Yo I'm tired of rap
These styles are wack
Who Vibing with mad
Wild or crass
Childish jabs or
Mindless pizzazz
Shining the shafts
For Compiling trash
While the last
Time that I had
Buying a track
I liked for whats spat
I kinda forget..
Like nights that went blackl
Mines were a blast
igniting some gas
skies that'll crack
a smile reflects
On Vials of mass
Contrived to contract
A might thats unmatched
By the type to invent
A light that is trapped
That's designed in a lab...
"Mixing equipment and clinging"
Why do I listen still
My ears are black holes
That never get their fill
Thats how the rap goes
Never traveled to battle
Or rapped with a Smack flow
Or Stacked when the cash grow
Cast in its shadow
A track that can grab you
Has a habit to Pass through
Over the hump
Like the back of a camel
Desert sahara
The less that we care of
The better and realer
Message is clearer
Instead when I hear a
Spit like a trailer
Never hitting the theater
gifted or pampered?
I love when I'm spitting
100 percent sick
Coming to get it
They run when I'm sprinting
Stuck in a listen
Like abducting a system
Of Government spending
For obstructing whats missing..
Antimatter..
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Fuck with me
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