Get ready for war…as I bring gore with machetes and metaphors/
I’ll sever this whore, vertically slice through his body to settle the score/
Nothing else matters, I concentrate hard to rip your Openmic status/
As the pain gathers I continue to attack and slice your apparatus/
If this was ‘Christmas’ you still couldn’t ‘rap(wrap) gifted’/
I get the axe lifted, strike hard enough to leave your back twisted/
Smash hard fisted, my superior flows would have your tracks drifted/
See this mic? feel the impact as u get smacked with it, drop rap n quit it/
Stacked when spitted with ammunition that’ll kill cats and remain acquitted/

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