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Desire Starter, Fire & Water
Covert layers dispersed in verse
Overt behavior because consistency asserts
I just do whatever's true in mind
I don't got time to rehearse!
I spit through blue crimes
Rue all the times I was unheard
Learned to own up to faith
Despite the cojones to face
The Cosmos might not have my place!
Philo-velocity gunning English
Stunning when I wing shit
Fun swinging by the tongue tip
This cunning linguist lunges and twists
First layer of that caper was about
The silver saber in my mouth
The razor clout, the only way out
I was never done blasting and I didn't go into hiding
Just got past things and a bunch of deciding
Reconfigure my steeze
The original velvet glove and iron palm
So I'll give you dap to break your arm
Flow to live, and rap a yarn
Glib to shiv and snap to fire charm
Before I could drop blitz with purpose
I'd pop shit and curse flits
Get stopped and told my words were worthless
Knew from top my whirled fits made curs nervous
Flew to rock pearls, making my work fit
Blue as Spock trying to talk to girls-
Hence my nerd bliss!
But I was always true and chalked those hurdles,
Never dismissed.
So all day through I mocked the world,
Aspiring towards higher levels of gist
Firing off with the Devil's Kiss!
Iron wrought, I never miss!
Overt behavior because consistency asserts
I just do whatever's true in mind
I don't got time to rehearse!
I spit through blue crimes
Rue all the times I was unheard
Learned to own up to faith
Despite the cojones to face
The Cosmos might not have my place!
Philo-velocity gunning English
Stunning when I wing shit
Fun swinging by the tongue tip
This cunning linguist lunges and twists
First layer of that caper was about
The silver saber in my mouth
The razor clout, the only way out
I was never done blasting and I didn't go into hiding
Just got past things and a bunch of deciding
Reconfigure my steeze
The original velvet glove and iron palm
So I'll give you dap to break your arm
Flow to live, and rap a yarn
Glib to shiv and snap to fire charm
Before I could drop blitz with purpose
I'd pop shit and curse flits
Get stopped and told my words were worthless
Knew from top my whirled fits made curs nervous
Flew to rock pearls, making my work fit
Blue as Spock trying to talk to girls-
Hence my nerd bliss!
But I was always true and chalked those hurdles,
Never dismissed.
So all day through I mocked the world,
Aspiring towards higher levels of gist
Firing off with the Devil's Kiss!
Iron wrought, I never miss!
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