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• Written by Truent
Barraggin bars like a wizard
biten' so cold, leave you stuck in a blizzard
finger fuck a lizard, pile rhymes like my desert
Carve up ya carcass drop it off in the desert
texture this measure texting sweatshirt the expert
Each word tethered to the beat like a gird
Lighting up a spliff getting lectured in a church
Im bout to venture to the center of the earth
to amalgamate my verbs to spit back on you turds
my bitch is down like bayou
sitting on my couch watching that nigga cayou
threw shrooms in stew to make some bizarre brew
rhyming shit together to cleave my way through
The dense forest of noob niggas in my rear view
With trick ass raps and names, like taylor crew
I Lock down the beat, then fuse like g-glue
Level up by making long bows out of yew
Your rhymes outdated like my local blockbuster
Flow languished like a wetback gardener
Im omnipresent, Im ultra vigilent
Present while your getting head from your reverend
Dont be dissident, to my style
Your defunct code simply cant compile
Im laconic, short and sleek
and there is no way that Ill be impeached
Beseach my beach, so that I can teach you a lesson
Im out of your reach, so dont be a leach on my erection
Try to interpolate my beats in your flimsy speach?
Ha, Ill blast you off my steep with my blazing speed
You crass ass nigga crackers have the audacity?
To accost me and spit out meek mendacity?
Guess your just trying to test my tenacity
Im classically skilled, I spit emphatically
Intentionally discom-fiting the rest of humanity
Words juxtaposed - sleek, schematically
While you other rappers rhyme - fake, mechanically
Adapt dynamically, Change my mentality
While your brains stuck in temporality
Im at the apex, your at the nadir
Copy my wavelengths? You're an imatator
Plaintive - as the plaintiff in the room
While the judge importunes your bogus resume
Patch-worked and hapless style
Music sounds like its flowing down the Nile
tantamount, to rappers at forty
but Im just an adolescent who's high n horny
Moribound, you'll be heading to the grave
If you shortwave faggots act depraved
I glaze your face to sate your crave
Then pave the way to blaze the haze
mellifluous (rich, smooth flow) flow, mollassus slow row
Im at my pleateu, all you faggots: below
Dont try to overthrow, accept that Im a pro
Suck snow in yo nose, and buy some escrow
asd
Dubious, studious
Researching in the lab, providing essential nutrients
In the bars, to better your brain
my rapport implores unexplored terrain
Ethereal, flowin at the speed of light
Nontrivial rhymes incite delight
So get off the mike, dont be a parasite
I will strike, cite rhymes stored on terrabytes
We're in the 21th century
keep rhymes stockpiled in dispensary
access database, recall with amazing ease
waiting there tenderly, till I open the directory
And expertly direct at the, leave ya in a state of reverie
Some call it, treachory, its merely elementary
fony flow puts ya in a state penetatiary
calculate trajectory, stroke my dic tenderly
cause it provides me with rhymes that overload your sensory
System, filled with filthy equations
Cleanse my rhymes with some simple operations
Isolate the signs, that cause other fools vexation
iterate out my tracks, delineate dope declarations
This world, is irreparable
Perfunctory actions, anything pleasurable
Hedonistic is what we are
so snorting cocaine aint that bizarre
Console ( to comfort) Console (game console)
Mellifluous flow on the microphone, bro
peruse the news
My rhymes are proportional to the minds third eye
cause they hide the truth to life in disguise
gangling gooks,
you'll be nearly frozen through
My rhymes are erasin
ego from the base-heads
that im constantly facin
beats locked in my basement
unleashed from detainment
when I ask your hoe how her day went
technique is irreproachable
purportedly pedagogical purpose
got a band of bumpin bitches in the back who blew me
with some other brothers passin' round a doobie
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Truent
Member since April 24 2013