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Sergeant of slaughter
Patrick Bateman white-collar slasher
Sadistic homicidal maniac
Corked aluminum bats to cranial caps
Death Valley Manson family ranch bloodthirsty
Charged particles electro-magnetic energy
Artillery fire-rapidly Apache pilot heavily
Al-Qaeda brutalities Bin Laden bounties
Apocalyptic pictures, climacteric fixtures
Maurice White earth, wind, fire plights
Five star generals mandibles mangled
Aborted umbilical cords used to strangle
Assault/battery with jumper cables
Call of the wild savage dog of Clark Gable
Hades heathen, born in flames like Lizzie Borden
Monstrous mentality lacks any semblance of integrity
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Algorithms choose what the fans should feel,
it’s hard to connect when the hype ain’t the real deal
like Razor Ramon on the stoop in Opa Laka
Content fatigue, every week a clone,
Different hero, same tone, same throne.
They bank on nostalgia, reskin the spark,
But the soul’s gone missing like Tony Stark.
Used to drop gold, now it’s mostly filler,
Streaming got more fluff than a Disney trailer.
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Emcees are goofy as Bron’s chip at Disney
Fragile souls can’t even find strength in unity
They rock gold like King Tut but are quick to bankrupt
City of Metro Blankman autistic vigilante superheroes
Emaciated hawks with dull talons of Jeff Teague
I’m a Schwarzenegger predator in jungle fatigues
The real deal like Evander in infernal holyfields
Dressed in full metal jacket with ammo of Rambo
Stilettos razor-sharp like Bobby Digital’s alter-ego
Lion barks, roars of Mustang GT500 cold starts
That light at end of tunnel is when metal sparks
Fangs of fire chew necks leavin’ marks of vampires
Explosive strikes, granular dynamite thru windpipes
Harpoon aerial, leave your chests red like cardinals
Full-blown reconnaissance drones dethrone these clones
Foes sit on tombstone thrones when their wigs get blown
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why do you they call you a psychopath
cuz i write psycho math
in a cycling spirials of trash
with equations that don't math
twisted in a spiral path
another cycle around the sun
cycling around stars and moon
it ain't never done
bars locked in like rifles off the eiffel
cuz i'm a psychopath
writing psycho math
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If it ain't dark, there ain't no spark
No pressure, no fire, no light in the heart
No pain in the past, no reason to start
No storm in the sky, no work of art
I’ve walked through nights that never spoke
Held my breath through dreams that broke
But that silence taught me how to fight
And strike the match that lit my life
If it ain't dark, there ain't no spark
You don’t find stars in a world that’s stark
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Head up, chin up
chest out, watch for the shoes
confident and wise
built bigger then my actual size
I think on my own
i listen even wit my eyes
hears hidden messages
thru the walls, leaves and trees
sees right through all the lies
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Disperse power strong as uncut coke powder
In the high-rise condo verses gonzo every hour
Shower of deadly darts rain heavy flying like ninja stars
Suspenseful bars stronger than the bite force of jaguars
Subpar emcees branded cattle after every battle
No rely I'm running the replay slow motion speed spray
Lyrically locked into the next decade ruining grills like tooth decay
Hiding in vans we blow the roof away beatdown by the brute display
Mantra gets standing ovation like a Broadway play
Cashed out like blackjack winners in Vegas casino's
No new jack but Mantra Brown terrorizing city like Nino
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Dubbed El Nino for how I take world by storm
Deformed stillborn raised by children of the corn
Nicky Santoro ruthless enforcer in Sin City casinos
Real-life mobster with too much ammo for Anthony Spilotro
Broadway Joe under big lights when unchained like Django
Megalodon intercourse Genghis Khan brute force
Murder intent of Benny Blanco when he sprayed Carlito’s way
Enola Gay on runway, atomic bomb warfare on display
What separates me from animals is feral mental that’s maniacal
Rivals lack survival skills that’s why they’re petrified to battle
Prostate inflammation competition is premature ejaculation
Vagina lyricists is why I see more pussy than wifey's gynecologist
Wannabe goodfellas in Henry Hill snitch sweaters
I’ve got Kevorkian on speed-dial for these soon to be cadavers
Irreparable damage to foes that's why caskets are closed
I place skull & bones in lieu of flowers on tombstones
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Happy, sad......
I’m confused, mind bruised....
He want souls like contracts he abuse...
What he think — he Travis Scott?
Nah, more like a glitch in the plot.
I think not, like a bot with a firewall,
See the future, and I rebuke it all
Smite ‘em with a Bic when I script fire,
Clap gods down wit thunder, no choir.
