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rhythmic debris - free spirited lyrics

[verse 1: mildred]
his effect ain’t instant
though it hit you direct in the organs like winston
they demand new heated dome
rep is mad, reprimand at his defeated tone
read into the lyrics, you might like me
you’re addressing all wrong quite like spike lee
no name established but free spirited like a gypsy
slow fame and famished, but glee exhibited, such a mystery

lets get the charismatic leader on the track, dbank$ go spit

aight, aight, aight

[verse 2: dbank$]
take time out
to fake right now
the lyrical schemes
plotted by the physical fiends
fluent in a talent that seems so obscene when our physical appearances come into play
for, we don’t adhere to this typical brown boy face
don’t ever base -ssumptions on a race
learn to antic-p-te the rape on the paper inked by the pen
spitting to create this tape and mediate to reshape
what you think about the indian and indonesian traits

[verse 3: mildred]
don’t bail just yet, a tale to set
b-mp this like braille, can’t you see that we’re young vets
no confusion, i’m the baby dragon card
with dbank$ the time wizard, top the daily p-ssion chart
booted up the stereotypic rap look with the timberland’s
shoot up the parasitic whack shook rappers with the whimper plans
no gentleman, spat my first gig in a nautica tee
so i was sailing to the top to slaughter y’all creeps

[verse 4: dbank$]
must be getting late, so get to bed
don’t fret your little mind
cannot process the nonsense
too many novice, nervous, neanderthals nae nae to the wrong flows
call us prophets, impervious to pussies paying the wrong pros
colossal characters of rap sticking to the old goals
lyrics to stun the real fans and not the fake who wow at the rolls
rhythmic debris, the perfect three, a mix of lyrics and flows
this be my feature verse if you want to compete be prepared to accept some woes

time for you to bring the woes mildred, go

for sure

[verse 5: mildred]
my race dictates that i win at games
a lack of alliteration is straight sin and shame
to be honest, listeners don’t peep the techniques
prisoners and sheep, screech, shriek at unique
ridiculous, like how chains improve your outputs
i -ssure my brain is the jewel, groove like me? i doubt you could
more rhymes than a teenage with tissues, the issue?
can the team wager he can continue, these dope rhymes

- rhythmic debris lyrics

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