Freetypen macht spass PART IX

[enjinn]

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yo i still scribble with the pen
these rappers boring not a little bit intense
i wanna see how brittle is your neck
the light of sages hidden in my flesh
im know to drop a text and shine
the reason cuz the best is i
when these letters fly
my defeat can never happen
like a breathless sigh
yeah these letters fly...
like they from a magic school
im the sorcerer
you just got a hat full of rabbit stool
this what rappers do...
and i perfected the art
yes i shine so when im gone
yall are left in the dark
yo check it...i be
spitting flamez on the mic
you left dazed when I strike
and the flow cold
like i made it with ice
call me strukchir...ill puncture
your third eye and cut nerves
brush words
inhale its dust till my lungs hurt
a broken cycle a chosen idol
my flow is vital and close to viral
...broke out the box...
now im open mindful
ayo my flow hit foes like a loaded rifle
lemme lay a text
still end a verse when i say im best
enemies envy plenty...only hatred left

 

[**CK1**]

We live inside the glowing City,
give her female citizens cock,
We are the members of Rock,
Close the Show Like evil Gods,
we give the empty World Beats,
Fill People with Melodies of Rap,
we spit truth with mighty words,
Complete our sensless strophes,
Humans are enjoying our Partys,
We rap and win the smart Ladies,
Our Roots are true troubeld G-style,
We be wild, Shadows do us hide,
From false eyes, who us betray,
Hide our crimes from the Bad Cops,
Playing the Game hold the World,
We Steel Time and bored Womans,
Have Always Sex with cute Milfs,
Every Night we changing new Girls,
All the People wanna be Like us,
Smoke Gras like children drink Milk,
never be Brave or Handsome Caps,
Our Shit ist defenatly Hardcorerap,
We are the Troops of Demonicons,
Fill the Live with Music phänomenal,
Also we Just Fight the Gouvnerment..,..