Lightning laced in the bars I’m igniting,
Truth cut deeper then a knife
yeah, the pen stay striking........
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Venomous viper pen strikes
Twenty-four hour days but sixty second fights
Hard Alcatraz bars without million dollar bail
I handcuffed lightnin’ then threw thunder in jail
Too fast like Ali for the naked eye to see
Heat-seekin’ infrared missiles shoulder-fired
Deadly desires sicario murder-for-hire
Airlock cockpit bone rot terrorist plots
Disregarded miles above earth’s core
Thawed animosity out hair follicle pores
Snake eyes roll back in anaconda heads
Bloodshed color red gushes from dead
Tremendous agony in torture grounds
Burnin’ flesh fresh from the hell-bound
Vultures hover above desecrated souls
5150 psychiatric hold can’t grip mind control
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Lost in seclusion a secular illusion that most find amusing
Losing our souls drugged off red pills making tendencies deadly as a fish with gutted gills
The wind chills my sight spinning windmills
A mind splitting headache no remedy with advils
Or Tylenol design is raw so Mantra spits sushi lighting emcees like looseys
So pigs accuse me of illegal accusations
Questioning my occupation is a daily operation
Facing prison I Envison my bar's to break the system of a down clowns get found facedown from rapid fire precision
Giving handouts welfare and government checks make people swarm like ants it's artificial intelligence versus special effects
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Tick-tock, wrist game gang war,
Casio's cheap but ready for war.
Apple talk back, got brains galore
While your Swiss piece just stares at the floor
Snoring til the next alarm goes off
Gold don’t beep, diamonds don’t dial,
But they flex hard when you fake a smile.
Choose your fighter, gear or grace
One saves your life, one wins the race.
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Polar thorns storms swarm
Solar flares X-class despaired
Honey Boo Boo molestation scandals
Fornicators Leon professionals
Disheveled psychiatric hospitals
Spiritual planes seen by dilated pupils
Spy agencies artificial intelligence
High volume of exculpatory evidence
Concentration camps Nazi occupation
Precision double vision cosmic collisions
Abu Ghraib inhumane prison operations
Rohingya militant groups in Timb boots
Leprosy remedies immoral tendencies
Eradication of standard segregation
Marijuana for recreation legalization
Devil's lettuce illusions of psychological institutions
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Thermobaric instincts
Frenetic animal National Geographic
Lose focus psychosis, sepsis illness
Reckless descent into Manson madness
Bill Bixby how I transform like Silicon Valley
Carroll Shelby advanced track telemetry
Too intricate for FEMA’s flood maps
Thug chronicles when I bring havoc of Kool G Rap
Chrome gats with engine noise of long-range drones
Artillery powerful as Rubin Observatory
Global trauma how I combat with chikungunya
Jason Momoa chief of war indigenous drama
Shawshank redemption, forceful condemnation
Fulmination of Hong Kong democracy demonstrations
Verbal Hiroshima fatal radiation dispersal
On lethal courses due to defected compasses
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I'm a hacksaw yall like Jim Duggen
rhymes remain rugged and raw
Yall can call me the hacker
the way I gps and back track it
reimagine slash rpices
iron out more devices
got e'm praying to osirus and isis
nice wit the switchblade
i call it the lightswitch
clap you on and off, the clapper
body and bones CSI betrays you
no days off even in the winter
no days off we either
taking care of family, business
or body.............. that's life!!
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PR hasta la muerte, brain synthetic
Spit code like gold, algorithm prophetic
Boricua in my blood, wired with circuits
Flip flows, AI Kicko, bendin’ the purpose
En la isla o el cloud, movin’ like viento
Barras calibradas, nunca pierdo acento
San Juan to the net, style bi-dimensional
Puerto Rico to the world, bilingual, intentional
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Diabolical barricade grizzly bear rage
No skits it gets gutter once I enter the stage
Emcees slayed with Guage once we engage
In acts of war bloody uncut explicit scenes of gore
Explore the sights of my vintage highlights
Heavy shelling melons explode from early morning to twilight
I spray like glass cleaners and move opposition like beamers
Murderer of day dreamers and night schemer
Blow the trenches with a terror trilogy terrifying and relentless
Sentenced to massacres with chainsaws
Blades that never dull onslaught murder encode Mantra preserved the raw
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Wielded dhampir blades
Sicario Dia Del Soldado safe house raids
Chainsaw reflexes, massacres in Texas
Ed Gein terror raises threat advisory scale
Aaron Hernandez murderous dark details
Iconolatry worshipper turned murderer
Anger in twilight unleashed cloak/dagger
Choleric temper of gangsters with cancer
War hero, acts of Rambo with compound bow
First to draw blood, Schwarzenegger covered in mud
Carl Weathers hunter of guerrilla soldiers predator
Rabid Cujo out cage, fury can’t be assuaged
Kamikaze pilots at Okinawa martyr rage
USSR disintegration military expeditions
Royce Gracie chokeholds boa constrictions
Black Star common respiration turned asphyxiation
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Mic check, that’s a flood warning, bars in rotation,You spit puddle talk, I spit coastal devastation.
