Poetry: High Fashion

Call me a chicken Mcf*ck it
Cuz I like getting sauced
I rock virgins
I'm bursting the cherry on top
Stop fronting like the bars aint hot
A lot of you rappers steal flows
Just know, I don't have time
Your music doesn't move me
Nope, not by a landslide
Are you gonna stand by
When the lead fly?
And tweet R.I.P
When ya man's die?
Besides the fact
You take shots, but
Y'all ran out of ammo
These strippers man
They can't keep on they damn clothes
I told her you tore it up
When you was down low
And this bar fa Shawn
Because that chapter is closed

Poetry: Insecurity

Some dudes turn up
To compensate for feeling low
And mute the world
When haters give them what they owed
Travel around the world
Buy expensive chains and fancy clothes
Insecurity is a mother
And it shows
That music today
Lacks substance
It's the basic undertone
I wish that, we fix that
And switch the roles
If you need designer things
It probably means
All of your life you heard was "no."
Not to mention, the attention
That you craved as a kid
You didn't listen
Now you try to make up for it
If you learned nothing
Here's something, so make your move
Buying expensive sh*t
Will never make you
The smartest person in the room

Poetry: It Doesn't Exist

Can you love something that doesn't exist?
Like a unicorn in the backyard taking a piss
Or a midget that just sharded his pants
And the minotaur has to change him again
Faceplant in feces, call it reeces pieces
And he keeps washing his hands
But he's still left with a stench
Baby powder on his bum
To keep from chaffing his skin
Am I making some sense?
My pen game nasty
Don't ask me
How I blew my bacon to bits
It's been a long day
Of kissing ass
Here, you taking these mints

Did Money Destroy Music?

I noticed a trend in music that artists will do almost anything for money. This defeats the purpose of doing music in the first place. I understand that your time is valuable, but don't make it your primary focus. Once music starts to feel like a "job," then you need to switch professions.
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Poetry: New Found Confidence

I've burned bridges a time or two in my life
I'm iron fisted, when I'm holding this mic
I was broken down and built back up
I'm naturally gifted, I guess you can call it luck

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Poetry: Jordans

Woke up this morning, and I turned on the news
I was greeted with a story, that I couldn't refuse
It goes something like this, a kid dies over a pair of kicks
People wait in line for days, no showers, it's sick


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Poetry: Jack & Coke

Out on the road, you better pay me what I'm owed
Micro to phone, leave the small talking alone
Nights in the zone, checking out, leaving my home
Flights in the morn, red eye, believe me I'm stoned

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Poetry: Stranger

With the rules of life, you lose sight, and
In spite of what you've heard
I give you my word, to the death I'll serve
I'll make a right go left, and accept what's next

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Poetry: Circle of Life

My lyrics aim at your brain stained in blood red
Lead flies like time, but there's a price on your head
I got you on edge, I said you wouldn't get it
Special Ed for you lames, so I'll dumb it down for a minute

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Poetry: Wordplay

People talking reckless, my bars choke you like a necklace
My method of mayhem is to slap you with a straight hand
I'm a cool guy, I don't cry, I just throw on my ray bands
Let the music play today, and tomorrow it will forever live

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