emceeing, My Life.

So many thoughts & so many words in my mind,
but i just cant put up all of those on this mic,
it feels like every one is on my back with knife,
trying to fuck me, say's that i got no life ,
its the ruthless time for the person who fly free in those limitless skies,
Cloudy mind, seamless eyes, tounge with double quick rhymes,
do i smile or show lugubrious in my rhymes ?
look into my eyes, there is a feeling of lies,
is it blowing your LiL mind ? "NO" then let me dehisce,
my brain is a devils workshop, which brings so many subliminal lines,
Coming back to the ordinary mind, tunring volume of my pod & listening to Shady's lines,
Every ass likes to hear himself bray, but wait its my time & yes it is, so? hey,
u better sit there & see me kicking those fags lines,

Mic is taken ur brain is broken, full of frustation,
iz what u look like a joker, gonna kill u in a situation,
where desert looks better & devils looking for satisfaction".
I am the sickest but that doesn't mean i am the weakest,
my devotins speakes, my mind changes like a season,
i am focused on the motion, i got no reason,
like a dry season, it aint a confession, but a explosion,
i stumble while i write, its no doubt i am not Shady's myth nor i am Enrique's voice,
i fumble like a blind , trying to improvise with every crap i write,
tryin to find ma own lines which comes in my mind's undermined,
i am a man of kind, but i can't write a decent line,
All that glitters is not gold, what u see is only what i've told,
no one can stop this bold having suffered alot coz of those hoes,


Tryina rap fast i forget my past life, thats why i rap light,
still u can't beat my lines, my temper's got a height,
but like those cool dudes, i aint got a bright past life,
it started in dark exactly like day before dawn time,
i was a devil with flagitious thoughts in my mind,
"WAIT" Blood will out, let me get back to those sickest time,
Sorrounded with sick people i realised "Birds of a feather, flock together", it was damn boring season,
i waited for my confession, infront of my dedication,
sun never went down on my wrath, i was a addiction,
she left me with medication, suffocation & grufted cessation,
tore me alone in rusty situation, an illusion of immortal frustation,
my myth went to some duration & came again with a foundation,
like a April showers brings May flowers ma heart got empower,
trusted by my own will powers i confabulate tha obsession,
i begin to express not to impress in my sickness it was a pleasure of my revolution.

There Won't Be Sunlight There Will be No light, they Call it Love in sight I call it Fucking Life :/

This is my first Rap ! , Hope i am not sounding noob there !