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The pen and pad’s buggin' me,
I’m trapped under sheets, black cover-chiefs
lack other cheeks, to turn.
toe-tagged & wrapped un-discreet. rap hungrily
or have your corpse stacked suddenly
Murdered this portion!!!
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don't fetter thoughts -- better to bleed it.
gung-ho, love hoes, take that protector. don't need it.
ode heeded:
sole phoenix; soul seeded in threads of causation.
misread for caucasian, wow, fuck a skin tone.
open doors of perception and see how your kin grow.
On Point!!
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bent in some mad degrees,
descended from Maccabee's - read upon tapestries,
extended said faculty to seminal mastery.
not really semetic. uncertain, actually.
the feeling's embedded.
Sick Rhymes!!!!
DEAD @ fuck & you (shots at me....i thank you tho)
Overall, this was a dope free flex piece. You went in on the concept which im sure ive never seen before, but i thoroughly enjoyed the spin on the topic and the way you mixed feelings and thought. In some places i felt you just started going off the top with a freestyle, but for the most part stayed on topic and nailed it pretty much with some serious vocab displayed. good piece my brutha. keep dropping these fire bars for the new gen....