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I am just back. Real shit , the cypher never died.
As a matter a fact? I've never felt MORE alive.
Feel the foreman drive. Performing live from the
show, cascading dawn from the windows - see his awards, wit' pride.
My metaphors are rides of luxury. Punches weave
such a picture, critics can't help but read it, constructively.
Luckily, I've already said to myself
that they can't keep up with me. The impact isn't as close
as these knuckles leave.
You can bet I've been sucker free. Sucka, see
the success rate. Best wait for the man to yell check mate.
My "body of work", n' I'm only dropping off 'dead' weight
Administrative leave, believing to get my head straight.
But that's besides the point, as I anoint the masses
they wait, patiently. Can't face it, he is already in complacency.
Back in forth between the prospect of concept
wizardry. They're trying to envision something that isn't me.
Reflection time. So respect the side of the Jedi Council
rectifying his movement to align up to his next design.
Chemical warfare, of sorts. Best decline
or withdraw. Efforts raw. Check it, his method is Deckard Shaw.
Sorry for the new generation, they don't respect the law.
Which falls on the older generation, who had no respect at all.
Fuck it, I poly with politics.
They can swallow this, pill until they feel their acknowledgement.
Still, on the hill, it's surreal, the astonishment.
Build until you can see the skill you have polished with.
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ayo...
i inhabit a mansion built of knowledges
heres my scholarship...
school of knocks - im talkin hardened fist
and largest tits. who want it with the gods of scripts
manual of murder. that' word, son i'm scribing - homi-nyms
yall pawn. I'm king.
u travel a straight path. fuck that...i travel all of'em
victory road.
beat street.
yeah i've peeped the sick and morbid glimps
concrete ideas, paved with tears along the rocky cliffs
staring down the valley of death ... with a cocky grin
so EAT A DICK.... with smile, when you see us rock a pen
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Especially when we're dropping in.
Turn around with excitement like, not again.
Breaking through the top, ascend to a higher level
the bottom end? Could give a flying fuck
about their confidence... they'll suffer the consequence, with some common sense.
Broke through the mold, while they were on the fence.
Built cultural monuments out of songs, in essence?
That nature was much like our strong defense...
Critics, well they were critics, cynics firing rounds...
Don't have any clue where the desire is now.
21st century, goals through their attire is found...
To built upon the template before the city could require some ground..
You say you don't care, but won't go there...
Road care, zero below the climate but know you're paying the tow fair.
The Revenant, the city's watching, but so scared...
The opening monologue, but I am no Stephen Colbert...
Know that I'm in my zone here.
No hair, but still coming off of the top, my spot's the old bear.
swinging his paws...
we're from the land of the lawless... that's what
they're planning to call us. Got the branded pajama's...
The man has some charmers... cultivating land, to be honest?
I can stand with the farmers...
The only man who fell off the deep end and swam with piranhas...
Grammar's promised to be demonic MC; you Stan's are Madonna's...
Point blank range, this page is used for my angst
and nothing more, percussion - of course they feel I've struck a cord.
But that's society saying that they don't want nothing more...
Discovered formula's latched to the system, breaking the motherboard.
I'm not in the same class with these lame cats...
Got em' praying that's the only natural tragedy going to happen
after the plane crash.
Pushing brains through the plate-glass... window until the frame cracks...
Feeling the aim, I'm still in the game, ask Sammy
skill will remain facts.
Syllables, spilling and they ain't passing..
They're saying the game's made in archaic fashion, displaying
the 4K monitor for a delayed reaction...
Fuck a formula though I was born on this road...
They get a warning to go
in the other direction, before I unload.
More bars than the most elaborate Warden can hold...
This is border patrol, put my foot
on your chest to compress the door to your soul.
From before Donald Trump came in office
My whole thought was predetermined to explore the unknown.
Ugh... when I get in my groove, Stella's shocked.
Feel hell until the cell's unlocked...
You fruit cakes swell when your Melon's rocked.
I' throw fists that replicate homing missiles launching because they DON'T MISS.
They follow you until your dome splits...
like C4 explosives, The Naked Truth, the proof you're exposed, bitch.
