basically all written today, minus the first few lines i wrote last night....40 lines.
Thinking Of A Master Plan
its time i unleash, free my skills in a battle
reaching both arms for star dust, filling my patterns
i've mastered the lingo, now passing out singles
my flow cracking concrete and shattering windows
bashing top elites who wanna stand on my rhymes
i'm bulldozing the rainforest, expanding my lines
always keeping one hand on the mic, a pen in the other
rapping so insightful you could send to your mother
but still so deadly you'll be running for cover
make your girl so ready she'll be humping the oven
its a plan that my hands soon move to depict
like the sands of an hourglass, tuning the wrist
i'm through with the shit, i'm taking my turn
spend every day laying spits, till i get what i've earned
i've learned to preserve my words, with hundreds in reserve
heavy hitters serve you fast, so i'm throwing 'em curves
i'll be the one guy who gets on your every nerve
that one pack of matches that wont seem to burn
first place finisher who laughs at second and third
putting cigarette ashes in your grandmother's urn
the pervert at the bar feeling up your girl's skirt
then seeing me on the dance floor with my face in her shirt
but i still bring the hurt, this is my destiny
calling me down, only brings out the best in me
see i wage war with the page, pen defending the lyrics
but they amend to the song, and when everyone hears it
im skillfully creative, although lately, willingly blantent
but still you hear my shit and know its your favourite
you hate it i'm so good, you should, but its magic
you raise your level to me and see that i've already past it
this is what i was made for, to excel in all the stages
i didn't ask for this path, but to hell if i don't take it
no makeshift, no fake shit, i am the real thing
providing lifeforce and mind comforts, and any other feelings
imaginitive, intuitive, impel fate, ajust to pressure
i could describe for days, cause, well, i'm just fresher
thats the difference though, my presence fills the room
but get this, the twist is i'm still in the womb
i'm only seconds old, all other thoughts ignored
cause my plan starts to roll, when they cut my umbillical cord