Rebuttal floating in a bubble
Jumping over a puddle
I stutter, I ain't ever gonna settle and I don't need a medal
Pushing the peddle, I sleep in the meadow
Kettle corn, my music is porn to your ears
Cheers! The end is near
Oh my oh dear, my peers fear that this is my year
Illmatic, and don't forget I got the static
I see all my teachers on the bleachers
"Can I get a feature?"
I am the future, I am my own feature
A preacher, a pastor
Ain't no such thing as a happily ever after
I splatter all this swagger on a rapper, on a trapper
Don't mean to offend, trap ain't no trend
But then again what is a trend?
What do I need to lend to have another friend?
Im at my brink , I'm at the end
What do I need to blend in?
What do I need to be content in
Being feminine, melanin, it is only evident
The flow so eloquent, I'm on another element
A sentimental elegance
I put a pedestal for all my cinnamon tone women with the vision man
Rappily rapping about the prison man
Feeling bold on the mic though
Feeling low in the night though
Can you feel it in the vibe though?
Can I kick it in The Tribe Called Quest?
Words that manifest
Utter the butterflies outta my chest
Other than that what disguise is your best?
I put ya high on the test, bet you cry on the next
Feel the vibe on the rest, hey
Put ya high on the test
Viva la muerte, si me comprendes te mando toda la suerte
Yo soy el color VERDE
A psychedelic, a relic, a beat bumping funkadelic
Ya dig? I'm diggable, bet this hit ya like an edible
Poets portrayed like a parable
Similes and metaphors
Oh no!
Blab a tab
Ra-ta-ta, back to the lab, I'm rapping clap
Who knew Junu went back to Jupiter
Juked then she verbally puked and the LSD got her stuck in a loop
The alpha and omega en la bodega
Me vale verga VERDE
Im on la tele cause' I felt it
And God sent it, sent God
I am the centaur, balanced in the center
Dopamine please enter
Poet with the poetry
Girl no one doper than me
Keep ya faith and your rosary
Feeling bold on the mic though
Feeling low in the night though
Can you feel it in the vibe though?
Can I kick it in The Tribe Called Quest
Words that manifest
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Rebuttal floating in a bubble
Jumping over a puddle
I stutter, I ain't ever gonna settle and I don't need a medal
Pushing the peddle, I sleep in the meadow
Kettle corn, my music is porn to your ears
Cheers! The end is near
Oh my oh dear, my peers fear that this is my year
Illmatic, and don't forget I got the static
I see all my teachers on the bleachers
"Can I get a feature?"
I am the future, I am my own feature
A preacher, a pastor
Ain't no such thing as a happily ever after
I splatter all this swagger on a rapper, on a trapper
Don't mean to offend, trap ain't no trend
But then again what is a trend?
What do I need to lend to have another friend?
Im at my brink , I'm at the end
What do I need to blend in?
What do I need to be content in
Being feminine, melanin, it is only evident
The flow so eloquent, I'm on another element
A sentimental elegance
I put a pedestal for all my cinnamon tone women with the vision man
Rappily rapping about the prison man
Feeling bold on the mic though
Feeling low in the night though
Can you feel it in the vibe though?
Can I kick it in The Tribe Called Quest?
Words that manifest
Utter the butterflies outta my chest
Other than that what disguise is your best?
I put ya high on the test, bet you cry on the next
Feel the vibe on the rest, hey
Put ya high on the test
Viva la muerte, si me comprendes te mando toda la suerte
Yo soy el color VERDE
A psychedelic, a relic, a beat bumping funkadelic
Ya dig? I'm diggable, bet this hit ya like an edible
Poets portrayed like a parable
Similes and metaphors
Oh no!
Blab a tab
Ra-ta-ta, back to the lab, I'm rapping clap
Who knew Junu went back to Jupiter
Juked then she verbally puked and the LSD got her stuck in a loop
The alpha and omega en la bodega
Me vale verga VERDE
Im on la tele cause' I felt it
And God sent it, sent God
I am the centaur, balanced in the center
Dopamine please enter
Poet with the poetry
Girl no one doper than me
Keep ya faith and your rosary
Feeling bold on the mic though
Feeling low in the night though
Can you feel it in the vibe though?
Can I kick it in The Tribe Called Quest
Words that manifest
Jumping over a puddle
I stutter, I ain't ever gonna settle and I don't need a medal
Pushing the peddle, I sleep in the meadow
Kettle corn, my music is porn to your ears
Cheers! The end is near
Oh my oh dear, my peers fear that this is my year
Illmatic, and don't forget I got the static
I see all my teachers on the bleachers
"Can I get a feature?"
I am the future, I am my own feature
A preacher, a pastor
Ain't no such thing as a happily ever after
I splatter all this swagger on a rapper, on a trapper
Don't mean to offend, trap ain't no trend
But then again what is a trend?
What do I need to lend to have another friend?
Im at my brink , I'm at the end
What do I need to blend in?
What do I need to be content in
Being feminine, melanin, it is only evident
The flow so eloquent, I'm on another element
A sentimental elegance
I put a pedestal for all my cinnamon tone women with the vision man
Rappily rapping about the prison man
Feeling bold on the mic though
Feeling low in the night though
Can you feel it in the vibe though?
Can I kick it in The Tribe Called Quest?
Words that manifest
Utter the butterflies outta my chest
Other than that what disguise is your best?
I put ya high on the test, bet you cry on the next
Feel the vibe on the rest, hey
Put ya high on the test
Viva la muerte, si me comprendes te mando toda la suerte
Yo soy el color VERDE
A psychedelic, a relic, a beat bumping funkadelic
Ya dig? I'm diggable, bet this hit ya like an edible
Poets portrayed like a parable
Similes and metaphors
Oh no!
Blab a tab
Ra-ta-ta, back to the lab, I'm rapping clap
Who knew Junu went back to Jupiter
Juked then she verbally puked and the LSD got her stuck in a loop
The alpha and omega en la bodega
Me vale verga VERDE
Im on la tele cause' I felt it
And God sent it, sent God
I am the centaur, balanced in the center
Dopamine please enter
Poet with the poetry
Girl no one doper than me
Keep ya faith and your rosary
Feeling bold on the mic though
Feeling low in the night though
Can you feel it in the vibe though?
Can I kick it in The Tribe Called Quest
Words that manifest
Writer: Verenice Lopez
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