BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- My mind gets in sync
- Together like the pen and the ink
- A match made from heaven and brought to earth
- I make music, others forgot the words
- I’m no geek, just a proper nerd
- To join this shit wasn’t my option first
- Just found a talent to claw my talons in
- I play with malice and only get calluses
- My finger’s as rugged as my lyricism
- Shouting on mountain makes the spirits listen
- Wordplay so fast you could hear it whizzing
- I don’t have a blueprint but here’s the mission
- I will spit till there’s no reasonable doubt that I’m winning
- I tear incisions bleed them out with a samurai sword
- Till they can’t analyze the passion I hoard
- I trap them in a box so I can pantomime more
- Fuck with all of the bitches
- I get what I want like when Kobe got drafted
- Must’ve stung when he got traded at it
- The one who really made the magic
- To get paid more than a famous actress
- He did his shit, no aimless actions
- When you have enough rings to fit your hands it’s
- All worth what you’d get from practice
- So my past is behind my back it’s like a tracklist
- I’m like a grizzly if you try to stab it
- I could really kill you if you try my madness
- Or if on a Friday you visit my cabin
- Jason will make sure you’re living is blasted
- Wasting you till your breathing’s inactive
- Take his gloves, ski mask and
- Chainsaw in the back end
- Start relaxing, notes on the pad then
- Sit back with dreams of a mansion
- Chuckled till he started laughing
- Just a part to the nightmare that he’s planning
- I’m cutting the thread, one of the three fates
- Busting up heads, incinerate, burn and cremate
- Rappers just turn to cheesecakes
- Cease to wait to take what seems great
- They just taste the vape of their own ashes
- Fell to the floor like on a blown mattress
- Why go at it when I’ve shown advantage
- I can ravage men who fuck with savages
- and smash em like heads of cabbage
- These bastards is wack
- and shown they're unimaginative
- Rap like they got a mac in the rib
- twist the handle in, and surprise you
- dabbling to find jack in the bin
- yeah,
- Fuck with my bitch thinking that you're evil
- You leave before you try shit, pop goes the weasel
- Best leave before bullets look like measles
- fuck with my canvas and i'll smash you with the easel
- I'm not one trying shit that's illegal, i'd rather be peaceful
- I'd rather make shit that's got everyone gleeful
- Instead i got to put a couple people on the steeple
- Atop a medieval cathedral,
- no synchronization these men are far from eagles
- I'd rather not copy everyone and scream i got haters
- Cause if that's your substance than what's even on your paper
- I'd rather prove to them I move as smooth as elevators
- There's so many of you, it's like drugs in a medicine cabinet
- And no normal person, more of a fucking ketamine addict
- With the doctor's saying fuck it, let him just have it
- and said that the price isn't damaged
- Now he's got extra cash and on vicodin, dammit!
- And like a blown duct they're piping in rampant.
- They're broke up and lying down stagnant
- Life looking blackened
- So if your shit's not good enough, you shouldn't rap it
- Best be booking your plan it's just undeniably average
- my rhymes, flow, lyrics connect like electron's that are valence
- There's no reason to attack this
- And I show this is better than what let up out your asses
- Why fuck with the combatant attracting viewers like magnets
- My words blast through your system, your seven planets
- I'm the devil that you never meant to dance with
- my demented plan surprises like hats and rabbits
- Man, I can barely live with this
- You don't need closed captions to hear no gibberish
- I'm out
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