shaven minds shaken not stir verbage when you wordsmith the curbage
eat emcees like rabbits eat cabbage
i come with a thousand eyes restrict
and kick that shit that lyricists enjoy
shaven minds shaken not stir verbage when you wordsmith the curbage
eat emcees like rabbits eat cabbage
i come with a thousand eyes restrict
and kick that shit that lyricists enjoy
When I spit its a joyful event, heaven sent.
Eat emcees that's decadent.
If hip hop is the building I'm here to collect ya rent.
SkamPoe at instagram @kinghippoe
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evicted kicking it hardcore, i'm horror's coronation crowning correspondent mentally independent destroying buildings, cities and countries like godzilla or another kaiju
crease ya feast, beast mode sheesh man get a roam butchering bodies with karate chops multiple props gimme the clocks in time i will rock the scene like an earthquake
Know the ledge, knowledge born since my birth
Teaching topical that can be visualize without cha optics
If you just listen, use literature as a portal to the optimism
We gotta be each one, teach one
Not doubt one, scorn one
Im rawness like pig corpses, dig often, crates, I spit, Im coughin, wait...
zip off this.. place called earth, misfortune hits my foes walkin, talkin shit..
i'm like a walking, talking shit -- about as awkward as it gets
but when i put my mind to work, you'll find what lurks in is sharpened wit
i strive to remain perceptive; and, at times, i will change perspective
realign -- and, like a needle's eye, stay on threads displaying my main objective
yo..
ppls minds are selective, the rejection they endure is pure bred w/lesson..
fire makes gold to perfection, check this, next is the text whiz, WUCORP my best fit..
niggaz have no recollection.. of how many cyphers I made into a weapon..
1/2 the cats is rock n roll like Geffen, whos parent used to be Decca,
Im down w/the Mecca, sound weird at first, what the fuck you expect son?
no record deal, yes, sex appeal. No rest, flows addressed, you chill, I can close, see you next, until.
If these flavorless rappers leave you wrapped looking like a cash machine
Then you’re an ashtray waiting for the cig to put out
Have you in stitches thinking you’re doing coke,
when you forgot to pay your rent bill
access monoliths leave you in the dust
spitting is my game, all’s I need is verse or too
I was in a whip driven by ma Malaysian chick when this wasted prick grazed the shit my dame even gave him stick
a captain capping causing casualties
have cats seated like this was pretrial
penal assault and battery
catching flows like colds spit on police academy
My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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