Zen

My Pen its defended My chess is dimensions second is conquered Third I won't mention But know it's ammended Old wounds have been mended My Red itch is Scratched Improper use of grammar, I'm an a corn My brain is clanking, I'm ratchet When this pen runs I gotta go sprint just to catch it Cuz not even embers can match it, It's gotta mind of it's own, when it's striking the box I can prove it Let me enlighten you, matches My vowels are bended I vow to end this My router embedded My emails so that I can send em I sent you a letter bomb so come get it In Discipline Inner...peace I'm zen I could dance on a lily Pad Anne nevvah, wouldya hear tha wahhta sing Petals only wish they could ride the wind that I bring In Discipline Inner...peace I'm zen (I dance with a sword of bamboo) (Just practice for I find a way to jam it in you) aaaaaa (I dance with a sword of bamboo) (Just practice for I find a way to jam it in you) aaaaaa [Female UK Accent] Wax on wax off with a hack saw Til my backs sore N eye I cat call Cuz my stats mawl Like an animal I get more likes on a full moon I'm a lycan and I'm biting them all, where wolf Till I'm balling like football, Bare knuckles Cuz I run rings around a stray cat as I sock her, here we go Call me a walrus cuz i take you to tusk As I'm An amalgamation of a katana anna gorss Rifle Harakiri of course, when I'm with Out remorse, full of ordinance Scary to the ordin nairy with nairy an option of recourse Bitch grovel at my feet and my :) I mean my earrings You dirty heathen, as if i'd ever say something so vulgar, Grow colder plum Your insane like a sack a :), or square :) (haha) In a Fat :) On a back wall With a lack a support Til I'm At war With a saurus Armed with a big dictionary and thesaurus Got no content For the contest Sept thee on tap And all thee rest Like an arm chair reclining Meow zee declining Nah Undecided I'm a little excessive and yet zen Still I met them Demons in my head Sat em down on the bed and :) em Till they said Okay Jade guess you seem serious Indent Insent Rebrand Hell bent Head first for the sharp end Pencil it could cutta red ribbon N Butter my bread If i could just un clutter all the :) annajunk imma head Come on now meow thats not very zen Discipline rounds for a hell cat sound the alarm get down in the lion's den Barrel end Better yet Barely ten Bamboo stick Petals bend As I water dance With the patience of an elephant Who did proceed to then forget Insensitive in this thick skin At least the :) that I present To all the world and the people in These servers that I'm sitting in I invent I pretend Cuz to lend ammendments to the hell I'm in Is to give a trojan horse some better men Cuz to rend my pencil dead is like taking a stand Drawing a line and circle in the sand So when the sea comes round with it's burdening howl You ain't never gonna see the lead buried in the land Trine to catch smoke Line two at most I knew that won't I grew as you don't Ride through a moat Buy in a boat Disguised as a throat So when I slit yours I will fit right to the mold As you bleed from the soul And hide in the shadows as you leak blood from the hole I remove the mask to rah veal sheer zen and discipline Stoic and stone faced, as you over kill spluttering spurting the crimson I know put palms to your neck though even moses knows it ain't never gonna stop that red river flow Yeah thats my lead driven flow Cuz I'm engine with the revvin, re verse engineering widda ree turn on a you turn In back drive that get you turnt Biding my own time but this coat Entrenched got me down like the six oh And the twelve at the top I can't reach though So I side with the nine can't be seen low But the three in envee getting leethul little piggies out here speakin evil cuz to see an em see with no steeple Gottem preachin' and touched up the :) Cuz they never touching mine with a bean pole of ten foot steel with a magnet What I mean is my flow and my bridge toll What I'm saying is you playing in the highway of a higher stakes game And all the water below and by the time you pay the bar'll be raised You won't be close. Don't need a venn, die a gram to explain to them the discipline of a linguists zen Cuz I'm studying the marshall arts Yeah biting a bit fair fight with this still I only Speak from the heart Like a tree bleats from the bark N all it's leaves left in the dark Rough n tumble as winter comes N :) anyone who don't believe that I bleed for my art I could dance on a lily Pad Anne nevvah, wouldya hear tha wahhta sing Petals only wish they could ride the wind that I bring In Discipline Inner...peace I'm zen (I dance with a sword of bamboo) (Just practice for I find a way to jam it in you) aaaaaa (I dance with a sword of bamboo) (Just practice for I find a way to jam it in you) aaaaaa Stoic with side eyes bloodshot and tired still I'm zen.