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Help me out i’ve fallen down, an undergrad who’s underground who’s undecided on just how i plan to get around and round and heavy lies the cape and cowl that covers up my bloody scowl punching above my weight to drown out all the rage and hate and gouge the eyes of satan’s playmates who place temptations that we taste And ask for favors of flavors and savor the juice of all the fruits Use them as tools for our improvement And reap the knowledge we produce As we convert and turn the womb Generate plumage we assume will Fossilize the progress I make to take what is fake and make or break it in hostile territory. impossible factoried stories tooth fairies and easter bunnies feel normal and change forms complete and submit all the verses I spit and redetermine whats written in the stone or in pen pencil or ink or in print digital or physical manifestations of metaphysicists visit me in my dreams and tell me of the hell that I am living in the heaven I am living for the sweat that I am dripping attempting to bring it down to earth Will flood it for bout 40 so noah had better jordi la forge his ark and board it before the storm is abhorrent A torrent of natural forces Mistaken for isolation A punishment to come of our misguided idolations My mind is racing, remaining in first place, i’m the greatest Until i realize that im just a kid on a plane On a return flight leaving cambridge Heading over to LA, flying to LA Beat on repeat while I listen to what it says It rewinds and i let it play My night turns into day i need to get to sleep and shut the lids on my eyes but i’ve got a cup full of caffeine that insists otherwise and my bags are full of life, or so i’ve surmised haven’t quite figured out what makes me alive but all i know is that this is the best damn cold brew i’ve ever consumed and it’s giving me the strength to fight my way back to you and when it kicks into my system and the plane touches the ground it’s the most wonderful sound it's been a long time coming but it finally came salivating, spitting out the most acidic of rain second guessing the philosophy that we contemplate and just how it all applies to our limitless rage its been a long time coming but it finally came salivating, spitting out the most acidic of rain second guessing the philosophy that we contemplate And how i let it eat it most of my age

Jay Is A Letter. Miguel O' Hara: Party like it's 2099

hot, sweating more than average i’m sick of sittin and listening to these braggers these phony braggadocio rappers are just actors reading off a script designed to deceive all the masses but they’ve got it backwards the props and backlots are not sufficient or convincing me that all those candy sticks are cigarettes puffin up their empty chests for facebook photosets i am SO IMPRESSED, i’d much rather boba fett and jet! social media sabbatical i’m battling the babble and the incoherent rambles from these spammy twitter handles mastered the razzle dazzle power man breaking shackles sweet christmas like santa granting wishes more efficiently for rich kids steven grant be grabbin riches and like a wrist with a fitbit You're just shaking up the system And making up analytics To convince em you're beneficial but i’m here to convince em different with my ::Raw. Sound. I’m about to lock it down. So cmon tell me now, can I rock the crowd Day. Night. I will never retire So Call me up anytime, and I’ll be your hero for hire:: marc spector steppin through to spectate the spectacle wrecked and separated all the obstacles that message you can’t control the khonshu It got you kicking down doors to brawl through in costume these phantoms follow, haunt you they taunt you consequences caress your unconscious computes lawsuits develop due to unforeseen complications on the way to destinations, like jake lockley operating high occupancy vehicle, flying down the diamond lane anti-lock brakes making sure that i don’t hydroplane sirens driving me insane tired and combating pain just trying to survive the rain trying to produce better aim for my batarang, for the battering of a badder being in the rogue gallery I'm a guardian of the galaxy an avenger, a defender the newest member of the justice league bustin up the brotherhoods of evilness and villainy with my ::Raw. Sound. I’m about to lock it down. So cmon tell me now, can I rock the crowd Day. Night. I will never retire So Call me up anytime, and I’ll be your hero for hire:: they want the power of the hero with the charisma of the villain and that’s the origin story of every greedy politician who will shout from any pedestal as long as there’s someone listenin and tear apart any set of groups claiming that they threatened freedom The mirror tells em they’re all heroes we’re here to tell you you’re a villain.

