ROSES ARE READ

ROSES OF RED'  WILL BE BLED

VIOLETS WILL BE CUT AND BURNED TO ASHES
IN REMEMBRANCE OF THE MADNESS.
SO VIOLENT BUT MOTHER I SWEAR ITS JUST THE PASSIONS
PASSION PASSION. I SWEAR THEY KNOW MY NAME ALREADY
BUT THEY KEEP ASKING ASKING. ASKING ME IF IT'S REALLY ME, OH YES.
NO ACTING OVER HERE YET ALL I GET IS MORE ACTION THAN LIGHTS GET TRAFFIC
MORE CUT LIKE SHE'S A DIRECTOR FOR REAL BUT,
WHY YOU WIDDLE.
SILLY RABBIT I'M THAT HARD AT EASE. KNOCK THAT PUSSY OFF TIL IT LEAVES.
ROCKING A LOT OF CHERRIES AND PEACHES OUT OF TREES
WHEN I GO OUT WITH A HONEY NUT ITS FOR THE BEES.

AND THAT'S WORD UP FOR YOU WORD UP FOR THE BIRDIES IN ONE THAT I DREAM

RATHER DOPE'S SIMPLICITY

Simplest Dope

Simply  dope with a hint of Hennessy and diluted coke as I, toast to the remedies and rapid growths deeply rooted in my heavily polluted and secluded post-high, higher than my prior dose induced .

Syndicating every so often I dedicate this to my Everest  every every avarice and my, ever so many but mostly very lucid baby boo's, my two-bit lady crews. To clarity bringing the far distant closest making it hard to miss that acid hostess with her bloody shoes.

Simply the coldest. Buried so much off random on red rum I had to behead them as my bitches varied, some Marilyn some Manson. I hit that thought and rose Mary, did those drops and seen how a cherry pop, goes and never stops.

Dealing perfectly from a mental note, simply perfect peelings of pills once coated to heal things, reveal, symbolic hope! Idiom! So much for what my pencil wrote for Def Jam and Interscope, without a shout my soul awoke and then, highly my spirit spoke. Saying, they maybe but I am, for the love of God - μυρδος "demotic" Romeς

Swear I damn near bent and broke my tone! So we're too weird to comment on, and/or come near to hear a song best meant for Word is Bond. Exempt and free from the grim, contemptuousness and the wrong, to serve as one. Rarely shown for the love yet, let alone, the fuck of being knowN.

LULLABIES, GOOD-BYE

AND SHE CRIES

SO MUCH FOR THE LULLABIES, GOOD BYE

HER LOVE KEEPS PASSING ME, BY
AND NO MATTER HOW MUCH I SIT AND TRY
I TRY TO FIND THE REASONS WHY
SHE ALWAYS COMES RIGHT BACK TO ME


WITH A LITTLE PEACE OF MIND
AND A BIGGER PIECE OF MINE
SAYING OH BABY AND YOU KNOW ITS A BEEN A WHILE
AND ITS A LITTLE PASS TIME

O YEA WITH HER SMILE AND HER GRIN,
I FALL, ONCE AGAIN, WITH HER SMELL AND HER TOUCH
MY WHOLE WIDE WORLD BEGINS TO SPIN
IN A RUSH

AND JUST BEFORE, I KNOW I'M IN CONTROL OF THIS
SHE GRABS A HOLD OF A LITTLE BIT MORE
AND BY THE TIME IT ALL ENDS I'LL BE IN HER HANDS
AND SHE'LL BE HOLDING ON TO ME, AS I'M PULLING DOWN HER PANTS

BUT, OH NO, SHE'LL BE COLDER THEN...
SO COLD, SO MUCH ICE YES, ALL OVER, SO UNREAL YEA...
I CAN'T FEEL HER, IS THIS LIFE? NO
SHE DON'T KNOW, JUST HOW COLD, OH, JUST HOW COLD SHE FEELS TO ME...

AND O BUT I, SWEAR...

INSIDE MY SOUL, UNDER MY SKIN
I BURN ALIVE, MY LOVE, MY LIMBS
WON'T CATCH A FIRE, CAN'T FEEL THE WIND.....
AND I JUST DON'T KNOW WHO OR WHERE I AM 
OH.... AND THE LIGHTS ARE OFF AGAIN

WELL I KNOW NOW
YES I THINK I KNOW WHATS HAPPENING
BUT STILL I.. THINK I NEED YOU..YES AND I...
THINK I.... REALLY NEED YOU... ONCE AGAIN... TONIGHT...MY DEAR FRIEND

BUT OH NO OH NO I. (ONCE AGAIN YEA) THINK I KNOW....
SAID I KNOW LORD... O THAT SHE'LL NEVER BE ANY GOOD FOR ME....
STILL I, NO, THIS AIN'T EASY... SHES UNTRUE YEA
AND LORD I THINK THE DEVILS AFTER ME....
AND I THINK HE'S KNOWS SHE NEEDS ME
I CAN'T LEAVE HER,NO
OR HIM ON HER WINGS

BUT

SHE JUST CAN NOT EXPRESS WHAT IT IS
SHE JUST CAN'T EXPLAIN WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE....

