really really quick key

I lyrically bombard this wack mc with terminology from gods
Rob this cat from this win and rip his chances to defeat odds
My rhymes loft, and throw clips wit tongue twisting aerial deploys
Take my belt off, and let him get whipped let them kids in BabyBoy (Damn)
Ironicly spit words that sent text battles up in flames
Tattoo his thoughts wit terms, so your mind will never forget my name
Nose bleed by venom lines like a lyrical handstand
I fill my bars to his lungs, making lyrical hand fans
Then again, I don’t need to spit hard to take this nigga’s soul
Cause I’m seeing through him, since my words left more than just a bullet hole