Creative than this/

Shit, I was Created To Rip, Empires 'n Nations To Bits/
I blow Up Any physical object in the Range of my Spit/
Yall sound Dated as Shit, read on 'n and YA heart gets crushed/
I'm Executing ANY textcee that Writes Two BArs As One/
ya method is Wack, YOu Could never Represent Rap/
But Don't Hate on Me just for givvin my prespective on that/
Yall would NEed A Magic spell to turn ya text into tracks
THis is subjecttive proff, 90% of tha net is all Wack/
levitate on magnetic feilds, in tha realm the specters are at/
Puncture Ya Wind Pipe W/ a broken Scepter Of Glass/
My Skill w/ a Mic Is Revered As Tha best in tha Land/
I can Inhale Oxygen and spew out Aspestes n Gas/
That posions u floatin through walls to Collects in tha Cracks/
U Gotta Admit THis Shit Shocked U, like an Electrical Flash/