Like a child who can’t pick off the toppings of his pizza I’M HANGRY, busting through the ether devouring all the power and feeding off lesser evils these people try to deceive you, they’re see-through I’m pleading people catch the metamorphosis from the terrigen mist embiggen! marvelous! let me show you what a marvel is isotope decay, spikes that glow and radiate fight your force awake, kylo ren and rey a pair of fists convince the rest that we can smash away the debt appearances surely suggest, that golden statues circumvent our all-but-guaranteed deaths and I Just wanna be immortal I want to move through time-portals and make my name a royal but instead i’ll have a seat and simply witness my destruction learn the science behind combustion and the love behind seduction volcanic vocals erupt at the thought of all of this corruption sanction another function from the sanctum sanctorum ------ and get em UP x2 drop it down x2 The hype is too real the hype is too loud Mushrooms of dust vapor and cloud Tried to calm it down but the earth shattered with the sound as we ACTIVATE THE RADIO ---- radioactive like i’m skreeonk speak on, what is he on plasma breath neon screaming for you to be gone don’t tell me that I Be wrong i see all is new and clear I see all that is nuclear and what should and shouldn’t be here and i crush em all to infinite comfortable’s not how i’m living i’m livid cuz we’re all villains passing it onto our children just waiting for the one bad day to blame for our plight just waiting for one mad face to aim in our sights we stay online to stay alive hoping that our minds will upload and survive a legacy that we strive to uphold when our bodies die in hopes that we can be revived like zombies and vampires without the skin issues and bites got adrenaline in my mind to delay the rigamortis i’m taking over the airwaves and relaying some rick and morty sharing some of my scenery and showing yall what they mean to me erasing what idols seem to be disabling the frequency --- get em UP x2 drop it down x2 The hype is too real the hype is too loud Mushrooms of dust vapor and cloud Tried to calm it down but the earth shattered with the sound as we ACTIVATE THE RADIO ---- Coughing my lungs out Ain't no marijuana smoke I just got a mad fever coupled with strep throat I'm sick But don't encroach me because I am not contagious Oh, you think? That if you touch me you'll get some of my greatness? You slick But not slick enough to contain this Comprende compadre? Comprehend all the statements? and lately, it seems we’ve redefined the golden rule to treat everybody the way that you’re afraid they’ll treat you instigating and claiming truth to convince the fickle youth to attack and antagonize without logical thought or proof Zero-proof like every beverage that i have ever consumed Because you wouldn’t like it when the other guy is let loose trapped inside a spider-web, converted it to a cocoon learned and grew from my mistakes and now i’m set to burst through skeleton crew working another graveyard shift attempting to combat the massive atom splits catch the metamorphosis from the terrigen mist embiggen! Marvelous! Let me show you what a marvel is start with this: tell me every target to hit and let me show you how human this inhuman actually is Claimed my spit was venomous showed me what a weapon is Brute force bullied all my sentiments to acquiescent tenements They tore em UP x2 dropped it down x2 The blast was too real the blast was too loud Mushrooms of dust vapor and cloud Tried to calm it down but the earth shattered with the sound as we activate the radio.

a melting pot brewing up inside of me welcome to my private diary a sorry sight to see reminding me of all the pleas and wants and dreams that i've lost and that continue to reside in me defying peace, defining me, confide a piece of irony like pirates ride the seven seas like high tides wreck the castled beach suicide attempts to mend the wounds that sutures cannot reach and there is no acknowledgment for the lack of knowledge meant to encapsulate and complement the youth whose futures’ soon descend demented and twisted a set of pessimists hidden behind opportunities failed and optimistic ambitions they listen for vision while they look around for a sound and no comfort is found before the light in their life is snuffed out ------------------------------------------------------------------- Will someone pull the needle off this broken record? I’m sick of hearing this same old song. I’m sick of hearing these deadly lyrics. I’m sick of everybody singing along. we must speak to the beasts who beat and believe these tragedies are just symptoms of a phase of a scene We’ll pull the needle off this broken record it’s time we played them a brand new song. ------------------------------------------------------------------- plots against the sovereigns concocted by the modest, the ethical, and the honest in attempts to solve all their problems the problem is they don’t listen they’re dodgy and play the victim Verbally constructing visions of vicious cynical systems. living in a post apocalyptic post mortem depression electing the future villain of dystopian science fiction convinced that we’re in a prison we’re told to just get used to it fighting for the promise of freedom that’s in our theme music a mantra that we’ve inherited a slogan that we’ve repeated a declaration of decadence circumventing defeat and depletion of our resources is more than we can believe when torrents of hoarded elites are so visible from our seats ------------------------------------------------------------------- Will someone pull the needle off this broken record? I’m sick of hearing this same old song. I’m sick of hearing these deadly lyrics. I’m sick of everybody singing along. we must speak to the beasts who beat and believe these tragedies are just symptoms of a phase of a scene We’ll pull the needle off this broken record it’s time we played them a brand new song. ------------------------------------------------------------------- if the foundation of beliefs on which you stand is truly blessed and righteous then touch the ground with your two hands and you’ll find stones are all that’s necessary to defeat goliath ------------------------------------------------------------------- What’s worse than killing people simply because they are different? Killing those who are the same because your friends made you afraid. because your family made you ashamed. because the world made you. ------------------------------------------------------------------- AVERT YOUR EYES THERE IS NO GOOD TO BE FOUND HERE separate the fervent hate from the state ------------------------------------------------------------------- crucified, double-crossed, scrape remains from the pavement hatred infected the mad and sick providing aim for the aimless mortified at senseless lost, carve their names in the pavement just because it happened quick doesn’t mean it was painless.

