Nomind #26 - Lotta Lotto, Real Yolk No Haggle
Got a lotta, gotta lotta, gotta lotta days! I gotta lotta days...
When I'm not in my place! Not in my straight heat phase...
And I know and I know it can go a lot of ways...
A whole lot of ways... yeaaah! It can go all to waste! Down these waterways...
But not today...
Cause today I'm fucking doing it hugely! I'm moving fluently!
I feel as truant as a huge machine! Doing feats!
Youth ain't weak! I dropped a year and a few with ease!
Shedding kilos for real though need new apparel!
But really no... I still got a real arena to go.
I gotta walk, I gotta jog, I gotta scare up smoke.
I gotta keep on till my finger's bleed from gearing,
Not all day but all year in! It's gonna be apparent!
Cyberdevil's on a streak, still speaking third-person!
Old people speak to themselves, think Cyberdevil will worsen?
It can't get worse though than hell! Still living in my shell!
Tired of saying the same thing, when will I yell and break my
Thin walls like a thin sauce gotta put in yolk!
No gluten for me no I do no coke.
I mean wheat - visual similarities.
That'll be my motto - I don't snaggle bleach.
Gotta win the lotto - I'll be haggle free.
Nomind #25 - To Life Again
AKA Just Docking
Sister came to visit today...
Took a walk, walked it away...
After work when everything was okay...
Then had a workout! And then I shaved...
And now I've docked again on my quay.
The term docking is such a strange name these days!
If it don't sound strange to you I'll refrain from
Talking about the new vein of the word now in my brain.
And I am Bob Axell! That's how I'm named!
Referencing myself so it won't ever ever change.
Forever and ever, forgetting me would be a shame!
Regret in me, if I see, legacy prepped in vein!
That's why I make my music! Also vent-related!
I'm kind of emo sometimes, some kind of memento ain't it!
What do I want to leave, how to do I want to be remembered?
As one you forget when you stop listening? This My November.
Lately though... I feel legacy feels trife.
It's more so moments. Live a little. Soar like a kite.
You're in your life, so live! Live! Your life.
And there's no right way to do it!
Screw six chicks in A Buick
Nomind #24 - The Catch Up Going On
Come on y'all... I got it going got it going on.
Caught up with everything today, what's with this zone I'm on?
Nomind recordings hundred words and all a lot of fun,
Never mind I got my work too, and almost got it done.
It's monotone sometimes but it's quite alright I'm.
Grinding out my days, and at night I write rhymes.
Record them for my site I'd sometimes like to resign,
But what's 'give up'? Doesn't seem like my style. That ain't my line!
My cocktail's long! I mean it's lemon and lime.
Keeps me energized. High pH balance and smiles.
Got coffee up here for miles, I sip it in shiny vials,
I'm living like I'm alright, no longer pinned in denial!
The only thing I've left for tonight is now my diary!
And a bunch of killreal beats bound to inspire me!
You best believe we got something cooking ahead.
Happy I got that Crooked verse too for that alleged legend not dead
I know I'm not on Lucas level but maybe Crook's nor at Wills,
So if he someday hears it well who knows he may be thrilled,
Or feel like it's shit, he's intimidating for real,
On such another level I would tremble if we ever shared the
Same automobile. Like an Uber. But it would be super.
Imagine collabing with the realest goats, I do dream too eh?
But doubt if I am really doing all that I could, or all as good,
And as I do my rhymes stall, knock on wood, I'll be huge.
( It was going so well too, well shoot... )