Jesse Howard - Another letter to the rap game lyrics

I'm sputtering; uttering, not stuttering; other than others when I arrive like Kieth Sutherland Son of Sam I am with Mics; Gun in hand Gunning and stunning; cram one muttered spam with scan; love of land Smother with other hand Never catch me under, staying Understand, unless it's formal shutup man I damn near brush off from fluttering, from the shoulders Didn't stutter; I "Strutter"; "Strutter" bam! "Bam-bam" bam; Sting like a bee. Float like a bu*terfly span and can't clam. Whammy Watch me. A "W". Cluttered hand Watch; "W" on cluttered hand Delete ya sputtered scams Brotha scram. I RevRun to shut up Men Pray to god for forgiveness from my sins and DDT with the power of DMC when I stun a man Tougher than leather. Damn When I flood the land With other crayons to hover Pens; rudder spraying... My flow Detecting the foes Checking the feaux Stressing the pros My Flow Detecting the foes Checking the feaux Stressing the pros My flow detecting the chose Hahaha Tech to chose Mic check 2, 1, 2 are you there? Shadow box; stun crews; run through Shallow cops policing the airwaves All stairways are to heaven like airplay It is a HipHop community I'll never give in to creating eulogies either What are you to me? f** Pre... f** preclinical spikes. ssssss, sssss. Subliminal plights Gawking at these emcees is the price of squawking with peace Heart stopping deceased after plights with no meaningful expression with rapping and hard act is spotted in streets Evolve; caution to peace I can't fight the feeling of a beat. There's nothing you can say to me to win a battle of wits I don't waste time on rattles and fits in front of speculation babble is sh** Rather scramble writtens with it f** dinosaurs who spy no words obstructive to beef I'm a maniac. I'm expressing myself. Expression for mental health PTSD and other short term memories add up to mental problems. I let go If you get mad that I ignore the whack smack to scratch that Can feel my past is bad mends So I'm a mad man I'm trapped. tripping That after his crashed plans led to my last sentence So use head to exact repentence Cleanse with sacred words and physical evidence For family, watchers, insanity, coppers, rockers and showstoppers who hold choppers Scan with third eye; Draw from more than five holy books No more jive homie look For example; I backpack couth to the past Thoughts and speeches I have em on when I walk with jesus Scrolls from dead seas and Read leges Hold up, relay this; religious bibles even Issues are ceased with enough clues seepin