Nomad

[Conspiracy]

Let My words guide your soul

In this world only hearts made of stone

Could survive through these rivers of blood

Eyes covered with mud, could never see mercy

As we sail through this life; guided by dreams of wealth

God, I pray for health, nothing else and my mothers blessing

Keep me going, day after day

I try to clean my soul with sunrays

Stay away from the abyss, am just a humble slave

Losing faith is like living in a cave

Let hope guide us through this life full of rage

Counting year after year,

Oh, bleeding soul dry your tear

Wounded by poisoned spears, may time take your fear

And may faith be on your side against the devil in the depth of the ocean

How could we be human if we lose emotions?

If we don’t shiver; when we glance through the past

And see mothers dressed in black

Crying for their sons lowered to the grave

There is no reason in this sad seasons!!

 

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and a litte freestyle for ya brain!!!

 

Tune up to a brother from Africa;

Spitting lyrical massacre/ bloody paragraphs

If you wanna bang/ blad lets bang

My talent is amazing/Mc’s can’t stop gazing

My rhymes are blazing/no matter black or Caucasian

Beware of the Nomadic Rap/you get dragged

Through the mud/Monk the lyrical stud

Brothers can’t get enough/

Monk holding it down for every Nomadic Fan

Playa haters don’t stand a chance

In front of this brother/ bringing trouble

Make Mc’s melt like rubber/slap them back to gutter

Whenever I utter/ another Mc suffer

And get crashed like cockroach/ so don’t approach

If you smell my blunt then you too close

Its Nomadic, Hoes!!

You better get used to this lyrical abuse

Don’t step up with recycled lyrics

Don’t hold back just spit it

Disrespect and I’ll slap the words back to your mouth

Sacrifice your soul/my opponent’s dissolve/mystery never solved

Lets get back to the Nomadic Rap/style deadly like Godzilla

Fvck Stephen king we spit the real thriller

Flow in harmony and might like the great river

Deeper then ocean/so wack Mc’s caution

From this lyrical perfection/ step away from my direction

Verbal crack addiction/none fiction

Monk spits Scriptures!!