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A woman once asked me
"Who are you?",
I said to her:
"How kind of you."
She looked at me
her eyes were sad
I packed my things
without a word.
I had lost it;
thought she knew.
She just flossed it,
my teeth were through.
Cleaned the rubble
from underneath
left the bubble
"What do you see?"
asked a friend of mine.
I looked at him
and answered "good"
I told him I had seen a flood
of monsters
of suited men
of lying shits
of under-lings
poison drugs
they filed dis-ease
noble thugs
marketing CORONA
stealing TAX
thieves in tux
expensive cars
paid by money
from the slums
ASTONISHED!
that was his look
He looked at me
and then he shook.
I had seen it
a million times
that look of his
confronting crimes
of the people
that he had fed
how would he cope?,
if I was dead,
but I wasn't.
I was alive.
I told him so
and he felt fine.
I then whispered
some words of truth
these lying cheats
are gone for good.
They were captured,
their crimes revealed
by folks like us
that GATES got smeared
with his own filth
with plenty shame
nobody worshiped
now his name.
He was done for.
Just like that MUSK
he found no life
lost in the dusk
Chasing aliens
pretentious good
destroying nature
KISS MY FOOT.
I had slain him
with my words
Corona lies now
drenched in turds
from the people
that ate them up
digested them
and gave them up
The story thus ended
I told it in rhyme
and here you see
I am still fine
noone killed me
their threat unmasked
their fear undone
I did my task
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Gather Round
04:44
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State sanctioned Artist
on the Mike
They leave me be
decidedly
'cause they are
afraid of me.
You see?
I say what exposed'em
I tell them what is right.
Turds in their faces
How come the mob is quiet?
How come you all are silent?
Why is it me?
Speaking all this truth for thee?
You are cowards
in piles of shit
Instead of dancing
groveling
unmindless business
state of the art
the camera running
a silent fart
Did you get it?
It made no sense
I should have warned you
no offense
This man is crazy
determined not to quit
my vision hazy
I've looked at too much shit
I keep you busy
you won't know what I did
You are too lazy
at least from where I sit
Busy making turds
straight from hell
my stench has reached you
your nostrils
they quit
congratulations
I smile in the dark
these verses are verseless
Where did it start?
Where did it end?
Let it fade out.
Confusion got banned
No more sales now
Life was cheap
we're drowning in corpses
Widows weep
politicians have warped it
a portal to hell
covered in blood
merciless men
and women uncut
censorship ended
seeing what is
believing no stories
the devil has kissed
I stand where I am
I say what I want
I demand justice
for corruption
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Explicit Advice
04:33
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Caesar once had
a dream for Rome
now we are driving
rims made from chrome
the mindless are plenty
fucking their wives
dean on the internet
tortured lives
spanking asses
fucking cunts
spilling guts
FUCKED UP sluts
analingus,
please go away
PornHub fucked you
why did you stay?
Bad example!
Exploiting youth
filthy shit
from anuses
darkest spirits
hyped online
loosing patience
online crime
sex is sacred
you think it cool
to sell your anus
make them drool
make them want you
leave us be
Our children have no need for thee.
We want free-dom
We want LIFE.
I hope you won't
teach this your child.
Please be no mother
leave it be
your anus has no womb!
You see?
Can you take it?
Do you know?
Your life is one disgusting show.
You think you're hidden
wear a mask
I've seen your eyes
unveiled at last
Leolulu
you are gone
Drop your lies
he lost his wife
you lost your husband
fucking whores
you started sweet
now you are porn
MySweetApple
leave it be
I know your life
is fake
not free
Behind the camera
is no love
you started filming
you are lost.
You cannot trick
for I have seen
your eyes are true
please intervene
leave this asshole
safe your self
stop with filming
find someone else
and love him
no more fuck
no more porn
GO!
seize your luck!
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Subliminality
10:19
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My rhymes are chimes
are kind
are bad
are something
you have never had
I see you lurking
from afar
afraid of freedom
door ajar
anvil broken
no more strength
ant-hill-token
chains of sense
ref:
My rhymes are subliminal
that's what I see
They want you uncritical
come sing with me
Ad-Ver-Tisement
has you fooled
hiding messages
inside schools
whispers in your ear
nourishing your fear
devils and sorcerers
ensnare your mind
They want to keep me quiet
by acting kind
of saintly
while from the backs
they resent me
ref:
My rhymes are subliminal
that's what I see
They want you uncritical
come sing with me
I spoil their secrets
I tell you how you can get freedom
They turned you to a sow
they fed you blood in chocolate
Milka no more cool
This shit is a disaster
Their poison makes you drool
Sub-Sub-Subliminal
What does that mean?
It means they're hiding voices
until no longer seen
it means they stole your freedom
by lying through their teeth
it means they want your boredom
it isn't what it seems
They hide inside commercials
they whisper in your ears
They want you see their bullshit
to get into your head
I've heard a million voices
but none of them made sense
they screamed for my attention
they lurked inside my chest
they hid inside my testicles
I worked to loose those pests
ref:
My rhymes are subliminal
that's what I see
They want you uncritical
come sing with me
Many a night
lay awake with a fright
had no-where to hide
I was cursed with the sight
What a blessing
a useful tool
Some thing to do
a second chance
I dared to glance
at hell
and here is something new
I find it cool at times
and sometimes bad
I learned to deal
it drove me mad
INSANE
now I am back
they worship me,
but I am sad
I want silence
I cannot stop
I must go on
or else I rot
So I defecate
into this song
I shit my pants
I market wrongs
I settle scores
I treat my sores
cannot ignore
my instinct
I do Rapé
I wish an end to all this
STUFF
with snuff
from the amazon
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bLACK and YELLoh!
07:31
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ref: I sit in my room and I listen
To some of the sadness inside
I see fake smiles in the distance
I look in the mirror think: VILE
There is nothing
That I can't complain about
I tried fasting,
but I can't complain about
empty stomachs
too much
I tried writing
doesn't do the trick
also painting
seems to make me sick
masturbation
is a lonely road
contemplation'
s getting bored
I'm shook
I have failed here
I have lost my track
haunting voices
cannot stop
step back
from my choices
There is no escape
eat no Gluten
but still I feel half dead
Now I'm rhyming
Fill this page with words
I feel better
empty gut
no turds
I would stop here
only I cannot
If I stop here
empty bullets shot.
I can't see it
no more happy me
no more smiles
I am sad, you see?
I have lost her.
She is out of reach.
ref: I sit in my room and I listen
To some of the sadness inside
I see fake smiles in the distance
I look in the mirror think: VILE
Sadness engulfs me like a blanket
every day
same day
no day
dry haze
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BarbarianLunatic Germany
My name is Christopher Reusch and I have a very broad background. I am an artist in all kinds of fields and my main driver
is self-improvement and spirituality. My goal is o be the best version of my self that I can be and I like to challenge my self in all kinds of fields. Please consider buying an album if you like it. Thanks!
www.christopher-reusch.com
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