Doubt is as weakness
So strength is assurance
Minds double sided
Time lines arriving
Packaged in sizes
So now we realizing
We'll lie sometimes, and that's alright
Imagine why
Why not
What knot
Who knows
Who cares
When I say I'm Ill composed
Saying things feels explosive
Don't expose me please
My liege
Understand from whence my knees
Buckle underneath my feet
Somewhere soon
These knuckle bleeds
I'm number 1
We're number 3
Triforce
posturing
We draggin' down, anchored the it clown
Stephen King
Just might
be proud
IT crowd
That's a good show,
Go check it out
There's a reason and they rhyme
After all, I'm just finding mine
I try and be serious
I know I'm delirious
When screaming to this void
Is anyone hearing this?
I must be para-normal-oid
Except expressive, to the point
It's like I got these two sides
Connected at the hip, right
Cosmic dance in this nucleus
Strands get crispr like a whisper
Paint a picture, strings attached
"Listen closely"
never lasts
Sneakin' knowledge like in bondage
Ultimate freedom takes it's hostage
See, I wanna be a rapper
But my beats is in the crapper
Got my left foot on the brakes
Giving my ride the shakes
Snapper into place
Driving in space
Never liked roads anyways
Where we're going
We needn't race
I never asked to be born
the way that I came
Every move that I make
Zugzwang to the state
Starting to shape,
this future I'll take
All this at stake
Though
maybe all of it's fake
Holding the keys
Dropping these beats
Scaling the trees
While I'm watching my feet
Possibly brief
Tho my posse's to see
What all of us need
What do all of us preach?
Is it something complete?
It seems nothing to me
Cascading and man-caving
Propagation of demonstrations
Brings elongation of man-saving
Am I man-splaining?
Man, I'm mandating
Backhand to my self-hating
So strength is assurance
Minds double sided
Time lines arriving
Packaged in sizes
So now we realizing
We'll lie sometimes, and that's alright
Imagine why
Why not
What knot
Who knows
Who cares
When I say I'm Ill composed
Saying things feels explosive
Don't expose me please
My liege
Understand from whence my knees
Buckle underneath my feet
Somewhere soon
These knuckle bleeds
I'm number 1
We're number 3
Triforce
posturing
We draggin' down, anchored the it clown
Stephen King
Just might
be proud
IT crowd
That's a good show,
Go check it out
There's a reason and they rhyme
After all, I'm just finding mine
I try and be serious
I know I'm delirious
When screaming to this void
Is anyone hearing this?
I must be para-normal-oid
Except expressive, to the point
It's like I got these two sides
Connected at the hip, right
Cosmic dance in this nucleus
Strands get crispr like a whisper
Paint a picture, strings attached
"Listen closely"
never lasts
Sneakin' knowledge like in bondage
Ultimate freedom takes it's hostage
See, I wanna be a rapper
But my beats is in the crapper
Got my left foot on the brakes
Giving my ride the shakes
Snapper into place
Driving in space
Never liked roads anyways
Where we're going
We needn't race
I never asked to be born
the way that I came
Every move that I make
Zugzwang to the state
Starting to shape,
this future I'll take
All this at stake
Though
maybe all of it's fake
Holding the keys
Dropping these beats
Scaling the trees
While I'm watching my feet
Possibly brief
Tho my posse's to see
What all of us need
What do all of us preach?
Is it something complete?
It seems nothing to me
Cascading and man-caving
Propagation of demonstrations
Brings elongation of man-saving
Am I man-splaining?
Man, I'm mandating
Backhand to my self-hating
( Pending Rap Name )
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