I'm sick of the battle, feel theres no-one on my level/
shine with no bezels, flow fresh from the kettle//
This is basically me freestyling no going back and re-writing/
Keep the speech firing, shocking like I speak lightning/
What they liking? to me its all trash/
I keep the mic gripped so the wrist dont need flash//
Apparently everyones so sick. I feel to strapped/
Cos I've seen what their like, its a disease I wont catch//
My favorite artists they wont ever be mainstream/
Too deep for the masses, thats the flaw of the scene//
Cos their brains aint comprehending, the speach just the beats/
Still I love club bangers, but dont listen to MIMS on the street//
My names currently kdot, but had a couple changes in my life/
But one thing that stayed constant, is the talent and the strife//
So this year im Kain... music is my staple/
Murdering MC's. Even if they will never be Able//



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