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Coming at u like vultures


Coming at u like a vulture 
By. NSK
Haha------ im back
And im black get use to it if I had a school I would teach knowledge cuz these niggas ain't use to it...
Promoting all this drama like college was only for Obama...
Sorry nana sorry aunty sorry momma but this my dis to the black culture...
Their all like vultures they hurt the weak minded...
But these niggas like seven days they week minded...
I base my time off all the shit I Can do before I die.. 

Cuz my eyes blind to time I don't keep track of my timing  

cuz who knows you can drop dead before you bat your eye.... 
Oh shit im alive...
Nope that's a lie see my heart stopped beating a while back in heartless...
They try to teach me the right things to write so I can write less...
Shit if that's the case they gonna hate that im writing this...
I'm going off with this...
I'm off my hips with this too bad I can't get it off my lips with this...
I need to quit with this too bad I can't be silent with this I'll never re read this...
I mean to be honest is anybody really reading this...
I put my seed in this ,this poems my son and im its father...
I breathed air to this to give it life shit...
I'm a father...
Nevermind nevertheless it can't be rhymed why do people try to rhyme all the time when they trying to spill a sick line like...
Blue forest
Green lake 
Or 
Blue lake 
With my 
Green forest...
I can't stop this heart ache...
Man its okay I deal with that...
Dam that shit just sounded real...
If this were to be a diagnosed pill...
They still wouldn't get the deal...
They can have a pickle in their hands and not know its the dill...
Words sound the same when I spit synonyms full of sympathetic feelings...
Here feed this to the herd... I'm absurd...
I'm out...
Nigga...
Its time to fear em

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this is my life I have a few accounts on here due to my short memory and crowded mind.

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