Trust me, the de facto leader of rapping, either
The foreman, or before man was sworn into this lasting feature.
No class procedure at all, if you had
the balls to go ask your teacher, I'm pass your presence
essence one massive creature.
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Yeah, I wouldn't wanna follow that up, either.
So, call your a leader. A cat-walk of rap thought
that could stall a Diva...
Saw the fever was raw, n' need a second opinion
till' the dominion became all believers...
I gotta cross to bare, they thought of Jesus...
they saw the features were sparkling
from afar, a star with all of these "Godly" pieces...
But listen, it's not about a fallen out...
It's more about a desecration of text formation
You can guess who's the next replacement...
You smell the stench of Jason lurking around
on your personal grounds, it's a show
in a whole with no curtains around...
A lot of kids today do not know the worth of the crown
They working, cause now they want the entertainment, like the circus in town...
Yeah, a relay for that reference since it's nothing but...
a herd full of clowns, my words ride the current, causing nerds to be drowned...
And... that's about as honest as one can get...
I stare at my reflection with no fear, cause I'm guessing
you're here to contest it.
Not sure of your motives, but I'm clear there's a death wish...
My observation here's that clearly based off
of inheritance, I could make an educated guess that your parents were reckless..
Ever since marriage, n' having you inside of the carriage
they tried to define your appearance, but there's a fine line
inside of these lyrics when rhyming it, here's you
were a bad example of youth, from the moment they were staring at breakfast...
Man... what a sad sack of shit you've become...
"You could've have been..." Is something you hear a lot.
But you're scared, so in fear of not...
being able to fulfill your priorities... you use the excuse
that most do of being a minority
But the fact of the matter is it's just your own insecurities
Getting the best of you, so escapism's more nourishing..
Fuck your lack of determination, simply existing
a chip of existence, so eloquently slipped in the system....
You get anxiety with anything having to do with
causing ripples against em', you start to feel sick n' then dip in the fences...
I drop a kick to the senses, wake up the third eye
until it's sitting, defenseless... written feels like
you've awoken in a different dimension...
But don't let me stop you, you got a job to do...
No matter how meager, or how small the walls are inside of your office cube.
Your moniker? Mr. Anderson. You walk the plain,
but can't explain or understand it. You work for the establishment.
You dream that one day you'll get a wave of the magic stick.
And all of a sudden you'll be living lavish with six different palaces...
Optimistic, but really you don't how it is...
You don't even care; you only know the most of what you're shown in your mirror.
Look how smart phones managed to get control of an era...
They lose it? And they lose it! Jump in the panic mode...
n' just explode into terror.
But what I do I know?
I was talking about commodities at the start of this cypher
So much contradicting that it's sickening.
Stomach twisting in turning... all that shit you be yearning
is set out to cripple your earning...
However, you live and you learn, then.
The middle is a gap that's separated so much over time, it's almost
non existent in a whole, now.
But little old me, you see I just roll around...
I don't know what the goal is, how? I was told to sit down.
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word, i'm thanos with the crown
handle ammos like rambo in the south
damn, bro, the way i break this chain of command, i swear django would be proud
fuck a lambo. i got that 2032 edition flying castle in the clouds
any rapper to come after the Alum is just a shadow of a doubt
you battling us, how?
this the calm before the storm - sweat clamping to your brow
ayo, i'm sammy with the wow....factor
bastard, remember me? the emcee who's dancing on your mound
grave warning. necro sex yo, i'm hammering yo gal
master of the clout. a bout of butane flame burning your lair
raise the flag, muh fucka bomb burst in the air
yall nerds are just squares
tryin to fit a circle of violence
an urge; a defiant
slack jaws get ripped off. we lurking in silence
murdering mindlessly. divine creed, blame it on Jehovah this time, kid.
