grammar schools for we are perceived as subhuman to the likes of someone brought up on the greed but I think to myself do they have a better life then me? cos sure I may of seen some shit in my time based on the fact that im middle class slime though through the pain evolution has made me divine modern day intellectual philosopher of my time
cognitions in my brain keeping me sane wanting to remain present in this world that's insane but who's to blame for all my negativity negligence over time corrupting me like the MP promising one thing then will retreat with deciet life is a joke if you want it to be you got the jokers and the mopers dichotomy split leaving me hopeless mentally stuck in a ditch I'm like a soldier fighting of the nazis self limitation the enemy that attacks me but I wanna order a taxi and escape the pain away sail of to another land live for better days
many man wanna rap about how they're wrapping dough but when you look at em they got nothing to show other than conditioned materialism priorities in life nothing but a small vision so we make procession to our visual exellence cos our personal exellence is the paper we chase but I've sealed my own fate on my own race cos the stress of life has always got me under I live privelidged white middle class slumber many man chunder from the extasy but I ain't ever let the substance get the best of me stay bless with a poker face I keep my pride don't wanna disgrace keep the best locked up inside moving fast like formula one and my start to greatness has just begun constantly seeing quadruple one numerological synchronicity why don't we worship the sun? given us the gift of life hast he? new hope if I dont choke cross my fingers I swear I can't cope... without a cross its my loss if it's a void I'd be going to hell anyway so many lives I've destroyed so many times I've broken wings turned angels into demons just for the little things lost my soul a long time ago denial of myself took ahold with all the pills ingulved depression slipped in realisation may of not been good for my health revolting my inner self To the point to where I had corrupted myself The cycle is forever going revelation or evolution? wisdom through instance is the only solution Just don't let them screws loosen cos you will be going to the looney where they will neglect you truly no more fun time sniffin lines with julie
The winds so violent leaving me up at night left to feel the wrath of a tyrant windswept till sunlight As I may try to seal these eyes insomniac til my demise... perpetual delight but it will be all right like the wings of trump over time we will decline left in the dumps but soon again we will shine for the day is coming It's dark now the wind blows forever running forever able to blow me off my feet chilling though caning me til I'm able to see like seeing through the lies and deceit The wind keeps me up every night of the week it may be dark now but I can see the future I just wanna be comfortable like DFS but all I want really is intimacy with the best put tantra to the test from darkness to daylight throughout the night pleasure whilst turning one True connection will bring light spark the fuse inside this old fire The darkness will expire as soon as I aim higher
I'm mixed feelings like my preference I like the feeling of caramel fragrance best of all worlds I like my dark skinned women what can I say?
They say I should be blessed with the life that I've been given but all I see is stuff I detest getting me caught up in a schism I'm a liability to authority Based on the fact that nothing bothers me I've been trapped once institutionalised slavery but I never let it get the best of me I bounced back like recoil through perception Self limitation renders my mind a weapon now I channel myself to higher vibration see my mind fly through meditation show love and it will become adjacent the day will come, just be patient but love is like the NHS slowly declining it will die in due time and we are stationary based on our spacey celly that social interaction is as limited as watching the telly too focused on the nellys to see beyond so temporary pleasure is only to be fond No knowledge of the tantra is like a black kid not knowing bout the panthers self knowledge is needed for optimisation otherwise you will stay vacant with no realisation Success comes from taking risks like those hoes taking pics just to see the man frisk until he ticks all to see the cum drip, little pricks you ever been intertwined like god you never had anyone to show you that love? the disconnection nowadays makes me rage like when the WiFi goes off when I'm playing my game it drives me insane to see all the toxic and the evil but I am just like them one like the sheeple
I used to skateboard a lot nothings really changed constantly flippin shit to shot I stay tippady top on my feet its gone from bailing to trying to keep comfortable its peak but that's life and due to the spineless shite I have to shot or work in a corner shop but id rather not spend my days livin a cluster fuck time is precious and love that I had is absent I've gone from happiness to drinking absinthe
I grind hard though I bail often like a skateboarder tryina land bliss though I sit and remenice on the times that had exist cos lately I've got myself caught In a mist patience for a better day is bitter but I will take my opportunities grow through them, watch prosperity glimmer like the influence of the new age though we are slaves locked up within a feeble body if not physical its mental comradery its hard to be the way you want when shackles are constantly tied to me but I will remain bliss live my life like a zen monk you see
I can no longer look up every time I try something puts me to the test tryna look up but I twitch to the left every accumulation of life eventually sent me west but I will stay bless from my mental power I am me, I am free I will train to devour all the self limitations in my temple all will be mine, just keep a steady tempo just give yourself a momento cos the vibrations are meditations like when you skank to the beat or even when you're in full lotus retreat life is a blessing, its all in the mental Try and take control, just be oriental
Let the rage seep through
I'm a nihilist raised on violence Listen to punk let the rage seep through Im a loser blatant user abusing anything cos I'm missing you Happiness always dismissed I get pissed when things are distanced Time will tell what will come another day smoke the haze so my sanity remains I'm a loser blatant user Nothing new No nothing will change Poverty forever keeping me in these chains Like the self limiting factors stuck in my brain I'm a nihilist raised on violence but subjectivity forever remains I keep distant I'm only the byproduct It's all the shits that's to blame
Time is money
Time is money but all my moneys spent on green smoke machine though feeling lean with my bagga fat haze from sheen lookin at the star feeling infinite like the possibilities when I stare and they gleam so sorean but I will not stop no I aint reached my dream I'm still growing inside cleansin' my QI increasing my IQ Soon there will be nothing this man cant do watch this space and I'll show you... Im from the rutz inbetween two shit holes Kirkham town where all the lasses are big gals That or skanky Either way I'm on track for my plan B worth better than this place no ego involved understand me There's more to embrace Then the smell of biscuits that render on through Ignorance with eyes walking round you Too many man eager to take the innocence of your face but wont at all wait around for you the next day its called non connection but that's all sex is now temporary pleasure like feeding grass to a cow but that's all gals are now anyway narcissistic psychos nd I'm always lured into the bait but over time I will wait for the right one to properly put me in place But time is money and I've don't like time going to waste