Deluded Ego

[Plot]

Deluded Ego

The force is strong within you, beneath the muscle, tissue, sinew,
And as long as you keep fighting it, the struggle will continue..

While some call it talent, others say I’m challenged,
But when I weigh it all up, it’s just my mental imbalance.
They label me unstable, a cycle of split personas,
But frankly I’m unconvinced, Michael or Jehovah.
Just obsessed with rifles, bazookas, fixated with gun styles,
Thoughts turn grizzly, bear in mind imaginations run wild.
Neurosis, psychosis the siblings of my deranged brain child,
Directed by heavenly light, I'll remain the divine sun dial.
A solemn saintly messenger, alone to hear the righteous voices,
Spoken to me through the broken static and white noises.
Keeping alert and poised, to the poisons life trys to feed me,
It’s in the drinking water and all the shit advertised on TV.
Gods guiding my right choices, for the factors of my cauldron,
Identifying the impurities that are causing me my problems.
Heed the forsaken omen, before the turn towards the doldrums,
He exists between the coma dream and the waking moments.
I hear the message crisp and clear, despite my constant whistling,
But am careful not to think too loudly, psychics might be listening.
With half a mind to realize delirium that’s fantasized,
But one hand’s gripping sanity, while the other’s just unsanitised.
Doctors always trying to diagnose, annoying me with favors,
Call it ‘paranoid delusion’ but they’re just out to get me, haters!
All claiming to be my savior, but cant rescue me from death near,
From unsound minds, all calls for help just fall upon deaf ears.

[Natalia Silva]

While some call it talent, others say I’m challenged,
But when I weigh it all up, it’s just my mental imbalance.
They label me unstable, a cycle of split personas,
But frankly I’m unconvinced, Michael or Jehovah.
.......


Doctors always trying to diagnose, annoying me with favors,
Call it ‘paranoid delusion’ but they’re just out to get me, haters!
All claiming to be my savior, but cant rescue me from death near,
From unsound minds, all calls for help just fall upon deaf ears.




Great way to start and end... man this was Flawless Rawness... great multies, nice structure, easy read, this was dope homie, keep postin drops, I wanna see what else you got! Props!

[dreaming_awake]

Damn I think I caught the flu just from readin this shit
I don't think I can even pick my favorite bars the whole damn thing was wild as fuck

"Just obsessed with rifles, bazookas, fixated with gun styles,
Thoughts turn grizzly, bear in mind imaginations run wild.
Neurosis, psychosis the siblings of my deranged brain child,
Directed by heavenly light, I'll remain the divine sun dial."

that right there has to be my fav part though just cuz of the grizzly bear play definitely feelin it and keepin an eye out for you other shit man

[Plot]

Thanks for the fb. favors returned

[Tactixx]

Nice rhymscheme and multi's on this piece, flowed nicely. the verse had some intersting and fresh metaphors in there and some relatable comparable insights and similies..shows some definate ability and promise..Enjoyable read man...peace..

[SHOK-VAL-U]

The force is strong within you, beneath the muscle, tissue, sinew,
And as long as you keep fighting it, the struggle will continue..
^nice
While some call it talent, others say I’m challenged,
But when I weigh it all up, it’s just my mental imbalance.
They label me unstable, a cycle of split personas,
But frankly I’m unconvinced, Michael or Jehovah.
Just obsessed with rifles, bazookas, fixated with gun styles,
Thoughts turn grizzly, bear in mind imaginations run wild.
^niceeeeeeeee
A solemn saintly messenger, alone to hear the righteous voices,
Spoken to me through the broken static and white noises.
Keeping alert and poised, to the poisons life trys to feed me,
It’s in the drinking water and all the shit advertised on TV.
Gods guiding my right choices, for the factors of my cauldron,
Identifying the impurities that are causing me my problems.
Heed the forsaken omen, before the turn towards the doldrums,
He exists between the coma dream and the waking moments.
^niceeeeeee
I hear the message crisp and clear, despite my constant whistling,
But am careful not to think too loudly, psychics might be listening.
With half a mind to realize delirium that’s fantasized,
But one hand’s gripping sanity, while the other’s just unsanitised.
Doctors always trying to diagnose, annoying me with favors,
Call it ‘paranoid delusion’ but they’re just out to get me, haters!
All claiming to be my savior, but cant rescue me from death near,
From unsound minds, all calls for help just fall upon deaf ears.
^great ending

yooooooooo i never seen you write before! i must say in all honestly you are on a whole other level when you write an open mic,to when you battle,i'd say you should focus more on writing stuff like this rarther than battling,no offence,this piece had great fow,but not only that the lyrics were great,a good use of multies at times too,nice piece,i enjoyed reading it and i knew it was going to be good after reading the intro bar

GOOD WORK!

[Plot]

Thankyou for the fb will rtf.
Cancerous, I dont take my efforts in frontlines very seriously to tell you the truth man,
(I thought that would be evident by my name lol). I just dropped this piece in a league
battle on another site where it's not getting much attention so I thought I'd post it here.

[Plot]

upp

[Sw0ne]

Deluded Ego

The force is strong within you, beneath the muscle, tissue, sinew,
And as long as you keep fighting it, the struggle will continue..

While some call it talent, others say I’m challenged,
But when I weigh it all up, it’s just my mental imbalance.
They label me unstable, a cycle of split personas,
But frankly I’m unconvinced, Michael or Jehovah.
Just obsessed with rifles, bazookas, fixated with gun styles,
Thoughts turn grizzly, bear in mind imaginations run wild.
Neurosis, psychosis the siblings of my deranged brain child,
Directed by heavenly light, I'll remain the divine sun dial.
A solemn saintly messenger, alone to hear the righteous voices,
Spoken to me through the broken static and white noises.
Keeping alert and poised, to the poisons life trys to feed me,
It’s in the drinking water and all the shit advertised on TV.
Gods guiding my right choices, for the factors of my cauldron,
Identifying the impurities that are causing me my problems.
Heed the forsaken omen, before the turn towards the doldrums,
He exists between the coma dream and the waking moments.
I hear the message crisp and clear, despite my constant whistling,
But am careful not to think too loudly, psychics might be listening.
With half a mind to realize delirium that’s fantasized,
But one hand’s gripping sanity, while the other’s just unsanitised.
Doctors always trying to diagnose, annoying me with favors,
Call it ‘paranoid delusion’ but they’re just out to get me, haters!
All claiming to be my savior, but cant rescue me from death near,
From unsound minds, all calls for help just fall upon deaf ears.

the whole song was dope, what i have made look bold is what i liked the most yo

[Godwasheeeeeeeeeeeeere]

With half a mind to realize delirium that’s fantasized,
But one hand’s gripping sanity, while the other’s just unsanitised.
Doctors always trying to diagnose, annoying me with favors,
Call it ‘paranoid delusion’ but they’re just out to get me, haters!

thats so fuckin raw dawg

this whole piece was fuckin nasty prolly best piece ive read thus far in here in the last few days i been peepin em

u joke round in battle section, i see u wasnt playin wit this

[Cody Nash]

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