Justin.East

5 years ago

machine gun spitter yo 🔥🔥🔥 peep my fresh respect 👊

nofucksgiven

5 years ago

I'm anonymous no rap name, this beginning of me exceeding like I'm em and Royce in the fast lane. tryna get passed pain, becoming a master of my own ability willing to splash paint, like I'm taking a blade to my vain, tryna get rid of all of my hate, I'm the red wine on the white couch it's taking alot to wipe out all of my bad stains, but I'm picking myself up now my backs straight with a brain that is crack laced so I'm racing in fast pace, gotta dark soul tryna go over but is covered in black pain, like why this mufucka gotta suffer through. depression even on a glad day but fuck it no more sad face, no more walking ima run through this thunderstorm till my sunshine through this mad rain of mine my state of mind is breaking like I'm placed on ice with a fire that is blazed inside so I'm putting one foot in front if the other how I'm placing em fixing to race in a mine field, bombs all around blowing no more silent still, but I'm out to kill, all of my demons inside of my dome that's silent hill, devil hearing my siren drill, no more feeling like I'm at the bottom but if Diablo wanna meet me at the top then I'll climb hells hill to show him that I be real like cypress hill leave em ill as an fge cypher feel, I'm hyperdrive my thoughts a steering wheel, and my tires are turning rotating my brain cells are burning I'm coming with flame like a furnace I'm putting my past inside of a box so I can have a better present ima rap it like a turban purging all my verses to the 1st and killing em now my syllables need nursing did alot of foul shit guess I let the ball go but I learned shit, used to be impatient now I bring my patience to the surface now I'm surface now my gifts emerging, so imperfect but it's perfect a work of magic at it's learning like David blame, with a levitating aim, cross fire no more MIA, now I'm in my lame but I'm still fucked up popped a blood vessel so my eyes blood stain always in my mind so I write my pain pop off with lines I just drop thy caine, lava monster I could walk a flame, making my brain to be hotter then putting a head inside of a microwave, cause when I got a pen in my grasp I got idle hands, survivors stance you need subtitles planned to try this man I got writers glands inside of my DNA so I surprise my strands, my thoughts is hot as frying pans, cause in my past my light was jammed, then my nieces they blessing lit my torch and they just bright my night at last, ignite my wrath, no more fearing shit fuck Freddy this Jason without my mask my tank is gassed my flame is stashed, my demons they some bad bitches but I'm more then ready to hella smash, so I'm putting my feet to the gas im speeding at last, treating my past like I'm Barry Allen I'm gone in a flash, snap out i broke out my cast, harvesting my seed to seeing that cash crop explode cause my thoughts is a gat it just blows like a thot to the nads, jotting all of my mental shit tryna make me heal and shit but my plot isn't planned I'm just paving my path no more eye rolling I'm not looking finally got my hook so I cast