12/12/15 Freestyle

[Verse]

Gotta watch, pop my top like a canned coke

What this man wrote, if it's braille, make a hand smoke

My lips rake them over coals when I spit praise

As I risk take, stick stakes in their ribcage

Just in case they're bloodsuckers

None other makes the dumb stutters and open like umbrellas

Some sputter...and screech to a halt

They break down, pressure low, seeking a pulse

Doorknob dead, warning to get off my ledge

Words is a furnace that's corn cob fed

Probably won't understand, until I've done them in

I missed this..hug the pen cause it's fun again

My bars speak to hardcore noire freak

I'm just a warrior, polishing his sword shealth

Kick a flow until floor seeps

The poor sheep, they're all raw meat, small beast, I'm off leash

No surprise, my mind's eye like the open skies

Throw a fit like a clothing drive

Clean sweep like Cobra Kai, I should've broke his thigh

The flow and I have a Bond like Golden-eye

So deprived of the dope that I've spoken, right?

Ovveride any code that these jokers tried

They're like Eville's too ignorant save us

My light is transmitted by a filament of anger

Hooded, a little stranger, could've been a strangler

Zilla, So Au, and Dilla is the greatest....later

[Outro]

And I could've bagged the hostess