If you don't like accents, get the FUCK out of here, this is for hip hop heads, not for idiots that cherish accents over accents, rather than someones content and talent. That is by far the biggest bitch move in the history of hip hop when you dismiss talent for someone's accent. Seriously, keep representing what a bunch of idiots America and Canada represents, with your "I cream my pants over american accents" "logic". The rest of the world has adapted a open mind when we discuss hip hop, and we tend to keep hip hop worldwide, yet you fan boys are falling behind and only keep hip hop "national", yeah fuck your ignorance. - You don't like it very much, do you? When someone sheds the truth on you scumbags. You idiots that are thinking this is too long for you to read, aka fucks that don't like reading knowledge, fuck off.
Some of you are making extremely ignorant and annoying comments, it's pissing me off cause you guys are saying some dumb ass shit. They can't make songs? It's time to prove you non knowing motherfuckers wrong. What the fuck have you even heard, to be talking shit? Next time, listen, examine, and then base your opinion, idiots. First of all I would like to say...
State Of Lunacy, their debut album. They don't know how to write songs? LOL okay. Listen and examine to the following songs. No they are not their "punchline/horrorcore songs", these are songs with meanings, songs about life. I couldn't find the lyrics to these songs, I wanted to post the lyrics, but I couldn't find it and I'm going to show you numerous songs, so it's not like I'm gonna type out the lyrics, just for you lazy fucking people. Listen and examine.
Meaningful/Real Life Songs:
Lost - This song is about the government aswell as about the haunted lifes of the less fortunate people that are forever in a never ending struggle to live.
Test of Faith - This song is about religion and god. A perspective from a person that believes in religion and god, and a person that doesn't. K Block, you will like this song.
Holding On - This song is about their life, the fight to keep on going when all is breaking, the title speaks for the song's content. Rich folks, sorry, this is not for you.
Lyrical/Straight Damaging The Beat Type of Songs:
Ground Zero - First song off the album and they come out swinging.
Multiplicity - Multi madness.
Unreasonable ft. Diabolic - They embarrassed Diabolic on this song.
Poison Penmanship - The legendary song off this album, Possessed shows why he is the best.
Attitude Problem ft. Copywrite - Once again, another top underground MC from USA to get beat.
Iller Instinct - Lyricism manslaughter, another song showing off their untouchable skills.
Horrorcore Songs:
Straight Jacket Part I ft. Reain
Straight Jacket Part II ft. Reain
Stark Raving Genius - This song is the evilest of them all.
Song For The Smokers:
Smoke Screens & Pipe Dreams
But they don't know how to write songs, right? They only write "horrorcore" songs, right? Go kill yourselves, you just got served.
Now... It is time for their second album. Solitary Confinement. Another masterpiece Hip Hop album. This time, luckily their lyrics for this album is all on their website so I will make your eyes bleed from all the reading you are about to do. Fuck with me. Haha, I'm kidding, I will only post the best songs from this album. The whole album is nuts, there's no reason to post it all. I already proved you numbnuts wrong, by showing you proof that they can write "songs".
