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Straight Bars

Sit back, relax as I spit straight bars like a million I want to rep till the end (reptilian) like a chameleon

Hop in my time machine, let it go to a gazillion

Your opinion's like a broken calculator, it doesn't count as a continuum

On the street, let go of my heat, making diamond dragons sleep

Dollar menus, eating cheap like ice on my neck and feet

Unless 40 people walk over, I won't consider a defeat (a de feet=80 feet)

But the black is darkening over, looking like a magical feat.

I know I'm over your head like a roof

Let it with them burn

Like gold Doberman going roof,

Talking money homie, I ain't concerned.

I hear a little whine (wine) as a crushed grapevine

Chilling with the grim reap six feet deep

Like a broken staircase, you ain't never up to something

Free up the airways, a tracheostomy function

As I reach the junction, light at the tunnel

Dying in the prison, reaching hell in a cell As I hear the final bell, I swear I won't dwell (dell)

With these kinds of bars, we expect IDs

My name is ubiquitous, don't test my reach

Unless you forget what you heard (herd), and baiting wolf to the sheep

Darkhorse tearing hope, I'm a nightmare (Knight-Mare)

Bifrost with a scope, nine realms pioneered Don't go for the title, I can make them straight bars crooked

Or get a vacation in Thailand, just say Phuket (......).

By: Arman Yusuf


 
 
 

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