Last Breath

from by Michael Steven

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I write my verses in cursive call it calligraphy curses I paint a picture with my words built the coffin for your hearse and etched out your granite tombstone with rest in peace you fuck boy vermin dug the shallow grave with a garden rake then wrote a beautiful sermon but what a burden I'd rather just toss your ass in the furnace let you burn in eternal flames my assertive inertia is for certain
Impressive vocabulary
the flow they will worship
your vociferous bars only bore them
I'm the captain of my teams warship
I’m a vicious bishop on a mission
To Break your spiritual condition
Then destroy your vessel in ways
That even God wouldn't witness
I need a doc or physician I'm sick in need of prescription please quiet these voices in my head That I've grown suspicious to
the proposition I'm in opposition to but I love the competition I've got too much ambition
Just a militant magician with a twisted vision and intuition that has me swimming in riches and working on my nutrition

My fears are rushing I'm running from something cunning I'm gushing the demons winnin from tigers blood they erupt from they cutting they coming out and he's breathing the devil is telling me that our agreement
(nu uh) no longer up for discussion
I just want to be loved
I just want to be trusted
I pray that I am forgiven
If not it wasn't for nothing
I would parlay with the devil if it meant my brothers would make it to heaven

I sit here reminiscing just wishin things could be different holding your picture up to the mirror I can't see a difference
I called up mama she says we laugh and talk the same I'm still in pain
The barbiturates have kicked in
Please excuse my belligerence

Load up the clip
The shots that I took
Were deliberate
The drugs I'm on have me speaking in gibberish
The tears have got me illiterate
So cold inside that I'm shivering
How could you be so fucking ignorant


We even share the same name
What a shame
I'm going insane

Michael Steven
Let me say this
It's better then Amadeus
Your favorite movie
I've watched it a couple of times
While I wrote a couple of rhymes
Truly It didn't move me

I flip through your journal
Cling to every word and
Work on trying not to be so fucking hurtful
Maybe our name can have a purpose
Maybe I can be of service
When the curtain closes
And all this pain and anger comes to surface

See I am just a normal person who used to smoke a lotta herbal
Became addicted to drugs
And crashed into every hurdle
Running in circles
Being this verbal hurts I might need a referral...
To a doctor as I turn the page in your journal
I almost forgot her name
I guess we are the same what a shocker
I don't mean to be awkward
But Paige is off her rocker
I wonder if someone dropped her
On her head or cocked and knocked her into a locker some days I wish instead they woulda just shot her nobody stopped her from taking her meds which would have kept me soozie fed sorry sis for being so improper
Who's bright idea was it rip us apart when we were adopted I got her number I should just call her but then I ponder why bother what's a brother without a mother and father or a dollar without any water

My fears are rushing I'm running from something cunning I'm gushing the demons winnin from tigers blood they erupt from they cutting they coming out and he's breathing the devil is telling me that our agreement
(nu uh) no longer up for discussion
I just want to be loved
I just want to be trusted
I pray that I am forgiven
If not it wasn't for nothing
I would parlay with the devil if it meant my brothers would make it to heaven
I hope you make it to heaven

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from Do Not Open, released February 23, 2017

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