Best Written Songs:
Next Level
[Verse 1: Possessed & Psiklone]
When the fists fly your face is the landing strip
Rock your boat and your teeth will abandon ship
On sulphuric acid trips
Catch my drift and get dragged under the mid Atlantic ridge
Anti-philanthropist, antagonist
You rappers with no punches - clench your pacifists
RA anarchists
And if you don't know the ropes then I’ll make sure you get the hang of it
Fuck SWAT defences
Re-spawn below my enemy, block the entrance and lock the exits
I'm not what God intended, non compos mentis
Blasphemous, to hell with the consequences
Ninja that channels chi
Jumping across rooftops spitting crow bars at Brandon Lee
Just after you battle me
You’ll hear 'Finish Him' before I execute the fatality
Man of no humanity
Show me the full moon and I’ll show you full proof of lycanthropy
Insanity
Hollowed out human heads hang from my haunted house on Halloween
Amputee
Write bars with disembodied hands and feet like thing from the Adams Family
Living catastrophe
Began to levitate as I disproved the existence of gravity
Assassinate presidential candidates
Have their heads impaled on my palace gates
Bathe in gamma rays
As a baby you played with rattles, I played with rattle snakes
I fire arms and hand grenades
Screaming faces are reflected in my metallic blade
Blood boils and evaporates
At rapid rates and comes crashing back as acid rain
[Verse 2: Possessed & Psiklone]
My vocals shatter window panes
Inhale so hard the broken shards reconstruct in the frame
Shake hands and they disintegrate
Tattooed with asylum blueprints in case of prison breaks
I walked out the back door like Billy Hayes
Imitate the killings at camp Crystal Lake
Rebuilt Rome in a single day
Aim to eliminate all living trace of religious faith
In a fit of rage
I throw a discus with such force it won’t fall till the next Olympic Games
Pissing in the wind of change
Torture methods to my madness - I bring the pain
Breathe and stop
Take me with a pinch of salt and 100 litres of tequila shots
[Hold up] grab a gallon of cold blood
A packet of Pro Plus, back them and go nuts
Look but don't touch
Throw punches with the strength of silverbacks - knock out your gold fronts
War machine
My voice don't just stimulate ear drums it awakens dormant genes
Run towards the sea
Before we reach the shore the water forms as steam before our feet
[Concrete jungle] I walk the streets
And free fall asleep from the tallest trees like autumn leaves
Sole survivor of a dead chain gang
Drag the other carcasses across a wasteland
Next level, make a change to game plan
My brain scan results are the same as the Rain Man's
Psychotic compulsions and urges
Spit on your grave ‘til the corpse floats to the surface
Realize what I wrote in my verses
So my existence negates the phrase 'nobody's perfect'
[Bridge]
Yeah we back again, yeah we back again
Back to back again back to back - RA
Yeah we back again, yeah we back again
Back to back again back to back - RA
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The Art of Raw
[Verse 1: Possessed]
Got off to a flying start
Manoeuvring two hijacked jets into Isengard
Catch a lightning charge
And any sand that’s beneath my feet solidifies to glass
I’m insane
My lion heart roars from behind the bars of my rib cage
A formidable force
Got two souls and they fight for control of my physical form
Tighten the rope
Commit suicide and scare you to death from the sight of my ghost
My right hand has a mind of its own
At night I wake to find it holding knives to my throat
Fuck mics all I need is one knife
To cut lives short, contract killer - unsigned
Vampiric blood type
Make you throw up the knots in your stomach to leave you tongue tied
[Verse 2: Psiklone]
My sick life's worse than worst death
Dashed a flick knife at the midwife before I took my first breath
Rising stars
Burn the planet till it turns to ashes with a magnifying glass
Reverse down the righteous path
My saliva’s fundamental to tranquilizer darts
Flashbacks to a violent past
Last time I saw and eye sore I sawed my eyes in half
Take drugs with no conscience
Pupils dilate like columbine killers with slow watches
The Christ corpse hangs up in my house
Free running without my feet touching the ground
Minotaur lost in the maze
So high when I throw us both off a cliff we'll go opposite ways
Fuck physical harm
I’d psychologically rip you apart but my rhymes'll probably split you in half
[Chorus]
It’s my time in this, my time
My time my time in this, we get raw
It’s my time to spit, my time
My time my time to spit we get raw
It’s my time in this, my time
My time my time in this, we get raw
It’s my time to spit, my time
My time my time to spit we get raw
[Verse 3: Possessed]
If my name is put in a verse
You frame is put in a hearse and layed six foot in the dirt (Word)
Seven stars in my right hand
Highlander lifespan, burn stacks of Mein Kampf
Psiklone and Possessed
Raise the bar ‘till every one we drop is over your head
Annville style, broken your neck
You are wack mediocre at best - NEXT!
[Verse 4: Psiklone]
Under the streets, hunting for meat
I'll turn a blind eye, into one that can see
Split identity crisis
I’m stepping in cyphers with the breath control of adrenalin divers
On a path to supremacy
The universe expands into empty parts of my memory
At the speed I’m moving
Within several seconds I undergo eons of natural evolution
[Repeat Chorus]
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Solitary Confinement
(We the dawn of a new species, adapt or perish...)
