i cannot grieve i believe in the dead i go to sleep with a bag on my head it's made of paper brown as the dirt gives me the power of one hundred nerds i cannot see through the bleeding i bled i hit the streets with a bag on my head they won't be saying i'm ugly as fuck i won't be praying to ruffian gods chuck a rock if you hear what i'm saying TO YA blocking out the sun while the roosters are baying TO YA was it them wolves, OR were it the crows, that stirred in your bones and buried your woes? then flayed you in half like an ivory spear elephant tusk in the room in the rear smelling of musk in the blood of a deer my dear, don't rust dust off my career it never started. call it retarded call in sick every time i'm broken hearted. then i wake up with a bag on my head smelling a piece of a tree long dead easy to speak with a bag on my head easy to preach through shield made of redwood felled back then many decades ago think about them days when i get stoned. listen to father rowing to do. lest we dont make it, sink into the blue it's callin me back like an angry ex arrested, i'm later than government checks. fishing for loving some time after death digging for missing months buried in sheds dream of the world but it keeps me in check so i'll find a girl with a bag on HER head we'll wake up in the morning together birds of a feather flying but tethered dying inside click through the channels channeling art in the dark by a candle light at the end of the tunnel we're rumbling sixteen tons on bus that is crumbling you are encumbered, you cannot move you must go through all ya shit n drop loot. dropped on a doorstep one thousand miles bag on the head didn't think about eye holes she'll take it off see a lot better i'll remain blind to the fact of the matter. it doesn't matter i'll empty my bladder and toast with a platter of getting much fatter no hyperventilation for me i wear a bag on my head when i sleep. I walk around with a bag on my head. I go to sleep with a bag on my head. I cannot dream with a bag on my head...

Grindin' Baby don't. Grindin' On my own. DICK DASTARDLY: little bit of xanax litle ritalin look at me i achieve bare minimum stayin home bitter alone like i'm cinnamon scanning sci fi its why i'm on my own needless to say melancholic about it metalhead blastin an amp can't doubt it. couch surfer, life of a troubador i don't really search so im on my own don't give a damn if the maggots don't fessup i am a dragon on flagons of red stuff. no interest just pinterest dumb shit few people hear it i'm on my own but i keep it grindin til anyone cares whether hands in the air or some fucked up stares til A real nerd is known in the bars in the barrios even if i die first, on my own. so kill it with fire before it lays eggs gives birth to an army of spiders with legs that are barbed and go into faces n kneecaps making em sway all on my own. QUICK DRAW YA JAW: "i remember taxing dem fuckas at the bus stop/ muthafuckas from halsey terrace scattering like buckshots/ young boy tapping your pockets in front the manapua man/you a go sell who a gram? NOBODY TODAY/cause uncle phil the tax man comin to seize your property/ the early grind i admit it wasnt done properly/ Now im breaking my back 24/7 building houses killing tracks and chillin out with nobody im(on my own)/ like i've always been/ i used to get jealous seeing folks with all their kin/ i was still lonely surrounded by all my friends/ so i set out for the world ima try it again/ yo im on the grind like this is columbine and im eric harris with a full magazine/im just laying floors and breaking doors to pass the time cause i cant go back in time and i cant rewind im(on my own)

coming from the grass like a hopper running from a cop with my copper twistin up a j like a nado gonna burn spliffs get baked like potatoes. i'm carrying my team like a backpack script too hot got the fear of a black hat crying to the mother of nature BY DESIGN I'M A meat head slayer. I don't get benched not a second string player FACE get slapped by your own hand face hurts. dirt guy with an eye for the sword flair french in a trench and im learning big warfare burning big cities like a lizard with a horde lair. built like a wall i'm a motherfucking orc mayor tell ya momma BOUT YA attitude ho is a bitch and she gonna get mad at you RUINING your dreams brah ya uninstalling steam nah screaming at your spit covered screen and lose ya shit careening in my wind beam. break your mouse screaming out fuck that I'M smashing through your whole house now son BLAM i've got a swing like babe ruth i GOTTA sing while i break you. BILLIEHOLIDAY SERENADING YA WHOLE CREW appreciate subtlties of my whole playthroughs you obsolete as a pager strings on my puppets stars in my plays, nerd. fuck you, i love you, good game. you suck dude. i fuck faces, how about you? you got a place in town we can go to? i'm face fucker how do you do? do you rage quit like a bitch for the lose?

