newcomer nullztradamus

[nullztradamus]

Rain of chaos, the demons and angels from heaven and hell are the ones to pay us, doing the deeds that even god and the the devil wont do. Whether its finding the holy grail or popping a mark like you. Torture and torment cant hurt me I’m heaven sent, so don’t get bent/ im just a Christian sinner trying to repent. Trying to take back all the bad things that I did, fucking around with girls till baby nullz was placid. But that was the past kid/ Hit it/ pass it/ smoke that weed, makes you feel like u in gods company, putting onto paper what only u can dream, now everyone knows that u really a dem-on an archangel born in heaven raised in hell,Roaming the earth trying to fight this frenzy, of which way to go, don’t know who true friends be, or are they my foes? No worries im a true MC, time to dispose! A sacrificial pit lay in the middle of the jungle, got you strapped to the ground, watching with my gunz pulled, sit and let u bask, in the sun’s heat, already made your casket, fool its time to retreat. Your fucking with a psychopath a vampire only coming out at night, I got a loud roar but watch the poison bite. Creeping thru the alley, all takes place in the valley, of joe, watch them toes, they curl everytime you hear my name, sends chills thru your body feels like a sharp pain, that is the least of what will happen Im like a tiger trying to get trained, Sittin back stroking my mane, Not giving a fuck just watching the danes, I might know I look good but girlly that aint vain. Its just insane, insanity/could it be/ that a youngster like me/ no work no money/ could be this crazy/ or it could be/ that when u purple haze me/ I turn into a fugitive running with cops on my ass trying to taze me. Just make sure you go towards the light, that way when I get to heaven I can tell u im sorry for taking your life. Im an omnipresent/ my power I gotta vent/ the strength of a tyrant/yet a simple peasant. Put the weight on my shoulders/ Trying to push boulders/ life as a soldier/ as my soul gets colder/ mind thoughts/ blind spots/ bangin pans and pots/ to the sound of the new world/ the night the moon of blood and the ripples curl/ I will take over the land, every drop of water, every grain of sand/ will belong to me, the darkest mage who practices light, a elderly necromancer that knows how to fight, chant and spells, light from god and decay from the devil, the highs of base the lows of treble, the clean dirt, the good hurt, the hot snow, the clean hoe, the dry water, the colder hotter, the one and many, the dime penny, the crazy sane, the sunny rain, the useless power, the timeless hour, the sweet and sour, all coming from the brave coward.

[GodHand Kronix]

Wowie zowie Jesus man...

[Weedguru Sensei]

welcome, please dont condemn me to hell.

[nullztradamus]

no i dont think there will be any condeming, just a new smoker with plenty of new ideas on his mind. Somedays its video games and hip hop, other days its tears and demons... i just go with the smoke

[Weedguru Sensei]

heres some seeds.