James
James

I’m so happy

I’m so happy

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10 months ago

(Verse 1) Feeling mellow, on a whole new level Flowing smooth, like a jazz instrumental 88 BPM, keeping it steady Spitting rhymes so heavy, ready to confetti I'm the king of this game, no one can contest My words penetrate your mind, like a bulletproof vest I'm the rhyme architect, building bars so clever Every line I deliver, hitting hard like a lever My style's unique, like a fingerprint I leave a mark on the beat, making heads spin I'm the rap maestro, conducting this symphony Every word I speak, a masterpiece of delivery (Verse 2) I ride the beat like a wave, feeling the groove Smooth like silk, making the ladies move 88 BPM, keeping it steady and slow My lyrics flow like honey, sweet and low I'm in my zone, feeling the vibe Creating magic, as I strive To be the best, no room for second place I lace my rhymes with grace, leaving no trace I paint pictures with words, like an artist with a brush Every line I spit, a masterpiece with a rush I'm the rap virtuoso, shredding beats like a guitar Leaving my mark, like a superstar 16 bars of fire, that's what I bring I'm the rap king, making the crowd sing Feeling mellow, but never soft or weak I dominate the mic, with every word I speak

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10 months ago

(Verse 1) Feeling mellow, on a whole new level Flowing smooth, like a jazz instrumental 88 BPM, keeping it steady Spitting rhymes so heavy, ready to confetti I'm the king of this game, no one can contest My words penetrate your mind, like a bulletproof vest I'm the rhyme architect, building bars so clever Every line I deliver, hitting hard like a lever My style's unique, like a fingerprint I leave a mark on the beat, making heads spin I'm the rap maestro, conducting this symphony Every word I speak, a masterpiece of delivery (Verse 2) I ride the beat like a wave, feeling the groove Smooth like silk, making the ladies move 88 BPM, keeping it steady and slow My lyrics flow like honey, sweet and low I'm in my zone, feeling the vibe Creating magic, as I strive To be the best, no room for second place I lace my rhymes with grace, leaving no trace I paint pictures with words, like an artist with a brush Every line I spit, a masterpiece with a rush I'm the rap virtuoso, shredding beats like a guitar Leaving my mark, like a superstar 16 bars of fire, that's what I bring I'm the rap king, making the crowd sing Feeling mellow, but never soft or weak I dominate the mic, with every word I speak

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