Coindrop's Notes
Prolly my best verse in a minute
I'm the defin-ition of what success is, and I'm just betting you won't get it,
Heading to the edge of the end with some en-ti-ties that's been sent in me,
Left with my dead enemies that ain't get to be infinity, they're beyond anything
Close to being the GOAT, you thinking your ghost is really touching my possessions?!
Stand down, or step up like a staircase,
I need a fair game, no cheating like affairs, wait!
I'll paraphrase, shorten it much as your spare change,
Squeeze your airways, like some people in the airplanes;
Run ways down the strip, whatever band you'll take off,
One day I'll snap with you in half, hate to break it to yall,
Shouldn't be allowing me to walk around, with gory things in mind,
Like Liam who fell off the balcony, talk about the story of his life;
Morning to the night, forming up the rhymes,
Sorting all the lines, snort it to my mind,
According to the time shortage I confined,
Your fifteen minutes of fame, that's quarters from a dime;
Fuck having manners, imma keep dumping the slanders
Promoting anger hate speech, even Hulk has my banner,
Kiss your ass? I wouldn't kiss Snow White at her wake, oh she's sleeping?
I'll still leave her dead and tell the dwarfs her body's open season;
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Coindrop
Member since June 1 2022