D.O.M of Dnd - Prefix Freestyle

Stuck in my character arc
Like it's apparent I'll plot
Mass destruction in bars

Your doomsday comes across
Like crucifixions of God
Staying affixed to bars
Using nothing but vox
To get haters to stop
In their tracks to applaud
Can't runaway like a train
Even I carry the freights
Odds of me trying to change
Almost remain the same
As they pertain to my pockets
I wish they would blow up, inflate
Like a temper tantrum, no stopping

Like meltdowns, I've been
Nuclear, the winter
Getting foul, I get
Colder and triggered
Rhymes, I'ma simp
Hot-headed, a figure
Meant to belittle
Belate and hit 'em
Early then send them

To a freezer
Next to Goku
I keep seeking
Ways to conclude
Angles I reach end
Up too damn obtuse

Spelling angels correct
Just go ahead pretend
That I spat that shit
Like way back when
Before the wins and respect
It blows that this stress
Still haunts my spits
Time evolves, I get

Younger, not older
Age was a number
Thought I could fold up
Till I was told that
I could just force some
To give in remorseless
To stop all the talking
Show time, I'll show up
The crowds will be going
Like Jocelyn Flores
Often I make more sense
To run from all life
Embracing the death
In all of its breadth
Forever in its debt
Revelations I got
Jesus tossing me off
Inside of a lake
Made of fire and harsh
Materials I saw
Would you like a taste
To play a little game
With this tall jigsaw
Keep you all puzzled
With every single song

Written by:
D.O.M DnD, Dominic Marayag

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