Kau the Lion
Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 9:29 pm
I used to do this shit a long time ago. Want to get back into it. I'll probably be dropping a few writtens and doing some text battles. Hoping to get back what I once had and maybe finish up some songs.
Here's a sample from a song called "Photosynthesis":
Truly unruly, my mind gets so into this.
My eyes turn green from photosynthesis.
Cyphen my cyphers about life and dirt.
Strive despite strife and channel the Earth.
Forests and pastures, oceans and mountains.
Fountains of youth, hide the truth of my countenance.
My wishes and dreams flow like fishes in streams.
Revealing my feelings, ubsurd as it seems.
My thoughts turn to Mother, her perfect duality.
And then turn to dreams, my dreams to reality.
I watch the trees grow with their roots burrowed deep
As clenched wooden fists, through the soil they creep.
Vines climb high to view sunsets on skyscrapers.
I pay time no mind and observe crumpled paper.
Buildings are toppled and ruins are left.
Life swells and overwhelms the smell of death.
There's hell in her breath and heaven as she exhales.
A gentle caress of her breast as I set sail.
I push onward and she gives no resistance.
Leading me closer to the edge of existence.
A world of wonder awaits and I wonder, What I'll find?
And who will come find me when I'm lost in my mind?
Here's a sample from a song called "Photosynthesis":
Truly unruly, my mind gets so into this.
My eyes turn green from photosynthesis.
Cyphen my cyphers about life and dirt.
Strive despite strife and channel the Earth.
Forests and pastures, oceans and mountains.
Fountains of youth, hide the truth of my countenance.
My wishes and dreams flow like fishes in streams.
Revealing my feelings, ubsurd as it seems.
My thoughts turn to Mother, her perfect duality.
And then turn to dreams, my dreams to reality.
I watch the trees grow with their roots burrowed deep
As clenched wooden fists, through the soil they creep.
Vines climb high to view sunsets on skyscrapers.
I pay time no mind and observe crumpled paper.
Buildings are toppled and ruins are left.
Life swells and overwhelms the smell of death.
There's hell in her breath and heaven as she exhales.
A gentle caress of her breast as I set sail.
I push onward and she gives no resistance.
Leading me closer to the edge of existence.
A world of wonder awaits and I wonder, What I'll find?
And who will come find me when I'm lost in my mind?