HipHop For Life.
When am thinkin of rhyme, I sink in this line, Dont even blink in this time Am so stagnant, When am spitting a rhyme, looks like a spit fire, m dragon . I chop this mic. When i spit it i rip it, screaming HipHop for life. I promise thee honestly when i drop this mic,when i will stop to recite. My rhymes will drill thru your spine and bang your head. When the beat drops, i know i can be great. It aint a plan at all, if the plans too safe. Will i be a fan, i want fans to wave. ThiS is one my verses where i brag bout my rhymes How mny rhymes can i fit in small crack of a line. Raps on my mind. Always thinking of rhymes like m supposed to. I propose you to close those corny flows, cause you dont want me to oppose you. I will lyrically hit, rip, beat you dumbfucks. Where is real compitition, all i see is warmups. Shit just started rapping to be a cool kid, then i found escape in this music. But i think i ran too deep, Its like i fell in a hole i never plan to dig. Man this sick, became so bragging like am in rap championship, All i want as an artist to understand my shit, And thats it. Raps too close, cant abondon it. Rhymes fall off ny head like some dandruff shit, Thinkin of random rhymes in this sanctum mind, cold like a phantom is. Somuch pressure cant measure might throw my tantrum, shit. Cant handle this Okay writing lyrics at 4o'clock Abt me myself and i cause am in a solo clock. I been lone, EldErs dont get it, cause the music i prefer doesn't match my skin tone, But am in zone, been cold, still tryna keep my heart warm. Dont hate rap, respect that, for you is entertainment, for some its art form.
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When am thinkin of rhyme, I sink in this line, Dont even blink in this time Am so stagnant, When am spitting a rhyme, looks like a spit fire, m dragon . I chop this mic. When i spit it i rip it, screaming HipHop for life. I promise thee honestly when i drop this mic,when i will stop to recite. My rhymes will drill thru your spine and bang your head. When the beat drops, i know i can be great. It aint a plan at all, if the plans too safe. Will i be a fan, i want fans to wave. ThiS is one my verses where i brag bout my rhymes How mny rhymes can i fit in small crack of a line. Raps on my mind. Always thinking of rhymes like m supposed to. I propose you to close those corny flows, cause you dont want me to oppose you. I will lyrically hit, rip, beat you dumbfucks. Where is real compitition, all i see is warmups. Shit just started rapping to be a cool kid, then i found escape in this music. But i think i ran too deep, Its like i fell in a hole i never plan to dig. Man this sick, became so bragging like am in rap championship, All i want as an artist to understand my shit, And thats it. Raps too close, cant abondon it. Rhymes fall off ny head like some dandruff shit, Thinkin of random rhymes in this sanctum mind, cold like a phantom is. Somuch pressure cant measure might throw my tantrum, shit. Cant handle this Okay writing lyrics at 4o'clock Abt me myself and i cause am in a solo clock. I been lone, EldErs dont get it, cause the music i prefer doesn't match my skin tone, But am in zone, been cold, still tryna keep my heart warm. Dont hate rap, respect that, for you is entertainment, for some its art form.