Valor In The Face Of Death (S.E.L.F.)

Main rant: Yo fuck you all. This is so much rage, it ain't even a fucking song. This is not music dude, I don't do music. If I was doing Hip-Hop I'd have a fucking clown fucking suit on, big ol red shoes, a clown nose, white makeup, red lips, and I'd be dancing doing a jig. I'd be like "hey man check me out, I want to be part of your label". But I'm not, this is real shit man. This is from my fucking heart and soul. It's what I was born for. This is valor. This is valor when the whole fucking world is collapsing around me. I am not afraid. I'm here to change shit man. That's what my music is, change shit. And if not, this is what I'm leaving for the mothafuckers that might find out and wonder what the hell happened to our society when we fucking enveloped on ourselves. We are the next Atlantis. We are gonna blow everything up. Cuz you sick motherfuckers at the top are stupid. You are not angels, you are not empowered, you are not Satan. I don't give a fuck what you think you are. You think you got wizard powers? What man Scientology, yo L. Ron Hubbard told you some shit man? Aleister Crowley fooled him man. You gonna con some kids? You gonna get us all into Wicca? We gonna be on a fucking unicorn bouncing on rainbows?

Rant 2: I fucking, I don't like anybody. Ya fuck everyone. That's everyone, even me. Yo fuck you all. You don't even know what rage is. This is me calm. I am fucking being calm, okay. There will be rants on this motherfucking project where I'm not calm. Yeah, yeah, "woohoo.. Honk honk, here's a fucking clown car, get in man, Hip-Hop is great, yeah". Man c'mon yo, yeah, ohh your.. you look good. You look fucking good man. You should do a fucking dance for us. Hey you know, you.. you look good. Why don't.. why don't we make you orange? Hhhaa you're all dead dude. No neither am I bro. I don't even know if I like you too much, you talk way too much bro. You talk way too much. No one's gonna be left. N..no one's gonna wonder, they'll be dead dude. Dead.. it'll be a new creature. Yeah all these movies, these movies that they're making like Come Back To Earth and they're all.. you know there's species here to kill us. We're gonna kill ourselves. We're not getting on a rocketship. Ohh yeah that was.. that was smart. Yeah, yeah man, all of Hollywood. Yeah, man this is great yo. I want some glitter..man.. Ohh yeah unicorn! That's awesome, a unicorn. This guy's funny

Rant 3: Ohh man. Fuck Hip-Hop. Yo fuck Hip-Hop. Yo fuck your industry. Fuck the internet, fuck you internet rappers. Internet rappers [chuckling]. Clown motherfuckers man, I ain't ever quitting. I can never quit because I will never give you motherfuckers the birth right of my culture. I won't. Clowns!? Clowns!? I fucking hate clowns! Whoa! Yo you're fresh, that's fresh. No it's not real shit. Heart and soul? There's no heart and soul in music. Orange? That's a nice color. Yeah you're dead. I don.. I da.. I don't like you talking shit on me. Who do you think you are talking shit on me? What? Yo what are you 2 madmen talking about? Yo who the fuck are you guys? Yo is this what it sounds like in my head? We are, we are, I agree with you. L. Ron Hubbard man? Where's the leprechaun? The púca? I need the púca man. I want to go on a vacation. I want to go on a fucking vaca... Unicorns man, that sounds great! Lucky Charms, what the fuck

Rant 4: blalalalal burp hoo hahaha oh rage errrr ahhh errrahhh
Red shoes red shoes hahahahaha hahahaha yeah it is yeah it is collapsing collapsing i definitely don't like any of you you 4 suck ahhbabababab ahhhababababa back to earth when did I leave kill yes die every ones dead hahahah every ones dead hahahahahah ahahaha kill them . vacation i wanna go on a vacation too unicorns! Unicorns ohhhhh Unicorns

