Daddy Figure Bitch

Fuck the trauma from the mama and the daddy figure bitch
I'm an orphan in my own right, no one raised me for shit
That's right
I reject my parents
They treated me like shit cause it's their show

They didn't get it though

Yea so fuck the trauma
Fuck my mama
Fuck my daddy and his dick
Don't care where I came from
They treated me like shit
So what I'm here cause you guys could get off
I was the fastest swimmer there and my life's your fault
The excuse he's your father never made any sense
Cause just cause I came from him doesn't make me his
You gave me this life but it's mine to live
So don't treat it like yours, but you already did

Fuck the trauma from the mama and the daddy figure bitch
I'm an orphan in my own right, no one raised me for shit
No one raised me for shit
No one raised me for shit
No one raised me for shit

I don't enjoy this clan only a quarter could I like
Mostly obnoxious snobs living in their own mind
Too self-absorbed to notice others here
It's cause of that shit that people shed tears
I don't belong with them I belong as myself
Hunger for the freedom from the curse and what else
Growing up they were my idols
But the cracks in the metal grew when they got left idle

Fuck the trauma from the mama and the daddy figure bitch
I'm an orphan
I'm an orphan
No one raised me for shit

Growing up preppy I was trained to be a drone
I kinda went on to build my thoughts on my own
Raised to be Catholic and follow the true god
I disagreed with daddy so I guess I dissed god
After that moment I was worth less than dirt
But somehow I managed to keep some self-worth
From K-6 I was forced in a mold
But I broke the machine and burst out feeling old
Taught being different is wrong, you gotta look the same
Same here, same clothes, same thoughts, same faith

Fuck the trauma from the mama and the daddy figure bitch
I'm agnostic and proud and tired of this shit
I philosophize life and I live to live
But I didn't live for fuckers like my daddy figure bitch

Hippy Hop

Older than the ancients but younger than the states
I'm feeling like a flagship for a new race
I race, to my friends and family
But hurl out my brain cause of the famine
I'm jammin and slammin and crammin my thoughts
Into a new case while the old ones rot
Rottweilers barking for me to run
So I got on my feet fore the morning's done

I'm a hippy hop artist that's spirit is one
With the earth and the body but isn't done
I'll play this game that's never won
I'll enter second before the dead sun

I dress in bags all around my chest
My pockets have pockets and pockets like that
With a rock on a string tied round my neck
You'll laugh a little when I nap on my deck
And I'll deck any fool that tries to fuck with me
I'd rather sit tight but when I stand you flee
Preaching nonviolent violence murdering with a breath
You'll wish in the end that you actually met death

I'm a hippy hop artist that's mind is done
My spirit's grounded to my body as one
I'm entering second and won't finish at third
Good thing there's no end, game's flipped the bird

Take a lick take a dick you'll still make me sick
Be nice be cruel but bad endings for you
I fear for this race cause it's come to a halt
In the mental development but that's not my fault
This progressive regressive contagious disease
Like religions and politics spreading with ease
More minds can be closed than the ones that I'll open
But imma keep going for those willing to listen

Fried Ends

(Chorus)
Friends
Friends
Buddies til the end
Or until we're no use
Cause benefit's what it is

Yo I got some fried ends
But they don't really smoke
They kinda just sit there
But they're chill ya know
Of course my stoner brothers
Are there still though
So everywhere I go I got some tree to toke

(Chorus)

Mary, Molly, Lucy, and a heaping pile of K
Gonna smoke it drop it bump it and then I drop the bass
I'm gonna hard candy flip and then I'll flip shit
I'll have a mental break as I roll with it
Feel the iron on my hip
Poppin caps in the air
Gonna give a lick
Get some tabs man I'm there
This land that is living is the trippiest shit
Once you close your eyes and think about it

(Chorus)

The Sing Along

I've been sick for days
I'm saying things in my head
Not saying I'm crazy
But I might need some rest
I might need a hit or a line or some shit
To get me off my ass
Maybe you on this dick

Someone pass me the bong
So I'll talk better in the song
Just light it up bright
Puffing Passing, sing along
Hit it once hit it twice
Hit it three times
That's wrong
I guess I'll settle for some tabs
If you'd care to trip along

The colors, The painting
The bended blending of blight
The black holed yellow and it's mixed with the white
The green drips down over hues of everything
This pictures got depth but I'm tripping this thing
The blue's seeping in you can taste it on your tongue
As your drown in the colors but the tripping's not done
Will you wake up? Is this a dream?
Or is this the nightmare that you love
Man, That's weak

Someone pass me the bong
So my memories aren't wrong
Just light it up bright
Puffing Passing, sing along
Hit it once hit it twice
Fucking shit I dropped the pipe
Fuck everything
Fuck the song
I guess for now I"m done

