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Concept battle'n leviathin, ridin the tide in
the divine verses i let loose collidin with zeuses lightnin
its frighnin, imma butter the toast and fry ya
spittin fire at the ten headed hydra
secret agent liar, you think ya verses be tight, well my minds like pliars
im screwed off the top like budwisers and crack cocaine buyers
i rap the facts loud im compared to a town crier
$ix a 747 cuz no rapper flies higher
a buck fifty scar bought and payed for, tricks up my sleeve rockin a bionic arm
clippin the tree branches at the chronic farm
smoke the leaves laced with pcp and shake bars
i take yars....walk threw ya hood yard in a hoodie hands grippin eagle claws
i steal cars and bringim to the chop yard
even got cop cars chopped, now lookin like mazda miada drop tops
rentem out to runners that usem for drug drops
seems like a 2-man cypher in the Corp buildin' wiser
nothin to lose like the ways of a 25-to-lifer
Times is ripe or ready, whatever hold steady
Rhymes is tight more ghetty, clever I'm bold said he
To the wise man, I supplies jam, your eyes damned
Man can't see, sown shut, you just can't be, you blown what?
no mc can serve me like consecutive life sentences
concept on death row for murder....got caught wearin my victims necklaces
also charged for puttin 10 mc's in the ICU from rhymin wreckless
puttin caps in ya head like an oppointment at the dentists
Point it at ur temples at let it salivate thoroughly
stung when u spit dung and aggrivate the boro-bees
nyuckka pleez, they says he's quicker than a strikin viper//
Eye of tha Tiger?.....gettin gouged in villain's cypher//
droppin shit n missin tha diaper like mischevious kidz//
unseen illuminati tossin citizens eternity bids//
kinda fuked up like some triple D's tryin 2 fit an A-cup//
this biz is doin Krueger maneuvers.....hip-hop better wake up...//
MAN...
I SHAKEUP Cyphaz..wake up hyper..bake nuff bitaz who steal verses..
f-a-1-liner! stay above fightaz..brave, rough writer!! peepin this like drug stuck inside ya!
Piledrive ya message home, bullet tip with poems, slang deadly from the dome to the catacombs
Whippin up batches from scratch, gotta devil & a dollar to catch
Bouncer w/ Text! Bound Fer'... Large Amounts of Checks!Quote:
Originally Posted by Answers Unseen
that don't Bounce and Ain't Counterfeit! Proud n Shit..
the shotti barkin loud n shit...blast ya head in 100 little pieces...i counted it
yall best bow down n shit...cause the god be dangerous
when i drop the realness ya whole look on life changes
Re-Arrangements to ya Template's Frame get's Matinence!Quote:
Originally Posted by tha god concept
me n C is da Sacred..Outrageous Contagious black Plague Sicc!