muscles in the wrist makes the fist clench, a hiss when tight grip around the larynx, when emcees try to behold my effigy, you can't square 26 letters if you don't rhyme
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muscles in the wrist makes the fist clench, a hiss when tight grip around the larynx, when emcees try to behold my effigy, you can't square 26 letters if you don't rhyme
mathmatically
I rap tragically, on tracks I lap weak cats drastically, got em wheezin asthmatically/
Stumble on a track spit casually, rhyme fantastically lines cause cavities,
rap enthusiastically happily for ever more,
^^wheezin asthmatically>
pain hits for unknown reazonz magically legionz of emceez catch brain lesionz
soaked in the blood of slain demons, aim heaters wit the same power that raised Jesus/
praise heevans for no reasons, catch me in hell ridin on the tail of a bohemeth
i be creepin like a ninja quick ta stick a star in ya/
got scorched wit the torch, den stash da body up unda da porch...
step into the thunderous courts and I'll rip ya dungaree shorts/
bloodsport lunge-an-spree morph into a lyrical anomaly my scriptures rival that of the great sacrates/
my stories mistaken for Esop's or Sophecles', my prophecy's possibly stoppin hypocrisy/
Hangin judges that made justice a mockery,world-wide headhunting the heads of aristocracies
Got the game on lock, with hardrock assasins dreaming of blasting me for the keys/
dog, dem fagots its nuffin but fleas, spit harder rymes than da trunk of a tree....
I'm a monk and a priest, dumpin the beast in pieces amongst the debris/
hung wit tha leaves,heard the whispers of the souls deceased
On how they flowed with ease, droppin' parables in between some ill soliloquies
no birds birthing my seeds only queens drug-free/
A better tommorow for me means, no seeds becoming fiends//
da word of a tru god with a dream, my team, never sellout, 4 any amount of dat cream...
baptized in a fountainous stream alongside mountains that's green/
I eat my greens smothered in cream, order a triple and serve the whole team
When it's time to blow steam, I crush my competitors, line after line, and neva lettin' up
I'm settin' up, lines & rhymes, into a masterpiece, and when I'll be gettin' up...
I'll be affectin ya wit imagery in yo retina of predators gettin in yo ass like an enema...
three times as sinister as chemical ali, im making hoes careers disappear like hurricane g
murder-4-free...decree my degrees 2 blow thermometers...//
apply pressure that register on barometers, they grabbed my shoe to walk miles but never saw the first kilometer
Project images like a monitor, pixels, perfect position, crystal clear verses, like high definition
widescreen vision, observe man's actions, my brain stores violent imagerys, than gigabytes stores memories, it's the fantasy that Mariah carries her epiphany
soldiers stomp rhythmically, carbomb explosions is the symphony, screaming children is the choir, the homeless keep warm, putting dead babies on the bonfire
Rebuild gone empires, resurrect mythical creatures, with wings, breathing fire, the typical features
Ritual teachers don't reach us wit they cynical speeches, we only beseeched by Levitical preachers/
These rhymes make you speechless, claim I'm biting, I'll leave you teethless
(and damn you're dope prophet)
pagan writing will defeat this regiment full of weakness blast ya residence and prefix the predicate of beastness
I level wit my priestess, sentiment's my weakness, I never meant to leave but the lesson here is meekness/
told with the wavering conviction of a secret thats so inconceivable, one would tempt fate to speak it
stainless leave u feetless like meth i bring the pain//
rock smoke broke ya brain let ya head hang when i slang ya frame
sparks fly when heavy metal bangs, I feel obliged that Mary J. sang, through the eulogy, the priest was spittin' scriptures like a veteran emcee, the devil did beats as the angel tapped his feet
Foes wrapped in sheets from my verbal assassination, sometimes trapped in beats, cuz of herbal fascination
The heat released from the clavicle Haiti degrees, steez leaves grounds shaken/
Human nature to render ya firm once it's my turn, i'm not mis-taken/