Jay Is A Letter

somebody beat me to the punch and proceeded to beat me into a pulp and all of these oblivious fictional skulls partition the visuals inside of my home the vicious and visceral twitch of my bones could never compete with or counter the blows right under my nose and into my eyes and out of the ground and into the sky leaving me broken leaving me blind and leaving me breathless, amending my mind a sign of the times as normal men's forms ascend, born again watch where you step when you elect to walk with the devils that live in the dark where bruised and bloody fingertips stay picking up all of the broken shards balancing up high on a tightrope can't see where it began, can't see where it goes can't see whatever it is that lay below relying on my instinct to carry me home _____________________________________________ and you can take that to the grave where we can dance our pretty hearts out and dare the devil to behave and take a chance to press him into the ground ___________________ somebody beat me to the punch and proceeded to drink all of it at once And the secret ingredient could not be thrown up and things began bleeding that really should not or so we thought, or so we think its what we're taught, what we believe thou shall not blink thou shall not grieve thou shall endow me with all of your things but presents denied, my presence aligns with what is required of being alive the devils tempting my temper but never shall i surrender i might be playing the hero, but i'm just a makeshift mascot maintaining this shape, i'll never take this mask off facing fears and foes with a false face i only remain faceless to feel safe, a selfish failsafe for fighting fate because fate won't fight fair when it feels you're fake _____________________________________________ and you can take that to the grave where we can dance our pretty hearts out and dare the devil to behave and take a chance to press him into the ground There's not a single soul behind me this I know so please don't show or attempt to remind me I'm trying to cleanse the soul inside me but the debt is blinding ________________________________________ Somebody beat me to the punch And now I'm afraid that I'll never catch up All out of luck and all out of time Wish I could transfer their sight into mine Pull the hand back reverse and rewind Repair the retina so I redefine The center of sins can be rectified And I am alive, I have not died And I know This path might not be perfect but i'm willing to bet it's worth it reaching beneath the surface to purge uncertainty's nerve-binge I'm sick of waiting for information that i'd hate to know. This path might not be perfect but i'm willing to bet it's worth it reaching beneath the surface to purge uncertainty's nerve-binge I'm sick of getting hurt when I attach too quick; separate too slow