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WALKING DEAD WITH A NECKLACE, SPITING LINES OUT THE COLLECTIVE/
SEE I BE CHANNELIN THE ESSENCE, WRITING A NEW TESTAMENT/
A HIDDEN MESSAGE, TALKING RECKLESS, IM FULLY INVESTED /
SO WHEN I ENERGIZE THE SESSION, I WARMING UP THE WEAPON /
I EAT BEATS TO FULL DIGIESTION, WHEN MIC CHECKIN..1, 2 AND 3 /
I GIVES NO FUCKS ABOUT AN EMCEE TO THE NTH DEGREE /
IM ICE COLD, CLOSE TO FREEZE, AND YOUR BITCH CAN GET THESE /
BRICK LAYER 33RD DEGREE, OBSURD WORDS TO SPEAK/
WATCH ME GEEK, A SAVAGE FOR THAT CABBAGE, SOCIOPATHIC /
CAPTIAN BAD HABITS, DOING IT ALL, I GOT HAVE IT, IM ACTIVE/
CAUSE MO HAVOC FOLLOWING THE WHITE RABBIT, I GET AT IT/
BETTER COME WITH TATICS AN APPARATUS WITH THE AIM MIRACULOUS/
CAUSEMY FLOW SIC, SMOKING ON A CANCER STICK /
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Dancing with... the Wolves, lingering around the camp fire...
Hands higher than Red & Meth doing a hit, each.
You throw a blow? Then, trust me. The result is us going toe to toe.
And I'll lift you off of your feet without so much as a do-si-do.
Real shit, one punch will be like Tyson - you'll be comatose.
You'll be lying flat the fuck out faster than an overdose.
I'm done being the nice guy, not like I was one much to begin with.
I got a side of me that's a kinda delinquent
Seriously got the mind of an infant, but seismic energy
engraved in every line that I'm inking, has me thinking happy thoughts
Transparency's my role model, and I have that in droves
so over exposed, the photo's that show me are a blur,
and the direction of light doesn't know where to go.
Heralded as the anti hero of Rapbattles and beyond. An unpredictable
mess for every track I'm on. Trampling my competition like a Mastadon.
Bastion indulging in every credence of respect...
Summon my legion from the net.. I won't dumb it down.
There's too much intellect to come about.
Although past instances have put some in doubt.
Can't always say that the Sun's out... a stunner, like Austin is...
Often it's me indoctrinating my confidence.
Feel that obvious choice that's voiced is synonymous...
And if that is the case, then the win that comes is autonomous...
Look at the skills I was I bonded with...
It's almost if... Zeus gave me demigod genes,
while you queens just stand in astonishment...
Can't rally every cell in your brain to explain how
This insane style has sustained such a staying power...
You're only now witnessing the differences...
Which is this... for all the money you got, you still don't know what the business is.
Which is unfortunate, you're forcing it.
Feel a sense of entitlement, but for all your cents, you'll end up denying it.
Pfft. No interest at all, mental potential
is meant to evolve, but it's not even worth the suspense that it draws.
How animated we become when our life's in the frame...
Then, despite what I'm saying ... they'll die by the knife for slight entertainment.
Due process, screw nonsense ... misconstrued
the subdued conscious is hidden, for search of some newer concepts.
But who's in office? Does it matter?
Same broken promises, just a robe of dishonesty...
You think you know it, but you're going at sonic speeds..
Take a step back and forget
the road of forgotten streets... gotta pay for a tow,
so you know that it's obsolete.
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Yeah, exactly. I am back.
I set up a giant trap for you comical guys who swear you can try to rap.
They're asking why's that. It's because
you spit lies disguised as fact, in a quasi-autobiography - Welcome to Spinal Tap.
I'm running drills now with these skills, wow.
Plan is to hit ya from the Hills, but they don't have eyes.
They got legs, arms, and an attitude that is mad at you.
I mean, look what I had to do...
You're trying your best, I 'just' have to dabble through.
You're sitting in the back, now that is the cabbie view.
My son, it looks like your Daddy knew.
And he's not impressed. You thought you could the rock the sets.
I don't know the directions, nor where I'm walking next.
But you know I'm a MAC on it, like Apple did,
when I spot the "X".
I'm from another Galaxy; I don't care if you got the S.
I said I'm on a bench, so I got to FLEX.
You know Ivana trump ya, like Donald's ex.
Bravado, best to be honored,
guess you're a goner. The Terminator... next to O'Connor...
