My Time

(a lyrical demonstration)

(For consrtuctive criticism)

When I feel it I bust it, I just come up, kill it and crush
Off top I'm ill with consumption, Now you're feeling disgusted
But you're gonna feel it if it's real when I dump it

I stop the presses cars collide
You'll get shot to death, if you're hard come try
Not to be feared,
But reckless my heart's the drive
I got to be clear not reckless, my heart decides
It's what got me here, the stress is what makes my heart alive

Fuck their decent tendencies, I'm feasting on enemies
Each one of them that mentioned me, Fill em up with amphetamines
Kill em I'm done with them, What's the recipe??


Now since my alternative option, Is No longer exsistent
It's an extinction, Witnessing this political prision
Thinking twisted individual living... Is missing

Operations uncovering weapon smuggling thugs
That was suspposed to be muscled by hustling drugs

But life is what you make it 2 be...And nothing less
Not what you can take for free...I hate the belief impatiently

People think by accident things come in there presence
And that's not the half of it, Asking questions
Questioning...The effect of friends, And all of the rest of men


Like asking Who the fuck is gonna be there, when the lights are out?
I'm telling myself noone come and see what's it's like in this now
I'm putting the singed mic down, & Crying everytime I writing this now

Vulchers only concerned with there own inheritence
NEVER compared or dense...So sacred and convinced
They don't catch a glare or glimps, They're not prepared for shit!!




JamesJr.

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