[Verse]
Poet's verses hit harder then a bad acid trip, flipping you script got you falling flat, paper airplane flight,
Tried to clash with a titan, now it’s fright night.
Got ‘em shivering, stuttering, trying to find the locks,
Michael J. Fox with the tremble, tryna pull on them socks.
[Verse 2]
Spit venom, sharp tongues leave a cobra envious,
Their squad so soft, Snuggie game, y’all precarious.
Leave um shaking like Jerry Lee, Lewis on the keys, tremblin’, and shit
Tectonic plates crackin’, yeah, my vibe’s assembling.
[Chorus]
Wrapped in word hurricanes, spinning ‘em wild,
Make their girls daydream, eyes locked, beguile.
They just spectators, I’m the gladiator in Rome,
Turn stage lights to stone, leave opponents alone.
[Bridge]
Pens like missiles, hit targets precise,
Aim at poet's heartstrings, now they paying the price.
Mirror their rhymes back, distorted reflection,
Their lines deserted, malnourished of pure connection.
[Verse 3]
Flow dirtier than gravel roads after a summer thunder,
Poet’s lyrical flow delivery leave ‘em six feet under.
Can’t box my cadence, my lines infinite space,
They like lost letters, searched but never replaced.
[Outro Verse]
Girls wanna ride shotgun, windows rolled low,
Their tracks stale bread; biscuit vision risin’ fresh dough.
Poet shaking um up like Polaroids developin’ slow,
Dirty south anthem—this flow isn’t for show it's the real deal devine put your sunglasses on and watch this white boy shine poet's verses hit harder then a bad acid trip flippin scripts got um shaking and shit,there girls wanting to ride dirty shot gun biting their lips their spectators I'm a gladiator leaving um shaking like Jerry Lee, Lewis on the keys and shit....like Michael J,fox trimbeling putting on socks ..
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