Yo SELF my homie...I've been away a minute but glad to see when I pop up your still dropping that fire.
"On helicopters to Belize droppin bodies in the sea
Cos their shoddy quarantines are overflowin wit disease
Open soars & pores that bleed. Royal Forces on the scene
Wit NO remorse or loyalty for the victims as they grieve
Mostly poor or refugees gettin cornered by police
Cos they can't afford the fees at the ports or shores to leave
So they pour into the streets like a swarm of poison bees
Waging war on the Marines and their fortress of machines
Morphin corpses into fiends - I'm like Morpheus - my dream" --Lmao the flow was superb for the most part. I might have switched a word or 2 around but that's just me. I love these type of flex pieces. Especially when you get out there on the content. I love the way you expand your content mentally even on a flex piece. That's my type of shit.
"Man, I'm fly without a ticket and you high as Shia Leboeuf
If you thinkin you can fuck wit my rhymes than try ya luck
Cos I'm dyin to line em up and leave em slumped in pints of blood
Right in front of eyes they love such as wives and tiny sons---yeah that shit is hard as fuck. What a statement!...
" Blowin loud by the ounce as I lounge in the sun
Wit a mountain of bud, I'm the falcon above
You're the mouse on the ground lookin out for my lunch
If a challenger comes there'll be gallons of blood"---The ouse looking out for my lunch? haha...dope flex piece here. It's not your usual topical top of the line awesomeness but You killed it for a flex piece. It was just grimey and gritty and I'm all about that.
Good shit SELF
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