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Awkward Jesus came to free us.
The auction's off, no premium beef, as cadence and meter meet
I patiently deal with the sapien's faith and beliefs
The lyric simmers in medium heat
Cause the Oxen had a godson who dreamed of adopting caution
Hence, he forgot Satan's profit schemes, that's buying call options
Plus, he lost the themes and plots, the seeds of modern bets in fleeting odds
They are the product of misconduct in the stock department
Yes, the market was left to rot with God's promises
My bars are toxic, sharp-made art that strikes like a shark blade in the dark.
Demolishing obstacles, the path from the start to the heart of stars
It is beyond this rap's response, as it plans to go to Mars.
As Elon envisioned, the launch will cost a few billions.
 
This is smart rap, but it’s far from the books that are taught
The art of the bars is left to the artists and artisans
Yes, it costs a pence to achieve this tense
It seeks to broaden mindsets and teach defensiveness
To cleanse your mind, watch the sentence's cleverness
In time, it splits as a random list of single bits
Listen as words are sorted into trends in speech
My pen extends beyond dividends; its reach intends to lay siege
It can breach the dissent and pretend to consent to the beat
Which earns us some cheese and asserts in a service that's neat
 
Yes, friends are mere trends; they intend to spend every cent you lend
Yet they stay on the bench when the stress appends to trending threats
I guess the entrance they profess is fake like mirages make Nirvana
They pretend that what is left is the carcass of a conscious
In the tent, the monsters of Congress are kept unconscious
This attempt is a threat to the guesses left to be amended
Yes, it stretches the sense to connect the next steps in existence
Listen close to the prose: the song ascends with success in persistence
Yet, through the dense goals of ambition, I persist as a Christian
The verse is christened and assisted for its growth and vision
 
Yes, there's quite a mess of trends present
This event gets tense as the tests are sent
The defense of art is worth every cent.
The wording in the internal works vent the best set of connections
I present a lesson on convention, and then I pose the question
Is everything mentioned supposed to be predestined?
See, these sentences end with planned perfection, no weak defects
 
It's a Hieroglyphic type of writing that decides to hide in plain sight
Egyptian scrolls, those stitched in gold, promote my flow's encryption
Like the FED’s actions to control interest and keep inflation distanced
I employ a faction of notes––to patrol the rhythmic instance
That is as the quantitative easing systems in existence
My method quotes verses as notes for those GOATS with a known purpose
My lyrics have motes and gimmicks, promoting different rhythmic limits
Everything's tightly scripted, with a spirit that is synced
It's proficient and sly: it might be slightly brilliant
The rhythm is light and efficient, man; it’s damn near omniscient
 
To the sloppy bars of choppy artists, I say––this ain't my audience
This rap doesn't bow to hobbyists’ incompetence.
I'm locking in the system's guardians and the proper lobbyists
To convey the intricate stitches that mimic ancient traditions.
Every line is precise, like the investor's decisions.
Which in minutes extinguishes risks with diligent crypts
Yes, investment is a synonym for effort at intelligent guesses and hints
The best symptom of this sixth verse is the chance to rehearse the rhythmic lessons
Are the separate messages and distinct expert addresses
Ready to be processed, the lack of effort in this narrative is nonsense
With a pen and feathered lens, I accept the present challenges
Unraveling the questions written on the back of the talentless
They intend to befriend the descent in the sets that are ending
Here, seen on the screen, is the free streaming of dreams
See, this is the end of the sketch—here, there’s a clear presence of metric
It's just the business of glances at advanced poetic rhetoric

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TheRealNMC
Member since October 8 2017

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