Multisyllabic
• Written by liquiddecibel
When I flow I sound
Like I gotta few
Bats loose in the attic
The multisyllabic
Grammatical stick
To me like static
Frantic hands erratic
Fly into a panic
Frozen solid
Pacific caught
In the North Atlantic
Kick it up
Or I had it
Whackness on
Lackluster rappers
Bad habits
Aimless hapless
Shameless whack shit
Lameness famous
May as well be nameless
Still flex and floss like
Real gangsters
Outrages claims
___
Metaphorical chains
To hang from necks
wrists and tether
What remains
Explained to they
Who fly without wings
In dimensional planes
They got sensational bling
___
Pain pills dull the sting
Lung filled full of anything
But oxygen when they spin
Tales twin trails spiral
Fail to escalate to the
High road vehicles
Ride the median on the
hot wheels
Never illmatic but
Never lookin back at
What's happened
Rappin without conscience
Make it rain without ponchos
Hear the oceans in conches
Betrayin Christ like Ponchas
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liquiddecibel
Member since June 10 2013