[Verse 1: Possessed]
I’m born invincible and second to none, desolate one
Putting out lit cigarettes on my tongue
Plant my flag in Mount Doom
Put my money where my mouth is and raise my face value
Your talk is cheap, doped up on Thorazine
Spit one time for your mind like the thought police
In my prime till I die
I'll “Dial M for Murder” now your life’s on the line
Swear by the whites of my eyes
That the imagery I’m bringing is so vivid it gives sight to the blind
Christ the divine
My brain is a smart bomb, combined with Oppenhiemer design
Mind blowing, samurai ronin
Sleep with my third eye open (scoping)
Candles are played out
On my next birthday, make a death wish then blow my brains out
[Chorus: Psiklone]
Eleven Letters never get it confused, we better than you
(Independent) Yeah the legends are true
This here, “Solitary Confinement”
Alone in this mental asylum
Eleven Letters never get it confused, we better than you
So start spreading the news
This here, “Solitary Confinement”
Alone in this mental asylum
[Verse 2: Psiklone]
Straight out of London - crazy motherfucker named Psiklone
From a mad clan of savage insane psychos
Nasty bastard
In your local morgue dancing with a frozen corpse just to get the party started
I don't hold microphones
Closed my eyes and told the mic to float with mind control
Exit earth climbing lightning bolts
Rappers got no backup like broken Sky remotes
Destiny’s physical form
Chalk outlines for murder scenes minutes before the victims were born
Force vivid subliminal thoughts
I strangled my Siamese twin with the umbilical cord
Bury your head in desert sands
Link words that rhyme in my verse and draw webs of connecting pentagrams
Stretch imaginations on torture racks
Jump up mid-autopsy asking for my organs back
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 3: Skirmish]
Let’s enter inside “Solitary Confinement”
Sentenced to life in this mental asylum
Hell spawn
We amongst the 13 ghosts between the 14th and the 12th floor
Ahead of my time an intelligent mind
That everything that I know is self taught
Without R.A no way you can spell raw
Mentally disturbed signs hanging on my cell door
Marked the game with carved initials
We perfected the art, you perfected the artificial
Impossible to restore my faith
I’m negative, forever live in war and hate
Born insane in the mind
I’m so far gone, so say your goodbyes
Best to leave now
Or pay with your life, when I bid you farewell to the flesh, you rest in peace out
[Repeat Chorus]
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Axe of Violence
[Verse 1: Possessed]
Wake up and smell the bodies, can you take the stench?
I was born to kill like David Webb
Live on house on haunted hill
Where heretics burn at the stake like a Foreman grill (Ill)
Death defying
My spirit is Satan’s most sought after collector’s item
Rule universe and beyond
Got a poetic license to kill, word is my bond
(Fire at will) shoot off at the mouth
Connor McCloud bringing Apocalypse Now
Want the same deal that was offered to Faust
Got present’s screaming “Officer Down!”
It’s every man for himself
I’m Gambit, hit the deck when I play the hand I was dealt
Explosion,
My opponents talk tough, but wouldn’t harm a Jeff Goldblum
[Verse 2: Psiklone]
I beat the odds 'till I'm breaking even
A raging demon, driving crucifixes into pagan heathens
Typhonic raining season
Free fall without my heart rate increasing or a change in my pace of breathing
Skin coated in solar panels
Absorb the sun's energy, radiate golden shadows
Colder than frozen polar mammals
Faster than bows and arrows and bullets leaving revolver barrels
Rush back for revenge
Speed camera screen apertures cave in and shatter the lens
Hang upside down inside a churches steeple
Suspended in pits of hypodermic needles
[My saliva burns cathedrals to sand]
Write two different verses at the same time with each of ma hands
Born an unstoppable force
A tropical storm, freestyling the oracle's thoughts locked in a hospital ward
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Broken Window
[Verse 1: Psiklone]
My name is Dean Emit, victim of a serious mistake
Diagnosed as clinically insane
Sectioned, imprisoned and detained
The last thing I remember I was being physically restrained
First sensed something was amiss
Noticing the other inmates had cuts across their wrists
My trust in the nurses hesitated
Instantly ceased taking medication [Waiting]
They segregated selective mental patients
I once caught a glimpse of the room where they’d take them
Reasons why remain undisclosed
A hundred volts straight to the victim’s frontal lobes
Disguised as medical tests
Vulnerable people were being sentenced to death
[This is beyond madness] I had to escape
Spent night and day racking my brain
Insomniac, but I had no solid plan
One day in group therapy, eventually lost my rag
[Is this some kind of sick joke?]
