Alleyways

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Hey there’s a bunch of actresses , Out back in the ally all dramatics , Time to yell something So they can grasp it I’m actually impressed Got a question Am I headin in the right direction Your answers Mathematical These equations I guessed em You can’t fathom Don’t add up Can’t substitute Or subtract them Exponentially To many Numbers I can’t count them I’m impressed That I was able To walk right past em Drop a track Your attitude Must count for something Your attitude Is also directly responsible For the lack of your attention This fucking addict , In recovery , it’s like detention Deflection is just Me not emotionally Using my words I’m perceptive Took a lot magic No longer using these Words for blackmail So I use beats as my drugs And rhythm With words and actions It’s clubbin time Fist pumpin Beats drop , all of a sudden Here comes Actronym I’m on top beats start doublin completely sporadic, here comes trouble then Walking down the Isle Or the ally It’s irrelevant My vows I’m having trouble following Last Page last week I was counting days on the calendar wants to reek havoc, Back are my Antics Wrote this in my parents attic So Drastic Causing a 40 car pile up Should a passed em It’s my fault Why the fuck am I smiling Metaphorically Backing off Im too wild then Kinda nostalgic , not magic like old school Facts and Fist pump And pound it Emptying all my baggage Dramatic was last year This year I felt it humble and as fuck Got no more tactics a little bit frantic, Imagination Wreeks havoc Cost me GS has got me feeling so alive, forgetting everything It's absolutely great, nothing will change my state United Ty and I We’re great I bet you all wish You could spit rhymes Likes this On your second date If Ty has it his way He chose to battle me We ended up on the same anyway No it’s tynetic and actronmy With all these words were now Trapping them Mathematical Models We start draftin them Creative as fuck We started tappin in Now we’re on the scene Standing on polar ice Morgan we started drowing him Now we won’t be crowing him Battling are too of my favourite captains Can’t stand straight I’m stumbling Grasping at walls Now I’m tumbling Now I’m crawling threw Hallway walls Grasping at straws Ironically Mayn’t is where we belong

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3 years ago

caliber

1 year ago

Coundind days in the calendar Bars: Perfect 💯 Delivery: Perfect 💯 Impression: Perfect 💯

Obadiah

3 years ago

I love your creativity!!

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