Art from the top of the dome

[Man of the Heartless]

Eyes closed then eyes open all i see is a world broken in so many pieces its a jigsaw to me so much to find out but im chokein from the tokein so young to be locin its bad that i see life as a joke and death to be hopein for why have i come to suicidal thoughts its sickness that crept on me wit the quikness i should be havin vital thoughts u should of helped me out as a child pops now i pile thoughts as rocks heavy burdens on paper now cyber who can help wit these.....

[Smooth Sniper]

imputant morals that once brought sicodic illusions to burdin the criminal thought into more of a hostile inviornment.
Cloned as my second an erased as my thered my forth was tirent,
but perhaps it wasn't my falt,
now angery an furious as my line of offence
next is the eager hatred burning my hart beat to ah halt,
mind bogeling as thiese waves in my head swerve as a serpent!
Wicked games to those who loves the lord they prey'z
gaze into the eye'z of the new era of war lord'z for day'z
soul'z of the relentless futile war lord'z that once were slade
an now slaves under what is my rightful power
come at me an feel rath ten fold...

[Man of the Heartless]

Suicide and homicide enter my mind no one kind to let those thoughts roam in settin up my style/army like the Romans altho they collapse ima keep on goin layin on my back wut ever the means these words must make u freeze must make me cheeze need the paper and green let it unfold and be seen above the standard is routine come i got a shoulder for u to lean dont be surprized im only a teen B.I.G. had the triple beam dream and it looked like me....

[Smooth Sniper]

Not what my unforsakin mother had dreamed
talkin to me threw a thick glass wall was the fall of it all
then as time went on I just couldn't belive
the seen witch my mother had seen me in suddenly she started to ball
an the jiff of this moarl is because I was my father's only evil seed
deed'z were unplesent, an vishiously wrong I cursed them to stall
never wanted to do right, the sight of brakin bone'z an makin people bleed,
Was the only reasion why I was happy in this paradox of my mentality
dear god, is there something worng with me,
why do I comit so many act'z of redemptions to a high strung tragidy?

[Man of the Heartless]

Answers come when u do good or wrong concequinceses is the key for maturity and i came to this state before thirty which is halfway inta life ive held on so long my strength is sturdy 16 is the hectic age of Silence i appear to be mindless to those who r on the outside and violence is wut they see in my scriptures which is also science no words herd or red nor pictures seen just past experiences that were terrible but now precious ima lone wolf i dont feel the peer essenses but i break down defenses like chainsaws thru fences my life quinches 4 shakin up da world how must i should i peel caps or reel raps in from the wide beutiful ocean which is my unpredictible brain feel the potion in motion thru ur ears then turn inta tears now bottoms up on the glass cheers

[Smooth Sniper]

Nice work duke. It was hell fun workin wit ya' maybe again some otha time. Pice!

[Man of the Heartless]

Likewise Sniper, we came in 2 some real shit. I dig ur verses. Jus drop a rap whenever and we do this shit again. God bless.