Ain't Here...
 

Ayo,

Papa said: You gotta strike early & often
Mama said: Hurt 'em with knowledge
I say: If you can't read my body language,
how's you gonna deal with thrown words at your noggin?

Nah all good...

I ain't here to punch ones face kid
Just wanna adjust my aim,
& crush they fate 'til only dust remains
You do know at the bottom there's nothin' but only past mistakes
From cats that lack talent,
Dwellin' over trash they've made
Nigga I live in the present,
You're still stuck in '07
If there's a medal for duckin',
Congrats on 13 years of bein' the recipient brethren
I ain't here to kick it with kiddies, bitches or guests man
& any offerin' of dick will get you instantly beheaded
On site you know who I like,
Who I loathe, completely like hate
& with so many alias's flyin' around
each/everyday, there's no point droppin' names
As someone I truly despise
Is prolly someone I really like anyway!
All this changin' & shit, Y'all need tailors equipped
At the ready, on stand by
Without watchin' screensavers of fish
All this flippin' & floppin', switchin' & swappin'
I cannot keep up with who's dick you just swallowed,
Which tweet you last sent to some creep you have followed
Attach leash to that collar & get dragged down the street
I'll leave you gagged, bound & treated like black & brown people
Beaten by a dozen black or brown police...

Now tell me, how is we equal?

Braggodocious and smooth as silk on the flow man. Your multi's were plenty but never forced. Some really cool stand out lines in this:

"You do know at the bottom there's nothin' but only past mistakes
From cats that lack talent,
Dwellin' over trash they've made"

Sad but true.

"All this changin' & shit, Y'all need tailors equipped"

Hard punch. I always get an image when I read pieces like this of a dude in the gym hammering a punching bag. Gearing up for the next bout. This was good, solid sparring piece. Nice work.

Thanks for the rep.