Hobbling Flow

Stepping to me is plain self defeat

My flow is the bomb - simple - complete

Words that converge upon the absurd

Sharp; they cut - like swords through meat

Wanna try me, call a doctor

Cause it truly is a pitty

Have you sucking this verbal cunt

Like it was a third titty

You begged me to do you

So now I stomped right through you

Ain’t no shame in my game

And I wont complain

When I spit this crazy shit

That be fuck’n with your brain

So get up out my face

Cause you don’t fit in this space

This flow will leave you hobbled

Like a three-legged-race

I KNEW...

I knew what I was doing when I first got started

But I did it any way

Now your waiting for some profound words

But I really ain’t got much to say

I did the shit cause I could, did it just to see if I would

Now you sitting on you’re throne-thinking I no damned good



But that’s ok; you don’t know me

You ain’t inside me head

You don’t know my heart

And I don’t care about the shit you said



So go ahead, voice your opinion

And see if I care what you think

My situation is my own to deal with

My own, and mine alone

These are my shoes, even if, they stink



I’ll leave you to your life, insisting that you do the same for me

Do what you please

Be what you like

But just, leave me be