Randomer Rhymes

wanna be like me, pay attention to the rules i morally break,
and when i choose to obey.
best believe im carving the least resistant path natur
i see the sheep want me back,
i guess to heard a sheppard so easilly i was to born to lead
weather or not i choose to be is completely irellevant
after the ashes burn down to the floor of the basement,
as im leaving you bastards
you're ass kissing for more its testing my patients
i took ia long inward journey coring to the center of the human advnture
a wizard told me we're
all lonely consumers of pleasure
im learning now and im realizing
all that we've been through its simple to see
why whores were the first thing our speciesSort of invented its answered. consumers of pleasure
two can take up the rest of the room fast
especially if they aint even using the mattress
her eyes belie her fashion and tell when shes coming soon
and faster than you think a way to exagurate the persuasion
but actually its kinda like a trap or a cage
we just call the pussy a cat
im through with it, i alreaty lost an eye
but found two in the process,tell he doctor to quit it,or pay me
that is unless, of course you're more awake you seem
similtaniously walking the 3 paths of a warrior,
other than that dont' lecture me or
anyone else i keep in my family roster,
becuse i can tell you fora fact we read
a hell of a lot more books than your library offers
address your bitch as your majesty graphically,
compared to your rhymes, her snaplchat posts escape gravity falls,
we all get it going faaster than light be going in-in a circle
, kinda like my writing I use that inertia to launch me
out my seat and now im traveling back in time to the 90s and first thing, imma see if i can watch my favorite RE-runs of earcle. the weak type of guy is defined by why is reason he chooses to stay that way But not ryan he’s hardly alive hes died a thousand deaths
and He’s still getting by in spite of his terrible eyesight
he sees life's divinity when he takes the stage.
bought the ticket and took the ride I'm this way
on the stairs and escalators in my mind,
im alive channeling the ony thing i can belive
is mine cuz each individual only hads their time on this earth and then its right back to the skys and realxing, no work
yeah its nice for a while untill the boredom of
too easily living never learning
on a whim it begins to get old,
expected and kinda like a want to get high so we dive
back and limit your self so you can enjoy a ride
then you die again.

somethings alive in my third eye they're attacking
my brain placing the old beliefs in the trunk of my space ship
and im flying away Dying to say Confusion`
ill leave you with several contusions
and your crutches rub the abrasions and wounds
till the bruises pulsing black and blue and you’re fully consumed by anger
Blunt force trauma like 90 mile-an-hour
bottle of booze to the head i run through the crew full of losers and mutants And which one are you? ‘cause the truth is, the music and Mathematics both fused, with a emtions and bad habbits. your illusive inatimate imagination manifests as failed creations,
Am I a god or just the son of satan. Initiation in to the caverns of time is eminent soon it doesn’t matter im working every moment twards us Busting out the firmament faster. No i Dont need master, espacially one thans never phathomed
the actual spirit has answers your aura can easilly inflate and pop you sould stop, those around you see your soul is being woudned by peasure i'm immune to the rhetoric and pointless confusion your girl told me she believes the lines full
of bullshit and stupid solutions that'll never let you get ahead of it the usual suspects are'nt always the ones using some fuses as shoestrings All this weight on my shoulders has got me Sweating profusely I Come over showing you
lessons to keep awakening this journalistic anguish filled out on every page of my loose leaf So open your eyes and them in to let the truth speak youd think i was writing a movie the way my rhymes move you in ways more entertaining
than the lame vivid dreams of the life that you seek cant complain with that schooling you had gimme two weeks to learn it you said but id rather nap instead billions is up on top stepping all you fools for confusingthe rantings and the sentiment.
I grab my pen When we try to keep evil defenceless
i leverage The deamons using leads That I freeed
from the evident breath whats heard
will be wise and see it for what it is
this is what divides the shepherd from the sheep
Pressed for Eternal time, we press on a dime
and arrive moving nowhere when we stepping over these lines
we brighter than you can prepare prepair
try not to stop we moving alive when
the high tides come in.
The skys vibes are raising as we radiate the light within.
Here to take my life back I trried once and ill try angan
you clowns keep on raiding the lockers,
imma slaughter her and fuck her daughter till she's
walking around my house wearing my underwear
and shes blissuflly unaware and wondering
where she can check for me supposely sentimentally.
i see you wandering behind as we hop in the ride
and imma tear out of here take a drive or a fly we right
at the mariran sky i know you love a good scandal
so come close and didnt notice my hand grab the handle
nice and quick like a commando around
kick her out and say bye.
then i come back rich with a tarp and a stick
cuz im using it inside specifically to hold up the rits
and go back years later maybe in november reliving a needless
time when im watching tv and a guy on pbs named bill nye,
im getting high with him at the crib
and hes blowing my mind while shes blowing these guys
no woories about girlys and such its B-Killions i got billions of sperm in my nuts.
litterally, come fuck me, I need more drugs
so round up the kids like you give a fuck
figureatively cuz girl you know youre a slut.
meet me inSAlt Lake City utah at the church,
on the back of your block.
ill bust on your back, FACE and THIRD In your BUTT.
Thats true Fuck you its something great to spoil.
you can tell by the way im spillin ink on this plate making it boil
confusion your girl told me
she believes the lines full of bullshit
and stupid solutions that'll never let you get ahead of it
the usual suspects AREN always
the ones using those fuses as shoestrings
All this weight on my shoulders has got me Sweating profusely
I Come over showing you lessons
to keep awakening this journalistic anguish
filled out on every page of my loose leaf
So open your eyes and listen to let the truth speak
youd think i was writing a movie
The way my rhymes move you
in ways more entertaining than the lame vivid dreams
of the life that you seek
cant complain with that schooling you had
gimme two weeks to learn it you said but id rather nap
instead billions is up on top
stepping on all of you fools
for confusingthe rantings and the sentiment.
I grab my pen When we try to keep evil defenceless
i leverage The deamons using leads That I freeed
from the evident breath whats heard will be wise
and see it for what it is
this is what divides the shepherd from the sheep
Pressed for Eternal time, we press on a dime
and arrive moving nowhere when we
stepping over these lines
we brighter than you can prepare prepair
try not to stop we moving alive when the high tides come in.
The skys vibes a raising as we radiate the light within.
Here to take my life back I trried once and ill try again
EAT to SPOILs im chillin keeping the pace with my beats
this is for my LATE BOTHERs i live Lives forever
IVE BEEN JESUS AND a sinner while similtaniously
runnning the humand race see time clearly
leanring form a 4th perspective
and i gotta leave the heard behind to fend for themselves
when you heard i was leaving i had you with adain
with those contusuions i was talking about
in the last verse, meanwhile
/> im be dead cruisin around in my coffin anaware, of
any worries, foot on the gas and time to spare,
I light a flare to the skyline 'cause im the only one there
I cant bare another second on the edge,
time to step,
my lifes only fueled by the overwhelming regret,
that fills my soul every time
I allow myself to forget. or resent.
toiling over the lines throughout infiniate lives
i believe these pointless endevors
i like are recently to as for me recenly i decided
start tring to take my time

