.Im as cool as the kid that came to school just for lunch.
.....pissin in your public pool just for fun...slugo


i still come as golden as the showers of gods throne.
if im a mod or not i still disrupt all these false drones.
i call phones of people i know and speak rhythmatically.
you hear stalls groan when i drop shit so drastically.
a killer. ill put a hole in your cashmere call you a casualty.
you move so casually im as tense as an empty battery.
attempt to scatter me i form like voltron your the last to be.
labeled mathew because you could never matt.er to me.
505 error i couldnt find the server for the 2002 us open.
im groanin throwin up from this falling in .love. potion.
the windows of oppurtunity are broken so i crawl through.
and fall to you. but suddenly float not reaching you hell no.
you thought i was the devil. its just. ill never be at your level.
im the rebel eating fruity pebbles i continue torching kettles.

im a playground legend like...

the kid that never got noticed the kid that sat and watched.
read his watch awaiting the moment that time might stop.
he sat he coughed after years he started to rap a lot.
but it wasnt for him. people envied. he had to scrap the lot.
the white anti gangster attempting to spit golden lyrics.
fold and hear it. the clear shit. got beat up by marcus spears kid.
day to day continued fearing the next life was anything but great.
white kids didnt like him neither did the black ones. no relate.
nothing but hate. so that one day. the battle came. the drama.
he knew what he was doing when he spoke of kids dead momma.
i mean I knew what i did and did it with dread not to falter like.
caught five shots to the head. and know i rap in my afterlife..

called heaven...






some emcees are all word and no play.....

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