Sick rime sayer. .
. . When it comes to this rap shit
I dont claim to be its savior. . . BUT-T-T-t-t-t. .
Adjustment control in fundamentally flawed rappers behavior
I could shave the pages of these rappers back exposing layers
Some say their poetic prophets poppin positive drops to optics
But lost the common synopsis sought in intellectual faucets
. . .The topic today. . .
If there was magic pixie dust i can gather up and spray
Id mace the face of lacking emcees, make the wackness fade away
My practice is crafted with the undertones of actual bastards
In practical process of regressed stress, i got this mastered
Ass backward mental states create havoc in grey matter
Im a practitioner with a passion for abstract blood splatter
Gather composure, my compositions sit in sinister exposure
Where your ministries are penned to bold print in missing posters
Exploding on posers . . who claim tales of cash, hoes, and glocks
Who could'nt take a step in my shoes, let alone sew the holes in my socks
I got this lyrical presence locked like disease control & small pocks
Think its all talk? Ill spit scripts so ill you'll seize from culture shock
FUCK YOU ALOT, I father kids styles in a Florida state of mind
Then abort 'em under the sunshine and claim my sons aint mine. . hahaha
. .Real shit. .
. .Real shit. .
. .Real shit. .
. .Real shit. .
. .Real shit. .
Replied to like, half the first page lol . . i should be good there
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Originally Posted by TJayMac
