RhythmicTendicies:
Dear God Gunshots, Piercing Through My Body Like 1000 Watts...
I Used To Battle In Parking Lots, We Decide Death By Casting Lots…
Now I Rap In Dealer Spots, Rap With Flow, Leaving You Gasping “Whoa”!...
Sending Your Rhymes 6 Feet Below, Although I Strike Silently –
Afterwards I Lay Low, I Bash With Lyrical Blows, Violently...
I Portray Myself Couragesly, Spit Bars With My Dignity, Still Intact...
Many Unknown Dead-Beats I Cracked, They Never React – Now That’s A Fact...
My Presence Has A Devastating Impact, My Character Is Abstract...
With Pin-Point Shots, I’m always Exact, The Death Of ‘Pac, I’ll Re-enact...
No-One Can Stop Me Now, I’ll Keep Dropping The Amount Of Bombs My Vocal Cords Allow...
I Leave Audiences In “WOW”, With Dope Records And Countless Awards...
Cutting Your Bars With Samurai Swords, I Take Home Your Shredded Confidence, As Rewards"/

Chorus:
B.R.E Hitting you wit a Devastating Collaboration"/
Brutally Rippin Emcees in Heavy Rotation"/
Invasion Breaking Your Classy Emotions"/
Tochuring your Soul like we're Lex Lugar"/
We Reappear And your Heart is Now Pumping In Fear like You Have Just Seen Freddy Coogar"/

Bash:
Its like ya all 'Scripts Is A Track' the way you Run-On-Ya-Sentence"/
My Wars will Shatter-The-Planet , And cause Collateral-Damage"/
Spitting Ebonikz When I Damage Your Physics , I'll 'Rip The Organs Out Ya Chest' so you'll Truly-Be-Heartless"/
The God with his Hand-On-Ya-Spirit , Cannibal Paniked"/
My Unlimited Punches are Drastic , Its Like My Spitz are Duracell Because its never Weak"/
Bones is What I Shatter , You could'nt 'Match My Bars' if you had Sixteen-Snickers"/
Its Like we're Playing a Game of Tennis Because I'm about to~Serve~Ya"/
Words remind, my silent eyes with truthful Tens............ My Pad and my Pen is my most ~~valuable friends~~"/
feel the Touching Degree's Torcherin Human beings for Enforcin Decease//
Soaked in Gases Tokin Hash Spliffs//
Patient till my Ghost Detaches & soul Surpasses//
Spitting Elite Infinite Rhymes at da Minute"/
24 hours till im A Broke cadaver holdin caskets//
Alone & Battered to scold on Slopes of Acid//
My Religion is 9 Squads of Demon Tarnished Completely too Take control of my Wisdom"/
Disasters of Embassors Getting Shattered No Matter what Happens"/
Its B.R.E Trick so U better Respect This Before Bash Starts Flipping ya Shit To Cartflips"/


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