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1 train/Asap Rocky

BLISS

Effortless effort choose to rap like I live in a dessert. Disconnected a dilemma, avoiding humanity. Runn'in
My mouth in humidity dampness as the wind blasts the cactus, keeps its stance. Feelin nothing but insanity, checking my heart I thought tactically. Meaningless mind with a decent capacity, deep loyalty that busts drastically.
Glide alone thinking confused,breathing  with an oozed fuse. Provide a stranger who fills air, hearing me thinking I gotta have rhymes to spare. 
Specs of rare love in the air, oxygen that could flare. Tears. Optimism that was once there gone, dreaming inside rough octagons. 



Caged in emptiness, still here I guess. Got to figure things out, thinking about how kangaroos still hop with developing babies in there pouch. Pouttin and  overloaded with pride, coated with eyes that attack her
Mind. Forgetting everything to kill a mic. Entering a   of being in full flight. Walkin through cages coming out of sad craziness. Walkin on stages at this stage brains cant take this! Fans going ape shit makin them look robotic and wasted. My only friend my shadow tasting a crowd that has the nature to battle. 

Hearin me ramble, predictable now like a riddle. Rippin raps but I just wanna make you giggle.

Rap Desert/M.r Green

 Every breath of existence all the sudden a grind the hope of a child with no eyes. The rapping skills of a ghost with no lines. Supposed to grow kind, too broken to find time. Inactivated until he writes rhymes, resting to strike. Lost all feel of life, number and rhyming thicker than MT Everest at night. Inventing nothing, dissolving gradually, seeing ghosts as i stride through my town casually. Can he grab the Mic? Shivering lazy so furious I'm devoted to show i'm crazy. Hypothetical king at rapping was scribbling as baby, displayed his dominance as metaphor for gravy and the freestyle circle squeezing there hands, slurring he's popping this. Hat that attaches to him the magician he has in him. Went from waiting patiently to inevitably looking at this concept change me. Makes me go off. Alone with these patterns, blasting a bastard,. When am i gonna stop? Shut up you saw me and flopped. Laying back thinking your something and I'm not. Enough for my heart drop drawn in clocks that start and eventually pop. Air turns to fog when my eyes in the slot. You forgot me a lot. Scattering in a dream, the voice is wobbly and clean. Feeling parts of  her arms, smelling the charms. Writs swerving around my palms. Blood dripping off my knuckles, suffocating cuddles, sit up and she's looking faint and puzzled. 

Ghost with no lines/DJ Premier

Andy Roddicks hat, crocodiles fat, serves fast, percsise and flat., backhand forget that. I clap shortly after his wrist snap. Nerves hit when his facts pop up, before it gets serious he's blowing up. His shirt needs air when things are tough, my stash is rough, minds corrupt. Staying addicted to stuff, craving to be feeling enough, fearing the pain of long days, awaiting my grave. Bury me with the ability to put a mic in Big L's face. On a porch with Wu tang, Important amongst their slang, spitting to keep the heart safe. Wooden boards peaking with rap fame the greatest credential to add to my name keep rappin don't explain how your brains strange, feeling pure rage, middle of my verse my heart raced moist floors, towels around the neck, neglect, taking my life off my chest. Full threshold of joy moving the beat like a WWE toy. Moving my life like a life decision, spiralling down freeways on a mission. Minutes away from where's it's packed, the rap fanatics waiting with heads down, chilling in front of the building with Wu Tang flowing loud. 

1 train/Asap Rocky

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