BAck At it Again...
 

My materials are limited, styles prohibited//
Beats primitive, bangin the beats club indefintive//
Metaphorically cuz it doesn't really exist//
But the speakers aint intangible but that you musta missed//
A gangstas bliss, dismissed crews who dissed//
Aint no stoppin me when i spit i flow like sliced up wrist//
After me, won't be none better than this//
Cats will have lyric-a-phobia die rather than spit//
Im ready for action, rewrite the closed caption//
My subtitles read "Im feelin high" like tony braxton//
Wit no mask n no questions askin//
if i lose to a sucka lose my nose like michael jackson//
Not like pinnochio i didn't lie//
My nose shouldn't grow bigger cuz the punishment don't fit the crime//
And the crime was perfect, like chokin cats wit dreads//
Do that shit a couple times and soon be escapin the feds//

Feel this shit, a quick 16 bars
This shit is lyrically illegal :laugh2:

Everybody, respond to dis shit.. tell me wut u feelin and wut u aint so i can come up as a sick mc

Yeah man i'm feelin dis flow. It was easy to get into the flow. You got decent vocab as well.