6 lines. hate me
self-consciousness is keepin me from bein monsterous on the mic
not one accomplishment on my list, no shots to spit. this is like
killin me slowly, a constant fit of honest bits grippin tight
who'd like to show me their astonishment while rockin it without the fright
arms are wavin, locked in fists; paused with it but runnin close behind
not playin, stop this shit, applaudin ish might push me from my modest grind
i had this crazy idea for the way the flow was gonna be but i lost it. sorry
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Originally Posted by Objective
Judging from those pics and the state you're in I've concluded with the fact that the world needs more Bodeys.
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