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.:!sT OpEn Myk KeyStyLe:.
IP:
I come with biochemically enhanced brain implants//
Enough to deform a man and turn his crew into little cubes//
Ill consume you, like the fear of defusing a bombs fuse//
My radioactive package will chew through bomb suits//
Tounge molecules creating blast past levels beyond unknown//
Multiple sections explode leaving you scold//
And thrown past the many layers of the ozone//
Your remaining bits circulate around in orbit//
Seen from telescophic porchs, mistaken for alien sources//
Extra terrestrail forces, my words are outta this world//
You get twist then swirled, flipped and hurled, kicked and felt//
Hits from hell, bricked den nailed, chipped and curled//
Ripped into a realm to be telled, "look down at the ground"//
Realising Ayura has planted a cross on ya mud mount//
With the words written, "look who's PhuKeD n0w"//
Dont fear weapons, fear whats lurking between my ears//
Duck down, this black swan is capable of spirutual manipulation//
Invading the brains of ignorant faces//
Ya physical structure will get raided//
By instruments used on surgery patients//
Free form agents who withstood advanced basic//
Cant even recall the last time they got caved in//
Invisible satan, cus everytime you think you cool//
Ill be the one to ovenbake it//
Turning into a furnace, burning spitting geysers//
Over icicle minors who melt within 20 miles of this lion//
Ayura sparks the heat//
like....
A lighter landing on a pile of deodradrant//
Covered in streams of gasiline and toasters//
Inside a shuttle with moses, departing the cold air into a vacuum//
Led by a shoot, bioligical unbalanced napalm in flammable suits//
With chewed cables and labels//
On chilli jars stating, "add 0.1 tablespoons with the use of food"//
Ciggrates on tables, wrapped in blunts//
And with warm delight, heading for the core of the sun//
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