Procrastinate
• Written by Aristhoughtle
Procrastination and Mold Pacts With Satan,
Flow's Grand Creative I don't Smoke Bags with Basics,
Unload these bars that Eloped Pass the Matrix,
Constantly in flux I never Uphold the Past as Sacred,
When the present presents Cold Facts and Statements,
Always been Thrown and Outcast in Wastelands,
But I've Grown and Blasted with Tactics of Massive Infatuation,
Mow you down with Patience And in the AfterMath Laugh at the Fact my Wraith's been Wasted,
Rapid Raps keep Pace, like Rabid Rats Need Rage,
Foam out the mouth a Vacuous Plan to Beat Pain,
An Absent Activist that Demands to Defeat Banes,
Goin up the Latter It's The Man who Breathes Names,
About to find the Apparatus that Breached Brains,
Unload a clip in a Scattered Twist to Reach Fame,
Plasterin my message Deep in Veins,
I didn't do it alone it was a Collaborative Dream Made,
Fight for rights call me Atticus with a Clean Slate,
The Serpent didn't know I Eat Snakes,
I'm Fatuous when it comes to Cancerous Team Games,
Rancorous to Meet Gangs,
Before I Sleep I Beat these Beats in Vain,
Go into a Magnanimous Deep State,
And purge emotions with Ravishin LEET Plays,
Before Vanishing and Relieve me from this Bleak Rage.
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Aristhoughtle
Member since December 25 2014