ain’t no cop Jay Reed.
Read this artifact, statements made to the police on a wire.
Read a nigga speech options, say less.
Say more, performance feats.
Calling fakes on every play.
Pistol read, weak D’s on my set, body hike, pocket passive, long reach.
More apt of running all through them.
Seems mobile but patient, two-minute drills define me.
Clutch in any moment.
Falling back is resolved with reserves that shake secondaries.
Won’t be the first to find out.
Pistol offense reads schemes opposed to it.
Options never end on flee, scurries, flurries.
A sudden rush prematurely got them falling on their feet.
Stiff like arm robbery, line back in calls, can’t contain a beast.
Press box, press coverage.
Man down on man-to-man, Annex on this island of make believe.
Exposing the rails and Jay reads.
Shot caller, man in that gun offense.
Need more than a spot to count on me, reading in too deep.
- READ OPS
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