Unfinished Mav track

 

Work well under pressure, clean off the dome schemes

When it comes to URLs, I’m binging every NOME stream

And Salice Rose's OnlyFans, she’s lez', I'll bring her back to the home teeeam !

My apologies, 2025 rez', now's not the time to break my growth dreams

This year I'm, without fear to rhyme interior zen

Keep peace stoicly, mend unhearin' what was said

Or, up the score and wreak fresher air in revenge

Pure primitive panacea, rub dirt up in the lesion

Montgomery Scott, rather you leave me here

I been playin' with my food, it's eatin' them alive

Seein' me thrive, on crude, I may feasibly survive

Enigmatically hued, you, can still feel me in the night

Elusive in enumerate energies unglued to ego's pride

Huggin' horizons on marked pockets worth a shrine

Hearin' heavy hearts hangin' a hundred feet beyond

Concrete jungle, bungled up in a tunnel of our minds

Subtle thunder, uncomfortably jumblin' words to find

To explain the sensation of anguish within my eyes

Of which, faintly laid on spectacles I'm able to design

And ditch, the view from here's beautiful in its sight

My niche is few and far between a natural high

Unhitched, two liars whom once sat in a double-wide

Flinch a fist, and get the hint if you think I'm shy

Dumb bitches slither on the thinnest layers of ice

And hence I send a single shiver down your spine

You wince by the fence in whence you left me behind

You went and lent sentiments of offense, so don't pretend you don't know why I fend off any climbs

 

 

 

I’ve seen inconceivable things, remedial beings get beamed immediately

I’m seasoning my enemies, y’all steady marinating in beefing

I need Yeshua to come and cleanse my spirit, get your palletes up

And when I say these poles are going up, I ain’t talking about a ballot box

And when Im bringing out the bitch you in men, know I ain’t talking Fallon Fox

I checked every swing you took, you pussies don’t even know how to box

Like damn, come and fetch your mans, and he going out sad, imma do my dance

Compare my fighting to clockwork, I’m striking him with both hands

Father stretched his hands out to me, I spit in it and gave em a firm shake

You can call me a pussy, but bitch you’re fake, your words are tied to your fate

I walk amongst these peasants on a higher cloud, 9 angels held me down

I’m smoking on that clarity pack, hit the blunt and pass it around

My third eye open, visions of heaven pass me now, I’m passing out

This pack of loud and the lack of sound got me lacking now

Arsenic rain it may weather, countered back, bitch I’m Pacquiao

Im blacking out, I’m way better, feel like no body can pass me now

And they keep playing on my name still, trust me this a tame kill

How the fuck you talking and can’t even stay up on this site for real

Homeboy done when and got his head banned, not talking LeBron James though

He tried calling me a thief and then got attacked from all angles

I’m fallen angel, may god forsake you, rebuke the sins of a clouded deranged fool

He pulled up against a hurricane and all he brought was his rain suit

Treat a nemesis like in the genesis when the flood came, this ain’t Noah ark

There’s no coming back from this, can’t save your faith, we watched you get shot

And for anyone thinking I’m light work, don’t even try and plead your case

I put points on the board, you get white chalked, you and come and get erased