WRITTEN VERSE FOR AUDIO PART 2 WITH THE HOOK N VERSES

[Gutta]

You lack the minerals and vitamins
Ladies and gentlemen sit tight as I begin
Because the pen is trembling
And I aint even wrote a sentence yet
But you better bet
Even if my pencil is touched, the page leaks like
A levee that busts and stay breached, runnin through you
Like Jerome Bettis the Bus and AP (Adrian Peterson)
You shoulda known better because I play deep
I need some more cheddar to cut to stay cheesed
I treat ya like the head of a duck I aim, squeeze
Most of yall got flows But not a poet passions,
That’s why im flowin past em, if time is money
We cant chat unless they overdraftin
Plus they low on cash, Baby, we can take it slow
In the Black Mercedez, play it low while I blast the AC
With the bass bumpin, leave ya ear drum buzzin
Cant hear yaself think but the heat’ll hush ya
Comin from the Roof top sniper
Beatin down the beats above ya goin til I see the W cuz

Man my pen burnin, I need the higher learnin
I need the Eric Sermon, But not Generic Versions
I need that HI Life, I need that Gladyss Night
I need Bad Boy, I need the cameras lights
I need a fix of Pac, I need a fifth Vodka
I need to spit that hot shit
For all yall heads to rock with

Take off the trainin wheels try n handle the bars
Cuz u playin me like Gasol tryin to slam on Jabar
every verse I spit is merciless so clap and applaud
And every word is quick to burn ya kid
So hand em the water, before ya shake the hands of the author
I aint kiddin, imma tame n settle ya raps
I flow with no limits never end up like Mac
In no Prison, The flow strictly got ya calvary shooken
Cuz u frontin like u Battlin Brooklyn, No Biggie
So roll with me, let me get ya behind the wheel
And You know I got that fiya like a Juvenile single
She lookin fly but still I gotta find a hook that I can feel
And I aint tryin to get in shit that central bookin might appeal too
On the real and metaphorically speakin I let the pen bleed
N leave dictionaries and thesauruses leaking
Try to ingnore the beat and you will feel
As if you in a New Orleans precinct with no Lawyer to speak with
I need it, that’s why I dropped this with the hook
This ya central bookin patna, knock a nigga fo they book em’

[FlipSide]

Cuz u frontin like u Battlin Brooklyn, No Biggie

And You know I got that fiya like a Juvenile single

see some potential in ur writing..and i know that writtens for audio dont ever look right but u could have came harder on this piece... I rarely see u drop and think that with some consistency u can elevate quickly... but i dont kno much so.... ehh what is it worth