The No Jumper Freestyle*

[Verse 1]

Alright, so I was like

I seem depressed, always being bothered, never less

Keeping me out of prison and putting me to the test

They ask me what is happiness, you write it on a check

Or you feel it on the sweat, when your dick is in the breast, huh

[Interlude]

Then I got one was like, was like, um

[Verse 2]

Rack credit, the nap of a sack nigga

Who blizzardous raps bigger than men of a pack

Brim to the top of the gat, bri-

Grippin' and bustin' up wack niggas who charter a plaque nigga

What are your choose? Simply irrelevant

Cynical evident pleas, wrestling evidence

Keys moving when definite

Soul goes for the president

Bleed red for the government

Tease, less there be settlement

Kettle's placed, right where ya brothers lay

Cold blizzard league, ghost entity, gold digger

Call minute of your friend an he caught swinging

Gaskin' me, your cash couldn't be stashed, fiddlin'

Dope soldier, of course totin the gat-

[Outro]

I-I forgot, I said some shit like that