My Return

My Return

A Poem by Marz

You b*****s all done forgot about me, and who I be
You know when I step up on this stage I enter mean
Got to be at the top of my game, I go crazy fiend
Call the dog catcher, there's a mutt on the loose
f**k that s**t, call the exorcist cause this demon is done with recluse
and it will refuse
To stay down, tempers flare, I done lit this fuse
and blow the top off this b***h, and I lyrically abuse
Everyone who can step to me, with absolute power
I am still in a cage and you are still shook, you cower
You f*****g coward, I need my freedom
So I can go crazy and when I grab this mic I beat em
all the f*****g mc's, cook em as they stand and eat em
I am cold hearted, and now you have done started
a s**t storm that cannot be won
Pick up a f*****g book and know I am the enigma, I am the one
A bullet in the barrel of my gun
spray these cowards out till they fall where they stay
blood on the floor as they lay
Stepping over corpses, this is what happens when you let me have my say
You fucked with my night so I ended your day
You have enraged me and put me in beast mode
and I wont stop until I get to see you bleed mo'
and I wont stop until you feel no
Better man the f**k up cause I am for real bro
I been through hell and back
and I came to release the devil on this track
With me, the Mac, sitting by his side
We come from the south side
Way down south, below your feet and the dead
Where I got sent for the blood you bled
For the damage I dealt, the bullet to your head
I broke all my vows, lost all moral decency
I became something like a nightmare, something you can't see
Only hear, something you can't taste, only fear
Here I am with the same life again
Thirsty for blood like every night, what then?
Look at these maniacal thoughts, what they'll begin
The rage is clawing inside, deep within
Now see I been stepped on, spat on
Beat up, and pissed on
But now I am back up and pissed off
Like a f*****g rocket about to lift off
Shoot for the stars? F**k that, I aim to shoot for scars
No one else is like me, no one as hard
f**k this s**t, I wake up hard, ready to f**k the world
In a fight for my life I have been hurled
the chunks I spit out are meaner then the s**t you lay down
I'm iller and more twisted than anyone I met way down
You c***s are all just clowns
and I am the curcus, and I spit venom in surplus
More than you can take, I'm bat right off the handle
Fight me? I'll have you man handled
I'll rob you lyrically, rob you with each verse
mug you and your little purse
Cause every man is a b***h compared to me
I reign free
I reign supreme
Take my pride? That's unheard of
You say you're sorry, it's a little to late, I'm pissed off now
Kicked when I was down
You can't go around fire and expect not to sweat
Mac will set you up in flames, this is whatchu get.

© 2010 Marz


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Marz
Marz

Sydney



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