Poetic Death

Spitting that sick shit, I'm past vomit Promise when I speak my metaphors sound like gun violence Violence on my street, no cops involved, just evolvers of helicopters And news reporters who borders the truth and report disorder The ? scorchin, scorching the power of flower flame The fluent influential flute that's overpowering my reign That's my raindrops, you just hoping my reign stops The takeover And I'm just trying to win dough to make the pain stop Writing down these lyrical demons until my brain pop Popping at you pop core rappers until your butter stop You better stop, shooting the uzi will make you lean and rock Wrong place, shoot you in the pelvis Mr. Cheddar Bob Looking in the mirror and I'm seeing a reflection Of many people that died who's beautiful souls in heaven That's caused by the Mac-11, 11 shots to your back in the back of the 'Lac Your homie shot you, homies ain't homies, watch 'em When I rap It's gotta be something serious Punchlines leave you out in the days like you're delirious Delinquent, all these rap artists are my semen Bouta ejaculate and bust a nut just for the grieving The fakeness of the rap game, I seen it before 5 steps ahead like I seen it before You thirsty niggas need to swim to shore Not even submarines can travel deep enough to find my lyrics, I'm sure I write in my casa 'til life's sweet, Piñata My voice will reach over millions if God's giving an honor I honor Heavenly Father, The Father of the Disciples If homies turn into rivals, your rivals turn into rifles The rifles blast at your Bible, was killing all your beliefs The belief that the Lord is good becomes vanished in these streets I just vanished within the beat, turned the homie just got a piece So he lit it up, pass around like Kim Kardashian's "P" The prosperity of the "P' put these niggas in agony Agony is frustrating me, so I take it out on this beat 'Til the beat is completely beat Like a million shots to a cheek or a million shots to the knee Leave you handicapped in the streets Scream and hollering "No Police" Cause you black and it's killing me that my people are suffering from the violence within the streets I'm the voice of the younger teens for the vocals cannot breath I'm the breath of stability when my voice go on these beats