FREEWRITE - 01/08/23
 

The wordsmith in the house
hit the first lick then I bounce
you’ll get served quick if you doubt me
with upturned fists to the mouth
Ive burnt bridges to ground fast
then curved rivers around that
to fortify my position
til they worship where I’m found at
I was mortified by religion
til they bought up my divine vision
sought my guidance and wisdom
as I hawked the rights to the kingdom
now all is mine that’s within it
immortalised in an instant
halls aligned with pure riches
adorned with diamonds and trinkets
and more beside it that glistens
that caught the eye every visit
I’m Mordecai with the writtens
a poltergeist when I flip it
or Walter White with equipment
it’s Columbine when I kill shit
so cross the line like a bigot
i’ll dot your eyes in a minute
contract signed where the sigs inked
the bottom line is youre

finished

Nice rhymes. The first few lines felt more energetic but I really liked the Mordecai/poltergeist references