Dont Call It A Comeback
Written By: ELEETE
I trace my wrists with razors...As my brain hits different phases...
Pre-death wishes hatred...On all things god's been keepin sacred...
An the shit amazes...To see that night forever hides my face...
Days have seized...In darkness I could never guide or find my place...
Bathe in my atrocities...Theres no one that could put a stop to me...
Call it a monstrosity...This isnt what true logic speaks...
This is a demonstration of my havoc...When my demon leaks...
It's hard to keep discrete...So Its time again to greet ELEETE...
It's like my alphabetics have turned phonetic...
Cause no one understood me the first time that I said it...
Lyrcial athletics is what I practice through verbal calisthenics...
Never will I sugar coat my words through makeup or cosmetics...
Shatter your vertibrae an replacem' with prosthetics...
Until your entire phsycal is covered in synthetics...
My words are torturous, herbs'll get scorched on the first verse...
Like a curse worse than a demon seed of a virgin's first birth...
On the verge, I emerge from cemetary soil dirt...
Expect me to be the remedy to cleanse this cursed earth...
An elitist emcee which can't be replaced, dont even consider it...
My rhymes are bitter when my lines are written on ritalin...
So heres a riddle to rap middlemen...
How can I be dope when I cant read or write?...Im illiterate...
...Respect to: SpokenOrigami, Credz, FanTa ZeE, Freeman, SMZ, Word Perfect, Born To Kill, Dev, -Able, Mag..., RaMynd, Timeless, Word Definate, Formula, Topic...
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