There's a few of them in here.. maybe a 12 syllable one here and there idk.
A little insane in the brain but i'm gifted. Belitted & thanked for the greatness i'm spittin, a riddle exchanged for a grain of some wisdom, i'm killin these lames every day with my writtens...I've crippled the ranks of Al-Qaeda's positions. A lyrical tank that remains non-forgiving. I was fly... til I've driven a plane & it banged into buildings.. shit, Call me Hussein if I fit the description. I'm not a farmer, but I stay with some "chickens" that give me the brains of an asian physician. You pitiful lames always hate on a nigga, yet still are amazed I contain my condition..
If you could live in a day of a king would live it? I can never explain all the pain that i'm feeling. I've risen from graves & I've slayed me some bitches, I never duck, yet you continue to blame me & claim that I did it? This rap shit isn't a game, but I play til I'm winning. My vision aint fame its to change up my living. Example; for dinner a steak with a maid in my kitchen. & a butler to pick up my plate when I say that i'm finished. I'm a little ashamed of the things that I witnessed, invisible reigns cause a strain on my tendons. We're all puppets...we're just living the way that THEY tell you to live it. A business gets paid & don't help in our districts. For minimal pay we just help with the dishes, instead of explaining whats dealt in our system. They're hella afraid to attempt a revision, when a president say all this bleh..do you listen? You ever just thinking "whats hell & what isn't?"...While these cities are plagued in a deadly condition, kids get in to gangs for respect & for bitches, & are dead the next day or instead end up missing. Is this really just fake? Someone tell me you're kidding. I'm dreaming..No, i'm really awake & it's hell that we live in.
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