yea just another free with no set topic or anything...just basiclly messing around...looking for some feedback so i know what i need to work on...

I murder mics, with mechanical precision
Robot, form like voltron on you sons of bitches
Keep it on wax?, find ya ass wrapped up in shrink wrap
Smash bastards, break wack ass rappers in half
Slice ya'll up for biting, better go and buy a muzzle
Leave ya boys putting ya ass back together like you was a puzzle
Sick son of a bitch with cruel intentions
Bout to run this shit till I feel my ligaments ripping.....(ahhh)
Blood dripping from the holes the ligaments ripped from
i'm sick son, chew ya up like a peice of spermint gum...(pop)
And I’m hungry as fuck, and I’ll eat emcees alive
Raps hannibal lector, devour your crew and your ride
After all that eating, I still stay famished
Next emcee, step up, you’ll get ate like a sandwich....(tasty)
Full of ill lines like my bars got cancer
Ya’ll dudes spit more garbage than Fred G. Sanford
And just Like alley I, I got the answer
Rein dance on rappers like I was prancer
I’m easily raps biggest kept secret
Being slept on more than a Sealy Posturepedic
Dont keep it quite, go ahead and leak it
Let the words run through the street like sweetness
I’ll roast ya, monstar, the brave lil toaster
Got rappers hangin on my wall and i aint talking bout posters
Off with they head and mount em like trophies
The ring, climbing out ya head phones, i'm ghostly...(7 days)
Have you shittin ya pants ever time the phone rings
Coming out ya tv screens and rap magazines
Have you quitting rap to sing the blues like you was b.b. king
I’m just too sick, emcees dont want it
Bout to blow up bigger than a continent, flip the script like an om-a-let (omelet)
Bombing shit, so go head, spread my words like condiments....bitch