some times i feel like i don't have a problem
sometimes i feel like i wanna go
to the city of angels
the city of freedom
lonely as i am, now that is alive

we bang like that
a hammer to the head
shark ball like peen
now that's what I call a metaphor
new media feeling frenzy
water turns green with envy
feeling six I kicks llike habit
ritual sadis'tical silly rabbit
my trix the last kiss while you're still alive
my mustang trot and strive forr perfection


in the middle of the night
I been walking in my sleep
in a river so blue
thru a valley so deep
I walk through the shadow
black berried to death
no rest for the wicked just triumph
emphasis on the
try to think back try to
vividly remember my life 400 years ago
rain falls in September bringing yellow to December
I'm dismembered like corpse of course
you have your doubts that's watt I'm about
I was locota can't spell it in your language
my triangle length average
trust savage like the oak we lay under
pirates co
me torn asunder
currents ripped under bones bleached like tide
I have trouble talking about this
it's meant to be explained orally
can't be said
victorially? Pictorially like graph? Rationalize these charts and outsmart a soul that's been on this planet a long time
my story used to carry weight
bricks like doctors, across borders
from epiliptic seizures I'm suffering
like Warren buffet I'm cold comforting
the returns on this investment
I'm still contemplating
what I know
is that they killed me and raped my wife
but still life I'm trying to find
Vincent van go and rewind, two kind
i read i conceded her like forest
climb to dismount like everest
my climax third trimester sector
spectacular
extracted her like beam
her name was catherine
you dont want to hear this
she rediscovered christ
the real one
the self flagellating one
the why have you forsaken me one
the sun is shining like dawn's on the horizon
blocked 'em like coppertone, son
peace and bits'

Shear this wool off my skin and keep warm all through the winter
tRaining Ninjas like rap's splinter
Infinitive split, I'm bananas
you can cover me up, in chocolate
 rocket to the moon is our desensitization to violence this program not on tv

for furthur info contact rev 22:20 (ver 4:20)