THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[2tripple0]

yo my rhymes are dope I got nothing left to say
you be found missing in your house for days
im always on top my rhymes keeping me high as fuck
you like a sitting duck your lines are filled with puck
must be a hockey player way I got ya gretzky
you packing a gat except your clip is empty
and you couldn't hit the target your lines are weak attempts
im tossing you like a coin so you best prey it lands on heads
cause my rhymes aint leaving a trail behind me
Im high all the time call me the crime rate in inner cities
and just like ancient civilizations they built near natural resources
and when I see a three course meal that means large proportions
this cypher dull im sick of dropping in the same place
and you getting buried with ya fam they all share the same grave
gonna end this in suspense like a thriller
timing is a killer its like verses with nothing but filler