Verbal Ability ( The Enemy)
No emcee can match the ability thats harder
My rhyme spoken finesse goes through armor
Throw these wack emcees on these trains
Unload them as I posses my own domains
I treat them like a concentration camp style
Gas chambers, mass graves, bulldozed in piles
Logical intelligence rises above all nonsense
Fuck the money cause im buryin dead presidents
Techniques cause submissions to predators
Many inferior, bow down and call me emperor
Egyptian ways, skeletons made their grave
As slaves, made my tomb in which I encave
All religions trash their books to the lyricist
My style is an expansion like an imperialist
Throw on the beat, world domination ignites
Put ya self in my shoes and you get an insight
War emerges, Gods curses made the purchase
The unknown purpose, my own lost verses
Reimburses a pressing of ones who disobey
Revolution sparks as the violence ricochets
Nations collaborate to fight on enemy lines
Some fell to my lyrics, then leaders resigned
I cleanse all with these hostile word analogies
I bring halt the fantasy and display bad realities
Catastrophe too nice a word for a description
As we all portray hatred over a person's religion
Who is the one say an enemy is the true enemy
Dont need to worry, its just my verbal ability
