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  • soliquince 2w

    Rich Kid

    If you gon' smash, and
    break down that oak,
    Kyle looking ass
    with no class;
    sit down and take note.
    that chain you wear with your pants sagged way below
    your kneecaps, cap backwards;
    flipping birds behind backs
    while you flip burgers, I know
    you've got that dice on your dash
    listening to songs of murder.
    But home life is lavish with desserts served on platters,
    in a car your parents bought just so you could be the party crasher.
    Drive home with a chick who's way beyond plastered,
    then brag about her now biggest regret, you sick bastard.
    If you think this shit makes you tough, to blast masters
    of the hip hop craft, masturbating while imagining a career in rap...
    shut the fuck up, there's nothing for you in that.
    Poser, a pussy, no man to come after;
    but maybe in prison, if your price is right, you'll cum after.
    It's the life you wanted, right? The tragic disaster?
    ©soliquince

  • soliquince 2w

    Six drinks, no sinks

    Deformed brain waves,
    conformed the same way,
    perform mental melee
    to watch truth fade to grey;
    they've, torn and made
    causing pain commonplace
    so move, bitch, this isn't a sunny side play date.
    Reform, bubble and blow,
    double the drinks, one for the show,
    two for the kinks that need a fixing, three for the weekdays piled on your plate,
    four for the bastards that sit back, watch and masturbate.
    Five for those who contemplate suicide but want their Coffee Mate.
    Six up on the table, the ones who commentate like Sports Illustrated officials;
    I wish all of it would just go away.
    ©soliquince

  • soliquince 2w

    Done

    Correction; come take a look beyond the complexion. Pills deified to kill what you see as an infection. Diseased brain indeed requires a Smith and Wesson, but on days like these; gray matter pieces, I'd rather
    spread 'em. No peace for I know not my direction, inhibited ability to process attention or even affection, cause it's all or nothing; ADHD deficit can cause regular folks fits. I've said things I shouldn't have, that's what everyone has. The sheer amount of times I've spoken out of my ass...Regrets though connect like constellations, pummeling into deeper humiliations. I ain't saying that I deserve a free pass, but I'm past frustration having to figure out the words as spells I've cast. No way to know the effects in fact; "I know not what I do," that's shit out my vocal orifice. And yet it's still true. It's still me and you're still you, the people I want nothing from, that I've got nothing to prove.
    ©soliquince

  • soliquince 9w

    BS

    Terrible manifold of emotional bs
    that I don't want to confess
    right now. I'd rather you and I undress
    and press close; your chest
    granting me the chance to forget
    and be in your moment.
    My dogs can rest while we lie;
    I won't, but would you suggest
    we take it easy? My pride won't let
    it be any other way, your move, my best
    loss; to you I won't contest...
    ©soliquince

  • soliquince 14w

    Twisted Pharmaceutical methods pt. 1

    Ninety eight on the interstate to save time cause he's flatlining; his oxygen levels are critical, brainwaves declining.
    Oh, there's goes a Volkswagen, T-boned along riding. Fire in the front, tires screeching frenetic, sweat pours as the paramedic keeps driving. But the smoke is conniving, the driver's seeing things, laughing to himself by the time the wagon's arriving. "God's timing is shit, but this sonofabitch just keeps rhyming even as he's dying. Funny as hell, don't you find it?"

    I see Jesus and Beelzebub on the shoulders of a pastor who's had enough of those naughty boys and girls so by the will of God; discipline rains from above, still a fraud by cloth on top of a burning tree. Currently there is no higher being but me, yet I'm nothing. Upon the verge of something profound, but the morphine casually places those out of my reach. I can see the flow of time as veins, indeed the same as the punctures that permit you to invade. I see clowns in makeup that pretend to be sane. Saviors in costume cater to lawsuits, cancelled by pustules, and I watch them Pop. Sickness and in health, divorced by head game. Life sucks, don't it? I got hit to get my head straight, but I see divine lights making their segway, hey! Do I pull a one eighty and come back to this hellscape? I see flames, does the Devil drive a Volkswagen? Makes sense if it's German engineering I guess, wait...
    ©soliquince