Cog in the Machine

My daddy may be dead but he was a dirty bastard
So death to my family and death to my master
But who do I follow, where shall I kneel
Shit I don't know cause my master's not real
I shall't not bow before the tattered flag
Nor will I live for a death at its hands
A nation run on the blood of the zombies
Is like a machine, well I'm jammed, I'm sorry
The river that flows from one to another
Got tainted with red from brother on brother
Brother and sister and father on mother
All bled dry by the nation that suffers

You can swim in the river cause it leads to a lake
But you can't fish there cause the purity's fake
How can you get ahead when there's no one to lead
Or no one that will move on in this heat
They leave you meek, humbled, and weak
So that they can taste power cause that's what they seek
The upperclass losers that run the rat race
Are gonna comedown but won't give you a taste

Breath it in as you taste the air
The knowledge is lacking
There's only fear
In a sea of dipshits there's one or two fishes
That gather together and give way to the vicious
Tactics used to dissolve the crown
But destroy each other and this town
No wonder the world's so damn fucked up
Cause the stupid will follow the ones that suck

Brains are dangerous cause corruption ensues
They leave the dumb dumber but that's not news
So this sea of ignorance will be fed by the nation
The rivers drain out cause it's so contagious
Like a disease stupidity spreads
From person to person til everyone's dead
If not literally atleast in the head
The population's mindless
They just want to be fed

Borderline

Somewhere in between when I want it and I got it
I got this life but I really don't want it
It may be a gift but it's feelin like a curse
Not just this life but every line of this verse
And every line in my nose and every hit in my lungs
It gets me hella high but the falloff runs
It runs me outta town cause the big city's falling

This damn town's shit and it's been busy crumbling
This damn town's shit cause it's lost its pageant winner
This damn town's shit cause it's warmer in the winter
This damn town's shit cause I stopped with the maintenance
This damn town's shit cause the morale is faking man

If you can't tell I'm not talking bout this town
Yea manasty is nasty but not why I frown
And one day I'll get out of this stain
I'll ascend to the spill and leave behind my brain
The ascendance to the glory of the office life winner
Who works a 9 5 and gets a bonus this winter
But he left behind his thoughts and feelings
Cause money runs the mind for now it's concealing
The mind, cause matter is what matters right now
Until I feel better it's the focus for now
But one day I'll return to my mind
But that one day is for another time

Bullshit

I sit back and watch as the world changes
Chillin contemplating but I'm just complaining
This cynical critic's just a fucking dick
That's gotten fed up with the world's bullshit

Straight from the cow to the mouth of the masses
The shit doesn't end it just grows and amasses
The smell it's so bad, that you're high on scat
You follow the order that's set down by brats

You're the sheep to the shepherd that lives as a wolf
He tells you he loves you and do as you're told
But granny's nice teeth are bared and sharp
When you're not looking he pulls your card
You're a pawn in the game where he is the king
You're given importance to die for that thing
But you're only disposable cause that's what you make it
You gotta start living where you matter not them
Cause first comes first but everyone's second
You gotta move ahead before you hit a dead end

Just as a warning my path's not right
The path that I paved tends to hide from the light
It leads to the darkness but gets brighter inside
A hood for the fire that brings the tide
The honesty policy's got me living lies
Is this who I am cause me and truth are pretty tight
Living the days with the bullshitter generals
It's hard to trust kids, priests, people in general

Blanks

I'm lost in thought but my mind flashes blanks
Fires in the dark but I'm stuck insane
The flare from the blast is nothing to see
It's all in my head I'm crazy but free
Free from this world but not from my mind
Running too fast so I can't tell the time
I only stand still just for a moment
And in those few seconds everything's morbid
Everything's dark, scary, and big
I tend to sit and think about what I did
But those thoughts trail off and I'm back to the start
My mind's flashing blanks, so I never travel far

My mind's just a road, a track with no end
Most people run but I'll walk til' I'm dead
No light at the end but a flare from a gun
I'd stare right at it cause I know that I'm done
I get lost in thought and shot back to life
I get stuck thinking if what I did was right
With my habit of running my mouth
I couldn't really tell when things went south

So my mind's flashing blanks but I can still see
I may be blinded but it's clear to me
Clear what to do even though I don't do it
Cause I'll say my words but not follow through it
The blanks paint a picture even though they're not there
The light that was left is leftover fear
The pain and disgust that I feel today
Is just from the blank that I fired away

Now as I said, on my bucket list is to record and make a mix tape. There's two problems with that, my "raps" are more of constant rambling with no repeated verse and sometimes they don't even tie together in the verse they're in. I could probably make a good set of songs though, somehow, only problem is I don't have any music to spit it to, much less proper equipment to record it. I could, no I should, talk to some people about getting my hands on that. Have someone mix a track or two for me. But eh, I'm still nervous as to what people I know may think, people that don't read this.