Sinima left a verse open, and I love that beat so I'm gonna drop this verse on it.
You can hate the clouds, but the region is south
I'm leaped to doubt, the reason perpetratin is sound
Bound to leave you frowned, clowned like circus is down town
I'm reachin your crown, an unbelievable scout, how?
I'm deep in your house now, target's locked on your vowels, pow
Screamin, reachin to bail out, but your lungs seem to air out
A suitable kill, yield, when lucifer's will drilled
On four of your foreheads, holes deep in your fought death
Every line I cross it, rarely blind to for-get
My designs from non-sense, can't define my souls wrench
My flows tense, evidence is negligence, like illegal medicines
cause ever since, I been innocent, they've been thinkin I'm foul at events
No sense till I was raised to be cautious
Now they thinkin I've lost it, yet I've never really had it
till these doors lit! and broke
Now I'm focused, a locust in the forest, a gauntlet!
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The flow sounded perfect, i agree with zu, make sure you post this up when you finish this.
