In this realm the champion form's move's of the matrix, soldjah's train in firey pit's to learn the basic's/
While graduated militant's march in cadence, the general stand's on the pedestal leading a battalion of hatred/
Fire bulge's out of crevece's making ground as magma harden's, there's no sun present the sky only darken's/
Movement's and shift's of the surface unvail's the city of Spartan's, reach is important all coronel's are marksmen/
Satan has no place the flame's here are hotter, it's all a fight for the thrown and the devil is the spotter/
The importance to protect is the imperor's daughter, the meat eatin is a warrior's sacrafice of slaughter/
The darkness set's over sky-n-galaxy, lock the door's of the realm of where u find-reality/
There's no support from the brain knowledge is your mind's-salary, statistic's are proven that in this stage muscle bind's-calorie's/
The stance of strike is set up as that of a male-cobra, execution is mandatory of those that are frail-soldjah's/
Faint is in order when death create's stale-odor's, there has alway's been one leader no dark or pail-voter's/
Floatation of different natural creature's in the form-of-shadow's, fighter's come out of there pit's to swarm-into-battle's/
You must stay in order and cover when it storm's-on-gravel, the bull's charge as we implant horn's-on-cattle/
The front' of war is seperated by the flame's-river, movement inside your structure cuz of fear make's your vein's-shiver/
2 hand's cover your head as your brain's-quiver, ton's of alcoholic pressure weigh's down and stain's-liver's/
There's no Raiden lightning is replaced by comet's, the sickning smell of decaying flesh make's the hardest vommit/
Speed is of no worry we've captured and held sonic, weed is not present but the atmosphere hold's a scent of chronic/
Smoke stack's rise and there is alway's heated-torch's, house's are destroyed every second there's defeated-porch's/
My army hold's the most victorie's cuz i succeed-wit-force's, my mind control's the route's of the army i'm intrigued-by-source's/
The scale of dead fighter's goes up every minute, they judge the thought's of your mental by your skill's in the penant/
Wit every volcanic erruption my title i must defend-it, all wish to rule from the moment there born as an infant/
Gun's are worthless cuz wit these flame's i'll shoot-ya-first, there isn't a currency so there is no loot-on-turf/
There no computer's so there's no need to re-boot-the-surf, if your curious within scripture's i've told the future-of-Earth/

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good stuff, but u should space it differently, the way u got it slows down the flow, but nice stuff

Tight drop , , ,but sometimes it confused me , because of how u typed it out

dope drop

Up.

Dont sleep feedback plz

^^^^^^^^SICK Shit............Tpound nice shit wordplay am feelin it

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