Faceless

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#zc8 I write writtens and it makes no difference the games so ignorant, my place goes malificent My rhymes so consistent, it’s hard to go the distance but it’s part of my art and the heart gets teared apart I’ll go and snag a chart, telling me that I’m not nothing nor naught, like a moth to flame I always come back to game And I claim that I am the same and when it doesn’t go my way, I go back to my old ways my map is all gone and changed the way my rhymes arranged feels deranged I’m about to go away like the Oakland A’s The rhyme pays but the time wastes my mind race like a high way Do I flow the low way, or the dang same I could play the blame game, but no more shame I rhyme for my brain to get dopamine today like everything I do addiction is my way I spit it inflict it with my dictions mission I’m fishing wishes out my head with vicious business My fitness in my rhymes is different it’s like mamba mentality, but filled with doubt you see my mind just bounces schemes, but it doubts it’s meaning. I feel like I cleaned a beat, but no one really seems to to see what I’m doing with a scheme, see what I really mean, I feel like I’m the middle of the scene but a background piece forgotten out of need Just a pawn of the day, just another beast to unleash The rhyme pays but the time wastes my mind race like a high way Do I flow the low way, or the dang same I could play the blame game, but no more shame I call all casuals to cancel all cancer appaled cause to claw all councilors rhymes color all causes even casket cases smash the class, make them clash in basics a little brass tax does nothing for the baseless the faces become faceless in a fakeness fictitious society, fit some scripture into dieting fake people fit in just to try and pilot things I guess this is why that time swings like a pendulum give idiots like me a pen and run let em shit the bed when they depend on them Take the doubt out your mind and mend on art I find comfort in the rhyme, so I do it all the time but I enjoy it so it’s fine, I’ll keep designing mine and I’ll make my own shine. The rhyme pays but the time wastes my mind race like a high way Do I flow the low way, or the dang same I could play the blame game, but no more shame No more shame no more shame no more shame no more shame

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Slowstradamus

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1 year ago

Qhageni

1 year ago

perfect 💯 perfect 💯 perfect 💯 SHOTS FIRED 🔫 Bars: Perfect 💯 Delivery: Perfect 💯 Impression: Perfect 💯

Godfrey Matlhabe

1 year ago

Nice music 💯 mask off No shame💯🙏 Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Dope 🔥

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