The Quickest Reply as I poke a Stick in your Eye
I’ve clouded your Vision,Guy
The pace of these freestyles makes me feel like I Didn’t Try
I’m Living Tired and each day wishing I could be Getting High
…Here we Go, props on coming up with Continual new Material
I told the other writers the capitals are for audio, I can Hear it in the Stereo
I don’t know how to Classify You; you’re not someone who will be Rapping Haikus
Or wearing Fly Shoes; picture you more as Wearing all Black and Tearing up the Track
To anyone who says I’m Whack, I’ll link them, the Alliteration Thread
2 months I’ll be in bars & restaurants, to anyone who think the Nation’s Dead
Yesterday I helped a single mother Pay for Bread
Based on my past, you should think of me, on the Day of the Dead
Saints, spirits, charms, I make God mad with all of my Idolatry
You seem to be intent on Stopping Me, but to each his own is my Philosophy
You’ll need due diligence; survey the Topography and estimate your projectile’s Trajectory
Be sure to Mention me a lot, but don’t cut corners; do everything Ethically
Magic, voodoo, Alchemy, any strategy you need, across all Seven Seas
Shit, I’m still trying to repair my Broken Knees
And Hope-fully I can cop some Coke & Trees
Do it all, and then my pen will be ready to Burn you to a Crisp
I hope you’re Learning from This, as I interrupt your Urban Bliss
Constantly I Fight this Pagan,
a Mighty Dragon; all’s I need,is a Nightly Séance
…You’ve said the same thing, just Slightly Nuanced
My verses are basically anything You-want, Too Hot, more dangerous than a Flu Shot
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