Jesodist
Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 5:48 pm
I lived in your hood drove slow through it everyday without
tint on my 'windows',
Still got my watch, didn't hear any shots, I guess it's
just the way the wind 'blows'
See, I am the Quarterback that picks apart your
'Defense'
the one that hands you the rock to run with…the
owner of the 'sequence'
the reaper waiting for you in the 'bend'
the freeze, that slows the liquid to your brain 'stem'
and put a stop to the flow that leaks from your 'pen'
Sick with it like Pacquiao strapped with 10
'ounces '
similar to ekoms when i start to 'rumble'
and underground like dirt trees smuggled in tunnels so 'subtle'
King of the 'jungle'
pull a string, undue your
'bundle'
travel through your thoughts like a train in a
'tunnel'
lyrically injecting knowledge in your brain like my words were a
'funnel'
one shot one kill hard pills laced with steel
'thoughts'
snipe you from 'hilltops'
don't confuse me with
this country's usual 'crops'
my freestyle's choke and stiffen your brain in the
'spot'
leave it twisted like wires after a plier
'knot'
mentality similar to Asama when i am devising a
'plot'
its not a 'flop' i show what i 'got'
my aim is sharp you find it imposible to deflect this
'shot'
and finally the truth is the truth whether you believe or
'not'
Mixing with Classic. Leave yo feedback brothers you all know who you are.
tint on my 'windows',
Still got my watch, didn't hear any shots, I guess it's
just the way the wind 'blows'
See, I am the Quarterback that picks apart your
'Defense'
the one that hands you the rock to run with…the
owner of the 'sequence'
the reaper waiting for you in the 'bend'
the freeze, that slows the liquid to your brain 'stem'
and put a stop to the flow that leaks from your 'pen'
Sick with it like Pacquiao strapped with 10
'ounces '
similar to ekoms when i start to 'rumble'
and underground like dirt trees smuggled in tunnels so 'subtle'
King of the 'jungle'
pull a string, undue your
'bundle'
travel through your thoughts like a train in a
'tunnel'
lyrically injecting knowledge in your brain like my words were a
'funnel'
one shot one kill hard pills laced with steel
'thoughts'
snipe you from 'hilltops'
don't confuse me with
this country's usual 'crops'
my freestyle's choke and stiffen your brain in the
'spot'
leave it twisted like wires after a plier
'knot'
mentality similar to Asama when i am devising a
'plot'
its not a 'flop' i show what i 'got'
my aim is sharp you find it imposible to deflect this
'shot'
and finally the truth is the truth whether you believe or
'not'
Mixing with Classic. Leave yo feedback brothers you all know who you are.