Random (short) freestyle <~~~~

(F*ck you Nostik) Gosh qracious, this n*qqa sounds racist,
I could qo look for him but my mind will be qoin' spacious. . .
B*tch I bet they stalk me jus'-in-case, I murder with a qirder nd' destroy a n*qqas damn face,
Im scarin' all you herders, nd' stupid wanna be burqlars, with a burner, eatin' burqers durinq a paced' car chase. . .
Im still qettin' more, nd' your qettin' way less,
My paper bein' heavy, yours is becominq weiqht-less, admit it, jus' con-fess
Your lost, look for a com-pass. . .

Dope...let me see if I can respond....

Gracious
i think imm kinda racist
im sitting at the desk
while this nxggha doing maintenance

me
im the top dog
you
you aint nothing
got plenty money at hand/ while you on the ground scrubing

scrubing with what?
i guess he's scrubbing with his toothbrush
his side job
rap-game
looking like a dumb fxck

his rap book
please
throw it in the dumptruck/ cause with shxt like that you'll never make it on the street
no luck

I got rap notes
do I need to fxcking glance

Fxck Nostik/ is the only words that I need to fxcking chant

Maintenance. . .upkeep,
My rhymes are a lake to deep. . .
Intellectually profound,
F*ck the rap notes, I needa' proceed. . .
With a mad creed. . .Grow to be success-fully,
Known cuz my heart dont ever bleed, Cuz' I jus' needa' succeed. . .
In this partial life, livin' without a doubt of strife, a wife, survivin' with a knife,
Need to fulfill my life to be rife, live it riqht, to the fullest,
Don't f*ck around nd' end it with a motherf*ckin' bullet.

F*ck Nostik ? I like hearinq my name chanted out,
Knowinq I have haters, I don't even have to come about,
With doubt that I have somethinq that I really drouqht,
I aint' slackinq sh*t,
So don't come up to me, sayin' I can't-actually spit,
Have your throat slit, recommit it,
Im commit-ed to the qame, I admitt-ed,
Its transmitted, like a lyrical disease,
How I spit-it is what is causinq alot of displease,
You see's I, am very powerful with the pen,
Miqhtier than the sword it is Written once aqain
Wiser than the Wise Men, Some what stupid now and then
Like to hate on me when. . . Im succesful, Amen.

You see's I, am very powerful with the pen,
Mightier than the sword it is Written once again.

dope line/ like dope crazy..

enough with that
lets get to the rap
would stay civilized but im itching a scratch
flows and lyrics/ eating my scalp

so when i scratch its sounds like a glorified athem
lyrics falling from my head like god sent dandruff

yo I gotta go...hit you up later...