Interlude

Am I still too old to be considered rapping?
When these other young niggas talking 'bout they still trapping?
Is the 20s too old for me to blow?
Should I just pack it up and go?
Or should I just keep droppin' more shit?
Am I just gonna sit back and forfeit?
Or will I stay and keep exposing rap cancer?
Maybe that's the answer...

Outro

Well, this is it, ladies and gentlemen. We hoped you enjoy the ride. But before we go, our host has a few last words to say.

This is the conclusion
To the solution
For these mumble rapper illusions
Leaving the hip-hop vets in confusion
Of how they were able
To come in the game with them fables
Not talking bout the game, but these rappers are lame
It's a goddamn shame
That they took to that clone shit
But they ain't Neptunes
Their careers will end soon
To that shit, I'm immune
It's nonsensical
Incomprehensible
Rap sheet is out, now you're indefensible
But enough of that
I'm wrapping this up

Throw your flows in the back of the truck
The way you rhyme, you sounding like Daffy the Duck

Got me in the cut, laughing it up
But fuck who gassin' him up

This is the outro, I'm out, though

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This is the end of this

But it's the genesis

Of my career

Leave 'em shaking in fear

2018 is my year

Get clear, cuz I'm bout to blow up

With sick flows that I throw up

Sometimes I rap like the Flash, sometimes I slow up

#stillcalling

When I first got into hip-hop, it wasn't always for the passion
Back when I was little, it was all about the fashion
The shoes, the hats, the jewelry, the cars, the cash and
All the other shit the rappers on TV was always flashin'

But then I had to change the way that I view things

When I was 13, and listening to Wu-Tang

C.R.E.A.M., Tical, Protect Ya Neck, and Triumph

Listening to how Inspectah Deck was droppin' that science

First time I tried rhyming, I was anything but nice

Believed to be the best, and never took any advice

Then I took up beatmaking

Came across FL Studio, but lessons I wasn't taking
Posting beats on YouTube, hoping for a chance of recognition
But they overlooked me, and never gave a chance to listen
That was when I started to rhyme again
After listening to the War Report by CNN
Put out my first tape trying to get my music out
Looking back then, it just sounds kinda stupid now
Took a five-month break and wrote some more shit
My bond with the lyrics growing tighter than a corset
Continuing to master with the passion still calling me
Rest of the story? Just wait and see, because there's more to me

ZODIAC

Rapping just like an Aquarius
Way that I spit, it's nefarious
Before I could rock a stereo
I was born a Leo
Raised to learn like Galileo
Was always the only son like Theo
With a Scorpio
But there's more to the story, yo
On to you crabs
You niggas is Cancer like breasts
Pink and soft, always fuckin' depressed
Always jealous of a nigga's success
And mad cause my rhyming is always the best
Lyrically, I'm on my Gemini shit
There's no one that could do it quite like I did
Ramming niggas like an Aries
Ya'll sweeter than berries
I'm crushing all my adversaries
Precise with the Sagittarius flows
I'm aiming straight at my hilarious foes
Battling me when I parry his blows
First strike I land? It's breaking his nose
Taurus the way I'm devoted to rap
No one against me is holding me back
You ain't phasing me with your phony attacks
Or the flows that you lack
Bruh, you know it's a fact
I ain't no Libra; I'm violent with the rhymes
Listening to old school like I don't get the times
I've been way too kind
I think it is time
That my voice is heard or else I'mma lose my mind
Witty with words like a Virgo
You'll probably think I just caused an inferno
You might need a thermal
I'll leave your whole face turning purple
The way I spit this shit in turbo
Wise and musical like a Pisces
One listen, it'll be hard to dislike me
I'mma keep doing it just like Nike
And someday, I could be a king like Mike G
Expect the worst like a Capricorn
I'mma catch the throne
And with that, I'm gone

