Three in one

Mic Manipulation

Mentally unstable but still able
To clear beef that fills tables
I causually rip dukes quikly
As the number of casualties hits through 50
I graph my math on ya cenotaph
To show kats when I rap
I rap with an unmatched wrath
Encase ya whole mass
In case ya hold brass
Spiritually hear to see
All you kats that mirror me
So I can hear you scream
The sound echoes in my ears
When I wreck those who fear
Sear ya soul are gouge ya eyes wit shears
Kats thinkin they G's rockin Avirex
It's all games when I leave ya face a mess
My rhymes is a study of death
The rest is put to rest
Place Jae's crest on ya flesh
So many bullets
You look like basketball mesh
Knock ya jaw
It's common to hear jae say I best em
Flows great, even God'll say i blessed him
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What Can I Say

I see you through metaphors
There's no betta-force
When you rent-a-whores
Is dead of course
Watch, Jae force a couple more
They bore until ya sore
Or blood soars from ya pores

The velocity of my rhymes breaks through the cycle of time
The lyrics in my mind.....
Is synical, typical of a mad man, it's right
The way my words break the barrier of light
I'm a doctor on the mic, ya'll are the patients
Rhymes leave you with a sensation
A sharp pain left in ya cerebral
It's lethal to all people
My rhymes belong in book of revelations
Like Jesus, you put me on a cross before I started elevation
When it comes to Jae there's no nail in the coffin
They belong in my wrists, then I start biblical plottin
I'm beyond the 3rd dimesnion, I'm on the 5th
I passed the 4th cuz the more I wrote it became my gift
Jae a symbl of power, first kat to involve rappin wit mathematics
I'm the second last wonder of the world
One less then your seventh heaven
For these reasons consider me 5 and a half years old
When you divide me by Jesus
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Documentary of a Killer

Day1(torture begins)

Your strapped to a table, heart rates unstable
It's no fable when I send shocks to your brain wit cables
As you scream in pain I let out laughs plain insane
It's in your brain that you've only begun to be slain
Pour coke in ya mouth, and sew your lips shut
It slowly dissolves your tongue, you start to spit blood
I leave you to rest in the midst of morbity
I don't care your for your health, your well being is shit to me
And remember this is the first day, not even close to the worst day
Tomorrow is the second, soon you'll be wishin it was the first day

Day2(Insane)

Today is ya death, your bodie will be left a bloody mess
Thru it all your alive and consience,you get no rest
Your own bloody saliva has been your only meal
Then I peel of your skin likes it's an orange peel
No your not dreamin, the horror's real
The more you squirm at the pain, the more you'll feel
Your flesh falls of in chunks in a puddle of gore
The you can see your toes and finers laying on the floor
You try so scream, but your voice box is removed
Blood squirts on, the site of this deosn't even make me move

Day Three(Your dead)

Now your body lays lifeless
The strange thing is I actually like this
You reduced to a structure of bone held to 2gether with bits of flesh
Your corpse is thrown to the rats, they'll like the taste of cooked flesh
But your brain and eyes still have sight, still able of fright
What you see is your rotting away all in 3 nights
This was nothing at all something to gore to me
All you are is a worthless whore to me
I only have one regret, this wasn't a real killin
I should've kept you alive so you could see what imma do to your children