Closing In

Closing In Verse 1: Now let me directly, dive into the verse The way the games driven me, is like a curse Either you side with me, or get off of my turf You try to convince me to quit, time to converse I'm closing in on "The Beginning" mixtape Try to tell me I'm wack, cover you in a drape I plan to completely take my raps and reshape For the next album, bitch I won't give you a sneak taste Let me just say, It's going to be all about me But let me tell you this, the shit won't be three Songs short it'll be the regular twenty The intro and the outro and twenty tracks to release So far I have been the diamond in the dirt Ain't makin' it big or promotin' concerts Stayin' underground till I completely reassert Improving the raps I got so far, it won't hurt The way I've been rhyming lately I plan to make my raps much better, greatly No need to make the album sedately Like this one, debut mixtape tape, lazy The way my rhymes have improved the last little bit Have me looking at my old work and going, shit But I think I missed the mark on the hit It seemed a lot of the raps were missing the grit I didn't though, necessarily accomplish I am being completely honest I ain't makin' these raps go out the hardest I want this to be just a small market harvest The raps weren't in the lab for months A lot less then that, I made it quite dunce Rarely, well not even once I spent a month on one I felt extremely dumb from this once Chorus: We're-Closing-In Appear-Composing-Within We're-Closing-In Smear-Decomposing-Sins We're-Closing-In Endear-Deposing-Chagrins We're-Closing-In X5 Verse 2: Alright verse number two is up next These raps are makin' you perplexed They're just honestly, to complexed You just seem much to vexed Holy shit, enough with the unneeded stress Imma corner your ass, just like in chess Honestly I don't know now, my minds just so messed I feel like I am under a barrage but also blessed I can't wait to jump your ass, just like the playground brat I've been after that since I started to rap I click clack these rap facts, and wait to attack When I tap into the mind of Insanity, Imma slam your ass It's like my very own, alter ego He's not going to have "No Complex" Chino He has as much audacity as K-Rino Takin' these raps apart like a mini lego Insanity attacks these fake ass rappers with a passion Corner em quickly and give em' an ass paddling Send all of these assholes around like they grapplin' You'll need to remove pain, acetoxybenzoic acid, aspirin Closing in is the third last track I dare you to try to say this songs wack Best I have made for the last little bit Best put together, obviously no fucking question But a question I have been figuring on asking Is how all these assholes have been passing Off as dope rappers, when they tackling The embarrassing topics of the "ultimate" rapping But I have addressed that god damn topic Far to many damn times, myopic The talent in nearly fucking microscopic But onto the fact, I'm closing in, awesome