  • soliquince 17w

    Old Crow

    How come with cigs I could see you,
    but when I drank there was always two?
    Can't hurt what's invincible
    when you can't tell you're miserable.
    Common sense saved and damned,
    cause when I wanted to spaz,
    it said "you can't.
    Look to the future."
    I am, you're cruel.
    I see nothing in your plans.
    Maybe I'm just a small minded man,
    maybe I'm selfish too.
    Maybe I don't want to think things through.
    Maybe it's too many maybes cause I'm scared to lose.
    "What, what can you prove?
    you're a stooped bitch,
    built stupid.
    Might as well have been born with two lips,
    shit that means two things, don't it?
    Well never mind, my heart has that bulletproof vest.
    Life is what tests but I failed so many times, is my IQ lower than...Nah, I'm supposedly "gifted," right?
    Is it possible you could've proof read
    my script into a shit song?
    I write all night long, means nothing,
    words are an extension of me bluffing.
    To my new cousin
    we were talking relationships.
    A womans breakup is a sad song for a few hours then she's fine.
    had to sit back, not say a word for a while.
    Is that all it takes...time?
    What it takes to kill feelings,
    (I know some better methods,
    follow me down, let's test it.)
    so for more than a few years my fears were wrong?
    Should it be that easy to move on,
    and am I what's wrong?
    Lies covering questions
    posing as lessons,
    I reckon that's the story I'll preach before my pension
    if it ever comes.
    The world ain't sunshine and rainbows, but it can be moonshine and chainsmokes.
    it can be love and you can be enough, if you're too far gone to give a fuck.
    So long as the pain goes,
    even if it lays low.
    Even if it's the same slow
    burn that keeps my brain cold.
    So long as it plays gold
    over and over, days old.
    Keep the train's flow
    smoother with that Old Crow.
    ©soliquince

  • soliquince 18w

    I miss (by Rapgirl, revised.)

    A girl who used to laugh at silly jokes,
    a girl who was so determined and passionate;
    but in this mirror, I couldn't find her.
    I was so lost, I didn't realize she'd let go of my hand.
    I miss her laughter,
    lipstick on the glass,
    her ocean tinted eyes
    and her nonsensical blabbering.
    These thoughts hammer at me,
    cause I miss her so badly;
    I miss myself...


    Will I come back eventually?
    Am I here?

  • soliquince 18w

    Soliquince

    What's in a name?
    Wordplay conceived as a game,
    track these long days
    back into solitude in response to a lot of you,
    coincidence? coincidentally
    it's all a ruse.
    Sol as the light of my mind baked in the sun,
    the sole consequence;
    this is who you call
    Soliquince.
    The quintessential
    multiple layered steel, no rust,
    just me cutting into you.
    You love this shit in advance to prove
    how much of die hard fans would choose
    to cut themselves like some do over boybands, I dunno who
    could understand, but I do
    (not...)
    now look at this stool,
    smoother coming out, but it fools
    y'all into thinking I'm smart,
    (I'm not...)
    hating you; but how could you be so cruel?
    Having expectations of me?
    It's what I expect basically,
    so when a few weeks
    passes by when nothing comes out;
    turns to months
    I'm feeling gaggle fucked.
    Even though you probably don't mind,
    it's fine, I'm just spazzing now.
    The mind is our
    worst enemy, double edged if we don't slow down...
    ©soliquince

  • soliquince 18w

    Cause and Effect Full

    I can sing a couple of Eminiem songs word for word,
    and if it weren't
    for my lungs
    being shriveled up
    from more than a couple puffs
    and roids;
    my voice
    could move nations.
    Lines could bring lines to stadiums,
    rhymes would bring young kids who don't wanna do chores
    conform to the new age
    of degraded degenerates.
    Baptized in hentai,
    wait for your confirmation;
    incentivized to let that nut fly,
    (at least it's not to a cross dressed guy.)
    But I got your kid saying "Kawaii."
    Going out in public with a tail; (should've pulled out, right?)
    jewellery encrusted vultures widen their eyes, whiten a smile,
    asking somebody else's parents why, why?!

