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taBUH​!​!​!

by BarbarianLunatic

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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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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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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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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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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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released January 15, 2023

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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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