you are dimwitted you are a kid no shit sig
you cant even keep up with the bars i spit
i draw the line
you fall behind
you are the kind
to take on an elite with a starter kit
and land face first when you fall in shit
a tko the referee done called the shit
you sittin pretty like a lady but im ballin big
you wishin that you could spit my writs
but you illiterate
you would figure that
any idiot
or kid could spit
witty siggy you too simplistic
i might as well be battlin
freddy durst of limp bizkit
you cant fuck up anybody
with your limp dick bitch
lets end this shit
cause imma win this shit
masculine vs feminine
and you the women sig
im like a gremlin
with venom and cinnamon
drop it down your throat
and watch you choke
and poke your bloated corpse
and start gigglin

Siggy Round 2

i hope youre a good marksman cause your hand to hand is shit
practice tossin out some punches, you haven’t landed a hit
you couldnt damage a kitten you couldnt handle a written
set you up a metronome bet you couldnt manage to spit it
my vocab is excellent just cause i stick with excrement
in my descriptions of your verse i couldnt keep the word separate
and i dont need no credit kid the bread i get is sliced and made to sandwiches
im broke and brandish it you should know better kid
youre spell check by the way doesnt catch all of youre mistakes
your a baby in this game i think infantacide is great
arent you a little young to think about me masturbating
beef up your first grade english skills focus on graduating
and dont worry bout impressions im not here to impress you
especially since you still have to let your mom dress you
youre so stupid i dont really even see why she kept you
your verse is like an infant born of incest with a cess pool   


Siggy Round 3

Black Girls Like Me

Above The Graves

I Fucking Sang2 - 10:8:15, 10.11 PM

I feel like happiness doesn’t know where to find me
Gotta move forward im leaving my past behind me
Doesn’t matter when cause ive always been bad at timing
I might be bad but I know that theres good inside me
Feel like my life is an obstacle here to try me
My feet are moving as soon as I hear the sirens
Them black and whites are attacking my peaceful life and nirvana
I know I gotta get it together but I don’t wanna
Erratically eradicating a rat im dating
Cant continue being in a relationship that im faking
I don’t know where im moving just know I gotta move forward
I cant keep on living this life if I cant afford it
Music's my baby I know I'll never abort it
I burden beats with my lyrics I know they can support em
Still smoking herb I been sipping on some imported
My head can only be clear when my vision's distorted
It's been too damn long and im still trying to get out
Of this sinkhole im in called life
And this gravity is too damn strong
And I got no doubts that I'll be here til the end of my life

I said fuck it imma just be doing my thing
Even if my whole life gets ruined by rain
I'll just stand up and scream til im blue in the face
And give my dark clouds one in the chest and two in the brain

I feel like snakes are conspiring to surround me
Standing in the fire and that’s where the darkness found me
Lost in the silence I hear that my heart is pounding
With visions of my relationships falling apart around me
My friends have vanished alone with my bleeding wounds
I feel entombed blacking out when im breathing fumes
I cant forget the future and cant remember the past
Cause I give into bad habits that tend to suspend my cash
December has passed even in april im on my ass
The moment to act when there is nothing holding me back
There's no going back forward is all I know so in fact
Emotions in tact all I can do is hope I don’t crack
I know that I'll never be holding a stack
I focus on that I wont be copacetic it's sad
I let it get bad let go and just let it just crash
So I go home and smoke a bowl and open a pack

Hatred is all I know

Cant be what you want

Destroy everything

Fuck the police

I want you to bleed

Everywhere

Bleeding into my words

Burn it all

Eternity in purgatory

Its pulling me down


Fuck this shit
Stand up and scream
Blood for blood


Serpents of darkness take me

The endless sound of hopelessness

Death takes us all

Everything dissipates

Time destroys all things

Break away the chains

I hate myself

Never stop killing



Fuck It (Blood for Blood version)

Get Up In That Wormhole

Sun shining got a full sack
Thinkin this a good day til the sky turns black
Now im cold snow sticking to my back
Fucking bike wont start I aint trippin this is wack
No money gotta eat that's easy
Snatch it from the grocery
Sure they wont see me
Now I gotta find a roof cause im sleepy
Gotta try to make it through the night without freezing
Porta potty that’s good start a fire
Light another bowl just to get a little higher
Fall asleep wake up to the cop knock
I was having good dreams why you gotta cock block
I'll leave when the snow starts melting
Snatch a couple candy bars sell em at the shelter
Gotta get it how I can cause im fucking broke
Even if I get my socks wet while I shovel snow
Sun burnt skin peelin lips chapped
I don’t give a fuck bout to get another batch
Herb edibles and dabs
Its easy to be homeless when your head is in the clouds

