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a hold again
8 scoops in I felt awake
Shook myself, and got a headache
Syllables floated in my head like carbon dioxide
Kept the heat in me, mixed with

the minimum
Might've put too many syllables up in my syllabus
Simple shit
Listen to the grammar in my sentences
Metaphorically euphoric states of mind are

You better never measure to none
You better come like you're strokin' it
Oh shit I overflowed this shit
Maybe put too many syllables in it now I broke

Doch keiner von den schreibt ein eigenen text
Ich hab die lyrical female Skala schon zerfetzt jede syllable bei mir is richtig gesetzt 
Uuh 
Dikka - shhh

begun
The farther they reach the harder it’s going to come
It’s going to come

Yeah
I’m a monster Munra
I’m on a run by
Gun hot one eye closed like

Dirty maccin, using my name to fuck wit hoes
Well I hope you had fill kuz now the kitchens closed

Bridge 2
One nigga, once upon a time
He was a friend

Yeah I'm always in the middle of something I never turn
In a different direction the intersections closed off
Like it when her body on top of mine take

on lock down
These niggas can't even mix up they syllables
Chop hit his ass now dat boy look invisible
Critical i load my 9 up wit criticals
35 of shroomies

fillable
Cut 'em off like umbilical

You niggas pitiful
This choppa clapping like a syllable
We them bad kids that always break the rules
I be off of 1 like

producer
But y'all pitiful
Cause y'all ain't individual
Ay line I rhyme at least
Four or five syllables
But you still rhyming one word
You got some nerve
I'm

am
I chug my coffee down and start again
Say it more than once
The syntax sounds the same
The syllables lost its meaning
Say it with your eyes closed

of a rhyme til it's copacetic
Open letters written with a closed mind
Expanding my reach til I'm gon' find
Something better to climb with than old twine
Just

a gas mask
Rap game garbage, put it in a trash bag
Record Label jail cell, swear it's that bad
That's case closed like an unopened Snapchat
Came from

the puppeteer and you just tied on 
PK Chishala pull your strings with my eyes closed
Yeah yeah see I’m a known spitter 
A mix of all the greats so when I flow

still be a misfit. So talk about my clothes and miss me with the bullshii. Sock and Sandals no closed toes, its cheap and still fii(fit). Fit enough

the chance to learn how to walk
Sometimes I explain too fast till my syllables clash past the point I'm tryna get across
Flash backs tip the hour glass till

sacked n shit 
Case closed
With six packages 
Big stacks 
We mass savages
I don't give a fuck less she bad as shit 
Gotta have an ass titties average shit

syllables sometimes get lost on their own?
(I ask to be flexible. Your response is a "no")
So we're in a cycle of tearing each other down
(Tearing each other

Yo! I'm in supreme form!
Jaise Premo on the cuts I bring the heat on
Art of Syllables homie just make the beat long!
Ya washed jaise Donald Cerrone

the flows
Attacking the foes
And shattering those
Enemies that tried to come and impose
Once the doors been shut 
No man can open what God has closed
And this

every edible syllable, I'm a criminal
Hit me on a chart and I'm bringin' 'em up a platinum
Reminiscing every moment and keep on holdin' 'em
Said I don't

Amphetamine

Noname

Blkswn

to go
'Bout a week ago
I don't know
If I switch my flow I might tap into the pinnacles
I'm sellin' syllables, I'm losing principles
Lurkin',

Average Joe

Ces Cru

Catastrophic Event Specialists

2017

as the realest you heard
With my pen I kill 'em absurd and rhyme seven syllable word

I'm not your average Joe
Hardcore, far more than the average
I'm

but I’m not fictional Just an original
I put my Heart into every syllable
No I’m not killable
not a southpaw
But I’m slick like Jake Gyllenhaal
Fill em