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Ballistic scud missile precise
Snake eyes paralyzed when I terrorize
Went straight from stroller to heat holder soldier
Holsters hold burners size of Mt. Rushmore boulders
Extremely lethal weapons like Danny Glover
Bounty hunter revenge of Django on Brittle brothers
Military sites airstrikes when slugs take flight
Hot shots from Glocks with scratched serials bleed blocks
David Berkowitz how I hastily empty the clip
Annie Wilkes lunacy, Paul Sheldon misery
Enemies’ worst nightmare turned a reality
Sertraline wouldn’t help their intense anxiety
Rivals left vulnerable as isolated indigenous people
Temporary carnage causes permanent damage
Slander you when I dismember your cadaver
Adversaries entombed like Chernobyl debris

Body slam dreams, neon nights in the zone,
Suplex city, throwin’ down like it's home.
Main event buzzing, belt shining like a throne,
Every punch got weight to it, every move well known.
No script in the sweat needed,
this is about heart, this is about pride,
Heroes fall hard, villains turn tides.
Steel cage locked, no place left to hide,
WrestleMania 41 — ride or collide.

Mantra Conan barbarian Ronan who fear no man
Shelling heavy bust pipes puncture the melon steady
Aim ready leak em like levees Danguard Ace deadly medley
Killing masters plus poverty robbing pastors with Joker laughter
Beat em with steel pipes cripple stature
Track ya with bloodhound's until the thugs down
Weed by the pound very loud to deafen the ears of clowns
Gowns ripped from hollow tips more fight clubs than Brad Pitt I grab stick's
And the wounded intruder's who intruded fatally fall into the gravelpit
Piss on his grave impregnate his baby mother I stay strapped to avoid blowing cover
Blood brother like ill Bill and Necro beat rapper's jet blue then jet off to the next metro soldier gone petro

I ain’t no Seinfeld I don’t make darts about nothing
I speak on it like stairs be creaking at cha mama’s crib
This isn’t just a verse I curse you with no mojo
Get ported to another planet fighting like War World
Decapitating you like Skull Girls, don’t need pearls
I’m an inferno when you make me go Sheepish
You ain’t peeping this with diction I be kicking
Everything be non-fiction when I rip it
Tear it down like a demolition team
Edge you asking “Why So Serious”
Asking me how I write these bars
Nasty when I’m drafting from a darkroom
my photography doesn’t need no apathy
always appraised for empathy but I’m blunt as fuck
and straight forward as something that DOOM would say
I don’t need no adlib when I stay with quality as Kweli

I kill Bill like William Munny
Cottonmouth fangs of O-Ren Ishii
Vader phantom menace force dark energy
Son of a gun cause I was raised by pistol
Maniacal mental of Gary Oldman in The Professional
Dr. Death deadly medication calculations
King Aelle blood eagle executions
Tombstones conclaves, endless graves
Foundation cracks after Richter scale attacks
Imminent carnage of fight clubs in basements
Empty lungs, a cardiac arrest is evidently clear
Benevolence pleas fall on deaf ears
Heavy metal Mercyful Fate, biscuits on bake
Blood on sheets not from menstruation leaks
Cobra bites size of NASA satellites
Bomb sites body disposal drain pipes

​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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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS

​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.

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Hahaha ok

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

​Get blown like airbags, crashin’ through your syntax
Mess around and wear a du-rag, thinkin’ you got impact
Talk slick, but your lines thinning like your hairline fam
Catch a flash, leave your face froze like a chin mask
I don’t bend, I don’t break, I don’t fold easy
Pressure turn you see-through, boy, like old CDs
Snap like a trap set, bars like a brass net
Drag you causing static, leave you tangled in the last threat
Claiming you king, but cha your crown made of plastic wrap
Talk is real, but your story got a massive gap like the grand canyon
I write scripts like a war plan, my pen got a floorplan
Built for the long run, you stuck in the short span
Get checked like a coat rack, shook like a screen tap
Every line heavy, got it jumpin’ like the club scene
You spit mid, I’m on ten with the format kid
Step in the zone and get lit like a torch path

