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Fools cashing out, using my rhymes as a bailout, yo ill never sell out,
Just to get some clout, no doubt I rather take risk like Lucas route,
Body count is high, see where the mattresses lie, why lie,
I could put holes in the sky, watch how many angels bleed by,
Devils playing advocate, for an advancement, **** it,
I rather die with empty duckets, flavored the beat so you cant touch it,
Even though they say, jay ****** it, but I dont care, critics love to air,
Out they emotions, like ******* I'm just pitching this, too crisp,
Suckas ears open to this, once the mic is hot you'll be feeling it,
Make yall hop like frogs, when I dump out the cannon, yall will be fog,
Morning mist, disappeared when the sunkissed, my melanin shell,
Love my wifey, she ain't hard to tell, smell her scent everywhere, I mail,
Post stamp I'm talking mother nature ya tramps, I'm the bass and the amp,
Stomping you ants, over my ******* rims, I'm a texas geechee,  
I make haters retreat, time to pay the reaper, cuz I got yall receipts,
Feel me?, probably not, cuz I'm not the one who got shot?, and got got,
5 to 9 times they be plotting your plot, loving to see you in a grave yard plot,
I been dead, since I was born, I been the eyes in the midst of the storm,
Hurricane flow tidal wave about to go, over ya head prepare for the water bed,
Yeah yall sleepin, while I'm creepin, I turn into redman when I hit the Rosey,
Come gather round me, I smoke til my thoughts empty, dont tempt me,
My accuracy on point like Tom Brady, signature joint, your my lady,
Crush candies, call em my sugar baby, no way you can play me baby,
I'm silky smooth, iceberg slim when I break the rules, womanizer on cruise,
Yo I dont loose, I keep myself invested, stocks in the hoes, so rents collected,
Reverse the roles, they call it *****  empowerment, wrong,
***** I call it entitlement, loving off the hills of the government, no money spent,
Only leeches love blood, ******* out ya back and its like that,
Sounds of the click clack, disperse chit chat, me falling off, uh imagine that,
Never spin it, too clever, after the mozzarella, **** a funky Cinderella, yo I'm a go getter, watch for rats, that's splinter,
Embraced with dark energy Jedi synergy
See what it does to the industry phonies
Cop three Maloney bunch of  bolgnia OG
Moved from a TG switched sceneries
Now I'm standing like the Haiti revolutionary
Scary could make a ghost flee the cemetery
Mase like Perry smoother than Barry i carry
Melanin dominant genes plot a killer theme
Provoke a poor man dream eyes to spleen
Feel what i mean? I'm clean to a kosher
Violence ultra respect my culture vultures
I throw on my enemies with dead energies
Or garlic shots a vampire leeched for desire
Competition in dire need laid my seed
Let the demons of seth breath in and out
I ain't wilding out this the slanging south
Where fools might catch a gun in they mouth

Wordsmith infinite see my hearts in it
To win it stick it like a wicked senate
Or a black pendant Satan's begotten son
Next to Big L never hold L's spark well
With gats til bodies swell can you smell
The flesh cookin' from the bullets hookin'
Kareem Abdul- Jabbar look afar pace the stars
sharpen once i pierced the sun and the moon
Legends of doom justice of the enemies
Cronies gun retains my legacy accuracy
John Madden playmaker microphone booms
Even shook up a volcano blooms kaboom
Hotter than hottest degree from a suns
Frequency who better to be lay down the black papacy
Its the return of the
King so others become a cling
To the magnitude of an o-ring sitting in pockets
Guess what ******* I'm clocking ya duckets


Seven billion to one times infinite equals me
To a maximum degree rhyme creeds
Feeds my soul out of control stroll
Down the valley of dark portals scrolls
Of me written back before jesus bc
Even romans gotta acknowledge me
Simply set the wars digest multiple scars
much gore im tryna set back the score
Pass even stevens more reasons
For ya to die as i seasoned ya breathin'
Cracked ya egg yoke smoke a joke loc
I ain't the one to play with ****** Lee Ray
Alias Chuckie come and hunt me
Keep dolls around me at least 20
Ready to serve fools loosing they nerve
Yo my guns feel a perve itching for a *******
Duece bucking watch chickens ducking
Plucking off the rest of ya feathers pleasures
Death taste it's like toxic paste
Internal bleeding with so many teethin'
Tryna conserve energy to uphold their idiocy
Never me i be chillin' smoking doobies trees
Gettin' windy once I inhaled the presence's heavenly
Our caps flew like confetti.
Thank god I customized mine.
I'll keep it as a memento of all-nighters,
friendships formed in the academic trenches,
dismissive professors and group-project-tortures.

This isn’t another ‘drunk girl’ holiday, despite obvious similarities.
Our parents, sisters, brothers, and grandmothers are here.

We came in doe-eyed, holding overpriced planners,
and enough provisions for two year Mars missions.
We hoped to discover friends, decent Wi-Fi signals
and perhaps our adult selves.

Now we're holding diplomas, those future-proofing talismans.
Mine’s in molecular biophysics and biochemistry.
Which is wry, because when I was in high school,
my sister accused me of not knowing how to boil water.

I've been asked "What’s next?" a thousand times in the last month.
I have plans—but I was dying to shrug and say, “that’s tomorrow’s problem,” like I’ve spent major duckets, degree wise, but remain the ditzy blonde.
The standard graduate answer, I’ve heard, is "I dunno."
(though honestly, it’s a great answer).

Congratulations, all of you graduating overachievers out there—everywhere.
Go forth, be fabulous and find that next big dream.
Can you believe we actually did this?
Argh! I gotta go, someone wants another picture.
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Songs for this:
What Dreams Are Made Of by Evann McIntosh
Summer Wind by Robert Mosci
Tomorrow by Wings
BLT Merriam Webster word of the day challenge 05/18/25:
talisman = an object believed to have positive magic powers

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