Gotta make it out of denver
If aprils this cold I cant imagine december
But I cant take my eyes off the women
City 1 of my trip it's just the beginnin

Uh im trying to follow my heart
But cant make money when my bike wont start
So I sleep in the park and just wait for the easy days
When im guaranteed to be staying at jesus saves
Or eastside shit I don’t mind its fine
Hit ready in the morning work five to nine
Get that check re-up and then find the time
To write some lines that shine when I rhyme sublime
Like early in the morning wake up on the street
Light me up a couple joints and then find some food to eat
I aint playing it’s a struggle but shit
Imma find a way to make it out of denver
And have money set aside for embers
Remember its just the first city
I aint gonna stay even if the mountains are pretty

I gotta make it out of denver shit
I gotta make it out of denver


I've Got To Make It Out Of Denver

A fat phony fuck from the south that’s a jumbo laya
Cayenne sprinkled on the beats im eating spitting some mo faya
Dumbo flya than these motherfuckers when they gun don’t fire
They talk shit im meek that’s how I roll call me a humble tire
Creep styles unique on a beat when I flow hot
All I gotta do is spit a line to make the snow stop
Id have the cash to get my ass away if I aint smoke pot
My mouths so fucking dirty that my breath smell like a old twat
Cant wait to get away cant wait to get away
Step outside its snowing I guess I aint doing shit today
Looking for someone who has shit to give away
On my own its serious cause I aint got no time for games that women play
Cant sleep im wet and cold
Got some ends just let me know
I do anything that isnt sexual to make a mess of dough
That’s my message yo written in this hellish flow
I really aint got shit so what you jealous fo

Get out your bible
This a fucking revival
Im headed west like I was fival
Running from the 5-0
They wanna know where I get my dough
Bitch I pray and pull it out the bible
This is a revival

To my death is where im headed
Watch my body dying every second
Lying in my message
Like I am such a blessing
More like im a failure of a reverend
Either preaching or beggin
Hunger pains are making my head spin
Dude bought me a burger so I blessed him
Then I flashed my weapon
Jacked him and taught him a lesson
To keep his ass up out my section
My block and youre a guest in
Know there aint no guessin
Look god in the eye before you deck him
Cold flow hot beat im tepid
While I imagine mary naked
My thoughts arent as nasty as my breath is


Revival

Listening to big l
Puffing a big l
So much fire and smoke youd think this is hell
I cross over to the other side to gather intel
The truth is nothing matters but something about that don’t sit well
The streets are cold at night
Snowy skies will hold me tight
But I escape like dolemite when I hold the mic
You know that’s right
But seems like everything I do is wrong
At open mics they boo my song
But so what I be moving on
Don’t like the way I look but fuck I do that shit on purpose
Like every evil thought I have I bring it to the surface
Going to church just doesn’t work
Cant make it through the service
If your god is truly in control why does he choose to hurt us
And who aint nervous when they hungry but aint got no money
You throw rocks at us and laugh but man that shit aint funny

My lifes an open book
Over my shoulder look
The devil knows a crook
I let my soul get over took
But I inhaled the flames of hell and I broke out
Its no doubt you know now
Why all my songs are overcooked

Gotta get my cake up
But snow means the days fucked
So I get a pint and just wait until I wake up
Feeling worse than a break up
With a fake slut in clown face make up
Say what cant understand chickens when they cluck
And it stayed tucked
Man what was tucked
My blade was
Until I stuck it to this dudes back and jacked his paper
To pay for some green cause my nervous systems jacked up
Adrenalines back up I feel like I could lift a tractor
The truth is there is no happily ever after
You actually shouldn’t ask what the crap are you feeling bad for
Im practically in a bad funk attacking beats like a badger
And talk about life and death with the gravity of a pastor


Open Book

Rapper from Baton Rouge Louisiana, on a cross country trip to find inspiration and a home.

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