Imma cum to this mic like Im gettin it pregnant,
Wearin you down till I burn you 2 fragments,
Impersonations of a psychopathic quadrapalegic when I read it,
Ill look the devil in th eye and greet it,
Ill meet death that looks grim and Ill reap it,
Misuderstood specimen of rap cuz to live I need it,
Got you dodgin me like Im a meniacle obstacle,
Im droppin bombs like Hiroshima blockin you like a left tackle,
I spit verbal molecules to cause asfixiation,
Call my rhyme verbal emulation without exasperation,
Obliterate n degenerate to move you slow like opiate,
Rhymes I detonate, tracks I desacrate, my posionus darts penetrate,
Then deteriorate you from inside by means of your capalaries, (smallest veins in your body)
your body so rotten your missin the world fillin the obituaries,
I got to spit to show my reflections of thoughts and obsessions,
Im a Gospel like Luke I'm the resurrection that got ya'll confessin in confessions,
Droppin emcees to they knees got em on lock, Captivated G's
Got you so beat ya head rinigin like motorola activated cellies,
Smoke only seedless fo reasons bred from hydroponics,
Shit thats slow ya mind till its movin like plate techtonics,
Follow me cuz I start revolutions with rhymes thats skeptical,
Im lucent like spot lights Im da rap game spectical,
Verbally smashin emcees cuz they talk shit but spit with procrastonation,
This the new school now Im startin a new rap generation,
Spawned from Gods creation so im full of knowledge,
Im writin some ill shit that producers should aknowledge,
For you I spit '93 raps I just give em a polish,
Ill kill the commercial shit one by one Ill abolish,
All the whack garbage and spit it back in ya face,
My rhymes are my possesion something Ill neva misplace,
Treat you like chalk on a blackboard and ya life I erase,
I told ya'll Im synickle I administer flow and mic grace,
So gimme a mic put some THC in my blood,
Your diseased then your incarcerated not from the hood,
Ill end ya life in five bars cuz ya rhymes miniscule,
Spit such heat ill have you condensated into 2 million molecules,
Death comes in 3's so you and 2 friends gon end up dead,
Your poor mommas cryin cuz comin at me will kill the life that you led,
Ive proved it once and Ill prove it again,
These lyrics is ill Im a rapper within,
So go on get the fuck off my blocc I ripped you I beg your pardon,