'Cha Jah

i got a pair of headphones
wrapped around my throat
a 40 of colt in my throne
enemies bones
fillin my moat
sunshine and deer hides
make up my coat
gotta let my mind stream
lest the words clog up
and choke
gotta let the dark steam
settle in and soak
carve out my own boat
fuck the river styx
cant touch how i float
when i set to sail
all the winds blow
to my flow it goes
bitch no after life
no blood of the lamb
no horn of the goat
it goes
bitch no after life
no soul left to damn
no shadow to show
grab my own
neck tie and tow
rough a cut in my gut
pull a tranq up
out my waist line
and inject the rocket
divy up the explosives
drip a cranked chem
into em botched sockets
when i figs i got em solved
the quest sneaks around on me
synapses flash and then stop
until i am the solvent
in the cracks of the concrete


chemicals like me
they dont sleep
when it comes to cleansing
we dont cease
don a dope crease
a poets sleeves
wring out the dirt
soap and the bleach
this hurt deserved
no not in the least
but i play my part
i paint my piece
cut out the heart
blessed disease
pick off the scabs
pull out the darts
arteries squeeze
dont start with the please
weak in the knees
deaden the duck
and my 3rd eye sees
freedom is free
so stop fuckin paying for pain
flush all the cash
and let the song remain
let the beauty be the stain
let the splashs echo sustain


gimme that time
taken that slime
but i cant rewind
talkin lotta chimes
but wheres my kind
I shine like a dime
thank god Im blind
my mind my crimes
my army sides
my papers signed
and my helmets on
got a wrench hand strong
and I'm canines deep
nightengale's song
don't keep my peace
my tracks my spats
my lack of gats
bishop to flap jack
and he don't react
the smoke stack
blows back
concrete to skull cracks
bezentine to what
armor used to be
when weaponless is what
we should'a been
I'll stop minding my cup
your hip your hand your pack