BUILDING BLUEPRINT

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100 Syllable Round

Bitch please, why be difficult now?
You've already been pinned to the ground, and filled with hundred syllable rounds
We still getting it down, influence getting around
Find my enemy's house, burn that bitch to the ground
My purpose is to be found, not yet discovered
Do I wanna be a drug addict like my mother?
Or do it like my dad and be a grandma mugger?
Dark forces all around me, mingling with eachother
Lyrical picture boy, I turn pens and pencils to gunners
So intimidating, turned established men into runners
The establishments hide for cover, they hate to see us as equals
Making lies and defamating, pictures painted see us as evil
See us eat you alive and use your skin as a tissue,
Then jab I microphone through your jaw so I can diss you
Even my mom dissed you, she said something about you being a blonde bitch too!
Bitch you're a non issue, why don't you re enact Stan and jump off of a bridge too?
I miss you, I'm writing daily, but you don't answer
It seems to be there seems to be ghosts in your manor
On account of skeletons in your closet you jam in
Just admit it, let the truth speak
You couldn't make a verse in 14 days, you're [too weak](two weeks)

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