jon snow with flow

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trapped in my room keep bumping these tunes just to drown out the sound
from the outside world filled with doom an its gloom
luminous tomb, proving im numinous, try to stay true to this
flow like a lunatic showing progression dont try to get through to kids
no i aint new to this, music and I got a bond through producing shit
praying the shoe will fit,
keeping me sane plus it keeps me from losing it
gotta few things to mark off the bucket list
 
write rhymes record it and master the craft
perfecting each sentence then master the track
back to the mat state facts with no class tough act
when im spitting and ripping for daps over slaps
run laps while i rap lose breath heart attack
prove blues is my color while most of the others they hide behind masks
put rappers on blast while i sit back and laugh at their trash im an ass
not in it for girls who be shaking that ass for them bands while they dance
 
its passion they lack while my passion i pack on my back in my pack
fatal attraction to writing an rapping i bounce out the hat like a rabbit
gone rabid with rapid reaction im bound to attack im a master at that
what the fuck did you ask
can i bust tracks off cannibus wax
fuck that
sniff a can of this gas with a matchstick to match
swipe right if i like then i strike now my match lit to blast
ask if I pass or get high off the gas hell no stay low when i rap its wrap
battle combat with me tryna come at me then best bring a bat
leaving you choking on words lying flat on your back
remember the name dont forget it im like anesthetics
to help you relax before fading to black in the back of my lac
bump mac till i die freestyle over that without gaps
 
gasping for air try to breathe dont grasp the belief im a savage who feeds
off damage i leave when i smash over beats
kill faggot emcees got em down on their knees
make em bow to the king
 
do what i want cause i got what they need
lyrics increase they get dragged through these streets
fore i blow out their brains as i leave em to bleed
finally they see im the bastard to beat that ive mastered the beat
im a spaz when i speak with a faster technique
i keep planting them seeds and i sow what i reap
wait
think what i means that i reap what i sow im obscene off the dome
murder scenes like the crow 5knives 3 degrees jon snow with the flow
winterfell just fell left to freeze in the cold while these demons keep eating
my dreams but they know that i died and came back to this life with no soul
since 8 years old i been taking control, kept breaking the mold,
now im raping the game i was made to uphold
fuck fame minds gauged never do what im told

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KROOK3D
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