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Lucy Blooming

 
 Light's blink and flicker,
My steps have no force.
My force left the building,
The building burns to ash,
The ashes become one with the air,
The air flows.
 
   My ears are my eyes,
I can create vision with sound.
I hear what I see,
Can you hear my feint heart beat?


  Ears are the eyes,
Eyes are fun,
Ears and eyes,
Allow your imagination to run!

Looking back,
at when I was once young,
has taught me that I serve,
only myself.
 Her smile left me on my knees,
then she left me on my own.
I dropped my head in snow,
to freeze my brain permanently.
 "Giving the world" to someone you "love".
Left alone fucking hoes to avoid the VD from their toxic hugs and kisses.
If this was an lyrical assault then the world is an enemy,
But before the assault I will,
start with verbal harassment,
my bombs touch your molly on a molecular level.
I feel you,
I'm high on multiple levels,
I want to sit at the top,
with a bad shorty sitting on my face,
Fuck it!
Live your life and love it.
THC hits last month's Mandy,
and this month's acid,
To mix with next weeks acid,
You haters look flaccid,
No pep in your step,
A couple of dickheads,
With no reason to live.
My vigor is chilling on the river,
No alcohol killing my liver,
But everything else?
I don't know :)


 I love living fast and changing the lane of my lyrical soul.
I love rapping but live higher than rock and roll.
Rock and Rolla,
High roller,
Something of a joker who is one with the  air.
Kushed out my lungs,
Clouds spell fun,
Snow spells,
cain.
Kush ease the mind,
candy numbs my brain,
So I don't die from going insane,
Remembering my pain.
Numb my fucking brain,
When the mdma,
Drives me wild,
The acid guides me through the infinite pit,
of nothing,
That we made into something,
Set you free,
You die and then what?
Enough sunshine !
Check the real world.



 Bullets buy greed,
Your life is the currency.
I am currently lost in a snow storm,
Waiting for life's shit storms.
I was born to rap,
Born to write,
Born to party to my doom.
I'm life itself,
I leave seeds of influence as you watch them bloom.
But those higher ups,
Burn legacies like blunts.
I'm on some far out shit,
But I smoke my way through it.
I'm not threw with this,
I was never new to this.
My eye sees all.
So I want to ball until I fall,
and I know I'm off the wall,
But you won't see me fall.
Real n÷##$@ stand tall.
My weed good,
My cain hard,
My smiling faces,
Show my grace.
My blotters,
spread knowledge to my brain.
So I use all the pain,
to let my words kill your brain.


: )

I switched lanes on high grade,
Thinking about alien OG,
Wake and baking my biscuit,
To producing plans to see me more cheddar to compliment the chicken.

Some protien to stack with my veggies,
Super charge my green.
I lost care with the acid,
My brain is going flaccid,
Just to grow into my rapture.
Waiting for god to take me away,
From myself,
So I have to take myself away from the world.
But i heard them say,
"That boy popped hot,
For cain, weed, molly"
He went out,
But he went out feeling jolly.
Now the stud can't be abused by the ranchers.
The rest of the world is nuts.
So the young man has to stand strong,
Feet planted in a can full of planters.
I hope this shocks the wave,
My flow is universal,
almost infinite,
As sublime as a empty canvas.
I drive the suits to banana ' s
To take back to the nomadic.
Because all the cocaine money,
Bleeds through a canvas,
Created by a master of disaster,
Leave my psychedelics alone,
I'll sit here on my throne of air,
As I watch the world burn,
As I smoke it.

God's sit on nothing ,
So you people can question,
my cushion.
I'm on air.
Bass hits my lungs,
Treble goes out with the air.


 So you made up a scheme.
I felt humanity so I had to dream,
and you hated it.
Stare as you kiss my ass goodbye.
I want to leave this chapter of my life,
In the wind.
Even if it helped me grow,
By draining me of essence,
That proved quite essential,
I only found joy in my limitless potential.
Blooming like flowers,
Driven by thoughts.
My thoughts go out one ear and back into the other.
Words Are Universal,
and the universe is really nothing.
I give life to the lifeless.
But to my enemies,
I want to keep on giving,
Until you explode,
and create your own world.
My pawns are made of infinity,
So who am I to play the role of head meister.
When I too am nothing else,
Just a reflection of what you chose to neglect.

 I am matter,
But you are blind,
So take me as what you hear,
Feel,
Smell,
Taste.

Fear never felt so great  ; p

If you only saw the world through a blind man's eyes.

: p

If you could only think like a quadriplegic.




Tongues taste nothing when they don't exist.

And the mentality of the mentally ill is just a facade to keep us away from their wonderland.

Fuck me and fuck you.

Fuck me?

Fuck you!!!!

Who am I to judge creatures of my own creative mind.

God is odd,

as odd as me.

I pray to myself before I sleep.

My mind got blown away.
Written by Jonny212
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