They say that my flow is so broke, but my bars be so dope "I think he should go ghost. You know, just write quotes Lyrically, ain't touching he, but when he rap, it's dull to me Like, where the hell is energy? He taking L's where satan be." But now that I got a hold on the microphone. Just know that I'm going off when I get on My pen game so insane, got more cells than a membrane of an inmate deranged I can't be restrained, replayed, or reframed. No back track. Kill y'all niggas with my hands tied behind my back. Leave my feet all on this track But won't tell where the flame was at. Never Charizard those charred bars Just ash fall. Y'all probably won't catch 'em all Im having myself a ball With black pants. Black suit To match my new mood. White shirt and black socks It's you that's in the box. I'm fresh to death. You went from fresh to death I'm the heir just let me vent. You should give this match a rest Don't sleep on me. Crack ya neck and stretch Man I'm heaven sent. Just listen to the genesis Numinous. Illuminates within the sentences, penmanship is Norbit's bitch You know the form, that really morbid shit. The kind of shit, when spit, that make a movie to horror flick and morph a whore evangelist Get the hint? Naw nigga, smell the stinch. These lyrics with no censorship. It's foul like it's out of bounds. Rewind that line for slow minds. These lyrics with no censorship, it's foul like it's out bowels. Never running out of vowels, nouns, verbs that shit absurd. Words, on words, on words, on words, like onward, onward, onward, onward. Attack better back, back, cuz I'm intact to attack and attach that bomb to the back of ya nap sack, while I laugh at your expense. I'm so intense, like camping trips. This is it. Swift Michael Jackson. Kill mics. I doctor the game with stitches. Yea, I patch it up, like pirates. I'm pilot, that's flyness. Fly as man of iron, or giant. That's solid. Don't gas it. I'm so lit. Your rhymes heavy my eyelids. I'm tired. I level levels. We on different channels. You will never level with my level. I levitate, over space shuttles. You barely even hovering. Bored again. Let me catch up on my ZzZzZz's. I sleep
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