idk how the fuck im supposed to do this,
shit i barely know who this kid is,
i cant introduce him, but im the new student,
in the ways of real music...
cuz god gave me a gift he said "here, ya better use it"
gave me a mind and said "do ya best not to lose it"

damn bro thats sick lyricism. literally lol... some twisted shit but overall the style seems rele similar to eminem, what with the crazy multies that connect so well. Just Spleens and Hearts.. Random parts and Scaps... Just the Stuff I Use for Arts and crafts.. Cant explain the Evil.. id need charts...

jus plug my flow into the socket, im electric i can rock it, i can shock it, bring the life back to the track, dont pause it, mayhem, panic, i caused it, step in the booth "goddamnit, awwwwwww shit" hand out ls in the battles, leave em alllllll ripped... the odds are tipped in my favor, ya...

its hard for me to keep to one topic when i drop.

as for the flow, no offense taken.

i switch it up alot

np man. check my drop out, first one on this site

shit man, nice topic, well played too. mad people are shallow, but i guess thas jus in our nature at the same time... people think they dress a certain way, they can be that way... like coppin a jersey sayin u play for the team.. Coz jewels went outta fashion just last summer And Lambos aint cool so...

listen yo... i don't need a notepad, cuz wit my flow i dont hold back, and no i dont rap, but like a train im on the tracks, no matter of fact, im on wings, im supported by stacks, my tower of money, guess wat... its all me, yall tryin to gets scraps off me, back off me, i lead ya to a rude awakenin...

thnx. It's been a while since I've written poetry. I started out a poet, then transitioned to rap, but it's definitely helped me alot in terms of flow and rhyme scheme. The ending bar is an emphasis of the paradox. People assume he actually went to the otherside, although he never returned to prove ...

shit ma bad/

cerebrum

ayo fuck the taliban,
"you don't care if you die?
then how bout ya fam?"

My lifestyle has jus gone out of style.. And so I die like a bad fashion. Sorry, Joker, I'm all out of smiles, So all the while, I go on with my laughin'. Some would call me a madman.. Wrapped up in genius delusions, I call them Pac-Man; Eating my ghosts, chasing my illusion. For I am abnormal, Thou...

shit... yall people borin, this might be a forum, but understand i still got the heater for em, i got evil forces, you could see it pourin, from my lips cuz i dont spit, i drip, i puke, im sick, drop bombs ima nuke, and i hit any target all i gotta do is shoot, and put ya mouth on mute, anything i s...