kmk freestyle

Brain on overload, no code, just chaos, Flow like a saw blade, cuttin’ through the layoffs. Sleep? Never heard of it, dreams full of vertigo, Life on the ledge with a pen full of surgicals. Quick with the twist like a dealer with the wrist, Flippin’ syllables like bricks, this ain’t a flick — it’s a blitz. I spit shift gears mid-verse, then reverse, Spin words like shurikens, leave the beat hurt. Mind movin’ Mach 10, I bend what’s logical, Slide through your chakras with lines so methodical. Chemical imbalance got me wired to the moonlight, Thoughts do gymnastics — land in a doom fight. Bars hit like fentanyl — potent and cold, Whispers of the underworld told in gold. Eyes like kaleidoscopes, mind like a cyclone, Rappin’ like I’m haunted, every syllable a milestone. No filter, no filler, just venom and truth, Walked through the fire, I ain’t melt in the booth. Every word acrobatic, every phrase got torque, It’s a drug in itself when I spark that cork. So I freefall rhyme — ain't a net, ain’t a plan, Just a voice, and a mic, and a mind that ran. Fast life, no brake light, crash on command, Still stand on the edge with a script in my hand— ...And I ain't done yet.