Leisure 4 tha Mind

Look, anyone can stick two words together and rhyme, But you gotta have rhythm and you gotta have time, And plus you gotta have the guts to put it all on the line ......................... I don’t know tic tac toe so I rhyme with this with flow, so get back b4 i take yo Nick Nacs bro showin that i knows how to serve the perfect dose. so welcome to my show Measuring the rhymes like I’m pleasuring the lines, leisure for the minds like I’m lemon and I’m lime, 1st and 2nd personalities pushed to share realities, combi•ning com•bat &•come•backs as I in•com•pe•tent•ly rap, you’re ripping me now how wow it’s a banter attack, shyt but its gripping somehow as I pant and sound crap. rippin micz as i spit & rant until im in the ground beneath the surface I nap It’s another chicken dinner from MR. Trim Trimmer, not a rapper or a singer but, a mother loving winner. .................. Look, anyone can stick two words together and rhyme, or a hook But you gotta have rhy•thm and you gotta have time, And plus you got•ta have the guts to put it all on the line .................... And stand up *2 to the whole world though it might make you blind You gotta bleed out your heart, you gotta pour out your soul, ................. You gotta speak with every sin•gle syllable•syllable that you know, And there’s moments you’ll think that you’re apart from the rest, Still trying and dying, giving it• all of your best, Until you’re out-hustled, out-muscled, and you’re up to your neck, Until you’re thinking you should stop and maybe just give it a rest, But don’t give up yet, no this is only a test To dig•dig deep•down inside and until you out-rhyme the best.. ................ Look, anyone can stick two words together and rhyme, But you gotta have rhythm and you gotta have time, And plus you gotta have the guts to put it all on the line ...................... And stand up *2 to the whole world though it might make you blind You gotta bleed out your heart, you gotta pour out your soul, ......... You gotta write ‘til you’re sick, you gotta write like thee wills it, Gotta take all of your anger and all of your paper then put it to paper and spill it,•spill it You gotta gather your emotion like an ocean and let it go, so There’s no stopping my hustle and there’s no stopping my flow So imma get out there and show all the people that dissed me, And remind them of all the time that they’re all gonna miss me, When im up flying high and looking down to see All the haters wishing that they were me or beside em but can’t be So i gotta keep on going, holding onto this thing, and won’t dare let it go no matter how hard• it may seem, so i Just set it up in my mind and then i can do anything, Because it's all in your heart, now just follow your dream. ........... Look, anyone can stick two words together and rhyme, But you gotta have rhythm and you gotta have time, And plus you gotta have the guts to put it all on the line ...................... And stand up *2 to the whole world though it might make you blind You gotta bleed out your heart, you gotta pour out your soul, .........