Puppet
• Written by DamontheLyricist
Yo, I am taking the scar of pride, making a part of life, anything raw, I might,
Shake a whole paw, so why I’m rating you all, my rhymes are shaking the game,
Sky high, why are you creating lines for people, who are faking the same,
Your words are like a mirage, a desert’s illusion, no hydration, no flame,
Corrupt, you’re just a puppet, I’m pulling your strings, and your brain's in the dame,
Nothing and I mean nothing will ever stop me, copping up a whole body, shocking
Officers probably, I’m robbing them in a cockpit, so my rhymes are
Like poison, so sick of motive, that old tricks will be noticed, overdosing on
The flows in case you haven’t dozed in, the sky’s the limit, well fine I’m a
Dove then, coast to coast, the south has something to roast, then like a
BBQ at the Corpus, leaving you deep fried, like good breakfast in the morning
I’m gory inside a story, let me tell a tale that will make more forty, now check it,
It’s time to listen important.
Riding inside a five, bumping behind the wheel while crashing on market building,
Wearing some three inch heels, getting those food stamps when it’s time
To pay the bills, still go to the backseat, and bigger steel, and launched a invasion,
For anyone that is real, for anyone that is killing, the anybody’s of ill intentions so
Sucker, you’re not dealing with a rookie, I’m cooking like Gordon Ramsay, I’m acting so classy,
while I drive inside my van, with my toys in the back, regal life is a fancy, I may middle class, but does not mean I’m freaking Damsel , the Duke is inside my pocket, but really he’s often jazzy, my rhyming is rhythm, so I pull up with King Candy,
I trying to wreck something, I bled for the next summer, ducked and then went under the car and I let lead fly, like a man who’s lost his mind, let arthritis, caught right from the dead, I’m like Arthur when
dragons came to get ripped, I’m an author writing every time that I spit.
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DamontheLyricist
Member since June 2 2024