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Nigga back again
Self deprecating rap again
Los anderson he left
But still bereft
I feel like crap again
Friends lost, enemies made
money lost, no debt repaid
feeling lost and seeking graves
Misbehave but work like a slave
Hating everything I love
Loving everything I hate
Tell me can you relate
Knowing nothing and feeling fake
And I'm face to face with my destiny
Circumstances rejected me
Google search for the recipe
Seeing life more objectively
Hawk, I'm fly like i'm steven
Can't talk and barely breathing
I search for sleep in the evening
Afraid and don't know the reason
The end is near I done seent it
Destruction it looks so scenic
Castastrophe all this blasphemy
Who will rise like a phoenix
Yall make me feel like a genius
But I just think wit my penis
3 billion people are evil
How many folks come from venus
The morning star loosely listens
I'm flipping out in the kitchen
Losing all of my say so
Grew devil horns and a halo
I been feeling so conflicted like
Am I a good person or am I
Just another fuck niggah
Whassup
Put ya hands up nigga
Hands up nigga
Say wassup
Whassup
To a fuck nigga
Hands up
Whassup
To a fuck nigga
Hands up
Whassup
To a fuck nigga
Who am I
Iono maybe i'm tripping
Or maybe its just self deprecation
I'm facing
Or maybe its the lack of inspiration
Adjacent
I mean
Whassup
In this identity crisis
I pray to God I can fight it
My inner flame turn to cinder
Struggle so I can ig
No no no
This aint it
This aint it
Ok how about I just tell everybody
How much of an asshole
I actually am
The asshole is in me
Its coming out of my jimmy
Its screaming gimme more gimme
My actin could win an emmy
My rappin is just a gimmick
My finicky nature hates it
I'm posturing for the status
Fake til i'm the greatest but
Don't we all do that
Everybody who rap
Ain't how you make it
just be yourself
Who dat
I'm saying I hide my real feelings
So you all would like
If I said what I was really thinking
I bet you all would fight me
And I hate all I hate it
Basic bitches don't debate it
Mainstream
Whether its symptomatic
Pragmatism, it don't change things
My asshole-ism is hidden
Just below the surface
My behavior is glitch ridden
Tryna be so perfect
FEELING WORTHLESS
I been searching for my purpose
sitting in this church
Watching satan preach to pagans
While Juanita heals the hurt
And I been hurting
Feeling pain I didn't know the trigga
So the result was the introduction of
A fuck nigga
Whassup
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2. |
The Story
01:38
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This is the story
The moment of glory
A minute of blame
An hour of shame
The secret of life
The truth in a death
I wanna live right
How many days left
Gasp for a breath
Take me a breather
Talking to satan
The preacher, Juanita
Cold as a sore
My life is abreva
The tragedy hinges
On tracks like a train
I'm derailing, i'm failing
I'm sailing, i'm hidden in
Shadows i'm dealing wit pain
Going insane
Satan fuckin wit my brain
Preacher teachin never change
Demons claiming i'm deranged
Family calling every easter
Screaming curses more than peacha
Floating free within the ether
This is the story
the moment of glory
Singing hymns on the sunday choir
Sing of destruction, disaster and fire
lil ass boy, it was fear I aquired
from a fake ass pastor who follow desire
the congregated youth fill the pews for a liar
We only learn the truth on a funeral pyre
It's gon rain, Paranoia
These lies lead me to become a destroyer
the syncopated hatred of my colony starts
from the moment I was raised back in
colony park
I knew I had a problem
When my problem was dark
Fear of the void
I enjoyed like the covenant
Ark to the raiders
Say my prayers
I hope they reach they mark
pray
God please save me
A Naive baby
Doomed since his birth
Nine years after Eighty
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3. |
Oh Anderson
02:54
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4. |
The Story, Pt.2
02:00
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Just A lil nigga from
A small town in Sc
Felt a preachers lies
Sacreligion came to test me
Hellspawn in heaven's army
It always vexed me
Every night these demons
Would arrest me
Could feel it in my testes
Skim the surface like a jet ski
Quote the highlight specular
My life within the secular
Dealing wit no daddy there
Really wish he had a pair
Every night a nightmare
I do this on the regular
Assume that i'm sewing a seed
I act garbage
Every sin that i'm sowing indeed
Impacts harvest
Far from being the hardest
I hardened until I parted
Became a target
Closed minded and broken hearted
Often started but never finished
My life during high school
Cultivated a menace
Bent on playing by my rules
GOTDAMN
Sleep late and fuck classes
Lied to my teachers, pray to God
That I would pass this
Breaking rules for the fuck of it
Dark dreams as a teen I was stuck wit it
Road to perdition
Hoping and wishing
I become rich as a bitch
That's my mission
Fuck my inhibition
Fuck doing these dishes
Fuck prepping for college
Fuck ya superstition
Nigga I wishing that a nigga
Would step to me
Break em like a record in a
Second so immpeccably
But one night
It all changed
How did a life so plain
Gain so much strain
And become so strange
I'm estranged from my Father
But I know his voice
Fell asleep one night
And thus, began my plight
With my eyes wide shut
shut
Soul wide open
Open
Smoke filled room
and the buzz of a locust
Red
Red of the lotus
Trying to awaken
Heard a dark voice whisper
I AM SATAN
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5. |
Satan's Interlude
02:34
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6. |
10,000 Demons
03:23
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7. |
The Story, Pt.3
01:15
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Rebelling for rebellion's sake
But wait
Levy destruction in my wake
And hate
Any nigga wit more on his plate
That's fake
A robot i'm locked like carl lake
His elbows
In circles
I spin it chappelle show
Steady tryna copy pharell flow
I'm 16 getting stood up
Steady tryna stand out
Ingrate izzy busy with his hand out
That's me
Amble down a broken path
On the mic fire bite like anjanath
He unapologetic boi and he brash
Better not step to him witcho candy ass
That's a front
In the night full of fright
From the visits
On the low got him tight sorta right
At his limit
Can't express in a rhyme
No time for a minute of reprieve
Only reprimand
Harsh when he get the chance
never take a second dance
Fumble over feet
Everclear where the record lands
Drunk on delusions
In conclusion I was reckless man
Wild when he idle
Put his fate in the devil hands
Mask from the church
I was masking the hurt
Then I bask in the dirt
Wit the flask I would flirt
Any task I would merk
but the past always lurk
Left a gash in the surface
I laugh at the worst
Althewhile the facade had a crack
Whisper in the dark and this love on my lap
Bridge to my vice and a demon on my back
Juanita called out
I think I finally snapped
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8. |
Juanita
04:55
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9. |
Revelation
03:04
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10. |
Asshole
04:57
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izzythedestryr Atlanta, Georgia
Currently a faceless internet monster/Artist, Izzythedestryr was born from the mind of a man who lead his life in isolation.
His father left in 95, leaving little more than memories and an old casio keyboard.
Coupled with a great desire to learn how to rap, the MC also known as the halodemon embarked on his journey outside of his own shell and into the world at large.
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