"It's the Burn Cycle, make me still viable, in this recital tear down all your idols, maniacal flow, rhyme speech pattern are vital, make me liable to combust at all rivals"
Verse 1:
I burn cycles - pause - turn madman and burn bibles,
Spit phlegm at the Sunrise that's my recital,
- pause -
Speak tongues, and teach irrelevance when the vernacular's more pronounced with speech impediments,
My sentiments - pause - Are derived and they're more depraved ,
- pause -
With the mortal pain, making me more deranged,
And I cry at night - pause - when I can't fight the fight cos the cancer is too cervical,
Most malligned, and be written I'm most assured,
- Life I've lived, is a story of frozen laws,
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Medication that I'm taking prolongs the war,
But the tumour's too deep within my jaw,
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Look - pause - the family around me can't cope no more,
With the radiotherapy, needles & life support,
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Makes me insular, when shouting inshallah,
Makes me more angrier than Hezbollah listen....
Chorus: "It's the Burn Cycle, make me still viable, in this recital tear down all your idols, maniacal flow, rhyme speech pattern are vital, make me liable to combust at all rivals"
Verse 2:
I break bread - pause - drink white wine and bleed red,
Take dimazepam, blue pills to regulate the pain,
Wharferin, blood thinner, coagulate,
- pause -
Murderous enzymes, sickle cell and heightened states,
- pause -
Venn diagrams, with punctured diaphragms, and bowel cancer stricken disease and other plans,
It's the pain that I feel when the cells are re-hashing,
How dark is my future, Buddah Bless and Pray to Zarathustra,
No doubt still...
The Murderous ways, Cantakerous flows, The Cancer it grows, The more that it grows, The more that it hurts, it burns....
Chorus: "It's the Burn Cycle, make me still viable, in this recital tear down all your idols, maniacal flow, rhyme speech pattern are vital, make me liable to combust at all rivals"
Verse 3:
After birth, After life, After Christ,
And half my life hidden inside this mic device,
(Pause)
I'm barely well (pause) and I'm dying in this place I dwell,
Coz I Lost my tongue, hair and my sense of smell,
And my shoulders sag, (Pause) from the piss and the shit weighing down in this chlostomy bag,
The chronic fatigue, is killing me,
I'm ebbing away,
The doors to hell are shut,
God show me the waaaaay....
Cut like Valyrian steel, of many degrees and levels can't handle the real,
(Cha!)
My defence is the force I feel and if death wants to come, then its truth revealed...
(Whoa!)
Many minds question the heart of Dark Matter,
(pause)
Whilst cancer written deep in my blood splatter,
Teeth chatter,
(pause)
Shout the Devil from here to Valhalla,
Death now becomes me, watch my ashes scatter...
Chorus (Repeat)
credits
from Burn Cycle,
track released February 28, 2020
Executive produced by GUNSHOT and OG BULLDOG
Produced by OG BULLDOG
Vocals Records at Bleeding Ear Studios
Scratch cuts by DJ WOODY
Mixed, Engineerd & Mastered by DJ Prime Cuts
