Metamorphoses - the Black Assassin and Samurai - a Collabo With William Herbin
Can't explain the feelings, my soul torn
twisted out of my chest, whole body was glowing
Metamorphosed into a beast, more like a gorilla
sharp teeth, two fangs, call me a killer
mind out of control, lost in a world of it's on
Damn...
Gone till november where the weather is cool
body burning, keep fevers, stay with a tool
Mask over my features, all you see is the tooth
Assassin, gloves black, same color my boots
strapped, army fatiques like apart of the troops
ready for war, say goodbye to my boy
Not promised tomorrow, only past present and dreams
Hold on, pain taking over...I gotta scream!
From the outside in, I feel the burning in my heart.
A curse from sin, for over the years, has torn me apart!
The metamorphoses is quick, changed in the blink of an eye.
Some would call me a lunatic, and here I stand a Samurai!
My blood dripping blade is actually a mere black pen.
I felt the explosion from a grenade, and still decapitated many men!
I can vanish at will, and even appear in your dreams.
My penmanship is ready to kill, and I get aroused from my victims screams!
The black assassin and me soak in the blood of our enemies.
Rap is still poetry, and we are causing war like an annihilating disease!!
Note: William Herbin wrote first stanza, I wrote second. TO say "hey" to this write
of music...His infor: William Herbin #0644770 P. O. Box 506 Maury NC 28554
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