bored keystylin..........

i design these raps til my spine collapse and i find my last
rhyme to write cuz time is like a count down to death
so as i pound a breath out my chest i know another second passed
so im stepin fast toward dreams of wreckin mass amounts of minds
so til im out of time i spout a rhyme and continue on my path
to knock fools on they ass with each and every word i speak
most r to absurd n weak to try and test the best to infest
this damn site, i stand like a brick wall cuz shit yall the mortar mix
each time i slaughter shits i gain another row of bricks
and yall know this shit


fuck it im done wit it....