Time does line, but not my pockets.
I've got a pocket of time and I've gotta rocket.
Past the things that I want to dodge.
I'm not in Dodge yet but... ey put a sock in it.

This is not functioning.
This is my verse when I feel so stressed that I might as well be out on lunch again.
I might as well just eat all day.
But no comfort in eating if I wheel away.

From the dues that I have on my plate.
Dues instead of food on my plate. That's great.
I could use a bit of a diet honestly.
So the prospect of this is promising.

I started the day so well, recorded VA lines,
Then spiraled out of control and started posting.
Responding to reviews, reviewing and boasting.
Checking my email. Really not making the most of.

Anything! So this is the end of.
These time pine sine line ones, hedge off the funds.
And put them in no ledger cause there are none.
Tomorrow will be better. I'm a run now.

Really I'm done now. This ain't how I run now.
This ain't how I rhyme! This is not my lyrical aim when I'm in my prime!
So I'm... heading out of here before I do too much damage on bystanders with my sub-prime language.
Time does line though. My rockets. I manage.

Cause weapons are a heavy industry in the sea...
In the Swedish archipelago. Boströms = Well Fargo.
And if it's not already known enough, the story of Estonia?
Blame NATO. Though man I think I'm warming up now!

Practice more. Hit the floor. Instead of your. Elders.
That's my motto. Go and find your own El Dorado.
Or a Bentley, or a Mustang or a Camaro.
I do like cars oh cars when they are parked glow!

As time does line this timeline though...
I'd better get away and find my one best flow.
Get on the road and just go and go, till I'm fine.
Stress off my chest not if I whine...

But if I do things! Done this.

Now to new things.

I'm. Going.

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Cyberdevil... RAMUSH... it's ambush time yeah... just a little something I wrote today...

It's a cold day in hell...
But I'm going for real. Over the rails.
Wanna be on another level. Not just coating my nails,
I'll be cold in myself.

They say I'm on fire lately,
Might end up like coal just as well.
Or gold just as well? Or diamonds?
Put enough pressure on me, I'll keep climbing.

Like whatever that video was
With that guy who put lipstick on.
First his lips, then his whole face?
Lip stick man you can hear it in the name!

But to be an artist you need to drift away!
Don't stick with what's conventional, just what's great!
Yeah, just wait...

I want to be on another lane.
People say we got right-side traffic.
But they're all driving the wrong way.
And they say that I am batshit?

Crazy insane! Nah I'm the only one here,
Who sees so hazy I see clear!
Go to sleep and I live my dream!
Wake up and it's still a nightmare!

...

Get that kick and I'll live on!
Each dawn up with a grin and a big yawn!
No time to spend in my bedroom!
Deadroom. Better get into my living one!

Chutney dude is the realist clown!
That I've ever seen! Want to be like that!
I could've been on that verse but HOTSTUFF had
Other plans. What's up brother man?

I'm still waiting on that verse you called me,
And ninjamuffin99 is waiting on mine,
Barely have time to get up in the morning,
Office job got me working 5-9,

But life's awesome and I'll keep performing!
Every day like I do here online,
At least till Inktober's over, need closure,
But I don't want to ever fall behind.

On anything. My biggest fear. Is leaving nothing. When I'm gone.
So carry on. Make something better. Something to remember.
Something to change things. Forever, and ever. Something to show.
That I'm not a pawn. I'm not a demon. I'm a devil.

And It's a cold day in hell y'all.

Have a good one.

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So it's another one! Another day...
Where I barely have time to run! Or time to play...
It barely has begun but I'm Well on way...
Towards the very end of it. Cannot make sense of it.

How does time pass so damn fast?
And why don't I have more of a blast with it?
How can I slow down and have a few laughs?
Without my boss being all over my ass for it?

But I exaggerate! He ain't so bad!
I'm just getting stressed again! And I ain't clad!
In a shield to reflect away! All such bad damage!
I can't manage this I need to speak Spanish...

Pero no puedo hablar tan bien.
So here I go back to English again!
Pero no quiero abandonar todo.
So I'll reply formal and get out my hormone!

Testosterone huh! The Cyberdeviiiil!
The one who burns like a star forever eveeeer!
Honestly can't get much better at this point,
Already flipped some sick joints, is it alright if I just...

Relax? Lay back? On the playa? Eating papaya?
Had a few setbacks but check me this.
Who else can write and record two verses - no matter if they ain't perfect, write a hundred words,
work a regular day job first, work on a quick VA off, help with some lyrics and manage a three month long update on the hexalist that's still a ways off?

Check me this. And don't expect more hits.

(improv outro)