hahaha yeah baby! i like it too. about to see if SHEEPISH wants to lay down all his verses and ill lay down all mine and we do a track out of em hahahaha
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hahaha yeah baby! i like it too. about to see if SHEEPISH wants to lay down all his verses and ill lay down all mine and we do a track out of em hahahaha
ideas
we can do that pm me we can work out the detailsOriginally Posted by Mister Yo
Slice through the Apollo my flows are hard to follow
Intergraded with weaponry unique to your obligatory response’s
Minus the nuances you couple with couplets
Dropping nuggets of rubbish minus the dinosaurs
I raven cores harness dorks mentally fold you up like chairs
Spark mental disarray spit and spray
Rip through the marrow
My flows straight nuclear like a sparrow
Carnivore carnivorous driven rivers through it
Spoon fed minds read get cha mind crushed
Bios busted pipes rusted temper outta fire routed
My modems be proxy’s up coded by the dopeness
Uploaded throwback homes pack four fifths with it
Come at me bro, with no plans or plots to drop back
I come automatically retracted like the claws of wolverine
You ain’t nasty as those toxic crusaders tomb raiders
Been a boom box don’t throw rocks if you can’t catch e’m
I can't forget u carmel while I'm in this charred hell ever since my heart melt l let out a half yell need this mood lifted like barbells these thoughts are normal to me now if this rage is hot I can't tell playfully christened you carsmell dam I laughed well now I walk round with that tar smell when I'm on about u it's hard to art-iculate I guess this bar failed nuh girl carmel u made me think to go deeper. focus on inner before the reaper has u for dinner. winners merge with the sinners but apart from smoking I'm a quitter. I wernt u it was the circumstance that made realise my spirits diminished wanna tell my habits good rid-dance but I can't I'm finished
Honey matter fat cater past fades my fads be heat rocks
Pick pockets kill it like rocket ships
I shit on slips clip off edits charge it like debits
Medics couldn’t heal me fast enough
Dusting off my German luger
Fusion crystal speak through speaker’s reach into your heart
Deadly sparks get spread cross the seas like ashes
Cashius claying mayhem spreading like a virus or the plague
We be pushing through the crowd
Cussing out temp agencies when I MC I proudly rip apart mentals
cracking frontal lobes like dentals, preforming open mic surgery
surgically intense immense when I reference the dentist
split cha open so hard a mentalist couldn’t probe you quick enough
drip blood outta your hud you could get a house from hud
bang through buds my mark’s be mockery pottery ghosting outta host
foes be flows clowns get mowed down with tracker trailers
optimus prime outta rhymes you can’t compute like binary
uplink to full load reload castrate cha mental breaks
discus I rip shit list bucket list I bust a nut on your bitch
pitch so hard that M-L-B is looking for me
Dwight Godden with the fastball
Battling in hallways with no cracks
Just jack e’m like u-s-b cords with no ether port
Mutant wolverine claws will retract maxillas from jaws
John Mugabi beast out Animal House like John Belushi
Feral side cursed by The Crow before I killed Brandon Lee
Praying mantis-sized Tyrannosaurus verses cause eclipses
I fathered dyn-o-mite like John Amos due to explosive urges
Sadistically strewn heat fiery enough to cauterize wounds
Spit singes climate making me a global warming advocate
Evil thoughts of Damien in Omen, heathen of stark regions
I am legend, written eruption Will leave Smith with concussion
Pick your poison, foes swiftly get “defected condoms” broken
Street sweeper spray mows prey down like Lakeisha Holloway
Intentional acts of fallen angels, unshackled domicile of evil
Defecated brain matter with psyche of fixated pit-bull terriers
Orthodontic retainers obsolete after I dismembered lawyers
Latino Casanova killer left pussies as moist as eager beavers
Fu** voters, I’ve let animals out before Trump closes borders
Based faced outta cases racist makers get laced with venom
I snake e’m sink e’m in quicker sand than concrete
Bomb peat featuring free thinking drinking inking walls
Spit flows in stalls being at malls doing a bar crawl
Flicker off the Richter write darts like kaiju are coming
Dumber drumlins barbells caramels fire charts
Battle barts vs homer’s colder than focus lens
Pretending to be nicer than glaciers
I give facial lifts like kim kardashian’s butt lift
Drift grafter I spit liquor quicker than 21 shots polaroid my cold classics be feeding the animals with more beat technicians with Illmatic precision
Wisdom drops like “be water” salt water author
bringing the pauper to be a martyr
professor X chin check prime avatar master race like dark knight returns part 3
dastardly mastering cardinal sins spit in the wind
while tugging on superman’s cape
versatile vertical mind mercielago
lambo do damage pasteurize rappers in vats of urine
I MF Doom you with schools of thought
Battling balks like walks on the plate
My mind waits for no one I’m chaotically immortal
Aka the lord of chaos displaying odds
Beyond the tank, shark e’m with tanks in the ocean
Spit in motion cold crush pole position
Switch swindle Armageddon bindle
Microphone Stratocaster I’m a master blaster faster blade masquerade
Blunderbuss microchip rust follow clutches
Muss dome touching crush lusting
I write bionic cybernetic check the info to make sure your kinetic
Pragmatic enigmatic solo lyrical obligatory
Rapper in any category, I’m chaotic lyrically disastrous
to any bastard that tries to take my kung-fu on
tiger vs crane banking on rain taking out pain
checking faking faint making noise play pauses like orgasms in music
I abuse it like a big titty Tumblr page, it’s all the rage
Always tugging on Superman's cape like a little kid lost without his blanket, you couldn't make it, dangling on a bridge like the brave little toaster and his four friends, damaging releases like mirrors on the cover of Damaged my verses are not deafening, you have to actually listen kid, I'm the best rapper there is period, plus I'm fresh like unopened candy most people can't stand me and cant wait to see me gone like Plan B, warning signs plastered along the way reading "stop" in four different languages yet none of them English so you kept running aimlessly, Amy and Ally hanging from a tree like black people in the ninteenth century, or whenever the KKK did their thing, adding insult to injury is impossible when I kill my enemies as quickly as possible surfing on a silver board holding the sword of Gryfindor Lord Voldermort is pronounced with a silent t, all gold chain. Who am I kidding? My jewels are non existent but really though I'm just not dumb enough to keep em on my person.