a boy. a teen. a kid with big dreams. coy. alone. separated from the scene. shot down, picked on, picked last for the team in the past it would seem so drastic and mean a nerd. a geek. socially unacceptable. no self-esteem. he’s so easily susceptible outcast. a freak. misunderstood and not perceptible he steppin up and steppin through, preppin to step and wreck on fools with nothing left to lose but an entire life to gain constantly bend the rules assuming that his life’s a game like press R2 to make sure crime will pay for all the times he stood aside and pushed his pride away Innocents? yeah he’s got the power to save them Miscreants? yeah he’s got the courage to face them Responsibility is the ultimate motivation it’s crazy it's made him famous, they praise him and they’re all claiming He’s so amazing --------------- So amazing I caress celestial eyelids, my footprints can been found at every scene of excitement So amazing I’m the best at what I do I don’t have to prove what is clearly right in front of you So amazing and as my fingers pull these wires and my body’s flying higher all the people stay inspired they say he's so amazing so amazing so amazing --------------- i mangle these words when i speak i tangle these webs when i weave i’ll swing past and take hold of your hand and hang on and spin silk all over these streets this is my city and yall are getting shifty, traditions are looking messy and i’m skeptical of critics who criticize the progression unable to navigate the labyrinth of shadows placed on all manners of your escape, all the habits that you embrace and let’s face it; these bruises the red and blue abuses that fade into the fuschia are feeling futile and fruitless but i get right back at it; matter of fact i’m an addict i’m smashing with all the gamma and radioactive arachnids i’m gobbling up all the goblins and battling all the bad men i’m clobbering all the cowls of cowards and cackling madmen catchin em red-handed, enacting their operations no longer complacent after their faced with my altercation i’m so amazing ---------------------- So amazing I caress celestial eyelids, my footprints can been found at every scene of excitement So amazing I’m the best at what I do I don’t have to prove what is clearly right in front of you So amazing and as my fingers pull these wires and my body’s flying higher all the people stay inspired they say he's so amazing so amazing so amazing ----------------- bug bites devour the flesh but I will overcome sunlight rejuvenates breath but night is so much fun tongue-tied, confused and speechless ‘bout why I chose to run lost sight to my hubris and now I owe-him-one I've dwelled underground and soared above skyscrapers I've sailed across the skies, been on the cover of newspapers I've intervened in situations in support of strangers I've attempted to demolish all injustice for my neighbors I've role-played the savior long enough to promise you that I am forever willing to save ya I've lost far too much, I've sacrificed it all To not reach out and catch you as I watch you fall I'm suffocating the air up here is just so thin anxieties boil within is this the end? This might be the end I don’t know if I can ever put the symbol on again I’m suffocating These rooftops gave me a new perspective from which I can see All the grime and all of the beauty Its getting so hard to breathe, i finally see When you’re this high you've got to be so amazing --------------- So amazing I caress celestial eyelids, my footprints can been found at every scene of excitement So amazing I’m the best at what I do I don’t have to prove what is clearly right in front of you So amazing and as my fingers pull these wires and my body’s flying higher all the people stay inspired they say he's so amazing so amazing so amazing

Jay Is A Letter.

LA Traffic got me feeling like the first night you let me go nowhere left to go but I keep moving forward, toward only heaven knows but little did we know our instincts took control what we thought was gold was ready to explode primed and set to blow, cynicism overload sitting in a pretty city with little left to gloat an extra sensory perception or so I’m told adds little comfort to my soul. This boston cold got me feeling like the night you chose to leave chasing the sun, numb, chattering teeth now I wonder where every road will lead as I roam these streets, the signs posted read that the golden dream is postponed for me so I’ll go and eat at the local feed Staying open late for me And all the other folks who breath the brisk snow inhaled into their lungs freezing every note of every potential song untold tales, cuz tolled bells cannot be unrung and with a BANG they’re all triggered into motion I was frozen in the moment but I don’t think anyone noticed and with a BANG they all wish they saw it coming we’re all running from something, now they’re confronting their judgement the sun is beating down there’s perspiration on our skin a million feet that stomp the ground determination in the wind there’s nowhere left to run but forward but what are we running toward the sunset got me thinking of a few things that ran away off into the western seabreeze and these pleas didn’t really do a damn thing to maintain the hands I cling and its so beautiful to see such a scene a creature being set free a sun lying behind the hills to catch a few hours of sleep and as it ran away and my cheeks covered in tears a moon came to me and alleviated my fears she wasn’t as bright, but she definitely shined contrasted amongst the dark blanket of the night the stars barely compete in surrounding her in the sky and it was around the time i came about and realized that she was fun, and i loved it, but it just wasn't the sun and I found myself longing for the daytime on my tongue but the sunrise got me wondering if I even want another day another attempt at the same mess that already chose to walk away so what do you do when the things that make you happy just don’t cut it how do you let go of what you outgrow when nothing else can spark the summit no more sense of east and west, stressed, unease unrest conceive a blessed piece of nest beyond my reach in neverland i never flew i’ll never fly these stellar beings were just too much i never should have taken a chance to touch em because the rush got me feeling like the rest of my life is decaf saw death in the front, saw my life when i reached back and when i tried to turn around was unable to re-act I ran reverse and mirrored the tar and concrete track pitch black. fire red. several injured. several dead. which am I. wheres my head. i’m losing breath and mind and rest. and with a BANG I am triggered into motion I was frozen in the moment rekindled with the explosion and with a BANG I really wish I saw it coming I was looking for something, now I’m confronting my judgement the sun is beating down there’s perspiration on our skin a million feet that stomp the ground determination in the wind there’s nowhere left to run but forward but what are we running toward the sign says “finish line” but is that really the goal? Encourage cardio to fire up your mortal soul they Blew it apart, now we’ve got to rebuild Rome and I just hope the bridges I burned will light my way home

