N.Y. State of Mind Cypher [Freestyle]

Yeah, yeah, yeah ayo, I'm about to freestyle
This shit my nigga
All from the dome, whatever, fuck that
So, let's start this shit
Yo, straight out the fucking dungeons of rap
Where fake niggas don't make it back (word)
Imma drop this verse on 'em quick, but look
I said um, yo huh

Visions of bodies decomposing as I'm
Hoping my life is blessed
And I can die with no regrets as I step
Into the world of sin
Puffing on this cloud, where do I begin?
I bring nothing but lethal weapons
And smith and wessons to ride on my enemies
Hope they learn they lesson
I once contemplated suicide
Saying "fuck it, life is rugid"
Nothing but niggas pushing buttons
And bitches frontin' for the nookie as
They push me to my limit
Thinking this shit is a gimmick
Now give me a minute
To unleash the rage up on the stage
And see nothing but misery and pain
Although I'm too advanced for my age
I listen to the wise despise
The hateful look of life
And as I grab a switchblade knife
See niggas is bitches and bitches is niggas
Now who would figure, yah main nigga