T!TLES R papes they work.

bumpin my much appreciated tracks thumpin upon any city any hour i throw my rhythm likes i tears ups stacks of me racks i only ossified memories r in my mind r to sands hours to glass i use to be a class clown on any line i come to shatter up it dunce dunce the rapper the mad bad hatter bucc the backwards hat it buc flag crimsons r lovely anytime year any deep dear crime upon vicinity be nights out city deep up a epitomy to flow up the fame i that house the don the cmon dice games up the best the test a rest of a lesson up my harmony bumpin all my sessions and when the autumn come i gotta be dropping em like sees leaves fall off my trees sees a storm brewing up the any oceans back row my all my float in im to doggy paddle the horses buc n saddle islong gone like my freinds my kins my losses felt so soon deep doom up my room i sit gloom but my boom boom doom fill up my subbox to clocks the time to rocks the jazz up my soul u all the kno seven seas up my all my dreams are peaceful whirl the pool the washer come spinning clean up all the sinnin n winning for a world so young so nieve never think i not the poet the true 1 to flo oh the deep know it i sow it likes i sang the brang up my fame im cno flo up the company u know titles after titles are like tydalz r waves paves rock on block like private prisons 8 to 32 years for the 1 time felons sellin ur soul for dreamscapes less the roads to wake up a break take it like a kit to the kat up my any hit to the flat b sharpes n tempos my any knos go like i sings up real hood struggles most dont know on the how to juggle n still my words have the ability to seem funny hellna to the ships past im all the bomb like rocks n box a do less a few i knocks u down flat n like this n like that i breaks the takes like i dance up on any scenes r for the lights up my hall fame sights up my all me my mights n nights so dark n cold but still i am the unfold told bold i cold the rojo verde aqua bionic chronic my any jaundice like splits hits im lits up candle the stick get melted like i wax up clean up my any lean bad mad the buc number the butter the nutter to make many stutter my slumbers up any wood to lumber things seem to electric to fi the thunders up the skys n battles my homes r like battle domes just back romes times r tables less my any labels im ill the deal to feel to kill steal the metal up any licha my it gon get use foos all buc the doo n u loose .like leafs the loose n caboose shoots like grey the goose's....