My thoughts so grim the mic begged me to pass.
Spit sick, killed off Hailey’s comet,
Ran laps 'round Saturn, no cap, just honest.
Battling fate with more scars than trife,
Scoping, rifling — welcome to real life.
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My thoughts so grim the mic begged me to pass.
Spit sick, killed off Hailey’s comet,
Ran laps 'round Saturn, no cap, just honest.
Battling fate with more scars than trife,
Scoping, rifling — welcome to real life.
Completely crumble those who mumble threat's but lack the heart to rumble
Mantra sting fatal as Japanese wasps as you humble bee's bumble
You tumble like you were boxed in by a prime Mutumbo cracking slabs of concrete with bare hands bloody rumbles in ghetto jungles
You fumbled the play to the max I shoot precise never a stray dump your ashes after cremation in an ashtray
Styles psycho worthy of a mental asylum with a bamboo stick I'm cracking em until retreats the option
Master of chess boxing major hollow tips spit into the vest popping
Dedicated to a degraded life
Was an O-Dog menace by age of five
Norman Bates psycho-driven murderer
Killer in serial master manipulator
Shawshank Redemption executions
Alcatraz prison bloody altercations
Imbedded scars worsened by prison bars
Deathrow awaits gas chamber fate
Disrespect cultivates due to sick neglect
Murderous thoughts ruled by liquor shots
Hollow tip dreams of Devil’s Rejects lunatics
Fears of threat levels raised to severe
Perils crystal clear like transparent tears
Mood fiery as Nazi cremation facilities
Irrational beefs settled with mad cattle
Despicable tortures are invariably fatal
Mantra got first edition covers on books n lyrics
Took ya spirit shouldve looked before ya took the first step
Earthquakes and shakes shook ya fear kid
U jusge someone look in the mirror quick
Fearless jet li fighting for freedom in the concrete ring
Constant pain our reign falls short like fire terrain
I pen scriptures like prophets in the digital,
Holy with the scheme but the cadence is criminal, minimal,
minuscule wit details price em out like retail
Mind in the furnace, I write with the flame,
Every line I write is bringing the pain, just play the game.
From the gutter to galaxy, my roots stay tethered in reality
I spit timeless — weatherproof through every storm
Call it what you want, but that’s truth in the booth
Pulchritudinous rage — beautiful war.
Carrie White prom rage
Chris Benoit rabid wolverine uncaged
Birth date commenced by earthquakes
Born in innocence evil bred to despicable
I'm built for war like Neanderthals
ISIS recruit due to deep criminal roots
Mental combat deadly as games of chicken with freight trains
Combative brain trained on rugged terrain
Saddam Hussein indescribable reign of pain
Satanic black flames scorch charred veins
Pearl Harbor kamikaze Japanese bombers psyche
Incoherent notions devised to spread dismay
Turn this into bloody battle like Iraqi Holy Days
Apocalypse of Book of Revelation scriptures
Biblical literature cemetery-like features
Freddy Krueger nightmare-inducin’ terror
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Graded A plus for the analogy crush
Mantra wordplay shitting on emcee's without a flush
They lust the divas I fuck vagina's stretched like Mr Fantastic
No shaggy but the intercourse is Boombastic
Bastard that's old and dirty but styles dangerously drunken
A Genius in this Cold world who always stood for something
Mantra Bombay with more loose screws than Kanye
Catch me out West smoked out with Jewish homies in the driveway
It's bizarre as Ugod once the vengeance is released
A nigga with additude screaming fuck the police
Watch through the peephole if he disrespect he's catching a Rock like Pete
I'm smooth as C.L. once I defeat emcee's by the fleets
So recognize I exceptionally excell
Peep the big picture as I leave emcee's laid out Iike Big L
Wrestlers rockin’ the same fit, twin clones in the ring,
You squintin’ hard, tryin’ to tell who’s doin’ they thing.
Same boots, same trunks, same cut, no flair—
Might as well tag in a mannequin, nobody cares
Like she’s baring all for playboy
Crowd confused, chantin' names that don’t match the face,
But you still yell “Let’s go!” like you know who’s in place.
It’s a fashion show....
they just copy-paste, no style, no soul,
They all look like create-a-character with no goal.
If you can’t tell who’s who, champ,
don’t cha act tougher then leather
Just book yourself a trip to Lens Crafters.
Visuals blurry, drama gets lost,
Can’t sell a story if identity’s the cost.
Back in the day, you knew the vibe on a glance,
Now it’s just gym bodies trying to flex in a stance.
One’s a heel? One’s a face? Who knows, who knew?
Might need 4K just to see through the gimmick
I got flows like China has sweatshops
Lyrically more deadly acts than prison murders on rapists, and pedofiles
I bring more pain than hot chicken grease thrown in your face
Bones broke out of place another Calvin Broadus murder case
More beef than burgers my black burner spitting
Kill em like King Von fist shot crippled a vagabond
We paid his bond my rage is Kong a king defeated the pawn
The hater's follow I got a bloody beating victim
With more niggas on welfare and SSI
Driving a Stolen Chrysler die a man before a lifer
Trifer than mother's sex trafficng their own seeds
I got a digital title, I put cha in my arrival
Came through the void in a chrome suit, no trial
Neon dreams, I beam, no file
I glitch in the grid and I kill with a smile
My shotty damages wisdom body
Scarface's incarcerated bailed sniffing lines in the lobby
It's a hobby to make em hobble to coffins proceed with caution as I'm enforcing
Jeffrey Dahmer deadly hobby
Mutilate stacks of dead bodies
Gat sparks hastily like Tupac robbery in NYC lobby
Brandish burner so you’ll be in crossfire of Chrysler
Street beef grilled by flames like hamburger meat
Corpses rigor mortis singed by blowtorches
Decimation of nasal cannulae to stop respiration
Proceed with caution to avoid annihilation
Paranoia psychosis of synthetic marijuana
Manic personality, anger of oppressed societies
Spontaneous rage, Django out repressive cage
Murderous intent like Saddam Hussein’s sons
Al Capone public enemy number one
Hogwild feral child with iniquitous smile of Nile crocodiles
Ultramagnetic radar couldn’t identify sniper range
Of pain infliction I’m addicted like Diego Maradona was of cocaine
Damn verbal slaughter 😡
Circle so small I forgot the passcode,
Only day-ones in the room when the bag is secured
Cut ties quick, never needed no lasso
or wonder woman
Trust so rare, best protect yo neck
like cash rules everything around me.......
Too many snakes tryna hiss in the convo, act like they know me........
I don’t play chess with a pawn, that’s a lost code.
I'm a knight wit honor........I got the code wit the retna scan.....
Moves real quiet, you could blink
I’m a past go, like a thousand bucks
Built from the struggle, every scar got a backstory.
Mental health struggles
Lawrence Taylor with yayo
Iron man like the Great Bambino
Honor code of Bushido
Samurai culture till essence dies
Three dimensions snake eyes
William Munny emboldened
Heavy metal like molten
Rapid-fired multiple rounds
Heat of Nolan Ryan on mound
Andrei Kirilenko AK-47 spray
Pure dominance of Doak Walker in NCAA
Frank Lucas deadly grudges
American gangsters disciplinary orders
Voracious appetite of Tyson on fight night
Cruel treatment deprivation of human rights