The State of Text -Vent Piece.

[Geno]

To many gods here, not enough apostles to qoute
If we all had a bible, u dumb fucks'd follow what rawn probably wrote
Fucking novelties old, but he knows as much as the next man -christ
Enough to teach a drunken pancake how to do a kegstand rite
Its like I lost faith in all you so called legends of text
A bunch of clowns, that are known for some shit I could never respect
HOF members have no relevance left, what's next on your list
Sure u champed a lot of shit, but who cares when whats left of us quits
Who's gonna remember you did, I've heard some cowardly shit
But culdn't believe when I heard dull nd bwah were a personality split
Its overpowering, sick, u got bags runnin round for the thrill in disguise
When he should go back where he belongs, under ill nika-s eyes
Its no surprise I can't seperate these newcomers from old
Buncha fagots hiding behind new names is the truth fucking exposed
While aeros fly around here cocky as fuck, hes GOW's ugliest hoe
Shud climb ur own mountain of bullshit, wer u can run with the goats
Somebody told me once, fuck a reputation and write what I feel
Don't hide behind a fucking gimmick when there's real life to reveal
So I type from the field, and fuck the feedback if you'd never relate
I don't claim to be the best, but I can sure recognize when you aint
Too many tears have been cried for this game, fucking bitches n fags
Everybody wants that work, what part of the fucking business is that
Rediculous trash, followed by crash landings from the highest of peaks
id force the ones thinkin they the best, to set asside ther beliefs
S'why I'm unique in my approach to u bitches, coaches n critics
You love me -hate me, ex old fuckin ladies that are so inconsistent
I get to flowing and this the typa post I drop on you queers, cheers
Ain't a diss -its a vent, wanna point ur fucking fingers -try at the mirror