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A Killa Freestyle!@
I leave ya lyrically hopeless//
With a 10 man squad with no hostess// I post this// Like a newspaper ad with fine print// I talk bout alot dollas// and still makin cents// Im like a mechanical pencil// not pushed in to feed ya lead// I cut u out like letter stencils// wit my intials carved into yo head// Snap u off da tree like a stick// use u for marshmallows// but i use it for a whip// To knock sense in you, u know what i meant// Thats plain and simple, thats Common Sense// And how u roll 10 deep// with a army full of faggots, thats no fleet// Instead u get a Drill Sergeant that gives me 150// and i minus 100 and give him 50// People so sick of me// But literally// U got a whole lot of mouth// I intentionally, slap every tooth out so u cant count them idividually// Like wrapped Debbie snacks// thats only a little// With me as the anchor and the filling in da middle// Im so smooth like a can of WD-40// I spray u down like a young'n// but u only in da 40's// |
I wasn't really feeling this.....
the rhyme scheme was hard to follow but at times it had an alright flow... keep posting |
thanx do u have any advice
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Yeah, organize your bars better to make it easier to read & flow to the reader.... check out other peoples work to see what I'm talkin' about...
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AIGHT THEN
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