.i see voices and hear colors.
We got numbers for namesAnd the government's zeroA negro titled controllerLaid out an ultimatum Give land to my peopleOr die by three headed monsters If you wish to survive, I adviseNot to disobey commands it's unwiseFollow the light, the light will guide youInto subservience under negroes This a message to all governments Choose wise or end up terrorized©thelightfloor
.god a cokehead.
Jesus died for the sins of past people I still wear mine, like a proud panther patch Let me grab a batch of unsniffed cocaineTo rise higher to a white god, who my savior?©thelightfloor
.suicide party '99.
In the year 1999At a dilapidated houseFifty angsty teens gatherFor a night marked in historyWhere razor bladesReplaced drugsWhere long ropeReplaced gold chainsWhere the fashion of the night Was a blacked out jumpsuitIt was a suicide partyWhere a partygoers night ends in death©thelightfloor
.a black man.
You can call me negro or niggaI'm negro spiritual andAbove all, i'm humanI am a boy, I am a monkeyI am a nigger, I am ignantBut i'm a black manA freed slave who watch youAll choked up on your words Cause a beasts brain yolked upShut the fuck upLittle white kid with the bowl cut©thelightfloor
.a life worth nada.
My love for art unmatchedTo love for a humanGive me two choicesSave a life or save a painting Without hesitation i'd choose the artAnd watch you die with a tear not shedMy love for art obsessiveQuite possessive with creativity ©thelightfloor
I'm in a state of mindWhere either I die or he dieFee-fi-fo-thump There go his body crumpled In a lump, sever off his legsLeave him wit a stumpAs I slump back overseeingA poet bleed to death, from woundsInflicted with a pen not a pump©thelightfloor
Death and IWe're in loveIt's not a lieWe have this trustSomeday she will take my soulAnd i'll be unafraid For she warms my heartSaving me from a cold life©thelightfloor
Unable to distinguish reality From dreams, a moment of schizo Conjures the ability to seeUnheard voices, whilst hearing souls©thelightfloor
Dance within a wolves denA death wish imprinted in goldWhen pen applied to paperIt's written in bold©thelightfloor
I hate the peopleWho think i'm fuckin weakI'm a demon perched uponSinners peakViewing all atrocities From gang rapesTo gang fightsWhile you sit in your safe houseGlued to the couch with the light onCause you lack the sinners blight©thelightfloor