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Viktorious

Written by

K'noup

That's quite the dog you got right there,

now here's a glimpse of my pet bear. 

 

I'm Viktorious 

 

Now if you're alive.

Soon you will die.

I bid you goodbye.

 

Apparently I'm old enough,

to drag my Rolex through the mud.

 

I'm Viktorious

 

My family tree is a golden one,

I spread my seed with a water gun.

 

I'm Viktorious

 

Now if you're alive.

Soon you will die.

So wave goodbye.

 

Come right this way.

You're in my way.

Hey watch your mouth.

Go wash your mouth.

You know who I am?

Get out my way.

 

I broke this mic with my tongue.

I sang this song for everyone.

 

I'm Viktorious.

 

I'm almost there. I almost quit.

You'll never guess who I just kissed.

Cash Karma

Written by

K'noup

Numb your heart on mine,

Take the poisoned bait,

Pet the porcupine,

but pull out all its needles.

Pay the toll on time or burn the bridge that ridicules you.

 

I can't find myself,

but I can see the price tag on your head.

I don't care what anybody says.

I'd rather you be sorry and be dead,

my rabbit foot will summon your 'Cash Karma'.

 

Rent the poet's rhyme,

with an attitude,

eat the porcupine,

swallow all its needles.

Pay the toll on time or burn the bridge that ridicules you.

 

I can't find myself,

but I can see the price tag on your head.

I don't care what anybody says.

I'd rather you be sorry and be dead,

my rabbit foot will summon your 'Cash Karma'.

 

Secrets are nothing more than clothes buried in your soul.

Secrets are nothing more than shame sentenced to disdain.

Secrets are nothing more than clothes buried in my soul.

 

I can't find myself,

but I can see the price tag on your head.

I don't care what anybody says.

I'd rather you be sorry and be dead,

my rabbit foot will summon your 'Cash Karma.'

A World Of Broken Mirrors

Written by

K'noup

I fell right through the clouds,

clinging upside down I thought of you.

 

You, six feet underground nor making a sound, my god it's true.

 

I ask myself if you were here would I burst into tears.

I tell myself there's only you in a world of broken mirrors. 

 

Why are you so proud?  Why are you so loud?  Why are you so shrewd?

 

You, you're making matters worse, you continuously curse our love in two.

 

I ask myself if you were here would I burst into tears.

I tell myself there's only you in a world of broken mirrors. 

Aphrodite

Written by

K'noup

She backed me to a corner.

She took off all her clothes.

She swam across the ocean.

With sharks that'll eat your soul.

 

Her name is Aphrodite.

She likes the taste of blood.

She took on God almighty.

Her smile is venomous.

 

Her lips are suicide and I'm afraid to love her love.