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I swallowed my pencil so now I’m spitting lead,

Tend to make lyrics bend with a rigid pen,

Make the felt-tip drill his head,

Head-split; mimic death,

Leave his whole image red,

Keep the Alphabet spinning like I’m ‘flipping F’d’...That’s abbreviated,

Because I’m the best at being amazing,

You lot are Uber Novice,

I’m nothing more than Super-Sonic; Bruiser-Comet flows will spew like vomit,

Holding that glistening verb; scribbling verse,

This Lyrical Nerd will leave criminals murked,

Lyrics will slash as syllables burn,

I’ll make a man effervescence; I’ve just spat an epidemic,

Now tell me who's Sicker with words?

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Allow me to reaffirm who's sick with words

I don't have to speak directly to these squirts to make their feelings hurt

Euthanize these mimes with dope rhymes

How can i be ahead of my time when i havent reached my prime?

Sick lines run through these veins of mine like i suffer from Lyme

So I can relate to the thoughts that run through Musa's mind

I astound, I dont need practice, I've mastered sound

Its undeniable whose the winner in each of my bouts

Cause I know I cant lose without getting screwed like Manny Pacquiao

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Is boasting a theme of rap cyphers, serious question. I don't know why they make me cringe, lol. @Sky I liked your other morose one better, I think it was deep, :P

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Is boasting a theme of rap cyphers, serious question. I don't know why they make me cringe, lol. @Sky I liked your other morose one better, I think it was deep, :P

 

Yup, it definitely is ahah

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When your love feels small

Tainted with life

Building walls of steel

No warmth to heal

Each chain becomes real

A swirling mass of ignorance

A silent moment broken

With the cry of the tyrant

Roaring inside

When little is the only option

Astringent sweet agony of

The lost voice.

The lost child.

Craving to break barriers

That is non-existent

Yet the mind see’s

The future

That is yet to be built

Not with the hands

But with action undefeated

Mistreated…

Defenceless when protected

A fragile innocence undiscovered

Waiting to be recovered…

When your love feels small…

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I swallowed my pencil so now I’m spitting lead,

Tend to make lyrics bend with a rigid pen,

Make the felt-tip drill his head,

Head-split; mimic death,

Leave his whole image red,

Keep the Alphabet spinning like I’m ‘flipping F’d’...That’s abbreviated,

Because I’m the best at being amazing,

You lot are Uber Novice,

I’m nothing more than Super-Sonic; Bruiser-Comet flows will spew like vomit,

Holding that glistening verb; scribbling verse,

This Lyrical Nerd will leave criminals murked,

Lyrics will slash as syllables burn,

I’ll make a man effervescence; I’ve just spat an epidemic,

Now tell me who's Sicker with words?

 

"Jheez. Mmm talkin the hardest.". :snicker:

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A moments Connection

A trivial recollection

A minds imagination

A Soul lost in fascination

A new manifestation

A hope in no devastation

A heart in love, only Procrastination

A whisper of confession

A innocence…waiting….hoping….

You will see through the Imperfections

 

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