Ayo..
My lyrics you fear it when you hear it throw you in a casket wit acid like solphiric every lyric will sperate your mind and sprit/
So hott you cant get near it and when you do it scorches you..my rhymes are midevil and will Chamber of Torture you/
I spit for hours wit no pauses or breaks with thoughts to equate.. like the exact time and dates of earthquakes/
Yo bitch im the illest rapper alive.. Believe That.. Fucked up so many speakers I got niggaz callin me feedback/
You couldn't be a threat to me if you ripped off my arms in a salt mine.. explosion of intelegence like Albert Enstine strapped to an assult mine/
If you were an assult mine u couldn't assult mine.. If you pissed on my looseleaf u couldn't flow on top of my rhymes/
Yo bitch..against me, any emcee's life expectancy drops extensively like limbs from leper colonies/
You couldn't win playing gag lotteries.. come to 'de-feet' me and get fucked up like gang sodomy/
I beat you to death with fractured ankle-bones and prosthetic leg pottery/
Dragged across the concrete till you fail to process audibly and trails of raw flesh follow me/
Where none of your friends, crew, or lead shoes can help you from being tread thru/
No medical fuels will extend your duel with death, regrets, this is the end of your rule/
Cause I entered this feud as the emporer who' none of you extensively knew/
But left as the centaur, mentor of moons, who left you confused in the dark ,intensively bruised/
Should've remembered your roots cuz like astronauts without gravity boots I cant be held down/
You now hell-bound, forced to absorb underground flows, like I left you in a well to drown/

FINISHER

My dialect is internet intalect, I'll slice ya neck and leave an embedded mic in ya chest, ignite the rest dispite ya best.. the only chance u got is to bite my text/
See me im rockin a tremendeous tekkneek, I get mad and I let these verbal text tecks leak you get-beat by a internet-geek/
They call u matress dicounters cause all your cheep flows get slept on..and the next time u battle me u gettin verbally stepped on/
Your gonna wish you was more head strong when im crushin-it and after this battle is on my wall and imma be dustin-it/

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