infect ya mind, with tremendous rhymez, delivered at a pace, that defyz normal logic, i was released from the belly of God, to extend mortal knowledge, of the comin of death, i was born in an alienz chest, out to end my quest, for the body of the whackest, to accept my practice, of eatin bodies on ths planet, i have to damage, niggaz on the mic every nite, prayin Poin Dex, would be as pointless, as Accuity's life, as a Brittish Faggot, in both contextz, cuz he get burned and smoked, his life's a joke, and he has sex with men, more than my pen, spell words from rhymez that i wrote, im dope, like watz inside snoopz pocketz, honestly how u gon win, when u speak English as well as Yao Ming on the rocketz, i spit game, azk ur mom, who pointdexter iz, youll find out why ur dad hates this rap shit, suck a dick...

lil talkin..

Poindexter invented a style, that swallow the babblin of your favorite rapper, official voice patterm of the world after, checkin to kill, the will, of Accuityz, father and mother, for havin the son, that would destroy the rap game, to attain fame, he attempted to rock a verse with a horrible brittish accent, i blast him, with screamz of crowd reaction, my dick is longlastin, call me Trident (like the gum how itz long lastin), like stabbin u with the pitchfork of a mermaid (known as a trident), my wordplay, so sick, i dont even have to say ur gaym but slow it up, so u wont lose track, hit the beat less metaphorical, see how u like that,

i'll stab u, with ur own goddamn teeth, knock em out your face, sharpen em like razorblades, cuz all kids from the UK, got whites like a dog, ur canines really k9z, dont front, plus u give niggaz blow jobz, accuity, ur suppose to be precise, but i blur ur vizion, like starin into the sunrize, im nice, u nice like the Fat Boyz, go find urself a gimmick, cuz the mic aint a toy, and u claim u hard, internet got u gassed, he da type who joined the basketball team, just to slap his teammatez in the azz, damn, i didnt even try, but already u can kid goodbye,

Lil talk..

Pointdexter, kill rhyme, kill kid, kill verse, kill spit, kill fooz, obvious, that i run shit, rapverse.com. released God incarnate, godz favorite rap artist, about to eat the soul, of a childz only dream, Accuity thought he could rap, but i can mindread, and forsee, the deletion of his soundclick, my future is boundless, he bound by the fact, the world know he whack, imma crack his jaw, crack the floor, wit metaphorz, more complex than Accuityz sexuality, heaz a dose of reality,your a whiteboy, no skill no style, the only way u touch the masses, is when ur being a pedaphile

outtro

http://nerdhoparena.dmusic.com/

only song there.. im mad tired.. that took forever by bitches

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Demolition through Rhymes

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