How I Got My Name- The Rap Epic
It was a cold night, 3rd day of June, maybe around dusk
Lust was present, ever present, as I slowly collected dust
Been in this seat for 11 hours, or maybe it was minutes
I haven't did it, maybe dent it, fuck life, we only rent it
But that's the truth......
So allow my to relate to you my own little fairy tale
Of how I came in grips with my own name myself
I was hopping through a graveyard, as few ever do
With an axe-handle, because, well I was scared too
A dare, it started to be, but i felt shadows creeping
But I'm a man, so I got pissed instead of just weeping
And like men do, I spun to my right like I was Rambo
Got struck like Ron Gold, and screamed out like J-Lo
It was me, but it wasn't, a crued reflection of my body
His skin was ash colored, hallowed eyes, kinda soggy
Looked like me in another world, circles around his eyes
"Oh sweet Jesus, am I mad.. or have I already died ?"
"Nah man don't sweat it guy," Came his swift reply
He pulled a deck from the mirror, and sat with a sigh
"You have a smoke on you ?" that was his question
But all he heard was "fuck it" and was left guessin
I ran through gardens of stone, throwin heartless
With my chest tighter then my dead uncle's carcuss
To this day I still don't know who was laughin
Of course who would, in a situation that happened..
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The mouse ran up the clock
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I must have ran for hours, but is seemed like it was weeks
My arms were getting heavy, and my legs were growin weak
I tried to speak, then the whole world started to crumble
I fell, seemed like for weeks, then i hit dirt with a rumble
Climbed to my feet, peered around, and started talkin riddles
and all in all the world as it was seemed dead, cold, and brittle
I looked around, shocked at first as what didn't seem earth
Until a man grew from the rubble, and climbed from the dirt
He was at least 6'3", carrying a stick, and covered in a black sheet
Hallowed voice, endless eyes, mythology the God of Sleep
"Come into my parlor," said this spider to my own eyes
I was his fly, and followed like a kid in an assorted lunch line
No, fuck this, I picked up a bone that scattered his home
Threw a blow to his head, and ran as quick as I had flown
But before I made it out, hands grabbed at my feet
Pulled me to my knees to bow at the gremlin's teeth
I kicked and screamed, but Death had caught me finally
He pulled open my eyelid and climbed inside of me
"I am you, you are I. Forever into each other"
"We are one. You are two. Like sick simese brothers"
"One mind. Two beings. A third and it's too much."
"Plethora." is the last word I heard before I woke up....
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Your veins become my river
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Kingdoms slowly collapse
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I'll sail on my lonely vessel
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On the blood of your relapse
Plethora.... a saint, sinner, virgin, and a whore
Plethora.. I wrote it in blood on the asylum floor
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