Ola Océano
By The Azure Knight
Chill's killed\\
The vibe's C.S.I. slacking\\
No tide, Challenger's Deep,
I feel the PSI hacking\\
Our tribe scavenged sea's steeps\\
You know, raised beside Krakens\
Descried, ravaged these beats\\
Scribed flow savaged, these sheets\\
Swim these dim abyssal plains\\
Grim fears trimmed with dismal pain\\
"Bitch I'm him!", our hymnal vane\\
Campaigned clean through Midnight zone\\
Honed my skills with Lochness monsters\\
Same marine and airtight tones\\
Known dogfish on God blessed roster\\
Twilight zone in fifth dimension\\
Highlights shown sans rich pretensions\\
Reach continental slopes, tension close,
Cause I'm dope on each instrumental note\\
And I got em on the ropes and I spot em on the scope\\
And there's not a lotta hope, for you folks, for you jokes\\
Talk to God, walk the walk, stalk the pure whitewashing Pope\\
At the shelf, at ya stealth, healthy how I swash and cope\\
Surges swell, purging hell, tell me how I tope’s a trope\\
And I'll spur your liquored throat, murdered once delivered wrote\\
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Afloat, on boat’s rubble, gift me 02, let me breath, bitch I'm bubblin\\
I toast and hoist my struggles, drifted goals who pinned me seething through each trouble\\
Now wins doubling\\
Note that most constructive criticism\\
Hosts productive interference \\
But destructive witticisms\\
Are reductive incoherence\\
I don't listen to it, I don't buy it, all y'all's clear-up quotes are still on clearance\\
No condition to it, I won't try it, call it perseverance\\
No fruition to it, I'll deny it, yes I still won't hear it\\
Dog,
I still won't hear it\\
I still won't fear it\\
Every loss that made a boss\\
I still won't fear it dog\\
