You’ll watch as I get attention from the media
For writing more raps than words in the encyclopedia
You can’t even touch my criteria without being infected
With strains of dangerous bacteria, raw talent is respected
Punching me with lines that haven’t connected, misdirected
My lyrics are groovin, it’s a proven scientific law like gravity
Bomb your city then shoot bullets of lead to your chest cavity
These raps are of my own creation, spreading through a nation
Like hurricane vibrations, you want to battle, name the location
This challenge is won, I’ll break the 206 bones in your skeleton
If my rhymes miss, I’ll rig you up with 50 tons of blasting gelatin
I got you sized up with metric measure, you got a small anatomy
You’re fucked rookie who just graduated from the rhyme academy
Try to shoot this duck out of the pond, a specialist like James Bond
Bitch don’t even respond, the best from 2004 and the years beyond
I didn’t even read your verse, that right I’m just that musically diverse
Running through emcee’s like an Egyptian curse, your so much worse
I’m the punch line connector and I’m out to destroy your cloning vector
Your like a blooming flower and I’m like the killer bee stealing the nectar
A dihybrid cross between man and a rapping machine and your not seen

PLX KID YO SO YOUNG NOT ENOUGH AMO TO BLOW TOXIC// U IN MY GRAVEYARD KID//

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