I'm gonna die a happy death, I guess, from what's left of my karma.
But I'd rather die on my own terms,
With my finger on the button, watching you hoes squirm.
I'm schooling, but I'm guessing you don't learn
Big Worm, riding on spinners here, but there's no perm.
Damn, and he's asking for his money, still.
I've been eating; how does being hungry feel?
Stacked out, like I hit the club wit' a hundred bills.
Pigs, they wanna eat off my plate, but bait n' they wanna squeal.
Ivan Drago, trying to find Apollo.
Looking inside this bottle, you'll be hard pressed to find
a rapper's mind this hollow.
But look close enough there's depth there.
And I'm applying the pressure. Rhyming to me is some kind of adventure.
Class is in session, I don't care who's sitting inside of the lecture.
Find me a lesser insubordinate asshole
non compliant to Dexter, tying you to a Jigsaw contraption
For the entire semester.
Call me your highness, if I is the finest at
rhyming, request an invitation in advance, because
I don't dine with a Jester.
And believe me, I was kind with that gesture.
In all actuality, you would die if I test your
resilience, you'd be lying on a stretcher, all you hear
is the sirens arriving to get ya.
Then I jump out the back of it. Rocking a hospital gown
and a chain saw, hysterically laughing
in a metal jacket, with... an Umbrella Corp insignia attached to it.
Asking where Alice is.
I rip a Bischoff, n' it's no accident.
It'll be as if you actually asked for it.
This rap game? I mastered it.
Look how long I've been passionate,
I jumped off the plane, they still can't explain
why no parachute was attached to it...
The whole rhymes scheme is immaculate, I was able
to carry it on, because that's a gift.
Apple wishes it was put on the market so that they could patent it.
Migos wishes it was an instrumental so that they could rap to it
The mental jacket's zipped... now.
This crown is a thorn on my side.
Every corner designed to corner the mind
But the more that you forward
the formula, I'm tweaking my own to lie dormant, inside...
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I lie dormant inside
of a scorned, tormented sorcerer's mind
and my
forelimbs are tied to the four-winds that formed him a storm of his pride
and its eye,
is no more than I
no more important, a fore-warnin, that i'm sure you'll abide by
its normally ignored, stored it aside
d'ya know how discordant it can get, if i forfeit and die?
i'm here for the four minute slide
or they swore that was why,
I'm just curious,
furious
that every informant decided they could hide a sword at the side of their thigh
Hi
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I'm a disciple of rhyme
a young gun introduced to the nine
they say if you never fire a shot
then you miss every time
speaking of time the clock tick-tocks
as my gun lick shots
I am proficient at this no I will miss not
this is urban warfare you can feel it in the air
this is where innocent lives aren't spared
mothers cry in despair
no consolation in the face of an abomination
this is a proclamation of my ego's intoxication
so here's a toast to letting go of your inhibitions
hopefully tomorrow I'll wake up in a better condition
or so I envision....
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Or so I don't listen.
Born into a immoral division...
predicated on war so they could corner the system.
Listening to Joyner's conviction
of black/white systemic racism, how we
ignore it, but this is more
of a cornerstone of decisions to be pragmatic, rather than...
Sit back, again. And to think I stumbled on it by accident, it was sitting there...
as I scrolled through my home page, and saw this face
in passing and, was encapsulated within the image
followed by the way that he captioned it.
Now, I'm not preaching, rather I'm informing...
There's a 'storm' and... it's going to be hard to ignore it...
We could go to war, and... we're watching the world implode around us,
That's just a warning, if relationships between
North Korea and Jerusalem are any indication to us that it's forming...
Russian side deals, while ideals remain dormant...
They talk about fake news and how they report it,
while spewing fake news of their own and don't care how it's purported...
Man, oh man, what a time to be alive.
Where most of my days I'd rather be inside, being eaten alive
by my conscious telling me to follow my dreams
And logic is screaming we won't be alive along enough to believe it...
How I'm sick, and how I binge my pain away.
Day to day I feel like my brain is ready to say OK.
- I'm leaving. "Here's the keys, and...
