Here is a piece that is more dark and melancholy, than the previous. Overall this one is just plain evil (hahaha). Nothing serious, but I was just exploring my boundaries and seeing what would come to mind. Some of the music I listen to is dark and heavy hip-hop, but the reason for it is because of the lyrical content. Once again its nothing serious, but I would like to have some constructive criticism on this one also: Ive thought what if I were goto Great Falls intoxicated its been debated these thoughts are most often situated not complicated cause then it would work out my inner communication is thorough and often thought out i like to wonder in labyrinths of thoughts in my spare time whats drugs I abuse and what if I committed a crime no need for Sublime but the music can be soothing walking a tight rope living life and taking death can be confusing all my life i feel like im too disassociated and I need to open up but anxiety holds my tounge but now im just a dislocated shoulder waiting to be popped back in but where to begin cause if it happens once it will surely happen again I wonder if I died would it bring a tear to my friends eyes I pay dues for my selfishness and my selfish lies never thought i would think this but I wanna die it would save me from the descison of advancing and leaving others behind but if i slit my wrist i can goto hell and getting on death row will put im in a jail cell the vicious cycle called life is filled with disgust thats why i need my green laced with that angel dust getting wet will keep me distant from the mind my body will do the same so the spirt is delusional and devine keep the thoughts locked in the bottle but sparingly release to keep the peace within beast cause my heart creeks with veins that pump nothing but rhythm cause the black in me is hate jus call it racism but the truth lays within the heart to be specific i can speak in the devils tounge jus with the change of lyric...
I know I need some work on my wordplay and metaphors, but I wanna know what else would help make me a better lyricist. Here is one of my several works that I have written in my spare time. There is no definite subject behind the verse. Let me know what I should do next time I feel the need to write: We make moves faster than the hour glass every second that ticks and the hours that pass my intelect grows stronger everytime that we cross paths and when we do that, you continue to fail constantly frail, you break faster than weak minds in jail now lets not forget that you messing with the best no bullet proof, cause violence does not measure my success I wanna be remembered like Tupac Biggie but I dont wanna known as them, cause my name is Ricky and I quick-ly deteriorate minds of the weak once I infect the first I manifest become stronger and seek out the niggas that plaque the fans with nonsense but what these dudes do not know is there in my territory and my game is non-sense no accomplice to murder, cause I got you watchin ya ass like Good Burger you flip burgers to get studio time education is key and im rocking the lanyard, so I got mine its like the Pharcyde, time is passing me by niggas kill and deceive one another and im asking why do we continue to commit suicidal genocide but when we ask for reperations they said no, we said why? 'cause we constantly bad choices that result in niggas being picked up by coroners in hoisters but it seems like were the glitch in the system .....we called the Obama Geek Squad to come and fix them