NiceWithThePen

So to make up my mind? I won't add to that mundane ritual... That 6 second clip obsession from most individuals spending their time on world star, posting up comments... And not doing shit with their lives, but promoting the nonsense I can scope my subconscious... right down to the soul underneath and deliver crushing blows to those that jumble their speech But I'm not about that... I'd rather just, open up the mouse trap Let em' scurry off to get eaten up by the house cat. I wanna rap until the curtain call is purposeful... I want my omnipresence to flirt the room when the verse resumes... I get that high when I rap to fly and attack my mind's a trap of Jigsaw puzzles that configure rhymes right off the bat Yeah, Louisville Slugger... figure it's a rapping phase.. Until you're swinging wildly inside of my mental batting cage... Agnostic, the rap prophet. Followed religion, then backed off it. From the black market preachers teaching outs...

Huh? What are you laughing at? This is "Acid Rap". And they don't got a "Chance" at that... I have plans to stack more lyrics on a piece of paper. Pinnochio meets Carlo Collodi - come and meet your maker. You look inside of my repertoire? it's a deepened crater... But asking me f'real? I'm a say "it's something you'll sleep in later" If you live through your memories, then that's a short stop... The road's paved with gold from my stories - this is Fort Knox. I'm off of the rack - no support locks. Four blocks, from Edmonton, to Bramalea to Brampton to the Future like Wayne & Drake, from date to date. This is my demo, so play the tape. You like it or not, my thoughts always lay awake. I'm rinsing in the pools of the Monkey's; I am a Bathing Ape... Fleeting over tracks in one direction, like a train escape. You knocking the boots? I'm swift in mine... around the clock, like the ticking ...