Cyphers like this need much finesse
To take effect; getting ear drums to wreck
Each verse is a puff, rotation’s set
So when you done, let the other cat use it next

Try to override it, and your ass get banished
Don’t make Bonanza take you out in Spanish
And for the people who were breaking the law
Me gustaria salir porque tu eres termina!

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I don’t know why, motherf*ckers hate on my opinion
Bashing my predictions, raising their suspicions
I said marriage is whack, so unheard of
They been thinking I committed intellectual murder

Prove me wrong, then; I’m being real to the folks
I didn’t put a butcher knife to the edge of your throat
To have conformity, sh*t you’re doing normally
Strike with verbal slaughter to have opponents quarantined
You follow me?

I really wish that I was lying
That all of the words I spouted out were jokes I was supplying
For a Dave Chappelle comedy skit, that you’d be laughing off
But instead I get embarrassing coughs

I see no true rhythm here.

True, true.

I trained my mind when I read the words off the page, to the point where there is a rhythm. I actually recorded these lines yesterday for a collaboration.

Slow Down

It takes balls to be cynical, man
Getting lyrical, Bon can get abysmal
Trying to reach the pinnacle
Damage, it isn’t minimal
Jokers want to play with the boy
They get punched in their centerfolds

This isn’t getting old, I want to prove myself
That I can switch up flows, take off clothes
Showing that complexity is equal to the ecstasy
That ear drums need to feed; I’m here to give it help

I got a weapon that will scribble venom instantly
It has the power of f*cking a person mentally
Comatose aroma, it’s no wonder I’m the only owner
Mr. Penrage; wanna battle me for this persona?

Didn’t think so, kid, now can you step aside?
Never a loan in this game because I subsidize
Killing flies getting in the milk that the tits supply
Juice still in this pen; the sh*t will never dry!

Brighter Day

Verse

It’s kind of strange, ain’t it?
The sun rises, but it takes a little while
For these blurry eyes to get acquainted
I’m going to work hard for bi-monthly payments
To alleviate the bills and maybe some entertainment

I guess I’m pretty lucky just to have an occupation
A chance to leave my dwelling to visit another station
Welcome the people waiting for items that they can purchase
Show them I’m a person who’s thankful for all their service

I come across complainers, people who’ve wanted better
Whining about their hours and wasting a bunch of letters
That could have been used for something
That benefited the populace
But isn’t what I’m saying logical and obvious?

Be more appreciative of what you got
Our time on planet Earth is limited, but maybe everyone forgot
So kill this desperation; it treads in people’s hearts
Approach the brighter day and treat it as an ample start

"It must be Me" (I'll admit it needs work)

Verse

I aspire to write for other people
And if the dream’s achieved, I’ll be flying like an eagle
I listed up some samples, and hoped I’d get some feedback
The same trolls came and wondered “Why I read that?”
The sh_t’s whack

Their lack of reason got me stronger than a piss smell
And with that anger, it enabled me to spit
Well, better than my best, as I proved in the past
Hell, the people who had heard it started kissing my ass

And you know, I wouldn’t say the battle is through
The trolls never say when and continue to do
The same sh_t; expecting me to lose my cool
But Bonanza’s had a whole lot to learn in school

Idle words is a very poor way to intimidate
My skin’s way too strong for you to penetrate
You kept trying, but it’s time that I reiterate
F__k with me now, you’re getting pushed on an interstate