The Mad Dystopian

[Introduction] See, I'm accustomed to people not liking what I say in my rhymes It comes with the territory But there are people who don't like how I say what I say in my rhymes So I'm going to tone it down just a bit and explain to you how it really is [Chorus] Cause every time I spit it sounds like I might flip into a rage And take this anger straight up off the page And every time I flow it sounds like I might explode And take this world with me and watch it burning down in flames And every time I rap it sounds like I might snap And have to be restrained but nothing that they build contains And every time I write it feels like I’m not right And these words are gonna rub them all the wrong way [Verse 1] I always get questioned on why my music sounds angry I wish I could just blame the world and say this place changed me The truth is since I child it I always kind of felt mad Like I was living with the venom that murdered my old man Like it infused in me genetically and stained my disposition So when put in some positions my temper will spark quicker I guess we should be thankful i never got into liquor Cause drinking fire water might give me hair pin triggers In younger days it was the bane of all of my existence But the older I have gotten I bring a stronger resistance So usually that means that i’m suppressing a lot Don’t bother saying it ain’t good for me I know that it’s not But see what choice have I got.. cause if I let these evil forces tempt me I’ll be bashing fuckers heads in like they Ren and Stimpy So for now I’ll do the best that I can To keep the demons on the low just to prevent the mayhem [Chorus x 1] [Verse 2] Mister "fuck your favorite rapper" is back... hip hop Galactus Looking at your planet thinking this might make a nice snack Slap your face until your jawbone collapse Then switch it up and pick you up from out the dust and tell you homie relax I’m dialing disrespect up to the max... punch the boogers out your nose And laughing crazy at your silly tight clothes O your apologetic flows that shows you’re scared to get down Cause you ain’t rough enough and we can even tell by your sound So color me so unimpressed by that weakness that you express It’s not my fault I just detest you , him and all the rest From time to time that sentiment is coming out my rhymes Then some people hear it, take offense and really start to whine But this is just the way that I rock shit... so loud and obnoxious With an attitude that poison and toxic No matter what you think I won’t stop this That’s probably why my brother Palm laughs and says, "Deadman you not shit." [Chorus x 1] [Verse 3] No I won’t tone it down just to satiate your ego No I won’t clean it up just to entertain these people So what you’re intimidated man i don’t even mean to Before you even get started on that shit here the preview And honestly you’ll just get ignored..I won’t acknowledge you Except to say your mama’s a whore and she should have swallowed you I hope that makes you mad enough to leave me alone How dare you try to tell me how to do some art that’s my own The one thing I have learned is that everyone is a critic And everyone has opinions on how that they would have did it And everyone thinks they’re special but everyone’s not artistic So if you think that you’re swaying my process you got it twisted My delivery g'on be what it is... it’s not democracy You don’t get a vote on my songs or methodology You either get to say that you love it or do not like it see And i will do the same with your craft... and that’s alright with me [Chorus x 1]