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That didn't hit me absolute... I'm powering up homie...
I'm powerin up like a super saiyan I crush caps like tough man lessons
I'll devour ya cuz now I aint playin like "kush" raps I make "impressions"
you must come harder than that against unbridled perfection...
yo absolute read my "breath out poem" in poetry corner - its at the top of the list... It took me about 20 minutes. Tell me what you think.
If your skills be super saiyan then my rhyme's Destron Gas/
My class you can't surpass like Jupiter's mass - my gravity alone'll crush your ass!!//
And I'll check out the poem.
Jupiter revolves around this punks head now so to speak
Imma god how I defy infinity ignoring all of your gravities
Life...and your end is inevidable...
...You can't "Defy Infinity" like "Oprah Handing you the Keys"/
Your writs and rhymes can be definied by your avatar...we're all very displeased//
This man thinks he clownin Kaid completely wit his fake hits
I'm in fightin stance my eyes focused now I'm makin fists!
yeah I got "keys" but they about cubes and information
That will end your career if I use em to devastate ya
I'm the cream of the crop and you are a laughin stock
If you read about my shots they'll kill ya / like a shootin glock!
ha! look at these brothas... /
They like ambulances when they ride on the streets
cuz paramedics don't know jack about how to hold heat!
Babies clentch fists in bitch fits, man up and fight me/
This nigga's game COULD be fire and mine parchment and you STILL couldn't "light me"!/
But these pussy attempts ignite me - though no need to rage full force/
No need to beat you by going "full coarse" - I could out spit you throat soundin' all harsh/
Is this a farmers market? All I see are fruits.
I could continue this concept, but the point is moot.
Fly like a fighter pilot a gladiator won't match this violence
The mere mention of the name scares these absolute bitches into silence
You laugh in the face of good cause you can't face you're a failure/
Cause Rhymin' Good's Not your Nature - "WacK" is more SUITable to you like it's been tailored/
I absolutEly can't face failure cos i left it behind me
For y'all talentless bitches to whom the light of my rhyme's blinding
You preform like rats when ya spew out the "truth raps"
Like "straps" You couldn't even beat kaid wit "full caps" (CAPS LOCK)
I messed up on that one...
nah its ok...
It would have been better if he wrote in caps ;)
My rat raps straight grimey, sick and sewer ridden nigga try me/
My "Straps" "lash backs" on ya "Weakened" fags like "Pilot's Whip to Christ" be/
uh oh you know what time it is... he didn't even touch me...
Imma ragin giant wit some awesome loins under GODS WATCH
rip ya chest open when I SUPER SLAM ya neck on the HARD TOP!
I'll take your advice... hmm.. interesting...