Nothing artificial or synthetic I'm flaming rhetoric barbaric bars dig in ya head like black fist afro picks
After this sit and remain amazed of my slaughter slits no Carter kid but I'm welcome back on spiritual planes by martyrs bitch
Lines hardened with soul dazzle that's fatal as fired chrome gats Mantra undertaker tombstone slamming crabs on canvas mats results cracked backs
More beef than McDonald's whopper's so this burner king avoids the ring and fires big mac's
Slapping the saliva out of player's and pimp's looking silly in colorful suits, and big hat's
Getting paper like mailman I'm trailing emcee's to trail's of tears boning Asian women got em screaming hit me baby one more time like Brittney Spears

It’s S-H double, it’s the best even now,
The sheep lord crushin'—make your weak vows bow.
Accord force fast, iron case locked tight,
Wicked arm charm swingin’ bonds outta sight.
Mind wreck shop, hold clocks when time drops,
Freeze frames still, while your rhyme scheme flops.
I got an ace up my sleeve, best believe,
Truth cut deep, watch the fake emcees grieve.
No luck, just skill, no bluff in this hand,
I stand in the smoke while your kingdom disbands.
Line for line, I dismantle your crew,
Say my name once—feel the shadow break through.

Eagle claw grip—hog, turkey, bacon,
Get fried on the grill—know the bill, no fakin’.
Swoop down from the heights, divine with the kill,
Feathers drip flame, every strike is real.
Shipwreck scripts, I fill ‘em like potholes,
Chef with the heat—roast lames, lock goals.
Snatch your game off the floor, no warning,
It’s war, it’s gold—raise belts by morning.
I’m the champ, best hold, ‘cause your camp’s in trouble,
I come through sidewinder, burst that bubble.
Shadow hand grip—snatch mics on sight,
Know how I write—or I freestyle tight.
Sneaks and sweats, still dressed to the nines,
Pressed to the grinds, every step defines.
Cough up coffee, spit steam like a furnace,
Leave you extinguished—off-screen, no service.

War lover like Steve McQueen on big screen
Too underground to be perceived mainstream
Ed Gein steam when cats are turned to lean cuisine
Fingers become pliers for how I handgrip triggers
Cadavers immediately stack soon I squeeze gats
Nickel-plated nines seize backbones from spines
Baked burner strikes without advanced warnin’ like quakes
Infrared cameras can’t detect Glen Rice heat
I create havoc of Prodigy on a Mobb Deep beat
Enola Gay bombardment altitude of 31,000 ft.
Hiroshima flames, propane carbonizes terrain
Rivals Nikes fried due to Backdraft Fahrenheit
Adversaries smoked like Nazi crematory chimneys
Bystanders witness slaughter of Auschwitz massacres
Minds eroded like tsunami waves do sandy shorelines
Palestine type crimes that’s why population has declined

Scandalous how these devil's wanna candle us
Flaming hot wax thrown in the face you can't disgrace Mantra Maximus
Ghost gats I bust replaced the old ones rust
Gave em power chamber smoking like crackheads in the back of bus stations
And alley's lyrically I'm D.O.C. on the grand finale
Young God's rally amazed of the toll of my Tally's shoe fashion Bally
Don't bother to stare or I'll stomp em out like Rick Flair he's just a tire flattened in need of a spare bear scaring emcee's since Big Puns beware

Despaired adversaries best beware
When you step in the square of this brown bear
Carl weathers Rocky but not this Schwarzenegger predator
Saber tooth tiger with fangs of vipers
Amityville slayer, Chris Benoit family annihilator
Kill my brother Michael Corleone cold character
Luca Brasi enforcer turned cadaver hoarder
Put 1,000 bullet holes to foes at toll booths like Santino
Heavy ammo revolvers size of Tony Soprano
Rambo type artillery fierce as blizzards in Buffalo
Combat tactical of frontlines five-star generals
I reload like Lamar Odom in Nevada brothel
Detonation of battlefield nuclear weapons
Mexican Anton Chigurh how I'll kill farmer then remove chickens
Foreign Legion battalion China’s 1900 rebellion
Michael Bivens wish he was spewin’ this type of poison