Every rhyme’s a current, pull you under, no peace,
I’m the riptide king, snatch your crown off the beach.
Can’t stand the pressure, your foundation’s weak,
My flow erodes cities, leave the skyline bleak.
Step inside my weather system, hope you came with a prayer,
Cause when Erin drops a verse, it’s a natural snare.
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Natural disasters vernacular
Astronomical verbal geophysical
Tectonic plates rigid slabs earthquakes
Rubble-strewn streets after 8.0 on Richter
Arctic polar vortex inclement weather
Imminent danger of Rodan ruffled feathers
Skylines dismal after collapse of World Trade Center
Twin Towers foundations diminished to debris
Above water cities swept by tsunamis of agony
Tides of misery, streams of despondency
Agent Orange in tidal wave currents
Persistent dissident bombardments constant
Isaac Croner bloodthirsty deity embodiment
Child of corn stabbin’ mentals like crown of thorns
Opposition sent to concentration camps for termination
Utter devastation, Fat Man in Nagasaki decimation
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No cap on the line, put the test to the lies,
When the cameras rollin’, there’s nowhere to hide.
It’s the moment of truth, can you handle the smoke?
When the results drop, whole crowd go broke.
Big screen dreams, yeah, I’m settin’ the pace,
Cut the dead weight, disappear without trace.
We don’t whisper in the dark, we expose it loud,
When the facts hit the floor, it electrifies the crowd.
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Gat claps loud as Duke b-ball crowds
Murder-for-hire accuracy of sniper fire
When I attack I’m Bokeem strapped, certifiable fact
Skull Island settler, Schwarzenegger predator
How I detect heat like drones with infrared cameras
Bram Stoker's Dracula to Francis Ford Coppola
Arctic hands of cadaver limbs Kuklinski sins
Revenge is a dark path I love to walk in
Foes ain’t ready for war like Eastern Congo
These Donnie Nietes straw-weights in ring with Akebono
I shatter emcees hoop dreams like coach Pingatore did Arthur Agee's
Despicable thoughts of Hulk Hogan atomic leg drops
Anatomies kneel like QBs that run out clocks
Mandibles broken like ankles due to Iverson handles
Decapitate heads from bodies after I execute enemies
Emcees rather choke on Chernobyl chemtrails than want that smoke
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she fine like white wine,
call her Norma Jeane Baker
actin’ with your real name,
Anna Nicole Smith
I wrestle my matches,
beast mode, Brock Lesnar
I turn sins to missions,
cut clean with the pressure
instant with a gram,
scale it, measure it, stretch it
cook it, cut it, press it —
that crack music essence
even if you not that,
you frontin’ crack music
smack those who abuse it,
I vanish, you lose it
see me in the ring,
leave you flat from a T.K.O.
ref call it fair, down the middle
Canelo vs. Crawford show out!!!
I don’t need you like Netflix,
I cancel with no fuss
subscribed to destruction,
ESPN plus Disney+, what
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just flannel in the winds
fart by any sins cramp kinds bind minds
hind tail outta quick fast and in a jiffy
gotta pop single mock you like back of a can of pringles
see the zinger when i'm just a one winged angel
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Trumps’ destruction of democracy
Capitol Hill anarchy, lawlessness propensity
Martyr conviction missions kamikaze
Bin Laden disposition extremist expeditions
Ogre beast mode Tyson with no robe
Iron Mike animal with pit bull bite pressure
Richter scale punctures too immense to measure
Canelo vs Munguia on Cinco de Mayo
USA national anthem played with Mariachi
Despised by Christianity white supremacy
KKK animosity, Elizabeth Bathory brutalities
Acrimonious misdeeds size of Yao Ming
Hagler-Hearns war in Caesars Palace ring
Elephant guns how body shots popped
Ribs cracked, silverback habitat combat
TKO like Marc Ecko gored by horn of black Rhino
