getin writers block out of my head.
 

got rhymes stuck in my head and it aint lett me do shit.
so ima take them out.



brushin my shoulders to get off the dirt.
so fuck nut touched me and messed up my shit.
but that aint gonna mess up my day.
cus i get back up and just walk away.
a smile on my face. and rhymes in my space.
no way i can be pissed, im blessed for gods sake.
i thank him dearly, fuckin up bitches severely.
he gave me a choice. so i let out my voice.
and kill bitches with a flow, that u never hear on the radio.
im just takin shit off my chest. these rhymes got me stressed.
cus they dont let me rhyme until i get rid of the rest.
stressed and tired.but my brain is wired.
my body faints cus more redbull is required.
hyped on that shit and loaded with skittles.
got my mind reved up and twisted in riddles.
so how twisted is that, getin confused bymelf.
2liters of redbull got me seein elfs.
takin that 12 gauge off the shelf.
blowin rounds and the neighbor hood cats.
and walkin up to corpses beatin them with bats.


yep thats it.....
sorry for the spam lol

I would say add complexity and whats with the red bull? lmfao I see no real basis for this really, there's no message or point in there that i could see. Elevation is the Key...

i was gettin rid of righters block, did u even read the fuckin title. and red bull is an energy drink. this shit was 2 clear my mind. wanna follow a story then check out my latest shit called
remember the name.
it is pretty good