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METHOD TO THE MADNESS
Some May Say I Sway off Topic. Other people, They Say Stop It! A-Life album I Say Cop It, but it'll be you that's out of pocket. You cashed your chips just to hear my rocket, fuel. Sod it fool, here, have this CD, its on me, the best thing you could cop for free. To hear my woes and how I rose from only Dog-knows where my mind got closed, and shut down, like a crime scene, but now, my mind's so clean, detoxed and sheened. The caffeine hits something in me, until my brain cells start racing around like a Mexican jumping bean. There's no longer this slump in me, I just feel like there's something in me that I wanna bring out that's pumping me. This adrenaline, this surge, this overpowering urge to mix words and make all my thoughts feel ten times worse. Some May say I'm Dangerous to a Stranger's ear, but the strangest fear and my biggest crime is that I didn't make the most of my time here, because I don't want to be rotting away in a dead-end job for nine years. My mind is light years ahead of the menial, inside of a time machine stored inside the Imperial. Away from the rat race and all the material, things that weigh me down so heavy that I feel I'm gonna drown in this hideous town. Surrounded by the insidious clowns that swim around inside my own crown. Some May Say that I Stray from the norm, and the jokes and the rhymes and the things that I say in the midst of the storm, coz I'm pissed and I'm torn, and this is the only outlet I'm born to wield, I use these words as my sword and shield, my force-field.