Meteor Shower (Freestyle)

Yo, I eliminate all this debris, I part seas with my artistry You a carbon copy from a sloppy Goyard machine Who hard as me, rappers wanna act, it never bothered me What was really haunting me is slackers that was starting beef Ungodly timing I feel as though y’all partly rhyming Kill a crow for hawking, gawking at my older thoughts resigning Heart as diamonds, hard to find 'em, in these streets of uncertainties I certainly don’t wanna deceased permanently Hurting my seeds, f*ck it tho, I see the silver lining I’mma touch it very slow, then I’ll go back to the iron Start writing out my lows on the high-end She hit you with blows Get in ya clothes Then these hoes start reclining Not on my end, but I’ll pay ya ticket It was very a nice and lazy visit, still I make a mention that I blaze a sentence Raid conventions, with great intentions, as I make an entrance Stay relentless, just in case they try to make a fake invention Of lost rhymes that’s incomplete Ya lines is simply weak I grind to see the sunshine reach its peak I speak to my foes real viciously I load up the bows and arrows to the hoes that kiss the d Literally, I’m a literal lyrical miracle This rap shit becoming active I spit these spirituals You rappin' cap in the past tense as a liberal Half-assed Glad bag trash of predictables I see a lot of weird rituals from my peripheral These niggas is not killers, they just want some cereal I think a lot of things in my cerebral, I’m really not Obliged by niggas that you idolize as individuals I’m giving you cold knowledge that ridiculed, Top-dollar scholar, who acknowledges y’all rhyming in municipals Still, I’m iller than you pitiful dudes who rap plain As well of the fact, I’m killing crews who really act strange Blast things back in perspective, my last name Got you asking for a weapon of ya preference I rap for the kings, not the peasants, I bring with my presence the essence, as I claim for the records I am reckless with the boom-bap The fact is, you whack This rap shit, too lax, This casket You a match Through with two-syllable dudes who's really doomed and trapped Spitting mumble, that mumbo jumbo I cruise through you cats