It's The Blastmatic

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

I'm blasphemous automatic aka Blastmatic
Rhyme Asiatic without any static in the garden of work I proclaim neo Eden
I rhyme fielding questions checkmate cha data by fate
Eradicate cha flows with just a virus inscrolls from the papyrus
Seen only with my iris with the spirit of Osiris
You know I am righteous just call me born knowledge
When aspire with aspects more than college
Dropping knowledge uses of resources like HTML extracts
Iron out cha codex when I wrote paraphrases in chieftain indexes
Climax script scribe on tablets I only uses surfaces for
Drop it in fox flames when I masked hero like Koga
I’m a rouge floating in the field full of roses in my garden


Beast it, just spit it with the quickest reflects like reflexes
As intercept it like lines on plane
Just remember it's the Blastmatic automatic tragic

What’s a terabyte when I write in hexadecimal?
Verbally expressing my inner-demons
Ripping down minds like DNA versus RNA
Emcees don’t even know I keep the deck stacked
Always shuffling my cards, remember believe in the heart of the cards
Rip it harder than attacks on the King of Hearts
When you dealing with an ACE of Clubs
Trying fucks with the Queens of Spades
When you seeing me as the Jack of all trades
Spit flames cut down tears in droves
Slapping down bees in sheath driven leafs
Skip sheets shape edge when ledgers
Blasting you on the feed with anonymous content

Beast it, just spit it with the quickest reflects like reflexes
As intercept it like lines on plane
Just remember it's the Blastmatic automatic tragic