Exis & Objective - Ammo for life

Exis · 03-06-2020, 07:29 PM

Ayo...

I see the lies pressed in your thoughts,
Deep in your eyes
The deepest disguise,
The words that you spit speak of demise
Feelin' weak & obsolete,
Well then we teachin' you guys
The truth is the livin' all die,
So bitch reach for the skies
Yo enough with the straight edged track,
My need for the paper is evident
Irrelevant crap,
I'm edgin' closer to muggin' feds for dead presidents
Strapped with the metal,
Applause raps,
Fans clap for the rebels
Vans packed with the ghettos finest,
You hear the 'clack' like stilettos
Jesus not hearin' the thunder,
God's quarterback has passed me serious fumbles
I'm the reason I blundered,
But I still sell rocks to get the serial numbers
Fear puts the mask on my face,
Hear the sirens & me blastin' the K
Lord I'm askin',
No prayin' for a path to be brought & passed in my way

:Gun cocks:
:Exis: Gimme your fuckin' jewellery!
:Lady: Please don't shoot me
:Exis: Just shut the fuck up & hand it over
:Lady: I know who you are, Your that rapper from the den
:Exis: Oh shit!
:Gun Shots:
:Cop Sirens:

The fluent motions of life exists in a rhythm,
chaotic hypnozis oozin vocations that hit em.
Whether you nice, evil, a bully or victim
you breathe choices of equal decisions to fill up
the build up of scar tissue through visions that slips through
existence and missed clues when options are starving,
that sync you with tough skin through Club Penguin's or Harley's.
Misuse of sick news prey on these fools to raise viewer rates,
grown to praise lucid hate like escaped sex slaves music dates.
It's the truth today,
thus, our guy in his prime Exis vexes stress for business,
music genius, hitlist, taxes raised, no pay today, what is this?
Wishes paid with stamps, what's your stance on kidneys?
He's pissed with slit wrist
cus pays due and this shit for millenials is endless,
bare witness to strong willed animals in cages.
Minds glued to mental prisons cus too few listens,
visions but hue's blue cus politicians busy playin' Who's Who.
Gun cocked, stunned, hun shocked, brains blown, run stocked home,
bury chrome in Stockton, sturdy Glock rock ear drums that go pop.
Flame on, but dayum son, DNA's sprayed from reflectin' his shot;
recoil.
Found by detective Pigfuck Peeboy.
Skin sent for detail,
profile exposed whom's sin, news read his fail;
adoptions papers show a pic of two kids and it's
him with the dead female.

Exis · 03-08-2020, 11:22 PM

Anyone...?

Adverse · 03-09-2020, 01:59 AM

Thought this flowed well as a whole, could definitely see it being an audio track. That being said i thought it was pretty procedural, the topic wasn't extraordinary but i thought you both brought some decent bars and like i said the flow was on point

Exis · 03-09-2020, 10:20 AM

Thanks for the feed as always my friend...

03-06-2020, 07:29 PM	#1
Exis ............ Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 3,938 Battle Record: 3-3 Rep Power: 0	Exis & Objective - Ammo for life Ayo... I see the lies pressed in your thoughts, Deep in your eyes The deepest disguise, The words that you spit speak of demise Feelin' weak & obsolete, Well then we teachin' you guys The truth is the livin' all die, So bitch reach for the skies Yo enough with the straight edged track, My need for the paper is evident Irrelevant crap, I'm edgin' closer to muggin' feds for dead presidents Strapped with the metal, Applause raps, Fans clap for the rebels Vans packed with the ghettos finest, You hear the 'clack' like stilettos Jesus not hearin' the thunder, God's quarterback has passed me serious fumbles I'm the reason I blundered, But I still sell rocks to get the serial numbers Fear puts the mask on my face, Hear the sirens & me blastin' the K Lord I'm askin', No prayin' for a path to be brought & passed in my way :Gun cocks: :Exis: Gimme your fuckin' jewellery! :Lady: Please don't shoot me :Exis: Just shut the fuck up & hand it over :Lady: I know who you are, Your that rapper from the den :Exis: Oh shit! :Gun Shots: :Cop Sirens: The fluent motions of life exists in a rhythm, chaotic hypnozis oozin vocations that hit em. Whether you nice, evil, a bully or victim you breathe choices of equal decisions to fill up the build up of scar tissue through visions that slips through existence and missed clues when options are starving, that sync you with tough skin through Club Penguin's or Harley's. Misuse of sick news prey on these fools to raise viewer rates, grown to praise lucid hate like escaped sex slaves music dates. It's the truth today, thus, our guy in his prime Exis vexes stress for business, music genius, hitlist, taxes raised, no pay today, what is this? Wishes paid with stamps, what's your stance on kidneys? He's pissed with slit wrist cus pays due and this shit for millenials is endless, bare witness to strong willed animals in cages. Minds glued to mental prisons cus too few listens, visions but hue's blue cus politicians busy playin' Who's Who. Gun cocked, stunned, hun shocked, brains blown, run stocked home, bury chrome in Stockton, sturdy Glock rock ear drums that go pop. Flame on, but dayum son, DNA's sprayed from reflectin' his shot; recoil. Found by detective Pigfuck Peeboy. Skin sent for detail, profile exposed whom's sin, news read his fail; adoptions papers show a pic of two kids and it's him with the dead female.

03-08-2020, 11:22 PM	#2
Exis ............ Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 3,938 Battle Record: 3-3 Rep Power: 0	Anyone...?

03-09-2020, 01:59 AM	#3
Adverse low tide in serotonin bay Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 2,739 Battle Record: 37-28 Champed - GWL Picture Challenge - Guerrilla Writing League - Black August II Rep Power: 15446142	Thought this flowed well as a whole, could definitely see it being an audio track. That being said i thought it was pretty procedural, the topic wasn't extraordinary but i thought you both brought some decent bars and like i said the flow was on point

03-09-2020, 10:20 AM	#4
Exis ............ Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 3,938 Battle Record: 3-3 Rep Power: 0	Thanks for the feed as always my friend...