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Mr. J
09-23-2015, 12:04 AM
this is a compost heap, am I on those streets...
twisted in a rhythm as I continue onward, down, I'm beat.
I'm a renaissance man burning in my chariot
with my thoughts on blast, my determination will bury it..
carry it to heights that only a giraffe can grasp
back to back, soldiers rode out in golden Cadillac's
a swift snap to the chin a the pace a camera claps
I'm getting heated by the rain and the scene after that
play like mice on that drum roll with the rat a ta...
this is dedicated to the change that I gambled back
this is big bills, dice rolled, fuck yo' hotels where the mansions at?
I'm a cross breed, demons lost seed, longliving kamikaze
look now the buddah got me when living in the hot seat
carbon copied declaration living in wonder & mild concentration
modernized sensations wrapped in complicated condensation?
the fuck is that...I don't know but this is pretty weird huh
well since I'm a little cheered up, let me get an AOWL verse geared up...

Maximus
09-24-2015, 02:59 AM
Shit was dope, my only issue with this is that it was short lol. I was just enjoying the flow and all before I suddenly reached the last line.. Cool ish bro

Frank
09-24-2015, 05:26 PM
Squiggly

Mr. J
09-24-2015, 10:58 PM
What's frosty breh

Pharaohs Army
09-26-2015, 04:02 AM
writers