andrem thread: Divine Thoughts ( Official thread )
The necromancer lancer throws darts of sharp grass
That ruptures your molecular structure like an atomic blast
Infected with cancer that erases your neurotransmitters
Fast, he sifts through your life like the sands of an hour glass
Like victims of Nagasaki, your flesh peels from your frame
Wielding double Wakisashis I lacerate your cell membranes
My words cause thermal flash; severe burns put you to shame
Quintuple spinning kicks with heavenly force mash your brain
My thought capacity defies gravity tactically
Maliciously, breaking your back disguised chiropractically
Vapidly rapping competitors fall rapidly
Wrapped in plastic, cast in caskets casually
Eventually, all will grasp my intentions
Divine intervention from hidden dimensions
Mentions wrathful henchmen, who entice your apprehension
So pay attention, as I slice right through your tendons
With mic cords, I bring jews to exodus
Crippling opponents with back kicks from pegasus
The microphone whips that slits through your esophagus
strangle ya and mangle ya jugular ya oblivious
Yo I spit rattlesnake venom, the battles already won
When I splatter your matter atop a platinum platter with a Gatling gun
Your life’s done, if you lack a lyrical tongue you left hung
Then awake in the body of a chicken with your neck wrung
Your plan is foiled coiled in a boa constrictor’s toils
Foolish mortal you spit shit like a child that’s spoiled
I’m stone cold, like artic subsoil
But my spit boils like gargoyles gargling hot oil
My inner ki, summons valkyries,
That cast thou from high balconies,
Foreign galaxies, receive casualties,
Sending warriors to earth who try and abolish me,
My mind and soul in a state of peace and harmony,
I remove aliens’ knees from they gi’s in this theomachy
And those who have not ran from me
Will witness the horrific vision of a theranthropy
Through Zen meditation, my mind is ataraxic
Commence suffocation as you bind my skin with elastic plastic
Intense concentration as I call on Kuan Yin the measures are drastic
Hence my formation has shifted to sanchin combining your limbs with mastics
I’ve transformed you with verbal antics; your atomic makeup is now plasmic
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