BLOODY BLOOD OF A JOURNALIST


 

UNBROKEN QUILLS WILLS THE WIND BENEATH MY WINGS
TO REUP, REBUILD, REDEEM REDUX PLUS WITHOUT THE RING

SPRING FORTH RIGHTEOUS IN STEP, BALANCE KEPT, ONCE WEPT
YEP, SLEPT DREAMT AND HAD A DREAM BUT WITHOUT GOING INTO DEPTH

NOW WITH ONE MIGHTY BREATH FROM MY NOSTRILS LEFT,
EN FLUX AT THE CRUX OBSTACLES MAY OBSTRUCT AND CONTRACEPT

GATHER MY THOUGHTS, RAPID RESPONSE REPONDS INEPT, DISPOSITIONED UNSURE
SITUATION NUMBER NINE TOO INTENSE, DEFENSE CONDITION FOUR

INTUITION AT WAR, AS INSTICTS BLINK ASSESS DAMAGES
THIRD DEGREE BURN VICTIM UNLEARNS QUICK FROM FRESH BANDAGES

LESS ADVANTAGES, CHECKS AND BALANCES, LIFEíS TESTS AND CHALLENGES
ABREAST OF THE REST OF THE STRESS THAT COMPOUNDS SO SCANDALOUS

STILL CLUELESS, ACHILLIES UNHEALED FOOLISH INTEGRITY
WILL BE MY TRIPFALL TO FALTER, CHIPPED FLAW IN ARMOUR BRINGING BREVITY

UNLEVELING THE PLAYING FIELD, SACRIFICE LONGEVITY
IN EXCHANGE FOR SHORT TERM GOALS, THINK LONG RANGE AND AIM STEADILY


Chorus x2

ITíS A CRIME, ITíS A CRIME, PEOPLE DIED SO I COULD RHYME
WONíT WASTE MY NATIONS TIME, SUBMIT YOUR BLOODLINE

WITH MENDED WINGS, AVENGED ESTEEM KINDLY KILL ĎEM WITH COUTEOUSNESS
THE UNADULTERATED, UNTAINTED BLOODY BLOOD OF A JOURNALIST


Verse 2

RESUME, UNDER A SHRINKS SPELL, DOCUMENTED WITH PLUMES
DIPPED IN INK WELLS, INDIRECT RIPPLE EFFECT AFFECTED OPEN WOUNDS

UNFAMILIAR TONE OF VOICE, BLOSSOM AND BLOOMS ON DIFFERENT TUNES
GROOM IMPRESSIONABLE MINDS, SESSION 9 IS A LESSON BEFORE DYING

PLEASE BLESS ME LORD IíM TRYING HARDER BUT WHAT HARBORS
HARM TO TROUBLE STILL WATERS RESTED IN MOTION FOR WHICH IT FOSTERS

DEVOTION, SELF-DISCIPLINE, DUE DILLIGENCE, EQUATE THE QUOTIENT
FACTOR GROSS NEGLEGENCE, PLUS THE POTENT PASSION POTION

CHEERS, IN ALL MY YEARS JEERS MORE OFTEN THAN NOT REARS
ITS UGLY HEAD FACING FEARS CONFRONTED, STEER EYES PEELED TO PEER

IN CLEAR VIEW OF NEXT TIER GRAB HELD, OVERWHELMED
REALMS OF RESPONSIBILITY SWELLS TO DELVE, NUMBER ONE YOU HAVE THE HELM

ASSUME THE POSITION AND MAKE IT SO IN TRUE TRADITION, A NEW EDITION
FOR NOSTALGAíS SAKE, FROM THE BOWELS OF WHERE MY LOUD HUNGER ACHES

ERUPT ABRUPTLY, THRUSTINí ROUGHLY WITHOUT RESTRAINT
FOOT CANVASING, PAY FOR PETTY CURES, FREE AND PURE TO PAINT

A PRETTIER PICTURE, ALREADY BEEN THROUGH THAT FRAME, RETROFIXTURE COMMISIONER OF A FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH, NEXT DESCIPTURE



Chorus x2

ITíS A CRIME, ITíS A CRIME, PEOPLE DIED SO I COULD RHYME
WONíT WASTE MY NATIONS TIME, SUBMIT YOUR BLOODLINE

WITH MENDED WINGS, AVENGED ESTEEM KINDLY KILL ĎEM WITH COUTEOUSNESS
THE UNADULTERATED, UNTAINTED BLOODY BLOOD OF A JOURNALIST



Verse 3

ITíS A CRIME, ITíS A CRIME, EVERYTHING TAKES ITS TIME
PATIENTLY AWAIT PLANETS TO ALIGN, THEN REFINE THE GAME OF RHYME

ITíS A CRIME, ITíS A CRIME, IT TOOK THE SUN THIS LONG TO SHINE
NOW AT MY PRIME MERRIDIAN, THROUGH THE GRIT AND THE GRIME

ITíS A CRIME, ITíS A CRIME, MY TWISTED SPINE HOLDS MORE WEIGHT DESIGNED
TO LEAD THE PEOPLE THROUGH A NEW ERA AS THE HERO AND THE TERROR