See nigga you got me perversed//I can’t persist to trauma over you//Got me all down and blue// Suicidal judgments gone make me come up omitted//I can’t have it u done caused 3 out of 4 miscarriages broken promises about marriage//All you do is run the street, spit ya game to keep my panties peeling off like potatoes//I held you down, yo back I watch if shit deem worthy I’d bust like a character from halo (XBOX)//

(HOLD up baby but)

Shhh oh no you ain’t significance// you thought I’d put up with your bs and negligence//
Not even yo head, as a sacrifice would make me drop all my vengeance// act on to others as you won’t them to do on to you, ama make you stench your own shit//Ama blow you out my whole like a whale in the ocean and leave you hopeless//Can’t support no broke nigga// get the fuck out of dodge// find a job prop up me for a revolution// you don’t have adequate capital 2 continue preach diversion//tell yo posse 2 post bail when you go 2 jail//To provide comfort for yo head when you wanna go to bed// to open up and give you pussy every night of the week// give you shelter na dat you out on the street// they was there when you was fuckin her and wanted to be discreet// yo know what nigga get ready for eternal sleep// I hope the maggots eat u before you have time to rest in peace//

Love is forever that’s what you use to say// make my pussy wet that use to make the day//
Talking shit about me to your boys playing with me muscle in my chest like a toy//
Leaving hurt tracks in my heart like a tire on an unsullied tiled street//
Peep outside all you shits neatly packed in you jeep uhh//

Chorus//

GET THE FUCK OUT NIGGA I HAD ENOUGH
I MAKAVELI NIGGA SHIT DONE GOT TO TOUGH
YOU GOTTA GO!
YOU GOTTA GO!
KEEP THE KEY BOY THE LOCKS CHANGED//
GOT YOU ALL OUT OF MY MEMBRANE//
I HAD ENOUGH!

she had enough of ya antics plain and simple/tired of cryin through the steel bars lyin over ya hospital bed when you crippled/tired of the phone calls off pay phones/u aint home/where the fuk you at thats why i stay in a zone/huh,u a trip when a bitch like she try to leave/ballin ya fists up all in my face jus let her breath/chics be havin a abortion,gettin outta porportion for you cats/tired of absorbin soul corotin im thru wit allat..


my bad just thought i add that

You were angry...and to me...this piece wasn't Great. It didn't rhyme in alot of places, had no real flow, had no real meaning, except tha you don't like this guy. You need to elevate ALOT. try lookin at other Open Mics and try to use different styles. Return tha favor and peep my piece "Rage of a Mortal", lookin for some good feedback, no bullshit.
pz..

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