Vic One

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My chain of memories are like horror stories and movies that shock traumatically/ vividly paint pictures timidly/ directly through your brain stream/ when I blink my past tendencies/ to reign supreme was my dream/ the interfering demons was just reality/ need to proofread the prophecy/ the policy/ is as equivalent to my heart's scream/ my fiery speech/ begging G-O-D please/ thousands of nights was on my knees/ not carnally like giving orally/ but mentally and physically/ became my history/ the soul is mechanical... in a material world.... now watch it turn/ til it finally burns/ turning humans into worms/ tortorous wiggles and squirms/ if any rapper claiming their scripts is fire/ i'll re-tire....just to wake up again on my resurrection/ eliminate their reflection/ talking to ghosts on the mirror from display walls inscribed with wonderful secrets/ my poems considered from the pyramids to Dino skeletons and great books... plus arts beautifulest pieces/ a subliminal perception.. no elephants in the room/ to spark the contreversy.. I'll ignite my incense with the fumes/ V-I the most explosive/ ferecious/ notorious and glorious/ write metaphors for warriors/sending notices to every rappers door/ evicting your bitches.. busting your hoar/ about two shots or more/ and I talking slugs/ man these ngz like some bed bugs/ I want em extinguished/ man the game must be distinguished....my gold eyes became universal like English... ...So I'm fanning the flames.... By blazing a trail... Flare up motherfucker's now it's time for Hell.