Traded

Reticence is made for men who can be traded — that’s the recipe,

It’s etched inside their essence — not oppression, just the pedigree.

Their presence in the game is just a name unless they’re brave to be,

The distance between victims? Just statistics — bought from bakery.

This brilliance isn’t random — it’s a vision forged in bravery,

So sit and listen close — the differences in rhythm taste like savory.

 

The medicine of reticence is made for pelicans

It's from the Edison residence that came the deficit

Hence, the presence of a sentence is a mid-sequence lesson

It's ever effortless to understand its six reasons

The perfect merit is less the seldom to demons

Welcome to the expert rhyming sessions. It's clever this season.

To conform to the lessons, listen to the clever Jester

Sentence Lester: Yes, a member of the team of vengeance, manifester of credit

All questions are answered, but the hazards are present

For heaven's weapons to be evidence, and prevent the devil's entrance

The seventh letter is the excellence and testament to parallel dimensions

The decadence of men is imminent; several of them are genuine

Still, Eminem's art is intricate and infinite, and can be intimate

It's made of elements for a new regimen that is menacing

The recipe of my testament is keep the poetic therapy

The main ingredient of your own degree is excrement

Hence, the sentiment will get better once the pedigree is eloquent

See, every letter needs a sweater to keep its effort

All to keep the messages in the present stretch of land

The passage of the trend is evident; the sketch is by hand of man

The precision of the lyric is to the percentage digit

Every agent came to finish the game, but they ain't getting tickets

The language of fame is made to levy trade with gimmicks

All must be paid in time for the next best limerick

The pen gets heavy with every written sentence. Can you interpret it?

To end this quest, I make a statement, with diligent evidence

Please go with the many fake payment agents

They were late to the escape, so they will be traded

The threaded bacon can put you to bed within your favorite

Naked ladies said these lyrics were rabid rabbits with rabies

Standard lessons need thin passages, lean tactics

What's happened to the flow? it is lapidated like a gem

Classic habits of writing trends of the seventh second length

The sadistic mathematics spirit heeds sentences with neat breadth

The shackles that tackle your knees and joints need to breathe

A few joints and these words seem to reverb

The verse is well heard and rehearsed for neat speaking verbs

The last three to seven questions can't be answered. Only nerds

They rehash have deep insight into the standard patterns

 

Reticence is made for men who can be traded — that’s the recipe,

It’s etched inside their essence — not oppression, just the pedigree.

Their presence in the game is just a name unless they’re brave to be,

The distance between victims? Just statistics — bought from bakery.

This brilliance isn’t random — it’s a vision forged in bravery,

So sit and listen close — the differences in rhythm taste like savory.