    Cause I'm cause and effect,
    "My kid wouldn't have turned out like this if it wasn't for him!"
    Your mini me not being interested in world politics,
    cause I don't want no part of it.
    Too scared to talk to women
    so 2D is what receives prayers.
    Cause I'm a comparative threat
    to a communal terrorist,
    apparent as fly fucked glass.
    a parent scared of their own past,
    so pass that shadow under the table;
    cable rots minds but it's less poison than what kept y'all stable.
    But I'm the cause and effect?!
    You hear your own bullshit?

    Well I'll dance around
    like a circus clown;
    "hyuk hyuk" and a "fuck!" while I and your scarecrow wife are making out.
    (I mean your scarecrow wife and I,) will be, you know me,
    I went to your Mormon housewarming party last week.
    Calm down,
    this is a comedy piece for my ears cause I love the sound
    the internet makes when there's bars to whine about.
    Insensitive, irreverent, intelligent, but you'll never mention it.
    You just look for a bench to sit
    on the sidelines while your nine year old's coach wets his dick
    but you'll never mention it
    cause he's a family friend,
    and your balls deep into it.
    Cause you're intimate
    life's kinda stale, spice it up with your kid,
    then wonder why he likes men
    ten years off a bend getting bent over, getting strangled, coming again and again,
    but the "truth of it is..."

    I'm cause and effect,
    "My kid wouldn't have turned out like this if it wasn't for him!"
    Your mini me not being interested in world politics,
    cause I don't want no part of it.
    Too scared to talk to women
    so 2D is what receives prayers.
    Cause I'm a comparative threat
    to a communal terrorist,
    apparent as fly fucked glass.
    a parent scared of their own past,
    so pass that shadow under the table;
    cable rots minds but it's less poison than what kept y'all stable.
    But I'm the cause and effect?!
    You hear your own bullshit?

    The more you powder your wig,
    the louder I spit.
    Bitch to me; call what I see,
    wash you out with brown listerine.
    Break hay fevers like an antihistamine,
    Cattle prod, culture shock,
    rip the feed muzzles off
    and strap 'em to your cock.
    Cowardly shit I am not,
    hourly grazing Tik Tok,
    Trolli sour gummy worms,
    I remember eating those alot.
    (Still do, guess nothing's changed, I thought I'd grown up and kicked the habit but...)
    Tick tock, tick tock,
    same differences,
    hold your crosses,
    all your salt, rosaries and holy water, (toss it!)
    Aim your crosshairs,
    pitchforks, remotes,
    weild your keyboards,
    (you're gonna need those...)
    empty your replies like gun smoke,
    you know you don't
    wanna look in the mirror, but I peer through.
    Can't see me like Nosferatu,
    or a two way tinted pane
    sucking your potential for attempted fame
    straight from the vein,
    while you bitch and complain...

    Cause I'm cause and effect,
    "My kid wouldn't have turned out like this if it wasn't for him!"
    Your mini me not being interested in world politics,
    cause I don't want no part of it.
    Too scared to talk to women
    so 2D is what receives prayers.
    Cause I'm a comparative threat
    to a communal terrorist,
    apparent as fly fucked glass.
    a parent scared of their own past,
    so pass that shadow under the table;
    cable rots minds but it's less poison than what kept y'all stable.
    But I'm the cause and effect?!
    You hear your own bullshit?
    ©soliquince

  • soliquince 18w

    Cause and Effect pt. 3

    The more you powder your wig,
    the louder I spit.
    Bitch to me; call what I see,
    wash you out with brown listerine.
    Break hay fevers like an antihistamine,
    Cattle prod, culture shock,
    rip the feed muzzles off
    and strap 'em to your cock.
    Cowardly shit I am not,
    hourly grazing Tik Tok,
    Trolli sour gummy worms,
    I remember eating those alot.
    (Still do, guess nothing's changed, I thought I'd grown up and kicked the habit but...)
    Tick tock, tick tock,
    same differences,
    hold your crosses,
    all your salt, rosaries and holy water, (toss it!)
    Aim your crosshairs,
    pitchforks, remotes,
    weild your keyboards,
    (you're gonna need those...)
    empty your replies like gun smoke,
    you know you don't
    wanna look in the mirror, but I peer through.
    Can't see me like Nosferatu,
    or a two way tinted pane
    sucking your potential for attempted fame
    straight from the vein,
    while you bitch and complain...
    ©soliquince