??Get me the mic I might flipa??, then the lights switched, My vision was blurring and burning words inside my eyelids, Rhyme progression begun, something possessing my tongue, Blessing the deaf
my life there came a time in my life when I could determine wrong from right like day and night to choose which crusade to fight now those lines have been blurred
of mine Has painted me in a corner, confined My vision is blurred, no reason, no rhyme Help me escape these walls I climb Sewn my eyes shut, can't you see I'm smothered? Deaf
Mr briggs is on holiday But he stays in his room He's too cold to go out for his evening smoke The lady down the hallway Is deaf and dumb to what you
This is ludicrous speed, what's here and now And intended to be clear to the senses passes as a blur Obsession, desire, desire, obsession, I know the
slip with the swiftness The weaver raindrop, leavin' the eye confused Understandin' blurred, cloudy electrical storms occur From the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf
the innocent and watch them bleed You test the innocent, we'll watch you bleed What's right, what's just The lines of right and wrong have been Blurred
going to wait it out, until you say a fine word to throw it all away, breaking me free From this icy thorny spiral The blur - It became so clear in
of time served My lifeline swerves kinda like a sine curve Time blurs, during my breakneck ascend To apex and then slows during my lows Tone-deaf
said "Get me the mic I might flip", then the lights switched My vision was blurring and burning words inside my eyelids Rhyme progression begun, something possessing my tongue Blessing the deaf
This is ludicrous speed. What's here and now and intended to be clear to the senses passes as a blur. Obsession: desire, Desire: obsession. I know the
was like spraying and ancient painting with ammonia Faces melted, colours turned pale, shapes lost their vivacity and essences faded to distracted blurs
inside my head have feuded, One side has smothered the other, The disease it spreads and begins to cover. Maggot infested soul of mine, Has painted me in a corner confined. My vision is blurred
To Slit Down Your Wrists I Curse, Damn This Whole Morbid World Drowned In Hate Since The Dawn Of Time And The First Days Vision's Blurred, But I See
swiftness The weaver raindrop, leavin the eye confused Understandin blurred, cloudy electrical storms occur from the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf
me my name, it's high-low-jack in the game. I can track a single bee to the hive. Every single game was a blowout. And the Nascar blurred into porn.
So I'm here to rule the planet, startin wit your turf I hid a secret message inside of a wordsearch Wit smeard letters, runnin together in blurred spurts
wonder do you hope to find? What part of you is wailing? Ears are deaf and eyes are blind With fingers brailing Sway with your curves Leaning back beneath the blurs
