As i spit my rhymes you know that they are too dope for you to comprehend/
They kill you with the animosity of a twenty pound pen/
I'll collapse your esophagus, lungs and pin you down with my tounge/
Your cadaver's left on the ground to sit and rot under the sun/
My saliva contains acetate, so i hack phlegm into your eyes/
You'll get apolexy, it annihilates your blood cells over time/
Anyone that wants to battle me, its like you want a death sentence/
And after your dead i'll ressurect you to become me apprentice/
Me and the Phantom Dark Disciple, spit prophecy like aristotle/
Were not prophets, but we speak the wisdom that makes u suicidal/
So bring it and we'll leave your body trapped in a catacomb/
Because we are Belligerent, so just bury yourself in your home/
So you say you spit acid, we'll im the alkali that nuetralizes it/
Phantoms bellicose style, sends you falling in a bottomless pit/
When you look in me and phantoms eyes you know that we are evil/
Two reborn samuri soldiers that came back for the sequal/
When we was you dark and evil seeds started growing inside of us/
Weve been brought together by force, and are mentally fucking focused/
Now you wonder why the world trade got fucked in nine-eleven/
I kno the secret, but i aint saying shit till i meet ya ass in heaven/
But i recieved eternal damnation, to be the right hand man of satan/
Just sit and chill there, smoking blunts and always contemplatin/
I guess you'll never find out, if you take a journey across the universe/
You still wouldnt know because i gave your weak ass a curse/
But enough of that shit, im here to calculate planet alignment/
And find the biodegratable material,in the second abatoir client/
Your style is primitive like the first inhabitants of earth/
It was abstruce, untill i evolved the style at my moment of birth/
Now im indestructible, and immortal human being with platnium armor/
Iron fists, platonic discs cant even exceed my power/
I speak in ancient tounge, long forgotten,since the beginning of time/
It's been brought back to life by me, i reconstructed it's design/
Go grab your holy coron, so you can go praise allah/
I just busted on haters asses so i'll end it with
FU-GE-LA./


Give some feedback y'all. ight?
Peace

Come on ya'll dont sleep on this....Uppin for feedback

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"The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words."

this was pretty dope It sounded good...
half way through... and progressed form there...
ill drop man keep this up...
please hit up my new OM...
....Tragic..Death....
and peep
....Dead..To..Live....(I) and (II)

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....Tragic..Death..I....

....Tragic..Death..II....

you know this was cool....it wasnt anything that would make my jaw drop...it looks to me like you are so intent on using multisyllable words to show off your vocabulary, but you end up throwing it back in your own face when it doesnt make any sense.....example: "They kill you with the animosity of a twenty pound pen/"...i mean i know you could have found some other word to use you know?....you kinda write like me..only 4-5 years ago....like your hella convinced that your the illest...and you got the illest vocab...(im not saying you dont have any skill) but this is just my opinion....keep at it and use a little common sense when it comes to the large vocab you know?..im out

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* BATTLES *

Vocab was high-level. Flow was pretty good but I think it could be a little better. Your lines are pretty long - so it'd be nice to see some more stuff going on inside them. I liked:
"So you say you spit acid, we'll im the alkali that nuetralizes it/
Phantoms bellicose style, sends you falling in a bottomless pit/"
Keep spitting. Hit something in my sig. (preferably Broken Metamorphosis if you haven't yet)

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Personal Testament 3 (100 Bars)
Befuddlement
Broken Metamorphosis
Cud