Refrain from saying the game was made for playing,
You're on your knees for the God, but it isn’t for praying,,
I ain't just saying, that I'm fly, this isn't a fair race,
Baghdad accused me of invading restricted airspace,
I spit that alchemy fluid, you want to battle me, do it,
And get lifted off your feet like a cavalry unit,
My rhyme's relentless when I combine the sentence,
It's all about the fire, like Donald Trump was my apprentice,
If a warrior can't rep wit' this, why would I let a bitch?,
You'll get beaten worse than Native American settlements,
Only roll with tough bitches that put a four to your skull,
And always catch her man creeping like the border patrol,
Designed to own beef, an O-G, when I throw free's,
Don’t need, weed, I fuckin smoke keys,
You can’t dethrone me, a known beast, when my flows reach,
It'll smash, your tracks, until every fucking note bleeds,
I’m so street, my throne keeps, its own heat,
Broke screens, you don’t know C, u don’t want to try GOD,
So elite, bones scream, when I fucking sign on,
Minds gone, cats scared to type” Ron",
Mics drawn, as the skies dawn, the earth quakes,
I’ve got pussy palmed, like your mom, on your fucking birth date,
Merk fakes, burn lames, when words flame, my flows scorch,
Oh lord, I’ve choked corps, until I fucking closed morgues,
With no force, a lone course, country controls death,
You can tell I’m an old vet, by the way I fucking hold text(tecs),
I can’t let my soul rest, sometimes I fucking forget to breathe,
If it doesn’t involve money, then it just doesn’t exist to me,
Not just another sick MC, there’s poison in his teeth,
I could rip this bitches spleen, cause he fucking mentioned C,
Shit this bitch is king, the lord don’t got to play nice,
Cause when I hit this key, Rapbattles.com becomes a fucking grave site.
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