Wicked Rhymes

Hey, I got a hook for you,
when I hit you I'm so fast that I'll turn your balls blue,
don't misconstrue my rhyme,
I keep dodging bullets but it's only a matter of time,
to see you gone and buried I'd lay my life on the line,
lay on a landmine,
there's no land on earth that holds a mind like mine,
and if by perchance you happened to find,
another who can produce such sophisticated, twisted lines,
then a shuriken will fly straight into his eye,
blood keeps gushing while grey matter and fluid flies,
by the blade of my katana there'll be no one left to die,
although I'm ninja these shadowed syllables
aren't encouragement for violence, they are modern day miracles,
like you find in the bible, analogies and parables,
metaphors, but in my rhymes you won't find the extermination of races,
people can call me violent but the crimes against humanity,
done in the name of Judeo-Christianity
makes me laugh in your faces,
why don't we trade places, trading rooms,
or even trading wombs,
cuz that's where this started,
from the moment I entered this world I nearly departed,
but sheer force of will got my heart started,
and I've fought for every breath my life just to breathe clean air,
I'm gonna rise to the top, but I won't stop there,
I'm gonna get so high that I'm out of gravity's pull,
say goodbye,
to the earth and I'm ready to fly,
across solar systems and galaxies,
and don't dare be mad at me,
for wanting to escape man's hypocrisy,
too much potential gone down the drain,
maybe there'll be another flood, bring on the rain,
don't need Noah's ark, although I can't swim,
I won't be a deadweight, floating in this bubble I'm in,
between me and the world, don't listen to politician's spin,
and the bubble will grow to encompass everyone within,
till the ignorance is outside, on the extremities, without remedies,
while the waves crash closer still.