Narcelus Flawless
From: confined in the mazes of my mind |
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Cop This (rhyming simply)
IP:
i'm so hot i put out smokes in your tongue/
make you choke when i'm done/
the vapors blacken both of your lungs/
no bullets no blanks, knock you out with a stroke of a gun/
intoxicated figure of speech over the dopest of drums/
opponents get done, as soon as they get noticed they stunned/
they bite my writtens, get paper cuts and bleed thru the gums/
shine and blow up like pistols seek heat in the sun/
break up your spleen into crumbs/
then go sell it as weed in my slums/
affect what you hear like spears thru both of you ears/
i'm so full of myself that i aint even noticed you here/
where you stop is where i start, and you bein over is near/
your only hope at being dope, i'm holdin it here/
hit you with syntacts, the first to spit about this far/
leave limbs cracked like the impact of bein hit by a car/
your skills repeatory, shorter than your livin is odd/
pull your plug, when i burn walls i'm killin some fonts/
sleep on me all you want/
you wont likely want to be killed or be robbed/
my adrenaline is raw like i'm removin one of my legs with a saw/
keepin one foot in front of the other. while tryin to run from some cops/
my speechs so deep, you actually hear the drums when it drop/
think panhandlin can vandal, jumpin outta manholes/
you burn aresol in cans, carry your corpse for dead weight with anvils/
i burn green like flamethrowers aimed at ninja turtles/
aiyyo i creep to shoplist, swift like dropkicks/
vocal apacolypse, couldnt use road bloacks to this/
man down, what you shot with/
(no i'm not hit), stop kids from seekin the record shops to cop this/
just a simple rhyme
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