April 5, 4:17 a.m.

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Well, hey stoners. Back with an edit to my rap. This has started to become a hobby, because I see a few numbers enjoying the show. 
Today, I am dropping in the link to the beat I have been rapping to, I am hoping nobody would steal the art. :P

https://youtu.be/d4_xazNOfBo

I know why I am here
I 'stand the whys
Told these fuckers
Said not to lie
I shoot the snitches
This school ain't dry
Hop in the back seat
Ghost rider! Good bye!

I tried to grammar these na zis
I'm Kamikaze
To shut up, to zip it, I'm papi
No Mase- no -rati
No fucking Bughatti
Keep nodding you're hopping
These verses I'm dropping
This music is poppin
The shadies are watching
You're Marcus I'm Hopsin
I rap in the parking lot, I'm shouting now
Why would you stop it!

But what if I'm shouting!
I'm spitting my vows and
I'm summa cum laude
From birth, I am talking
I'm first-born in knowledge
So goddamn acknowledge
The reaper is crawling
I'm grim and you're falling
This cipher ain't garbage
I'm fucking barbaric
Rapping to chopper flow, learning but falling
To some I'm appalling,
But others are calling
To come in and rap, I'm so fucking exorbitant!
Jesus! no mauling
Keep scratching my balls like I'm Paul
and you're bearers
The fuckin' cheerleaders?
Yeah! They are stallin'!

So my ex-bitch, we're dropping your game
And maybe now would be dropping your name
But my con(science) pricks me, I'm fucking insane
So I stick to my subject
Imparting some pain!
My knowledge, I'm buddha
I spit like a shooter
I'm Freddy I'm Kruger

I nut in your palm
You lick it like diamonds
No manner no time huh!
I fuck up your father!

I'm rapping, you're fapping
You a feminist nagging
A pseudo-type soldier
The war? It ain't over!
The war, it is calling
The way you are falling
Like blood on a wall
You're wagging your tail
To verses I'm calling
I'm spitting no shame
Dishonored-my game
I fuck like no-saint
I'm fired methane

You're Harley I'm Joker
Let's play a new game!
Put a gun to your temple
I am drugged and you're mental
You call an ambulance
I call up the mortuary
Fuck! Now you're screamin!
I load you with Pyrex
I set you on fire
You're screaming I'm laughing
This rap? It ain't stopping!
The fuck up, the crime scene
I'm cleaning my closet

My mother was calling
She hung up the call
I'm scared to lose her
NO! I am not trolling
Some women I want are
My mother and sister!
A fucking minister
The fucking sinister
I pull out my pistol
A glock in my right
A Wessen in left
Your wifey is dead
You speaking? You dare?
Like fuck I don't care!

Grow up a pair



I'm passing O' Hare
Preaching this prayer
A fucking nightmare
The nightmare of preachers, and my high school teachers
We follow some seekers

I worshipped the Will Smith
Some think he's a snare
I'm fucking aware
Of some journey he staired
Climbing ladders and ladders
This game, it ain't kidding
Not truth with some dares!

Some rap shit I'm dropping
Like flyers, beware
These bullets I'm spitting just went through your hair
Now give me an ear
Or go disappear
With the bitch that was licking me for some 6 years
The teens that I wanted
That life didn't happen
Like fear it's creepin in from everywhere
I'm fuckin a bitch but I'm not at all there
I go out, I speak this shit, in open air

My mother arrived like some giant's great hype
But she's killing us already, she got no time
Her kids would just like for her to just dive
Into her life and we live our own lives!
I listened to Wayne, I listened to NF,
I know who is Hopsin, I know Eminem-er,
I caught up to Cole, I caught up to Kendrick,
But Tech N9ne is chopping and I cannot believe him!
Rapping with rappers that chop like my flow,
With honeys that rap fishnets on her white toes,
I'm switching my flows,
My glock I reload,
I might shoot up my giver,
She might drop to my toes!


If you think that was dark,
I am fucking aware!
This my mental despair
So I'm writing it here
I gotta fuckin repair my
Mental despair, before I shoot the fuck out of my mama, oh dear!


I am thinking of adding an audio/video file for you guys to see what I really rap like.
I am giving in a way to see it between the rap I wrote, I will add the part where it finishes in the lyrics. A long train of thought on my mind right now, so much so that I needed to vent it!


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