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No Lie

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  1. My Rhymes define Infinence /throwing lyrical incroments in murder incidents/

    in a certain instance im sending your body to the morgue of homicide divisions/

    on the autopsy table making incisions/

    digging for the truth trying to find the motive for the murderers decisions/

    visions of a murderous death the answers have risen/

    of the missing of the fake people feeding us fiction/

    as the police moved to the suspects building is home looked to be worth a half a million/

    in the sun his cars paint job would drastically change colors like a chameleon/

    we rang the door bell the sound sounded like the deceased voice screaming/

    for the truth but through the truth the lie has concealed its true meaning./

    As he opened the door he appeared to be 5 foot 11 /

    through his eyes he had more then thoughts of a predicate felon/

    he had a good motive but the personality of a manequin/

    threw our eyes we saw calmness in his head lays the mind of a mad man/

    was this murder tha result of money jus trying to make a fast grand/ or the results of a jealous man /

    posseseed by evil and the doing of his past plans/

    the devils rituals in a sonogram made up by fires in trash cans/

    we worked further into the case/

    for now the suspect has a mask full of guesses not quite yet a face

    To Be Continued........

  2. My Rhymes define Infinence /throwing lyrical incroments in murder incidents/

    in a certain instance im sending your body to the morgue of homicide divisions/

    on the autopsy table making incisions/

    digging for the truth trying to find the motive for the murderers decisions/

    visions of a murderous death the answers have risen/

    of the missing of the fake people feeding us fiction/

    as the police moved to the suspects building is home looked to be worth a half a million/

    in the sun his cars paint job would drastically change colors like a chameleon/

    we rang the door bell the sound sounded like the deceased voice screaming/

    for the truth but through the truth the lie has concealed its true meaning./

    As he opened the door he appeared to be 5 foot 11 /

    through his eyes he had more then thoughts of a predicate felon/

    he had a good motive but the personality of a manequin/

    threw our eyes we saw calmness in his head lays the mind of a mad man/

    was this murder tha result of money jus trying to make a fast grand/ or the results of a jealous man /

    posseseed by evil and the doing of his past plans/

    the devils rituals in a sonogram made up by fires in trash cans/

    we worked further into the case/

    for now the suspect has a mask full of guesses not quite yet a face

    To Be Continued........

  3. When i smoke i get the pleasures of happiness ive never felt

    its like i finally got a grasp on life somethin ive never held

    dwelled on tha past so much my cards were dealt my rhymes

    real my words heart felt i only speak the truth these are the stories i tell

    haha i can remember when i was younger gettin beat with the belt

    without reasonable doubt im aiming for greatness this is what its all about

    No lie

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