Quick random shit

[Ammo]

I'm so bored...... I guess I feel like writing.... I get inspired by artist who's pain I find exciting, that's why I'm coming out of hiding just to start fighting, these cowards who riding the hate train constantly reciting.... verses from another rapper, living life like a movie and they just co-actors, but when and if it matters, they are really not factors, just wannabe masters who couldn't craft a verse if the verse was written before then they found it after....see what I do is freestyle....I can't set-up schemes, but I can relay my dreams to the fiends listening for the bell to ring when schools in session so they can leave and get to the hustle for the green....chasing paper is what my crew is all about, shoot first, ask questions later is how we make it NOW...I'm tired of the fake bitches, the hating snitches, who would do anything to ruin my life like if it saved THEM from doing dishes... boy this shits ridiculous ...And they act like they high and mighty...well they must be mighty high, cause I'll aim at the sky then release so many bullets that anybody thinking they fly.. will die...Im here to commit homicide, so grab the body bags, toe tags, couple grams of dabs and watch me shatter these whack cats who couldn't be pussies if they had a vag hole and a clit attached...im surgical...my words could cut butter, mutter my name and you could find your body in the hood... spread out through the gutters... I claim immunity with my brothers and I don't need lovers...just respectful people who would be there for me if I was to lose my mother...I have seen people suffer, go without supper, hustling those food stamps for rocks... like food just creates clutter...im not on any uppers...but I'm smoking potent...choking on the medical got me feelin like Im floatin... hoping there is light at the end of the tunnel shit my life is a funnel and I feel trapped in a bubble but Ima scavange the rubble and remain humble cause life is a bitch and karma is her double....never fumble...