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Everybody loves Nizzy
I leave a lasting imprint on whoever I touch
My prescence is my gift
I'm so warm-blooded
but my coolness is a must
Love is my first language
I hold refuge everyone endearing
A simple laugh recharges my reason
Though I distribute freely
My understanding is that these too have wings
. . .Ok
no sadness still
My back turns
Leaving my lasting impression

...My Capability...

Black skies
the stars shine bright when they pass me
My Flourescent mentality
Reality keep me justified
Adjusted my eyes to the sky above
Wishin upon a halo
I'm concentrated
Potential energy is manifested
I get nicer by the swift of a pen
Diggin deeper into this mind
Rewindin the clocks
Manually turnin back the hands of time
Back Before Nizzy was alive
Way before the fire burned and etched in my tounge
Dragons spit fire
My last written words'll get you numb


...Nizzy is my Venom...

. . .Just how I feel. . .

If I spoke these words
my lungs would crack and collapse
I perfer to bleed deep
Black Ink
Seep into my Genius
Characteristic is monumental
Close ya eyes and be sentenced to sentimentals
Lyrically splittin each line on this page
I'm a Fable of a feeble mind
Things rush through me
I see my thoughts
My letters are like penicillin
I may not need
But I'm eager to heed the reasons
to Breathe easy
Readin this piece
rememberin to speak Easily. . .

..damn near seductinve..

Lips that powerful...
damn near seductive
Kissed the lips of an angel
Shit. .I'd trade my trade my halo in for more
With nothin but lint in my pockets
I'll never stop till my fingers interlock around your waste
. . .The taste of those lips put me in an awkward position
Dazed!
Spiralin out of control till i regain my senses
Did I forget to mention
Thinkin of the way ya
eyes, body glistened
Gave me a starting sentence
You're my inspiration

. . .

I wanna be the illest
Give me a pen and I'll show you my seriousness
A flame ignites when i let the ink go
I don't let go
I see nothing but these black letters
Featherweights couldn't fuck wit my potential
Foreworded sentences don't exist
Freestylin is all I know
Verbally. .
Not the least
Peace only exist to me
when I eagerly need to release
Lost words puncture me