will melt in the' skies till the end of my days
and these mentions of fame and how rare it is ITS AS IF I WAS
seING your face embarrased ansd shit is like two panes
reflecting its carelessness
Keep me loving the way the disparagement keeps you insane
love and the pain in an endless display of greatness or beliefes this is
what will be the end of my weakness and ats the end of it

	youre rhymes poorly chosen,
while mine was like, 
they was composed by 
a great god in the skys 
that i just opened.
# Ryline: #
we reach the apex and kept going 
while yall stumble,
we reproduce unlike same sex couples.
tooned in on the mike ya boy its ryan,
always crisp, but im fried.

	stumbling backwards, 
with a bottle of jack in my hand. 
roaming around just 
trying to stand being stuck in this strange land.
...	pummeling rappers.
i crack skulls in this rap game 
im humbling ametures and handing their asses 
back to em wraped in celephane.
i made that track.
now the mask is off,
now im being candid.
i'm taking acid, by the sheet. 
blasted off and never landed.
i keep it moving while you asleep 
steady camping.
keep the masses in awe
with my lyrical genius repatoir
dropping bombs on you sheeple
and i dont need no reason 
i tie my dreams into the sky 
and the morning breeze, best believe
 you have yet to see a god,

	i'm a warrior, 
amped up and going deep. [#ee]
my minds a little clever compared 
to your anaverage diety 
im a puppet but im pullling strings,
im seeing through a new eyes.
im about to be crowned your king.
but what youre seeing is (actually) 
the seed of the demon 
embedded inside of me.
..contractually.
its urban chi
cramin rhymes up in your head 
smokin these potent trees. 

freestyle shit top of the dome 
meanwhile these  
sheep sleepin back at home
crackin skulls 
packin bowls, in actuality
 im the master of reality
 attackin flows
 go like a speed boat, defeat the hopeleass
 i leave a wake of woke folks trippin alone on they matress.
i thought i told you im bat shit
crazy when im fillin in my mad libs 
strait blowing the lid off the cabinet 
im making all matter animate and 
im adamate about being above average at least

we taking far from calculated dosages,
we faded and most 'these kids couldn't cope wit this
when i take my stash out 
on the weekend i take most of it
And this will be the end of my weakness