you shouldn't buy me, i'll try to speak and i'll probably end up dead i couldn't find me, even if i took a hike from a one track mind into an infinite head. don't mind me, i'll try to speak and i'll probably end up dead i couldn't find me, even if i took a hike from a one track mind into an infinite head. in bed/ embedded, all day arcade-less credits the green skin rabbit shit - thin lettuce - said id shed it off or im bound to regret it lacking envy, evidently heaven sent me to arrest my inner self and sin until i win a bentley. green in the meat go oh no hey, spoiled inside roll high rolaids four faces emblazoned in bladerunner cases i read it, it ended in cursed outerspaces. yeah i played it. it fuckin sucked just like my luck now i rob with love and lie and puff and ruffle feathers weather rough in nether regions see em preaching feel the heat of sleepin demons bapho-may i baal ya out? accused of a snooze in loser crowds infused with voodoo kookie mouth, i think pazuzus in ya house your boogying to groovy sounds of boogie men in dirty south your naked and exerting all your person into sacred chao. moo. subgenius. hi bob. suck a penis. black goes your vision BLACK as a prison that's black AND it's filled with black men all in em black as a night in 63 vietnam, black as remembering the death of your mom black as a party thats black with nobody but black had no light just black im so sorry. its blackened you to ashes used to shine their black and shiny boots that blacken out the sky until you snap awake blacken fools.

all i ever wanted out of life is a little relief but everytime i look inside all i find is a little riddle there/little bit of, a little bit of demon/demon in me demon in me did he mean one of me? do you hear what i see?? am i hearin the dead in my head? own dome made a ouji creaking, i let em thick skin made of bad luck when a kraken attack say good bye to the fat fuck blam in the deep seas, targetted holdin a hammer bleak from vaginus that's greek for traumatic leetspeek for a dick can't handle a ratchet bitch hatch plans like a goose layin gold eggs churn out the brews so i can deal with the court case whore hey, i'm alone but i prefer it to dealin with wheels spinning quick with the torment im a crack shot kiddies, spackle your girl make her look real pretty backlot kid pop rifles and milis. backwoods hick trained boy from the city. take stares when ya step up. wreck up your shit just to get lil rep up. omen of doom, a crow sillhouette against the moon now you know soon the worm in the ground gonna feast on your womb. demon in me when i'm free on beat better see what i mean. whether i pass or last like a leather hide mountains will move as if i could never die other fools don't try. i can hear it in the sound of their eyes. i can sense their heartbeat, off rhythm, sick with a schism tryna act hard, can't deliver. hah. i can't even look. step down now ya babbling brook. my flow like water, i'm killin ya dead then i marry ya daughter. samurai tactics, not a poser wit scarface posters a scholar of warfare well read ogre a man makin moves a motherfuckin closer. demon in me look at d. d nme i am a friend of the militant geeks tongue like scissors, cut through your facade ionic order built like a chemical bomb chemical bond, to poetic rhymes that i sling a rock at a crack head goliath meet david the giant slew thirty men under belt of orion. i'll be up there with explosions and sky tints. bliss if ya momma dead ill see ya momma then ill give momma ya love and a dick a kiss. im heartless, nothing off limits not for this artist so edgy i mean god damn shit it's tiring being better than most and going unnoticed by dimwitted hopeless folks with no brain no ears no soul blowing dough on some, growing some famous dopes. sorry, he just got out a little bit its the demon inside makes me yell like a little kid. not me your talking to i'm gone, he's talking through my mouth like a string puller marionette to a dark king jeweler.

