Freestyle

what ya gonna say when we trip into a different reality , where the clout can be really mean, can't help it, its all part of the shit, I dealt with, try to not be the rip, in fabric space , save some mother fuckin face, n try to have a taste, of serenity, no gravity, I feel thier faces a part of me, I just want reality, to take no time, I wanna hit the finish line , before I end these lines, even though I shys from getting the dopest rhymes, I realize I never have to trys, to bring the miss disguise, why , well , I'm not like the other guys, bring the pliers with hard ply's, as I surprise everyone who dares cross me, I come with lyrical ferocity, dont shake my tree, no ends you will see, move to quickly for you, as I broaden my roads, cut loose many loads, as they can weigh you down, just have to cut em loose or you may drown, I just have to break it down, With the sonic sound, yeah from abound, rock these fuckin sounds, As I blow the clouds, proud I fuckin joined the clouts , as tight brothers we crowds on working with each other in that team, we got the best teeth to bite, do you feel our might we bring the light with supa human jedi sight, And then, ....if I bring it all with all my force, of course I must endure the recourse, of, not ever being the same, I got the chillest rain, you can never abstain from these twists to blamed, on me, for always starting all the fires, enthusiasm burns with such desire, that I can't contain myself, but maybe you need to know that I'm not shelved, but I do promise my boy gonna shout, cause we represent the Clout, drunk bars...ha!