Origin Stories

As the seasons changed 

so did my bastard frame 

began to masquerade the pain 

packed a faster blade 

for a long time death was certified 

never afraid to die, life verses time 

love had me blind 

written lines traveling the blue skies 

survived a summertime of lies 

reborn in the winter wars 

return to the trenches 

with Ghostface rifles in the kitchen 

freestyle sessions with my henchmen 

penning more bars than a prison sentence 

had me disconnected from this dimension 

at the mere mention 

of hitting astral planes, flame your brain 

hit the stage, taste of fame 

bag the change, bang the cage 

went from heartbroken to rap monster 

where I’m from, you talk shit 

we hit you with the pistol opera


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