If i write this in a paragraph the flow is amazing but im gonna do it in bars atm...
check it...
I still got nothing to impress, bitch's get left ugly and dead
Touchin ya head, because my cypher is like russian roulette
Bitch's bite cushions on my bed, whem i'm pushing her wet
Shouting "fuck me to death" like she sufferes terrettes
You take puffs to the chest, I take storms to the brain
So while youre clutching your neck, I'm forming a phrase
I nuture creative juices, the one's that mother nature uses
But with sick twists from quick wrists, I make it exclusive
Tainted with music, like im playin the blues to satanic movements
Still crazy, got me using spray cans as deordorant for amusement
Im adding another verse, and passing above the earth
Its obvious nothing helps when you actually put in work
While i casually flood ya turf, how i master these fuck words
Sit back and just observe, these acrobatics and structures
Leave emcee's traumatic, with grammatics and terms
I'll give ya guts to worms, leave ya concussed and burned
I've been insane, and i took the ashes plus the dirt
I used to just be mean, now i'm savage and beserk
just rambling on about nothing
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http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=171194