Now we're all assigned to build and fortify the field. 'balaam'.? I'll pen a battle drop.Īnd get rep like tetragrammaton's seventh paragon.Ĭheck the text, then best bet it's old school.īeastin' the book of names no 'x-men' rolecall. I'll make J prey like this place is gethsemane.ĭamn fam. I might give rise to life like venter labs.Įxhume an ex human left tombs as cenotaphs.īinds tie tight an' titans step heavily. 'eat that Pan wonder'.? satyrical lyrics.? my original spirit aint divisible with it. 'gagging, bragging'.? I've annexed planets.Īint in vain gone beyond the looking glass but tappin' alice. tried to run that.Īll star lines but 'mark the spot' like garvey with my righteous comebacks. Raps like he's done one lap and his tongue cramped. with big dreams but he'd skip text and miss steps. His soul's wallowing with no cult following in sects. Or flawed before I flip schemes like I fix seats. No glancing blows though, so if he's seen leaving. He'll catch that point like a shard to the eye. I'm sharp as a knife if he's Harderthanlife, and couldn't even cross minor moats.īut look and see his rookie lines could be right. You're shallower than a dockside approach. It's not right to boast you've lost pride and hope. My epic comebacks smacked penelope's suitors.Īint so Hard to break down his atomic structure, Your style's part-time underground persephone movements. 'Harderthanlife' like the armour of knights, but the class of his lines is hard to disguise.įlipping his weak schemes like karma replies, but consider this script as a father's advice. ignore the chemistry.īet his b**** falls short of pedigree tricks on all fours but all 'flawed' professionally. you've not got the force to better me it's a source of jealousy.Ĭautioned heavily.

Your thought's essentially born dependantly of all the better 'cees. On Yo Knees better Interceed.I've slaughtered readily and sought a remedy but mourned the memories, so scorned the heavenly 'former enemies' for a form of therapy. Slept and woke and laughed when the moment passed.įirstClass Passed with weed In My Breath, It's like I left opponents scarred 'to mend a broken heart', Or bring dirt and 'thicken the plot' after burials. I'd 'mend a broken heart', carving ventricles. Gets snaked by medical staff, like caduceus. Things'll get heated, like feuds in hot weather,Īnd 'broken forever' like ouroboros severed. Heard 'cries from my bed' then they aint mine. wait, why? it's clear to see his mindstate aint framed right. He 'stays the same through the pane' with glazed eyes? Seems he's rocking modded arma' in a daze, see. You're cut when you 'pick up the pieces' of shrapnel. I beast in a battle like eating the cattle. I'm working with the scripture like the verse is an elixir.īut diss-Z's attempts at dispersal of the sickness. keep it Curt, Hawkin' lyrics.įam has drive, like it hurts walking with it.

I'll battle 'Zach.CozArt' made a 'shortstop'. But then again I feel insane, yet I stay the same through all the pain, so there is no one but me to blame. Im grimacing, the plot is thickening, everything seems so menacing, witnessing the change, feeling nothing but shame. The lies I’ve self fed go on to become cries from my bed as I try to pretend that this isn’t the end commencing. World’s falling apart but I pick up the pieces and put them back together, cus they can’t stay broken forever, To mend a broken heart, I say things so clever whether or not I believe whether or not they’ll succeed to better my thought and reality, but the forecast stays the same, so the bad weather causes me to endeavor to pull down that lever to flip off the light inside my head, powers out, ideas go dead, the floors are stained with red from dreams filled with lead. So it's OK if it's Organized Konfusion he Prints Poe. So his scripts got me beasting like Lovecraftsmanship. I'd cut Art to bits coz I love craftsmanship No pimpin' lyrics, but tryst an' I sold that.

I'd trick mephisto into giving my soul back, To block and stop the longin'us writers feel. It's kinda like you try to heal or find a shield, Shades of 'grey'll' represent the indy scene. It's all black and white, you'd sacrifice the in betweens: You said a couple things that I find quite funny,īut your crew 'should've come with a mute' like wise monkeys.īelieve, he's blinded if he aint seen defeat.Ĭode of ethics my heart's in the cipher, I made a Splash, earned my Stripes but don't thank me You can morph into wind, Cuz I'll blow you away. You sound like you think you're a power rangerĭid not pass know, went directly to fail 's what he didĮight minutes to figure out how make it sound realįakin it with a dictionary on his lap to say how he feelĮmotions are what he keeps Trying to concealīut I aim for the brains, so your games are retartedĬhildren are cute but should come with a mute

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