There goes the neighborhood but not in the way you’d say it would expectations circumvented and mended the world into a different mold it’s so brave and it’s so new but now it’s gone, what could we do can’t even enjoy the cold brew without being reminded of you 20. DAMN. YEARS. I see them moving mountains but tell who they’re moving them for? I see them moving mountains but who are they moving them for? Because they told me it’s too tough to keep the lights on in this store Pointing fingers like arrows, Oliver Queen tell em quickly empty out the quiver like YOU HAVE FAILED THIS CITY .but this isn’t a comic book, they hold no empathy or pity They ignite the world and burn and smoak like fel-i-city, sell this city sell me real estate in a town that’s awesome put a blind eye to every single other problem what’s the problem? I see them moving mountains, but why? walking upon that earth was the closest we could get to the sky but they don’t want us here, and certainly not with our senses high they want us a little to the right, cue the movement to gentrify I see them moving mountains, can someone tell me how? Tell me now! because they claim they don’t have the strength to fight the evil killing this town. foggy like nelson, enveloped in a mist in which we drown Upper class settlers tell the rest of us to settle down and citizens attest to the issues that need some attention but unfortunately we’ve learned that they don’t heed our suggestions and why’d you have to bring your projects here it’s so poisonous and why do you never heed our fears about the poison and why’d you have to plant your promise here it’s so poisonous and why can you not see you have poisoned us? replaced one vice with another, vaporizers undercover claiming to be the pinnacle of health and subtle comfort marketing to kids just like tobacco did with cigs vape and smoke and drink but you still can’t handle cannabis and call me old fashioned, but i’ve grown sick of hashtags and kids who think glasses represent nerds and passion and the pedantic scholar's medium's google and wikipedia creativity left the media replaced what they are feeding us with simple tiny pills so you don't choke up when you swallow but they're sugar filled placebos, a fancy package that is hollow you can down entire bottle but I promise it's all borrowed I think it's time we put your mind into making a better tomorrow because these icons are riding on the coattails of greatness past but the clock tick tocks to countdown just how long the fakeness lasts they pick and choose the image used to boost their movement, make improvements dress you up and dress you down suppress your gut and send you out and the passion for fashion needs a significant alteration irrational stature corrupts the current situation. See, clothes will make you a thug when it's matters of race all you've achieved is erased, while stereotypes replace and clothes will make you a slut when it's matters of rape, make the rapist a plaintiff after the real victim's blamed the world will give you a hug when it flatters their face then pull the plug with no shame once you negate their taste Harvey Dent hardly spent a single cent to make it change So it’s really up to you to take their two-faces and rearrange their perspective on the message that they’re sending to all the kids convincing ‘em that how it should be is the way it already is poisoning the well there’s poison in the well oh well, whose fault is it, i guess they’ll never tell no accountability for the detrimental health penalizing the citizens who refuse to buy what they sell come one, come all, come well, welcome to hell where we are far more concerned that you’re willing to kiss and tell and who you kiss brings more concern than the secrets that you won’t tell Where they can poison your community, but you can’t care for yourself. and why’d you have to bring your projects here it’s so poisonous and why do you never heed our fears about the poison and why’d you have to plant your promise here it’s so poisonous and why can you not see you have poisoned us? and why can you not see we don’t want you here and why can you not see we don’t want you here and why can you not say what we want to hear and why can you not see we don’t want you here

