Straight Bars
- Armaan Yusuf
- Jul 7, 2021
- 1 min read
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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