Yo,i drop bombs against the mass, never settle for second class, straight ghetto,gun metal, fly face,stelletos, curves so superb,undescribable verbs, occur when i transfer the poetics, mixed with the genetics, and collect this, this young blitz,spits fire,no need for oven mitts, and clips insert when i drop,its a desert, a trifle to ya ears, spit that fear, listen real clear, when i drop,ya ear drums pop, see how the police start using glocks, promoting gun violence coz i broke the silence.
Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az
I like the personal power style of this piece. Don't know if I'd trust the "no oven mitts" part -got burn last week, literally, so don't remind me please. Solid flow and mizing in the words and rhymes, so keep on keeping on doing what ypi dp with words. bless
"undescribable verbs, >occur when i transfer the poetics, >mixed with the genetics, >and collect this, >this young blitz,spits fire,no need for oven mitts, >and clips insert when i drop,its a desSert"