Next thing I knew, a doctor pushed me straight through a window
Awoke later in my bed, as my mind cleared
A pain in my side sparking the idea
Tied up without side effects
Shook loose the undetected shard of glass from behind my vest
Heart pounding inside my chest
Managed to slice my restraints, fell down beside my bed
Stood up, pulled off the ceiling’s iron mesh
Climbed the winding vent entangled in spider webs
Exited down a flight of steps
Ditched my hospital gown so the dogs won’t find the scent
Felt the cold wind on my face
Blinded by the moonlight, my mental prison escape
[Verse 2: Possessed]
His name was Doctor Emit institutionalised
For committing the most unusual crimes
Torturing patients numerous times
‘Till one escaped, brought the truth to the light
Losing his mind but kept it top secret
Unnecessary methods of shock treatment
No waiting list kept going till the power died
Or the patient did, which ever came first
He was a slave to his hunger within
Tied them up sewed razors under their skin
Eyes void of emotion
When asked why he did it, he just said the voices had spoken
Insane, locked in a cell
Dementia in control of all knowledge of self
Day to day he’d yell about the crimes
Like he didn’t do them and they’re still taking place
Swimming in the depths of depression
Volatile, living on the edge of aggression
Never did get a confession
(Flipped out) during a routine group therapy session
When asked “are you scared of the past?”
He jumped up by the window put his chair through the glass
Demented look in his face
Guards took him away put him to bed fully restrained
Didn’t bother drugging him up
The next morning they walked in and saw him covered in blood
Should’ve known from behaviour patterns
That this was a suicide waiting to happen
Life he came to hate with a passion
Shard to the wrist, fatal attraction
Examining the evil deed
There it was on the floor the jagged killer that didn’t flee the scene
Broken Window
[4 x Outro]
Window to the soul, broken
Now his ghost is out in the open
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The 'N Word'
(N, The N is nigh, It’s now or never)
[Verse: Possessed]
I’m negative nether world native
Nirvana nemesis, put necks in nooses not necklaces
Navigate NebaKanezer ship
Neo, so shots from nickel-plated nines never hit
Ninth gate novelist
Necromancer, raise Napoleon from my necropolis
Non-descript nameless nomad
The nightmare referred to in Nostradamus’s notepads
(Nexus) no nationality
Play noughts and crosses, as I knock nails in the Nazarene
Naturally there’s no one nicer than me
As I nap my zees are rotated ninety degrees
Sunk navy deeper than Neptune
Neutralize your next of kin, neighbours, nieces and nephews
A nocturnal ninja network
Notice I never needed to say the notorious ‘N Word’
[Chorus]
‘N Word’ never need to say it
Don’t believe it, then rewind it and replay it
Nefarious, neurotic narrator
I’m not naughty (Nah) I’m nasty by nature
‘N Word’ never need to say it
Don’t believe it, then rewind it and replay it
Nefarious, neurotic narrator
I’m not naughty (Nah) I’m nasty by nature
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And for you clowns that are going to say, those are mostly "horrorcore" songs, here's the lyrics to the following real songs that you idiots haven't heard, yet talk shit. Read and examine.
This is Where
I Know
Don't Wanna Be
Life Support
Did this for all you idiots that don't give proper hip hop a chance because of someones "accent". You clowns don't know what creativity or greatness is, next time shut your mouths. Don't open it unless you have examined the subject.
PS: Fuck any Rhyme Asylum hater, you are hating gods of rap.
To all my fellow Rhyme Asylum followers, keep it real fam, you guys know the deal.
Case dismissed.
