Rap,hip hop, real, dope, skilled, multis, ill, lost moniker, the illest, passion, depression
I'm Contracts (To the people who've known me "MC-Contracts"), I like creating battle raps, Also like creating deeper peices as well.
I'm associated with "Symphoniez", A fellow battle rapper (He's on my soundclick, Listen to the freestyle sessions). At the moment were both learning our way into the audio department and hope to advance in the future.
CHECK OUT MY WEBSITE:
HTTP://LOSTMONIKER.COM
Lyrics
Verse 1:
1. I'm trapped in my room, goons are stroking my head,
and I'm hopeless and stressed, am I coping with death?
2. this coldness has crept, and it's taunting me slow,
Cause I'm haunted by ghosts that just want me to go!
3. locked in this hold, I feel restless and weak,
Their presence is bleak, they're not letting me sleep!
4. like a deadly disease, feel hands on my throat,
they're clamping it slow until I manage to choke!
5. Can't handle it though I try escaping these thoughts,
I pound on the door and try breaking the locks,
6. but my face is in shock, so I stop to breathe,
at a loss of speech start feeling shocked and weak,
7. hear talk from fiends with a serpent sound,
so I turn around, to see I'm stalked by freaks!
8. hear rotting beings, sounds from under my bed,
look below the mattress see hundreds of heads!
9. a struggle with death, leaves me broken inside,
with the coldest of eyes they're just hoping I die!
10. I'm hopeless with tries and still stuck in my room,
Lifes weight having me crushed by these goons,
11. they're loving it too cause their haunting my fate,
I look around my room and I want to escape!
Verse 2:
1. I want to break free from these latches of hate,
So I goto my closet start grabbing my blades,
2. stab into my door, and keep hacking away,
I see visions of death just flash as my fate,
3.ghosts laugh in my face and I choke to it fast,
they stare at my blade til' it's broken in half!
4. the coldest of laughs leaves me with hard shock,
So I run to my window, and see it's a far drop,
5. a sparked thought, leaves me wondering slow,
I see the ghosts linger, as I run to the phone,
6. I try to call the police, the buttons are stuck,
they grab my face and start cutting me up!
7. I struggle to escape but I run to the closet,
hear bangs on the outside, they clutch it and lock it!
8. I'm crushing the locks quick, can't find an escape,
I'm stuck in this room with goons devising my fate,
9. I'm colliding with hate, I've had enough of this threat,
So I open the window, and plung to my death...
