Uncut dope to a fiend
the purest of lean...
is how you should describe Supreme...
Grandiose towerfull diction
sheddin light, on the sourfull position of niggas in Americas system...
The bullshit stereo...
who gone take over the game/
next year I wont remember his name/
They broadcast fortune and fame
feedin the brains/
and breakin the chains...
of a generation of niggas lost wit no aim/
Feel this slow pain the ills of cocaine/ the frills of no gain/
the caste of poverty/
the hurt of hunger pains/
The consequences of robbery/ isolation monotony..probably could've forgone all that in all honesty/
don't nobody spit it like I do....
I write hikus and you sound just like dude./
Im inta spittin facts, theories, and rhetoric
over heads higher than sugar levels in diabetics get/
Subject, verb, noun, predicate/
over beats eat m.c.s wit no etiquette/
I understand why Ye' say he forgot better shit/
I do it all the time in my righteous mind/
Even when I'm fallin the fuck off I still climb.
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