Thank you for your company, but for the shit you're doing.. you don't need it"
And how can I argue? It'd be right.
Even the thought of me talking to my brain as a person, is a mockery.
I walk the reef.
Looking down at obstacles lying across my feet. Closing my eyes
and envisioning nirvana. Pain exchanged, there's a lot of.
So many jagged edges, but still not hitting my bottom.
So many inhibitions but still I feel it's no problem...
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...no problem
this should be my last post but last time i said it, i broke promise
life is like a rope, and I be askin when the rope got one, "whose pullin, and whats the rope haulin"?
i be hopin i wont fall in, a trap, a hole that pulls all in
oh god n. its so dark, words come out... all these concepts feelin like their form solid
no sight. a consequence you could call it. only echoes which confuse, and so hearing affirmation is so calmin.
no sight, pure darkness, no sight, no light, my strife is a life with no partnaz,
no matter how long my arm is, no matter how harmless.
its almost like tightrope walkin (but let me smite hope, like what u think you'll find when my flow talkin?)
on one hand, i can fit in with them tuck in my shirt, on the other hand, "fuck what they heard"
imbalance makes it something absurd
they aint even up to this verse, once they observe its nothin but hurt
and then look, whats that long walk for, whats the rope taut for?
whats the talk for in the top floor with the top 4?
I think even they are not sure
i just show up to figure out why i show up at all for
ah, my soft core (sorry fuckers its not porn)
all this hard work i endure must be why my hearts sore.
what a quick transition, notice how quick that magician put a quicksand ditch in?
the only way out is not to struggle they say. but i just can't convince him.
the illusion is over, fuck the demand, how could yall just stand there and listen > : ) ?
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a mere infliction, of what's going on...
they swear they're just comparing interest... but there is business in here
to match with the lyrics... you get a... full
tutorial of the sight but only see half the appearance, so after
you hear it in full it'll be an act you can cherish...
Gave birth to a god? Uh, no. That was my parents...
And I was a bastard, they didn't have me after their marriage....
I'm more so a walking disaster, the heir is
Walking on water without a bottle to capture the spirits...
Imagine though... I had a goal, but 20 something
years later I'm sitting a tad below that, but know
there were struggles with fears, anxiety... I also swear there was rivalry
but the lyrics inside of me scare the society.
But there's on comparison, in here's variety
from wearing this inheritance of full blown arrogance, entirely.
Retiring? Think not, I'd rather rock a pink top
in the middle of Compton.
But they swear I'm just scribbling nonsense.
Which is OK if they can't decipher it.
Or figure the context in which it delivered, it's bigger than content.
It's all skills combined, and then some.
Balling up a fist with the intent to break into cement...
You smell the ambition if you pick up the scent...
But it's still a lot different than the shit that you meant...
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life's a lot different in a blink, through events, and i think i'm earning wisdom from my risky attempts rather than when i sit at the fence when i look at world in a miniature sense and every minutes intense, yet every minute is spent,
i feel like an old spirit that went the wrong way and resisted the wind, picture me sittin again
sunset with no words, just watchin that orange tinted solar engine descend
my instincts tell me this is the end, my eyes tell me the nights beginning again
i think i gotta make this mixed up senses into-good-friends
there's just not enough tongue, word or time to finish this sentence
or maybe there just isn't intent, different intents, diff-er-ent lens
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Zj0JOHJR-s
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I mean, I see the differences then.
Picturing it in such a way the detail is descriptive, and when
you do it to such a meticulous level you can lift it, again...
I get the same inference when I pick up this pen... it's almost
as if the system is flipping through trends...
Magical, whimsical in such a setting it feels I've been living
solely for this moment, it flickers and then...
an idea goes off in my head, and it isn't the end...
It's the beginning, and that's enough for me
to couple both of these knuckles to weaving up a constructive meaning...
thoughts ushered so high, defiant to touch the ceiling...
While these primates figure out what's a-ppealing
I sit back, hands interlocked with a grimace face...
Looking through a blank paradigm, comparing some of the most esoteric minds..
That only care for their appearance, standing there
in mirror trying to stare in time, embarrassed...
for what they cherished the most is there, in the clearance line.