the flammable poison corrupts your heart illuminates the dark under the guise of warmth I idolized the spark that gave me light I despised the bark that precedes your bite but when your eyes were on me Whenever our eyes meet the horizons sink into the desolate sea would it better for me to mourn rather than seek revenger? and seek the end? does he pretend we didn't happen? were we just friends with no pretense? i breathed you in and siezed the end and it's disappointing to finally see you win but it's settling in as i begin to understand why the kryptonite feels comfortable in my hands because i am not superman, more like super manic in a frenzy and a panic at the thought of being romantic i thought i escaped it at the airport but you snuck onto my flight Cuz even though you said goodbye you're still riding first class on my mind tried to evict you from your seat and move you towards the exit signs i gave you all the neat ideas... but he gave you all of his time but now i'm on a second flight just trying to return to home accelerating levitation, staring at a useless phone rethinking my situation, mobile and alone seems no matter where I roam, these sticks and stones may break my bones but your words penetrate my skin inject into my veins suppress the inhibitions that keep me awake and sane my breathing's changed. i inhale another hallucination that is too strange to tell Fact and fiction blend, so how do i pretend these masochistic means will justify the end Well, don't you worry now. Message received. I was a prison to you and now you've been set free don't mistake my current silence for a bad batch of apathy because my past acts attached flashbacks of sad facts that are too fast to see add a pinch of insanity just to ensure that i cannot sleep and i'll devote every minute of my insomniac addiction to silently wishing for a chance to see if things were rearranged into the right place would a single thing change or was this all just a waste should i just save face and give up this race and accept that I was never gonna win anyways i been dismally dazed trying to fake perfect on a melancholy mission meant to make purpose and i hate this haze, holding me upon the surface feeling worthless, second guessing if it's worth it when this is just a note stuffed into my desk just another envelope shoved under my bed another written rant that will never be read and list of words that will never be said a set of verses upset with curses kept from you, my dear a censored melody that you will never get to hear so I compound these fears after all of these years and released them up into the atmosphere destination unknown, can't control a cyclone this soul is on its way home, a crown craving to be on it's throne avoid the bricks and sticks and stones, cuz they'll all break my bones but your words penetrate my skin inject into my veins suppress the inhibitions that keep me awake and sane my breathing's changed. i inhale another hallucination that is too strange to tell Fact and fiction blend, so how do i pretend these masochistic means will justify the end Well, don't you worry now. Message received. I was a prison to you and now you've been set free i guess i'm not as clever as i thought i was i can hear electricity running through the walls and i promised myself this would be the last time i let you infect my mind and you would think by now i could cope with loss with the truth being revealed as false but you'd be wrong and i'd have never assumed not in a million years that it would be like this and i would be stuck here upending my ego as i swallow my pride demolish all my insides and take me home because i know these sticks and stones will break my bones but your words electrify my limbs open my wounds again as i revisit all the angst, betrayal, and pain i swear nothing's changed, but time will tell if all these hallucinations will benefit my health Fact and fiction blend, so how do i pretend these masochistic means will justify the end and so i'm worried now, history repeats i thought the problem was you, but now I see it was me

Jay Is A Letter.

welcome to project mayhem with ed and brad we are on a mission to take all that you have and make you understand // what are our demands facetious, believe us, yes we are not a brand no we do not count as your material possessions get an earful and a tearful as we tearin up your section you got questions but lets be honest you’re not looking for answers you’re lookin for trumped up data to support what you are after and morals torn up and tattered, all the ceilings collapsed valuables losing their value as we cleanse all that we pass peaceful got us nowhere, protests didn’t make the news its not until we riot that you pay attention to what we do but now its time you pay dues your idols are covered in cobwebs it's time to shake em loose Pseudo-villains filling up about million pairs of shoes rolling up into DC cause we got something to prove hey mr president I appreciate the sentiments But I relieve of your duties, obligations and your residence composing pretty sentences, presenting what you think we wanna see but truthfully behind the scenes, it's all bunraku puppetry who's got you plugging peace? too little too late we’ve reduced it all to ashes building from a blank slate ---------------------------------------- the times they’ve not been kind to some of these other fellows with no apple and no google and no wi-fi and no cell phones as the tech that we relied on slowly crumbled without support from the billion dollar corporations we so hastily destroyed but we’re coping without our vices, living without devices committing our lives to fight this reinvigorated the lifeless but not all have been so mighty, and they have been paying the prices they took it all for granted, the modern life was all priceless and they never replaced it, they tried to revived it tried to reinstate it, they tried to redefine it and mind you they didn’t mind it at first but now they struggle barely surviving amongst the rubble of society as it crumbled they’re trying to stay out of trouble as they wander across the desert land knocking on every door, pleading for someone’s helping hand: Hey, in the settlement We’ve got venison and medicine and many men with helping hands we’re beggin friends please let us in! constitution lost but still bearing 2 amendments letting the best of optimism win after second guessing defenses because humanity is relentless, regardless of how we survive the beauty in our hearts remind us why we want to be alive ------------------------------- i can’t argue with the vibe of the early sunrise shining so bright in the morning forcing open my eyes looking at where we are, how far we’ve come what we’ve lost and barely regretting the cost when we look at all we accomplished but now mysterious illusions got me sitting here confused and i’m just trying to conclude if my hypothesis is prudent seems the bad guys weren’t villains the good guys weren’t heroes the tragedies weren’t visions but nobody countered these blows i tried to call it as i saw it thought i saw it crystal clear but the dew had crystallized and obstructed the veneer the final frontier, a chessboard waiting to be played painstakingly pondered every move to make with a fistful of fortunes illiterate possessions skipping stones across the waves of an ocean of suggestions painstakingly pondering heaven suppose opposing forces worked together in invention paralyzed in my sleep as i try to confront my demons my dreams came true, forgot the fine print it seems because the nightmares were included in the package of wish fulfillment and now i’m haunted by every broken bone and drop of blood spilling but nevertheless the legend says they’ll come knocking on my door and I will answer in hopes I can be of service once more hey mr de hoyos we’ve conferred with all our sources and they all seem to agree that you’ve got something good for us it’s been a long time coming, but it’s finally here self-titled. my title. my time. my year.

