Скачать или смотреть RAP MISSIONARY [Freestyle] - Kyle Spear

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Not a freestyle in the sense that I made it up on the spot in one take, but it's not a complete song either, just quick spittin' with no specific theme or focus. No effects or enhancements, no gimmicks, just flow. Lemme know what you think. Thanks for watching!
On a side note: the picture is of "Friend" from the manga, 20th Century Boys, by Naoki Urasawa. Check the link below if that's your cup of tea:
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Lyrics:
You can depend on me to independently send you injuries, lend you my number 2 pencil since you need a little bit of rap in your pedigree, i dont really need it back got another stack in the back next to the plaques for my enemies, ima spit a little track, guess whos back, whos that, thats spear with energy,
who's got my back human centipede, snipe like wesley, dead kennedy, im so john doe when i flow slow have dudes saying "who's that on the CD??", thats me and im knee deep in the weed, need sleep and free beat to decease please, ima guillotine with creatine in my bloodstream, B-team?? What you say to me??, you aint nuttin but a slut to me, saying im another Em??, take a nut from me, i dont really give a fuck if you chuck my ep, touch my steez and then we'll see g, thats me sipping cognac with a bitta jack, bitter cat with a tone so low key, flow steez, blow trees, in a bowl please, no J's like im strollin in bare feet,
oakleys on my domepiece, stole these, chicken soup for the soul-less, holy, moley when i throw flows like broly, trolling hoes like i work for the police, god damn, this flow is so me, god damn i blow your domepiece, goddamn i loan my homies half of the tracks in my dome and oh jeez.

silencer on the barrel, chamber of secrets, its nice to meet i will beat ya, god is dead i am Nietzsche, I straight deplete with my preaching, heat my dinner then begin to spit my flows like such a cretin, im a leech in a freaks skin,
i know you noticed, im that dude from that Otis band, you can load this clip and hold this shit right there in your open hand, hoping that ima choke, wrote this for you blokes with a broken hand, im scoping out the posers, all-in like poker man, no joker man,
Parental advisory i can get a little scary,
i bury dogs like you in the back of the house, pet cemetary, i speak til im outta breath [heaving] no pulmonary, dont play no cat and mouse with me hoe see no tom and jerry,
call me jihad, defraud these fakes, no brakes, I bomb and bury, relate to me, no way you lames are way gone off the mary,
gone off the deep end, seeping heaps of this speech in, drinking liters of bleach and heaving over beats, quick shit no stationary,
and thats the way it goes, my shit has become customary, so sit back hit that shit, listen to a revolutionary, im duecing on this beat, proved i'll defeat any dude who dares me, holy flow, get to know me though..... rap missionary, bitch