eventually, the cheddar is the enemy, i'm ready now for many things, but jealousy is meant to be, my sin in elementary, tactically i'm sent to be, always on my toes like a centipede, bottle up emotions overflowing, while i'm flowing, man i'm goin like a crow to heat, travellin south, where hopefully, theres more for me to eat, i'm a beast but at least i have ceased with my shit, ceased to exist, ceased with bein, the bottom of the list, hadta move along like 'peace...inabit...'
I see the world through my third eye.. no tears shed. Higher than the sky when the hollow points leave my head. How can I be alive if i'm already dead, my eyes are open.. to a world of dread.
Reflect on the present Remember the past My soul does the math And figures assert I can't be logical With the fools eye of envy I'm feeling empty Stuck dealin fifties For minimal return I feel the burn I pay the price daily Penance is just another Pretense for success So I bow my head and say yes A faithful servant to the universes accord oh my lord keep me safe As I walk the streets of the bravf Bold and destitute oh look another prostitute lookin to stash your loot The system enables us all To rise or fall ya gotta be prepared To face the hours of your days Healthy livin as it was written Is a combination of balance Your wits drives and talents So with force I grab the mic Like an Eagles talons
yea uh, no shapaine, we toke only the best cannibis, smell of straight dank, Ill have u like your boat sank, ill make it magic, david blane, lost track of time, no light of day, slow your game, whats your name, no forget it, rpping a long game, phone calls so lame, yea, dance like its soul train, this beat has full gain, dark like outer space, slow your pase, this aint a race, lacing white green, you never sen someone like me, ahhahaha
Your quanta is devoured and while hiding behind a Dusk Mantle. I drain the life of your creatures and you, stealing your precious weapons and shields before unleashing my cloaked dragons with bloodthirsty fangs to replenish my lifeblood.
recognize the gods revotialise the thoughts for a rriteous cause times is hard timeless lines i drop with a lioms heart samuria throwin iron darts while these mcs reciting recycled bars grab the.mic tight like im tryin choke the life from it this life rugged suprised i havemt died from it homies pass ghosts from the past vocals reveal the soul of a tortured soul on the rarely chosen path twisted demented a convicted felon.sick of the grins of these rich kids given everything tired of living lower class i hold the mic like moses staff
+Direkt ThaBoneKollekta You got skills fam. Keep writing for sure. You may wanna use some sort of punctuation as time notation, so the reader can see it closer to how you intended it though. It's good to see wordcraft is still strong these days.
no pain no game thats the alma malter she try the claim the name/no chain i dnt hang no changing the game betta yet change yo lanes she give me brain nevermind never reply you say you love me thats yo first mistake.. girl you clumsy
CRUSH LINNEN -------------its called.......sickest alchemist beat ever made bet money on it....just put together to the point where, its perfect...cehck my main vid. its there
i dont think that was THAT good, man, but i will say its the first youtube freestyle that i could actually read the flow to. atleast someone knows how to use a fucking comma.
holding raw words, im my mind, lines rymes occur, looking straight such a blur, i can get hurt or be a flirt, just to get under yur shirt, easy access short skirs, so I know I get down, moving slow, holding my ground, slow the beat down, i see you like the way lean know, wowIm stained like these sheets know, candle sparked, roll the dice, girl your a fresh start, shake that ass for my part, go with the music, steady grooving a sweet abuse no, loosin ur grip this flow is stupid hahahaha
Elementary students, potentially useless only using these excuses to proove that they're fruitless, I could be goin on, like one of them, but I'm not...I'm just sitting at home with a pad n a pen, gettin cussed for writing ryhmes, rather than blowing skengs, you need to show some support, and not just in your ends
