Introverse/Extraverse
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Take 1 This is the 5th take? Aight nvm F*ck yo turf, f*ck your dirt I piss the earth on which you rot F*ck the work, struck a nerve And for the worth, it’s what you not F*ck the thoughts you use to plot Wish you would, I chop ya block You’d be cursing this much too If it’s a fucking quirk you got Hi there this is Syb Im looking for entitlement I Lie to you, recycle it I guess thats what, a title gets May shoot my shot than shoot a rifle I should be a nihilist I don’t smile, I don’t dial I jus watch the violence Trying to stay on track Like what’s my locomotive What’s the lens, what’s the focus? Should this be, a lil more potent? I guess the pen, will have to see But till then, I wont need to show this If I wrote it, it’ll be molten It’ll be a victim of corrosion Even if I jot notes to the side With some marks to color code it I got heart, some don’t know it Kinda hard, if you don’t show it Won’t believe me If I told it Left these pages In a folder Guess if I don’t make it to the end I’ll leave this folder open But for now, you riding waves I study wavelengths Away from it all I kept my business on a vacay Martyr me but pardon me Don’t fucking need no saving Pass the weed right onto me I guess that’s why I’m craving (Taco Bell?) Ain’t no way That you can tame me With my Face deteriorating I can see the Complexion fade I can feel the textures Change We can work it out tomorrow But my bars ain’t lazy The lurkers came to startle But my brains been acting wavy Shit, jus half the shit I spit Is what you swallow Don’t think too much Jus had to shake you up like it’s vibrato So I take that HK-47 Give em a AK-47 Blast the meat bag Jus to off their 1 percentage Don’t care if you think I Meant it Most y’all won’t get That reference Most y’all Wanna be me But y’all should Leave me be, I’m venting Learn my words, spit my verse Serve you last, jus dessert Firmly grasp, stirred up cup Give no fucks from dawn till dusk F*ck your work, earn my perks F*ck your pot, I got a lot F*ck my life, I love to curse Yea that’s my quirk you MOTHERFUC (Yea) You got me smoking Like I’m chosen like I study abroad (Oh) I ain’t study paper Cuz my face be studying broads (Oh) Think he got some balls on him Like technician, no drawls It’d been a minute since I seen em tear it up, no bawl (Oh) Out with the boys You bowl of cereal (Flake) You ain’t got role material Victim of vestigial Get rashida, scar Jo Rap Ford, carpool Singing raspy raps While we on the track That’s what we rap for Insult my lust Now I’m petty You bit my tongue When you felt me You bust my nuts When you jelly I smoke the drugs And I’m healthy Cuz when I float You won’t come near me When I joke I hope you hear me When I go You’ll hope you met me When I blow I hope u ready
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