Greg Hardy lunatic, survivalists best prepare for imminent apocalypse
Suicide by rogue cops glocks, plots as rough as Nick Nolte mugshots
Emcees claim to be Superman but live in Cape Fear like Max Keady
Graphic content will cause the impotent to switch up to Clark Kent
STD crisis after syphilis jabs sting dick heads like venereal diseases
Death pollutes air after I barbecue them alive like Texas electric chairs
Hormone replacement therapy after volts of electricity pass thru bodies
Jack Johnson hood icon, sniper rifle drawn like Carlos Hathcock in Vietnam
Dark dawns in Saigon, horrific endeavors of Jihadi John with Thanatron
Good-vs.-evil narratives, primitive objective to slay one’s chief executive
Challengers compete but get put deep in cement like Sasquatch’s feet
Dr. Hannibal Lecter wits causes prison anthologists to slit their wrists
Eddie Ray Routh state of mind maligned once the wicked intertwined
Rutger Hauer driver in Hitcher, ask for a lift and end up like Paul Walker
Doom MF (mother fu****) in fiery tomb razed by fast & furious fumes
Steven Seagal exit wounds bellow frenetically under full funeral moons
I’m based outta my mind from the home of the orange
Where the sun doesn’t shine it’s just winter every time
Rewind the pager I find cha number just star sixty-nine e’m
Sex position dirk my digs be diggler rigamortis your fetish forte Rican
I’m peep snipes outta the west checks your lens
I jet li your benches with no Jackie’s or Chan’s in your regime
I’m sicker than influenza; emcees wanna be contenders
I show them the 5th of December deadlier than ammonia
Lines be colder than winter in October
Put cha in the cobra clutch where the blood rushes
where your penis can’t touch it
Bust it with more flames than a carrot top
Drop minds off at AA meetings for real hip-hop heads
Rip down microphones like busta chopping off his dreads
i'll take a Pass on The Courvoisier, but when someone's passed the mic
i never hesitate to Do My Thing; even When Disaster Strikes
if any Busta Rhymes, i'll cut the line, and outshine 'em comparing notes
because my narratives bury clones; no matter what the Scenario
i Keep It Moving -- never cease to teach, and learn from each conclusion
in hopes of consistently shifting conditions, i seek to see improvement
at all times -- chewing food for thought, i move across your mind
telekinetic, compelling, prophetic: i'm in tune with these walks of life
Have Megan train ya cuz you all bout that base
Iron weights tons of traits like a family guy
I’m chilling in Cleveland, trying to find the Cleveland show
Backwards ride cha, I’m kamen without the kamen
How about you see how much we got in common
When you don’t got common sense
Drama with an entourage where turtles can’t swim
Stricken regions, locations disclosed due to Law of Megan
Cathartic conversations, Judgment Day in between resurrection
Voice of reason crippled like Ed Gein off his psychotic medications
Illogical conclusions, Anthony Hopkins killer mind of a Red Dragon
Bombs before dawn wreak havoc like Sean Price as a Decepticon
Deadly Pol Pot itineraries, Medieval Renaissance philosophies
Mexican gangster verses ruthless like psyche of Frank Lucas
Unimaginable detours, surge of violence has come to the fore
Cartel crime connoisseur, maligned mobster like Raymond Burr
Ruger trigger puller, teflon body armor with heat of Val Kilmer
Winchester 1866 gunslinger, canker paths of bounty hunters
Brandished desert eagles with aim of Leon in The Professional
Impaled anatomicals, entourages carry shells on backs like turtles
Slugs scald sinuses like pouring hydrofluoric acid into their nostrils
Lethal lead damage one’s neurological, mydriasis of lifeless pupils
Writhing visceral scenes of gangrene streams suffocate screams
Speak through it naturally watch it come logically
I’m kicking you like Kung-Fu flicks from Run Run Shaw
taijutsu ninjustu come at me with cha bushido
my flows cut cha in half like a bulk of wood
hang through barts my charts be beta blockers
cold crushing touch nutting ain’t bowling a split
I dip dodge come up like garage doors
Drop posted floating on the board
Candy land battle plans wreck your set
Intricately I jet like lees when I come like Sam Sneed
I feed cha ego watch you explode as I expose
Choose your blades wisely I’m techno graphically set
Check your cards, my hands be barrage fast and hard
Kick my Nikes emcees still trying to bite me
I shark e’m like jaws in 3D you still can’t see me even in 2D
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