I speak Auras flying on Magic Carpets//
Damage Bombarded on top of you Ragged Targets//
You get Discarded; Passing through my Darkness//
Im Demonic with Markers, Masked ol'Marsters//
Its pebbles against Mountains; Whos the Hardest?//
I spray spitting Fountains way past the Margin//
Killing you insects with Arsenic Barbaric Carnage//
Rip Apart High Hordes and Henchmen; Hence pens//
With Ink Fencing; At Random, this Phantom Blends In//
Motion without Attention; Espionage Complexion//
Not to Mention, I buss Tension with Turquoise Fireballs//
This Mantis leaves ya stances open like Doors//
The mind trick will make you Fall to the Dark Mic Force//
Nib-You-Lot with Nebula Literature from Up North//
I Speak Storms; Battle Speech Lord; I leave ya Torn//
Ya Fleets Worn merely from the sound of my Beat Horn//
Glide on Unicorns and Chariots; I Scar you Up//
Diamond Posture; Im Hard to Cut; I Larf at you Nutz//
I dare you to step to this Hybrid, Never Slightly//
Will you Might be Mighty compared to this Light Steam//
I Float primarily past ya attacks, Ya Worthless Punches//
Is pure Junkness; ya crew is Garbage in High Numbers//
I know you feel Numbness when you Approach the Stage//
I Motivate; Make ya Bones Shakes from the sonic of the Lone Plains//
Battling by Smoke Chains Morse Code: Advance in Torque Tones//
Talk Stoned; I Scorch Throats; Work ya up like Hormones//
Its the Mythical Diaviation; Perform Deeds Frameless//
Shape Shifting Ranging; Human Aerosol; I keep Spraying//
Hopping Symphonies; Mystically Advance the Border//
Meta-Physically; Ya need to change ya stance with this Morpher//