Cold as Robin Givens robbing Mike Tyson
Mantra's striking enlightened Viking's, and titans
Hyping the tension it's hypertension
Super lyrical suspension of a suspended in time lynching
Swift and heavy handed emcee's are brazzingly branded
Upper handed slaps until he naps on the canvas
Brook Shield's looking bunnie's get banged I push deep near their tummy
Nose runny without leg's you candy heads are peg
I'm cryptonite the critics I quickly light

Call me beat scientist, mist in the air,
Cook flows in a lair with a villainous stare.
Kamen mask dreams with a ninja slash,
Flip lore like cards, then I spark that clash.
Daybreak chill with a firestorm mind,
Griftace scarred, but the bars still shine.
Aqua tides rise, Red-Spectrum bends,
From storm blasts to guilt that never ends.
Got sheets for the deck, got scripts for the show,
From sci-fi trap to a Shaolin flow.
I move like a pitch that broke the frame,
Relief on the mound but I play no game.

Aroldis Chapman on the mound
So much speed it broke barrier of sound
Ricochet too fast for Earl Talbot Blake to rebound
Body casts quickly form after burners blast
Fleets of emcees end up under coroner sheets
Homicides rise like Sri Lanka tsunami tides
Salvador Sanchez pugilist pugnacious stances
Canvas swallows robust rivals like Atlantis
Infected vaginal juice drips from the lacerated
Roberto Duran hands of stone heavy-handed
Mexican Max Baer in Cleto Reyes headgear
I’ll cuss d’mato then bite Mike Tyson’s ear
Your Kobe beef I’ll ground like E. coli fears
Faggots end up in caskets with slit stomachs
Careless missteps morphed to blood goblets
Only thing left is crime scene chalk silhouettes

​Grips snap—now your soul on lock
Hear the pop, like a bone to a Glock
Cage ain’t steel—it’s teeth and rust
Walls bleed screams, floor’s cracked with dust
Ask what’s wrong? Wrong’s in my hands
Spine in a twist like contraband
Mexican death roll, body all limp
Labrum torn—I salt that pimp
No doctor comin’, no white light
Just blood drippin’ through Friday night
Razor’s edge from the fire escape
Land on steel, and you won’t escape
This ain’t fake—this ain’t showbiz
This is Brock when he broke them ribs
Lessons missed? That’s your grave
Say my name, watch the shadows wave
Steven can’t save you, this ain’t no gem
I chair smash skulls till it bends again
No refs, no ropes, just wrath

Stand back behold the wrath
Volcanic paragraphs scorch molten paths
High voltage flares with sparks of electric chairs
Electrode heatwaves anatomies microwaved
Dissolved tombstones cauterize graves
Stout chest plates can’t escape fiery fates
Catastrophic perils, jackals in feral apparel
Wild-eyed heathen commit treason
Light dimmed by trajectory flight of plights
Bright days transformed to black nights
Time misaligned like tuberculosis of spine
Milky Way radiation, respiratory condition
Horrific premonitions of The Final Destination
Iron compounds oxidize populace to rust
Elephant man bones pulverized to dust
Maggots patrol while hearses haunt souls

Hazardous to handle impossible to dismantle once I reign supreme on the mantle
My handle Iverson crossover bullets flaming son's
Mantra Vietnam Cong undisputed mechanical mechanic who's never out done
Frying head's like Micheal Jackson egghead's I'm constantly cracking
Dispersing monkey bars like Sean P to ensure more casual casualties
I'm not racist see Mantra rocking a white tee hoes hitting me on my cell wanting to be sex trafficked bitch I'm not Diddy
Bitch bring me money or get stomped out like Cassie walking bitches on leashes like terrier's and collie's
Hoe you want your back blown call me but of course you getting charged a fee

