Tony, The Swordsman – Metroidvania

From Blacksmiths 3: The Nexus https://tonytheswordsman.bandcamp.com… All Production, writing, mixing done by myself More from me https://linktr.ee/tonytheswordsman original beat by: Kami-O https://soundcloud.com/kami-o Lyrics: Endless scroll Maybe the end I’ll reach Before they hit my door to breach Then replay the…

Tony, The Swordsman - Metroidvania

Source

0
(0)

From Blacksmiths 3: The Nexus

https://tonytheswordsman.bandcamp.com…

All Production, writing, mixing done by myself
More from me
https://linktr.ee/tonytheswordsman

original beat by: Kami-O
https://soundcloud.com/kami-o

Lyrics:
Endless scroll
Maybe the end I’ll reach
Before they hit my door to breach
Then replay the story told
Rise again to run it before they apprehend
Maybe I’ll make it to the end

I’m a foul creature that wreaks of ripe ether
My rhymin opus speak
Collegics think refining my epos
Go from thesis to these fists
I don’t care how you identify
The moment you disrespect a love of mine
Bite the curb or your words Or I’ll X your history
Start far from stardom
Through this odyssey
Parts departed
Hit the repair
Now that one occupies what was once scarred in
Adjust to actual affection as I go farther in
Got sphinxes still trying to solve my riddles
While I strolled by thinking pitiful
After I was never meant for a pen
But crack code and got in
Knowing if I never made off my block
Still would’ve made a way to raise my stock
The half that made me Yaqui
Is the same reason I got last name I hated to carry
Lonesome journeys don’t worry
God got the other walkie talkie
I’m just Chiricahua Apache man
Before birth my existence was dammed
Now I’m working pan pots,
From lesson books
And before that was mops and construction Looks
It’s worth every move
Words from a knight to the rooks
A queen is worth sacrificing the king

The swordsman at 5’11
With thousands of piles of stanzas
Written above the clouds
So you know God read em
Vernacular speak immaculate
Whether puncturing sleeping sheep
With poignant deep heaps
Or non sequiturs
Never meant for the public eye
The bird already followed
But that’s a song you should’ve heard by now
My presence is hard to bottle
My history is hard to swallow.
Know even if I gain cheers
Plenty of jeers
Peers either dap or wish they could stab
Know content arcane so don’t blame those who drown in the flow
been tending my garden of chilies and aloe
The alloys came from every mental illness combined
To wear a mask as I roam
Strong in every step to ensure I return home.
If it wasn’t for this mic and time
I’d be quiet collected in mine
Posted with homies by the signs
No clicks or pages
Just a nobody for these agents
Not on any web to be caught
Just building anticipating the pop
Only see my mug on ones my wife post
Island of self stayed in note
So appreciate and patience please
This fashion was hard to ease

How useful was this post?

Click on a star to rate it!

Average rating 0 / 5. Vote count: 0

No votes so far! Be the first to rate this post.

As you found this post useful...

Follow us on social media!

We are sorry that this post was not useful for you!

Let us improve this post!

Tell us how we can improve this post?

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *