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WAS GOOD WHOADIE FAM
THE GOAT GRINDING TIL IN A LAMB
FLEW THROUGH THE TRAFFIC LIGHT FLIPPED OFF THE CAM
JUST HOPPED OUT LIKE DAMN! USED TO SMOKE A FEW GRAMS
FUCKED A FEW MA'AMS
SMASHED A TEACHER PLAYED HER WITH THE WHAM
THE BITCH WAS A SHAM
USED TO BE TRAPPING IN A SEAFOOD SHRIMP VAN
FUCK THE PIGS A NIGGA DONT EAT HAM
MAKING THESE STACKS LIKE A DENNEYS GRAND SLAM
WHILE U BOYS LOOKING FOR SCAMS
GET IT FROM P.M. TO A.M.
THATS JUST THE WAY THAT I AM
SHAWTY SAY TURN THIS SHIT UP IT MY JAM
THEN I GET TURNT UP LIKE AMPS
GUCCI TURTLENECK DIAMONDS TOUCAN SAM
FRESH OUT THE KITCHEN SPRAY EM LIKE PAM
GOT DAMN!! GOT DAMN!!
I just wanted the best genetics there ever be
Like my parentsā names were Chad and Stacy
I keep struggling like rapping hates me
Go at āem like linebackers sacking Brady
face a pacy racer, faze me? Who that?
blood on my teeth like I chew glass
Bleed you pussies, period, play a douchebag
and I shoot back in a rude act, if a dude's trash
i just whoop ass, never lose track of my smooth jabs
aight, bro? My mood's bad, might blow a fuse, black
out and fucking lash out like Eric and Dylan with two macs
in a school class, catch me with my ass out in public
blasting stomachs, watch 'em plummet, just to sum up
my own philosophy of reaching the summit
I'm preaching the dumbest speech, you gotta fund this
creep through the school with a few dudes full of roughness
used to get egged on, now they hit you with their omelette
got a tec on each hip and they're ready to gun it
punish people, so pleasing, like that one game Hatred, obscene shit
we feed on and no living entity will be spared
hit them squares square in the chest, no reason
or rhyme, my whole legion make them cry and hope's leaving
hoes grieving and souls bleeding, this is how we're proceeding
moving like grown demons, carry weapons, rage and zero feelings
stand on top of one chick, my tone deepens
"What a misery", put her out her slow breathing
leave her froze, leaking, the show's peaking
hearts ain't getting colder in Christmas season
should've took heed everytime they said "Don't tease him"
reloads, tweaks and, catch a blow as the holes seething
no birds tweeting, ain't no social media
everybody come the fuck out of their hole immedia-
-tely, as my bros scheming, some foes sneaking
their way out the exit door, got no more pity I'm
skeet-shooting, and keep moving, my creeps cruising
like fleets, bullets is deep, losers,
I recruit 'em to heat schools and the weak losing
we're clean shooters and cleanse youth of
the mean bullies who flee fully or plead, knew this
day was meant to happen, stay clapping and keep fooling
with that bunch of running meat, stupid
squeeze, pull it, lose it! Just like how G's music
taught me, we don't give a fuck where the cops be
I would need to be a zit for them to pop me
Ain't found inspiration in a while,
yet I stay wild in the mind and grind
like there's no tomorrow
let me borrow some of y'all time, let me show y'all
the art of feeling hollow and still manage to fill the void solo dolo
write lots of essays (ride lots of eses), ain't no homo cholos
No slow poke, only slowly poking holes in yo' hoesā throats
blood dripping like a coke nose, bro
If you got yourself a stick, might as well stick
to your clown make-up and wig and start to pogo
From the jump my targets were shits, marks and bozos
Try and serve me but canāt see me like a no-show
Shit is dirty but I wear it just like hobo clothes
flow so gross, you can vanish like when dodos croaked
Still, I remain nameless like the gyrocopter
pilot from Mad Max 2, laugh at you
smoke you on a joint and blast that kush
you bit more than you can chew like fat-ass cooch
talk is cheap but words heal and attack too
you know what time is, G, shock and trap rap fools
in a pool full of nonsense and confusion
let destiny decide on your faith, I'm done choosing
no solution to your problems like an impossible equation
losing myself is amazing, a formidable evasion
patience running thin, a questionable deranged son
of a gun, I be raising Hell
without the help from pinhead
best approach me with apprehension
seems thee tension holds that of a pack of cats in detention
when a rat tattled and got stuck like syringes
No intervention can hold me back, like holy crap,
I'm back to crash and capping ass, assassin as
a sassy lad that stab and slash for the creed, no apolo (Appollo)
-gies will you receive as long as I breathe, a bombing machine
just feel at ease when a song intervene
how real can it be to be palming a dream?
never really longed for the cream
All I wanted to be's a qualm on the scene
on the surface looking calm and serene
but dig deep and find an army of creeps
in a thick wit, boss 'em around with the big whip
slick shit, I'mma make proud all the nitwits
whose selfworth is just as big as a midget
kicks in the gut, my spit is a must when I sin and cuss
until I get caught and sit in cuffs
I'mma keep the feeling so thrilling, cuz
it's a known fact: copes killing us
leave 'em in the dust like I lost 'em in a sand storm
when I transform some words into brainstorms
intangible forces is what the cells of my brain form
Rhyme embezzler embelishing the craft
Thin wrestler spazzing like Jim Carrey, no mask
Crash incoming, be ready to get bashed and plummet
Hand your ass in a flash, brash and stunning
No tears when I steadily clap an onion
No cap when gunning like a hatless shooter from the block
Yāall fishnet-wearing marks are baskets to hoopers, get the shot
tote and lock
And load and bust and poke the bones
Through skins and row my boat
Itching to smoke those roaches like fiends who grope the dope
You know you hoes gonā swallow pride until you choke and croak
So take notes, get the catch whenever I throw a quote
Got āem stuck in they flow just like a stutter
Loose leaf flutters about like trees during the summer
Such a breeze
My shit cuts deep like a knife through soft butter
chickens cluck to death when the Glock pluckers, you cocksuckers
My craze do drive them good so far, like rough truckers
you keep watching that block buster when I catch a square slipping
Frankensteinās creature the way I wear stitches
Bear-witness to this man being fairly chill when he tear bitches
Grab my nuts like my pairās gifted
Beware of this unfair treatment
You scared nitwits can get your brains splitted
In a sec till your eyes witness insane glitches
English obsessed since a five year-old hot mess
The conquest and shock never stop, never socked less
A monster hiding and my flow is the Loch Ness
Who the hell can lend a hand when they donāt see a friend to gain?
And you wonder why I spin the same
song in vain and pen the pain
like a deranged inhumane
lunatic whoās only here to entertain
Raised in Hell in a frail shell of a body still hard to carry like a snail
Caged in a place where you canāt make bail
No womanizer, just a dog chasing tail
Run in circles like an endless race,
infinite laps
Brace yourself for an imminent blast
Occurring at the last minute, a mean demeanor means
No prisoners when Iām unleashing the bars
Bumping Keith Murray leaning my seat in the car
Fuck a walk of fame if Iām reaching the stars
Iām going full speed into Mars
A mischievous fiend finna spark
A beef the size of my never-ending stash of sheets, finna scar
Any foolās face like Al Paccino
The foul rap sicko
aināt no one youāre tricking so shut your traps, kiddo
No school teacher could coax a crude creature
Who snatch boys outta they innocence like lewd preachers
Classic shit, catch the drift when the track is lit, take heed, now the class dismissed
Stuck in my ways, you think animal diseases got āem ducking the strays
Bugging and bucking like Iām Biggie Party and Bullshitting
You scatterbrain handymen better not have your tools missing
Grew up cursing, I wonāt excuse my French, vermine
In my bag like the bottom of the cave of a hermit
Verses attack like a pack of zombies lurching
Overkill like Iām bombing hearses
Only shit wannabe-thug bitches palmingās purses
Composure in check, always calm and burning
Time on my hands like 1800ās watches
flames and fans go together like urns and ashes
Used to watch for my homie spray-painting
Zero manner like we lost a damn mansion
Due to failed mortgage
Catch my shit like the flu, Iām through, the tunes stay gorgeous
Time to blast off
All you jack-offsā ass rhymes are mad soft
Brash talk but the lines you organize couldnāt shine on a catwalk
Pack all the arsenal, bashing a carnival of clowns is capital
Pain of an insane marginal phenomenon
Splatter brain particles and watch red flying in the air, cardinals
Temper is volatile, any obstacle is plenty solvable
When I put my mind to it
Hence I run like a sick moose right through it and knock my skull
Until a proper hole forms and I toss the bones often
So caution, the flows marvelous and hold those of a martian
No forcing but the force will overpower yours so your will go possum
Polished prose awfully dope, awesome
Chose and rose, my loose leaf grows and shows blossoms
Holy crow like polio, you canāt stand
the marathon of tracks I run could blow Boston
Palm a pole like I grope a hoās bottom
Zero common sense like Jack Nicholson with a lobotom-
-y, stop protecting the pricks like a condom, proba-
-bly, the best thing I need to do is ignore the econom-
-y, cause my shit donāt make any sense (cents)
No less than a zany gent obsessed with problems,
B, and if I get any denser,
Iāmma start spraying cancer
Spazzing like a damn manic dancer
Who drank in a blink a whole can dispenser
The pacy racer is no candy to the dandy men, sir
Check the lengthy measure
The rap sheet rapture racks up more yards than Barry Sanders
Deliver bangers filled with raging anger
I aināt finna pull teeth like Iām yanking your grannyās dentures
When Iām craving answers, I get to damaging and flaming them cunts
Finna fill a pen with venom and Iām fiddling
Mixing synonyms like the shitās RĆ©my, Henny and Gin
Everything I spin a sin
Think you been a king?
The French done sent them to guillotines
Your shit donāt appeal, get popped like Ritalin
In a minute, Iāmma skin a simp-
-leton for the fuck of it
Huff and puff when the Dutch is lit
Lust is quick to corrupt a priest
Make me gut this bitch
His mug turns yellow as puss and piss
This French fries him, his ketchup done dripped like mustard dip
Not the kind to be fucking with
Like nutting when your rubberās ripped in a gutter trick
Have your luscious lips hungry chick judge the dick
she swears I tuck a fifth, got it locked like I cuff a wrist
War bringer ā have the dickless quiver
More triggered than 50 Centās index finger
strong defiance lit, in my songs, violence fits
Bursting flows at the mouth like my lipās an hydrant split
Spit my shit just to silence twits
Noncompliant prickāll flip and ignite the script
Bite and hit
Rage kicks when throwing frightening fits
Nobody's bugging, I am the primal glitch
your rugged mentality got bribed and tricked
Claws tucked deep inside giant fists
Had my ass threw in a glass tube by scientists
crashed through that bitch just like the Tyrant did
Iām tryinā to live but the worldās a crying bitch
hyping dicks like influencers buyinā tits
Strikinā lightning quick as a thought-mocker
Only can a thot top the cock-blocker, who hocks hotter?
Fight my way till I take what's on my final plate
Put their porcelain asses inside microwaves
they crack under pressure
none can measure
that thunder gesture when drunk professor runs the lecture
Dumb cunts better leave their nuts on the dresser
what you bust is rust for gun collectors
Iāll fry the lames with the pen till I tear a wrist (terrorist)
Like I was born to fly a plane and never miss
Cats want me dead cause my shitās disgusting and sick
Put a bag on my head like a pig ugly as shit
I've been drowning in my sorrow like there was no tomorrow
roaming with the homie at night through several boroughs
two ding dongs get their drinks on
in the club standing out like elephants in pink thongs
mingling, ladies giggling, glasses tinkling
dozing off and nodding as the pretty asses jiggling
I'm in the zone, feeling like my dome
is cracking to smithereens like when bending styrofoam
clinger fiend too afraid to die alone
over emotional, internally cry and moan
Boredom reigns supreme in a life full of mean and
scheming leeches feeding off your measly self-esteem
How you be serene when you grow up as a teen
with no team and you're excepted to work like a machine?
No one showed me love or bothered to give a call
Where the fuck you was when I was hugging them walls?
Some dudes bench-pressed on the yard for popping toolies
I was riding the schoolyard bench, dodging bullies
real recognize real, that's a shame nobody knew me
late in the game, pain of an exhausted newbie
pussies trigger me, must want me causing shootings
toxic blueprint to the youth, hocking true shit, yikes
How the fuck you grow up when put down by your parents?
Why they think you throw up middle fingers in they faces
when negative ideas and shit be reflecting on your playlist?
they lazy ass won't question it at all, they can't face it
Dads teach their seeds how to stand their fucking ground
got seedy and grounded, can't stand, I'm cussing loud
What kind of support you get?
life'll get ya bored and stressed
over chores and mess
your ass never asked to be born in this
sorting things out is sort of tedious
no wonder you becoming more and more devious
delirious Joker don't joke around, hardcore is serious
been gassed for the laughter like back to back right after class
Picture these jackasses dying laughing like laughing gas
I know Iāll get the last laugh, flow gets right up your ass crack
Shoot and get the loot, Borderlands, cut your claptrap
lips acting bat wings, flapping fast yapping raps, facts is rash,
what's the use of giving a shit or two
when you're trapped in crap?
Onyx mindstate, living life in the fast lane
till my last dayz, coffin's my way
I'm a recurring headache like alcoholics migraines
my advices ain't hollow, you'll catch those hot tips I spray
they say God spread love to wake up your faith, true, true
but my angel from above the one I stay faithful to
braids too cute, your hazel eyes hypnotize
when I face you, boo
was lost like a stray sheep, shit hits deep as a stray bullet
makes you sweat like a spinning barrel in Russian roulette
had to pull the wool off, liberate the third eye
all the stunts I pull off, no toll, fuck a turnpike
Michael Myers armed with the spike of the Eiffel Tower
that's a sport, like PE, guys see me fight the power
my drive bring out the smoke like car tunes
me and my homies ride together like carpool
keep your heart tuned, try and drop me in a shark pool
with no harpoon, just like cartoons,
my slaps stick and they are doomed
When their ass soon to turn blacker than a dark night in Cameroon
floating free, catching z's in my bubble
run the roads, leave 'em in the dust like coyotes that struggle
should I act humble? In a world wishing my craft crumble?
Put a cock in it like retards who rap mumble
fresh air, bright sun, green trees, meek breeze
all this stuff suits me like a three-piece, feel me
relevant, living a feeble existence, shit'll haunt me
worse than a resident evil zombie
calm me? No chance, I need to compete
plans laid like a pavement, shit is concrete
head's hella sharp but I shouldn't be spear-headed
short of a deck of cards, my game seeks mere merits
feed on your sadness like Cartman with a tear fetish
deadbeats and bars don't mix except dads with beer bellies
nothing to do, true, too cuckoo to nest
in a saturated market, my heart stress
over having zero targets (Target)
How are you to shop feelings I sow to harvest?
fuck your school crap, my sorry ass is too lazy
can't wait to get back to the crib and nap like a baby
can't do my math, it won't save me
all I wanna do's smash a lady
in the bed snoozing, rapping daily
cruising through shit fast and crazy
till it's a wrap bigger than Eryka Badu's turban
pour my heart out to the last drop like a flask of Bourbon
My blade a mic, sharp and shock creepy cyphers
Razor style off the top, Peaky Blinders
Beware the cap, when I bust it, no limit
the punditāll gun it, the dumping infinite
like thumping clean lyrics
off Emās overlooked first LP
Drip like chocolate batter, tell me
how much the luscious textureās melty
No matter how frail, my vigor
makes me come back from failure quicker
thatās how you tell a spitter
bound to bounce up fast off the tale like Tigger
Haters stay on their job, as any dork should
twisting stories like attorneys in courtrooms
What I have in store is rare ware
Yāall wannabe-lambo
driving lame hoes get played like a banjo
Plus I feel like a kazoo when your dame blow
me, so keep mumbling mumbo-jumbo
This aināt no
Saw, but I piece this jumble together like jigsaw
If I'm in the court, then I always plead the fifth
Ballin' on these whores, now I got more kids than squids
Actin' up a storm, so I feel like Will Smith
If he finna snitch, then we gon' make him squeal like pigs
Yeah, this may be a slug, but the snail, it got a switch
Diamonds on my pale, like I double up my drip
I don't like to talk about my bread, it just exist
They can tell it's oven crisp
Warm me up, like oven mitts
Colder than hail in the summer midst
The old will prevail like a rustic twist
Aye
It's Guap Gator, Aka Bagchaser, Aka Boss
Aka, the one to make your bitches salad tossed
Aka, big business bill getter bakin' better moss
I'ma home wrecker like a power loss
I don't worry 'bout no pressure, they were doubtin' God
Now I'm spoutin' off
Drown my outer gone
I'm tryna grow higher, like a mountain top
HUH!!!!
I'm on a roll, like the butter on toast
I am more cold than the glaciers north pole
Drop it low, with the suicide dohs
My drip heavy like a summer coast
My standard gold, but you could die slow
Father, we so
Ill like snot nose
I open the kitchen, and sell out the sto'
I'm buildin' my biness, these pussies is shittin' their britches, whenever they witness the host
Oh
Oh
Woah
Welcome to a world of chrome
Everything's a hollow clone
Artificial metronomes, and lyrics written by a ghost
Study me, I'm extra posed, to conquer worlds like my heads cone
These pussies lame like vegetables
I wouldn't take these edibles, they're extra potent
Next I'm growin', pressure lotus šŖ·
Fye on me burn my pocket open
Try me, I'ma lock the focus
Feel like Kodak, 'cause I never had a pot to piss in
Feel like Kodak, 'cause I'm runnin' with them toxic gremlins
Feel like Kodak, 'fore the fame, when he was droppin' sigils
Feel like Kodak, 'cause I'm Florida born like pocket missiles
Feel like Kodak, 'cause the lense better - optic crystal
There's diamonds on my pistol
I'm tryna find a Kendall, so I can play her fiddle
I solved the devil's riddle
And now I've come to spit truths when honesty is fickle
My philosophy is simple
I find the tallest tree that gives fruit
These crackas flakes like fish food
But I pay loyalty like shih tzus
Hoe, don't get excessively predictable
I don't like to know your every word like it's an interview
I was born cursed, and so I made that curse physical
Kaisen type flick of the wrist and I'm endin' you
Bitch, don't tell me how to act or you can take a seat back
It's been smellin' like weak gas, like she been in kneepads
I've been stellar off the glass
Hellen Keller, how I rap
I just move unfettered fast
Like feathers how I laugh
Huh huh
I don't wanna talk, no room for conversation
I got money lots they just see partial statements
You been hatin' on me, like the confrontation
Er'body talkin' fake, then they showin' fakeness
She opened her jaw, so she can fit my greatness
I MIGHT BE A MORTAL, BUT THESE HOES THINK I'M A GOD. BURNING UP IN ORBIT, STACKIN' PORTIONS TAJ MAJAL
I WAS BORN TO FLOOR IT, 'TIL IT STALL
I AM COLD LIKE WINTER, HOW THEY FALL
I just
I just
I just wanna redefine the reservoir
I was flippin' lime, with perfect resin jars
Do you wanna die so you can be on par?
That's the price to be this hard
Reload my dice, like I was winnin' cards
That pillow talk, get your head turned marsh
I'm in her WAP, she gon' suck off my heart
I'm a big boss, really gon' play the part
I'm a big stepper, got the track like a go kart
Florida born, yak, with the sack, I'ma go far
Hoe on my lap, and she suck me like no tomorrow
Yuh

Yuh
Yuh
Baby, I ā
Baby I tried to give you so many chances
You left my heart stranded
You'd taken advantage of me and my patience
I grew tired of waitin' for change, you weren't changin', just kept imitatin'. I thought that I knew you, I just knew your ā impersonation... I guess ... I ā should've guessed it... From ~ certain statements ~
I guess I should've been ahead of the curb, but you were slick, and pervasive
Always statin' what would make sense
But it's still you I'm cravin', even after all this medication
Gotta, push it all to the side, gotta ā keep it from my situation
Strivin' to be fine, but I'm denyin' meditation
Money my supply, it's what I do for recreation. I'm on pertinent grind, and it's a permanent vacation
i got a bad maid he try to rob me stoled my orange juice out the ice box i dont care cuz i like to fight yell at him if u dont work u dont get paid bad maid . stay in your lane stay in your lane i just make rap music im already paid refined he fliped me off i told him to behave all he do is lie to me hes a bad maid talk more crap about him cuz i can , remember your beautiful . baby are you happy. i got money in different languages this stuff translate into richs my bad maid he aint to expensive. office max buy you a penn . weak stuff im flexing on them again. refined. did my nails now im shine. pink and blue i sparkel if we got together would u cheat on me . is your love true how deep will it be call up a friend hes watching tv
It's young rider, the same one sung fire, flow provider - like a hose perspire, sippin' cider
When it's cold, I'm lighter, gettin' higher off unknown empires
I slide her, in the rink, then I Roddy Piper
I'm in the kitchen sink with molly, I don't get tired
I got moxy in the ink, like artists unretired
I was born to rock the boat
Now I'm sailin' tighter
White up in my nose, I look an umpire
I was really with the shit, like dust mites were
I was tryna freeze the road, I feel like Cold Miser
It's the big stepper, no pressure, just the stretcher, yuh, I'm a home wrecker, yuh, fuck your hoe better, yuh.
Uh huh
I ride the edge until I'm slippin' like a dart. They all think I'm dead like Bart. I was with the toaster, like a tart. I'ma pop-off, let it spark. I was ridin' closer to the ridge, like a wallet with the clip. Times when the cold mist felt like bliss. Just know I'm still so bent, like this bar that I take until I'm far, far from this shit, and this tar, that I feel, feel in my lungs, and these scars, and I'm still tryna repent, but it gets harder when it's just me dealin' with them, and it's darker, I can't see shit, yuh. Now you're gone, it's just me, and your likeness. I still wrestle with your ghost, but it's left me feelin' slighted. Now my thoughts get violent. And I wrestle with the outcome. I'm in the middle like Malcom, but you stuck to me like talcum. Spell it out, I still don't listen, to your qwerty. You fuckin' with my wisdom, tryna tour me. Hoe, I am not affording you the time, I'm not consorting. I got education way I'm always boarding. And you always low vibration like and old recording
I remember days when I was dyin', feelin' tied up. Now I'm gettin' paid, like Bruce Wayne, I've got a light hunch. That I'm great, and this might be the time I rise up, and engage with the rage and self defiance. I triumph, from the pain that enslaves me like a mind bug. I'm wholly in this space, growin' 'til divine, and held in high regards.
I feel like NASA made, how I've been massive and defyin' charts
I get the blade then I dull the bitch. I lived in pain now I'm ownin' it. I took this lane, now I'm goin' in. I'm David Blaine, make your nose amiss. Caught insecure, so I froze my wrist. Talkin' to my ultimate, you know it's him, the golden grin, I'm growin' whit, like focused jits. I blow this track to bits. I was in the back with spliffs. Smokin' til I had to miss, 'cause I had told my ma, I'm sick. But that's not wrong. Like shit, I'm iller than a dog. Detonate the costic gauze, in this game no noddin' off, that's a loss of jaw.
I just let you let you go, so I can ventilate. You thought that I was fickle bones, and now I'm center stage. Show you how to work the dough, baby, let me demonstrate. I dominate a bitch, and they gon' try and call it women hate. I'm eatin' off the dinner plate. She got signs, and they all warnin' I should get away.
Overzealous of those seekin' my disconnection, yet they're more doused in God's affection. You lack perspective? Let's down some heavy sedatives until we're dead like sin. Let me grant it to you, in a message, with words that rhyme embedded with sermons. Heard you searchin' through the vine, like a vermin. Heard she dry? But she's squirmin', more supply of holy water than churches, forgive me father, for my burdens, I'm still learnin'
Man, this chat empty, like the Henny. That I'm sipping, tryna find some peace within me, that's a mission, with no ending. I'm repenting, with the father, and he's filling, me with charters, and he's gifting, me his daughters
I'm so gifted, praise the martyr
I'm ascendin', leavin' markers
Follow me to God's yonder
Let the thoughts ponder
I was fully lost farther than the darkest even darker
Now I host like Bob Barker, so I got plot armor
Spilled blood like it's yard work. I'ma have him hard turned if he talkin' on the book like Harvard. You lookin' stupid, cracka, all words. I can tell he fake by his jaw curve
I could get this boy a fade, like I'm his barber
- in a case, like it started as heartburn
I'ma show grace, if it's willed
Honestly, lately, I don't wanna feel
Takin' these pills 'til I'm grounded like mills
I was stuck doubtin', now I popped the seal
You were a bad bitch, held the deal
I'm feelin' massive, like shaquill
Now you just cat piss, that's a ew
You just some plastic, gotta peel
You got me latched in, like a noose
I was a bad kid back in school
Dope in the mattress with the tool
Hopin' the past ends when I move
Stuck in the past tense, get it through
I'm movin' mad quick, got the juice
This no Aladdin, but we flew
Yuh
Getting high with God
(Ooh yeah)
Enter my menage
(Ooh yeah)
Seen it through the fog
(Ooh yeah)
Evils where I crawl
(Mhm)
Demons in my jaw
(Mhm)
In the secrets that I talk
(Uh yuh)
Just listen, fully watch the crowd
(Mhm)
Stop lookin' at the clock, quit the count
(Uh yuh)
I'ma show you what this life really about
(Mhm)
Florida born, and I never made it out
Perfect storm, I've been wetter than a spout
(ooh yeah)

I wrestle with these doubts ā I'ma calculator
When I'm feelin' down, take uh agitator
Your bitch from the south, she uh alligator
She gon' eat me out, I ain't a masturbator
I stick to her mouth, like a now and later
I live in this drought, but I cactus savor
If she actin' down, I circumnavigate her
(Ooh)
I was born to count like dracula
Flip the pound, like a spatula
Yeah, I drown on the rackula, 'cause my flow so spectaculuh
(Ooh)
I'ma grow like vernaculuhs
(Ooh)
I'ma grow like vines
on the roof of my garden ā smokin' potent pines - growin' high
It's arson, how we over fried
No hope in sight like targets of my open sights
I stay in mine regardless, like a poltergeist
I'm a martian
in the sky like a throw from James Harden
(Ooh)
I'm blessed with pain scarrin' my broken mind
(Ooh)
(Yeah)
Don't know where I'm goin', or if I'll survive
This world feelin' Shonen how I find demise
Sip my potion, then I'm flyin' high
So far from the home-it's, like apartheids
Slowly I've been ghosted from these heart ties
Open me to moments of barred divide
Smoke until the broken feels a far lie
Even for a moment, help me realize
Life is more than real, it's what we feel inside
I don't wanna deal, but need the meal supplied
I juggle all these demons like a delegate
Under all the fiendin', there's some residence
Sobered up my head again, but now they seemin' prevalent Open up the Texas gin to help me feel like sediment
This all started with impediments
Now I'm so far ahead of them
I got no bars, just mescaline ā it's my medicine
Helps me get right, quit stressin' it
I'm feelin' fine, but I'm not excellent
And I don't need to be
I'm tired of the secrecy, like
What they see in me?
I've been providin' lately, I ain't eatin' free
So just dine with me, luh baby, even though your seat a fee
I smoke lethal trees til I'm high like Seagulls be
I pray my evil leaves, in line like it's easy squeeze
I don't people please, to meet my needs
I seek the green
BLAU
BLAU
BLAU
FUCK ON YO BITCH FROM THE BACK CAUSE HER THROAT HURT
SQUIRT ON YO HOE LIKE A TUBE OF SOME GOGURT
GAVE ME SOME HEAD NOW SAY THAT I OWE HER
SHAWTY SHE BAD BUT SHE NOT GOOD AT CLOSURE
BLAU
BLAU
BLAU
CANT ROGER THEESE NIGGAS MY DRIP IS OCEAN SURF
RIDE TO THE CLUB PULL UP PAST YOUR OLD TURF
MAKING THEESE RACKS ONLY THING THAT IS FOR SURE
CALL UP YA THOT SHE READY WITH SHORT SKIRT
BLAU
BLAU
BLAU
YEAH ITS YA DAD PULL UP MATTE BLACK YEAH
NO STRINGS ATTATCHED, STILL CRACK IT DOWN BAD YEAH
IM THE BEST THAT SHE HAD, LEFT YO HOE SAD YEAH
SPITTING TO THE LONELY BLUE YEAH THE EARTH BITCH IT AINT ONLY YOU
FUCK AROUND SING ACAPELLA ON THE NEWS, FUCK WITH EM ONLY IF THEY TRUTH YEAH
POP ME A JUICE, HEAD IS ON SCREW (YEAH)
ON TOP OF ME CANNOU, POKAHONTIS BADDIE ON THE MOVE YEAH
FUCK A CREW LOOK AT MY SHOES EVERYTHING NEW NEW YEAH
WHIP IS ON CRUISE, WINNING CANT LOSE
RIDE IN THE BENZ AND SMOKE TWO
DAMN LOOKED WHAT BOY CHOOSED
TOP OF THE MOON DRIP BABY BLUE
NECK IS A POOL
WRIST IS LIKE A GLASS OF SWISS MISS, CHRISTMAS PERFUME
SHE USED TO VIDAL SASSOON, NOW IT PAUL MITCHELL SMOOTH
WE EAT RAPPERS, DONT EVEN CHEW (OOOOOOOH)
PASS IT DOWN LIKE IM DREW
N.O. LIKE BOOSIE (WHAT?!)
Yuh, this pressure ā feelin' like a test ā
head hurts from these Marlboro reds
No lessers, show them all respect
No guessers, I installed the steps
Like ladders, off the Percocet, and shatter
Hear the chatter, demons whisper, like they matter
They just Casper, tell them get bent like reactors
I'm not after, what they offer ā a new chapter, with no father
Built them up, like potters
I'ma send them down to slaughter
I was in the rough as fotter, with no love, nothing to ponder
Came up from the mud, like hogs were, spillin' blood, and makin' hearts burn
I just wanna make the artwork
Fuck the lames, they hate, it's all words
Me, and Dank, turn that track into Anne Frank
Breathe, stand straight, understand that you can break
Be humble, in this game you gon' fumble
See, Plan A, no back up, if you can't aim
Ugh
You gon' act up, you get muffled
Came out from the struggle, where we only knew the hustle
Life get heavy like my duffle, if they search me that's a double
Am I worthy of my cudgel?
Fuh
Got this Vergil it might cut you
I move forward, I can't undo
Ugh
Yuh, this just what it come to
You a stupid luh hoe, and you basic
But you turn my pole into a spaceship
Tootsie Roll, she gon' waste it
Whole day spent fuckin' up the fragrance
Wookie robe, yet she fuck me like I'm famous
Book the show, they gon' nod to the vibration
i need some lyrics who can write for us
Hit me in my DMās, Iāll ghostwrite for you def
SMOKIN THAT GRADE A
SMASH YO BITCH TELL HER HAVE A GOOD DAY
FROM MY HOOD YOU DONT PLAY
SPREAD A BAD HOE LIKE MAYONAISE
XXXMAS TIME SHE ON NEW PHASE
FUCK ON YO HOE THE LONG WAY
PEEWEE HERMAN WITH THE BLUNT STRENGGTHH
UNDER THE IMPRESSION MAKE EM ABOUT FACCE
TATTOO ON FACE BAD BITCH GRABBIN WAIST
Woke up today feelin' depraved
Wanna bake a cake, and fill it with remains
Just follow me to escape
Wanna bes talk all the same, but all on me is their dames
In my inner pain, thoughts is interlaced, nothing replicates, I delegate like dinner plates
I grow from sinners ways, enslaved to prison chains
Anyways, better lanes, never came to fill the void
Stuck in alleyways, with the lames I should avoid
I'm still slidin' in like Troy, tryna level up my poise
Smokin' on that noise, now I can't breathe like Floyd
Eatin' up like grace, you can't tell me how I made this choice
I moved bricks of opioids, bars like it was the voice
Fuck you, stay mad
Fuck you, stay loud
Fuck you, keep shouting
Iām not around
You rap at ghosts
You beg for the smoke
I left you choking
Oh shit, you spoke?
You still mad I didnāt fold
I still donāt do what Iām told
You need beef, I need peace
Thatās the gap you canāt close
You run your mouth like cardio
Out of breath, still inferior
Whole image built on anger
No skill, just interior
You say my name like a prayer
I donāt hear it, donāt care
You aināt deep, you all ego
And that shitās not rare
You stuck replaying my exit
Like thatās your peak, how pathetic
I cut you off, you spiraled
Called it āart,ā I call it desperate
You aināt scary, you annoying
Same tantrum, different beat
You donāt want this smoke; you want eyes
You donāt want war, you want me
These crackas think I'm sweet like cream
Bitch please
Fudge packers in the streets, thuggin' in they dreams
Their bitch fuckin' for a key, it's nothin' cheap
Unwrap her like swiss cheese - then I have her tend my needs - without a fee - she drown in glee - she loud for me - she spout like sinks off balconies
I'm down to eat, like Applebee's
Uh huh
Your bitch prolly a foreign proxy, but I lay it on her, she need more salami, how she kamakazi got me actin' Nazi, gotta feed her daily, like a tamagotchi
Been crazy, but now God is watching
Uh huh
Who they call, when they need an army?
Uh huh
Who they call, when they need a soldier?
Yuh
Who they call, when they got a problem?
Mhm
Who gon' solve it when the day is over?
Who gon' save me from myself?
Yuh
Every day I feel 'im gettin' closer
I don't smoke to get high
I smoke so I can feel less
My senses up in the sky
Gotta bring them down to real, let - these demons leave my ear, so I feel like van goh, told her baby I gotta persevere, so I can not handhold
And yuh, I love you, but I can't start feelin' Rambo
'cause this love could crash like bandos
I'm sorry that I hurt you, really shoulda let that mans go
I'm sorry for the words used, and the scars, you've seen no ando
Know I cook it up, it's Andouille
My son smart, like Griffin stewie
I feel like Bart off the loose leaf
How I write the board 'til it's fully
I got money lots, I'm the bank man
Stack it mountain top like it's Graceland
Uh huh
I'm a lost cause, locked on, to what God wants, but my soul gone, it's in the cold frost with bought love
If she talk much, that's a red flag - like java
I gotta lotta, and that's my bad
If she love me like a boss does, then she can get a bag
Can't read me like some bold font
Your bitch easy like a hoe's cost
she a whole thot
she got the toe socks
She gon' suck me 'til I'm so lost
So I fist her like a gold watch
Yuh, you miss her, but I don't, nah
You can't hold on, to what's sold off
I'm a whole boss, whip gon' pay the toll cost
Water on my wrist get heavy, so I made the boat rock
Father, am I livin' steady? Cause I feel I'm posed top
how I flow raw, feelin' magnum, how I go off
Chevy, barred up, like I broke laws
Smokin' medley, reachin' stardom, off the rope strong
TOLD EM THE COST, CAUSE THEY ALL FAUX
MAKE A HOE TOUCH HER TOES SO BAD SHE AWFUL
WOAH NIGGA GAINING SLOW, SEE WHAT IT SHOWS
ROCKING OUT THE SHOW SPEAKERS SPLATTER GLOBE
LEAVIN CRATORS, DEBATORS STAY HATERS
IM AT THE ROOT LIKE A CARROT, CALL ME FADE AIKEN
FUCK AROUND AND GET YO JAYS TAKEN,
IM LIKE JAY Z WITH THE BACON
M'S COMING IN TOO FAST NEED A TRAY FOR THE RAKING
NEED BIG RACKS IN PAYMENT
BAD BITCH SHE AWAKEN TO EIGHT DAYS OF VACATION
I hate to admit it, I've struggled ascendin', am I really livin', it doesn't feel like it, I'm distant, I'm tryin' division, my likeness is frigid, I'm tryna get it, the money, in digits cuz I'm tryna fit it, no matter the cost, we still gon' be frost, green like moss, team stuck like sauce (uh huh)
I'm tied in this minute, I'm tryna realize that life is one in a million, I weigh out the scale, like a reptilian
Born to prevail, predicted like Simpsons
Hoe, pay your bail, I'm not an extension
I'm flyin' in brail, the blind get a vision
Tied to the pale, like a superstition
Your hoe a snail, she drip like depictions
I've been this kale, how I get this spinach
Gettin' sales, like I got a license
Send it in the mail, it's a flight risk
I've been fine, I'm high as shit
Focused on what's mine, I'm still a prideful prick
I'm well in bliss, but I had stresses then, back outside divine intelligence I was dyin' in irrelevance (Uh huh)
Outside with the nine, I was tellin' it
My doubts of my designs I was stressin' then
Soul glides, when I'm higher than Everest
Fold ties if desires get too prevalent
My whole life I've been divin' into sediment
Smokin' on this pine, it's heavy pressure like impediments
Love potion number nine, on my neck, she is obsessed with it
Four car garage, in the house where the guest will live
Twelve a mirage, to the gang, like some testaments
She my Lois Lane, she make me shoot beams at the threats of men
I've been smokin' toonchi, when the flower not correctin' sins
2 bad bitches ride me crazy like no medicine
Hoe tryna save me, but I think I'm doing excellent
Thirteen reasons why I think I'd rather be ahead of them
(Oh yeah)
STEADY AHEAD OF THEM, GUCCI IS MY ELEMENT
SUMMER GRINDED HARDER THAN A BITCH WINTER TIME FRESH PEPPERMINT
OK YES IM GOING IN
LEFT POCKET PURPLE GOT ME GRIN
FADED WITH 2 TWINS, TWIN, I CAN LEND
FIT LOOK LIKE 2 MODELS FROM LONDON
STACKS GONNA BEND
OK SHE ROUGH LIKE A BRILLO
HIGHER THAN A FIELD GOAL
PARK THE RANGER WAY GONE
BRINGING HOME THE BACON
DONT FUCK WITH AGENTS
CANT STUCK TO WAGES
PHANTOM I RACED IT
BARS ON BARS SPITTIGN SENSATION
NO ONE COULD REPLACE THEM
SPITTING COLDER THAN A BASEMENT
YOU CAN STAY MAKING SENSE/CENTS
ME IM CHASING STRAIGHT M'S
RIDE SO DARK THEY TRYNA CHECK MY TINT
RIMS CUT SO HARD GOTTA WATCH UR SHIN
A MELLOW TYPE NIGGA BLAME THE SINS
PORTFOLIO UNDIRECTABLE, NOT RATED TEEN
BEEN HATED MEAN, CAUSE I PULL UP CLEAN IN THE CANDY BEAM
CANDY GREEN BEAN SEATS
CANDY CA-CANDY BLEACHED UGH
CANDY GREEN BEAN SEATS
CANDY CA-CANDY FEATS UGH
DROP DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWN
YOU KNOW WHAT IM TOUCHIIIIIIINNNN (BIG M'S)
DROP DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWN
CANT RUN UP ON ME STAY CLUTCHIIIIIINNNNNNN
PARKED OUT THE WHIP AND KICKED OUT YO BITCH (UGH)
BIG DOG BARK OUT THE BENZ
Aye, it's the head honcho, stress is the motto
Debt compost, like the check written hallow (boss)
These roads el dorado, now I'm livin' like gespacho
How I roam like a bop hoe, got me deep in harsh cold (Boss)
feel I won the lotto, Ja does a lot though (uh huh) dollar bills buy out the grotto, used to bein' killed, now I'm livin' as a god host
Go ahead and film me as I rot slow (boss)
Watch me decompose with this evil no one knows
Body in the grove, leave a needle with the rose
I run with my people, but I always be alone
40. in the clip got me feelin' hella broke
I could make a flip, and turn this feather into gold
Head is splintered from this overthinkin', gotta get centered, like a totaled Lincoln
I've been open bleedin', go and pour the bleach in
I've been more conceited, but it's for a reason
I've been tourin' Eden, 'til I'm bored to pieces
Of this form I'm leavin', like a dormant thesis
Push me til I'm manic, and I go to ease it
I've been speakin' Spanish, how they don't perceive it
Holdin' needs in, 'cause I hope to beat them, as I grow in season. I've been off the deep end, but I know no weakness
Uh huh
Grow with me now, 'cause it's worth the chance
My heads in the clouds due to circumstance
Fully in doubt, but the fern enhanced
Smokin' that loud, had me earnin' ham
I was servin' yams, with the perfect stance
Get your bags up, I can't love on no skinny hoe
Shake that ass, hun, we gon' make a luh video
She said the cash dumb, but she's still on vimeo
She a broke bitch, givin' throat tryna get a bone
She a joke bitch, she a clown, like a juggalo
She talkin' 'bout a drought, then you know I gotta up her dose
Minus four, feel like minus thirty five
Minnesota cold, this shit is homicide
Thats it that's all I have I am fucking freezing
Flow is cold, water on me freezin'
Noone knows, the father and his grievin'
How this dome gone off the deep end
People changin' by the seasons like the leaves did
I could tell you secrets that could change the way you thinkin'
Like, what the fuck you eatin'?
It's all pretend, artificial
Nothing left is real, it's just cardboard with a stencil
Florida life still, stuck floatin' as some fish food
All these thots in heels, they can't balance what the kid do
Feel like Dr Phil, the way I made these pills move
She don't know about what I been through
But she talkin' 'bout some struggle shit
She thinkin' that she bad, truth she look snuffleufugus
Had my hand on heat, like oven mitts
She just tryna chase that summer bliss, but she never tried hustlin'
Greedy luh hoe, tryna take my cash and run with it
Yuh, shawty know I'm broke, but she gon' try to leave me under him
'Cause she mad she gave me throat, then passed me off like I'm some Culligan
Now she see the Cullinan, and ice on me like Solomon
Uh huh
It's Gbg, aka Isa, aka guap gator, aka regular, aka the horizontal harmony
She gon' go and get hers
Let her be that bitch, but I ain't gon' be her Mr
Members with the switch, but it's legal on the trigger
I've been lethal like a fissure
Uh huh
It's Isa
Uh huh
Uh huh
Baby, tell you how you manage, when you're stranded, feeling damaged, like you can't win, isolated by the bread like a sandwich, given head but you can't stand it, and I see you lookin' candid, pantin' when you pop these vances, I'm the king of second chances, broke me once, but now I'm standin' in position like a fan is. Show me how you answer, when I'm another planet
Tired o' the banter, wave your white banner, like divine advances
It's Gbg, and I just quit the green
Only spirit in my body is God's divinity It's me, sign many enemies
Sanctify my killing spree, the father still forgivin' me
You wanna be history?
I could put you into articles, like limousines
I could turn you into particles, like entropy
It's Gbg, it's Isa. Over heights like Visa. Open minds to secrets. They do not believe us. You were always evil, saw through you like Eva. Devil tryna tempt me when I level up my Aether
Threaten me with misery but I'm dancing with the reaper
Really, there's no chip in this game, like a casino
It's Gbg, the Gambino being G-low
Swear they think I got a cheat code
We gon' spell it out, they see no
Blind like no peep hole
I'ma different type, I be so
Green like Ceelo
Uh uh uh uh
AHHHHHHHHHHH
My language grooves fluently dangerous when I lose stupidity I spit truthfully rip the mic brutally spaz stupidly niggas you must rap smoothly otherwise Iāll strap the tooly, niggas who try angles (triangles) on me move congruently the whole block move with me usually square up with these niggas and box em thatās congruency, raps always solid but I flow fluidly, flow like the fluid sea, the best finesser I con (icon) jewelry, always an Uncle Tom but no tomfoolery, niggas see me and see Iām what they used to be
Infinity Nigga
Nigga use different words I use words differently my words hurt efficiently niggas simply become a product of my validity, vocabulary not limited to unlimiting thoughts thatās really infinity nigga
My speech impediment creates a settlement of rap guilt for residents that embezzles the elegant elements that I be creating on this plantation foundation, fire flows and water hose plants seed blows by wind thatās dirt-y, surely my raps flirty, enchants the hip hop lover
Raps love that you canāt recover from, causing you to stutter when meet the pretty rhymes, speechless as Iām but be aware do not become impeached by the breach of clauses, what causes the independent rap bosses to become an office novice is the same cause Moss had when he was, uh receiving offers
Iām cooking this imaginary beat
Looking like an adversary defeat but I rap and carry the heat, like a frying pan Iām scarier than the meat my nigga
If we got beef we gonā handle that, beef starts with the shove and ends with the shovel, niggas on the corner reminiscinā of you itās basically the repetition of the double entendre
Ay check me out
Watch this
Iām part of a living tribe you know (tribunal), I can see the soul the kings we oppose we got deployed in war, it was tricky, but due to historical facts you shouldāve known you wouldāve gotten destroyed if you pygmy (pick me) the environment was black, we got sent to retirement yo life is expirinā man
Quickly
I quickly wrote
Drew notes
Thatās how I create my battle page
When the comp. is (compass) high I donāt have to compromise my data range, the data strange
Optimize my performance, I never had trouble with the experience
This just look like the double-slit experiment, my approach atāem (atom) changed
I can see how we compensate (comp is ate) the comp is (compass) great but itās taking me to the wrong direction
Give me a strong correction
Another One
A resident for dead presidents I read messages now I become real desolate. I feel the apocalypse imminent as a tenant of hip hop, I kill the synonyms what's similar to pedigree, it's all feminine. Mix the English with the elegance, speeches with intelligence, you know how eloquent language is, it's all embelishment, I go to heaven and hell again by tellin' the devil how to become a jealous sin. A game of chess is black and white, those who lack of sight will max the price of having mice, cats who got tongues got guns gats who got none get got done when they reach hot ones
Niggas who got raps will resort to fun rhymes, any nigga who dare to shoot shots at me will take gun fines, it's only right I throw jabs at the nigga who can't get the punch line
I like your rhymes, very authentic schemes and wordplay. Here is my critique of it:
Word salad is valid if its best served on a palette, you have the nerve, the talent to write artistic rhymes, authentic lines. Your aesthetic rhymes contains emetics that make me wanna throw up, ill shit in my mind blows up as I read your text, it's not the best but it tests my mentality, I valiantly try to contain my stomach as dirty thoughts block the telepathy, the art shocks the messaging and the vomit I could smell it, Iām unable to block the mind read, Magneto's helmet.
Thatās how you lyrically assassinate someoneās fascination with rap engagement
If they too sick you gots to vaccinateā em
Am I right?
It's Gbg, and illmaculate
Lyrical assassin whit, been had this shit, in the bag like a plastic twist
You came in adequate, to slay a dragon kin, no pacifist, I just add to it
You say this magic quick so I can't Blaine you for what's happenin'
That pressure like a catalyst, catalytic like a tweaker
The best words never had to fit, like t shirts
Stained red like apple skin, bars stacked like bleachers
I sin when I feel this avalanche of pride as a reader
Seein' I'm not the only seeker
Tentacles from the Aether
'Member smokin' cylindrocal reefer
Now it's all biblical, preacher
I'm in a different room than either
The devil, or his leachers
I think there's spiritual connection
But it could be spherical obsession
Circles that I question
Purple on the necklace
To them it's prolly aesthetic
But to me, it represents wholly dissected from these drugs I ingested
I sought the holy direction,
No one to hold me, but I'm hotter than hell is
They talkin' the old me, but they're untested
Now it's the whole scene I've been pressed in
I can not see where I'm headed ā
I just see where I'll be ā when I'm clean of infections
Uh huh
Yuh
Marked on the map, like Preston ā Garvey
Hard to be that host, Steve Harvey
Slowly my words get slow like Cardi as I reload, God sends an army
Uh huh
It's all love. It's Gbg Isa, aka Guap Gator, aka Martian Man, aka The Tyrannical Tetrahedron
If I dissed him, it wouldn't be theoretical
I could turn him to a vegetable like lesser food, but he's been respectable, in lettered truths
Even enemies are legible for God's directables
I could really be a villain, I'm impressionable
I could build a buildin' out his edibles
Talkin' like a cannibal, I'm Hannibal
I could drink him like a Danimal
Pin him like an animal
Pinch him with these mandables
Truth?
I'm too advantaged to
Where you from god?
Florida. Where are you from, G? š
NY
I aināt know Florida had nice niggas in it
You definitely put them on a map
With your freestyles
Yeah? š Thank you so much, Brodie
That's big. I was really fond of your word word play and complex rhyme schemes, and the respect you put into your battle rap type of style
There was honesty and symmetry and fluidity that I don't often see
Thank you
Hereās a old but gold one
There's a few famous rappers from Florida. It's because honestly Florida will bring out the best and worst in any person
This was 7 years ago when I first started writing
Looking back it was whack
But this freestyle was pivotal in launching me on the online underground scene
The Glock 9 that I'm grippin could start a bonfire.. I'll hog tie ya division
A dogfighter with SWAT sniper precision; my strong right'd make God cry in submission
with shots primed to go online in an instant, put the pistol-grip to ya neck
Rippin into ya flesh; the grimmest picture of Death's sickle swingin in synergistic effect
Constructin your fate with multiple blades I culled from the Ancients
Approach your city carryin the skulls of the vanquished like the hull of a slave ship
Summon the strength of Goliath.. hit like a Congo viper hocking saliva
Somalian pirate in the wake of Poseidon, my optical fibers like an Oculus visor
A locust swarmin out the lotus blossom, the wrong one to go to war with
Ronin swordsman in cloaking armor like a Trojan horse full of Roman Spartans
A polar storm shiftin the global orbit, reached the pinnacle of lethal cynosure
My genes're sinister.. DNA print reads as genius literature with Nietzsche's signature
Brain fires impulses from pilot's controls.. process data with dire results
My mindāll make a diamond corrode; to write what I know'd leave you white as a ghost
Or with Meyer syndrome.. I'm Einstein if he wired his skull to a nitrogen bulb
A dynamo clone in a scientist's coat, deciphering rows of binary code
Sometimes the olds are gold
I know Florida known for its SoundCloud heavy style, I aināt known yaāll was lyrical like that, but you def opened my eyes
Or should I say eye
Singular
Aye, there's some tight lines in there. For the beginning of your writing career, that's stupid impressive
This whack, I know what you thinking itās whack, I know that š¬
AZ was my influence for this freestyle š
What kind of dude say AZ they lyrical inspo? š
Well, I lean heavy into SoundCloud style a lot because that's what I grew up on, but I've been trying to find myself spiritually and it's hard for me to turn down an opportunity to expand my lyricism in doing so
I wouldnāt say beginning beginning but like
You know
It was one of my first biggest freestyles that kind of launched me to the online scene
Yeah, I started writing when I was ten, but it was dog water. In terms of genuine writing, I'm completely nubile
Thatās called integrity right there
Something a lot of artists missin in todayās game
It takes a real artist to admit they faults and flaws
Yeah, I completely agree, but I don't want to produce spiritual gateways that lack the finesse of higher frequencies old heads often reminisce
Donāt cringe
I love me a petite chick, lovely with them C tits
Even comfy with them B tits, but nothing in that D shit
Jeeziz, I just wanna hump me a complete stick
I love it when they tummies lookin hungry cause I feed dick
Eat this, honey, little bunny actin sheepish
Running cause she keeps fit, stunning in them jeans, sick
Each slim babe got me cumming when I see ribs
And grease intake isn't something that these b's get
I frequent teen pink dot com, hot blondes
And these chicks need weight, eat steak? Not long
Please stay posh mommy, I see tank tops, yummy
But these babes not hungry, lean shaped, not chubby
She stays rock. Fuckin cheesecake? Nah buddy
Keeps weight off munching clean, straight, raw
Plus she beās way hot, suck my D straight off
Bustin cream, spray sauce cause the BJās oncoming
These days all pudgy gals lookin gross
Beef face tall tubby round, itās a no
De-flate off a hundred pounds from ya though
Then I semen-ate a solid liquid ounce in ya throat
I canāt picture no wife lookin like a walrus
But can picture so tight pussy with my sausage
Sandwiches? Oh my, put it in the garbage
Damn bitches, no guy couldnāt hit that mosh pit
Put it in the hospi-t-a-l
Cause that pussy get the trauma if she aināt whale
But if itās cookies and itās chocolate, and she stays cow
Then Iām bookin it, Iām gone until she weighs down
Got a prepaid round the whole world trip
And a briefcase now, if olā girl go blimp
Aināt no E-Bay accounts to bone no bitch
I donāt need PayPal, Iām a stone cold pimp.
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Now, now, that ā THAT was whack, but I bet you were a player, huh? š
There's still a lot of lyrical finesse ngl, but that's wild nonetheless
Ice spice head ahh
What you think of this random keyboard freestyle right here? #1078188325313183754 message
LMFAO
Sadly lotta girls in my school influence by Ice Spice
Girls on the hallway twerking, throwing gang signs, getting cracked at that young age
I thought that was pretty fire. A little loose in terms of verbage, but as a fresh draft there was a heavy amount of fire material
Thank you man
Yeah, I can easily lean into low vibrations, but I have found that it's more enjoyable mentally to invite in higher divinities
Crafty lyrics fill hip hop spirits with good merits š„
Imagine this rapped on Duel of the Iron Mic beat š„
Now that tooly bar from my previous freestyle kinda makes sense
Guns shooting rappers is a prevalent theme in my keyboard raps
A lot of these songs invite energies. Words hold far more power than people assume. Words give light to thought. Thought is something outside of what is determined scientifically as real. In terms of scientific theory, consciousness and thought can not actually exist. But it does. If people mastered the words, they can master their complex thoughts and give light to feelings and things outside of tradition perspective. For me, music is a lot more than just music. It's a way to articulate, and through articulation and the refinement thereof, everything that exists in the physical realm can be described and manipulated to a positive or negative effect. When people listen to these songs, they don't think about what's being created. They just think about the beat. I've heard this new generation say it many times. I'll say a song is trash, and they'll say "Well, listen to the beat". And the beat is low frequencies, the types of frequencies that open the heart and mind to vulnerable. That don't create, but allow yourself to be created. And in that, when it's combined with the words they listen to, they are literally becoming a part of a ritual that invites evils into them in the world that they're too low vibration to perceive. These entities exist, but not to them, because they are guided by them. They give and take from them, and string them along, and they allow them to for the sake of chemical fulfillment. There's more to music than people see. That's why angels are always singing
Music was made to please God. Most things were. But, if the devil can pervert it, he will. I very much have created low vibration ritualistic music in the past, and have felt the effects of it. There are powers on both sides. But when you're elevated above the flesh, what's merely spiritual no longer seems divine
Also, yeah, that is that finesse I was talking about. Lyrical symmetry that manifests energies in specificity
Damn thatās a large ass paragraph Iāma have to use AI to summarize it
But word is bond thank you for spitting that knowledge
Send me what AI sends you to ensure it didn't mutilate it
High effort post right there I respect it š„
Of course god
Word is absolutely bond. Because words are just labels we give to our presence that is outside of the physical. Every word is a step in a realm that most people can not perceive
Today mathematics, knowledge god š„
It really was no effort, but you are very welcome, and I am always available for these sorts of conversations
I appreciate you availability
Best ability is availability. And your presence here is undeniable
Means a lot. Glad you appreciate it
When we have time we can talk some conscious shit
Talk some grown up mature shit nah mean
Peace god, word is bond x5
Absolutely
Word is bond. I can tell you are more aware. That's why I talk to you of the fathers knowledge, as he has a special place for the heaven minded. I'll follow up with you whenever you're next available. Thank you for your time
Word up
Shawty wanna take a trip to the moon
Molly on her lips, she consumed
Yuh, her perfume fillin' up the room
Chillin' like she cool, but she serpentine
Jade jewels fit her perfectly
She a hurtin' fiend, feelin' misconstrued
Nowadays it hurts to breathe, but I'm livin' proof that she's certainly not true
She paint life like turpentine -made my mind a burdened thing unscrewed
She plastic like surgery, fake like purgery
Had been in her herse for free, twisted fate like cursive Ts
(Word is bond)
I perspire like water in a mire
Yuh
I don't know you
You can't even touch my fire
She a glider
She gon' fly away
Whenever money ain't got much to say
Told her, honey, get your on your way, ondolay, 'cause I'm gettin' paid
I'm okay, I don't need your faith
Yuh
This ire on my neck inspires
God lifts me higher
And higher
And higher
And higher
She used to rot my brain, now she ain't got much to say (Aye)
She a soul divider, known noone that's like her
Shawty wanna take a trip to outer space, but I'm no longer down to race (Yuh)
I'm no longer bound to change (Nuh)
(Uh huh)
I might go M.I.A
She tried to change my brain, like the C.I.A
Uh
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Wounds need agave
There's no Agapeā without God, you're not brave
You're not Beyonce
You're always talking
You need to listen
Stop reminiscin' on the pot that you had piss in
Had the pots in the kitchen with the Guap from the flippin'
Made it out the system, gives me purpose to existence
I could see beyond your surface, but it didn't make a difference
But you labeled me with burdens that you heavily insisted
Then tossed me to the curb when I was hurt by your persistence
God melodies got rhythm
I've been lost, but not dependent
Now she see the wock on pendant
And she's callin' me addicted, I don't even sip it
It's just there to drip sin
How I stay on mission
I got gas in the engine
I'm gettin' cash, but it's got limits
She gon' try to leave me inefficient, ineffective, but I learned my lesson
I'm no longer interested, I'ma have her crossed like intersections
I could tell she was misdirected
Sin in her complexion
Tried to pave her way, but her ego always tested
She feels threatened by my ethos, as I'm growing by the second
So she tried to hold me in oppression
She a demon, so she less than
I still got love vested
But it's not expected
I don't wanna be her savior, she needs Jesus
I grew tired of the haters, I'm not even in their reaches
Yuh, wash my hands clean, it's damaging
I am what I can be, but I'm managing
Uh, she gon' break like a hamstring if she branded me
I don't wanna talk, to her, she's empty, there's no empathy
I don't wanna about her misery, it's an empty dream
Offered her a path, and she centered her own energy
She the enemy
Devil in her lies, I loved the evil intimately
Now I'm chasin' divinity, but she still gets to me
Gotta toss her to side like some Hennessy
Yuh, she gets to live for free, that's my love assembling
in the quicktrip, niggas talking that shit
didnāt like it, my bro hit em with blick
never knew why bro was riding my dick
jealous of my bands, big cham mega rich
walked in the battery taking sum flicks
Slick with these hoes, niggas calling me rick
Back then i was morty, they said imma bitch
I donāt time for yo ass throwing fits
my swag like corona, this drip hella sick
yo dick the same size when i do a lil pinch
but my dick hit a foot, it was never a inch
bitches say no but i canāt take a hint, then i show em this cash suddenly imma pimp
Always provide that dont make me a simp
advertising that fact some give me a blimp
You getting shot when you speaking on gang
get hit in the leg, imma give you a limp
I been on my pivot
Walk with the Lord Iām never quitting
Need no bat but still im hitting
No karate but Iām kicking
Whipping up inside the kitchen
Lately I donāt know a limit
Grab the mic and watch Iāll kill it
This like something old unsealing
Walking down this road I witnessed
Holding to a rose I grip it
Tight but itās got thorns thatās ripping
Into my hand man
Running up them bands man
Got some strength like Samson
Aināt No Peter Pan but put a hand in me youāll go up and never land again
I could switch in an instant they know how I get it in
Yuh, told her she gon' have to wait on me, I'm someone's sandman
I told her I don't got the vacancy, I'm off the planet
I'm stayin' patiently, with understandin', it's somethin' like Hispanics
You see the fence, they standin'
I am not a stand in
I am the whole picture
Talkin' 'bout my vices, how I'm numbed off the elixir, I could read them like some scripture, see these pussies just vanilla, I could fold them like manillas
They gon' kill us
Florida born, real love, gon' conquer, we gorillas like the kongo, get the chopper
Bangin' on my center, like a bongo
I'm in the trap Chris Jenner, full gespacho
In the quicktrip, shawty gon' suck this dick quick tryna fit it but she struggle with its distance, she gon' hustle tryna get rich, claim she's independent, tryna wrap me up like Christmas, battled doves, she's different. She been so defensive, seen her change shapes like Ben-10.
I just take aim with precision
All these lames limpin'
No, I'm not apologetic
Yes, I am a Christian
I'm prophetic, they can't digest my mission
Inspire dioretics with the wisdom, 'cause it's sweeter than liquorice
I don't need her, but I miss her grip
Nowadays, I'm steady floatin' on my sentences
God in my emotions, rearranging where they fit
I feel more than them, so they gon' try to call me bitch
I'm a river, holy drip
Told her she can't hold me down, 'cause she ain't wanna hold me then
This bitch, she got a BBL, she needs a belt
She gon' put the whip in drive like a CDL, she ain't seekin' help
She too good for me, when she's seein' 12
She gon' bust it back, like it's DSL
I grew farther from myself
Pen darker than the cell
I don't pick up
Hold on, hoe, just check yourself, you need to give up
You ain't finna touch my wealth, I know I get sums
I don't need you in chanel, don't need a big truck
You talkin' 'bout the money flowin', but you never give love
Yeah, let me break it down like a PSA
Plastic touch, you're some BPA
Bad, but dumb, like the TSA
You can't change, it's in your DNA
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Turn the earth to Saturn, when I make the Earth suspend
Talkin' to the master, why I'm always first to win
I don't hear their chatter, all that fake shit hurts my head
All these snakes get faster, but I'm sonic, off the hedge
THIS THAT PREMIERE FLOW
DAVID ALAN GRIER DOUGH
SAVE A SALAD TO GET NEAR HOES
RAINNNIG CHEEFULL
HERE GOES
HERE GOES
UGH
FRONT THE FEELING
ALL ROADS LEAD TO TAKEN, UGH
EAST COAST HEART THIEVING,
FLOW SO COLD ONLY RIDING WIRE ON DAYTONS
NON SNITCHING, POSTED UP GRIND BASIC
TAKE REAL ONE SHOW THE LINES LEAD TO FAMOUS
I CAN TRICK TRANS AM RACE BEATBOX
HUH
EXPAND A FEW GRAMS REACH FOR SOCKS HUHHH
WELL
I CAN IGNIGHT AND EXHALE
LIL ONES CAPPING IM GETTING RIGHT CAN TELL BY SMELL
WOAH
NOT TRIPPING IM RIGHT HERE WELL ON BAIL
YEAH
NIGGA FLIPPED NINETEEN YEARS WHEN HE FELL
Jump in the SUV, letās go
With limitless ability, I wish to heal the world
Word on the street is your write about hypocrits wisemen
How the government sold drugs but then arrests the users
Ironic hypocrits, you can care about me
Without deideing how I should live my life
Itās wrong how the people want to decide
What I can do with my body, I need autonomy
Verse 2
Canāt even get perscriptions, healthcare is a doctor trying to play god
Put us into a system and leave us with no help
Claims and denials then take no reponsability for us
Malm your lifesaving treatment cost too much
And hide behind a curtain while experimenting on us
And useing HIPPA to keep privacy
The law is just a covert form of abuse
They take more power and leave us to try and overcome by ourselves
Verse 3
When reality most of the odds are against us
No more abusers, please donāt abuse, I hope that your spirit is healed
I hope youāre not coerced
To say that the streets are cold would be unrehearsed
With limitless ability, I wish I could heal the world
Why would I discriminate against drugs when your love is dope
If I have a disability would you love me the same
Just because Iām poor, would you put me to shame
Verse 4
Will you educuate me if I canāt pay for these loans
If weāre smart, well teach limitless ability giving me a worldwide reach
Why would I be unequal and have less opportunity
Just because I have tatoos or piercings
Love me for me
Opportunities and work places
Statements
Coming from a background
Spit limitless for these bars be free
These secrets, so affluent why
I keep my soul congruent
The father, help me through this, tryna keep ahead the nuisance
Don't know what to do with- these blades, that's in my toolkit
Johnny Dang, this water, fluid
On me dames, I've gotta lose them
I hustle for the fam, but, this efforts greater purpose
Won't find me on the gram, dining with these angered serpents
Find me in his land, the angels pray for my resurgence
Closed the curtains, we're not paper searchin'
God help me gain grace, I'll levitate these lames like Curtis
We all children of Elyon, buildin' lesser gods, to worship, have you felt the loss?
Know that God already spelt it raw
The scripts been present, elderon
Sip my burdens, better not
Jesus help me find myself, inside your worth, then
I could be your servant, spread your sermons, know these evils just temporary
I could be inside a penitentiary, but I'm ice cold like Ben and Jerry's
I'm vital, it ain't ever been this scary
With my eyes closed, I turn idols to cemeteries
I could read them like a dictionary, all these fakes been playing pictionary
I've got faith, yuh, I'm a visionary, but I'm still gon' read my Bible
God grant me knowledge, even if it's handled spiteful
Value like a wallet, you're my one and only tycoon
Waves crashing on us, like the ocean, flowin' high noon
It's Boss, but I'm a servant of the lost
Fold 'em like some socks, if they're curbin' how I walk
I'm not perfect, paid the cost
Liftin' burdens, when he talks
Hear him certain in the fog
Tellin' me to let it rot
All these burdens that I sought
This bitch is bad, but she makin' me anxious
She talkin' 'bout cash, she's been makin' statements
God told me don't act, be humble, and patient
I came from the struggle, the duffle was faded
Still made it give cash, had snuff in the blanket
The feds on they ass, and me, I'm evasive
The bread got a crack, the smell is so fragrant
She fell on my lap, she asked I be gracious
Please don't overreact
Her knees, been rolled up like wraps
She don't notice the tap, she just see Fiji
These hoes is beneath me, they need the ease I attract, but it's not easy, the wind like a mast, so breezy
These hoes just some rats, I'm cheesy
I struggle for this, I struggle for that
She hustle again, and never gets bags
She ask how I spend, then get it right back
It's simple
My body's a temple
No obby or riddle
These oxys and Skittles were rotting my mental
The pain helped me get to these lanes presidential
I write out my fate, with paper and pencils
Hold up
I do not chase, bank plays like a fiddle
Stay the same as I'm meant to
Uh
All my gang loyal like shih tzus
She just want game cus my wrist cool
Hold up
You don't gotta try to play me
I was born crazy
Suspected storms like daisies
See she's breaking - from the norms
I don't wanna fuck with a hoe if I'm bored
I was a troubled child, always in a war
Now they under niles, let the- water pour
I'm a thunder cloud,
darker than a storm
Mama told me, gotta chart the course
Uh
Uh
They gon' try to break me, but I stay invincible
Sole principle is to keep my soul indivisible
Don't care 'bout ridicule, it's miniscule
They gon' wanna leave ya boy chopped as bitter proof, but I'm an icicle
I will break, and cut them sharper than incisors do
Uh
I got my rifle screwed, I'm tryna move the weight inside my mind to you
Hatin' on me, lie like I didn't almost die for truth
All these snakes surround the castle, I inhabit
They really just some jackle, they not rabbits,
I know she gon' tattle on my magic, once she's gathered all my pateks
Then she gon' hop on
Told her I don't got the time to talk long
Told her I got no room for conversation
She tryna get my dough, like, I'm not long johns
Then she pick and poke, until I pop off
I'm just tryna give the hoe some lock jaw
She thank me for the experience
All this pain in my chest, got my brain in delirious
Runnin' outta breath, tryna breathe through the fear with gin
Tryna get my head clear again
But I'm so scared of the pretend
She's been goin' to these deep ends, not to be kin. Beware,
she's a demon
Leave you impaired, you won't see it
But I grow from her snare, when I was so defeated
A succubus, not a care, when she is suckin' dick, she eatin' fiendish
It's the white Bobby Bryson
Came up so divided
Fully iced grin, suffocated by the water like an island
Realized then, how black and white life is
Ya'll rate this 4 bar rhyme scheme
Niggas who try to battle me step forward, but then they fall back
Flew a rocket to meet Juice World, empty your pockets I need all that
My words never lie, I SPEAK THE UGLY TRUTH IN ALL CAPS
My style is too hard, try to bite my style, you get your jaw cracked
I Am Responsible for Damages
Ayo Look
I AM responsible for damages
Intro / Line
The str uggle is real, yeah the hus tle is vivid
Lam bor gini got some buc ket seats, I donāt care much, letās get twis ted
Hook
The str uggle is real, yeah the hus tle is vivid,
Liv ing dan ger ous, mind spin ning, gotta get with it,
Traff ic gets busy, I start to weave in it,
Bite after bite, I fire spit, peo ple wonāt be lieve it.
Verse 1
Shar pen my skill on the mic, moon lit, cold-blooded, com mit ted
Dark mage on the front page, Gotham nights when Iām swing ing
Prob lem minds,
Ques tion isādid you max po ten tial or just set tle for min imum liv ing
Typ ical vis ions of be gin nings to un der stand
Verse 2
Dim ples in smiles, snow-globe lips, Anna Nicole in the shim mer
Cold world, grab a robe, real friends make truth hit hard er and quick er
A wiener, I got meaner and meaner,
Vac uum de meanor, Iām clean inā the free zer,
Scoop with a shov el, Iām dig ginā in deep er,
Bite after bite, I donāt know when to leave it.
I can spit kin da fire, peo ple prob ably wonāt be lieve it
Traff ic gets busy and I start to weave in it
Liv ing dan ger ous, walk ing through the mind of stran gers
Verse 3
I can tie it into some sticks, cher ry stem tricks, Iām all up in the mix
Sav age by na ture, un pre dict able mix, hits wild and ad dict ive, youāll love it, I wonāt miss
Outta con trol, your head goinā bop to this, bop bop bop to this
Verse 4
Street chic, Iām tap in, paws up, meow, let your cat in
If it hurt, let me sit, have you float ing
Glid ing, Iām fly ing, itās the fast lane for us and we vib ing
Like we in some sat in sheets col lid ing
Pop up in the cit y on an In fin it i, chrome and blue, sit ting true
Leath er laid back, the dash lit
Drip on some dou ble Ds
Flex on them daily, brand new specs
New tech on the free way, go to the val et, whatās next
Text ing back
Float ing, feel ing weight less
Cham pag ne in the fast lane, Iām just do ing my damn thing
Got to be cool when we creep in the VIP
4 of 10 the 4th line was bad , in my opnion it was just a weak bluff second line made no sense 3rd line made sense .. it coulda been better.. its ok tho needs work.
In a battle though it could be nasty if the delivery is tight
All bars look more ass on a screen
I can spit kin da fire, peo ple prob ably wonāt be lieve it
Traff ic gets busy and I start to weave in it
Liv ing dan ger ous, walk ing through the mind of stran gers
Like on text this stuff looks kinda whack but if you say it and deliver it verbally it could sound kinda nice
A wiener, I got meaner and meaner,
Vac uum de meanor, Iām clean inā the free zer,
Scoop with a shov el, Iām dig ginā in deep er,
Nah mean son?
Yo Zurp was laughing at you
For the 4th line it's a double entendre, first entendre it's the literal sense but second meaning if you bite my style I will literally punch you in the jawline cause in NY that kind of stuff is not condoned
Biting someone's style is frowned upon and people will chin check if that find out you biting flows and styles
So IG there's more context for the lyric layer if you needed it
Yo @minor whale is there like a que order or we just go whenever we want?
@torpid zodiac Let me spit bruh šš
I make her say āouuuā yeah, she a keeper,
Deep between her legs like I really need her.
But I canāt get too close, gotta stay an enigma,
āCause if I slip up, she a man eatah,
Tryna tear at my soul like her name Sheba.
SCRATCH OFF THE LEAN, TEAM JUST AINT MY HABBIT
I BE DOWN SOUTH COTTON MOUTH TURNING GREEN INTO KARROTS
ROCK BIG ICE RIGHT HOP OUT LIMOSINE JUST HAD TO HAVE IT
N.O. TYPE A NIGGA SMOOTHER THAN MY FABRIC
WEST COAST SMOKE ROLLIN UP TRUTH SHIT NOT TOO SHABBY
I DONE DOWN RODE 10 DEEP THROUGH THE CUT THROUGH THE CREVICE
SMASH YO HOE DEEP WITH THA NUTT, 2 TONE ON MY WRIST
I DONE CHANGE TWO TIMES DECIDED MONEY WHAT I PICK
AINT WITH THE BACK AND FORTH WITH A BITCH
I DECIDED I DECIDED MONEY WHAT I PICK
PAID IN FULL ICE BY THE FUCKIN BUCKET BITCH
PENDENT ON NECK COSTING QUADROUPLE DIGITS
WENT AND SPENT A CHECK JUST GETTIN HOW I LIVE IT
waking up in the high hills, with a bad bitch, iām married
This year I done locked in, parents getting old, shitās scary
All these niggas my damn sons, i done picked them up and carried
Cross me once, you get executed, now you in a coffin getting buried
25ā I was on top, i really was persevering
But I hit a fatal turn, behind the wheel, i was steering
Everything went downhill, yeah that shit is over, do you hear me
You can be living in comfort but your back can hurt severely
SPEAK GHETTO TONES WITH A HEAVY HOLD
RACKS IN HAND MONEYMACHINE ON METRONOME
SO MANY STRAIGHT OHS LIKE HEAVENS NO!
A YOUNG NIGGA PAID LEAVE EM MEASURING CHROME
HATERS KNOW THAT DADDYS HOME
SPLAT OUT YA ZONE
PAST GO MONOLOPY THE GAME HOE
RUN A TRAIN ON YO HOE THEN TAKE HER THE TRAIN HOME
ONLY CHANGE I GIVE, ONLY FUCKS THERE IS NONE
Imma loser i beat my meat
chat with egirls then i sleep
got nothing going for my life
this cum wasted on my seat
i gotta clean this up,
before someone come and see
Done waste my life away
All i do fucking eat
Just realized imma fucking pig
im john porker just believe
i am a fucking monster, beat to anyone no one is safe
if you pop up on my phone, just might to nut on yo face
I think that shit sa, but i am jewish, theres no case
Freak off every single day, must be diddy when i play
What the fuck this cracka just say, somethin' 'bout Diddy, and freak offs all day
I'm in my city, but my brain is in space
Girl gives me kitty, and scholarly brain
I'm in the parking lot right now on me break
Wrist like a lighthouse, my neck like a lake
She off the jet, with the bulletproof pane
Water ain't wet, she argue all day
I'm tired of shame
Remember them days gettin' high on the shake, now I give fades
Like barbers
I can not stay if she father from grace
If I don't change, I'll prolly stay
Know that she bad, but she wants me enslaved, so I can not engage
Workin' this joint, like the pot when it's sprayed
All these thoughts jot on a page
I'm on the concrete
My feet touch the ground, send signals like Walkis
Bitch, when in my temple, show god all your mercy
It's me and my kin, true love, like a clergy
This bitch bad, but she the one who hurt me
Broke down and laughed, then on her, do surgery
She give neck like giraffe, I'm staining her burgundy
I'm certainly not the one to play with
Made it out the rough, now I'm too dangerous
Gotta uh, get back to work, ain't workin' no day shift
Gucci my fragrance, trulieve, I'm faded, I'm growin' impatient, this hoe been complacent, no goals, just debatin'
FREE DIDDY?
NO?
HE WALKING FREE HE GOT THAT P, DID HE? (PARDON!)
NEVER LOOK AT BABY OIL THE SAME TYPE SHITTY
THROW A HUNNED BANDS ON THE BENTLEY
ROLL SNAKE EYES 3 TIMES AT THE DICE GAME IN CITY
TAKE YO MAIN B FROM THE WAY THAT I SPEAK
YO WIFEY A SIGHT TO SEE
BIG G JUMPING OUT YO MOTHA FUCKIN CD DVD TV
WELCOME TO THE DANK SHOW, SMASH A HOE THEN SMOKE PLENTY
SPIT LIKE RENT DUE
RED DOT ON THE PISTOL LIKE A HINDU
SO SMOOTH KNOW YOULL LOSE, SOMETHN LIKE A CARTOON
STREET SMART WHIPPIN ART UP HIGH AF AT HIGH NOON
JUST THE TYPE TO
Ayo let me tell you something
Cops got us under a microscopeā¦.
To make sure we see cells
My first vitamin was iron, but I just wanted to beat 12
Didnāt dwell by the seashore
But was sure to see shells
To protect the clique, itās best to admit details
Motion hits, bargaining records speaking fluent is almost hydro-surfing.
Returned with a presence I'd nearly been "closed down" as if mind on morphine.
Picture broke, stumbling out running wit no "dimes in the pen" to write cents.
Almost feels timeless what we'd represent. Rep, and present the flow is awe.
Absolute-Zero when you drop as I, move my G'z in Units.
Yapping tables, couldn't stand it. So, went creating classics plated "holiness" like fellowship.
Give, against the woodwork cutting out grain.
Sitting, eased within' thoughts ignoring pain.
Whenever been out of pocket, I'd go hitting for the bag.
In to blast confrontations revealing enterprises contagious.
Regardless some stops, continue keeping a movement originating
localized texts spoke about feeling too foolish. Realization,
I am the music. Beasts inside culture,
type to limit whizzed politics getting deep without closure.
Worked english, spread n' ideas like sauce.
Gloves on, brought into world now I'm learning how to box.
Cracked layers, scaled the lies approached "Manis Effect" tryna create "body of infantry"
like they'd know about manipulus. Wise efforts, slanged out flying fists
straight outta Shogun. Careful where you get some flows from.
Seeing all these labels washed-up, yet they looking artificial.
Not, lively than an ocean. Switching, debunked what we'd address used to be unified.
Now, everyone suddenly lives with confusion. Respect the grievances I'm just done cutting
in like the middle-man. Steady'd conscience you can host round of applause.
Change affect, stuck inside loops searching for loop-holes screening Earth for options
fulfilled information hoping it'll be used for good,
and not corrupting what's global. Pulsed the pen nearly caught attention to Bin Hu.
Fathoms are lifted, though still remain cold like an igloo when tapped in rapping
this microphone "grouped connections" jacked masonry socialized culminating
endorsements that, when I'd rhyme off a
pen-streak it'll hit harder than bass-vibrations
shaking the scenery. Just hope, you'd still get at me. Bust, cold genius must,
flow streaking surpassed those whom got jumped. Testing theories tilting is "physics"
yet, you'd move in the "same factor" a Whizz do recognizing chemistry.
Hitting session tapped "language-tables" inside sects of 16th centuries looking
at a socinian-sense dropping wondrous mysticality "completing my G'z" like Abelian variety.
Twist yourself an order been blurred disturbing the peace
wherever chaos running cynical laps, and been writing out scripts.
Rappers thrown off from possession as if "mind-reading some lips".
Please, between opinions, people got twisted fantasia-tendencies thinking
it'll up-bring whilst' skill-level already been up-streaming without a doubt
you'd raise the bar bagging new trends hoping it'll operate like Arithmetic Additions.
We'd better use probable synectics configuring how to stop sin-ethics
without throwing away years of scripts I invented.
Levels, adding up methods will addend cast for-send approach woulda
brought madness into moments to "access memory" like these minds have RAM neurons.
I am everything. They'll eventually cut out the "whole of me" into different rap portions,
and, expect randomized complexity, later "scan lines", and say it's rapid prototyping.
Still, sick within' a written nearly definitive, unabridged in it confused what kinda
potent-smoke they're smoking simultaneously got me trailing infinitive.
Infinite reach this is. Schedule technique nearly rates-monotonic que'd inside
methodical social-links I'm linked a social-speech they'll "head-spin" like phone rotary.
Glow n' an outlined frame I'd start rhyme-phrasing
different motions it'll look like ray-tracing. Can't believe some people's
hidden messages are a whole "grenade theory"
mapped inside notebooks spun a block with a flow-shook yet,
they ain't Shook Ones without a modd too deep.
I'm still tryna realize I'ma
real Emcee who isn't folding like origami paper-made.
Mad cliche, wanting "pages fly" still not paper-planes conjure n' tactics about
modifying reads unable transmit "data-types" from high-rankings
stuck "low-graded" velocity. Wove into mechanics risen obscured
thought-processes each unfolded different verses originating various
"language principles" bending illiteration. Ill-lit er' modified works manipulated
a bit too literate "lighted up" feeling lit-too rated because,
at these rates what's left if entire origination burning allover the place.
I mean, honestly, breaking out new-scopes tussling science, and mathemancy.
Speaking as an M.C, EMCEE who flowing like H.2.O, while masses faces created
visualized "fascinating formulas" I'd think about repping H.S.O.
Rhyming with ease unfolded what's incredible. See, getting punchlines scribbled down
and, all "jacked up" so, word to compounds, and still developing
1s, 3s, 1/5ths, 1/7th + equal n/4 the written with a pen I'm alternating series,
while people "square off" scanning tactic like eyes on Chess-board where each piece
gotta bar-code. Careful not to stress though.
I'm over-loaded bars you'd times it infinite 1s and few rows of zeros don't mind the pressure
if if I take an L = 3/n=1 1/10th = 011000100000000000000000100 time is transcendental.
It's really me transcending accidental, impressing mass-media how we'd turn a standard-line
into raising the bar quite literally all in value of substance. I heard men woulda took it, and,
piff air like hydrogen levels inside ions of universal Rap functions just in hopes
a rhythm scribbles inside pit-scales till launched off a floor and,
there goes ordinary freak-out where you also went ahead flipping some tables.
Step expanding creative measures still alternate couple minds tossed in awe
as if jumped inside cyphers with sonnet-tossed Oxfordians who claim they Oxford,
yet never listened to Shakespear so I'd "give them a
poetic stab", called it a shake spear
cuz we'll be too deep writing out time "doubles" like quantum.
You'll "sulfer" instrumentations on acid bass, I'll suffer to traject lines across a place
that'll "sulfer" into acid base gridlocking my eye-balls across universal indicator tests
empowered a brain feeling mesimorphic writing hundreds of lyricism-crafts
indicated to not have come from the pen.
Oi, scally-wagging out the place where morbid thoughts tapped near-obscurity
pumping my speakers to audio-files discussing alkalimetry.
Talking as if I've been hit into many centuries as if we'd already stopped at the 16th
till you'd see me make waves inside the 1st designing rearranged timelines
scoped butterfly effects swinging between space more than pendulums.
Yes, living. You're reading the brain of an architect who's been designing a librarium.
I ain't need a library to know the times I've reached 3rd continuums
breached couple ions here and there, that get dropped like constitutional differences.
Causing mayhem, unpredictable this twist inside compositions
head-ridden lyrics inside ya "air waves" ends up "lacking hydrogen"
like aproctic solvents. I am, a lyrical problem composed art going headstrong
approaching sequence where it's lift off, explosion, now I'm displaying awe got
your minds still wondering with ideas/theories "slowly circle-moving" molendinaceous.
Always got something to say, you ain't need to worry about whatever atom-like
electrogenative thought gotta pop tenacious cross an entire rhythm
section that's breaking and, paused whenever tempo-stopped.
Woke within' wisdom so I'ma walking temple-spot.
Always edged for gold, and never went straight platinum it sounds as if been
"cheap metal" you'd done get seen electroplating. Sometimes,
fitnessing essence of problems where they should all
be lifted like benched muscle-weighting. Definitely gotta show the ropes
where we'd purify the pain I'ma working metals repping lyrics inside
"out of this world"
rap product kicking back to instrumental unintentionally introduce you to my mental.
myrmidon till obvious decomposition.
Imagine, tryna reach for major, till hit with minuses.
All them plus signs transformed into subtracted finances.
I am a beast, rapped to few linguistic kings, unrecognized muses,
streaming poets who claim to walk on water, and instead drowned down a water-stream.
I've embarked many efforts hoping to have seek talent,
until been witnessing self-esteems twist and fro' cracking.
Snapping. I used to make rhymes that everyone else was attacking.
So I've sat here, ran my thoughts as a start-up run even if it wasn't practice.
IF I GET CANCELLED, I JUST WANT TO SAY, I LOVE HIP HOP š„ š
bottles flying, glass shard in my face
iām done trying, for us babe, i will let you have your way
my love for you not the same, ever since youāve went and cheated
my heart baked iām heated, this heartbreak not needed
gave you the queen treatment, tricked on you, youāre leaving
Why you such a demon, for you babe iām feinin
paint your walls with semen, i made that pussy weakened
we had sex every weekend, baby, you my slut
nahhhh
this the best thing i wrote
Definitely change it to omit, so people don't misunderstand it. But, fire
Holy shit š
THE AMOUNT OF FIRE I JUST READ WAS UNHINGED š„š„š„š„
Hey, that fire was noble, they flyin' like postal, the logic is soul food, I'm going bi-coastal, they ac' like they know dudes, when their bitches gurgle. I wear no riches, but my wealth not for you. I opened the door for gators in bayous. Got too high off these fine shrooms from the wild. Cried for a while. I shaved my head, then I looked like cauoi
Ooh, that's a rat, he flew right by you
I am a bird, I fly down with talons
Hoe, don't you splurge all o' your balance
That's a red flag, that get you outed
Smokin' that gas, grown in the mountains
Off that Florida watuh, I'm a crocodile
Fluoride got my teeth whiter than fresh tiles
Told her not to talk on me, 'cause all my senses higher
She gon' try to steal my piece, at least I know she is a fighter
Fool, don't play with me, I think I'm much brighter
I'm with his bitch, probably stuffed inside her
I got monopoly like fundraisers
I already saved her, I can't unsaver
But she tryna play with me like I'm a gun chamber
Yuh
It's really, him, that cracka with no pride
I'm a lion, though, that I can't deny
Even though I really lived with all this strife, and the devil comes again tryna slip by
I feel wavy, though, so I'ma be okay
She no lady, though, she a nasty demon fake
I don't like her ways
Hm
I don't want her in my way
But I know God will help me with some faith
It's Gbg, it's Isa, every work a Mona Lisa. Questioned worth before the hurt turned me a reaper.
I see those beyond the aether
She a heavy sleeper, 'cause she a heavy drinker
I tried to fix her problem
And she went in turned my mind into something out of Arkham
Now I am goblin.
Walk upon the track, like I feel I'm good for nothing, but I feel like I've been up to something since the moment that I started discoverin' the Lord in every crumb of it.
Astounded by the sum of it.
I was bored with life once born, and started lookin' for what's under it
Yuh, I got ties now, I pay my dues to governments
Remember days when I was almost sentenced somethin' grim
I got blessed, now I walk with God, I'm coveted
See the rest now, all these visions come from Elohym
Yuh
It's Gbg, know they jus' wanna see me bleed, if I died now, they gon' feed on me, but I'm eatin' free, I'm a saint to be, pain is c'est la vie, told her don't change on me, she became what I hate to see
Told her don't get clever
I'll fold her like rich cheddar
Known to be quick feathered
I am the bitch getter
I got a whole lotta bitches // Got a hoe for the lobby // got a hoe for the kitchen // got a hoe into hockey // got one buildin' ignitions // Got a bad bitch in computer systems // Got a savage chick and she in a mission // Got a fine lady, and she's well positioned
I gave her a baby, she held position
I got the gas in the engine
I'ma relapse if I miss wins
I really need that, I'ma get it
Hoe don't you ask for a pendant, I know you just gon' flip it
Why don't you ask for a date, bitch?
That would be more like a language
Fuck a fake bitch, then I'm evadin'
Don't want all the baggage that comes with pussy, they gon' say I hate them
Oh
Yuh
I'm the kinda man that recognize talent
Divine in where I stand, enterprise pallets
I've been in her salad, give her heavy dressing
I don't really give a fuck, if I'm upsetting
MY PLACE IS WRITTEN TO SCROLL LIKE SUBSCRIPTIONS
EVERY NOW AND THEN WE KICK IT LISTLESS
HOES SWEET FISHNETS HOLES NEAT SMOKING SWISHERS
DRONE ON A NIGGA, DIFFERENT HEADZONE OUTCHEA REALER PICTURE
COPS WANT US WITH WHOLE SENTENCE, GAINING LOW FLIPPING TO STRAIGHT TRIPPING
BITE MY STYLE LIKE DENTURES ON ADMISSION
ON A MONEY MAKING MISSION, DONT MAKE ME GET SPECIFIC
PLEAD THE FIFTH ON YO BITCH, THEN IM RIGHT BACK BIG DECISIONS (YEAH)
BEEN THAT NIGGA, TURNS OUT THE RACKS ONLY THING WAS MISSIN
FOLD PAPER AND YO HOE INTO SUBMISSION STAYING FLYER THAN A PIEGEON,
EXPIRE BY THE SWORD BITCH I DIE FOR THE BIG ENDS
LIVE BY THE UGH BITCH IM DYING FOR THEM NEW PRINTS
CRISP BLUE FACE.. HUNNEDS BY THE NEWS CASE
I JUST HAD SEX
SHAWTY GOT SQUEAK, SQUEAK SHAWTY GOT WET
SHE FROM QUEBECK NEVER WENT BLACK
NOW WHEN I BUST HER BACK I KNOCK HER FLAT
POW POW POW
SMASH LIKE A ROCK
DWAYNE JOHNSON? NICOLAS CAGE WITH THE SKILL?! JARGON
STARTED WITH A PART FROM TEN, TEN TOES DOWN TEN TOES KICKS RUBBER CEMENT
EL RON HUBBERT COULDNT PRETEND
YOU USED TO WEAR SEAN JEAN RATE IT TEN OUT OF TEN
DIDDY BRAND OIL LAMP
Admit, why? Because the consequences of omitting the details is worse than admitting. Best to admit details. Omitting details you face more dire consequences š You not the only person who say omit
Thatās called efficient lyricism
The highest form of lyricism
Say a lot without saying much
Nah mean? Word up god peace god
I know what you mean, G, but people are gonna interpret it as you saying it's better to snitch, and technically if used in the right context, those words are interchangable, and this would be that context
Aye, focused on what's mine, because it's necessary
I ain't greedy, these cursed binds been hereditary
Put me first, there's no flaw in thinkin' that you better, baby
I'm an evil burn you deep like pressure buried
No sequel to what he had, I get it now
You broke me down, you faker than a mouse, but you loyal, typa griffin
I don't get it, 'cause the devil's where the fence is
Now I'm up, got the crown, and I've ascended. Died on the cross now my soul tied into his whim.
Bow down, live your life as a servant, and Yeshua will lift your burdens
A servant under God is no servant, to the mortal, open portals to unseen realms that harbor all gods virtues
You question if he's present, I let him arrange some verse through me that you prolly feel heard through
I blow up the track, feelin' like a kamakazi
She been in my face Kodak, so she look like paparazzi
Uh
Ugh
FREE DIDDY
UGH
FREE DIDDY
UGH
FREE DIDDY
FREE P.DIDDY HE IS A RAP ARTIST.
BABY OIL ON YO MAIN HOE STARTED
UGH
THE P. THE D. THE I. THE D. THE D. THE Y. THATS P DIDDY
BAD BOY RECORDS RUBBING BABY OIL ON YOU
OOOOH TICKLE ME
FREE DIDDY
Bro
Aye, it started with drugs, 'cause I needed love, but never got much, the bread always comes, I'm gettin' these funds, she talkin' on one, then she spillin' blood like that time of the month.
I got no will to not do what I want. Ill in my big loud, I'm a savant.
She see me big now, like expanded font
She want the dick down her throat like it costs
Aye
Do what I want, and she do what I say so, she prolly leave if I didn't get pesos, I got the queso. Gas in the blunt, and it came with my payroll.
Built up this castle, straight out the mud. Worried 'bout me? You worried too much. I take on no threats, I do what I must
AYE
AYE
On my lunch break, gonna spit heat, jalapeno
She can't come paid, then she need the green, like Ceelo
More thumb plays than casinos
If this life a game, I'm cheat codes, leveled up, hitedaki
Got that heater like wasabi
Now his bitch won't get up off me
Now the whip stained red like Takis
Sauce her up like pico
Taught to run from love like evil
Saw that every hoe a sequel
Bought her trust, she not an equal, but her ego, hella massive
Now she's grabbin' on my needle, got me feelin' like an addict
Sacrifice my sin for gold, and call upon the Lord
Had to be that cold, I turn the H2O to cors
I've been more exposed, and all I want is formed - (by his ghost)
Came up from the bottom, dew was heavy like a reservoir
I'm forever sore
It's written in prophecies, tides weathered shores
I'm sick now, in my head, it's war
Blunt got drip now, it's more sticky than the beds of whores
Slut his bitch out, got her spread like coarse
Ducky on my wrist, she actin' funny when it pours
I've been ducking in the storm
Funny, when I spit because my water been galore
Wonderin' what for
Underneath the sores - there's more
You wouldn't expect
Divine mind left in neglect
Intertwined with sects, in her thighs, enter skies like jets, buildin' enterprise when I invest in anything that I interest
If he talk up on yuh, that ain't nothin' but some verbal
I ain't gotta up the Squirtle
Er'ybody in my trap sick like they got bird flu
If they talk some cap, then they gon' be bird food
Find out where he at, turn the stick like a churn moves
Diamonds on me heavy, but they're not in this realm
I stayed steady at the helm, old Chevy, underwhelmed
Okay, switch up the genre
Tired of this abuse. All these fake friends act like divas. I know I'm destined for greatness, but that could just be Sativa. Shawty know she needs savin', but I know she ain't a keepuh
I've been duckin' low vibrations, gotta stay close to my Aether
It's been hard, but I still manage
Navigated disadvantage through the damage
Circumstances made it hard but I changed stances
AYE
NOW IT'S METAL LIKE, WAVY WITH THE DEVIL MIND
CHANGE MY STYLE EFFORTLESSLY
I GOT TWO PERSONALITIES
BITCH, I GOT BPD
THERE'S A DEMON INSIDE OF ME, AND THERE IS AN ANGEL
FIRE IF ABLE, I'M CUTTING YOUR CABLES
THIS BIBLE NO FABLE
MY RIFLE LIKE ABLE
I'LL CAIN YOUR BITCH
BAG COST A BAG
THAT INCEPTION
SHAWTY GOT TAGGED, SHE PAID A FRIEND
I'M STAYIN' BLITZ, I'M GRIM, NO MANDY
MY BITCH GOT THE CHEEKS IN THE WATER LIKE SANDY
I BOUGHT HER A GRIN, SHE GON' SMILE ON GRAMMY
Aye, this money a sin, BUT IT FUN LIKE CONFETTI
Aye, this not how to live, IT'S DEADLY
Aye, Psychodemented, I THINK THEY ALL THREAD ME.
I'm truly unscrewed, still duck like a goose, no bullet comes through, I do looptiloops, I dodged your 22.
Switch the flow againnnn
Hey, I'm high as fuck, that's the truth right now
Might've gotten so high that I won't come down, don't come around, if you not from 'round, 'cause we know your ass if you part of town, I built an empire, off a lotta grout, soil from the ground, foil, copper crowns
I toil in the nasty
Bad bitch, but she got a boil on her asscheek
Damn
Ion hear a strand of wisdom
Itās smart what they bark aināt art, thatās vandalism
In pre-gun lands we brung hands as ammunition
I plan my death before I plan submission
Back in the night air, where they don't fight fair
I dream that cream committing a nightmare
My decisions listened to my visions, I saw prisons, they were right there.
You better stay solid, better not frolic to what I might air
I'm detesting and I love it
War funds for guns, but vests ain't in the budget
I refuse to view abuse as news, I always ran from it
I move fly jewels, though I may never land at summit
Alert nights, lifting dirt bikes, those kids impressed
Was full of hustle pulled a muscle or did a stretch
They mumble lessons in jungle sessions, sippin' blessed
All I heard was "don't sleep,ā I ain't get the rest
Always living in fear, my life forever sinister
Had to finish what I started, but I need to be a better finisher
Some like how I talk, but I'm a better listener
I live in these bars, you canāt find a better prisoner
Brandishing trendsettas, banishing love letters.
That's the world we live in? Aight, quick to bust flying mnemonic-shots
"prophetically" shaken about your tectonic thoughts thrashing chaotic draughts
blaring every single insecurity getting popped. I'ma been a heathen rest fatigued
big-dreaming mind is ending deciphering "what's cracked" tinkering my feelings
jamming busy Blue's without strings displayed on a tune. Gotta pay my respects to
all my EX'S x is already denial heartbreakers will execute/EX-EH-CUTE.
Should be in better position "contracted writing" a concuban whilst cons been
flawless rocking fake Cubans since them visions are filled with tasteful disdain
mumbling misleading architects tryna impress an Ozz. Overall planned an imbalance
flaring propaganda that explains "I'm balanced" for all the wrong reasons.
Overall effect, working environments of purity while fighting my demons
that'll spread n' fill every gap, and secretion. We was suppose to be free till
Egypt - performed some kinda "ARMA" 'neath stolen sun covered in all kindsa women
when the restraint was never influenced political-corrupt overclouded thy judgement
breaking every record now, not everyone will love this! Our entire Earth has
more splits than verbal-factionized division stemmed from ionized facts our entire
"continents" were flooded. Maneuvering myself a new frame of eyes that
ain't tryna get rambunctious like, you'd buy Mona Lisa and gut it.
Ugh, beautiful art, until it's fools to fool a wise-man artistic endeavors gutted.
Ain't that something? Some things just aren't right while, everyone wanting
their golden flowers, chakras, jewelz, labels, Devil, clouded one self manifested
timbre that may vibrate, and still lack resonance. Sick, olden words putting
pressure flashing more than black and white manuscriptal newspapers about
industrial machines over taking minds of physical souls during times when RACIAL-SKIN
was a problem even though we'd all resemble
the same image of humanity.
Crazy, if you're asking me. it's travesty. We gotta alliance together let it unify beam
cross the stars aboveth ancestors. Daze n' rip roars walking drifted abyss with a
body aching, and ribs sore. What else left does roots of evil
gotta grow for me before, I bend on my knees, and pray that there's a way we can flee
from the darkness that grows beneath our feet! There needs to be another answer.
Because, everytime I start moving forward, people wanna "twist cap"
letting mental-frames steer backwards. Got me spitting over land dust,
aimed a vision colored deeper than grafitti and stanzas.
My retinas blink gem-bright as I walk about writing thoughts in my mind.
Informed independence they'll contort eradicating when I've brought
fourth ways we can end dilemmas. Brain'll skip-rocks between theorists dabbling
what's next agenda toss n' turning lines inside my cranium arguing idealistic
analogies edge'd to righteous era expressing an idea that I am an enigma.
Intelligence lit like a SAUNA SCENE, going buckwild fusion couple proses
looking oldschool more than Atari Keys! I used to wonder about what kinda
content-creation artists were making till realized I had to mold into something
different that could maybe shape-and-fix Great Divides molding our history!
There's one God who can give us dreams, and it's not Morpheus.
I'd had a good crew expressed as my day ones till the past they tried to bury
me inside a corpses pit. Glad to be alive right now giving out new knowledge-bricks.
Reserved, till quality end up useless. Terrified of the future while I was
safe in the past before others tried brainwashing me in confusion.
Concealed, dabbed recognizing what a con seals hiding entire ruination.
Prayers amongst our forefathers, I am sorry for what happened to our ruined nations!
Buried into, ideas they'd "kick the bucket" we end up try, and compress.
Struggle sometimes doesn't have to mean we should hate others in the world
when we'd relate in all kindsa mess. See, that's how the Devil reach you.
Tapping in like, he got your number and dials in control just to deceive you.
Got me going whoa, what the F is happening! Entire language bent, stuttering
with syllables lacking all kindsa consonants. How we suppose to stand and,
correspond with that! Imagine, if our mouths were ripped from our faces and,
there was no body of text our brains could speak with due to the fact all we saw was
false gods saying we were slaves to their ritualistic pavement.
I'd grow hatred and, wanna uprise against that kinda demonic oppression.
I just hope, our world level doesn't go to such extent, while wearing liquid-ash
that's got my skin intoxicated. This is what crooked art looks like while,
trying to find closure and peace. I'd finna throw hands to protect my own Hand on a speech.
Man, just staring back at all these crooked kings thinking they hotter than 180s
moon-walking backwards jamming in the 1980s. Call that crazy hot 80s,
swishing around the place like I'm Micheal Jackson, maybe.
Caught a glimpse of every second, like I'd skip fractures of this.
Now name me, who all your favorite artists and rappers you have,
because I'll bet all of them are my inspirations practically.
Gotta transform n scripts like the entire thing I'm speaking is Transformer's Bumblebee.
My scripture hits deeper than ground beneath had terraforming cities.
Like, you'd make art, others will terraform your inspiration
making you feel the obliteration. That's worse than an art-thief
stealing your art and pretending to become Picasso and,
leave you disappointed how they'd diss your results changing it frantically.
Getting me all ramped up in frustration, actually.
Cuz, on mic I've been tapped some hotness on a sizzle,
cooked ontop of oven brittle wearing the Mitts' hearing symbolic hieroglyphs
chanting to snakes dancing with half-naked Egyptians
tryna corrupt my soul saying I'ma be lost in the umbra till their disguised oceans
was filthy dirty water. I'm sorry, if thats inside some kinda mosiac card I don't want
my heart to alter! Keeping it real, gotta respect the grind when my mind clings.
Spitting em' appeal when, the masses were stuck inside illusions that told them to kneel!
Got to, stick at what I know, and never go astray so my entire soul don't falter!
Envisioned the way I'd be flowing right now was years of knowledge
grounded to me infront of my own Founding Fathers! HUFFF!
You got titanium teeth, but all your people ain't eating
You suck up to geezas in their corporate meetings
Getting trodden on like the soles of your yeezies
Don't come crying to me when its cold and ya freezing
Imagine selling a message, and marrying the check
Imagine screaming "truth" with your boot on a neck
Punk font, cop logic, Lil flag in ya bio
Talking all that smack from a place of denial
Miracle we can hear you thru that vampire smile
Imagine selling your soul,
To make your face a brand
Getting them big bands
While shaking the wrong hands
That CEO seem familiar?
Ha, try the Klan
Sucking up to nazis
Like it's a game plan (nope)
Kissing up all on they ass
Cuz you a yes-man
That metal mouth full of shit
Like a fuckin' bedpan
Imagine selling revolution,
Then parroting hate
Acting like you X
While suckin' off the slave state
Nah, you a twit
Erect for the dark lord you fellate
Nah- hold up a sec
How'd you marry a Kardashian
After writing "Gold Digger"?
This little bear bitch oughta bounce like tigger
Measured and found wanting
Someone get bro a jigger
I'm gonna pop that fuckin ego
Before it gets any bigger
Mhhmmm, verbatim heavy š„
Spit that conscious shit man š„
Iām glad you appreciate the craftsmanship. Iāll post a bit more later when I can. You have good stuff as well. š„
Appreciate that, game recognize game Fr
Love these crackas, like some cheddar cheese
Lung upsetter, I've done leathered these - lungs
Came up from obscenities to funds
She blows my top like Kennedy for fun
I am not the enemy, som stick to you like gum - som wrapped up like some vines
It's us
Yuh
We really ain't gon' stay so pressured
Like the diamonds, keep you stuck
'cause your soul the debtors, you don't own a single crumb
She been askin' where I'm from
She keep askin' 'bout my story
Told her I can't be the one
I'm out that portal like I'm Morty
Why they hate on me, I'm in God's rain, in his glory
Got no vacancy for the story that they're hoarding
I'm transporting all these evils like a touring, informing them of Christ and his mourning
I might die before morning if the opps find me snoring
Do you know 'bout pain? Do you know 'bout pressure? She don't like how I changed. She found stains on my sweatshirt. Love hangs in her feathers, but she ain't present in it, she
in a different director
Ugh
She eat me up like chow mein, when I beat it up, make the ground shake
It's Gbg, the holy crowned saint, used to drown snakes, now I bounce aim, 'cause I'm in sound faith
Yuh
Ugggghhhhhhhh
Yuh, right now, my banks in zeros, so the bitches are not present
When I glisten like a lighthouse, they gon' lick me like a fresh dent
I've been steady game, dinero
I've been movin' gains like vespins
I've been hustle without question
Grind the ruffles like digestion
With my cudgel, ask it questions
They pick apart the movements,
no intent to make them better.
Unravel threads to prevent
the building of collective sweater
The shelter those unsheltered
From the profit driven weather
Like cattle to a slaughter,
we all rush to become leather
The rational of 'centrist'
Is to snuff out any passion
Their only goal to water down
Any analysis to factions
What was a seed, becomes a team-
Meanings reduced to fashion.
The critics of critique itself,
proud of righteous inaction.
Who swear they not political,
Who swear they brain is bigger
But drop a "Fuck Trump"
and the flash ain't coming quicker
Who'd defend their right to say nigga
Before the rights of said nigga
Passively indifferent to the plight of
not yet dead niggas
They would throw us in a blender
Just to shake things up
Something different, but not better
They can never have enough
Markets growing like a cancer,
Expensive dreams the richest sell
Call everybody else a Satan,
as they turn the world to hell
Kings of burning castles
Captains of sinking ships
Give the drugs to bloods
And give the guns to crips
Gangster they have made us
Killers out of kin,
Package bullets with their crosses
A salvation branded sin
The player hates the game
A game that no one ever wins
The true insult in this horror
Is how brazen they pretend
That color contrast is the reason,
like the violence comes from trends
Childish views of a struggle
From no empathy within
Proximity to blood
It so horrid, yet mundane
Cause the simple realization
That you're filled with just the same
A carcass filled with lightning
Adorned with just a name
For how wild this magic is,
It's even wilder that it's tame
Reports make it look pretty
And shiny when it's done
But as it goes it's grimy
The dullness of the gun
It never ends in meteors
Explosions, or a flash
A bang, maybe a crash
But rarely, rarely it's so fast
Laying on the ground,
All that you really see
Is concrete, maybe grass
The buzzing of a bee...
The status quo is boring,
Nothing interesting to see
Which makes it so effective
As it's killing you and me
Drop rust into the faucet
Pour bleach upon the food
It doesn't make it any fresher
But it makes it all look new
The illusion blinds so easy
Goes unnoticed, but by few
Evil is oft clandestine
That's how it convinces you
It claims that it be holy
It claims it's just like you
Serves comfort next to hatred,
Pacified inside the pew
Preachers driving Hellcats,
While greed they say "don't do"
Only question the authority
The way we tell you to
"Hate thy neighbor, fuck the poor
Look mom, I'm edgy- retard whores!
Let's burn a cross, it's holy war!
Let's go break down a migrant's door!
I know I've never voted,
but this what I voted for!"
Peasants proud to build the palace
As they're crushed beneath the floor
It's never that overt
Until it's too late not to be
They won't say "I hate niggas"
They'll just call it "black fatigue"
"They're eating cats, they're eating dogs"
How they dehumanized the Haitians,
Now that they killed a white lady,
will you still be complacent?
Or will you do what you do best?
Make up the new excuse?
Tell me why you feel powerful
When the state does its abuse?
"Papers please, it's just routine"
But as an ever present truth
"It's not that deep" we chant with glee
As we dance into a noose
You can say "Food costing more"
But you can never blame the store
You can say "Come through the window"
Never ask who closed the door
You can't say "Scumfuck the rich"
But many terms for "blame the poor"
Can't ask why she needed Onlyfa ns
But you can call her dirty whore
We're closer to someone who busks
Than we are to an Elon Musk
But nowadays you niggas cucked
Only in those with cash you trust
When dollar is what forces us
To get the gat, to have to bust
To get the last lil bit of dust
From someone who is just like us
But never ever make a fuss
You must be broke, go run it up
Don't question why you gotta tuck
Just go and get it out the muck
Unless you're crab that's picked & plucked
The lucky swan from ugly ducks
Shit never change, just changes us
So after all, why give a fuck?
...it is what it is.
And what it will always be...
Nothing to get mad over...
Nothing interesting to see...
Lay back, spark up and chill...
As you'd have done in '63...
All that talking too depressing...
Bro it's really not that deep...
It is what is...
That's what it's gotta be...
That's why it's so effective...
At killing you and me.
It's been hard to stay alright, but I look to God for light
I fly off bars like kites, the kitchen sink holdin' my vice
I've been focused on what's mine, had to battle many adversary
I was passive, carried by sword of he who pastors wearied
Now they Casper, feel like Mordecai
With my short bro, he like Rigby
This bitch look like Whitney, bobbing plenty
It was struggle in misery
I drowned out pain with Hennessy
So hoe you do not envy me
Aye, I was born a giving tree, got informed for spending three
I was born to write more than the simple things
I came off a tour from Saturns inner ring
To turn the track to mulch, with this obscenity
Uh
I see the evil intertwined in every bit of inner strife
But, I'm such a wretch that it took gettin' high
Father, lift me sky before I'm dead from all this crimson fye
Uh uh
Like, am I livin' right? I'm just happy that I am alive
Uhhhhhhh
Ugggghhhhh
All these crackas in here federal like banks
Aldi shoppin', talkin' paid, while they walkin' with a cane, 'cause they some lames
Hear them talk about what motivates, it's always vegetables they Chase
Window stalkin', lookin' great, his bitch gon' disappear like Blaine
In my rear, they flame, like I just ate some spice
And my fragrance smellin' nice, his hoe touchin' on my ice, 'cause she knows it pays them lights
I feel like rats gon' stay ahead of fools, but stain the lesser booth the same
Snitches intercept our lettered truths to take, like the ditches got the better food they ate, but this life ain't, 'bout a belly full, I grew successful through no plates.
God told me stay humble, he gon' have to tell me twice
I'm done playin' nice with all these puddles full of mice
It's just me n' mine
Gettin' high like satellite
I'm a soldier in God's glory, I am past the price
A human sacrifice
I already paid my life
There's nothin' left to take
Garden full of snakes, ain't no pardon, ain't no turkey, sayin' grace, like we the clergy, know that I'll be dead by thirty, if I keep livin' so burly
Feel like King Kong, in and out the door, like bing bong, ice cold like some cors, I got my freeze on
Know I want more but it's just greed talk
Uughhhh
Uhhhh ughhhh uh huhhhhhh
I was born to struggle for the bread like a failed bakery
I chose the hustle instead of what was made for me
I wanted to show them the threat they play with dangerously
I was lost inside the stress, was movin' aimlessly
Now I'm greatly free, but I still chase these dreams that cradle fiends
I'm smokin' on some fatal tree, it helps me numb my mind, although it's painful glee
Yuh, it helps me to be fine, even though inside I'm breaking, we had to come to highs to learnt we fell in the making
Don't you talk 'bout life, if you never had been aching with no presence, spiritually I'm grown but I'm still physically adolescent
Got distracted off the chrome, and now I don't know where my head went
I feel I might be alone, the devil got me second guessin'
God told me not to question, just to focus, let his presence be noticed
She askin' 'bout my scars, she said there's pain in my reflection
She said inside my art there's a language she's connectin'
Told her not to play those cards, that my heart's not up for gamble
'cause love turned me a harp, and I got played, it was a scandal
She gon' shoot her shot like darts, but I'm unsure she can handle, the weight that I impart, she prolly gonna be a sample
Said she can, but she not Campbells
I'm the man who, that's why she can't move
Yuh, I don't wanna be her target, put the scheme back where we started
She a harlot, she still suck my cheese regardless
I'm a Martian, off the bench like I'm Harden, like this dick, still spray the farthest
To get in my zone, she gon' need to bring a reference
I don't want her cold, I need the heater, feel it's resin
The evil got a code, but they still demons in oppression
I don't need to know, I just need to keep my head bliss
I'm a veteran, but there's no military
Ice cold intelligence, I'm Ben and Jerries
I love all my soldiers, don't get dysentery
We both carried holsters for visionaries, I just had grown bolder, saw the bigger prairies
You a lame, bitch, pump fakin', gettin' weary. Speak my language, it's gon' sound like Benji's flaring
I'm a different type, a different breed
My ego not nice, but it's melodies
So heavenly
It's so persuasive but it's the death of me
See the warnings in God's lettering,
I'm the I.S.A G.B.G, hoe, don't help me, please. I just need your knees to stay breakin' the pavement as you suck me clean.
I ain't with no law, ain't with no gang. Stayin' close to God 'gon keep you sane.
You a bitch if you change, I was born the same, I just made it to the heights that I became
This ain't 'bout no pressure, make no slaves
I just came to berry sins like grapes
She was my oxygen, she had me lackin' any common sense
I did it all with heavy consequence
I evolved
I changed my blade, rearranged my armistice
Do you recall?
All the pain, and all the sorrow, then?
Before I took control from you, you borrowed it
Your minds a battlefield, and you're a harlequin
Quit playin' jokes
I'm tired of these faces that you wrote
Told her gotta be the boss, and that means own
It's GBG the gauze, I suture nodes
Uggghhh
It's Gbg. You know when I spit, it's gon' be spicy
She askin' if this how I like to be? She know it's me, 'til I D.I.E
It's always been about a vibrant dream
Words have power if you speak
But silence keeps you clean
Movin' through the violence, but I'm keen
I can see every enemy before they ever breathe
I was born to be, somethin' more in elohym
She said that I'm a storm, and she can hear it in the melodies
Push psychics into war, e'ry karmic want me dead or weak
I don't need her form, I don't need her energy
She's 'causin' me inner entropy when she gets to me, so I rinsed her out like Listerine
She no Victoria, now I'm runnin' off, like Gloria, bag-getter, like Moria, I'm the coroner
Now it's rest in peace
I killed that pussy like an Asian feast
She said it was made to be, then she had to go and play with me
Now my heart got no more vacancy
I waited patiently, but got treated scum, now that I got funds, she said she just didn't feel respected, what the fuck?
'member she kept me in oppression, just for fun
And I had to overcome. She just tryna eat my cum. Like it's the same as love
Then she talkin' 'bout what was
I ain't worry 'bout the past, and she said it was an act, I just ain't worried 'bout that, got no time to run laps
She gon' prolly relapse, if I don't play in tit for tat
But now I'm focused on the mission. 'member days when the only weight was the indifference. Now I'm livin' open lanes, no longer feel restricted
All these crackas snakes, they gon' flake like they some biscuits
She still gon' shake that cake like Bisquick
She lookin' Ricki Lake insipid
I just took my pay and flipped it, with the difference, made my kin rich
Pockets hefty, need Ozympic
O4 Chevy lifts extended
Ugh
Okay, alright, right right right right right right
Okay, alright, right right right right right right
Yuh, I'ma go get that money, you won't take it from me
His bitch givin' gummy while she's noddin' off the slushi, knowledge like the cubbi, I'ma prophet, see water running, spread my wings, I'm lucky, onto better things than suffering
God brought me glory in his sundering
You be spitting a lot of volume lately man give yo pen a rest, it gets a point where yo pen can be so sharp it gets dull nah mean?
I donāt be killing the keyboard all the time but when I do I always come out with substantials
Volume is not always the solution, chapters is man
A resident for dead presidents I read messages now I become real desolate. I feel the apocalypse imminent as a tenant of hip hop, I kill the synonyms what's similar to pedigree, it's all feminine. Mix the English with the elegance, speeches with intelligence, you know how eloquent language is, it's all embelishment, I go to heaven and hell again by tellin' the devil how to become a jealous sin. A game of chess is black and white, those who lack of sight will max the price of having mice, cats who got tongues got guns gats who got none get got done when they get hot ones
Niggas who got raps will resort to fun rhymes, any nigga who dare to shoot shots at me will take gun fines, it's only right I throw jabs at the nigga who can't get the punch line
I totally get that but I'm trying to avoid dragging my feet like players on sports during the off season
Whatever floats your boats but even players during the off season can get injured if training too much and training carelessly
Just some advice from a veteran ghostwriter
do you believe in psychics ,
i know a girl who could
tell you the future
would you believe her ,
but thats not supriseing
Do you believe in psychics
cupid right beside me
I read the room before
the words got spoken
Third eye open,
my mind stays focused
, yeah the signs stay floatinā
Future in the air
like smoke when itās rollinā
traveling at the speed of light
Preciate it big time
Aye
They gon' try to say I fell off when I'm felt gone
I'm just dealt loss I don't tell God
She gon' try to change but won't admit it to herself
When she lie for little gain, in my opinion
that's a tell
Not to mention, all these different hotels
She's been cruisin'
Told her I can't save her self, cause I'm only human
She told me quit excusin'
Said all that's just pollution
She needs movement
'cause she playin' in the stall like prostitution
Told her life can be your all, but it's gon' bruise, bitch
Life can't be your daisies and your tulips
You can't have your cake and eat it -
'less you wanna be belemic -
She asked me, "What is your uh secret"
I don't try to fight with demons
Right my wrongs before I seek them
Stay in motion, never pretend
Let my dome slip off the deep end
Seen my growth, beyond new reaches
Off the goals I seeded, back when I was barely eatin'
I know therapy is needed, but I sought it in her evil
Barely breathe on weekends, gettin' high off cosmic lethal
Seek truths in the rarities they equal
Relax, and meditate
Kick back, and medicate
Good smoke for several days, I choke from heady grape
It's got me ghost, I'm featherweight
Leather wallet like a debtors bank
I'm un-polished, mind a pressure tank
I climbed through knowledge tryna better fate
I can't stop, I need to elevate
I can't take a break; I feel I'm in my bag like lays
Through the drag, I'm gon' precipitate
She a stag, her horns is interlaced
I'm a storm above the riverbank
I'm the only one so center stage
My presence in a different place
Each second is a missed rent paid
Gotta try a new approach, even though I know this smoke gon' leave me broke with no repose
Paralyzed off berry post, these canaries on my spoke
I see they're wary from the coast, so they wanna ride my boat
Intertwined with rope, like a body decomposed
In her thighs I go, she got me gettin' high to cope
I've been in the sky, with 'hov, this wavy flow got me with goats, sold they soul, yet they still speak on my own
It's the one who sews, lookin' like a nursin' home
I'm the first to grow, but it hurts to know, they search for popes, their faith in perfect jokes
They reject the code, this the life they chose, 'n yet they never cope, that I came up from no
I don't need them, though, I'd rather be alone
It's Gbg the ghost, all you see is chrome
Can't pick up the phone, I keep them scrolls
She just wanna see me bleed 'til cold, she got a heart of stone
Yuh
(Inspired by J.Cole's 'Mo Money Interlude'.)
I need mo' money / GOAT money, no-joke money
Push it with a press, hydraulics' gonna be broke money
That 'so much in my wallet that it couldn't fold' money
That wipin' tears with hunnid dolla' bills to cope money
Spend a mill' on rubber bands just to roll money
Must've been Escobar / Or Scarface with blow up the nose money
When my peers get paychecks, it's liquor or 'dro money
The next? Complain and wonder on why they got no money
Made me realize, addictions really control money
Pops drinks, mom smokes, I'll prolly do both / Funny
On how inflated economies making us croak money
Bank notes, insurance companies, and student loan money
I don't even got the right funds for STUDIO money
Fuck Life, I'll prolly be dead broke and still OWE money
My granny work three jobs and still scramblin' to gross money
Puttin' eggs in different baskets, shells cracked with yolk runny
Junk in the fridge, pantry and freezer, I'm so hungry
Tired of eatin' ramen / Throw me a beat on, I'll go dummy
Flow's a fine-toothed pick but it's sweeter than old honey
Keeps ya' coming back like a dope junkie
I want that "Pass Go" money / Fast or slow money
I'm a take anythin' I can to amass and grow money
That "reap what you sow" money, stress-be-gone money
'Till my whole family back home only know money
Told her, she can leave, I won't make her stay
She can go, she can fade, it doesn't matter either way
She been tryna hate on me, but I still love her to this day
I live my life with Yahweh
My love exists on higher planes
Novacaine has me so numbed, that I can't feel his grace (can't feel my face)
I move out from this place that had my heels locked in debate
Now I allocate my rocks in ETAs
I don't need to change, I think I'd rather be the same
Thought that it was me, but I have always been a saint
God freed me from things, but I still struggle with faith
So he feels aways away, without him there, it's night to day
I'm just tryna escape to Eden, leave this planet out in space
But these leeches on me schemin', tryna take my cells like banks
She ask am I doin' well
She ain't askin' 'bout my mental state
She's tryna see my dinner plate
See if I'm eatin' any steak
Assess my value
Inspect my penny plays
If she think it's in her gain, she gon' say she loves me in her brain
I do not entertain, I see through hosts like they were crystal frames
(Tuned slowed reverb)
Yuh
I don't like to talk about my bread, it just exist
I don't like to talk about my money
I don't like to talk about my (uh)
Let me tell you somethin'
Somethin' 'bout a (uh) kid who was strugglin'
(I don't like to talk-)
Made it out the dungeon, in the kitchen with the onion
(I don't like to talk about my bread, it just exist)
(They can tell it's oven crisp)
I feel like something's wrong with me
I got these curses like their cost is cheap
These demons talk to me
I don't wanna listen, stay on mission like the army, but we in the kitchen
It's hard to be this different
It's hard to be so fye
I don't wanna die
But I don't wanna live a lie
Came up from the suburbs, but my folks made us bone dry
So I came up with no rye
Now the river buries tides
It's the white - Berry White
I go to scary heights, to tear your wife
Ensnaring minds when I barely try
I feel invisible to crackas, like some cream cheese
Feel I'm Gradey, like I'm in the raptors with my dream team
I got haters all beneath me
Alligatuh, watuh on me, Fiji
I prolly made their bitches knees bleed
If they're hatin' on me
I prolly give that hoe salami
The way she blow me like a kamakazi
Noone to hold me, now the boat is rocking
You could say I rode a wave
I slid across the dip like sleighs
My heart on ice like rod wave
Yuh, fuck a disposition, I'll still find ways, to flow without a stopping point
Rap for me is like a locking joint
If it ceases, find a way copy voice
Call it fake, I call it the obvious choice
It's pure survival like it's squid games
Ain't it crazy how the jit changed?
(I don't like to brag about my bread it just exist)
I don't like to talk about the wrist pane
You worried 'bout my scars now that it pays
Get from in grace, to the hell that you belong in
You a bitch, and you a hoe, and you a problem
Yuh
It's Isa, the coldest, no glacier as frozen.
I savor the moment, a flavor component
I'm changin' in focus of greatness unloaded
Yuh
Ayyyyyyyyye
(I don't like-)
I don't like these bitches
Er'yone them fake, er'yone them be snitches
I don't need your debate, bitch, I don't need your opinion
I'm on my dominion, God grants me some minions
health and human rights you took my power but thats ok i kept it natural
cuz i think its the love that shows through all the craziness and thats ok to
abuseing people is wrong
thats why i dont agree with the way the government treats us as criminals then expects us to do right
cuz sometimes we get sick and need some treatment jail wont fix or help the fact
that were poor and very needy while they be allowing exploitation of us and turning us into slaves the standards are to low hook me up cooking up something good potato soup golden
Jail won't fix me, you could lock me up, but I'm still in misery
Coughin' up blood, jail nurse a friend to me, she gives me anything, including the little things, suckin' on me, got me floatin' ephemerally
Locked behind bars, I had time to refine bars
Now when I speak, it comes out as art
I used to hesitate, now I'm goin' to mars
Smokin' 'til far, off this tar, like a saar, see the silk bazaar
Gotta improve my health, not smoke like an addict
But it helps me to feel less matted
It costs more than magic, but pays like a actress
Addiction from drugs they made me take
Said that these pills would keep me safe but they glitched my brain
Love in my motion, you see it? Okay. I'm truly devoted to God and his grace. I do what I want, and you do what you may.
Showin' more love than pace
We came out the gutter, like lakes
There's truly no other the same
(There's truly one other the-)
Remember days of abuse, when the witness made me crazy
She was lyin', always grinnin', tryna depreciate me
She took my soul, through my bone, like a hell hound
Tried to leave me broke, but she been actin' like she felt rounds
She used to get inebriated, go out, get fucked, easy payment, while I get funds, she was seekin' makin' me her grind, I saw it in her eyes
She said I'd never rise, and now I'm movin' up in spite
It's the heavy appetite, it got me eatin' what's in sight
I don't know 'bout wrong or right
I just know 'bout what God writes
Serve the most high, never dive, unless I'm comin' down with fye
It's always been love 'neath the surface, empty hearts, and plastic burdens
'lastic churches, changin' art and verses
Seen their faces without curtains, somethin' untold, Michael Thermund
Lookin' Satan, I could cut throats, but God tells me to stay uncoaxed
Though I'm uncertain of the unknown
It's okay to be crazy
Just be yourself
It's okay to be insane
Just get some help
It's okay be deranged
Just stay well
It's okay to not be okay
Tired of these fakes, claimin' that they pluggin', sockets filled with empty space that goes on into nothin'
I've been makin' Benji's stay, like I am free from corruption
No disruptin' the motion that I covet
I'll only touch the summit if I never come undone with all my functions
Tired of the abuse, so I had to separate
She left my heart contused, confusion was my middle name
She playin', had to cut loose, from her tuggin' like a game
All these crackas fake thuggin', always talkin' on my ways
Call me pussy, but I sneak through realms he can't embrace
I don't pose, don't peacock
That's why they misinterpolate
I got this smoke that makes her see God, but she still tryna choose the snake
If he agree with government, that's cool for him
If he agree with 12, that's cool for him
If agree with bloods, that's cool for him
If he agree with crips, that's cool for him
But if he a bee, tryna steal my flower
I turn to a frog, how I'm quick to devour
I'm smokin' that sour, got her sayin' "Yeah, baby" - Austin powers. My money's empowered, gold coins like I'm Bowser. Connected like routers with voice. God gave me a choice. I chose to stomp on their necks like George Floyd. I'm makin' a point, I'm stayin' annoyed, with these soggy cabbage like it's bac choi. You a sorry peasant, if you walk with no point
I found mine in him, the highest of kin
G.O.D bliss, I do not remanisce
It's hard to right, with the devil in mind
And yet I still try
My state been forgivin'
I grow towards my rights, from my wrongs
But I still feel so lost
I'm high off the sauce
My space full of moss
But her heart still gone
Like what the fuck happened
She went airplane mode
She went offline, and can't be got ahold
Was it a lie I was sold? The road to heavens paved in golden good intentions. I tried to save her from herself, and only caused us both afflictions. She only show respec', when life is perfect, I ain't with it. Tired of payin' prices that I never asked for like subscriptions.
Tired of bein' a victim, so I leveled up my cognition
I'm proof of a deeper inverse outside comprehension
Tired of bein' a slave, been told to behave, beatin' til breakin'
I'm seekin' deeper faith-in his makin'
Ayyye-ayyyy-ayyyuyoiiii-ayyyyuh-ayuyoii
You writing an album? š„ š„ š„ All this is pretty good man.
I appreciate it. I'm just trying to sharpen my sword by flowing writing every day. Hoping to release a few songs this year. Getting my life together, and music has always been a central part of it. So I figured that if I'm going to be doing all the hype this year that I'd really do it all. Put out some songs. Build a studio. Build some brands. Do everything
I also have been trying to stay true to a creative philosophy I discovered for writers block which is to not argue with your brain. There's your subconscious and unconscious and the first instinct is to say "nah that's not good enough that's not this or that enough", but I've been trying to "trust my brain", "let it cook"
If it's bad it's bad, but if I'm not able to identify why it's bad, I've been trying to let my brain have time to form what it was trying to form out of it
It's the realest that they ever seen, but really I can't keep my head this clean
The grass is lookin' evergreen, I'm movin' onto better scenes
I can't be lessening in pressuring, I need to organize a recipe
Somethin' like KFC, she lick my fingers clean
I need to be obscene, because it speaks to me
Helps me see beneath
Empty Heartache, causing entropy
Now with Yahweh, I'm essentially immortal
Open up these portals when I speak these spells so formal
Skip her like commercials, if she ain't come by to gurgle
Smokin' on that purple, got me walkin' like I'm Urcle
Uh
It's the White Bobby Bryson, paradise islands got me findin' midas
Feel like Colombus fucked mcgiven
I'm discoverin' all these findins
I'm so fucked up in my mind that it's a lie if I say nothin'
I got language like the Russians, somethin' backwards English mumblin'
I've been speakin' to my onion, askin' where I should be runnin'
From the demons I succumb in
I got equals, I got some kin
Not much, but it cause disruption
Yuh
Got no logic, only find bliss
If she see my water, than she might piss
She dilated her iris tryna dive in
Honestly, that mentality is the right way to go. I also relate in terms of Writer's Block. I used to struggle with it for years but, in order to really break out of it, you gotta trust the process, and train on it really. It's kind've like martial Arts, Judo, Boxing, Kick-boxing, however it could be because, same as training on a bag, you're training your brain to be able to tap into the "free-flow" without even hitting the end-point. Writer's Block used to always be my end-point, until I realized that, the only way to truthfully stop Writer's Block is switching-mentality to just writing verses everyday, and, on breaks when the brain isn't feeling like a verse needs to come out, you study. I used to think studying was pretty dull or boring until I digested a lot of, knowledge I should say. Like, another example is if the brain feels limited from what it's already been taught, you gotta fill your mind with new ideas, new tools, new things that can enhance it to all of a sudden create endless, upon endless, verse. Eventually, if you keep going at this rate you'll be able to text whole mountains. In the beginning, people won't like it. They'll question it, they'll try to push it down not because, they're hating it, but because, they don't see how a human being can simply just, "mountainize" an endless verse. Anything is possible, absolutely anything. It takes pushing yourself over the limit that you feel limited in, to breaking out so your mind can free-flow into truly what is, unlimited while, most importantly sticking to the craft and, who you are. I was sometimes taught that you scrap what's old, and in with the new yet, it's better to keep what's old, preserve what's new, and create a new sequence more than a markov chain elevating the past, the present, and so it can emblem into what should be the new future. Like, the cool thing is when you feed your brain knowledge on different material, you're giving it new ways to write. A system everyone knows
will always limit, but, if you find out something that can go beyond the system? Then you have to prove to the people familiar with the system, of the new way.
It's XoX when I leave
Gbg what I be
If she don't see what I see
Then c'est la vie
She just wanna see me bleed
Only after tendin' needs
She sip me up like I'm some mead
Told her that this rent ain't free, so she can pay me how she please
And she chose to suck the cheese, so she call me Micky D's
She gon' fuck the team
For a (for a diamond ring)
The way she's given throat it's like she's tryna sing
No ivory
She's got the golden canine
She came by to waste time 'cause she heard I make tides through the grape vines
She's tryna take mine, but that ain't happenin'
She's diggin' through the cabinet, tryna find my pack again, lookin' for my catalyst, but she don't see the half of it
Not used to feelin' adequate
Had time in a padded den to ponder on these actresses
They're all just artificial, I don't got a real option
They're gonna pardon officials, while I'm in a steel coffin
Car worth a nickel, and I dribble with exhaustion
Smokin' on that Skittles out of Boston, got me coughin' like an old person
I've been soul-searchin' in the cold lurches, with the biscuit like it's churches
I'm so certain of the mission that I know's perfect
"Rebel Flag"
A white man making billions
Convinced you that you're getting robbed
By a mother without papers
Underpaid at her third job
A movement of cry-bullies
Who will punch you as they sob,
Who go along to get along
They fall in line and nod
Churches do the work of Satan
With the painted face of God
As the people they've forsaken
Spend their Sundays dodging bombs
Weapons sponsored by your taxes,
As true now as Vietnam
Insurance paid that still won't pay you,
Suddenly you care bout fraud
Just repeating without question
Lies fed to the masses daily
This week it's the Somalians
Last week it's Halle Bailey
Ignore your lying eyes! They say
What tear gas thrown at babies?
There is no war in Ba Sing Se!
ICE didn't shoot that lady!
They gaslight, but you love it
Official story "For your safety"
If it's against those people
Oppression surely can't be crazy
They scream for deportations,
Scapegoat Haitians little basis
Racial in their motivations,
But allegedly not racist
Notice all the ways they mask it,
How they soften all their evil
See the way they say "illegals"
Cause the fuck's "illegal people"?
It's the same way that they say "blacks"
Instead of calling you a nigg*r
Or how they don't say trans "people"
They call people "transgenders"
Dehumanize a person
Just because of who they are
The shit is no less bigoted
Just cause it's in a bar
A genjutsu to shut off your brain,
Tricks older than the boomers,
Lee Atwater 1981
Same shit, different consumer
Point to problems, swap solutions
Prejudice hidden in humor
Repetition makes it 'common sense'
Don't matter lies or rumors,
Villianize your victim,
Textbook tactic of abusers
That's how Baby Raping Billionaires
convinced you gays was groomers
Now straight men go in the lady's room
Inspecting women's genitals
To prove that she's not trans,
What part of this value's traditional?
Propaganda, how it works
It's every time subliminal
You can't say you hate black people
But most people do hate criminals
So young black men become "YNs"
The acronym is literal
Write laws branded "Tough on crime"
Makes suspects become typical
Criminalized just being black,
While making you uncritical,
Cause otherwise, you're way too woke
You're getting too political
White billionaires will rob you,
Wage theft often be the type
Defunding rural hospitals
Sending labor jobs off-site
Rolling back labor protections,
Union busting, worker's rights-
Working more and more for less and less
Do shifts from dawn to night
How do they stop you, poor white man
from joining in the fight?
They pick a target, any target
Blame them for your plight
The niggas, jews, the migrants
Whoever they know you won't like
"Anti-White Supremacy"
Censors sell as "Anti-White"
Your phone, it told you who to hate
Delivered to you by the State
We went from "Fuck the police!"
To "You're safe if you cooperate"
The boxes that they put you in
Make you easy to subjugate
They start with those weaker than you
To refine and to demonstrate
Once every migrant is deported,
You think the force just dissipate?
Fuck no, they'll fuck you over next
With precedent to penerate
Knowledge threatens those in power,
So they try to separate
Struggles that are intertwined
And weaponized by unchecked hate
Some act like they hate the government,
But every breath defend em.
With focus-tested talking points,
These unpaid corpo minions
Masking all their rhetoric
To declaw all dissention
They want rebels without causes
Attention, not intention
They say that you divisive
When you point out the divisions
The want you ready for the end,
Cause they lack better vision
Rebranded all they bigotries
As "difference of opinion"
Only time they raise a fist
Is to grab a boot for licking
Fuck them niggas with no principles,
Who souls they sold away
For opinions that switch faster
Than the clouds on any day
If vices becomes popular,
Then virtue you display
If kindness is the signal,
Then it's evil you portray
Only thing you care about
Is what you're not allowed to say
Contractual Contrarian
Confined to your cliches
Opposite whatever's mainstream
"People stand, so I'mma lay"
All the loud& proud free-thinkers
Just conformed the other way
Not really a rap verse but a motivational poem to get yaāll going
Hereās a jewel for yaāll fellas
This one called
The Rose Still Grows Through the Cracks Left in the Cement
The Rose Still Grows Through the Cracks Left in the Cement
Can you see what I'm seein'?
Or are you stressed by the poverty-stricken streets in deep depression that we in?
I see survivors in the worst conditions to be in
My deceitful demons distort my sense of reason and meanin' even when I get even
Leavin' me to feast on my feedin's, I'm eatin', eat till I break my teeth and
Slay my breathin' and change my sleepin'
I see the bless and bereavement, the death and the grievin'
It all left me bleedin' so there's lessons I'm needin'
My progression's impedin' but in this mess I'm succeedin'
It made me impressed by what I believe in
It's just as pleasant as Eden
There's no place to rest the seed in, but the rose still grows through the cracks, left in the cement..
Insane bars, but most billionaires aren't white, they're Jewish. And according to all that woke stuff that's not the same as white. š it's considered colored 
Other than that, and sorry to reign that in when you're putting out that heat, those bars were NEXT LEVEL
Not a rap? That was insane!
No, not really, just a short rhyme prose poem to get yaālls spirits up š
I appreciate it, G šš»
Lately I seen a lot of negativity going on
Plus the cold harsh winter killing some dudes out there
So I brought something to warm yaālls hearts
I actually got a headache RN
Dayum
I hate headaches beyond belief
Itās not that painful donāt worry about it Iāll be brand new by next morning
Believe me
I hope you're not doing anything stupid š
Young God scholar, know I pop collars like a job stalker
Feel like John walker off this rock water, leveled up my plot armor, 'tween the cross, like dodge chargers
Tell the father that I've gone farther
Lately sleepless, like a top barber - on the weekends, seekin' demons that would cost all work
Heater on the chest- heartburn
I work for my checks - hard work
Grip by the barrel - she got the tip like the pharaoh - this mighty apparel - bags hoes like will ferrel - I tried to be sterile - I failed like a daryl. Now the new age is feral. This Kool aid got marrow. I came out the barrows. The godson, I carol. I look through ghosts, they narrow. My minds an open channel. I'm lit like I'm a candle. I'm so slick like a loose handle. This can on my hip like some soup, Campbell's
I manage in bliss, ignore another new scandal
I came out from gutters, we have that in common
But I'm close to God off these uppers, and that's prolly a problem
I had the pills in my cupboard, the molly, the vodka
You gon' end up lookin' over cliffs like you mufasa
I came out from the coldest ditch, like frozen pasta
The angels by my side, while I've been cheffin' lotta
Rats gon' try to steal a slice, they get the holy choppuh
Got the cheddar with the biscuit like we in Red Lobstuh
Call that God scholar or smth
Hmm
I got faith on my side, I'm so lucky to be alive
I got God in my life
And it feels like I
Lost him along the fight
Now runnin' inside
She blow me up like mines
But she ain't mine
No
She the
Anti Christ
Oh
Christ
Won't you bring me closer to your light?
Won't you bring me closer, father God? Won't you show her all her flaws? God can you forgive all of her wrongs? And at whatever cost, oh Lord.
At whatever cost
I'm tired, God
I'm tired and I'm lost
Can't see in the fog
No
Don't you see the way that he is there?
Talkin' to you through your every snare?
You ignore for your pride
But it's burning you inside
Bc God's got you
He's no pacifist
This an active war, like who you battle with?
Aye
It's he who is none, but one, the creator become, but never enough to achieve the sums I needed to feel like I was ever going to be better, if my name would live on
I got caught in bad weather, no fawn, I finally moved on, I'm clever as knots, let myself rot, became so tethered, like socks.
Causing me to break, as my soul was drifting, with fate, through heavy misting like a lake
She liked to spray, leave my shirt dripping
When she played those games, it still hurt plenty
Uh
God told they gon' underestimate
God told me not to under medicate
But he also told me I don't need it in the first place
That I should only have it in the worst case
God's got my conscious, without him, it's obnoxious
I could hear talkin', demons steady hauntin'
What was a lot then pass by so nostalgic
"Colored" is crazy- this is not the 1950s bro š
I appreciate the compliment on the bars, but you're literally doing the thing the verse is talking about
Which part? š
Because what I said is true. You can rap whatever, but at the end of the day, the moment you try to rap woke, that's going to sound foolish, because that's what all that woke stuff is. It's also fed to poor people by billionaires, so if anyone's matching the lyrics, it's you cuzo š
Also, you mentioned "white" before billionaires how many times? My point wasn't about race. Yours was. My point was about how stupid and convoluted all this shit is. The woke movement has gone full circle. I mean, you've even found a way to defend dudes going to women's bathrooms. I didn't say anything, but if you're gonna say stupid shit, I'm gonna call you out
That ain't hard, bro, and that ain't what rap is about, so quit acting like you're the rap police if you're running with your dick tucked between your legs screaming "White billionaires did this to us! Trans rights! Pro dudes liking other dudes!"
Fuck outta here š I've been nothing but respectful to you but don't start acting like you a clown to me, bro. š
Shoulda expected this shit with switch in your name. Guess we know that means now. Huh?

Bobo the clown out here.
Buncha disrespectful ass devilish people that wanna point fingers, blaming their problems on racial categories, then wanna play the victim. Ain't nothing hard about a victim mentality. 'bout sick of fools like you tryna waste my time with stupid bullshit
"How do they stop you, poor white man, from joining in the fight?...They pick a target, any target-whoever they know you won't like"
I mean, you're not wrong in a lot of the stuff you said, and they were bars, but don't rope me in with your political shit and make assumptions about me
The reason I specified "White" before billionaires is because of the fact that Billionaires in general know that if they can get you to identify with the fact that they're "White" too & stop focusing on the fact that they're billionaires
Notice how your first reaction was to talk about how it's actually a different racial group that's responsible instead of the important part- class issues
That's how it works
I mean, yeah, you hit the nail on the head with this assessment
Now we're having a conversation about how gay you think I am and how woke or whatever shit is
That's the trap- that's how it works
Yeah, but the point of that is because most people sit here and arbitrate with these kinds of conversations over what race did what, but the race that's actually doing it isn't considered white by the definitions of that movement. It's gone full circle. Like ourobouros
Not that I think one race is this or one race is that, but usually when people say white billionaires, they're rather sincere in the "white" part, which is ignorant
Bc Caucasians are as of late in a pretty similar boat
Mb Brodie. I've dealt with a lot of disrespect this week and so I'm more defensive
I get that, a lot of people get hostile quick when serious topics come up
Typically that's not me. It was the saying I was doing the thing you were rapping about, which I digested as you referring to me as ignorant, when I'm actually incredibly well self educated and postured with serious topics.
Everybody been in the same boat for a while, the rich have always fucked over the poor. They just hide it by making it seem like different kinds of poor people are actually rich and part of the elites
Very true
For example, media made a whole thing about "Trans People just being men who dress up as women to go in the men's bathroom" as if there's a magic barrier that only lets you in if you wear the right clothes
If a nigga is a predator, he doesn't need to dress up- he just gone do that shit
What it is for a majority of people is a fetish, though, and I'd sooner trust your run of the mill dude, than a dude wearing an undersized my little pony crop top who is insistent on using the girls bathroom
So by saying that a whole group of people is doing that, what happened? We have STRAIGHT MEN, who dress up as MEN checking women's bathrooms but they act like it's okay now because they're "Just making sure she's a real woman"
I feel like that's a lot of people's feelings as of late, and those feelings are valid, but as you mentioned with the focusing on "white". Well, in the process of discriminating against certain groups, they've wheated out former supporters of their individualism or even of their negative decisions
My whole point is that people are distracted by shiny things and not looking 2 steps ahead at what happens and who's painting the narratives that run with
Yeah, no, that's creepy af. There's predators among any group, but if we're not supposed to say anything because they might identify as trans. Then what decision are we left with?
100%
But in practice, that'sexactly what they want you to think- X group of people are beyond criticism because of their identity
No, but it's taboo to say anything to someone using the wrong restroom. I say we wheat out any that don't belong in that restroom. That women deserve their own bathroom and the privacy and security that comes with it
And the one group that never gets applied to is White people
Yeah, real shit š„
But it was a lie all along
It's like saying, so I'm not allowed to talk about school shootings because white people are the main ones who do it?
Notice how quickly you can switch to thinking in terms of individuals
I definitely misjudged you. I legit thought you were on that "white people did this" bandwagon. But the Jewish elites change their race every decade. Last decade they were Jewish, the decade before that they were white, now they're colored. I understand ofc they're not elites bc they're Jews, but regardless these people are comical stereotypes the likes of something out of South Park, and they view everybody who's not like them as sub human. I've researched Judaism, and it's a fundamental part of the religion. They believe that the rules don't apply to them because they're gods chosen people. Ffs, a Jewish man can legally marry a ten year old in the US if flying in from Israel for it. Go through Jewish pardons and look how ridiculously long the list is and the amount of crazy charges
And when I talk about "Anti White-Supremacy" censors sell as "Anti-White" it's because the whole reason they label shit "Woke/DEI/SJW" whatever buzzword is so that you focus on the most extreme examples of whatever systems critique power and how it works instead of how it usually comes from
There's worse things I won't even utter in this chat, but the laws do not apply to them, even when children's safety is involved, all thanks to money flowing in from Israel
It all flows back into governments and parliaments
A movement is started organically, corporations take it, and now you associate the movement with the people oppressing them. It's how you get MFs thinking BLM came from the government because some rich dickhead stole the name and used it to make themselves rich
Don't you think it's weird how you say I'm not on a "White people did this" bandwagon & then immediately go on a "Jewish people did this" tangent?
Do you not see the irony?
A lot of that issue also comes in bc of how quick people are to accept support blind faced. What's support on the surface may very well be sabotage. Some things shouldn't be reinforced or protected. And if people got on track with God, they'd have a better moral intuition, but there's pride in this
Fuck Israel, Free Palestine - that's one thing
But the Israeli government does not give a fuck about Judaism - it's about controlling Western influence in a resource rich region
The same way rich ass preachers don't give a fuck about Christianity, they recognize that some people doand use it as a come up
While I see the irony, I am not speaking politically. I'm speaking factual. I've gone through every number to determine my view points. It IS the Jewish people. That's not a political statement. That's just the actual reality of it
Based on what, some niggas with different last names?
Yes, I agree with that, but I'm not trying to imply something otherwise from what you're saying
A country, an economy, a religion defending it and tax exempting it. It's all about money
The majority of wealth is concentrated in the hands of rich white men.
Does that mean all white men are rich? Obviously not.
No, but the very tip of the pyramid, right above all the white people is the Jewish supreme class. They literally will destroy you financially and emotionally if you go against them, and their money is in ALL of this woke shit. They want it to be taboo to generalize a race, because they like to mix their race with their religion when faux offended to arbitrate and make it difficult for people to identify them as the problem without seeming "anti-semetic", but the shem bloodline died out thousands of years ago
But it's not their race that's the issue. It's their country, their economy, their religion
The real problem is Capitalism, Corporate control, and general ideas of enforced heirarchy. White Supremacy set up a system where you end up identifying with the fact you're white instead of Polish, German, Dutch, or wherever the fuck your ancestors came from. All the while, that system makes you unable to see the very fact that it's fucking you over
Enforced hierarchy is certainly beyond problematic
"They want it taboo to generalize a race" is a bad thing?
Generalizing groups of people is good except when you generalize white people, huh? They're the one exception, innit?
Or, hear me out
We should critique systems of power, not identities
You critique identies, historically- where has that ended up? Gas Chambers, Wars, Lynchings, and everything changing for the worst
You critique systems, historically, where has that gotten us? Shorter workdays, Labor protections, Cultural exchange
There's a long line of history that ended with you talking to me about the system in a fucking Hip Hop Discord
That shit does not come picking a random group to blame for your problems. You talk about how Jewish people view other people as subhuman- but your first reaction was "HOMO! HOMO! GAY GAY!" in order to come up with reasons why you shouldn't even think about considering a worldview different than your own
I'm not here to tell you what to believe, I'm sharing my lyrics- just like everyone else. Hopefully we can get back to the purpose of the channel, this has derailed
I never said it was a bad thing in it of itself. Do not twist my words. But what it is, is convenient. They utilize woke culture to stay hidden in the shadows because if people were natured the way that they tend to be without outside influence, they would end up getting mass deported. It's not a racial issue, it's a cultural one. But if demons became a protected class because they're considered "colored", would we then also have to suddenly not exercise them because we don't want to "anti-demonic". They thrive on what sounds bad because we live in an attention economy, all while dodging fire for their collective evil behavior as a culture. Regular Jewish people aren't the problem. But it's this subclass of people that sits at the top of the pyramid and white people are just their convenient placeholder at the top below them. It's an economical, cultural, systemic governmental issue. There's been an obscene amount of internationally questionable trade between Israel and the US, and that's not surprising considering the benefactors. There's no value in ignoring reality because it sounds a certain way. I don't live my life caring about what sounds like what because it's all prone to change. People who get offended by things easily, aren't going to stop getting offended when you bend to their requests. They'll just look for the next villain. And I'm not critiquing identities, even if it sounds like I am. There's a difference between me critiquing identities and me critiquing systems of power by their reality rather than tip toeing to get to that description. I'd much rather just identify the reality of it, since the conversation is already being had. And yes, it is literally in their religion, that all other people are "swine" or "pigs" or "scum" or "lesser than". That's the same mentality that the Nazis had. Could you imagine if nobody in rest of the world was allowed to say "the Germans are up to evil", without someone jumping down their throat?
Minimizing the actual impact by turning the race into the emphasis, when the point of identification wasn't to emphasize the race or give weight to identity, but just to have identity
And yes, you can't run your mouth about people on the internet, implying they're ignorant, and expect them to roll over and not clap back when you were literally promoting dudes having sex with other dudes. That's not hard. And that's not core hip hop or ITS identity.
I have been on both ends of the playing field, but I chose God, and I came to understand that everything outside of God's word is demonic, and I don't care about image.
You talk about how I was coming up with reasons not to consider your world view, and my only initial criticism was that you were making the power dynamics we discussed into a race issue. Unlike Jewish, "White" isn't a religion, or a country.
And if you want to get back to the purpose of the channel, have at it, but don't start a conversation and then pretend like you weren't the one to start it
It's not just Jewish people either, of course not. Basically anybody that claims to follow God or be blessed by God but rejects Jesus is actually following Satan
And when people follow Satan, they don't exactly get up to good deeds. And if I'm offensive for saying that to this woke culture trash, I really just don't care
Everybody's way too concerned with what everybody thinks. It's a plague on honesty
You talked about white billionaires, but these white billionaires are funded by "colored" people. Jewish trillionaires who can spend a couple billion and boom, just like that your history as a black person is theirs to use and gentrify. For all this woke shit you said, how is THAT not what pisses you off?
You know why white people are second in line? Because they're more likely to do what they're told. Because it's in. Their. Culture. Giving names to identities isn't the same thing as over generalizing them
It's all cultural, but culturally we are still at the point that we are divided by race. People are still incredibly tribalistic, whether they actually witness it or not
And certain groups have more of certain influences than other groups. As you recognized, race has only ever been a distraction. We agree on that, but when they mix racial identification with general identification to prevent identification in general, you have to choose between sounding right and being right. And most people would sooner choose the former
I've got to get to work. I'm glad we were able to have this conversation
But yeah, I don't blame any one race. I blame groups, though, and groups can't get away with hiding behind race if you don't let them
I'll get on TN and write some more verses. Maybe we could turn this discussion into smth lyrically impactful that shares both perspectives
I'm not against having the conversation - I'm saying the conversation got off topic. If we gon talk about it, let's talk about it- you don't gotta do all this rah-rah ego shit.
You bring up parts of history when it's convenient. You keep saying "Woke" when I haven't mentioned whatever that's supposed to mean once.
You talk about black history like you actually give a fuck about it when you around here talking about "Colored" and shit. Who made you the by chancellor of what is & isn't the core of hip hop? Nobody gaf about being 'hard'. At the end of the day, this is poetry in a Discord server nigga, it's not that serious 
There's no country called "White" but America was set up in order to advantage one group of people over everyone else- white people. But the only time you're capable of seeing that is if you put some mysterious other group on top of that in order to avoid ever talking about the fact that white supremacy been baked into this country from the jump. If you don't see that shit, you're either willfully ignorant or uninformed. You don't apply the same standard to others as you do to yourself - when it's White Supremacy, "Oh there's no such thing because technically it's not called that". When it's Jewish Supremacy "HELL YEAH, BROTHER DEM DANG JEWS DUN TURNED YOU HOMOSEXUAL- GOD SAID SO"
Race is a distraction, but that distraction has consequences- especially when it's never questioned. Do you think the KKK started out of nowhere? Or what, they were secretly the Jews under the hood? What about the Nazis? Do you think they just spawned out of thin air or did they take steps to get there?
You talk about victims, but this the biggest victim mentality shit I've ever seen.
Notice how the convo moved completely off the lyrics about why it's getting harder for everyone to live and now we're talking about some abstract shit that ain't got nothing to do with nothing?
The caucacity of some of you niggas istg
Blood-Stained Glass
Don't mistake complexity for depth
And simplicity as shallow
Bigger words for smaller thoughts
Just make them hard to follow
But smaller words, with little thought
Show themselves just as hollow
As bones of birds, they stack together
Empty, hard to swallow
Too many mistake truthfulness
For repeated simplicity
Too many mistake anger
For the flavor of toxicity
Too many think that loudness
Is the same as authenticity
A fight for egos shields you
From the insights found in empathy
Ignore the signs & patterns,
"How'd it happen? It's a mystery!"
Don't speak about the present
If you refuse to learn your history
The church & state, they recreate
Your latent tribal tendencies
Your pastor sells agendas
While they wrap them in God's imagery
Part of this may reach you,
Most will be lost in the symphony
Despite the vitriol that's thrown
Know I am not your enemy
Satan doesn't come with labels,
Hair dyed pink and red
Satan looks exactly like you,
Shares your heart and head
He wears your clothes, He sings your hymns
He points to those who bled
He tells you that your heaven
will arrive after you're dead
He don't say "I'm the devil!"
Why would he? That don't work
He hides where you won't look for him
He hides within the Church
He misdirects frustrations,
Corporations pay his work
It's how these fucks think MLK's
The same as Charlie Kirk
A holy war he dredges up
To explain why he set flames
The end result- a hell on earth
Brought here in Jesus name
The church & state cooperate
And operate as this:
Systems that delude you
Into thinking you'll be rich
There's a reason that the Ku Klux Klan
Wears symbols of a cross
It tricks the sheep to go to
Fight a class war they have lost
If you're not against having the conversation then why is it that you're trying to so hard to narrate the conversation like an overheard rather than engaging on it? It's a lot to deal with, man. It really doesn't seem like you're interested in having an intelligent conversation. Moreso, like you're just trying to argue down an egoist rabbit hole where you point fingers you should be pointing at yourself. You talk about me mentioning race. You mentioned race first. You talked about me mentioning woke, when you're the one who made a whole woke political rant out of your verse, than when I thought that was silly, you disrespected me and acted like you were holier than thou and tried to paint me as ignorant. I brought up parts of history that were convenient in pure technicality. It's only convenient because it's relevant, which is how discussions are supposed to operate. As for the "woke statement" - you literally referenced it and the meaning in our conversation. I don't understand why you would act like you didn't or try to phrase it otherwise.
I never said I was the chancellor of anything, but it only takes a little bit of education to understand that liberal ideals aren't hard or gangster or fundamental to hip hop. And yes, I give a fuck about black history, as I give a fuck about all history because it allows us to learn from the mistakes of the past. Something that this world is in desperate need for. And yes, it doesn't have to be hard. I never said it did. Just that it wasn't, because even now, you're trying to act hard, but it's giving the opposite energy. You say it's not that serious, but you continue to spam me with endless paragraphs to make it difficult for me to respond like it's a life or death situation. You keep turning my attempts to mediate and handle things in an educated manner and with progress, as some kind of ego test, like you've got to prove yourself, while trying to deflect onto me.
America wasn't set up to give any advantage to any race. The entire point of the founding of the United States was complete and total freedom. Slavery didn't come from the United States. It wasn't started here. It was only finished here. Know your history. And no, it's not a differentiator between whether or not I bare witness to a class, is if I have a higher class over it. I genuinely just think race blaming is an incredibly narrow minded way to look at anything. Yes, again, White is NOT a country. It's NOT a religion. It's specifically only a race. If white supremacy was baked into this country, it was from Britain, which the ENTIRE point of founding this country was to NOT be like them, or live like them. You are also proceeding to show your racism by quoting me in a southern dialect that's supposed to make sound stupid, but I promise I could run circles around you intellectually.
I go by the same standard for almost EVERYTHING. Which is a simple standard: a standard of reality, that unlike your standards doesn't rely on appearance, which is something you're trying to take advantage of by trying to slander me and twist what I said into something that suits this narrative you're running on with. But it doesn't represent reality. You can live your whole life under a rock, but that doesn't mean that under the rock is the only thing in life. I've already highlighted my points, explained my reasoning and was specific in doing so, and in order to feel like you "won something" when there's nothing to win here, you continue to make stuff up, spin stories, and paint pictures. There's no authenticity. Just like how there's no authenticity in woke hip hop that tries to just go with the liberal agenda. Because if you took the time to educate yourself, you'd see how wrong your view points are
To answer your question, I believe they took steps to get there. And to follow up your question, those steps were the SAME EXACT steps of the liberal agenda. The Nazi party was a SOCIALIST movement, that liked to blame a "higher group" of people in society. In this case, for you, that's white people? Does that mean you're going to become a Nazi? Of course not. But your logic says otherwise.
You said I have a victim mentality
But you still can't stop blaming white people for your problems, instead of just being a man and dealing with your problems like the rest of us do
And yes, the conversation moved off of lyrics, because you can't handle criticism. The capacity of some of you crackers, I swear.
Also, imagine if I was like "The Negro in some of you, I swear"!
Racist ash, man 
Anyways, Switch. Honestly, I fw you, dawg. I think you're pretty real, but I think we gain nothing from butting heads
If you wanna keep arguing we could prolly argue forever. We're both obviously capable of it. But as you mentioned, there's more value in this chat for lyrics than in us arguing. I just don't like being misunderstood in my points, and I suppose you don't either
Sorry for any overreaction or nasty response I had given you. Even if I felt offended or disrespected, I do feel as though this conversation could have gone a more intelligent direction than it did, in spite of the thoughtfulness that was present - there could have definitely been a lot more
@sly hamlet I just have a few questions for you. Since America wasnt set up to give any advantage to any race, Who was considered free in 1776? Who did the constitution apply to when it was created? And what happened to the native indigenous ppl of america? And how did all these black ppl get here?
The constitution applied to all citizens of the United States
Ah ofc and who was considered a citizen?
Anyone born in the colonies (subjects of the King) or residing there and adhering to the independence constitution
Anyone?
Not non-free inhabitants, but it wasn't a (created) issue. Could America have been faster to rectify the wrongs of the world? Absolutely. But it didn't create them
What is a non free inhabitant?
Was there racism? Absolutely. But we were also as a country ways more progressive than the rest of the first world
Slaves, and indentured servants (contractual slaves)
Ahh....
I never claimed racism didn't happen and I'm sorry if I came off like I was trying to play anything off
So everyone was FREE except the slaves & indentured, gotcha.
So everyone WASNT free.
There was progress still to be made, but before that point, everyone was a slave under Britain effectively
Correcy
Correcy
Correcy
Fucking fat thumbs š
No I mean when America became free from Britain
Yeah
When they became sovereign
In 1776
July 4th
But you say that no advantage was given to any particular race of ppl
I said it wasn't set up to give an advantage to white people. Which, it wasn't
Did white people have an advantage? Absolutely
But that was a result of Britain, not a result of America. America never started slavery. Only ended it
You said the founding point of America was COMPLETE and TOTAL freedom. Yet everybody wasnt free.
Correct
It took time to reach that as an absolute, but that was the goal. However, a lot of people had all their family's money in slaves, and founding a country against the most powerful nation in the world at the time isn't really easy to do while also possibly causing financial collapse
I'm not saying it was right, just explaining the perspective of the people at the time
So slaves really helped us get to freedom if you think about it, but as soon as we reached freedom, it only took 40 years to go back to everything the country was founded to escape from
"I said it wasnt set up to give an advantage to white ppl. Which, it wasnt"
Next sentence: "Did white people have an advantage? Absolutely"
This is a contradiction
It's not, though.
They definitely do
No, because saying it wasn't set up to give an advantage to white people, isn't saying that white people didn't have an advantage. We were racially culturally set up to an advantage, but it wasn't America's doing. It was Britains. It took America time to grow from that
There were a lot of people that wanted to retain slavery, but it was for predominantly economic reasons
It was freedom, but it was freedom built on the backs of others. Yes. Not by design of America. By design of Britain. The super nation that America was founded to separate people from
You're explaining the perspective of the WHITE people at the time. Which actively continues to dehumanize the enslaved Africans/Black ppl of that time, even today, in retrospect.
I'm not trying to downplay the advantage that white people had or it's systemic results, just trying to approach it from a place of honesty
Will you please elaborate on the end of your statement?
You're continuing to actively dehumanize black ppl, even today bcuz you're empathizing with the perspective of white ppl. You're still in 2026, not even considering the enslaved people as human beings. Bcuz you're more concerned with the idea of America "not being the villain" than you are with actual liberty & justice for all
In what way did I dehumanize black people? š Empathize? You're making false connections. I could empathize with the devil. That doesn't mean I think he's a good guy, or that I'd villainize his victims. Honesty is valuable in these types of discussions, and that's the perspective that I'm speaking from, which is one that recognizes the perspectives of the people in power at the time. That's not dehumanizing anybody. I'm not more concerned with anything than liberty and justice. My entire point I've been making is that the entire point of America was liberty and justice. I already pointed out that we could have done better. But America wasn't the enemy. It was the opposite. It was founded to escape tyranny, to escape oppression.
America was financially dependent on slaves because that's a fundamental part of the system Britain was responsible for. Should it have been abolished sooner? Absolutely. I don't deny that. But America isn't this big bad racist villain it often gets painted as, and it never was
It's more layered than that, and it always has been
Also, what do you mean not considering the enslaved people as human beings? Of course they were human beings. The founding fathers thought so, too
George Washington for example freed his slaves upon his death. Several founding fathers from the get go actively worked towards freeing the slaves
The issue is that you dont even see it lol. You can recognize the perspective of the people in power but you cant recognize the perspective of the enslaved & indigenous ppl, thats the issue. You identify with America despite its wrongs & injustice. But you dont identify with the actual values America is said to represent. Bcuz you can proudly talk about how America wanted to escape so bad from the British's oppression & tyranny, but you actively ignore that they continued to do the same thing to black ppl. You actively ignore the reality of black ppl of that time cuz you don't consider them as human. You considered the white ppl of that times "investments" more than the brutality inflicted on the lives of human men, women & children. Which goes to show you still in 2026, see them as property, not people. So you, like many Americans are only concerned with freedom, justice & liberty when it applies to white ppl.
Who said I can't recognize the perspective of the enslaved or indigenous people other than you? Of course I can recognize it. And I don't identify with America, but I don't believe in falsely representing something, or false narratives in general. And yes, that is something to enjoy, is a country founded in the impossible, to escape from a never ending oppressive force, that conquered countless countries and enslaved their population and oppressed them. The point of that is the founding of America represented the exact opposite of what it manages to get painted as. I don't understand your investments comment. I just have the understanding that they had to weigh morality versus financial collapse because that's the system that they had to work with
And no, America is not only concerned for liberty and justice for all when it comes to white people. It was all free people
Oh cuz black ppl werent ppl, got it. ššæš
You telling on yaself š
And you got the nerve to be in a Hip Hop server
And no, I don't view anybody as property over people, nor did I say I did, nor did I imply I did. If you're interested in having an honest discussion we can do that, but we're not going to be able to accomplish that with you putting words in my mouth
What words did I put in your mouth?
What? š
Of course black people are people š What the fuck, dude
Why do I even need to point it out? There's so much of it
Because I don't know what youre talking about
Look, man, if you can't keep up in an honest discussion, that's cool, but I'm not gonna try to argue with someone who's not interested in having a real, genuine discussion - because that's what I was in the mood for - an honest conversation. Not games
Well the thing is I'm not trying to argue š¤·šæāāļø Im trying to have a honest, real, genuine, & intellectual discussion
Me pointing out your own flaws & contradictions makes you uncomfortable though
What contradictions? What flaws? I've defended my points consistently and without hiccup. However, you keep trying to arbitrate and argue with things I never said, and make false connections, and put words in my mouth. That's not a real, honest intellectual discussion. If you're interested in having that, we can. But you're continuing to play these games
America was founded for the "liberty and justice for all" & the "total and complete freedom" of all people. Except black ppl apparently
There were literally free black people...
And they owned slaves ...
In the freaking south at that
So no, not just except black people
Just free people
Ok so I asked what words I put in your mouth & you have yet to give me an example. Anything I've said has been a direct quote. I've pointed out your contradictions already and I told you directly
^
And I responded accordingly. But if you necessitate me quoting you putting words in my mouth, I will
Yeah I do cuz I don't know what youre talking about. Clarify please
If we're going to have an intellectual discussion, we have to be intellectual. You can't just get mad bcuz I don't agree with you and Im actively challenging you. It may be uncomfortable but I'm not being hostile or irrational. I'm simplify trying to understand while also trying to have you understand me as well
" You're still in 2026, not even considering the enslaved people as human beings. Bcuz you're more concerned with the idea of America "not being the villain" than you are with actual liberty & justice for all.The issue is that you dont even see it lol. You can recognize the perspective of the people in power but you cant recognize the perspective of the enslaved & indigenous ppl, thats the issue. You identify with America despite its wrongs & injustice. But you dont identify with the actual values America is said to represent. Bcuz you can proudly talk about how America wanted to escape so bad from the British's oppression & tyranny, but you actively ignore that they continued to do the same thing to black ppl. You actively ignore the reality of black ppl of that time cuz you don't consider them as human. You considered the white ppl of that times "investments". Which goes to show you still in 2026, see them as property, not people. So you, like many Americans are only concerned with freedom, justice & liberty when it applies to white ppl.Oh cuz black ppl werent ppl, got it. ššæš"
If you're going to say I'm putting words in your mouth, youre going to have to provide examples
Ok so you just quoted me directly. What words did I put in your mouth? What did I say you said that you didn't say?
^ Bunch of narration, bunch of speaking for me, for my meaning, making false implications and twisting my words and intention with deliberation
I.E
Putting words in my mouth
I said NONE of what you claimed was said or implied within the quotations I provided
It was ALL just stuff you came up with
When you're interested in having an honest discussion, lmk. I'll be available for that
No that's not what I did, what I did is express my own perspective and it challenges your perspective so you're trying to invalidate it & delegitimize it instead of pondering on what I said, why I said it & what lived experience & historical context its actually coming from
^
Well the problem is your cognitive dissonance. You can't have an honest discussion bcuz anything that contradicts what you believe to be true is considered "narration", "false implications" or "twisting your words"
No, that's just literally a perfect description of the way that you've been engaging in the argument. It's not honest. It's word games. I'm not interested. I'll be interested when you want to have a real, genuine discussion
I'm also not interested because you're still trying to argue and I've been trying to have a conversation the whole time š
That's the last thing I'll say until you engage in the conversation honestly rather than trying to control a story
Get a grip
Its awl luv
Awlwayz wuz
Weer awl bruthaz, fathaz, sunz
Ova-come tha open ruff like holez in wun
Open sumz wit hustle unda golden sunz like tha Chy-neez
Throw-in uppa-cutts, like I'm Spike Lee
Luh bih, don't try me, I turn hiz bih eye-vree, cuz she like me
Jen-truh-fy thee
Its tha white Oh-pruh Win-free, how I give away theez kidneys when I piss on hiz bih plen-tee
I'm uh grem-lin, she no ten-peece
She gon' emp-tee my ballz grin-nin
No-tiss fundz when I open sumz but she don't know thair cost
I wuz born ta soo-chur woondz like gawz, uh-round my wrist like wawch
I got flawz, don't let em tawk
I make em walk tha plank like Zod
I got Gawd, He got Hiz flock
'N Hiz ain-julz gawd my pot
Cook-in up sum flay-vurd rawks
We got no tay-paz at tha top
Its tha white Gay-ta gone like uh hang-a how I fawn
San, my dawg, but we at awdz
'N Switch uh Jee, but I'm too sawst
Its got me twist-id like uh nawt
No that I'm gon' tawk tha tawk, but when its time ta walk, I'm run-nin, no dis-cush-un
I got gump-shun, Forr-est Gump shit
My numba-wun ish-oo iz how I mis-yoose my giftz
I'm fuck-in hiz bih throo tha phone, I got grip
If they crawss me, dats it, but Jee-zus for-givz, I should be like Him
I don't no no kin, I jus no wut I get
Tha mun-ee make sense, its pay-in tha rent
But bluh-dee I get, try-na jus live
Ree-uh-lized its uh trick, life jus uh flick
It-ull play ya like fin
I'm saw-ree, I'm him
Tha wun hoo eg-zistz
'N caw-ziz theez wayvz, tha wah-tuh like drainz
Its part uh tha play
I'm hard-a than snakez dat tawk bout staynz, I'm stay-nin thair bay
I'm stay-in uh-shaymd, cuz vy-sez ree-main
I try ta ree-tain sum grace but I'm hart-less like vaynz cut when I spray
I can't blame tha gang ree-gawd-less uh place in tha hard-ship I faced
"What's good, my homie!
Come around, let's have a time
Get some shawties, hit the party
Rap some morra dem good rhymes
Baddies finna gon be mackin
All the shyts, be ain't they fine
I's yo nigga, ain't I boy?
I gots no issues wit yo kind"
An arrogance betrays,
Pathologic lack of confidence
A sense of self importance
despite how they lack in accomplishments
When I show my existence,
there's assumptions of incompetence
Till you give your attention
And assume that shits's a compliment
Like I should be honored
That you would dare to even look at me,
Felt guilty, so you judge me
As you try to throw the book at me
A book you didn't read,
But the title you skimmed crookedly
Karen, who don't care for lines
Entitled to get hooks from me
Phishing in my culture,
as you show that you don't know me
You won't do the work to learn
But want participation trophies
Butchered versions of my language,
Constant errors of my name,
Appropriation of my cadence,
The downplaying of my pain,
Accusations of my knowledge-
While you don't care to explain
Your opinions are not facts,
Just cause the facts make you feel shame
In my lifetime, my grandmother
Couldn't piss in the same drain
In her lifetime, her grandfather
Couldn't eat from his own grain
In his lifetime, his granddaughter
Couldn't even read his name
In her lifetime, all her brothers-
Either imprisoned or slain
In their lifetime, if they fought back
They were hunted down or hanged
Even further back, they traded
with Nsundi on the plains,
Their descendents found survival,
As they trafficked sugar Cane
Their descendants do the same thing
Because shit ain't really change
Yet you want nigga-attitude
Without that nigga brain,
Yeah you want that nigga-swagger too
Without that nigga pain
You want that nigga mad at you,
Cause then you get to aim
You want what niggas had to do
But we are not the same
All you know about my people
Is an accent and a chain, and you
Got the damn CAUCACITY
To sit here and complain
Love it when I stay up at night, wasting my time.
Trying to walk a lifetime in peopleās shoes, they hating on mine.
Iāve walked a thousand miles of understanding, Iāve been patient, alright?
So before I start, I just woke up to some bullshit ā and I got told to take it in stride.
I love it when I tell people ātake it in stride,ā
I know they wonāt go the distance.
Everybodyās lost in search for a fuckinā lie.
Itās a joke how you act like weāre different.
So when I ask you to lend an ear, that means mine.
I already know you and the rest wouldnāt listen.
All the same the work is worthless when you want that ball and chain.
The gaul to blame it upon a forged identity, forgotten faces.
Yet no thoughts except contempt, contradiction, and confrontations.
No wonder I get all the blame for the ways that you talk on game, but never played it.
What? Iām not making taunting statements.
Am I not being direct? Wonderful.
I can see history as it is, not white lies and black masks upon racists.
Youād call these situations ācolorful.ā
Rat races, damn shame. You sought amazement. No wonder you act like such a troubled soul.
Donāt you dare to bear comparisons of your meager, bullshit embarrassments to the work our great grandparents did.
We bear bears, that show got you lookinā at archetypes of people and acting like āmy painā isnāt something theyāre buried with.
Man⦠fuck this scheme. I canāt believe youāre even trying to put the truth in abbreviations, and you still act like you even cared? Shitā¦
I can see your vision is whitewashed, youāre blinded by the truth like itās hardlight that collides to skulls.
Youāre too focused on keeping division, you donāt realize life isnāt a kaleidoscope.
A vision without barriers turns all those colors into interpretations our eyes could know.
Yet all you fed yourself was bullshit without food for thought, so letās get historical.
I hate to be explaining these basic ass realizations.
America wasnāt even near the first nation to utilize enslavement.
By the way? It wasnāt tradinā.
I mean⦠I shouldnāt have to say it, but since we like to accentuate it?
How come I know the truth between a shanty lie, and the real Asante, then?
Do I really need to explain it?
People sell their souls willingly nowadays when ā back in days before our days?
People were sold for shoe soles in power struggles and warmongering raids, manā¦
Oh, yet Iām the one who never sought the truth in understanding? You act like Iām whatever you see that makes you avoid your mirrorās frames, manā¦
āItās because the man that my plans aināt worth the acknowledgment.ā
While you gut your brothersā bodies, fuck over each other.
Stealing his accomplishments.
I can see the divide in our lives has you living without prerogative.
So you wanted to blame it on me and complain when all you was doing was just talking shit.
Me? I kept it real, because the truth is so terrible.
To re-emphasize upon that, Iāll keep the straight and narrow.
I donāt need illiterate, stupid rhymes schemes for you to read and compare, though.
All I need is to heed to reality ā so letās talk about scarecrows.
You act like a strawman who forgot his own heritage.
That needle in the haystack got you feeling like a terrorist.
I know what gets you scared, though.
Removing the mask, taking off the hood.
Everything too ātry ballistics,ā you like klansmen (hah!) got me good.
See, I realized that real donāt lie in your parablesā¦
Your situation growing up was better than mine, I was always the kid at the back of the line. The major difference between us?
I understood that itās the fault of our whole species, while you blamed it on colorful skins and fire in the whites of their eyes.
I bet you donāt even understand that line.
Just like ships, let it sink in. All it takes is due time.
Right, and just for the record, bitch? You are not on my pedigree.
Liāl chihuahua acting vicious to a pit bull, you really got that energy?
You write to a musical vibe to amuse and divide. I went acapella to provide truth and despite the clarity in disguise?
Youāre drake acting like K.Dot, homie. You donāt compare to me, alright?
Go ahead and keep embarrassing yourself and parentsā children with all them lies.
You couldnāt look them in the eyes. You couldnāt even look me in the eyes.
See youāre a hypocrite hoping to get his cut, but guess what? Iām through playing with knives.
Go vibe with what I rap then lie behind my back because youāre too stupid to understand or care, though?
My great grandfathers great grandfather is the reason I fear scarcity and scarecrows.
He worked too hard then stood too close so he fucked around and drowned ā for his race.
Whatās a man taking flight? We do this all the time. Soon as he was off that boat he got his chains.
Didnāt do it for the show, or for you and all your gold. Bitch ass little boy, tone it down - stop acting fake.
He lived his whole life on another manās time, did everything right and still got pinned down to that stake.
Fuck you and every lie you appropriate.
Iām scared of scarecrows because they werenāt always just straw men.
Sometimes they were our fathers, or their fathers. You know, the strong men.
So back the fuck off me when everything you talk still wrongs them.
Weāre fuckin lucky we even have the right to acknowledge the wrongs my grandfather got rolled in a box with.
My homie told me that I hate ignorance.
I said āthatās alright, Iāll act like I donāt give a shit.ā
I guess thatās on me for letting you believe that Iām out my consciousness.
Still wasnāt an excuse to you to be dishonest, man.
You project a lot, hurt yourself, and act incompetent.
I guess this is the personification of the difference between ego and confidence.
To You, who acted like you were real when you had to hide behind my back with your bullshit:
Donāt you ever try to intentionally misinterpret what I say again. I have spoken on my personal experiences, and just because you donāt know me personally? Doesnāt give you any right to deny ANYONE their life or history.
Weāre supposed to change the world with lovinā communities.
Why are you perpetuating cycles of hate and obscurity?
I STAND TO CLARIFY THAT I AM NOT TARGETING SWITCHLAID WITH THIS ā this is for the assholes who get drunk and belligerent then talk on our brothers and sisters like we donāt all bleed the same from the shots we take when half-cocked.
Preciate that- shit been hot in this chat recently š
no worries, just gotta prove that no matter if we have conflicting natures, it doesnt justify making conflict our nature.
i feel like any more peace talk is gonna lead me to a public execution, though.
Well said. The world would be a better place if people were willing to accept that differences don't have to equal divisions
Ugh
Know the culture well, itās what I livinā
Suffered in my health, I took pre-scription
It got me lifted but it brought me distance
from my brothers, deeper pigment
You just wanna be the victim
Blame the world, blame the system
āCause thereās no motion in ya engine, you gotta focus on division
Blame the color, victimize ya mother
Hypnotized, an smothered by these fickle lies uncovered that ya brittle mind canāt suffer
I only speak whatās factual, in simple lines, like drummers
and still you ignorant, playinā radical, you wanna be enslaved for comfort
Thereās no hate, Iām a lover, but you wanna play, thatās just clutter
Thatās why you in cycles of hunger
Thereās humor inside of ya mindset
Because itās a lot to digest
How a black man plays the race card, an he becomes his own tyrant
Sayinā I talk like a victim, but ya life canāt stay private
āCause you gotta be noticed, even when you werenāt invited
Then you act like Iām not meant in a server meant for those who enlightened
You triflinā, you think so hot, but like lightninā, you gone in some light wind
Actinā like Iām racist, but he canāt stop focusinā on my skin tone, canāt evade it
I know the game you playinā, you just a dog tryna get a bone
Thatās why you keep paintinā this projected narration
Thereās no lesson in stayinā the same bitch
Level up, speak my language
Focused on blame while Iām paper chasinā
Thatās why I stay amazinā, and you still a lame, complacent
Not because the white man divied up the plantation into land statements
So focused on pointinā fingers, he forgot that he has legs
You and I arenāt the same, you right
I came out the strife all of my life, and I get whatās mine
and I seek the light and I still thank Christ for the pain I survived
You sit online, an blame the whites
I chose whatās right
You chose whatās easy, so yeah, you beneath me
but not ācause my skin is cheesy
You just sleazy, you try to be sly
Playinā as kin, when you flow like itās Fiji
Then you showed you cheapeninā
Thought you were deepeninā
You got the fry, but I brought the seasoning
Where is ya mind
Where is ya reasoning
Yuh, in my life I had to get by on no nutrients
My fam had hungered so I focused on my ruthless wit
Iām a student in this life, my mind is newly bliss
Your hate is Ludacris, you act a fool in this, your thoughts so truly thin
They don't like peace talk lol š 
Always racists playing hero for the races // Claimin' change ain't in the makin' // So we gotta go and break shit // Sayin' it was the Caucasians // the cycle is perpetuated // Read your Bible, it'll tell you greatness // How division was an expectation // We need to better placement beneath our fathers gazin' // I know our God is gracious // That's why he lets us stay grim // But we're all ape-men // Fall from creation, now we fight among our same kin // Cause the image that is painted holds priority to patience // I'm sore of these basics // I take more of these fake zips until I can't feel pain, it's - just medication
Always talkin' 'bout what race - did - what
When we all know, that's it's built - on - funds
I don't need to tell you that I've overcome
But why you tryna act like we ain't one?
That's how you end up with none
He sends you his messengers
Of course your head will hurt
I'm dead for sure so I don't fear your pressure, Curt
8 miles til' the test's assured
Will you fail, or will you rest your curse?
You drop a diss, I drop a better verse
But I don't hit without a stressor first
You think you're him, but you're just well in hurt
Tryna talk about my skin, like it holds relevance
Tryna ride over my intelligence with rhymes that second it
No lie, you're eloquent
Forming no hype, there's substance in what you're tellin' when you're not tryna be the president of black excellence, just to take it back to the last precipice
Stuck in the past, like the Old testament
Grow with your raps, impose new developments
Colorblind Racism
The stressor in question?
A history lesson.
You're only willing to see truth,
if you can make it weapon.
Your vision is division, but
you hate that reflection - so
God's light hides your blind spots,
As you dish out deflections.
Ephesians 6:5
That's your worldview, stated tastefully.
You rap bout Greed & Ego-
Hypo-christian, do not pray for me.
Racism is not when you point out
Shit that happened racially-
Shit that you deny, like when
you rationalized slavery
You act like you're enlightened,
But in truth you're narcissistic
Heard about the US past
And then you blamed it on the British-
You see things in Black & White,
That's why in us you see no difference,
I see the ways in which it's broken-
You think it's fixed, so you defend it.
You play victim, then you play stupid
But only one of them's a play.
I say "Gay people are scapegoated"
You hear, "WOKE! You must be gay!"
Black history offends you,
So you try to flush away
What you see as just a "card".
While the Trap remains in play.
My verse was about exploitation
You read it, then what did you do?
You said "whites are the REAL victims"
and then you tried to blame the Jews.
"Racists playing racial hero"
I agree, the statement's true.
But like all who use projection
You just don't realize that it's you.
I never deny what's true, even if it ain't convenient
Just because it ain't cute, doesn't mean it's deceivin'
I got reason, for my thinkin', been off deep ends for my thesis on the systems that are keepin' us as victims ā it's all pretend
Always practice what I'm preachin'
Lived with hustlers, barely eatin' anything on weekends
Flippin' rarities while tweakin', narrowly breathin'
Always stayin' in consistence
When I said that Jews proceed them
You just heard "Jews aren't Christian"
Like my words came from a bias, when I highlighted ā how it's flawed
The way you talk is pious, how you try to write my wrongs
When you can't see the vibrance, your bitch gripped in my tongs
My ego died in palms of evils I couldn't calm
My ethos fully thrall
You're a feeble little dog. You wanna quote the Bible, every morning I read Psalms. And it tells me God ain't wrong, and I should pray for you 'til fall. I encourage you to pray for me. 'Cause the good you do will chase you, G. You a badmon wearin' Maybelline. Paint your nails, with some shade of green. This was made to be, but not in the way you hoped in your gay lil dreams. Keep up this act, I don't need ā to act at all. 'Cause there's angels where I walk. Like, if you think I'm playin' stupid, then you prolly think you're not
What a bold assumption of a thot
Worried 'bout whether I call you gay or not
With a pink background and a ribbon in a knot
You try to talk tough, make a clown out a cracka who had lived in constant ammunition, while you sit here bitchin' tryna flip the script since it didn't fit this narrative you live in
Never made slavery sound rational at all
I said we made it out from Britain, and we had to evolve
You take my words and you twist them, 'cause if you actually saw, the meaning in them you would shatter in awe
Black history doesn't offend me, but don't make the past the present
There's a lot of blacks I envy, there's a lot of blacks thats legends
You try to paint this imagery, but it's false when it's dissected
I gave direction to history, and you called it skin complexion
So don't talk about history, if you won't look at it honest
And don't talk about misery, like I was born into wallets
And don't act like you envy me, when youre not acknowledgin', the truth in our victories, just hate on my collagen
You a fake, tryna coast off of politics
Then you hate, and reframe your loss again
Act like I defended parliament
You want people to blame
Be honest, then
The evils the same across all of them
You pickin' a race to throttle with, don't change the cycle you're locked amidst
the fact that this is like a psuedo-rap battle about colors and races means my rap had its message lost in translation š
oh well! back to the drawing board.
I don't do psuedo anything
Yeah lol š¤£š¤£š¤£
I've been really enjoying it though TBH bc switch actually brings smth to the table
Even if we don't agree on stuff
If someone's clever in insulting you then it brings more out of you. You have to do better. And if both parties have that spirit, there's a lot of room for tapping into sounds and flows that are buried
I think there's a lot of utility to these types of rap battles when they're unfiltered like this. And I enjoy being able to have people that act adversarialy to me because that's an opening to a growth pathway
It's also in my opinion more effective than arguing sometimes
i mean as long as its productive and beneficial ā i just found it funny because i didnt expect mine n switchās lyrics to carry on into something new
domino effect
Yeah, I totally get that š
Same things happened from switch and I rapping before to him and six in the same style but instead of it being about race it was about AI
LMAO
Deadass š
sounds about right honestly, knowing six
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in any case, glad to see motivated lyricism in the chat again
"You wanna quote the Bible, every morning I read Psalms. And it tells me God ain't wrong" Love this quote from you man, good stuff š„
Appreciate it Brodie. Hyb
i havent put much time into it, honestly ā i dont watch TV shows often lol more of a movie guy so i dont gotta spend a few weeks watching through til the end
I totally get that. But the fallout show is really well written so it doesn't feel too much like a time waster. Each episode feels like its own little movie
i know and i can appreciate that but i cant appreciate some of the liberties they took with certain elements ā love how true to the gameplay mechanics they tried to be, hate how confusingly convoluted they made the timeframe of the current plotline š
that and i dont like waiting for them to finish a season or series before i can fully enjoy it
Everytime we do a cypher with me and record it to YT, donāt let me go first
Cause if you let me go first
People might not hear yo verse
Iām doing pretty good. Mostly living and, reading the work in here.
All my words off the top, Hasselhoff
Every time I speak I had to draw
blood like the red cross
It's all headshots, when she make the bed rock - she crack her jaw, make her neck pop
Lone ranger, wasteland, watch it fall out
She donāt want the fallout, I called out sick now I ball out
My nose got drip off the wock ounce
My boss is pissed, she gon' find out, where I live, light me up like a lighthouse
Tell me that I live so careless, she got a dry mouth, she suck me barren
I got - many words in my compendium
Love a bad bitch, but she can't be illiterate
I got the atlas, my map got every inch of this assembled intricate
I'm infatic on the instrument
Uh uh
It's the young Ron Weasley, magic in the air when I part her Yeezys
She take the rod, like some glass molds easy
I stick my cock in her asshole, stinky
I got the weight that could sink your desire
I topple empires when I grow my entire
I'll never retire
That's not in my pyre
This blade on my chest, feelin' like Michael Myers
Told her I require, bad bitch, but the mind Mcgiver
She said I'm savage, like a caveman
I'ma write on the walls with a great plan, when I change stance, I'm the bank man, countin' feigned hands at the mountain tops like Graceland, I'm the mountaineer
Can't fuck with a hoe, if they insincere
She deepthroat on the horse, like she's a cavalier
Her voice soundin' hoarse, she can not talk that clear
Ugh
In my experience, luh bitch stuck in delirium
You can't reason with a hoe, they only hear the funds
So I keep my digits tight, got me feelin' trust
Ugh
Er'ybody talk so spiteful, start to paint a picture of the type to, stack their money Eiffle
But they got no spinal, coast off my moves, surf my tidals
Search for high truths in the work I write through
Tryna steal my motion, but they don't got devotion
This not that stop and go shit
I've only been goin'
I never slow down for a moment, guidin' nations, James Holden
Throwin' blankets James Harden
I might be retarded
I still get plays regardless
You and I aren't the same
I'm not afraid to be a target
I'ma finish what I started
Off the planet like a martian, so I don't need a pardon
True
They need to bring the battles back
That would be cool
I saw someone hosting rap battles in the VC last night but most of the battle rappers in this server are painfully corn
So I didn't join š
Real
It wasn't my intention with my original verse, but this is where we're at ig 
Surah 1776
You aren't doing God's work,
Just cause you name him in a song
Especially when right before it,
Your line was about chasing thongs
To get your point aCross,
You drive nails into your palms-
cause your rationale is weak,
but your faith makes you feel strong
So the angels blow their trumpets,
And the cherubs ring their gong,
And the boiling water beckons
Those who you think don't belong
"Every morning I read psalms
and they tell me God ain't wrong"
"...he just happens to agree,
with what I believed all along!"
You use your so-called Lord's name,
for your own ego's survival
Christian's just a title,
When in practice, you're your idol.
"Cares for others = Fake"
The thought that keeps you idle,
It makes you feel self-righteous,
When you're selfish and entitled
Which is why the line I quoted,
Describes the way you use your bible.
A way to look logical,
when your actions remain primal
My core critique, you proved correct
Your contradictions vital-
What you said was "I'm unbiased"
What you did showed you're tribal
Looking Homo's not an insult,
That's the point that doesn't reach you.
It's the fact that you see gay people
As Humans that's beneath you
For a man who studies so much,
it's not all that hard to read you.
For a man so dense, it's crazy how
in every way you're see through
"Oh yeah? Well you're TRANS-parent!"
that's the type of shit you speak to.
Rebuttals that rebuke yourself,
your own hubris defeats you .
"It's not the gays, it's just the trannies!
It's not the white man, just the Jews!
So what, now I'm a RACIST?
I know I am, but what are you!"
I'm a feeble little dog? I guess
A bitch like you would know.
But the tree you're barking up,
hangs you much further down your rope.
Forest Gump? More like Y'all Queda
With them dogwhistles you throw.
In the name of All||LivesMatter||
You uphold the status quo
Choked up about gay agendas,
You shove bibles down my throat
How you reading every morning,
But somehow you're still this slow?
The deeper in your lines you go,
the shallower they really show
Peel the layers back & underneath,
just bumper sticker quotes.
My nails are fucking fabulous
I use them as my claws
to fingerfuck the Virgin Mary
While she writes your laws
Maybe you thought "Maybelline"
a shot that brings applause
But a Mac can still swiss Cheese you
While you Make Up men of straw
Your meanings are earth-shattering?
You really think that? Awwwš„¹
^That's what twisting words is.
Not whatever shit you saw
I don't have to change your words
When they clearly show your flaws
"Groundbreaking revelation!"
||...and it's white Sharia Law ||
From blood & tears, I've climbed
to where there's less sweat & more laughter
But unlike you, I don't pretend
That race was not a factor
We need more than exceptions
I want freedom- you want ladders
You use your struggle to say
it's the only one that matters
Your sole Solution's Final one
That's underneath the chatter.
Double Standards are your standard,
Notice which critiques you're after
Taliban of Alabama
Only this time, it's a pastor
Your "inconvenient truth"
is Ronald Reagan- as a rapper.
(Waddup, Judas)
(They must have amnesia. They forgot that I'm him)
You should be grateful to sit at my table
cause you get a plateful You're still a slave to your mindset, haven't left your past behind yet, and , gruel is the taste you've digest
Fool when you claim God's light miss
Tool of the hate you're fightin'
Am I gonna have to take the (bullet)?
You've got all o' these excuses, but they're just thought pollution
Not affluent, it gets difficult to move in, this life, but it's not race exclusive
You gon' get influenced by the people you claim rulin'
You gon' get all bruised if you can't feel excluded
You gon' act all stupid if you can't blame a few wins on the cutis
You gon' try to act like I can't, see the struggle when it's mine, damn
You gon' try to have us divided, then you gon' try to say it's my hand
You gon' try to blame that one on race, too?
You throw a ball, I'ma knock it out like babe Ruth
You copy clout, then you play coup
Turn the car around, just to change view
Chase the bait, who?
Close to God, but I get closer to him in what's painful
Stay true to his laws, but they don't follow all the same rules
Everything that leaves my jaw judged by the angels
I could hold this moment in my hand, when I pray so faithful
Gotta get past the skin, to what's underneath like prelunes
Stuck in the middle, like preludes
You can not chase two
You gon' focus on my skin, and say how I can't pray for you
You just worried 'bout what's favorable, like this the pay-per-view
John 14:6
I am the way and the truth.
No one comes to
The father except through
The great news
In this life, sin comes, it's tempting
Solomon had many wives and even then was grifting
The Lord's forgiveness plenty
I still chase no pity
Chase cheddar, chase hoes, chase many
Underneath the weather, I still reach my goals through misery
But I know that I need mercy for my history
I was livin' with those birdies, on that Christmas tree
Why I'm so giddy
When God grants to me his clergy, I take no cities
Warlords in the Bible, with their brains missing
You could lead a horse to water, but if the lakes empty, he needs faith entries
I don't need to be perfect, that's so silly
'Cause God's lifting my burdens, like it's no big thing
Straight to the stomach like an antihistemine
Try to claim I'm stumblin', but my words cleaner than Listerine
Am I not enlightened as a seeker of divinity? I remember days when I was just beginnin' dreams, before I entered into energy
Martyrdize myself, I'm not afraid to be his son
Hard to be divine, I'm only mortal in my touch
While I'm totin' heavy rust, I never have to be the one, to use my thumb
Nail me to a cross, I let you cross me out of love
I came out from the mud, where Jesus danced with angels some
This no fable, cuh
This reality
You talk about my faith in honesty, this what I had to be
'Cause those closest to me played, and caused catastrophy
So even snakes can't rattle me
The angels blew their trumpets, it's already done
We're livin' in disruption, just to pretend we won
Sigils in devices, summon artificial sums
Do you wanna ride the wave if it means you not gon' stay above?
This the golden age, where the souls turn into bums
It'll only be a moment 'fore they're burnin' in the sun
Had days where heatin' water would've had you on the run
Where the only way to funds was to overcome
When I had the empty jug, the resin was enough
Didn't know where I was headed, thought that God was just a gun
Bitch playin' games, I had to bag her like some lunch
Prayin' to the chamber, couldn't change her with the funds
Now she tryna chase the dutch, she's been goin' off of scent
You remind me of that bitch, how she never paid her rent, then she started talkin' politics instead of common sense, blamin' me for her fall all when she need to call that job again
I had to get her gone from this Apollo grit
I'ma spaceman out in arctic bliss
I got gods army guardin' all my whit
I don't care about a color, that's just not part of the recipe
It's Babylon except we free to learn the lettering
I study language, so I listen for any missing keys
I stay engaged in every word that they could send to me
Remember days of entropy, I seen those killing sprees
The devil wants us splintering
You entertain the enemy
I see him once a century to carry out what's been repeat
I can't recall, a moment that I had to stall
I've been writin' on the walls, motivations that I saw
Growin' patient through the fall
Got love for the call, but I got no trust for Baal
My palm - is always open, I give every pound I've got
Yet it comes right back to me, so I'm not worried 'bout a loss
Are you doubtin' God?
That won't help you get involved
Gotta have faith in the fog, can't let it be dissolved
If you want your pain absolved, it'll fall off in small pieces
Don't listen to the gall of belemics tellin' you the path to eatin' (Eden)
If you wanna be on top?
You've got God and what's not
If you don't choose, you get got
You could cut loose from the rot
If you just follow through with Ja
I care for every individual, my loves more than can be ridiculed
I'm not a simple fool as painted by your centerview
You gotta paint a picture through false lenses to position like an interview cause I said you're into dudes, you pretend it's the core of my rip of you
Quit pretendin' that you hit the screw, you're still so disillusioned
This life's a simple fruit, it's faith or livin' proof
What you choosin'?
I chose faith
In the garden, you can't hold grace
This image you've crafted just a cold case
You're still livin' in the past tense, that's an old game
Cherry pint sippin', while my spliff is evergreen
Prolly not a good Christian and my God prolly upset with me
No lessons cheap
'Cause I'm held to high standards, he wants the best of me
I'm still lookin' for answers, but I'm measurably elevated
It took time to better placement
Thinkin' I won't deal with lesser vagrants?
I'm the pope of broken expectations
I'm still learnin' what is next of me
Searchin' for successes deep, for answers to this pressuring
What you call righteous, just righteous in general
And yes, I could be better, but I'm halfway to ephemeral
I'm picture proof that you don't need to be so critical to enter truth
I used to only trust cylindricals, those circles just weren't biblical
Smokin' purple 'til I miss the que
Feel like Urcle, when I lift my visual
I look to the sky inside them pretty views
And I see in the blue,
a cloud that spells out "cynical"
If you think an egos principle, you prolly sense you're loose
Not just in the physical
That's just how sinners move
I never slow to idle, every move is calculated like it's digital
Every thought is pivotal, reflections of the bigger goof
God's got humor, got me laughin' 'til I piss my scutes
Your bars hit like a tumor, gotta cut them out then fix the wound
I feel like a doctor, but I'm losin' patience in this hue that I bare witness to
It's crazy that you think that there's somethin' I don't notice
Even off of Lotus that I'm smokin', locked in focus
You can't hope this match my potence, when you're flowin' with no motion
Tryna claim all o' these notions, lackin' honesty like POTUS
You bars a plague, call you locust
This brocolli got mo' crisp
And you prolly think you're Holden
Throwin' out these quotents that just make you seem impotent
Tryna claim you so slick, like I fell into an ocean of emotions, but I'm coastin' on this solstice
I'm more tribal than you hoped when, you wrote out this hoe shit
Tryna slander Elohym, then I turn somethin' like Hulgan
I can handle fried, what you couldn't handle frozen
Lookin' gay ain't an insult?
And you call me whitewashed
When you gotta see a dentist just to rid the taste of my cock
Your spits thick, looks like white chalk
You're a chicken givin' light bawk
When you're grinnin' like you might hawk, that's when I fly off
Undermine my complexity to fit your fine thoughts
You talk about your struggle, and all I hear is Mein Kamf
You need to find God 'fore your lights off
Whitey
More focused on how my skin is ivory than how I suffered blindly
Then you try to claim you're under my feet
Huh
Guess that's why it's slimy
I was makin' checks off mighty, all the while tryna find peace, while you were prolly in some guys sheets
Uh
Let's i
identify actuality
I don't care about your sexuality
You tryna play a part, it looks like plastering
This not just art, can't do it passively
Disrespectin' actively, then claim it's casualty
Yuh, you a dog, somethin' like a doberhman
I'm a dog, somethin' like a hellhound
Hellbound, sippin' hope in gin
Gettin' high ever since I fell down
So I'm not judgin' you, for strokin' dick
Shit, I wouldn't have the room
But don't talk about my audacity to be inside the stu
When you don't fit inside the box that you still got in use
Yuh, I said nothin' 'bout a gay agenda, but clearly you're some proof
'Cause you fit every criteria, like bacteria you're nothing new
Uh
Got a pick a race to blame for every problem that you knew
Then you try to call it logical, when the logic left the room
Bleach
You wrote this shit while high,
Just cause you're pissed, don't mean it's golden
The logically consistent thing
Is that you think you're chosen
Did I say it's race exclusive,
Or that race is how they use it?
In your scramble to be Jesus,
You expose yourself as foolish
"You're the REAL Nazi,
you won't let me blame the Jews!"
That's not even a bar nigga,
That's literally you.
You're not all that enLightened,
When your voice is used to target.
Babe Ruth, you're like a bat-
You think you see, but still in darkness
You got no love for Baal,
Yet you speak with Mammon's drawl
But since he says he's Isa,
Then you don't see him at all
And speaking of balls,
Why is that where your mind falls?
This Catholic priestly predator
wrote poems bout my walls
"I don't judge thee for touching tips
Now here's some bars bout sucking dicks"
Homophobic Hellhound, horned up,
hiding it & Thrice the bitch
Indoctrinated by your church,
You gonna groom me next?
Why is it that all your godly
thoughts end up jumping to sex?
I fuck dudes, & I'm a hoe,
what else? Wait hold on!
Let me guess...
I'm always out there partying,
And ignoring your texts?
The demon that you're battling,
the witch that has you vexed
Is not me, it's not "wokeness"
It's your motherfucking ex.
Sundown towns for white people,
You seem to think I'm after,
I don't want different slaves-
I just think we don't need masters
I want you fairly paid,
Whether pick up truck or tractor.
Just don't use all that money
To host lynching parties after
Make it make sense, quickly-
Who's approval do I capture?
BLM police cars?
who still target those who blacker?
Pandering to who exactly?
The slur slinging crackers?
Or is it the misogynistic,
Homophobic rappers?
You're performatively edgy,
But that don't mean you're authentic
Politically Illiterate,
Incorrect- as a gimmick
"Politics" to you, just means
"Your politics are different"
You think that you're the default
Just as all the rich intended
I'm anti white-supremacy
You're white, so you're offended.
That's why you think my problem with you
Is about your pigment
Your endgoal is exclusion,
That's they crucial way we're different
My vision of my future
Still has people like you in it.
I don't give a fuck if
you praise YHVW or Apollo
If you're redoing Gaza,
Only this time in Chicago
I don't want ICE agents,
Whether Irish or Chicano.
Death to Exxon Mobil,
And the Oil Wars that follow
Rainbow Painted F-16s
And MAGA branded silos
Is how they use collectivism-
To create Gestapos
While you American Dreaming
about chasing bags & El Dorado,
and fighting spirit warfare,
Real Life demons fire hollows.
Fuck this battle, fuck this convo
How about some solidarity?
Let's see how truly words of
God will ring out in sincerity
For every line you write from here,
Donate ten cents to a charity
Otherwise, go save it up
And take your ass to therapy
Yeah.. how bout some solidarity
Or some heartfelt therapy
Too many pastiche, wack emcees that copy like a parakeet
Stomp em in the ground like a pair of cleats
When they rhyme it reminds me of Meryl Streep
These shallow minds arenāt very deep
New day, nothin' changes
Callin' me racist, didn't work so you're flippin' pages, tryna win engagement
Common tactic, when you're feelin' dangerous
But it don't make sense, it's the same script, every libtard plays with
If they can't win off the basics, goin' off skin or placement, they're migratin' to tribulations
You think that it's hard what you're claimin'?
Like we can't see your projection?
Of course I'm chosen, I'm outside the matrix, God guides my direction
You chose this
Smellin' of shit, while talkin' so bold, it's bound to be hopeless when you dissect it
I smile when this was found in my notifs
What for you feels like shonen really nothin but a motif
But you know it's no hit that's why you don't scope in
Gotta pretend that I'm not locomotive
I never tried to blame the Jews, that proves you never listened
You just wanna keep up this interest, that was built on no suspension
You just wanna keep pretendin', cause you can't have your truth upended
'cause it presses you to give in to these questions you've kept distant
The only way you feel emboldened, is by making up these stories
'Bout me grooming you, it's creepy, heavy coping that you're forming
This shit so weak I'm snoring
You isolated race to issues, then expected I ignore it
Now you're tryna change the core when-ever it's afforded
Fixated on tryna twist my words, 'cause you got nothin' to pour in
Just some painted nails and hurt, and I'm not tryna eat your portion
There were soldiers in both testaments, there's enlightenment in warrin'
My holster got excessive grip, Excedrin for its mournin' (mornin')
You chase your tail and forget ā how this conversation started
With you tryna ignore sense, and blame whites for your hardship
I expanded on the target, tried to highlight how it's flawed then, instead of bein' honest, twist my words for sake of arguin'
You even twist my thoughts, you thot, you harlequin
My end goal is to pardon all these misaligned regardless of these little lies that get tall so quick
You're the perfect example
Ample education, but you're just repeatin' samples, in a low vibration, feelin' like you've got life handled
That's exactly what they want is when you can move, you never seek God even with the chance to
I'm anti-white supremacy, and also anti-scandal
Your number one insult pretty much just callin' me Randal
Identify me by my race, that's the only thing you can do
It's not that clever
Tryna judge me on my pigmentation?
Like ur a big sensation?
The hogs in the pigpen get stripped into bacon
Boy got it twisted like the locks of a Jamaican
Troglodytes and cave men
Throwin sticks and stones in the club
You down to fight, just say when
Thought he was street and got a mouthful of pavement
Clip the wings of a condescending raven
His Birds Eye view couldnāt spot the subconscious stains of modern day enslavement
Reality tv got em locked up in chains now he ponders where his brain went
Toss 8 cents in yo styrofoam cup
Ya rhymes are so butt
Try Ridin on up
Mustāve lost yo mind then woke up
Jimmy Johnās and autopsy incisions..
All I got is cold cuts
Judge your pigmentation?
You weren't even in this conversation š¤£
You just want to be included,
So at the end you started hating
"My rhymes are so butt" that
the first thing that you did was say them
Parroted my lines, then
Introduced yourself by glazing
When faith called for a sacrifice,
How quickly your heart hardened-
I'll gladly be "libtarded"
If the poor will eat regardless,
Otherwise, this convo ends
The way that it was starting
You find religious reasoning
To disregard the starving.
Like I said- this back & forth shit
Wasting both our time,
This preaching without works,
Is just the blind leading the blind
I guess I'll be "not hard"
If it'll help you ease your mind
So Morpheus- please tell me
Which non-profit did you find?
If you're looking for a race to blame, look it honestly. But you can't, because the logic has gone full circle and it contradicts. Jewish people are grouped in with white people. Now they're not grouped in with white people anymore, as they're considered colored. Isn't that convenient? But it also highlights the hypocrisy. You're comfortable identifying groups by race, but since Jewish is a sensitive word in the liberal space, you have to basically ignore all of my points to continue to feel validated in your logic. It's not about being right, it's about seeming right. That's what makes liberals liberals. If you wanna blame billionaires and identify them as race, at least follow your own logic consistently. But it just wouldn't fit this narrative you've crafted if you said "Jewish billionaires", or even better, "Colored billionaires". It just wouldn't fit that division that you're trying to set because the irony is too blatant. A majority of wealth is concentrated among white people, but you want to make it a skin based issue. When I identified the complexities in culture, religion and other influences, you simply steamrolled over the points that I had made. Everybody answers to somebody. And at the top of the pyramid are Jewish people, who make up 40% of the top 400 richest people in the U.S, versus a converse 65% overall stat which starts at the threshold of a billion.
(Which in itself commonly includes Jewish folk as white)
It is without a doubt hilarious to me that liberals will say "white people" this or "white people" that, then can't manage to keep consistent in a conversation that involves one of their "" protected classes. That's insanely tribal. It's a with us or against us mentality. I pointed out the facts, granted not perfectly, to highlight the stupidity in your logic, and all you're able to hear is "Jews are bad".
When in reality, I don't think it matters at all what race has what because it's not black and white like that.
You can sit here and blame whites all day but when the script is flipped, it doesn't set right with you. And that doesn't make you think there might be a flaw in your reasoning?
So yes, there are many agendas, and there always have been and always will be. I just don't recommend joining in with any of them
They're all equally as stupid
Basically anybody comfortable with manipulating you shouldn't be allowed to influence your opinion
That's not a healthy worldview, and yes, that type of mindset is not core to hip hop
You talk about my density, but I've explained this in several different ways and you're still trying to coast off of false equivalences. Especially when 70% of the world's billionaires are self made
But fuck it, we ball
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Yuh, sacrifice every element of my excellence
Tryna test the whit of my lesser kin
Feel like Zeus, ahead of them, off the Mescaline
What am I do when a luh bitch wanna best my whim
Even high I write bars that lift impediments
When I'm sober, I can't talk, because my head is split
There's just too much intelligence
Shine in my reverance
My pie like a severance
Every meal I'm questionin', 'cause God puts me through tests again
In my present tense, you'd jump straight to blaming melanin
Prolly feel lesser than
When I know that you're an equal, but they feathered in this evil, that lives in you since you stepped in this
I don't even blame you, it's all love, it really never switched
Laid up in your bed, thinkin' clever hits, but it don't bring you heaven's bliss
I decide when I stop speakin', I won't fall off 'til this second ends
Ahhhhh
Then I get up
Talk to God 'bout some tin cups
I was sippin' in the bin, I couldn't give up
You talk on my smoke, it's just a pick me up
You don't want the smoke, I think you get enough
You obsessed with color codes, so you'd never own a pick up truck
Big ups, my honkey, you can give a fuck
But it don't change the way you lived once
You're still stuck in mills, stumped
Grindin' way with no will won
Yet they made you feel you did some
And you thank them for the chance
Holdin' hands with the devil, talkin' to him 'bout your plans
And he makes you feel your special, but it twists to his advance
You tryna to play on morals, cause you're surface like a tan
I'm tryna fuck your whore, and she call me dirty Dan
What for?
So I can feel like the man
God's got his yams
You just sweeter than some jam
Big dog, no can
I got the lot like the cops, how I got pitbulls
You a dog, but you're just simple, in the wild, unassembled
All my dogs loyal like shih-tzus
Eat your kibble 'til you get full
You gon' blame my skin, too, when the rents due?
That's amazing. Idk wym
since apparently this channel loves slinging me back up to the beginning everytime i close it
gotta expand the collectionā¦
I hate it when discord does that 
Seems a lot happened after my absence
Yeah lol hyb dawg
20 inch rims i got me a fast car gold on my chest that is some drip i got me a fast car lets go they say they like me i know they ready to get me if i give them a chance protect my resources competition speakers in the back boomin beats in the back i wont let them take it all keep my hands on the wheel driving straight i stay in my lane i did so fine just trying to keep my eyes awake ride down the block can't nobody stop me i know theres some haters i kept my mind up im buy some gators boots hot sauce cheese sauce squeeze it out of the can we dont stop looking at the honey bun all in the store let the homie out of jail dirty politicians stay out of my business riding on 20 inch rims my fast car go .. best believe im here for it making cash rideing on the street making cash pick u up from the air port i stay lit 20 inch rims im lit ..
lol I was just fkn with you š
We can rap a verse
Or craft a haiku
Each line designed sick
Well past the swine flu
Itād be asinine to..
Try to challenge the spirit of a mastermindās brew
The circumference of ur rims is twenty
Which is funny
Cuz it match ur I.Q
Ugh
I wake up I smell like gunpowder
Gotta get my cake up, I need some flour
Life got me feelin' like the luck towers
Two times over, I'ma smoke it like some dumb sour
Smellin' like some thug doubters
But I don't collect copper
Ugh
Do a spell with my wand, got me feelin' like Harry Potter ā
(Uh ā uh-uh-uh)
His bitch well on my cock, 'cause it's hairy and longer
Ugh
Smear my nut on her head, call her mufasa
Ugh
I was born dead, I just fly with the choppa
Ugh
BITCH
Are you stupid?
Ugh
Aye, shout-out to switch, he gon' turn this track hot
I turn the track to my bitch, leave it raw
Money means nothin', I let it dissolve
My bank's gettin' heavy
Still runnin' up walls
'Cause I barely eat 'cause o' the cost
I rarely sleep, can't afford to be calm
I'm bored of the rock
It don't fix the loss
I talk to God, and he tells me be humble
When I took the bag and I flipped it to double
Heavy my duffle, I'm steady, don't fumble
It's makin' the way for my waves like they ruffles
Ugh
Really feelin' like I am the ONE
Ugh
(Ugh ugh ugh)
(Dollar-dollar-dollar-bill-bill-bill)
(Like I can't get enough)
(Ugh)
(Dollar-dollar-dollar-bill-bill-bill)
UGH
Yuh, most these haters would switch for a dollar bill
Hard to till this sod 'til your pockets squeal
Come and go fast, like they clorafil
I form this hill, reach the top my yield
Deep meditation was a default state
Weak vibrations got me tryna reveal all the details in the hearts of faith
I'm tryna see parts of grace not often in field
God shows me love, but it might get me killed
'Cause now I'm too much, I'm feelin' real thrill
Breath in my lungs, like the garden got frill
She said I'm not real?
I'm whatever I will
Hard to have power, 'cause demons will notice
Infect all your outers to eat all your potence
Me? I'm reloadin'
I'm turnin' this moment to somethin' so golden
They knew I'd devour, so they took my hunger when they made me suffer, they just made me stronger like locks on the cupboard, can't get to their supper
Ugh
I open the kitchen and cook up a lunch for these little bitches that wanna be munchers
Eat on my dick, bitch, spread my guava like butter
Thank me for inches, with neck like Rihanna
I'm chasin' these riches, but they're not my mantra
The devil in prada wants lotta my water
I close doors like lockers, so I can see farther
Ugh
20 inch rims, with the 20 inch barrel
Gold on my skin, got me feelin' so feral
She drown in my drip, feelin' down when I carol 'cause she see the pan full
I'm the anchor, man, like I'm - Will Ferrel
Smokin' tree like Harold, got me stuck to where I can't move
She wanna smoke for free, no can do
She gotta suck me like some Campbell's
She gotta slurp me like some hot soup
She wavy like a monsoon
She want my gravy, like she got food