I thrust and I bust, man this flowing is a must
My emceein’ is plush, you screamin “I’ve really had enough”
I’ve got you sussed, but I’m insane remaining unpredictable
My rhyming unthinkable, you poetically pitiful
I’ll ridicule you as I reach the pinnacle of expression
I’m a formidable presence, without showing no aggression
You’re in rap heaven; my spit is similar to paradise
Please would you stop medalling’ and get off me you parasite.
My words strike like a dagger might, I’m sharp and detrimental
But I’m soft and sentimental, if a little too experimental
I experiment in rejecting my essence and changing my nature
Don’t worry I don’t hate ya, but please pardon my behaviour
Don’t blamelessly trust, I’ll spontaneously combust
The flames engulfing your lungs, whilst I’m burned blackened to dust
I do what I must, the imagery is energy, to win you see
I’m horrendously, relentlessly, pretentiously Mr. Anarchy.
nigga ya verse aint even alright
i can quench ya thirst just like sprite
ima kick ya pussy ass off this website so get packen
i suggest battlin me not become a habit
ima call you a weave emcee cuz u fake and u just acten

i dont kno wut happened but maybe this is u

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