Absent Minded
Level Two _ The PoEtIc ReVolUtioN
so they say poetry makes no money?
so i sent every song i had ever written....\
ever poem i had ever wrote
two by two three by three to all my favorite singers
all "57" of them(hint poem number 57 is level two)
i sent out all of my copywritten rhyymes to every artis i appreciate
every hook
every seed
every bunch of gibberish
everything i have i gave to them
and i know you do the same
i know youy send out your poems and songs
and crave for your fame
i know you are just like me
and write your songs and send them out after you copyright them
and even if they suck do it
just to make a name
just to be recognised
just to be known
#567 - wordplay
helloo
hello rich man
can you afford your conspiracy?
hey hey rich man can you afford your conspiracy?
you never accepted me
am i your weakest link?
is there something wrong with the plan here
and you knew i was coming
say what to your face
it can hate what it wants but it wont be me
as i say what i have to tyour face
i have no mouthg so i cant complain
i just cry so where is your heart but inside my chest?
and here is the kiss that kills kill joy
and were burning to drown in the fires
he rememebrs the taste
he remembers the =tatste
he remembers the taste
#456- storyline challenge
i will sayit
i will repeat it
i will tell you
everything you did way back when
i will remind you
i will tell you
i will say what you want to hear
you cant run from yourself look into the mrrors as i clock you again
look into the mirror and relflect your soul
he remembers the taste and thats what he hates
so whaere did it begin?
and why did it end?
did you learn anything
burnt to a crisp
going back to the flames
the robot broke down
taught to hate but never learned
you alweays failed at everything
take your songs nd ypour poems and mailed them oput just like you want to
send them to everyone and get yourself aname
educate them
hear the echoes of you
welcome to the next level
the poetic revolution
apply for a job you cant apply for
without a resume
take your songs send them out to everyone
apply for the job
the rich mans conspiracy
the cursed game
dream cometrue deathwish you wish you werent addicted to
this place we revisit tlike ahome to dream of it
send out those songs those poems
and let them ask you whjat iyt means to be free
now that they have heard
every dirty deed
every sick obsession
every prayer
every love you have for you and them
every sadness
every hope
and every prayer
welcome to levvel two
and where oh where is gods plan oyut htere
in the blueprint you erased
poem# 345- combinations
you never wanted me to fail
you jusyt wanted wanted to be like me
so i got
i got i got therapy therapy
you wanted you wnated to be just like me
i wanted i wanted to be free
i wanted to be free from mfree from me
Rich mans conspiracy musoic cult
i will send the postage paid
and the mixed tapes your all about
will you hear the messages i wrote these on?
can u figure them out?
do u care what sonfg is in the background?
what hooks im stealing form the platea to the underground
from the green eyeshadopw
to the week of black and whgite
as we switch it all again to recrete the dream
poem #234 - Truth or dare
The poetic revolution
defeat me
oh the rumor mill the rumor mill
defeated purposes
the rumor mill the rumor mill
the poetic revolution has its just deserts
humbling humor and senselsss twisted words from cultic word masters
the poetic revolution
hear your words twisted
send it in and let me wreck it
twist you inside out
take me away from you say what i want to say done this on my own do what i want to you
do what is righ for far too long what i can take away from you
till i trip on that hook
it doesnt matter tonioght
it doesnt matter if you try
so i sent every song i had ever written....\
ever poem i had ever wrote
two by two three by three to all my favorite singers
all "57" of them(hint poem number 57 is level two)
i sent out all of my copywritten rhyymes to every artis i appreciate
every hook
every seed
every bunch of gibberish
everything i have i gave to them
and i know you do the same
i know youy send out your poems and songs
and crave for your fame
i know you are just like me
and write your songs and send them out after you copyright them
and even if they suck do it
just to make a name
just to be recognised
just to be known
#567 - wordplay
helloo
hello rich man
can you afford your conspiracy?
hey hey rich man can you afford your conspiracy?
you never accepted me
am i your weakest link?
is there something wrong with the plan here
and you knew i was coming
say what to your face
it can hate what it wants but it wont be me
as i say what i have to tyour face
i have no mouthg so i cant complain
i just cry so where is your heart but inside my chest?
and here is the kiss that kills kill joy
and were burning to drown in the fires
he rememebrs the taste
he remembers the =tatste
he remembers the taste
#456- storyline challenge
i will sayit
i will repeat it
i will tell you
everything you did way back when
i will remind you
i will tell you
i will say what you want to hear
you cant run from yourself look into the mrrors as i clock you again
look into the mirror and relflect your soul
he remembers the taste and thats what he hates
so whaere did it begin?
and why did it end?
did you learn anything
burnt to a crisp
going back to the flames
the robot broke down
taught to hate but never learned
you alweays failed at everything
take your songs nd ypour poems and mailed them oput just like you want to
send them to everyone and get yourself aname
educate them
hear the echoes of you
welcome to the next level
the poetic revolution
apply for a job you cant apply for
without a resume
take your songs send them out to everyone
apply for the job
the rich mans conspiracy
the cursed game
dream cometrue deathwish you wish you werent addicted to
this place we revisit tlike ahome to dream of it
send out those songs those poems
and let them ask you whjat iyt means to be free
now that they have heard
every dirty deed
every sick obsession
every prayer
every love you have for you and them
every sadness
every hope
and every prayer
welcome to levvel two
and where oh where is gods plan oyut htere
in the blueprint you erased
poem# 345- combinations
you never wanted me to fail
you jusyt wanted wanted to be like me
so i got
i got i got therapy therapy
you wanted you wnated to be just like me
i wanted i wanted to be free
i wanted to be free from mfree from me
Rich mans conspiracy musoic cult
i will send the postage paid
and the mixed tapes your all about
will you hear the messages i wrote these on?
can u figure them out?
do u care what sonfg is in the background?
what hooks im stealing form the platea to the underground
from the green eyeshadopw
to the week of black and whgite
as we switch it all again to recrete the dream
poem #234 - Truth or dare
The poetic revolution
defeat me
oh the rumor mill the rumor mill
defeated purposes
the rumor mill the rumor mill
the poetic revolution has its just deserts
humbling humor and senselsss twisted words from cultic word masters
the poetic revolution
hear your words twisted
send it in and let me wreck it
twist you inside out
take me away from you say what i want to say done this on my own do what i want to you
do what is righ for far too long what i can take away from you
till i trip on that hook
it doesnt matter tonioght
it doesnt matter if you try
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Level Two _ The PoEtIc ReVolUtioN
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