I have nothing to say

Hey

I have nothing to offer

No

But sometimes from decay

Sprouts beautiful blossoms

Woah

A chance to grow (slow)

Yo

Mining for tomorrow

Split bones for the marrow

Oh

Invert ivory insides

Just to realise

That the present is wonderful

Woah

Oah

Oah

Hallelujah

Holy shit

Fuck, God damn.

I'm just a country

wife trying to flow

here this rhyme.

Hickory dickory dock

I ain't got no mice,

no clock to tell

me the blinded time.

Just mace to spray out

these dumb, dummies,

arch enemies.

No one should catch

a case if you love

the game, you'll win.

Don't test me, I'm jestly.

Still my ego debates,

tossin red Chevys in

yo face, you know!

I'm wrapped up

in twisted ways.

Down dirt roads

muddin most days.

Influenced by

Cain and Able

what a fable.

Hallelujah

Holy shit

Fuck, God Damn.

I got ya eating out

of my hungry money

hand.

Exercising in all the

right areas, my rights,

freedom of speech, amen!

Stick it to the man!

I don't live in cubicle

worlds, just dance around them instead.

Hallelujah, holy shit, fuck, god damn

Good night y'all

l hope you

understand.

© Chantelle Cherie Lily

whipping up something elysian in the kitchen,

me, myself and I make up the coalition,

a grand opera in prison,

a world-weary titan with a vision,

lady luck just mucked up a mission,

a malady stuck on a decision,

attrition broke the key in the ignition,

my diction is ammunition,

truth and I are on a sedition,

we’re all fiction, a composition,

map out the stars like a geometrician

inspired by Black Thought

dark and sinister forces toll the bell,

all’s well,

drop an egg shell in hell’s well,

choke the chicken and watch the head swell,

burn down Cornell,

The School of Athens by Raphael,

Athena the mademoiselle,

a lion capitulates to a gazelle,

sex gel, sex sells, hex spells,

modern witches casting love spells

inspired by Conway the Machine - Piano Love