freestyle bomz flow

(Verse 1) Strip it back, feel the weight of the truth, Slip through the cracks, got a grip on my roots, Flip the script, script get flip back to the roots Trip on the beat, beat trip on the script still dance in the boots God bod energy, we rise like the dawn, Sod in the garden, where the real ones are born, peace and blessings on my head, keep it tight like my vision, Bonz with the flow, yeah, on point perfect with precision. (Verse 2) Junior on the rise, i compliment my grind, Compared to the rest, but I’m one of a kind, Completely unfiltered, no mask on my face, Raw in my essence, every word’s a embrace. I saided it intentionally instrumentally Echoes of the struggle, hear the growth n my verse, Navigating through the chaos, is a vert embrace it in spirts. In this game for the love, love..