Der "Lines die ihr unbedingt teilen wollt"- Thread

He studied every line, said he had a style that he had perfected
But I bet his petite mind's not ready
My head's the conduit, the energy runs through it
Write one bar and give you a year to respond to it
All these dudes is routed in foolish music, don't construe it
Label new recruits are clueless, they grew from garbage to sewage
I'm the shrewdest human moving, consuming nuclear fluids
Proving I'm the truest tune of students from Jewish to Buddhist
If he so chooses, we'll manoeuvre to the moon to do this
I'm the coldest and you ain't got nothing on me like a nudist

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Extreme genius, means supreme linguist
Steam from the unseen beam, left teams spleenless
Thought schemes redeem, souls and bring cleanness
A king sleeps sixteen blings, could not dream this
Take aim shameless, rain and stood blameless
The untamed rebels I flame remain nameless
Make it rain jugular veins, it's never painless
Craniums I drain till frames became brain-less
I'm seeing far places and evil that's unformed yet
The reincarnation of people who ain't born yet
Bomb threat, tropical storm making your palms sweat
Human unicorn who ain't developed his horn yet
If you blind, follow my design and find me
Ahead of my time like I got a clock behind me
This is a class to me, you want me just ask for me
I travel so far ahead your future's the past to me

____________________________________________________________________________

Then I was introduced to Lucifer
In a dark room, his tongue as sharp as a harpoon
We started discussing things
He told me about his minions and his underlings
Told me that he was Gepetto of the ghetto
Had snake niggas on his puppet strings
Taught him betrayal and other schemes
He ain't new to this, he true to this, said he been doing this
Since Jesus was crossed for thirty pieces of silver
And he sealed the deal with a Judas kiss
When Ceasar was stabbed in the back
He was the one who placed the knife in Brutus fist
Now he got his hands in our music biz
Told me to ignore the war and the poor
Aim my music more towards the whores and drug lords
And the fans are pourin' through the doors
Sell out my tours, get awards galore
I told him I just wanted to be the modern day Marvin Gaye
He said you might wanna rethink that
Cause I know where your father stay
I'll possess him to pick up the chrome
Pop you in the dome for trying to tell the people for what's going on
He said that's where you're going wrong
It's more demons than angels in this biz, you're on your own
Wanna hit the big screens switch your sixteens
Get some slim jeans, get your big dreams
Or make your wrist gleam, get your big cream, hope you're listening
I just had to switch to his team, uh, it was tempting
The contract was in blood
He said I know you sick of trafficking drugs - sign it
Nah, I got this