chex mix and what the...flex shit

Camp Bell · 10-28-2013, 11:12 PM

i'm the different type, my vision lies within the eyes of john gacy's brain
displaying plays with each wink as i lay in place, lets saaaay......six feet?
i've missed plenty sleep tryna to get the sheep to dismiss my dream chasing..
my pen leaks ink on these pages, wheres my itch cream, im feeling contagious
threading riddles into intricate sayings wit stencils, its BANKSY with a face lift
the healings' impatient at best but i can still make a statement wit the rest...
so save this greatness for a special occasion wit all the fake friends that i left
crash landed in a dark crater on a shattered planet, waiting on acquaintances
just hanging, inhaling the strangest piff until the haze in the spaceship thick
here comes the neighbors, its...invader zim, jadakiss, wu-tang an taylor clicks
change the pace a bit wit less miles ran or mistake my shit for a les miles rant
this a test trial of a west nile strand, text style, i want my respect now fam!
the flow something like cold blooded with no reptile glands cuz i blow tropical
im in a rogue islamic mode, tony montanas tone, my bombs are flacco thrown
sharper than a blade katana owns and harder than that raid on osamas home
muslims tossing rocks at contra drones, yall got control? probably not or wont
although they appear to be comical, these jots are jus spiritual melodic quotes
all praises to my heroes, jah and hov, yall not hearing me cuz the volume low

Split · 10-28-2013, 11:53 PM

thought this was fresh. last line especially and the Banksy thing was cool

10-28-2013, 11:12 PM	#1
Camp Bell Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 733 Battle Record: 10-18 Rep Power: 0	chex mix and what the...flex shit i'm the different type, my vision lies within the eyes of john gacy's brain displaying plays with each wink as i lay in place, lets saaaay......six feet? i've missed plenty sleep tryna to get the sheep to dismiss my dream chasing.. my pen leaks ink on these pages, wheres my itch cream, im feeling contagious threading riddles into intricate sayings wit stencils, its BANKSY with a face lift the healings' impatient at best but i can still make a statement wit the rest... so save this greatness for a special occasion wit all the fake friends that i left crash landed in a dark crater on a shattered planet, waiting on acquaintances just hanging, inhaling the strangest piff until the haze in the spaceship thick here comes the neighbors, its...invader zim, jadakiss, wu-tang an taylor clicks change the pace a bit wit less miles ran or mistake my shit for a les miles rant this a test trial of a west nile strand, text style, i want my respect now fam! the flow something like cold blooded with no reptile glands cuz i blow tropical im in a rogue islamic mode, tony montanas tone, my bombs are flacco thrown sharper than a blade katana owns and harder than that raid on osamas home muslims tossing rocks at contra drones, yall got control? probably not or wont although they appear to be comical, these jots are jus spiritual melodic quotes all praises to my heroes, jah and hov, yall not hearing me cuz the volume low __________________ get high. write rhymes.

10-28-2013, 11:53 PM	#2
Split . Join Date: Aug 2013 Posts: 8,898 Battle Record: 27-22 Rep Power: 85899399	thought this was fresh. last line especially and the Banksy thing was cool __________________ http://split8.yolasite.com