everytime im alone at night i pop a boner that i fight off so the loner can write tasty wordplay over the birdbrained not for the elitists treatin nerds unworthy. mercy me i didnt know that it was jerkday! certifiably insane if you ask me, ask my psychiatrist, he wont be divulging it but you can look in his eyes and shit. people talkin like dick aint got a big cock but he walks like a titan spittling spite for the jocks 28 years seen more than a little queer spittin fear from a keyboard i'm at the seaboard diving deepsea eatin humuhumu nukunuku apuaa fuckers bleeding. riding on a seahorse see one of me, obi wanna bes need free force. back to land job land land-jabs need a report hows my dope dope stack? should i re up? do ya need some?? k ill be back. here ya go ya fuckin bums. sellin h like like a devil sayin ello revel in the color of your fear its so yellow you're green with envy i'm holdin a lantern shattering saturn forgetting old standards upsetting when i flex my animal antlers dastard spreading like im stage 3 cancer check the race stats my strats way faster. shoot put on some slut boots ya go go dancer wanna laugh but i sigh when i listen to = lessons from asses in glasses wit fat thighs. i'm also a phat guy. yeah im real fly. thats why they call alabaster, ick to d wicked sick what a bastard. flushing down pricks like a gathering of assturds seabird toke on that reefer smoke then migrate to somewhere off the east coast free dope for everyone who follows inviting all the ones who feel a little hollow mahalo. lets do some cult shit and build us a following free of the hollering negative bothering, all the unhappy dumb crappy bitch ass cunt mouths a positive crew that'll doom them shut down pay no attention, they hope that they see your backhanded mentions. these men have daughters? ridiculous fathers, kids hit stripper poles before they are toddlers. oh yeah i went there, bitch with the bear fur, ill trap you like memphis cars bumpin and blastin hard production values sound irrelevant when you don't got the balance of naturally talented kids. shut your mouth i can see why you were bullied, , it's god damned easy, no white guy voice boy i aint here to please thee. get smacked with a dick backhand in the sink wash ya down into garbage disposal, ya trash, ya remixes can kiss my ass, they remind me of avril lavignes vaginal gap look at wow so pretty, vajazzle that fast how about a bar that doesn't sound so shitty, how about a day where you hold in your quippy shit and get the fuck off my nuts you're a blowhard know it all cunt fat and pasty don't equate to smarts, i'm blastin a racy bit of jizm on your arts. you can't bully when you're biceps are flabby, carpel tunnel syndrome in wrist jerkin sadly. cry a little while i laugh at your failures, pale jerks dribblin a vague jab k nerd why don't you mention ya pay dirt. jump around in a ballroom suddenly a baller shot caller callin all the shots as your head grows balder, colorless talker, a tosser sometimes i feel like i got a couple stalkers. bet it feels good to be alpha for once or is it beta gamma lambda fraternity always be a prick revel in it for all of eternity good plan man when we're face to face you can shake my hand as you look away. dont play. the internet connect to the real life stand in the sunlight remaining upright some guys think that nothing on the web matters i got a kick to the rib for their bladders so delusional i share things you write, my freidns stay awake laughin at em all night no self awareness, nothing but boredom, fuck everyone if they werent here before us. its a little late in life to be trying to get back your highschool pride. some lie sayin what a cool guy while they blind themselves to truth in front of their eyes. i get. nepotism. hope you get a motherfucking embolism. brain so tiny. hey look over there. Something shiny. *DD*

I'm a nerdcore

mentally deranged, physically strange, sketchy as an etch a sketch blesss the mic like a saint, for the mighty not the faint rhymin tighter every day take a hit off of this hookah make ya whoop like crane cough like an old jew poop in a dudes shoe, wait till he puts his foot inside scream i got you! pretend i'm a blind samurai for awhile, home alone in underwear developing a sword style fellas hella versatile, volatile, hostile skill is iller by a mile look at all the bodypiles cut the candles this man'll dismantle a platoon pitch black attacks bringin doom in a dark room a rockin masseuse, cock of the roost, blocked all the exits now im locked on to you BOOM. lights out light footed hooded no noise, full grown man in a land of little boys dont reach for the heat everything will be peachy strong as a man with a tan from fiji yessir professor got a lesson to teachy don't tussle with the muscle known as zatoichi call him captain fickle reaction unpredictable holdin blade like a sickle oh so mystical ramble more than zeppelin, travel more than seger gamblings equivalent of the grim reaper pullup an audio landscape choppin and hackin manface leavin the pillaged villagers dancin and singin mad praise crippled soldier of light in feudal japan, disguised as a brittle little blind old man brain functions on an alien level he got gumption like a tasmanian devil a tornado of aged chubby asian and sharp steel never slowing, flowing constant motion unreal, a technique perfect injustice rejected, this town inspected these bitches just dissected, corrected, run through it like a river, run into trouble he will stand an deliver, you guardian angel, their angel of death, a warlord born to keep the evil in check wartorn bone setter mans a real go getter cuttin down these sheep deader than an old wool sweater sacrifical lambs lacking vision lead to slaughter envision his precision men become blade fodder police judge jury priest and executioner skull cracker flesh hacker pro head contusioner call him an undertaker undertaking blunder makers make a blunder torn asunder thunderous an earth shaker, life saver raw law creator. lives life by the knife for life a life taker.