#IronFistFlow

Kicking dope flows with the fury like Bryan
He say he coming for me, you know he lying
I'm packing a Death Fist like Phoenix, Paul
Bars smashing through you like brick walls
One verse is equivalent to a Lightning Screw Uppercut
Your defeat is very imminent
Mishima rhymes is my discipline
You rappers sweeter than cinnamon
While I'm sharper than Yoshimitsu swords
Cutting straight through you like wooden karate boards
Boy, you know that I don't play
Whenever I'm switching up styles like I'm Lei
Either I'm precise like Nina or brutish like Jack
When it comes to music, the kid never slacks
I honestly don't got the swagger like Lee
But I got the combos to kill an emcee
Demon fist, body blow, roundhouse, you name it
Just know that I won't make it painless, aye
When I connect with the Devil beam
I'm steady aiming it at your spleen
This 808 slaps like Anna
The flow leaves you black and white like Panda
You already know you ain't ready
When I bring the kicks like I'm Eddy
You're better off holding your teddy
I'm on my beast mode like I'm King
Step to the ring
And you know I'ma come with the swing
I'm dope but I'm broke like I'm Law
The flow got you eating fried rice through a straw
Left jab, right hook, uppercut, Steve, Fox
One more with the straight, you end up in a box
Going hard on the kicks like I'm Hwoarang
When I come with it, it don't matter how long
Bitch, I'm a giant like Marduk
Black jaguar mask and an armor
Hotter than a sauna
Ya'll niggas copycats, Mokujin
While I'm the cat coming straight out the local scene
Bound to blow up like the head of Alisa
So ya'll better give me credit like a Visa
I'm your worst nightmare like Bruce
With the flows and rhymes and beats I produce
Bitch, you know you cannot stop me
When I bring the fire, Jinpachi
Flex on a nigga like Xiaoyu
He won't even make it to round two
I'm pulling up with the axe kick
All you niggas is slapstick
Eat a nigga like Nabisco
This is the Iron Fist Flow
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When I come with the Iron Fist Flow
Will he be missed? No.
I'm strapped with the Satellite Moon
And ya'll niggas deader than disco

When I come with the Iron Fist Flow
Will he be missed? No.
Ain't no mistaking it, bruh
I'm Chardonnay and you Cisco

5

Watch as I conquer this with the monstrous
Flow that wakes the unconscious
Astonished by this nonsense
That is said only by novices
Be very cautious, they're noxious
No conscience, they're just obnoxious
Artists spitting garbage, got me ready to bring the carnage
Liable to go Denzel, Washington or Curry
There's enough reason to worry when I bury
Your whole crew
Cause they know who's coming with the old school

Flow, dude

I'm kicking flavor like soul food

And you won't last longer than Nia

I'd hate to be ya
I'm bout to chase the cheese going HAM like Mia
Try to ketchup (catch up)
To the lyrical professor
Boom-bap successor
And prepare to get folded like a dresser
I'm mentally ill
Definitely skilled
You're endlessly killed
Like Amityville
I rap with such insanity still
I keep the peace (piece) 'cause I'm off the chain
I should be sent to an institution the way I go off the brain
With intelligence
The mind of an elephant
Skills still in development
While you rhyme with irrelevance
I never heard of you
I'll murder you
You're just another turn-up dude
And I'll keep on spitting and spitting until I'm 32

#FLAME

All you emcees is losers
I'm spitting flames like a Koopa
Words hit like the bullets of a Luger
Sharper than Freddy Krueger
6 feet tall and a bruiser
Let that stick to you like a booger
You just stepped into my terrordome
Better go home
Before I split you in half like a chromosome
Meiosis
I crush an emcee like a virus
Osmosis
Subtract 'em out the game just like a minus
I'll make this clear just like a sinus
When I combine this
With any beat considered the finest
I'll never languish
Instead, I plan to vanquish
With this language
To leave weak niggas in anguish
Make 'em nameless
For standing up to the tameless
Eat 'em up like Amos
Oreos
Never with a corny flow
Other rappers sounding like they talking through a glory hole
While I keep it straight like 360, Xbox
Hip-hop is my call of duty, Black Ops
I got that addictive flow, crack rocks
The way I rhyme is overwhelming, Matt Ox
I make this look easy
Give emcees the heebie-jeebies
The way I spit flows this speedy
I make 'em wonder like they're Stevie
Make DJ's wanna put me in their CDs
The way that I never procrastinate
At any rate
When I spit, I intimidate
When I write, I concentrate
When I make it, they'll congratulate
And the haters will stay to hate
It's outrageous
How I'm destined for greatness
And you destined for basics
While I stay flipping words like Matrix
And your flow is just nothing short of tasteless
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Flexible like Mr. Fantastic with the fire like Torch
700 degrees the way I singe and scorch
I'm harder than gneiss
The way that I spit is precise
My rhymes are your last rites
These words are the bullets
When I rhyme to the fullest
Semi-automatic flow laying waste on the pullets
Fuck staying indie, I just want the fame
This ain't no game
You can't douse the flame

#ThunderousProfessional

Welcome.

What you are about to hear from this project

Contains some real-life shit

Coupled with braggadocious subjects

From a certain young someone, not no weak mumble rapper

That you hear on the radio these days

Please welcome.. our host.

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23 year old, coming from the Wide Awake
Best believe whoever battle him is gonna die today
Lived his whole life for this music biz
Now he's out, willing to follow his dreams while they're still a mile away
Never pulled up with a stick, but he came with a snare and a kick
Before learning to spit quick
Or slow, whatever, with the flows, he's flexible
Better get ready for the Thunderous Professional