my time

how can i rhyme when im out of time helps to here u whine now i know ima rapper with ambitions missions magicians yea they call me magic for my vision's impossible they say to me plausible for more proff ima rap king blurry wings of fate carrys me through your view now im taken n, breaking yo ego amigo man you shaking already im steady to the point where its useless im ruthless your clueless to the point where its a nuisance to try to explain how i rap my raps traps u in a daze my raps got u ina haze well i got nowhere els to be gaze upon the new generation innovation for new ways of rap new taste of that now i see the future suture old wounds and creat new tunes that explaine why im rap god hurry over to see the new genration fasten there straps for this new roller-coaster closer then ever before this is my rap lap around the race track rack up my rhymes that i have got ought to show you though you know the way i rap is hard to conceive heaveing up to the top popin my lyrics up one by one won when im done u ant guna know what hitcha fitter them ever before soar through the lands of rap taken my time to combine my rhymes on the shoreline walken in the past steps of many rappers scatters my mind to the wind bind my hands together so i make use of my mouth i bow for my audience obvious my lyrics hitten notorious punchlines comein like mudslides yea i make my raps shake the earth