One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

burnin im infested wit lyrical demons/
fuck wit ya mind leave ya spirtual screamin/

im like the macho man randy savge screamin/
my rhymes beat u like folded seatin/

defeatin untrained mcs wit one swipe,
got the mic welded to hand so i dont pick up rust,
lucks up gainst a master ya about to get fuked.

shift ya skull crushed wit battle axes
tha evil out way tha good in this hood axis
blowin wood packed wit tha kush duns slackin
scared of tha fire i breathe attack dragon

Adjacent Fragments in ya Brain's MainFrame and BrainsTem!

fake mc's i slay them pounce on my prey when claws extended razor sharp u frauds get bent-quick

for wearing lipstick and doing bitch shit, y'all shoulda came harder

the father of rhyme comes from a land before time liquid lines representing england with words so devine

i assasinate the target like i was commiting a crime/
always lookin for the goal tryin to make that gold mine/

hold nines pitch-fork spin-al cords when i rime/
scratch like vinyl boards floor a nigga wit tha grime/

resigned to defeat when u hear my speech/
earhquakes and mountains moved when i speak/

unique like the late great ason,
rap wack and imma smack that like akon

me cookin up a rhyme wont take long/
im a chef wanna a lyric i'll bake 1/

How long is gonna take son? The cake ain't ready yet?
I never let 'em see me sweat, so now I better jet


responded to the wrong thread }:T

Or better yet, why don't I spit like the divine/
because if I didn't I'd be sittin in hell for all time