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M. Yesekaon

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This the latest dispatch, word playa knick knacks
Give a bitch a bone cos she drooling over syntax
Ask the DJ spin back, to really feel the impact
Bring that secret source, cos I'm dripping like a Big Mac

Without me the mix is lacking the Marsala
Sent down generations since Afrika Bombata
Boom bap is now alternative which makes this shit harder
But I love a challenge, serving aces as a starter

Defamation nation, pigs rolling in the station
Mud grabbers, sheep are here in their flocks, it's an invasion
Outstanding in the field, round of a applause and ovation
But you out on the streets, I'm screaming

(F*ck the Coronation)

F*ck the king, harbour paedophiles, people traffickers
Since time in memorial, musket classed the calibre
Argued that the past gone, they're not the same animals
Institution inbred, big brothers face inanimate

Stiff upper lip, excuse me when I dip
F*ck the Tories and Labour too, I'm shooting from the hip
Unless you got down with the spice-heads on the strip
I'm Voldemorting this shit with the fire and goblets

Only JK, you shouldn't mention Rowling no more
Because she problematic, a fanatic, that's a closed door
And the trans community says she's a transphobe whore
So I see what goes viral, see what got the most spores

(This is the latest dispatch just received...)

(who else? ah yeh, I got it)

Men are locked inside their head, they fucking incels
An oxymoron falling for the talk of boring intel
Faux pas me, it's easy writing from computers in cults
I guess I'll take it, know they en route with all the insults

Direct it at me, you can't at what I've trodden on
Ad hominem, I followed on with arguments, are you dumb full on?
To comprehend the speech, free speak, I said it friend
Did I stutter with embellishment, lost in an impediment?

What's good kid? yeh I'm bouncing through the ville
Left the city in the van, not planned, it's all chill
Never been freer than the free I came to feel
Taking time, cos they putting up the price of meal deals

Renting eats my money, treat me like a preview
I been waved to act unphazed, walking about the Sea views
Modern galleries, that skater boy towering, he knew
The way hopscotched existence, blissfully till ceased to

Feel the sun until then, we fly along fronts
I ain't been London, in while, tall tales spun
But the sea breeze feels good up in my lungs
And I'mma grab a drink from here or the next tavern

I take it you're gonna take in any way you want
And I'mma ex machina with stamina the feeling that I'm on
Really elongate the way the sun on skin is
How outside exists, kissed the mud before it rinses

This the latest dispatch sent from the rock
I know all about the trolls, you can call me Kristoff
See what really upsets the easily pissed off
Sorry, I got two words

Get fucked

(This is the latest dispatch)

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