tec entry - kha-kharayo lyrics
constant b-tches who contestants who compensate/
for the cons of lacking vocab and the combination of actual sk!ll/
and the conquerors haki,i, not gonna be the sloppy seconds i come first like i’m johnny/
sins up in this b-tch i been penetrating a mental state/
by the way of pencil i pen these sentences down for snakes and swamis /
i’m exhibiting no inhibition, and yet i get pigeon holed/
up into the same position as you individuals,who give a sh-t about original flows?/
,folks and those who don’t get this sl!ck different vision of prose /
don’t you dare oppose this trip strip me of my composure but, /
compet-tion be aborigine if ima step in the ring if you don’t mind/
i go by the moniker of doctor pac and the whole lots in st-tches/
see b-tches dropping sh-t, infectious, spread from pop and crept in/
different segments of the music biz by the cred, /
modern trap at the bottom shot up hit rap in the head /
and hip hop is dead, intrepid i said it, people they sob and bled/
cus the rotten apples ain’t kept in check anymore they beg/
for someone who fresh and bears the fruit of bread, /
some wine until we alive and merry tho get rid of the fat excess /
except for those accepting poetry as all access/ who
study the roots origin of rap in true pursuit of wisdom /
shoot up the lessons that seem to stem from crude conditions/
plant the seeds of knowledge enrichen my hunger no christan/
just a mathematician cracking codes, adding in his own depositions /
until a fixed solutions reached ima consume/
the forbidden fruits intelligence,relish in overcoming/
the mental prison until the fruition of my inner /
tuition be self-intuition and wishful thinking, befitting my position, done /
it’s heavenly ascension son/
okay, you liars truly kissed em -ssess /
to get the best and optimum -ssessment by the m-sses /
such an -ssist by your orifices in p-ssive mode just take don’t/
give no sh-t opposed to the human centipede a pros capable of surp-ssing hoe/
tell me do you, notice this difference evoked /
between an alpha dog who mowing b-tches down/
and copy cats who more than too p-ssy to break the mold
hymens are left alone/
but the cl-t gets a l!cking tho, what a tease oh/
please an -rg-sm don’t, uhm, c-m again i be c-cky this kemosabe/
gon stick it to the stiffest of moldy nasty -ssh0l-s/
who lacking brazilian wax and the whole hairy situation be sad /
as my status growth, sulphuric acid i spit from flaccid/
p-n-s. i mean it’s soft spoken p-ss poetry i chose over seamless prose /
an ingenious billie genie/
that cut from jackson cloth who stuck fulfilling your wishes for more iconic flows/
but knowing the mortgage you get for life is a horrid loan /
how can i afford to fork my path and not be on forbes list/
doors that i missed before and i wish to score be dropping the core hits i/
cannot be a poor mister that wishing for consolance/
some soul thats solely in lowness not showing bliss /
and no charisma, abysmal and broke, inflicted with stiffness /
rigamortis! so if i forfeit i’ll turn into a s-d-stic misfit /
a narcissistic pessimist who insist on being p-ssed and twisted/
yes, i guess for you the gl-ss half filled with milk and biscuits,/ all that i sees a liquid that’s full of p-ss cus this sh-ts infected! /
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