You think you could come between this

I mean this

You’ve never seen this.

Storm of words would make a microphone fiend this.

I’m not scared, you were never feared.

Rough, but the surface smooth and seamless

Rhyme addict inspired by tragic

Bio from the basement graphic

Poet, word link, fanatic

Poetry wit tempo lyrical design attract like magnetic

Releasing vibe only describe as dismantled attacks of panic

Daily Trip second release, lyrical poetry addiction

As soon as you open the two book package

Doing word damage

Hostile language life mismanaged violent word challenge

Aggressive thought pattern

‘Cause you thought I couldn’t handle this

They had it wrong when they said I panic

I unraveled this

Wrote it wit scars to back it

You don’t like all this BLACKNESS

The way that I act this

Blacklist transmit 16, 24 bit

My mind reenacts and attack on paper stack

Result FROM THE BASEMENT and POETRY IN BLACK

The way I KEEP COMIN BACK wit WORD TACTIC

Timer synchronized mathematic

1969 birth of the rhyme

Using thoughts on levels too graphic

SPOKEN WORD using POETRY to DESCRIBE MY SADNESS

The STORMS COMIN’

BRINGING THE BLACKNESS