Inspired in equal parts by The Coup's Fat Cats and Bigga Fish, Richard Price, Illmatic, and conversations with the head of Wrecklords.
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The source of stress is sorceresses wearing orchid orphan dresses
Absorbed in messes supporting flexes, sets endured the message
That morph in weapons and tore intestines in morsels, several
Assorted freckles on a thickened swarthy wrist support the bezel
The corner store’s a rental, parental figures are hoarding metal
That’s more than ornamental, stashed inside velour and Ecko
The gold standard is factored pride, the source is mess growth
The need to hold on is stronger than that force to let go
addressing aggressive traits in despots making hasty exits.
Gasoline vapors wave lazily on blazing messes.
Days and months of wasted efforts visiting dreams to taste them better.
Withered dreams are chasing treasure as their safe endeavor.
Sunlight trapped in tipping green bottles, pour the Becks slow
Cards pulled the daily operation, trains the metro
The Porsche, impressive, rims reflecting light then catches drops
The slosh of stomach acid with passion to blast kalashnikovs
The splash of loss, bubbles bursting within the flooding gutters
Most are bystanders and some are runners who then summon courage
The water rushes by from hydrants trying to cool the heat
The children splayed as parents pray the reaper’s keeping deep asleep
addressing aggressive traits in despots making hasty exits.
Gasoline vapors wave lazily on the blazing messes.
Days and months of wasted efforts visiting dreams to taste them better.
Withered dreams are chasing treasure as a safe endeavor.
Somewhere inside the sound of a siren, the scythe is hiding
Biding its time to find a suitable soul to glide inside, grim
Slicing away, the price is paid whether or not the righteous pray
Risking it all for mighty cakes just to seek that icing’s taste
The force of weapons, resourceful reverends keeping score resplendent
Sports endeavors the source of effort, pressure is more tremendous
Tour with menace, endorsed lieutenants, eat pork engorged with venom
Remorse deformed and deadened, Kevorkian the lore ascendent
Addressing aggressive traits in despots making hasty exits.
Gasoline vapors wave lazily above the blazing messes.
Days and months of wasted efforts visiting dreams to taste them better.
Withered teens are chasing treasure as their safe endeavor.
Upstate guests tore the bedding, the morgues are reddened with florid necks
Breaking under the pressure, vertebrae cannot absorb the stress
No matter what the coffers hold, always something more to get
A new drop that comes through hot, the hungry are sure to sweat
A plunder of gorgeous ornaments, boarding them for the orphanage
Corpulent source remorselessness, hare skinned for the tortoises
Going to war equipped with a sureness that the corner is sacred
Not seeing that cold brews and Frappuccinos are coming to take it
Addressing aggressive traits in despots making the hasty exits.
Gasoline vapors wave lazily on blazing messes.
Days and months of wasted efforts visiting dreams to taste them better.
Withered teens are chasing treasure as their safe endeavor.
Started following Juga-Naut upon hearing him break down life and rap relating to Kool G Rap on Crate808 and I've been a fan since. Wordplay, skill, the dope backdrops, what's not to love? Sankofa
