i'm a majikal mercenary wild and free
i wander down roads and paths of eternity
i'll take on any job if it pays the right price
i got guns and bombs and things that go slice
there's an orgonite blaster strapped onto my side,
and where i'm going if i lose it ain't the first time i died,
cause i'm not afraid of death and i am not afraid of strife,
i got my tac vest, bandoliers, a big fuckin knife,
just got a contract hit, gotta take somebody out
now it sucks to be you, no tears, don't pout

so i'm headed off to war, wading right into battle
gonna make the ground shake, gonna make the skies rattle
you can lock all your doors but it won't make a difference
you can hide in the corner it won't stop my persistence
see you don't got a hope and you don't got a care
and you can't do nothing whatsoever to prepare
so throw your hands up and scream out in fright
run away in the fog and get lost in the night
but it won't do any favors and it won't keep you safe
cause i'm walking through it all like a mother fucking wraith


gonna slit your throat and watch ya breathe red
gonna pop out your eyes and make ya see the dead
gonna do all the things you didn't think i could do
gonna leave your body cold and see where your soul flew
then i'm gonna sniff it out, track the little fucker down
make my place on that stage like a psychopathic clown
gonna break into heaven and burn that mother down
then go ripping through hell and take the devil's crown

i'll use the ten commandments and crack god in the skull
and i'll stab satan with his pitchfork till the damn thing gets dull
cause i don't follow any gods and i don't give a damn
about any prophet preaching bitches
i am the man


i got my own beliefs and they all be true
and if you don't like em well then, fuck you
cause i'm on the track, not one of you fools
and my energy is measured in gigawatt joules
so back the fuck up before i snap your neck
ferus vitae street shaman up here on deck
i roll with the ghede, the lwa of the dead
they're tellin me that your neck is pissed off at your head
he wants the freeloader off so he can get a break
so i put a hatchet through it for your own damn sake

but now we got a problem cause your body ain't moving
and the dead love to dance so you'd better get groovin
otherwise all the others gonna get pissed at you
start a riot like the monkey cage at your local zoo
since you're already dead it can't get much worse
but the truth of the matter is that shit still hurts
so shut the fuck up and get your ass back in line
or you're going straight to hell and being pulled by your spine
cause these lwa love their death, their sex, and their booze
if you wanna last forever then pick up on my cues


gonna slit your throat and watch ya breathe red
gonna pop out your eyes and make ya see the dead
gonna do all the things you didn't think i could do
gonna leave your body cold and see where your soul flew
then i'm gonna sniff it out, track the little fucker down
make my place on that stage like a psychopathic clown
gonna break into heaven and burn that mother down
then go ripping through hell and take the devil's crown

i don't just walk through the worlds but beyond them
so listen and talk to me before you try and condemn
your god and the devil are one in the same
he's just a storyteller running one big game

death is anything but eternal!

had inspiration for a floetry thing. sort of a hip-hop but with less emphasis on the musical aspect. eventually i want to lay down a horrorcore track for it.

anyone curious on the details the tempo is around 100-120 bpm, the repeated section is the chorus, the 4 lines immediately after are spoken.

for the record:
"FUCK CENSORSHIP!!! And if you don't like that, fuck you too."

Tags: Floetry Mercenary Contract Hit Rhyme

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