Just another written

[MesaR]

just something real quick , was bored.

I'm more then ill , my written rhymes are just books of skill ,
i get death stared but i'm living still , so who said looks could kill?,
my song's are so tight, i stay smoking like bong's or you're pipe ,
this game must be a battle field the way i drop bomb's on the mic ,
so dope with delivery , while the other emcee's hope for sympathy ,
my life is a sequence of misery , but heading to the road of victory,
I'm that spot on local , basically saying that i'm the don of vocals ,
i keep my head up and mouth shut , like i hang out with the non socials
i'm sick with it , i'm the truest i'm not leaving you with gimmicks ,
just feeding off the critics who give me the fire to keep breathing out my lyrics ,