GLADIATORS by JRC

don't ever think you're the best
until you've climbed a mountain
don't even waste my time
until you've drunk from my fountain
my rhythm, my rhyme
my legend, my crime
innocent as the moon is bold
magnificent as the sea is cold
you cry, you beg
you may even scream
the words pour out of your mouth
like steamy fog
it lingers, it loiters
for corrupted exploiters
tears weep and they crash
out poison and trash
and you have the nerve
to just push me away
through the black and the white
thick and thin shades of gray
you might hear my words
you teach what i preach
but just remember
my voice may be tender
and yours will subside
i'm your last contender

HARMONY by JRC

There was nothing left to say

There was no one to be heard

There's auroras all around me

There were seven flocks of birds

The sky was navy blue

The horizon kept its hue

There was sparkle in our eyes

And this moment we could see

That our love is true and pure

Something we can all agree

WISHES by JRC

It’s about time I need a rescue, it wasn't till today that I would risk you, you could be my pilot, you could be my north star, whatever you do, be the way you are, please don’t change girl, cause you’re great girl, you lift me up into the clouds, way up above all the sound, peaceful, quiet, without all the sirens, and the blaring lights, I remember the time I was your armored knight, we were both alright, and we both had our sights, on the same grand prize, it was me, it was you, looking in each other’s eyes, all I have to say is that it was so romantic, and I could tell you this, it was anything but frantic, we even danced like there was no tomorrow, we even lifted ourselves up above the sorrow, the time was golden the seconds silver lined, all the good times were here, and this love was on our mind, it told us were to go and told us who to be, and all I ever know, we’d go down in history…

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AMBIANCE by JRC

Triumphant hands

Evaluate this stone

Chisel and hammer

Carve into bone

A skull, a scar

A scare, a seed

Of hopeful rays

And harmony

The fog of dawn

Is cleared and gone

Assembling the pieces

I built the foundation

Eased into thoughts

A joy of sensation

The wind carves the clouds

Above and around me

This ocean of filth

Is ceasing to drown me

I stand on a mountain

To reach for a star

And each one I find

Gets rid of a scar

WITNESS by JRC

With the filth in his breath

And smoke in his step

Keeling before him

They fall to the floor

It was cold when he talked

People vanished when he walked

Fire chased him

Flames embraced him

Every building brought to ashes

In a moment when he passes

Let him suffocate your words

As your sight begins to blur

The clocks around you fail to move

And the silence numbs your mood

Thickened fog corrupts your feet

Swollen veins engulf with heat

Restless gears entwine and spin

And then you see his ghastly grin

Emanating from the mist

The last thing that you’ll witness

LOSE YOURSELF IN BLOOD (EMINEM PARODY)

my palms are sweaty, so weak, this body is heavy

there’s blood on my sweater already, I look like freddy

I’m sure this life was too worthless, nothing on my machete

It’s perfect that I’m never forgetting

What happens now, I’m still not too proud

They open their mouth, just too be harassed and fouled,

They’re choking now, everybody’s choking now

Their time’s run out, time to fucking go

Oh, there goes a crowd, I shoot and they go down

I won’t give up that easy, though

Chained to this malice, I know my whole back’s to these ropes

It doesn’t matter, I hope

It was the mold that I broke

He’s so malignant he knows

When he goes back to his mobile home

That’s when it’s back to the thoughts again, yo

This hole swallows me

Guilty Conscience (rap) by JRC

My nose is running south, I hear the baying hounds, I spit these words out, like I’m eating sour krout. It’s not so bad when my ankle twists. I think I’ll get the hang of it. I’m not one to brag but, I need to pick the slack up, this ground will just crack up, so why don’t you just back up. Still I can’t put up with the nonsense, I seem to thank my guilty conscience. I’m not a cold blooded killer. I’m a bold-gutted thriller. Now wait for the filler and here’s the throat spiller. I can’t seem to hinder any thoughts I can render so I might as well be a sender of the word, not a lender of the word, you’re a spender of the bird and by that I mean finger, the middle-most finger, so put it right away before I take it right away. And off it goes from your hand and I guess you’re less a man, so you got another brilliant plan, stuttering Stan?  

ARIAL VIEW by JRC

I’m only a reason, twice shy of a purpose

Traveling away, astray of the circus

The sleep of the stars brings up my courage

To be a serration in this human scar

I’m just a future, a dream of ambition

Unknown to the game, immune to the friction

Rough to the touch but nice as a vision

Who took a grain and made it a star

A Melancholy Corpse by JRC

What lies are told,

does it behold,

what’s in the cold,

do you withhold,

answers in meanings between the lines,

the cancer  

the feeling is harder to find,

desolation,

 my bones break

only when my blood leaks

down my pale face

I’m a new kind of freak,

monster,

zombie

whatcha gonna call me,

it’s all the same when it’s melancholy,

isolation,

I defy the faded line,

when my life is on the edge,

massacring all the time,

what advice do I have to lend,

contemplation,

living in a time of sacrifice,

I can wield the strength,

to conquer this crusade of life,

when it shortens length,

restoration.