unlike alot of the attempts I see here at multi's mine actually make sense and aren't just random rhyming words stuck together: check it

perfection reflected in perplex letterings
infested with intense grammar in sentences
intentions bent on forensic evidance
to test the guilty an' arrest the innocents
death incidents like diabetics without insulin
hyperactive like a bi-polar without ritilin
still I'm fiddlin' with riddles of intellect
intent on bein' tha realest on this internet
then end that with a contract say'n I'm the illest yet
'cause the way I kill a set is almost militant
i'm a guerilla kid, castro to your chi guevara
I last an' laugh tho you executed in trasonal terror
I breath with serine uneffected, you plead in despare
my reasons un-fair leavin' weaklin's just scared
impared thru a dust of mustar seeping in air
leaves you sleeping beneath six feet of sediment layers
I'm tha resident slayer of menacin' rap majors
collapse your delicate syndicate of little bitch haters
this just scribbles on paper, still you in danger
'cause my skill is insaner than pro, an' you a little bit tamer
a diligent debater, so you can't win an arguement
an' if you manage to harness it, I'm "Herb" harvestin'
an' un-earthin' ya hooks like a perterbed farmers hand


HOW'S THAT FOR MULTI?... HOLLA

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