Rapper Guts
Ill Fortune
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Despite all the hocus pocus I got no trouble with trying to focus They knew I was coming And now they be running away Like the sight of the locusts Dying what drove us Rotting away at the feet of the Flies and the roaches Was out of my mind when I wrote this I chalk it up as a Minor psychosis Im sick of the hype They Acting like all of these rappers are bigger are than life The kids that you like are The tip of the ice berg Now the bar lower than shit in a pipe But writing is difficult right And they ain't the multiple syllable type No clever metaphor Then I be getting bored Tell me again how they killing the mic If rap is dead I be the decomposing corpse A zombie Reanimated Free to feed with no remorse But with lack of brains to eat And Humans be my only source I been starving I cannot get my fix of meat at local stores You wanted to take an adventure A day to remember Now you filleted and dismembered Like a Sucker I'm working way to the center Don't play with my temper Never am I gonna make a hit censored I challenge you rappers to go make a lyrical track Without saying the N word I quit with the Mr nice guy They give me the bitter side eye Go blow your brain on the floor In the form of a soul you'll Kiss the night sky What a relief you deceased Equivalent to when a bit of mice die Consoling your family after the funeral getting your sister quite high F*ck your motivational quote Your parents hilarious they made a joke The shit that I'm saying they hate to promote I'm negative stuck in my way till I croak Spilling your fluid like breaking the yolk Y'all are the same and you stay in the boat I be the shark in the bay you provoked Enjoy your last minute of staying afloat You make me ashamed to claim I'm an alleged rapper I'm getting madder as if you told me to correct my grammar Id rather just bash your head In with a double headed hammer Sustain fractures then brain matter collected after My hands are a weapon Attacking you back with a lack of expression Travel in time and I'm back in a second Murdered your mother right after conception Travel dimension I be the Savage in question Due to the manic depression Laugh at progression Passive aggression Bad at impressions Due to my lack of discretion
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