Karismatic - Tears on her pillow. Vers 1 bara.
Tja! Detta är en låt jag spelade in igår, vill posta vers 1 o få lite kritik.
Och ja, det är jag som är karismatic de är bara fel på att "aktivera" mitt andra konto här.
Vers 1 :
it's the same ol' story with a debatable twist to it
influenced by personal experience that i create in my music
see i was never the type to be sensetive about matters
emotions never captured so i was often called a bastard
but i guess that's my surreal life underneath all the illusions
mental movements that could leave ya with physical bruises
make ya feel useless like a arrowless remedial cupid
create fusion, i aint brainwashed just call me revolution
n´ if God ever tries to interfere with my spiritual redemption
to prove a lesson i'ma chop off a angels head and fuck him
no act i just rap about what resides inside my dome
emotionally alone, so my feelings died n´ passed on
like the spirit of the greatest warrior dying from friendly fire
call me the pacificer that will twist you in jagged wires
rip your tounge out with a pliar and throw in i a deep friar
rap scheams for hire that will sorround your soul in fire
Peace, Karismatic.
Ay Homie I'm RAW Spell It Backwards Cuz Thats What I Bring. . . .
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