check it yo yo,
the topic willllllllll beeeeeeeeeeee...I don't know let me just write for fun a little.....
your rap is crap like you got shit to say
nothing but saliva bastards spit away
this ain't a game for fame I use wit to play
any fake no skilled hoe a mix like night hit the day
you critics can't classify or harm me
my lyrics will amplify and swarm thee
with more soul than the dead of the army
spitting blarney you ain't deep Barney
your barred see an hardly as smart as me
im the reincarnated version of Andrew Carnagie
like Snickers is helping the poor these bars are free
imprisoned in a system but got to much scars to see
warmed up now here we go.......lets create a chorus...
times passing an I don't know where im headed
everything's clashing an my life has been shredded
it felt slow mo today past moments played in my head
left confused I wonder if I shoulda stayed in my bed
yo,
been 9 days so far an shit don't make sense
trying to find my father time, but got no patience
wait since I was a kid I could remember
relations of anger and smoldering ember
I don't know though can't debate whether im hot
getting better or not? right now words stuck together I spot
problems everywhere infront and behind see
an epidemic is spreading embedding me blindly
not on lock just looking at the clock the hands bind me
not the type to act nice, but will flip you off kindly
half a man half a shadow stuck in the dust
half a plan full of sad woe crutches my lust
self disrupt needa get up before I destruct
self corrupt I can't just let myself erupt
looks like I gotta wait and gather my energy
searching for positivity or rather Identity...
times passing an I don't know where im headed
everything's clashing an my life has been shredded
it felt slow mo today past moments played in my head
left confused I wonder if I shoulda stayed in my bed
Sometimes I feel like a demon version of man
headed nowhere just screaming certain I span
into a thought I taught this is the one I shake with the diction
asking if have you heard of this murderous lake in description?
its great when position has you up over the edge
but fates contradiction has me falling closer to pledge
these fake mob sharks going crazy with no flow
as time sparks im starting to think maybe im loco
swimming across this world for 18 years making a livin
making decisions throwing bars down like im making a prison
frustration quickly becoming dissipation when given
beef fightin for my plate of cake in the kitchen
satan has driven all of this bacon addiction
raking the system cats bite like a snake with no vision
im stakin some wisdom im not here to fake my precision
you can quake in the fiction just don't take the constriction
im not playin just sayin we can make a brake if you listen...
times passing an I don't know where im headed
everything's clashing an my life has been shredded
it felt slow mo today past moments played in my head
left confused I wonder if I shoulda stayed in my bed
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