BloodBorne

Hook Petrified in these cocoons Cenobites still eat my soul Anesthetize to heal the wounds get so high can’t feel the lows Blunt smoke filling up my lungs until the sun gone Guns drawn covered in this blood like I was Bloodborne Petrified in these cocoons Cenobites still eat my soul Anesthetize to heal the wounds get so high can’t feel the lows Blunt smoke filling up my lungs until the sun gone Guns drawn covered in this blood like I was Bloodborne Staining tulips with the cyanide Riding shotgun making music for the drive-bys No survivors no goodbyes when the ocean rises Locusts fly when I quote my lines polarized Watch me when I haiku my discography’s the Bible Is it deicide if he confides he’s talking suicidal? Walking into cyclones my tornado halo’s filled with bees, Barking like I bite though my volcano halo kills the sheep Hook Verse 2 Victorious in my gory glory flow is glorious Baccalaureate story of a Poet Laureate Euphoria pouring out my pores until the worry sets Morph aporias until the boring gets harmonious My clips weight a ton so I know we’re not the same Either stick to your guns or you can point em at your face I was born a tragic summer bore from storms and crashing thunder Mastered nothing but I bask in BloodBorne so that’s the hunter