A short verse I wrote for an Open Mic collabo w/ mc_maneone off RapDogs.com
I've grown-to-rid thoughts of "Fuck you, you don't know-me-kid!"
But I'll still 'put out your discs labeled from Rage' like Sony-did! ..
Hit brains-with-ax and chains-it's-facts that you can't make these veins-relax
I guess I'm so-mean cuz I 'blow-steam' like trains-on-tracks! ..
I bust-aloud, cuss-n-proud as I stomp feet, kick up dust-n-cloud
But releasing anger I must-allow, so yeah ma.. I'm nuts-and-proud! ..
You fuck my bitch,-I-will itch-to-kill rip ya arteries to where ya twitch-n-shrill
These are just alarmin-words, fuck tryin to 'calm-my-nerves' .. I already pitched-the-pills! ..
Now you know me, a lone-ranger but no-stranger to show-anger
So fuck with me and you'll 'dangle from bars' like clothes-hangers!