alright then here is my spit

my rhymes are "incomprehensible"
thats how i became "invincible"
there *lyrical* they make you *hysterical*
soon your gonna fear *miracles*
but your gonna need "three"
to survive up against "me"
cant you "see" , your messin with *forces*
that bring four *horses*
thats right im the Apocolypse!
the reign of "terror" boy, you made an "error"
when u accepted to *verse* ~me~
i put a major *curse* on you ~see~
thats when i used my verbal "rope"
to choke your lines, while my rymes are "dope"
you need to go and pray to the "pope"
but you and your dad go "elope"
you need get a *life* , you always get in *strife*
thats why i stabbed you with my verbal *knife*!

goodluck to you to

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