Sum of my verses I wrote I need to record

Life production with a slight injunction, swimming freestyle muddy waters Nikes all sunk in/
Walking miles I’m accustomed, camel back the dunes, you thought but it wasn’t that my raps are construed/4
Perhaps all the news got you dampered , the ship won’t sail if it’s CNN anchored, what’s the answer/
Cut out that cancer…leave that b***h, the TV grip make beliefs that stick/8
Who needs that s**t their feed makes sick,
Strange fruit on a tree with no seeds and no pits/
The lotus flower deadly and the hour is now ready, sharpen up ya flint stones like Barney and Betty/12
Resurrect the Dinosaurs, we need em for the final war, a kid with a mic and spray can was the sign I saw/
Divide em with a line across , gotta keep ‘em separated, now we in the holocaust gassing up from entertainment/16



Tell a vision tell a spy what the hell am I, get ya medicine supply at Best Buy to get you high/
Read a book or blog or at Least write a log, cuz ya life has been robbed by the televised mob/4
I’d rather just chill out …off the screen d**k out, if I have to lean than it’s solar beams drift out/
The zig zag zig route, you know what’s the kids bout, I shake em off fast or I might catch the big house/8
Yo a** won’t last if you talk with a big mouth, yo a** might crash if you have to have to always have to live doubts/
The news media is criteria…, I ain’t their pets , my tiger don’t purr and my cougar don’t sweat/
Rising occurs when it’s all in together , striking the curb like skate board wheels/ I don’t take that deal , I chase what’s real , black paint my nails and break that seal/


Tomblr Day dreamer

Can’t get high off a drugs anymore and these girls I ignore, feeling null in my core/
…yo there’s a world to explore, but it’s dull when you poor my skull mulls why I paused/
No reason for the cause it should be season for my tours, without them heaving for my push, then my all my CDs have to bush/
Not appeasing for the look , I’m underground not the mainstream sound….the inbreed crooks/
I’m a thief that took the high end merchandise, for a one third price, cheese crumbs here’s mice/
I’m buried under plots desolate land desperate man no profession in hand I just began/
……………another plan, it is what it is slice my wrist or a bridge/
Appetite not to live, suicide twice did , so don’t cry for the kid, it’s channel live off the grid/

Expectations Robert Glasper

Nobody beats the K

Living life with a minute time….stigmatized on their picket signs/
Didn’t catch me on the fishing lines ..I’m way to nasty so I spit slime , go head/4
It’s a code red in my avenue , best route to ex out so I gotta cancel fools/
Don’t expose too much what a man will do, keep in touch with the war bucks that hand a few/8
Peep the game with an open eye and don’t get lost in the sauce when it’s going by use the force/
Many people on the porch don’t jump off, get a rocket then blast off to ya sun spot/12
……..get dumb hot, on the 3rd rock with the seeds so the birds flock/
These streets don’t curb stop , it’s holograms soul of man moving thru no man’s land/



Kaytandra Nobody beats the Kay

Perfect Pitch

Sitting back looking back….the crooked acts, nothings changed but the dames and the similac/
Ain’t it strange how they missing facts no leads, im sniffing black with Co D’s no trails for the police/
Inhale till my nose bleeds …but I’m centered, know me I’m a OG pitching like a Tenor/
Ginger in the blender, my juice be the freshest, cut loose all the stresses, move to newest addresses/
Where I am who can guess it…..outta space, stuck in place but I left it…..without a trace/
…………..never early never late, I set the date don’t hesitate, and grab my coat step into fate/
Never know when I begin to break …but okay, the torture of the mind is the fortress where I stay/


Film Orchestra Alexander Wirth and Mono Massive

You lazy af, Diagrams. You should've tracked these s**ts ages ago

This is only 10% of my verses since last summer and I’m not recording s**t