Torch the Porch Cipher 2 by Erudite

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Let me bend some words or break on some rhythm
Send them the birds while they send me to prison
I steal me some bars use the key to my heart
Then I'm back on my mission
Press delete and restart started a Quest of Tribe
Since then I've been different
Since then never been tripping, gripping whatever they leave ripping
Making me ripped in the art of kicking, pro at spitting it any time we kicking it
Ignorance and Temperament- Look back are you getting IT
Clinical significance in even my most simple of sentences
Ever since the riddling of simple beginning its this "kid is a menace"
A Sinner at dinner but after blood is thinner they conditioned to be F'd like Skinner
Aghast on the outer what was inside the inner
Call me a loss, but I'll act like a winner
Learned how to pass from that puff puff pass
Passed me up a piece of ass and the glass
Now I passed class they pass me the cash
Now they want to cut my pocket
Fuck no now stop it
Getting high a rocket starting a pilot with the profit
Watch and you'll see it coming like a prophet
Looking ya office like unidentified flying object
Sativa got the Aether in the speaker like ah shit
Mcees see this beast of a creature and get off quick
Immaculate with a Bachelorette imagine me with a Graduate
Jedi Mind Trick and Spaz your clique
Sleeping on the bars- I'm a Bar bit with it
Sorry if that didn't spell it out your illiterate
Or I'm just too damn articulate- I caught creativity my arts sick wit it
Penetrating their ignorance like I put my dick in it
Tips from lived experience since I x'd out my peer's sense
They're reign has passed and I've seen clear since
It's how I stay fresh like spearmint-
Mixed the greens with my roots- you get the point like a spearman
This my calling they just not hearing
I see your clout- I sense your fear man
But I do not fear man-
Or god, or monopoly, I only fear which I cannot do properly
I never treated them like a slave or like property
Always gave it my all but they say actually...
Shut the fuck up....
I say pass the weed then they pass blunt
I'm past blunt blocked out they're curvature
Becareful how you speak, never know who'll serve it to ya
Becareful of them snakes cuz' one dab will do ya
Have you baring mistakes for a honey, yabba dabba do ya
They gon' get in your lane- better manuevers
Now get out my way, we skirrrting through here
Give him some space drift out of the hoots we're
Starting a wave titled my name + Casper too brruh
Wild from Maine to the Wild West Shooters
Whose up? Excited inside of the booth huh?
Frosted windows when I ice the beat like a jeweler
A Fire Swordsman like my name was Wheeler
Buggin now watch where you aim them Feelers
You expect me with a foot in my balls to play like the Steelers?
Not in my house no you not the dealer
Switch it up better run it around before trouble shoots got them calling out
Double loops and feedback for when they run their mouth
Ain't no more ask, cool, sweet, facts
It's fuck you, give me mine, my homie need that
Told me keep it above the waist- now we all need knee pads
Dreams I'ma chase till I bloody my kneecaps
Time and time again just like a relapse
Addicted to putting food on my plate
I'm working on rhymes for days you need to relax
You might want me to, but I don't need that
That's the difference between me and you
I live it everyday so fuck what you say I don't need proof
Running away when really what they needs truth
I'm stuck in place but not in my ways
I grow with my roots- like I'm running away
I keep coming back with the group
Maybe it's something they say,
Or maybe it's something I do
It don't matter which one anyway
As long that I do
This might be my hardest of days but I'll recoup
I know that I can be something great out my noodle but not the soup
Drawing out like a doodle this ain't nothing new
Just make them uncomfortable just make me insufferable
Told me I should trust my soul
But then won't touch me like a vegetable
Or I'm not digestable then blow them X & O 's
I think your motives are questionable
Why can't you answer it yes or no
Oh I'm extra yes I know
I stay positive like I know I can do better
Smarten up cause I'm too clever
That to any ex or opponent, homie whoever
Occram's razor until a fools head hurt
Too sharp this was no effort
Hold me up and I'll cut the paper
Roll it up spark a dutch pass the favor
No hold ups then it's now or later
If you wasn't down how you gonna' hold it there?
You were up and away sold my soul for fare
Stuffed me shut no care only left to bare
Bare inside, no where left to hide no not even the air
There's no running away I think it's only fair

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Erudite
Member since August 25 2014

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