Re: PERSONAL RAP THREAD
let me tell you motherufckers a little somthing you dont know
about this game and all these little trammy hoes
the fell is where you die
and the ground is where you lie
i dropped you like a fly
the gold piles up and all i got to say is
aye!
the dragons and the mares are nothing but a lie
beecause there a forced spawn and im loosing my mind
another 100k dropped for another false line
and anotehr boated mare will make those bitches cry
welcome to the hybrid where you cant prepare
another exclusive hit
cant comparre to this shiet
pks all around like there cripped through the hood
regs in traps and there guns are spellbooks
and when they piss
itll be on your face
looken at you like you fucking trammy discrace
come to my hood and we will show you the lace
and i bet you a mill itll be your final resting place
a gate to chaos will leave your life in desaster
never thought you would meet your master
15 reds will kill a 100 blues
because without there jewells there all stupid noobs
and if i see you getting in my face
were going to show you how to be replaced.....
just another trammy noob from osi who payed.....
and as for you rappers who think you good
ill lay down so poetry that is to be understood
you cant handle the hypnotic collberation of thoughts
a smooth jettison of detailed hyrogriphics and plots
recolection of details beyound your beliefs
a writer of poetry and i sit by those trees
a candle over my body i think theres a mistake
because im still sitting here watching you fall through that lake
a broken mirror and relevance of none...
glissining corrosion of a false accuasational sunset to one
with the wind that collects the dust on your upper lip
a golden tounge thats been just cut short of apocolypse
you all forgot the one true essence is me
im not controlled by the media or some shady image, i have dignity
im a vegan who writes and values intellect...
so take this for example when your trying to conjure up your words
can you handle some true poetry or are you flying with the birds....
here we go
hypothetical situations and gramatical corrilations from the symbols of justifications that lead you to a means end. A translucent yet transparent theology of minds controlled by hypocrasy of our times. Facism at its best. A metaphysical nurological fortification of your mind, that recieves liquid songs of sanctitude by increasing brain capasity and lines. Dementia or dysphasia analitical anarchy or aphasia, all of which end with bradacardia and resparation or complications of displacement.....