aye yo aye yo yoyo ayeyayaya ayo yoyoy oy oy oy yo yoyo


ill skilled and impossible to kill my will
alone will brake yo mutha fukin grill
so chill take a pill let me spit some wit and spill
hahahaha its tight how i do it fukin around u kids
its natural to me it runs in all my fluids
anybody wanna battle theyll be tested
straight up im fukin reckless and i can bench press
more weight than my over grown testes
all yall bow down to da this mans essence
cuz ill hunt all yall down like fukin pheasants

Subsonic equinoxs burn you from these black foxes//
My minds toxic, mouth rhymes symbolic polluting you solid//
Aurora spit fluid leave you drenched in torture mucus//
Water fluid music crash landing on you rocks stupid//
M 'sea's' surf on my name, only to bail upon earth's terrain//
Your existence will get engulfed in flames after the end of this harsh phrase//

Im new to this game but seekin no fame/
flow with me and you'll know my name/
im from da burg and smokin some herb/
mess with me and ill send you to the curb/
but it's a cool and im no fool/
call me out and we will duel


*HOT ICE*
:whacky:

i spit sick like im infected with sars..i am murderin mc's bars..
leavin them covered in scars..and me leaving with no injuries..
wins come up faster thancars..even my opponent is feelin me..
all challengers MERKED and i got them kissin me feat..
battle me?? prepare for ur ultimate defeat..theres no retreat..
i got 16 KO'S and 18 wins..and i just say who's next..
image the illness if i was a twin..im straight up ill in TEXT..
dont even step to me..yall fags should have respect for me..
im raps destany...ur crews wack cause they all left for me...

Ayo' my style like christ, wit da word play//
they killed me twice, but I still rose on da third day//(record is 1-2)
I'm hot you couldnt question dat witta survey//
I'mma evil nigha, I'll prolly die in da worse way//
fall offa cliff and plunge straight in da ground//
but when ever I'm found, still holdin da crown//
spit sick rapbattle death all da way down//
listeners kant help but likin my sound//
ask any body I'm da nicest around//
I leave da cypher like an Englishman, collectin my pounds//

Yo I'm so tight you'ld think I was a virgin,
got the whole world searchen for the release,
of the piece that pass all nubies,
Don't like it then sue me,
My games so tight i got I two bar rip that a make the Pope strip, heres a tip never fuck with the best,
thats how punks get holes in they chest,
rippen without a vest causes deep lasherations,
I pacen and waiting for a bitch to talk
Cuz when she dose thats when she'll lose tha ablity to walk

MerKuRy, I'm sure u prolly heard of me, if not u have now
Cuz I done been on MTV, BET, Got this rap game locked down
I cant stop now, like I was Part of P.Diddy and his fam
Only thing about me is that I'm 100x Better than "The Band"
They say MerK is the Man, Got damn people never lie
Fake MC's tried to step, but left, cuz I Scared em white
I rule around here with fear, and An Iron Fist
Wack MC's step up...2 get knocked down by my iron Blitz

rhymin words steadily, eventually i make a great CD
despite the fact you lovin me, you wanna buy it to copy me
coz my rhymes are so d-verse, i spit lines wit variety
if my numbers of styles were problems, id be cursed with anxiety
cats always kiss my feet, they say "d-verse, i beseech ya!"
dont even bother battlin me... just let the master teach ya
see when i try to battle peepz, i use sticks and stones
yo id use my words, but they so strong, theyd break ya bones...

dum dum da dum dda dada dum

blah blah, that wut they usually say bout my style/
when i'm still the illest, if ya dun't feel this-freestyle/
did i tell ya i was strapped, oh snap-fuck shareazza/
any fair-amateur, i'm the narrator to come in-character/
flippin tounges to damage ya, from white plains to africa/
i'ma self glorify, ya muthafuckas i takin any third eye-suprise/
fightin through lies, blindin the sight-cuz i'm too nice in types of mic-fights/

i hold down a bunch of shit that come out at me~
my rhymes faster before they bust what i must to stand firmly~
i clear the are and clear the coast so no one dont pass by~
i reject you like tim duncan at high~
dunk and smash and spur to action to add to my collection~dont come nothin less than success and dont accept nothin less~
i bite and burn before you can glorify~
cause i just rejected and made you die~

yo yo uh

im so sikk, get wit it when i spit it, i need injections
word perfection, so excitin that it give females erections
take lessons, from a man whos the best with a blessin
put word bullets in your dome with the smith n' wessin
and maybe a few in your chest n' - shots have no second guessin
ill kill you if your testin, leavin you to clean the mess n'

fuck ye

shrink shrink blinkity blink/
got me in a chair tryina make me think
make nacious go to da sink/
and vomit/
clean it up wit comet/
dis my plawnet/
im so ill that im sick and not feeling well/
im kinda thristy ima build a drinkin well/
gurls dont like me so i say "oh well"/
the gurls all call me gay and i think "well..."/
i probably am but maybe im not/
rhymes are hot/
they aint tight they taut/
take u to da dock/
smack u wit my glock/
u got like a shock/
and ure missin one sock/
pants is wet cuz of pee spot/
its easy to rhyme im lock/
2 gunz up bitch dats d block/
hemroidz??? i gots a lot/
if i tried to be ku i get shot/
yo in all realness i always get mocked/
im tight yo i keep my head cocked/
"AND IM ONE HARDCORE NIGGA!!!"/
pull da trigga talk more than tigga/
im in da basement how u figga?/
i got a shovel but i cant digga/
hottest nigga hotter than a hot nigga in africa in summer nigga!/
krazyest nigga crasier than a crasy nigga on steriods NIGGA!!/
fly nigga flier than tha flyest nigga yo swat me wit a swater nigga/
black nigga blacker than da blackest crasy nigga i mentioned befo nigga!/
call me sheniqua cuz i dont live her no mo/
and my mom is a hoe nogga! u a hoe bitch so?/
check out my flow faster than dat twister nigga/
i bite more than that one jay z jigga nigga!!!!!!/

Im haych the nicca with the afro
sitting in the back row
ill just flow till the day i go
so watch me glow and never blow
cause im a motherfucking pro
so just kneel
cause im the only one here thats the motherfuking real deal~

i am a burden on the brain of those who claim be leadin the game
i run tracks, like a high speed train, in the industry fulla lames/

i spit the most horrible shit that most rappers has ever heard,
i should hav a godly stature, become my ryhmes soar like a bird/


an im'a keep spittin~this shit~quickly~untill ya sick of me,
an when i finished, defeatin me is no object of possibility//

yo when i speak, everybody listens/
tryin to find out who it is, herbals dissin/
cuz they know they will eventually, be missin/
found in a river floatin all bloated/
im swordsman morse so withouth the "S"/
finesse? a concept i comprehend less/
so when i battle i put mc's chest, through much stress/
i cant take it easy it just cant be done/
like tryin to c walk after drinkin a gallon of rum/
when i battles i take thats shit deeply/
like a cathator inside me tryin to peep me/
to sum it up i beat u with 20 scores & run it up/
im wild buck while u suck coudn harm me if ya had an armored truck