“No Chaser” by Helms Deep
Love Me (Produced by Outspoken)

Yo how you see with your eyesight goin’ out?
To Get hyped in the crowd,
I don’t need a snow plow,
This that Kamikaze style, bombarded by the bars
And weak pineals, (Pee-Niles)
See stars and bleed bars,
They be rockin’ emblems from cars,
No disrespect but my sets black art,
Stoop kid shit, I’ve never seen too far,
Blinded by the light
And then at midnight we spark,
In a fish tank of sharks,
Tryin’ to lark on my go-cart,
Through the iris,
Beware the ides of march,
And when it rains bring a tarp,
Keep it rollin through the dark,
Man we gotta make our mark,
Leak the art,
Lost souls sent to starve,
Like a crucifix with SARS,
I’m dark, white, Yin and Yang,
Just doin’ my thing, til my heart starts realizing
It’s apart of my brain,
Stuck in a vein,
Dragon spirits in the month of May,
Graduates goin’ East to the clay,
Frozen in the winter state,
Sinners pressin play,
The less you say, the more, they wave,
A free ride of monotony,
cuz a half-ass job, just a glaze,
Hey! I gotta find the center of the maze,
Amazed I even left the cave,
Take a left on Tave-is,
No rental car from AVIS,
Just hard work, dedication,
Fuck I even quit blazin’,
Like maryjane was changin’
From farmers to bankers
From harvests to Labels,
Prophets to cables,
A contemplative matrix,
With chasers, tasers, and lasers,
Keep you faded by their mayhems,
And constant nebriations,
Across a faded nation,
Committed to seein snakes intertwined into preying,
So I gotta keep prayin’, skatin’, and pacing,
Like 50 laps in gymnasium
For a grad cap, but I don’t want no body to clap
Or bust back-
3rd eye in 2 traps,
1 mouse dead so I had to turn back.
N Relapse into Rap.








(Hook)
Music’s my gateway
This is Helms, No Chaser
Hoping the next verse becomes contagious
Bridge thoughts thru a matrix
Two Directions, Insane or Satan
As rain hits, the brain splits
You can love me or hate me.

V2
This is mind over matter,
Time unmanaged,
My lines run rampant like a cocaine addict,
I’m gaspin from asthma,
Tried rappin with a menthol habit,
But lack of attachment got me actin’,
A fool rushin into traffic,
No blinkers, just an ash flick,
Indecisive, full of magic
Every script was like the last fifth,
Of comfort, numbed, and feel sick,
Robtic movements and lost friends,
Just the end of Genesis,
But the system switched,
Sheltered self til I was Hopeless,
Nearly homeless and boneless,
Lost my focus, frozen minus coma,
But I glad I awoke huh?
But man I’m still chokin’,
Passed by the park, scared of goin’,
What If I know someone?
What if my nose will run?
What If I’m the chosen one?
a complacent loaded son,
That failed to slay the locust tongue,
Til my brain exploded numb
Woke up later to pay reparations,
To these silhouettes of angels
So I gotta stay grateful,
Pass or Fail, grade it.
From an Outspoken Angle.
And I’m glad I made it.


(Hook-Reversed)
You can Love me or hate me,
As rain hits, the brain splits
Two directions, Insane or Satan
Bridge thoughts thru a matrix
Hoping the next verse becomes contagious
This is Helms, No Chaser
Music’s My gateway