Billi_04-32

simple tempo no beat accapella slow flow got to churn the butter but no moe soft baby burnt toast like a hollow off a clip two words double tap two chains with the flow but still rip the chain a hat this ain't no bounce back we taking it to the rim like curry haters want numbers but cant count that I pounced that i saw a digit broke it down and now here we got mother board back mega ton reflex nonreflux stupidity breaths calamity like hordes of zombies well guess what the clippers got the sawed off like a Jason knife party oh wait that's a machete cut through ligaments like open nerves I'm nasty split spine from bone fatality game over my bars too sick you get numb right after I spit kindness killa born gentleman but still can get king Kong or in tarzans language gorilla shit I'm too Frank not nathan's but who's complaining frog legs by the sea while I get her naked just playing my ass ain't made to be on a beach only with my bey and she my honey dew she the big drip of the day more or less that's what I wanted to say but off or on a track I flame it's too nice when I hear it got my vibes up like a lifted spirit no death tho I'm the safety so get beside me when my these bars start flying off the the death can hear me but in a sense that I'm my depth speaks clearly that was not a diss I meant it as a metaphor actually I go on and on in my city big business ain't shit to a empire the future is now it's never finished I am the one to make the team catch vibes you the light so we need the wisdom from deep in the lines nothing in between just nice bars and poetry it seems. that's all you gone get from me.