Quests' Network Sucks
this was just a test...
im abstract at times , and come correct withit
im existential, extremely , exquisite,
a pre-requisite to my execution
is an exhibition of my expert uses
of languish , language , that lingers for light years
so listen , u might hear about the consequences
im comprehensive, as well as condscending ,
corner ending spawn , and callin in bomb threats
alarms set ...squads tried to blindly disarmed it
best mans colorblind ,and the blast left arm-LESS
torturous... blurr lines...of consciousness
ominous , ronin emcees left honour less
conduits , lead to eloquience in my penmanship
evil elements need, feed to battle seryphim
cherishin , imagination passed, brainwashed
as television laughs my mannerisms craft
complaced wrath its a bad combination
anger builds tank are filled im runnin outta patience .....
creativity, ability , its killin me
alone leave your heart on one beat of the industry
or us for that matter thus we fill faciilties
full of heads so dont doubt our love for one sec kid
i know ya did , i know ya did , .....
theres more to life , thoughts , mean naught , still i reminiesce
reading taught the evidence , brought upon my eloquence
passed years , ache from incompitent compianship
first sign of stormy weather , most of them abandoned ship ,
freinds fall short , expectancies , are exit calls
havent kissed my girl in weeks , wholl be there when the ending falls
the rap games in shambles , whores , distort the samples
still speak what i know , lyrics , forged on lifes anvil
i wander the underground , searching for the answers ,
surgeon of stature im burgoening the rapture ,
sharpening my skills , im yet to be rapper ,
still i build , a poet from now to ever after ,
endin chapters , blank pages , pens will fracture
sancitfy my phrases,and meditate in chapels ,
medicate a bandage, reverse all the damage ,
hordes shocked , i got war-locked like a man-witch ,
wolves verses orks , one man stands between ,
huge flesh wounds, got his hand on his spleen ,
it cant be explained ,how tty ran from the plains
one word from his mouth , the field sprang in to flames
i recorded this song like a year ago yo...u prolly heard it already,
Wonderful. And I know it's gonna' bang in audio...Very impressive, man of 1,000 aliases...
"the rap games in shambles , whores , distort the samples
still speak what i know , lyrics , forged on lifes anvil..."
^That right there hit me in the head like a Roy Jones left-hook to the domepiece...
anacy, my eligh verse is recorded
Nice shit son.. I felt it.. Quest is a sorry bastard who takes dicks in his mouth and ass crack..
lol dopness...taht first verse is on my album We gotta drop a track soon!