Time.
• Written by KomodoChiya
Time, Is fading away. The sky is potrayin' gray. I'm soothing, Music movin'
gettin' people grove in. One to three for five, I've seen six seven eight.
Wait, That's nine, Great. Generations passed on, Generations passin' on
I'm a verbal Icon, Getting sikes on, I'm a company, OO Sykes on.
Who am I? I'm the rappin' beast, Drivin' like a semi, Your not even Semi
Do you know the difference, Between a sweater and a hoodie? You
don't? That's just ignorance that your better, You've got thirty six minutes
Better get dirty fixed in it. Just call me Jeremy, Bout' ta sin it.
I'm goin' lighter, But when I rap the room gets lighta'. Just call me the
human lighter. Spit air force, Takin' down fighta's. Keep your enemys close
and your family closer. Who ever came up with that line must be an
overdoser. Or maybe an ova' Coaster, Because I just want this to be over,
Coaster. I got smart lines, It's that new brain. Carryin' so many clocks.
defeat fuckin' two chains
Now here for a quote on quote, Because it's "Tots on boats" rappers
nowadays, I mean seriously, They'll end up like Elvis, Dead on crappers.
How they play!. I can rhyme studio, Because I'm crude E.O, Times slowin'
is it you Neo?
I'm like a global icon. When it comes to raps, I'm a total python, Winnin'
like a lyrically triathlon. Spittin' fire, Like I'm fallen from hell, Makin'
women scream louder then Adele, Even though I'm an infidel. Watchin a
family die by my side, No, We all die. It's a fantasy we can think we can
devise. Just watch as demons arise. I'll beat the demons for reasons
as I spit all four seasons, Probably been evicted for treason. Life's like a
train rail, I spit holes into armour, Chainmail. I rhyme makin' pain itself frail
Y'all know who I am, I'll be pursuin' them, Tick, Tock round goes the clock
life dies, Dies abides. Rules and a boundary, That's for fools that are
cowardly
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KomodoChiya
Member since April 14 2016