RapVerse.com Community - Kew ill v.s ILLunatic *Hardcore*

Words crash the first lash until my thirst past//
use complicated nerd math and deliver you nerve gas//
first ask if yer ass is up for the worst task//
in hopes to surpass me, jerk you'll get merked fast//
then purposely send an epidurmal lift surge blast//
drag you on the floor light matches and squirt gas//
spine curves past the natural place till its hurts as//
your flirt deserted, came back and gave you your third rash//
an earth crash My Gerth! But is this all really worth cash//
reverse mass you'll resemble permafried burnt ash//
the world turns fast spin you off of the search path//
when the cops come and look all they find is your shirt tags//
and dirt rats picking bones cleaning your rib cage//
if your bitch-made brigade makes a move they'll all get sprayed//
i spit blades at **~SynText~** , leave each and every Scar Mergin//
then shoot'em with Darts laced with SARS, the Mars Version//
I leave you where you not belong//
head dump,body chump,tie off your tongue//
lung boiled,make your spinal cord became rope//
you can't defeat me jack ass you only have hope//
I'll leave in your vest more "buck shots" than millwaukee//
got your body tatooed with scars,my bullets make surgery//
kew've been in hell,visit the depht part of death//
peep my rhymes like satan on my right God at my left//
I'm a modern' nigga,I don't hustle, I got tax from the hood I manage//
I already mudered this game//
resurect it with the power of my name//
same old same,my rhymes got you going insane//
like heavy bricks,on every chips,your house cost my chain//
what,nigga still bearing grudge//
my lawyer's burning the court still,I mudered the judge//
my aim is steady,one shot,you won't budge//
stretch tires,tires screeling,I'm up in a dodge//
I help the street,it ain't help me//
I blaze the beats,it ain't blaze me//
I'm an old G,blasting plastic G,I'm the old me//
reinveted, remixed,with a new me//
like a ice hockey player I'mma break your rib//
you still running your mouth,t'night,I'mma burn your crib//
leave you in the burnt,messed up your seed//
riding your hearse,on your funeral,I'mma smoke weed//
I don't care if it's haze, purple or blue//
I'mma smoke as long as I know it's you //
D's dropped two bricks on my arms,but my aim remained steady//
I Move faster than Neo,for my rhymes ain't no gravity//
I hit you with lyrical sword at the speed light//
think you're fighting me,instead you got my shadow fight//
Like hitler's troop,with gloves and boots,searching MC's at sight//
got burned on third degree,can't come close to me like a comet firelight//
I'm your nightmare call me Freddie,your torturer call me jason//
bring them two,in one fight,mudered you then turn my face to godson//
on my throne,out of your zone,with two glocks chrome,I'm home//
My lyrics are like, nuclear strikes,think back,My lyrics destroyed Gomor and Sodom//
can't fuck wit me,I bear 21 corns under my heavy weight belt-//(corns=years)
with a tag "made in Gay country"I got you and your verse melt//
my rhymes strike you like you got hit by a train's face//
so fast no blood trace,no body found but your shoe lace//
my verse bear two edges,endless make you look like calibus//
illunatic aka "anus" got out from a donkey anal,not a puss//
you're droping garbage,got your ass mortgage for your each verse//
got raped 12 times,suck dicks 20 times + 1,not close to be my inverse//
my bullets made you metal surgery,your hot lines I shit on'em turned'em all corny//
not close to be my inverse,caught your rhymes giving mines head like lewinsky//
your verse remind me of me rhyming on my 1st grade//
I dead saw you in the brazilian lesbian parade//
yo illunatic fear berreta,my aim remain damn steady//
I'm the wave you're the surfer stop riding my flow,or get burry//
blurry,how you lost your memory,you're strapped,clapped//
I popped nine above your head,swiming on your red,veins like subway map//
I'm ahead of my time shoot faster than billy the kid//
burnt turned your crib,seed fall off,my punchlines broke your rib//