Thursday, February 19, 2015

New Freestyle

Check it out and let me know what you think!
 

And I'm unnervin' em. Hurtin em, how I'm servin em
Have the most heinous murderer lookin like Hamburglar
Lyrically, I'm a surgeon and spherically's how I circle em
Here at least I'm a third of what Siri would need to turn to us
Fantastic. I'm leadin a mass havoc. They wheezin like asthmatics
In need of a gas mask while I'm feedin em black ash
And I'm eatin they last apple
They oughta fear the wave like a sandcastle
I'm a street sweeper. Just ya neighborhood heat keeper
Disregard the weak, my YEET's ether
I produce power. Could illuminate the East beaches
Keep em lit for 92 hours
Guarantee I'm gonna hit em where the sun don't shine.
A lotta rappers now aint got no shine. That's why they pole climb
Live underground or be DEAD on the radio
A buncha corpses pushin Porsches. Spendin fortunes, yeah
It's quite ironic how we covet the lives of the lifeless, listless
I'm treating the game like Michael's mistress
She's not my lover and the kid, he's not my son. I aint the one
Not the two. Knock ya trunk. Like Badu "Mama's Gun"
Ground melts when I run cuz I'm the son of the Sun
You wanna catch me? Betta pick ya feet up.
You'll have a hard time tryna keep up.