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i like to write I start with a word, and just go off it...

First, it was crew love, some say I grew above, make my people's proud, take the crown, Ploud threw the crowd, up in the clouds,

I rise, stronger than ever, ****** try to come at me, thought they was clever, Some think they slick, my ties is severed,
Who gon hold Mac back, even though u wack, intelligence you lack, prime example
Bruh...you still push packs!



Lol I wanna see if this can catch jus write a quick 8 16 w/e just keep the thread goin
 
No time to relax, when the facts oppress my demographics, novels is graphic

My bars type xanax, flip pages, scripted, conflicted, for instance 

Infect the rap world, my rhymes hit like syphilis, to all you *******

You singing for listeners, my voice tonality is vicious, like that little Jamaican

True misfit...
 
When I pops Xanax, you and ya mans next, Better show some respect, flipping birds, take all ya pay-checks
You see I live a crazy life, money long, never stife ,spitting game to ya wife, I just might

I'm tucked in the alley, you don't kno about me, this life I really live it, couple bids, couple programs, hard-body, no slow jams, chopping grams, for NT I'm out....Gotta get some yams!
 
No time to relax, when the facts oppress my demographics, novels is graphic
My bars type xanax, flip pages, scripted, conflicted, for instance 
Infect the rap world, my rhymes hit like syphilis, to all you *******
You singing for listeners, my voice tonality is vicious, like that little Jamaican
True misfit...

That was ill cuz. Lets hear another 1 :smokin
 
just chimin' in

why is it i always want more than i need...
plead to the heavens coz i got them mouths to feed...
greed... is what i succumb to, always asking for more...
avarice in the flesh, im outta control...
i roll and i rock... i flow and lay the smack...
enigma in the midst... in the shadows i fade to black.
 
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Lyrical mind,13 months confined, imma take what's mine, my turn to shine

Lol that was wack,
I'm trappin early morning

Keep it pumpin he keep common back,
Run threw pacs like a running back, barley hit the sack,
24/7 working on overflow

My youngins hit that spot ! I told em, "what if it's hot" "u trying 2 get shot".
He told me "It's a long shot but I'm hungry, and they gotta get got"
I said say no more, jus hurry up if u see someone be ready for what's next in store
He came out, I already knew what it is, I kno what you did

So he took the ****, wacked it, now he back at it, grabbed some weight too duplicate,
That ain't last long, messin w them snakes, got popped, snitched to the jakes,

All he seen...was a arm and a hammer...baking soda
 
i wonder what ive become, as i regressed to the means
everythin around me... is all about what could've beens
i've seen everythin diminish from point a to point b
im not the same man, not even the same g
all has an end, nothin gold can stay
i pray this aint the end, i wanna live another day
in a way i know this all bout the things that ive done
not about all the battles that i wish i could've won
 
i wonder what ive become, as i regressed to the means
everythin around me... is all about what could've beens
i've seen everythin diminish from point a to point b
im not the same man, not even the same g
all has an end, nothin gold can stay
i pray this aint the end, i wanna live another day
in a way i know this all bout the things that ive done
not about all the battles that i wish i could've won

I'll kinda were my minds at rite now :smokin
 
That was ill cuz. Lets hear another 1
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It flows from the mouth, spitting the river Nile, I overcame the threat of prostate cancer, a black child, writing with focus, too proud/

Calling me uppity, said it was another me, all I did was use my torch to write letters in flames, and move swiftly across the desert terrain/

No turban was needed, heard ****** bleed like us, but you anemic/ more corrupt than bank fees, enough with rank please/

I'm one through ten, imagine the holy men, those who over bend, get ******, the plot is Lohan circa 06 too thin/ 

chillin with the ladies who thicker than Leno chin/ where do I begin, I'm telling ya'll my pen is my next to kin/

blood is gruesomely used to paint a gothic scene when I'm using my Scorsese sorcery act it's crazy/

In the taxi observe the scene, got a pickle to pick, unstable, guess I'm on that Travis Bickle ****/
 
imma take my self made crown and take it to my grave
im my own hype, im my own slave
im not even drunk but i cant think straight
all that i can do is just look behind the eight
leave it all to chance, leave it all to fate
i had too much to chew, too much was on my plate
 
Your girl told me my **** was legit, I hit her ****, n bounced Likity Split, see south jerz, I'm the ****..she textin you, I'm beaten it, ya bs I'm defeating it, I'm too street for this,


Gotta clip in the holster. Cock it back, I'm ready 2 toast ya! Don't mess wit me young, u need 2 come a LIL harder, think of me, think I'm blessed
Touchdown, 100yarder, I take that back, I had 2 get smarter, I was in the county when I found out, I had a daughter..

What ya life like
*sigel* mines is real everything signed n sealed
 
the misery, pain, suffering and the sorrow
selling your soul for that one better tomorrow
a hollow point of thinkin, a road less travelled
all the guilt and shame in the world that i unravelled
nowhere to go, when your faith is broken
tears down your cheeks and then you go chokin'
 
Donmega told me keep it Rollin, lines gen-u-ine, not stolen, mittens go hard, never fold-in, beat the Bol for his sneaks, yea I sold-em :D
See this rap ish, have you doin verbal back-flips, wen mac-spit, cut u wit da hatchet, goin bananas no ratchet
He said I was spitting nursery rhymes, why step down, the crown supposed-to-be-mine, I shine, But I'm bent, can't walk a straight line, my jump off on too the b can co-sign, spit off the top, b get off my top, Divine intervention, I forgot to mention, my ls suspended, don't get offended, Before you get deeded, ended , 5-0 damn I just got apprehe.................
 
he who is a lyricist.. doesn't usually battle...
'nuff of tha frontin'... we gon' mutilate ya'll like a cattle...
in Seattle's... Best, sippin' on that coffee...
with a can of biscuits... sittin' by your coffin...
laughin, 'coz ya'll can't handle the verbal assault...
now ya'll lyin' face down, and it's tha f'n result...
we rub salt, as we add more insult to injury...
readin' ya'll next move like we got 'em telepathy...
mentally, in a lock... waitin' fo' ya'll to submit...
our better's better than ya'll better, ya'll should f'n admit...
your beat.. and retreat is your only option
your remains would be great for the sotheby's auction
caution... these rhymes are hot, ya'll might get burned
for teflon is not the don, and that's how our world turn
 
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