Good to see you back fam @brokenhalo
Aight,
Dear diary...
Broken said your only as ill as your buddy list
But Bodey and Ad say your only ill as your buddies list
'Cause in myth it's them who gives me my power and mitts
Watch how my confidence lifts to conquer this shit
Stop and read the fuckin' lines
Start to ponder what's writ,
Somber and lit,
Board on some metamorphosis shit
Went from newbies to crabs
Votin' on punchlines to in cursive vocab
Every verse with no tab,
And tryin' to equal with no math
Your turf is slow stabbed,
But these jerks don't know bad
When they votin' strictly based off hype and a friends soft message
Laughin' and jokin' on AIM just to boost they win/loss record
And if one more person tells me to spit audio they best be gone from text
I'll spit the fuckin' shottie and break the bones in your neck
I've grown in respect,
When I write it's just for fun and to pass time
So when I said I'm retirin' it ain't gonna be my last rhyme
My last line,
I use whenever I'm in a bind
Learnt to just open up word pad and get down the thoughts in my mind
So advanced now I can read backwards the dots of the blind
Challegin' Jesus verses God gets you crossed in your rhymes
I'm like times your worth subtracted by your failure
I'm just attracted to winnin'
Your only attracted to failure (Shout outs to Dragon)
Sit back and relax,
As I relieve pressure when these lames react
Puttin' railroads thru your skull,
Make your brain retract
My game is back,
I'm the most dangerous in the world puttin' dangers in the world
Holdin' strangers in a curl,
In the crease of my muscles
Make your veins release thru the tussle,
Make your name seize in the muffles
Leavin' G's in a struggle,
But enough of the glory rhymes
Hell,
We went from punches to every head spittin' story lines,
And it ain't even story time.
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