Rant5: heheh your dead. brain wash, your dead. menticide what what ? oh the clown car. I wanna be down, I just wanna be down, can I be down with your crew? No I don't wanna be down with your crew. I definitely don't like you . your talking shit on the wrong mother fucker dude, the wrong mother fucker . what are you 3 doing? vacation Unicorns unicorns

I ain't saying I'm sinless but I'm in this to crush iniquity
Consistently construct till the symphony clutched ubiquity
The infamy of Muk a fucking self destructive tendency
Made entropy for days but this rage will last for centuries
As sensory decays ain't afraid to fill the void
They deploy to build compliance with silence to kill the noise
They avoid the mental vibrance confidence in more than me
And we can cleave through these giants whose tridents a Fleur De Lis
We at war with these tyrants with violence for Zionists
For these scientists are biased, defiance verse iron fists
I'm applying this to you if you're cool with the metaphysics
Them lizards are mystic skilled trying to build a better wizard
I'm livid without a shield plus I wield the twin heavens
My brethren are just as real, fuck a deal we been legend
And vengeance is all I feel, my engine a Mac computer
So ahead of my time you'll find my back to the future
Hacking through you medulla I got a crueler intention
Not to mention my sense of humor got Bermuda connection
With reflection off the lunar I'm a lunatic laughing
At your ludicrous rudiments, I vent exuberant passion
It's the movement in action, no gatling is matching speed
Can't believe how I'm rapping, imagine I didn't breathe
Its savage to little league, belittle skittle emcees
Leave these monkeys in the middle residual from no reprieve
Won't conceive the world as civil, it's dismal no dissolution
Confusion is common conduct, they conned us with constitution
Confusion who's in denial beguile by sense of trial
Should exile the pedophile before the child's defiled
And it's wild in the street with the beast on patrol an Five o control the beats so he can feast on your soul
And it's the least you should know, but I know you want to relax
But relapse to collapse for when you get up off your kneecaps
An these raps are nothing but a glitch in the circuitry
Search the worth of uncertainty
Trying to work this shit perfectly
Built Berserk University versus serpents thats lurking me
Filled emergency surgery, when I split their skull vertically
They certainly get no further, never heard such a murder spree
Cuz verbally you're Gerber , Bildebergers get served to me
Preferably in number the hunger is never satisfied
This ratifies the must of the wanderlust to pass it by
Where placid skies comprise the size of the cumulus
Lumen impending doom, a blood moon reflects my luminous
I'll split the uterus of Mother Nature and melt glaciers
Changing the nomenclature of what you consider major
A living laser and the shaper of bending spoons
A doom poet, life as we know it is ending soon
And soon you will know I was deadly in every way
There's no way that I'm done, the sun is shining everyday

The whole government's corrupt so what the fuck you waiting for
More devastation, the whole nation's under Satan's law
We're making war reparation, the best occupation
Chasing our death, they kill the rest from inoculation
Proclamations, operation Rex 84
Death for population impartial under martial law
Horrible for war stricken storm victims
And these systems of collapsed til our children contracted symptoms
A glimpse from the past, amass the flash to the future
They shoot you for the cash and fill your path with minutia
Yeah they came to snuff the rooster but I'm used to the noose producer
Maneuvers for busting loose, spitting truth but it eludes ya
So who's your fucking master spit disaster in its purest form
The form of tube torus and ouroboros of a torrid storm
A lurid porn to adorn the fornication
Mishapen making deformed til you're fit to be worn by Satan
They're making it the norm just to swarm the adolescence
My essence will not conform but don't mourn for my evanescence
In the presence of a Balor I shall valor in the face of death
Against all odds, God awaits for you to place your bets
Who's making threats? This is as real as it gets
Until it sets upon your shore already poor from your debt
With war we regret so don't forget 9/11
But we're repping the monster that will sponsor Armageddon
And we're letting it conquer til your cons of concentration camps
Our nation does the conga war mongers will conjure Satan's brand
Placed in your hand that's why I stand for the black flag
I think you'll understand when your fam's in a black bag