RIGHT HERE NEXT TO ME

AND OH, SHE CRIES

SO MUCH FOR THE LULLABIES, GOOD BYE

- MURDOC AND THE MAYNIAX

ABOUT THIS

I AM ETCETERA ETCETERA,KNOWN FOR THE BETTER OF.... OUR BEST DAYS ABOVE THE REST AHEAD OF US. I WOULD LIKE TO WAKE UP AND GO FOR MORE THAN EVER DOES, OR MAYBE JUST, ALL OF WHAT NEVER WAS....
HOW OLD AM I I'M 25 TO LIFE AND WELL ROUNDED YET NEVER HAD DIAMETER PUSSY TRY AND CROSS ME LIKE YOU CAN IN HER AND LAY FROM THAT MAC ON YA....PUSSY  DIE GLAMOROUS. 

                    ARTIST DYNAMIC AFTER ALL THIS TIME GRANTED SHAME PUSSY DIED FRANTIC ...

SOMETIMES I'M MURDER NAMED MURDOC THE MENACE OF MADNESS FROM ROMANS TO GENESIS NO ATLAS.NO FLOCK, NO HERD, I RIDE OPT.... SOLOIST JAMIE FOXX. BLACK NOBELIST OVER RANKING ALL NOVICES IN ORDER. I MARTYR MY WANNABE MARTYRS, ONE SWORD LONE SOLIDER ENDING NO FURTHER. I SWEAR I'M SANCTIONED APPEALED, MURDOCLAMATION HAS BEEN AUTHORED, SIGNED AND SEALED FOR LEGISLATION.. WHITE FOLKS NOTICE AND FROWN, GET TO HATING I GUESS I'M TOO FAR FROM THE SUBORDINATES THINKING I CAN'T BE STOPPED NOW INVADING THE BLOCK SENDING THE CON FEDS, COPS AROUND BUT I'M TOO HIGH TO BE SHOT DEAD DOWN.  AT THIS POINT I'M ALL I GOT  BOUND. THIS SHITS FOR PACS HEAD. THIS SHIT IS FOR THEM SENDING HOUSE NIGGAS TO KILL ME INSTEAD SLUT BITCHES TO SELL ME AIDED SEX IN THE MIST OF THEIR FAIL AND UNSUCCESSFUL STEAL. I SWEAR I'VE BEEN CROWNED OF HIGHEST MAJESTIC SEE THIS AS MURDOCRACY DAMN WHO DETEST OR REJECT ITS TERMINOLOGY TO FOLLOW ME I'M NO LONGER AFFECTED THE CHRONIC HAS EMBEDDED LAND MINES THOUGHTS EXPLODE THE MORE I ANALYZE. CRITICAL LIMIT OF SUBMISSIVE LIES TOO GIMMICKS MUCH AMPLIFIED GOT ME SENTENCED TO END MOST LIVES INTENDING TO WATCH ME DIE. MORE MEDICS ON STAND BY, ON MY SIDE FIVE PISTOLS ALONG WITH CLIPS EXTENDING ITS ORIGINAL SIZE. YONGMAYNIAC LET THE RAPTURE ROLL AND ATTACKS ALL I KNOW THAT'S FACT FOR THE CHRONICLES I RAP. THE CHEMICALS I DOPE AND SMOKE AND RISE, ASTRONOMICAL LOOKING LIKE RIDDICK IN THE EYES, UNORTHODOX LIKE RABBIT CLIMBING A ROCK  LOOKING FOR ALICE FINDING HER BOX LUCID OFF P CATALYST P 2- 2 STRIPS OF ACID SHEETS ADDED LEAN EFFECTS TEXT I'M ITALIC FINDING HER BOX.   OTHER TIMES I'M JUST ALE AND PELLUCID GOT A REAL LOVE FOR MIND MUSIC.I HEART BEATS I HEART LETTING THEM BUILD UP SWEAR IT MEANS AS MUCH AS MY SHANTIS GOOD HEAVENS, MY SKY,MY FLIGHT,MY AIR, JORDAN 11S..SO RARE. WE'RE STILL US, OH YEA NO RABBIT MY ALICE NO FEARS NO ANTICS MY DEAR YONG MANIAC HER TRUTH NO DARE NO MAGIC I'M SO THERE NO PALACE HER ALADDIN ITS AUTOMATIC WHEN I"M AROUND GOT TO HAVE IT GOT TO HAVE IT OUT OF TOWN.

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