Rapper Guts

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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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Written by: Hunter Fortune

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