Puppet Show - by LunarMax. Background music credit: Dark Trap Freestyle Beat.

Описание: Puppet Show – LunarX

Hey, Don’t be afraid, don’t look back.
Whatever choices you’ve made, good or bad, will turn out to be ok.

(~14 sec) Me put a puppet show and say Hey Yo! Crystal shattered but implode.
Truthful love form so absurd, rotten Romeo!
Sharpest madness sadist justify my longest sadness to rap;
as the loudest atlas spitting with my dope-est flow.
As ya told, in ya word, ya said I have lost control.
That’s just false. Even though, it hard to find the words, to act the verb, to crack to code, to hear your sorrow cry
But trust me, there is always one way for you to motherfucking shine.

(~43 sec) Right now, a different flow, to rap a story, that was never told.
When I was five, I hear her cry, lookin’ around and she said goodbye;
to my dad, who fuck us over, and we began, to rover sofa, but eventually the parties over
Fucking landlord, but lease ain’t over.
I still remember the sliding rubber where she kept weeping to my older sister,
But damn, I was too young, can’t comprehend, not til 5-10.
7 years, to make her bread, 3 years, to sell her mad.
all the time, she said goodbye, to her fucking past that were full of lies.

(1:11) 10 years later, I found a book. Showing every notes, I shouda know.
“Ah, down the road, said my life, are indeed cheaper, cut off the rope, so this shit is over”
But Wait!
“I hear him cry. My son’s smile, is my sunshine.”
“slicing demon that is mine”
Wow!
That’s a hate crime. I said to her no hug and cry. I lost my shit, like a little bitch.
Reminiscing her sheets as her sheep, hating her mean words that were said hard in blurs;
Mom, I forgive you, and for all your love, I will never forget and always be damn apprecitative.

(1:40) 16 years, I am a starter, flying through Pacific to break the shatter
But fuck, with my native tongue, I can speak no words as an Asian son
The sucker, at burger king, asking “Sha-ke” but I mean shakes
And to order curry, I need to carry, a merriam motherfuckin’ dictionary.
I practiced, like a punchline, to my damn life, that “I will shine”.
With this rhyme, like my sign, I graduated college as one of a kind.
No problem, like atomic bomb or a kingkong or a bad rap song,
that I can’t anneal or deal and have the whole fucking ground rebuilt

(2:08) Hey yo,
I remember little pieces all the time, what happened then since I was five
I don’t really care or mind
I ain’t stating, I am succeeding. But to tell you that one last thing:
That when you persist and work, then your whole plan will go berserk.
That’s all. _ Just don’t lost hope. _ Never give up. _ Love you mom.