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Tactile the Rhymechild - The Time Has Come (T.R.C.I.C.) lyrics
consider this your last warning...the tangible one is coming start running, your only salvation is succombing let me hear you scream it's not the time to be silent i'm tired of patience it's time to be violent and they aint paying attention so ring the alarm and sound the siren with a flick of my tongue this is rappid fuckin firin lock away the liars and destroy the tyrants and take back the passion and divy out desire and i dont care how many willfully ignorant bastards parish mindful and awarenessequals a life you'll always cherish it's quite darish in the realm of this putrid ass society but their false piety's serverely in need of sobriety they cant quiet me my thoughts will thrive amoungst my every minion its your decision die or adapt to my visions and i'm not taking control i'm giving it back prepare your consciousness this is the tactile attack run for cover... and brace your mind you're about to be graced by one of a kind the time has come... the spirits have summoned i'm ready for war... the rhymechild's comin the rhymechilds comin... hummin your nerves dont proceed if your thoughts are easily disturbed the rhymechilds comin... hummin your nerves dont proceed if your thoughts are easily disturbed tactile the native known to bring absolute crazyness amazing with words rhymes and style to leave you praisen this craving this... ever changing flow and ill delivery, you hearing me? mc's shriver quiver... cause they're fearin me nearing me is worst than a suicidal gat burst your recited wack verse will land you in a fat hurst so take that curse and check my next hex spineless necks lead heads to rest and hit the decks no regrets, forget the sorrow and open your eyes start copin... be wise and stop showin despise inside... your mind elevates your thoughts and your purpose understand your potential and survive the circus you nervous? you should be it's the rhymechild supreme most complete being you've ever phuckin seen... indeed souls scream... savages rattle their cage no more battlin rage unleash the verbal mage run for cover... and brace your mind you're about to be graced by one of a kind the time has come... the spirits have summoned i'm ready for war... the rhymechild's comin the rhymechilds comin... hummin your nerves dont proceed if your thoughts are easily disturbed the rhymechilds comin... hummin your nerves dont proceed if your thoughts are easily disturbed relax.. i'm not hear to cause more pain just explain some things and ignite some change rearrange perception and challenge your mentality maybe then society will understand and challenge me rather than damage me, my brethren and my queens we have the means to rip reality at it's seams to redeem a true meaning in the life heaven swore taking more than insanity and painful chores souls tend to snore thru wisdom filled days only to remain doomed in meaningless moon rays who pays? when misery is often the focus luxury's a locust infesting the bliss our dreams show us it's meant to slow us but i'm thru with all the pain it's time our thoughts reigned and the media was drained no shame... acknowledge life and run wild on the day spreading knowledge and self, the rhymechild's on his way |
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