Flawless victory, discarding all the scars and all the flaws like Victor D Abolishing my enemies these palm trees overhead of me tether my neck to the heavenlies pushing pressing and testing me collecting kinetic energy i've triumphed sorcerer supremes, masters of their craft and survived all of the torment of my broken shattered past i've passed every test of strength, each herculean task and relentlessly endured the agony of my metal mask meddling menaces madden me, attempt to measure my majesty trickling over the tragedies, trapped in my tricks and dazzling feats sobriety of the highest seed connects the body and soul place your bets that by this time tomorrow i will be in control emerald cloak, polished chrome, golden throne, hooded dome flags are raised to designate a separated nation thriving on its own Appreciate and understand that you are now under my command power resides inside my hand Ready to rule this land with a Danny Rand - no compromise, so charge your mobile device the revolution will be streamed, downloaded, and televised j. is here to take care of ya latveria in the area Proceeding with this meeting Because nobody is hearing ya When I tear it up I can see that I am scaring ya But I promise that this power will be used for good - molten metal burns the flesh beneath these iron plates Concealing my imperfections from a world spewing with hate allow me to demonstrate: when i forged this facelift I forged greatness, motivated to show these haters that i was born to make it Meanwhile all they forge are forgeries, they're forced to fake it Inspired by the fires of a forgotten, ancient nation I'm prepared to take over this decrepit, decaying station product placement couldn't shake the foundations of what i'm saying what does the fox say? this family of 4's less than fantastic taking another crack at it, it’s not pragmatic, just bad habits sick of staying static, my stagnance was automatic, erroneous and erratic, it’s tragic, i'll never have it the stacks and packets of magic the madness to manage reactions the glass that shatters and crashes the mass that matters and passes the press that pressures and praises investing in vestal appraisals a herald of lesser fables, don't test me if I am able to let those bygones be bygones attempting to impress the apprentices of your icons they'll be long gone when I come on I'm the kingpin, you're the king's pawns i might be wrong but you don't belong when i sing songs, you sing along so sit down this won't be long - no compromise, so charge your mobile device the revolution will be streamed, downloaded, and televised j. is here to take care of ya latveria in the area Proceeding with this meeting Because nobody is hearing ya When I tear it up I can see that I am scaring ya But I promise that this power will be used for good - Saving the citizens in my city with ease Reducing poverty and educating the streets developing the young minds to take over when I leave researching to cure disease like i'm victor fries Now do you really think you're qualified to step inside and roll your eyes no, you're better off pretending your comprehension leaves something to be desired so step aside, and take notice i know this seems its unfocused don't call it fiction when truth is spoken don't call me villain with these heroics but there's no tricks and no illusions delusions maybe, but truth is there isn't much you can do to escape from my influence its impossible to swim when the water is frozen solid and i'm the only one skating across on the crystal toppings and now... yall can watch me chop it, yall can call me teppanyaki Call me Bane, i'm a big guy back breaking brittle Bat-bodies you can't stop me, you can't top me, you can't topple my regime you can't call and flee, but you can call me king so you had better recognize when you stare into these eyes you're staring at your demise you'd best prepare to pay the price opponents better take my advice save as draft and think twice PUNKS JUMP UP TO GET FOOT DIVE