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Peel back skin like swan diving from a cliffside
causing waves of destruction, call me fuckin riptide
I rip minds, no need for hand signs
I'm connected to the trees, like forest landlines
I rewind my motions, coastin across space-time
bringin heavy body movement, cuz I embody the bass line.
And each line and each rhyme gives sight to the blind
Painting pictures 2 bars at a time, imagery so sublime
So su-blime the way that I-shine when I spit-rhymes
And I get-mine
It's undeniable, you might give sight, but I make blind
Flow so sick, swear it was spit shine
Wipe shit stains from my tims, 'cause I kick mimes
Call them that, 'cause too scared to spit 'gainst (against) my weak lines
Frozen at the mic like kid who messed up b-ball end time
Fuck a b-ball, wheres an 8-ball, I'm trying to score me some blow
So I can be temporarily blinded from the life that I know
Everytime I wake up, it's just another struggle
I don't sell drugs, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to hustle
I grew up watching things happen that I shouldn't have seen
Like seeing George Bush run the country, know what I mean?
I'm not even American, but that shit still effects me
Idiocy calling the shots, that shit spiritually wrecked me
Spiritually wrecked, kept everyone keep me in check
Cousins told me don't do this drug or roll with this nine tech
All hypocrites in my eyes, 'cause they did all that right after and landed arrest
Arrested, locked up, they said don't worry don't take none this to the chest
Spiritually, emotionally and damn sure physically of them I'm ahead
I set shit up now, two moves, two days from now, I got my bed
I'll sleep in it peacefully, while others all unstable are kept
Ain't afraid of death, but best know I know where to step
Who to fuck with, what to say, and who to mess when they carry lead
So I walk alone at night, let them all see, I ain't strapped, but be ready, 'cause I'm already set
Living life under the telescope, tax collectors at your throat
Trying to build up a home even though you know your broke
So you decide you aint gunna take it no mo' (more), hit up the corner n' flow
Start hittin' beats, not walkin' streets, but still dodgin' the funeral home
Hopin' one day your label will blow, but till then your still stuck with the 9-5
Doin' what it takes to survive, live everyday thankin' God your alive
So alive and free I am, but still so attached to the ground
Just left the parents, on my own, but can't fuck around
Gotta keep making money, till out the tv, radio comes my sound
My voice, so uplifting, put together images, to me they bound
Like homeward bound coming towards me, such a huge crowd
Get grabbed and licked everywhere when the album blasted loud
Wake up, see it's all a dream, what the fuck to do now?
Walk the streets, blow up a track, do my work, take a bow?
Don't see how, I need more, I'm too greedy to wait for what I'm owe
It's been too long in the waiting, the patience to my ambitions about to blow
ayyo this shit fresh off the dome no joke now
u test me like the faithful with no god, no hope now
u rob me you'll see somethin else coming, you're broke now
and u wanna fight me homie ur not so locc'd out
so trust me i got spits and rhymes n flow make your jaw drop
i got jedi mind tricks that even make a crooked cop talk
all off the dome no microphone just text now
ill put a finger on your sons forehead your sons blessed now
he will grow up to be greater than the father
im the motha fuckin maker battle me why bother?
foreal dawg i got the intellect of the whole fuckin internet
a lot of garbage, a lot of porn, but its got wikipedia ill go all in a bet
and come out on top while you come out broke as fuck
you know wussup its like that i am a damned beast
and leave you cut up n packaged like canned meat
homie be like damn he rippin the flow now
everyone think they dope now dunno if they can hold down
the motha fuckin monster i roar you scream
i even got freddy n jason scared of my torture schemes
id hold ya team down with a finger no biggie
you think ya flow is hot i think ya flows iffy
so git at me if u wanna roll with the best now
lets get up on the mic n lay the mothafuckin rest out
am i supposed be mean
should i conform to the scene
that was layed out before me
by dre and easy e
i bought a glock cuz i don't wanna stop
i toke the herb cuz if i don't i'll get dropped
is this me?
bending my reality through lsd
and another nitrous oxide dream
pumping bullets through niggas before they can even scream
i wanna leave
all of my friends have been decieved
i dream of putting down my gat and quitting silently
and is that wrong
giving up is harder when you're gone
chicka chicka bang bang
so fucking long
*BANG*
Pull all corners of ya existence to the center of ya vitality,
why battle me? you do and you die tragically
I'll tie you up and make you look as these knives gradually..
slice & divide cavities break..then combine magically!
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I'll come back when I'm not as bored or tired.
Ok.. I'm back, fuck it... lemme try this again...
I'm fly with this, friend.. .to the point I need a pilot inside of my pen..
I'm the person that decides whether your hype should begin
Cause I rightfully end, ... any life who gets on the mic to pretend..
Fucking rookies need to know when you fuck with a vet..
acting tough on the net, your waking up in buckets of sweat..
None of you suckers forget, I buck @ ya set
so ya death will be inevitable like a full chamber in Russian Roulette!
You a chump, n I bet you'd snitch if the cops were around..
officer down, glock - pop @ ya crown.. not so popular now?
Yeah that might have been a cliche... but that's the music today...
or what they usually say, amusing what they'll do to you, eh?
He gonna try it again, but this my first time/
virgin in this game, but runnin it like noel devine
like a West virginina mountaneer, cuz i stay so high/
spittin rhymes while i move its a lyrical drive by
drive so fast, even thought i'm in a buick/
I'd try on this shit, but i say fuck it, or screw it
like a new lightbulb, last 1 burnt out/
I write no problem, gwen stephanie... no doubt
I'm done with this shit, i'm just tryin to rack up posts/
I'm the best on this site, i dont even mean to boast
alright freestyle nobody gon read this but fuck it i be wild
ill be doin this till my older years gettin all senile
penile disfunctions, piss n shit in my pants
still a pen n a pad still spittin my raps
its no joke now in a motha fuckin nursing home
tryin to get clever, tryin to get some of that nurse's dome
60 years before im here spittin this sickness
from now to then i'll be sick and you as my witness
im a menace to a rap battler's community
there aint much a nobody could really do to me
you better off shootin me up like heroin
you seen a different dimension, ill take you there again
Hella Fresh there aint no comparin him
to any of these wack cats
grabbin a black bat n smackin wack rappers till they cant rap
you could find me posted chilling like a mailbox in winter no point in running races by default i am the winner more gifted than the trees decorated in December, catch me higher than a redwood right before i yell timber punches cause more damage than flight seven seven of '01 on the eleventh in september, dismember got a fan club just a small fee and you can be it's latest member call me 23 and y'all rookie defenders, try to grip my grain your hands will be covered in splinters crabs please let loose off my nuts with your pincers
I will dismember your army, if any of you try to harm me
I lyrically beat phony emcee's until they're purple like Barney
I'm still new to this shit, with an uncomparable flow
You wanna try to catch me slippin' but I'll just bury the blow
I'll leave your bars incomplete, "N/A" on "Do you wish to compete?"
Most times opponents have 2 choices; forfeit or defeat
I should point this out now - my skill set gets alot of loot
Your rhyming skills are disgusting .. and nastier than a prostitute