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*Wordplay*(A must Read)
IP:
I’m the KING you should just be happy I let ya’ll Graceland
I’m still on the paper chase while I’m roaming the wasteland I pace sand looking for haters, watch the hand by my waistband It’ll misplace blands Bus’ putting you in your rightful place man As I deface and with haste stand on the equator so bus will see Both halves of the world individually, Can anybody kill me? Ya’ll are standing with hands on B and you still can’t feel me Even though I sonned ya’ll illegitimately like I’m Jesse Jackson Yo that’s just the facts dun, you know Bus’ll break your back son So you got to get treated with traction, Bus’ll snatch your faction While you gaze with laudation and satisfaction at our great skill Your fates real and your mistakes seal your life but you can’t deal Cause no beast Norman can stop bus’ LECTuRE as his deBates kill TPP Gate seals but we stay on point cause we’re sharp in the head I hammerheads so you might just find this lyrical shark in threads Rip me to shreds? I’ve seen more wood knots in a carpenters shed... My charismatic verbal, brighter than the light of day Voice so ill no need for fuckin wordplay But you told me to work on mic presence I told you I could murder a beat in seconds You looked passed when I wrote that raw diction Overlooked the fact I was rippin right precision Ya mental lackin creative lyrical vision Fuck telling the truth I'ma rip you all in fiction So bring it, if you're better than the rest My knowledge alone, a catalyst for ya death Damage the chest cavity wit a single verb Shatter the nerve, balance the body count wit my twisted words My mental has reached it final stage Cracking the alpha numeric code on every page Aramaic slang spit at any person who turned Toxins release thru my speech, all will burn Need not trust anyone who speaks weak on me They've all spilt blood, when punched wit a syringe of disease Tired of cats believin lies, assumin's bad for ya health want know about Prov, I'll tell you myself how I came up, grew to be a man rip ya spinal cord wit my bare hand Insane, crazy thoughts run thru the mind connect dots to create the profile for the lyrically blind Peeps who can't speak in rhythmic intellegence leave the mic alone ya beliefs are totally fuckin irrelavant the hellbot swingin swords to chop ya mandible tearin ya flesh frame to uncountable decimals ya pitaful fuckin wit this design of pure evil body count higher than the slain race of jewish people... Verbal assassination, a deadly combination, I shine like radiation A new generation, fresh spirit of innovation without imitation The most raw, the conspiracy, the theory of a revolution Simple solutions, authority vendetta is my divine retribution The poignant professional, suppressing thoughts into sharp rhymes Limitless ideas, representin a minority becoming major in time Personifying perfection, more superior upon closer inspections Stand five feet away from peeps, coz my rhymes give 'em erections Chemical fusions, the deadly combination of 12 acidic MC's Poignant Professeurs, bitch, sick spits with 100 year guarentee's Electrifying verbals, branded into brains with no hope of escape Unforgettable rhymes, implant in minds, distorting regular shapes Lyrical fortification, incinerate accolades into outer space Positive mentality, hard-hittin rhymes spit at incredible pace I atomize MC's, leave em demised, paralyzed and soul-deprived Eternally blazin, shit, theres not been one MC whose soul-survived... |
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