Tampax cats blown off map
Quick as Irma did crops in Florida
Ten gunshots from five Glocks
Comanches in moccasins can't escape this trained assassin
Civilian casualties of US drone that killed pine nut workers
Psyche kamikaze of martyrs above Pearl Harbor
Israeli armed forces how I show no mercy
Ted Bundy extremely sadistic propensities
Criminal activities of Iran terror societies
Natural feral disposition of aggression
Philistine premeditated persecutions
Plasma-smudged amputated heads
Ned dead William Munny bloodshed
Raw sewages health hazardous
Peril of fractured bone infected with MRSA
Lives ravaged like Ebola has West Africa

I leave species endangered with extreme anger
Mantra the stranger strangler situations get shittier than diaper changers
Half these rappers get smoked the homo flamer
No question I put crew's in recession with aggression u either submit or get to stepping
Wesson spitting rapid to rattle snakes deadly traits make bones break
In the midst of battle I torture those who tattle
Nothing sweet about my taboo bullets tat you
Dangerous presence those who press feel the madness
As it begins life's ends of those who test are blessed with shots from the ratchet

Murderous intent body shots
Diabolical like young Tyson with no socks
Turn mic battles to bare knuckle fist fights
Gorilla in the mist silverback of Uganda
Dangerous mind of a gravedigga
Grim reaper skeletal figure persona
Feral aggression of irritable black mambas
Tectonic plates volatile inherited traits
Gary Fencik full-out blitz acrobatic hits
Fully equipped with loaded clip so bullets rip
Quick trigger of stranger in High Plains Drifter
Slow motion slugs penetrate fast movin’ mugs
Gaza residents’ imminent displacement
Step over whole crews like Iverson did Lue
Formidable foes turned to chicken chewed
Cheech & Chong toke how I want all the smoke

Gavel slamming don't judge before I fire cannon
Donald Trump ignorance to civilians I'm masked up like Ice agent's
Barbaric as water torture rage raging like racist Carcausians
More brutality than slave lynchings that bared strange fruit
Soul brother like Pete Rock so hard stomping competition with tim boots
Snatching loot from looter's verbally I'm A.I. to computer's
Time after time bitches singing like Cyndi Lauper once I drill backshots from behind
Controlling governments like Mexican cartel's head decapitation if u refuse to stay in line
Modes I flip a leader of the new school who refused to abandon ship
Mantra rapidly spits 16 from the clip off the hip a midnight marauder like q tip

So sophisticated my fists they're hated
Crews pass belated Mantra movies R rated
Emcees full of hot air are left deflated
My steez is sacred like Lauryn they're miseducated
I'll smash your favorite spitters
And leave em disfigured sicker than alcoholics without liquor

​I'ma hope for the best..........
​But I'ma expect the worst,
Life’s like a movie —
It’s unrehearsed.
No script in hand, just scenes unrevealed,
Each frame a lesson, each wound gotta heal.
Lights might flicker, but I play my role,
With a heart full of fire and a pocket of coal.
Dreams in my vision, pain in my chest,
Still walk through the storm, never settle for less.
Cuts from the past still etched on my skin,
But I ain't folding — I was built to win.
Every loss a spark, every tear a verse,
Turn trials to tracks, blessings from curse.
So I move with the weight and I speak through the hurt,
Life’s unscripted... I'm just making it work.

Sinister minister ministry dropping kinetic chemistry
Increase my energy can't censor me lyrically Mantra has infinite capabilities
Futility futile new birth of a warriors child
Traveling soul planes locked in like Coltrane
Has lyricists suicidal like Kurt Cobain
Fuck the blame game I'm sleet, snow, fire reign
Heavily heated to hinder the heathens who retreated
Bounties on-going terrorist spit across the globe glowing
Sun bright no likes on the scroll plight I rewrite
I hit like Jon Jones on-site on mics
Mechanic's stable as I electrified cables and left many disabled due to fables
Constantly framed so lamest can't picture my change
Temperatures frigid as I cause onslaught slaughter in the range