Machete 2 verse 3 #rap #freestyle #hiphop

See I’ve got a hazardous wit

With a desire to keep coming back

Like I’ma Lazarus pit,

As I’ma head trip so disastrous

That when I was a baby I bit my mother’s tit

So maybe that explains why I’ma son of a bastard

Still to this day throwing fits

With a knack to spit out wack raps

That is off the map and off the grid

So do you hear it?

These are acid like lyrics

That will burn ya like sulfuric

And will come down on ya like a casket’s lid

Giving you another reason to fear it

Like I am an evil spirit

So abort like an unwanted kid

Because you are no reflection of me

So don’t act like you can mirror it

Just come to revere it

Because this is as close as you will get

To getting near it


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