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The Last Phase Of A Mental Breakdown
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If insanity could ever speak in rhymes, she would be telling us something similar to what's mentioned in this song. I've always wondered what I would be thinking if I ever lose my mind; this piece is the answer I've been seeking.
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The Official Originator Of Grunge-Rap.
I'm the letters that alphabet never heard about, the words that the lines couldn't manage to gather, the lines that the verses failed to comprehend, the verses that no song would dare to embrace, the song that no pen would ever write down.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #181
Peak in subgenre #19
Author
Iphorill
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Iphorill
Uploaded
July 29, 2012
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:46
Story behind the song
It's the first song I write after a long sabbatical. Obviously, I had too much to say and too much energy to waste.
Lyrics
Yo…Guess who back…Yo…Guess who's back…yeah! Guess who's back…And why would you guess when I mean nothing to you?! Even I mean nothing to me I'm the sin to be, I'm the mentally boomed and consumed by a musical divinity My identity is the abuse of all the villainy that life dramatized and made me that calm and iced living failure except in my mama's eyes. I've been colonized by humanity and victimized with the effect of its direct hit depicted a quick demise I no longer recognize that mirror's reflection Give me directions to find the error's correction I'm a bitter collection of flesh and bone I'm a pitiful sarcasm with a wishing tone My intuitions known to be superseded by fallaciousness; I'm fiction when truth is needed. [Hook] I'm neither God; nor the Devil I'm everything in the middle I'm just a mind within a riddle I've gone mad but I'll still rebel I'm neither God; nor the Devil I'm everything in the middle I'm just a mind within a riddle I will not die until I rebel I personify a biblical figure to an atheist I'm the tastiest kiss to Satan's mistress I'm the faith he misses yet his disobedient I'm not Mr. Lenient; I'm this ingredient needed in every medium of mutiny I'm the nudity of psyche, the lack of unity. The end of beginning that will never start I deliver an art makes hell shiver in awe I still give her a heart to oppress and shatter; she's a girl and evil; God bless the latter sadistically and launch her ballistically on me, like a missile; never in a less sickly fashion, I'm that passion for that utmost futility I'm that divine humanity with that lost humility [Hook] I'm neither God; nor the Devil I'm everything in the middle I'm just a mind within a riddle I've gone mad but I'll still rebel I'm neither God; nor the Devil I'm everything in the middle I'm just a mind within a riddle I will not die until I rebel I was born in a melody composed by despair, swift sensations chose my Less fair path that leads to void I Guess there is no way to enjoy my Blessed air blown in my spirit with His care; cuz only grief is what I inherited I'm this heir whose father was ruling fate I miss her and how I used to fuel her hate and kiss her fictional lips holding her hands while The rest dare not to even grant a smile A bliss stare form heaven is what defines me I'm the uttermost blindness that my lines see [Bridge] A premonition of self-demolition Is my vision and my definition [hook] X2 I'm neither God; nor the Devil I'm everything in the middle I'm just a mind within a riddle I've gone mad but I'll still rebel I'm neither God; nor the Devil I'm everything in the middle I'm just a mind within a riddle I will not die until I rebel
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