I felt like writing a verse somewhere other than my phone

Because often times when I type a verse in a place where I don't frequently type my verses I end up liking them a lot

...I died in a thought today
Blow out my brain and ink blots will spray
Might carve a mouth in my wrist so my wrist can speak
Instead of writing all these letters I address to the beat
They wanna "Tupac Me", leave me a mess in the street
Cause I don't be dressing discreet, or maybe trayvon me
They throwing hate on me, cause I be out in Trapanooga
Where they trynna trap a ***** so I have to keep it moving
Fo' these cops can grab a ***** on some false pretenses
***** we pensive...
I use my broke thoughts to provoke thoughts in these robots
Cause all you kids are programmed, you living Martix
But I can't say this


Popped a red, I'm living
Popped a blue and you in prison
But you don't even know that, ignorance is bliss
So listen to Mr. Smith and blow your brain with Smith and Wesson
So you'll never get my message

AND THEN I'M GONNA QUIT HALFWAY THROUGH THE SECOND VERSE BECAUSE I'M LAZY HAHAHA

 

I enjoyed this and the sound cloud one too a lot.