should i bring this rap verse to studio, is it good enough?

illicit

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The Covenant

My words are scripture, paint a thousand one pictures
Conjugated in a mixture, illuminating light fixture
Mister Government, I came up wit, s***, now I am running it
My flow bestows the law as it falls inside its covenant
disclosed you choose to open it, exposed and now your coping wit
the sores you can endure, but the cure, there is no hope for it.
In these dog days, the ganja haze, will take me to a higher place
My thoughts go up in smoke and get choked out in a fire phrase
Conspired ways, a trace of paranoia is often common place
Erase it from your mind and get lost, somewhere in time and space
My point in case, the joint erased, is bound to have that shit replaced
you can pick your poison if you learn, to down the bitter taste
i swallow hard and spit my ways, disregard what you may say
follow my heart and don’t depart my yard without some weed to blaze
I set to phase, my laser-nades, then lob ‘em right across the plate
On HGH, anticipate, a hit, but it will detonate
see it’s too late, to bunt at it, this game ain’t for the fun of it
I stock it up then lock it up, constraint inside my covenant.

Chorus:
If s*** gets tough I welcome it
I never fail and seldom quit
The last thing I surrendered
Was my soul upon the covenant
it's a collab
 
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