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letra de corner pocket - nuse tyrant

awkward moments, vision blurred, off eye with glaucoma
lock arms with zeus
with i sh-t heavenly aromas
arrows flame opponents
leave em dark as shaka’s (shaka zulu) melanoma
consortium flattens higher
jesus even couldn’t make a clone of
structures, taken time to perfect my craft
my flow used to be choppy and off
now my bars are a perfect math
my vengeance is tremendous
peaceful but my rage could trigger endless
pestilence sentence
i pass every test except the litmus
i’ll rap with anyone
whether you report to a corporate building
impact from them these raps leave scalps split like banana peelings
i deal with demons daily but the ganja
conjure rasta presence
garvey lessons
five percenter
no obstacle could top the message
but look ock, never mock aggressive
angry kid with a mics
pitch a strike
i complicate easy sh-t
air flare while riding bikes
doing wheelies
my serious face silly
throw million rocks just to rock a millie
my n-gga c spits could jog to philly
while i’m writing rhymes
i heighten the lowest times
joel osteen with these crimes
when i lurk, i mimic church
when i walk, i’m the earths divine
annihilate they asses
my assessment needs an asterisks
i am aggr….yo f-ck that alphabet sh-t
hop the trolley or the turnstile
i burn files, x’s except extra
it’s urgent like i had to learn to smile, so impressive
stick to rapping like that, never try what a noose (not nuse) could do. one is the loneliest number, but what if i die two (too)
when i charge like goku
loki (low key), i may break fast (breakfast) and toast you
the love of words is absurd
the demon chick she may ghost you
hopeless reverence
evidence will keep em safe
i promise, centric orbit around rhythm with the movement
like nuse a comet
ill be the calmest
that alien sighting in miami was my family
i shine when rambling
timeless affliction deep sp-ce channeling
my herb look like turtle ooze
in middle school paid my urkel dues
vocab been extensive
when i walk around me is a purple hue, whew
rap calisthenics
my action magically mixed in
witches spells
carry stench that’ll definitely have skunks offended
pen the scrimmages, the season is only practice for nuse
my dialect dance like sinatra
music is a mix between cee loo and quincy in juice
oxygen needed speeds exceed sound
canopy open low
those angels have halos
the sense ain’t sensing like socks and open toe
these words will serve to terms
the germs beneath the urn is immaculate
immoral with the sentiment
imma beast you rappers should value it
value which algebra problems nuse a catalyst
imagine magic my pencil using all that bruisings from battling
this rhyme masters a music m-s-ch-st
antagonist, they shall submit
a demon leaning sideways no camera can capture it
after the action gets going
imma boeing 747 engine
overwhelming never challenge it cause i’m an omen
puppet showing late
im glowing at pearly gates
its surely hate
if you listening and not feeling spectrum shape, yes
no sun is beaming, when the gawd speaks
my monikers clingon
the audio junkies feneing
describe nuse as broad arrange of sk!ll
say all my influence spread quick
spray off, i lay off, this ain’t a trade off
i ain’t trending, you mc raps is ponzi schemes
hip hop bernie madoffs
adolf shot, point blank
i black out, lack of breathing rapping
heathens left heaven
i returned just to see the dogs reaction
sublime sentences
sensations through lines
my minutes, quick, my movements thoughtful
warfare, intangible, death is awful
my bottle empty, no role model simply
homie was shot next to me
pretty sure them bullets was meant for me
misery makes me strong as grizzlies
this mystery, these ministries cause crisis
these tussles give permanent shirt wrinkles
im am isis
my feathers never weather
who said who’s head was in cloud
whose fled, full fledged when money said son isn’t around
deep as where the obstacles drown
dread the piece that grew from cracks dug through the streets
i smell p-ssy not monthly but year round.. unique
my bars are jargon
all of my slogans jogging as sprinters paces
the bars break bones
rappers flip so much they need a gymnast braces
a chemist, without limits
the mixtures a vicious twist
the pigments fade
the finish line ain’t far and i’m always first to finish the race
the clash is full of stones throwing
passionate elicit poems
these texts written on papers are tapped
like all of us n-ggas phones

- nuse tyrant

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