kid with the ultimate ego/ready to serve you all like he was lethal/like it was illegal/my minds concentrated more on glory than assumption/put all that to rest with my newest production/the greatest of the great to test this moment/cause i dont give a fuck what you say/I really do own it/ self glorified as my lyrics allow/ but thats all i can really say for right now/Im new to this site and this is my glory/ to all you dope writers this is still probably boring

i never knew i'd give a fuck about rap/
until a lite clicked and mt mind just snapped/
i kicked a verse standing in front of some friends/
a little later, i was kickin' verses in a 'cades Benz/
right now i'm unstoppable, like the west nile virus/
2 huge ass platinum earrings, like a fucken pirate/
pretty soon, i'll stop progressing like a secondary cell wall/
i'm already the best emcee, my rhymes never fail at all/

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^Gay

im the games best cause im spitting hard..
And this is where all my ripping starts....
Skipping heart..beats cause i hit that bad...
Lyrics are like wife beaters giva ya back hand..
I spit ill and my hits kill cause i just slay peers..
Ya wins like the fountain of youth..i delay years..

So you wanna know what about me makes me fly?//The way I recite's like I consumed viruses to spit diseases to make all opposition die//and I aint gotta ask why//comp be actin' like they don't know//'cause my battle mode's too reminsicent of Helter Skelter not to let the brains blow//Peep how my name flows//I'm the Lyrical Yearn to Rhyme In Changing Oratorical Niches//who's spirit'll burn minds when arranging metaphorical scriptures//Quickly physically move yourself from out my warpath//or I'll lyrically literally beat you to death with even more wrath//then armaggedon's past and whatever it's future will have//Let's just face it//my mentality in this reality could make the Matrix look basic//Rhymin' after me could leave your skill's existence in danger of being erased, kid

All these mutha fuckers
gotta hear me 4 is 15 seconds
my flow is reckless,
an everything i spit at turns 2 ashes
passionatly whips da ass
outa any rapper dat passes
massivly givin alms 2 da rappa
dat caused dis rapture 2 happen

I'm the embodyment of mc's nightmares, a million times combined//
undefined, yet my verse stays continually intertwined//
i split you with precision, deep into your vital organs//
Smash your head like a pumpkin, just call me Billy Corgan//
I reach out and inject you with a lethal dose of cyanide//
Chalk in hand to mark the exact spot where you died//

blah...........................dunno bout this one.....................oh well

all things move in my direction
eventually reachin my perfection
what I say is unprecidented
note my created theories
and legacies
journey to death to inquire the question
triumphantly
die and reluctantly come back with the rest of black technology
even at my pennicle I'm still acending to intellegence
leave the world weak in a low abunance of MindKontrol

im the only one in here who can say he's ill and still be honest/
they lie and have it on they concience/
hot shit i keep it at a constant/
ill rock any body/ pick a spot / pick a continent/
i walk around dick swinging without consequence/
they stutter and im confident/
my rymes all mine/ while he bought his/
ive raised game / and these fags aint brought shit/

dope?
why is everyone spittin how they dope is cuz they can spit
you cant be dope by no other means and shit?
the way i see it im dope cuz im recongnizable
im dope in my relations and everything else applyable
maybe someone thinks that all my rhymes are shit
but they'll still think im dope, doper than they'd had ever seen fit

nobody can stop me now, im on de top lookin down..
havin niggas sayin look at him now/
i made it, thru steps dats basic, the young goddly one..
but dont get it twisted im de jon gotti, cut up bodies one/
dis dun is hot, 1-2-3, punches..
im de best comin in, the rest gotta, come-thru-me, nigga, u gotta love it..

IM SPECTAKULAR CUZ EVEN IF I WAS A CARPET U STILL WOULDENT RUG ME/
NIGGA IM SUPERMAN, SWOOPING DOWN DECAPPATATING THE CHARTS SEE/
SO B JUS SIT THERE AND ALLOW ME 2 MALEST U WIT MY COCK
JOHN CARPENTER ADAMS WOUDENT HAVE IT NO OTHER WAY SO FUCK A SOCK
I TOLD U IM THE BEST, LEAVE THIS NEXT LINE IN REGRETS
IM THE KING COUDENT TOUCH ME EVEN IF YOUS A ___________..

i am the epitome of mc
most complete of entitiy of street lyrics and poetry
you can't roll wit me, i dont even roll, i bank roll
thugs on salary , jus like me street hoes
trickin out gladly
p i m p but aint snoopin 50...only g's /grand design aggrandizizing freely..my disease AID absolutely inevitably Davi
fucka G...try to be a D
everybody wants to be like me...every body bites me..btu nobody feeds me..i am orignal....bitch..every word i speak is pivotal...i affect the world frm economics to political...

shit lost my flow...o well

im the captain of my team/ileave red high beams skeemed
never wanna race this jeen of maleens b
so fuck up and send ya regrets 2 ya boss
cuz watch as i toss him up and he flossed
fuck im done,simple and plain
i told u im god,rip this bitch off the stage

ooh de godds here, bow down..
i..cause fear, now how/
cud u not say im at like de top of my game..
i spit cannons of bars, each is like a shot to yuh brain/
u leff unconcious in my reign..
bodies is motionless wit a open chest, quickly stopped in de frame...

geezy the illest like enemic aids patients with sars/
cold with filling dreams and the screamin placement of bars/
the man on the moon sit alone facing to mars/
tracing the stars/ rap engineer like honda is to cars/
searchin for something like singles who wander into bars/
kinda lost like when ya wonder in the dark/