Metaphors Trapped Behind Bars

This is one of my favorite freestyles to date. Its Jay Z of course, free-styling off of Joe Budden’s “PUMP IT UP” instrumental.
My favorite line of the whole song is
“whos the nicest,
like polite less,
on these mic devices
and I dont write this “

Read this and look at the metaphors trapped behind these bars. The song is at the end.

gimme that beat fool, its a full time jack move
dont worry skano ill give it back soon
just havin a little fun, wassup my nigga?
S dot collection
black album comin soon
just gonna vent a little bit
have a little fun with it
yes yes

Aint nobody dumping on Hov
you aint in sanitation or sanitarium
what are you crazy Jay-z will bury em
I’ll get you drug out the club they have to carry em
Go head bug out I raid, niggas scared of him
worry I’m not, the Mike Jordan
of the mic recording
its Hovi baby you Kobe maybe, Tracy McGrady
matter fact you Harold Miner, JR Rider
washed up on marijuana
even worse you a Pervis Ellis
you worthless fella
you aint no athlete you Shawn Bradley
I aint talking to nobody in particular
my flow is just vehicular, homicide when Im kicking up dust
anybody in my path
is a car crash waiting to happen, nigga what?
I got my foot on the door
on the post of this rap game and I aint letting up, yep
Whos the nicest,like polite less,on these mic devices
and I dont write this
I just might this,i will it to happen
one take hove I’m real in this rapping
My new name is just the facts
while the rest of yall just adjust the facts
put words together, just to match
I say what I feel, yall adjust to that
I do the opposite of yall so I just attract
the realer audience, usually unjustly black
know my flow and the shit they go through just match
like the sound of my voice and a Choice Just track
I just tackle the subject the flack of the public is nothing
I know real niggas happen to love it
if you don’t like it, look in the mirror
most likely you aint live it, so you don’t get it
you aint did it, so you cant vision
the picture I’m painting aint vivid
the language I’m spitting is so foreign to ya
see was starving will do to ya
growing up hard in a little apartment will do to ya
I’m just talking to ya
I’m just talking through ya

Take a listen to tha real thing. Its bad to have a summer hit aimed at you..

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