Rise Up

I took some time off
just had some trouble rhyming
but I'm back now
I'm not finished rebelling
This shit's scary
but action conquers fear
and every bit of new truth discovered is revolutionary
So it's time to rise up
time to get our voices heard
I don't think I can put up
with anymore corruption
Our Country was founded because of it, anc it needs to end
This anger inside of me just got realeased, like an eruption
The Constitution wasn't meant to bent
but it's being twisted and torn
because of power and greed
It's time for a new rebellion to form
But too many people are blind to the truth
They're still caught up in the lies
They just can't see the truth
that's right in front of their eyes

The Asylum

You are about to enter the asylum
You might want to turn and run
And I am the king
Hatchet held high and Faygo in hand
All part of my master plan
I have formed an empire
One forged in fire
Right next to hell and a place not named
Here the beasts run free

Butthurt Mother Fuckers- Lucifer Angel

They call me Lucifer
because I kill these fuckers
who walk around acting butthurt
Inside me lives a beast
piss me off and it gets released
Try me bitch I slit your throat
and stand there laughing as you choke
Now that's all I have to say
I'll save the rest for another day;

Sick

I am tired of all this fucking drama.
Why are people so stupid?
I swear if one more person talks shit,
They're going to end up with serious head trauma.
Whatever happened to Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect?
You don't have to fucking agree,
But when will everyone see,
that more than one person can be correct?
Why is there all this hate?
Especially over music?
That's one thing I don't get.
Why does nobody understand that more than one artist can be great?
And then there's the haters of Juggalos,
Who hate the family and the lifestyle.
To them I say,"Here's my shoes, try to walk a fucking mile,
bet you can't, so stop talking shit about things you don't know.

Look To The Sky (Alone)

Here I am, writing again,

just wishing things could go back to the way they've always been.

It's times like this when I feel like my one true friend,

is a piece of paper and a pen.

Because whenever I get close to someone,

I find out that they were putting up a front.

That they're just like everyone else,

full of lies, excuses, and unable to confront themselves.

So I find myself asking, "Why?",

as I sit and look to the sky. Why do I try?

When all I get is lies...