Tectonics by dmetri

I guess the heart is like the tectonics,
Getting shaky then it breaks when you reek novice,
Offer reason off the preaching when you speak clean,
This the galaxy I chose just to seek knowledge,
Mini Ks all around we draconian the shoulder strap smell of moth balls but it’s sold again,
To a neighborhood ruled by the broken men tore apart communities but you and me is out for debt what’s the next step?
Tears wit collect calls punching at the brick wall half cooked dinner but the ramen is ya fate,
Systolic is severe with the pressure from ya peers and ya homie with ya babymomma tryna take ya place,
Every angle taken was never congruent so I kept my circle they will hurt you to remain ruthless,
Rudimentary thoughts was given from a system that is showing us more with no mission.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rap
• Real MCs
• hiphop
• real music
• underground hip hop
• Orlando