Definition of a Rap Flow (Remix)
• Written by Distress
I'm white and such with a Midas touch
And a lively rush to excite your blood
Igniting the graphite inside the hutch
Frightening flight right outside of the
Griping and laughing use rap as a crutch
Speed it up like Speedom and let go of the clutch
And panic and such so the manic is done
Depression is everything anything entities
Pressing the buttons and see where they get to be
Pressuring chambers and getting the best of me
I'm not a rapper as soon as I'm blessed to see
Plentiful pennies inside of my bank and see
I get too empty and so I'm resting my guns
See where I'm at after swallowing five individual blunts
Put you away even your mother has hidden you once
Seasons of Dexter alone in the dungeon
Waiting for better things to come along then
Out of the blue comes your wicked quick conscience
Stopping you in mid flight after following your paw prints
Getting sent daily to the lady principals office
Maybe I'll get played and bath in all the compliments
Or I just fall across the charts and fall off this shit
I'll just call like a boss and raw dog this shit
Pull the condom off and crawl through the garbage
Look for my pride and my glasses in the mirage
Of trash I can find is a shit load of randomness
A canvas, an ice pick, a biting tick and a sand-a-wich
A lipstick, a magic trick, a basketball and a panda shit
A lighter, Bic, a rachet wench, a bubble wrapped antler with
a deer attatched, a mirror scratched and a candle stick
My pride wasn't there aint that a kick
I'm a dried up lie inside of a Jedi mind trick
I can't hide the rhymes that I supply
Just know I'm the meal and I'm seasoned with thyme
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Distress
Member since December 28 2017