Night training verse #1

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Strainofdamned's Notes

May this ideal thing here be the first verse on my upcoming mixtape...

 
Popper tips and bong appliances....
 
Create Vibes for a late night ride....
 
Late night rain, makes the pavement reflect like wet paint
As im strolling in downtown l.a.
im not looking to round up hate or get down well raged
im not in that state, im bound to get a cleaned slate
 
Place me with the goats,
see me pacing so my screwed head dont go
breakin out a deadly keg and oh
role em under your beds and behold ....(ka-Boommy)
 
Dont think ill fold even if you hit me in the troat
Im wild and my faith relaces my files so i can cope,
And Not be fazed by some looks,
My strenght's molded from what i got in my soul
so i can up hold pain.
give me space and move on to another face
Up until today, youve never known my name
Saw me rage or saw anything close to my ways
So walk away before you hear something and need a sortin aid
Ill write notes in rhym, align em in line until im old n grey
What message is it im seeking when yelling something so vague? Eh?
My scenes are gory, i get in detail u know me,
im nothing shortin, hold me before i jump early
exiting the exibition surely detecting if theres anything hidden near me
Find me to just yell at me, which is less efficient
Than to just resteer a punk by picking up a spear and givin it and air mission
Yeah, strain's in an unfaire devision, he'll press his exit button
Land on television, which is a cellar kitchen for gut-churning
 
He got an harpoon attached to his winch
Got arnold reeling you in from the far side of your crib
Pop you like a zit or pull you out hanging you by ur dicks
Or your clits wtv you ITS,
imma make you regret pickin on me, you can transition into shit!
 
Yall Worthless as a q tip on the floor is....
Not worth it tweeking a chorus for poor kids
You more pissed? Get a load of this (squirt squirt)
Strain doesnt know better than to piss
In a gas tank n blame it on yah kids
Say thanks as strain goes alone n jig's
Until your home again, your son gunna take it
He gunna grow because of it and hold n behold
Strain has shown his twist on how he can go
and change a few twits.. strain's utimate new gig
 
Chorus works
 
Late night rain, and rhyming suth my brain
Gets me away of our hate in our world today
Cold or warm we take the time and gain training
Graze enemies and pave repeatedly.
Leave once the sun shades grows to its peak
Bounce a train against the game, and throw off the weak

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