These rhymes are of another caliber
I'm shooting shit up like it's Galaga
If you talking shit, you better back it up
Before I throw you in the fucking aqueduct
I've never had a fuck
To give about amateurs
Cause to them, I'm the motherfucking Avatar
Check the vernacular
When I'm rapping, bruh
When I spit, I'm out for blood like Dracula
I can go bar for bar with the best of them
And I can run, rip, and rhyme with the rest of them
Dominate challengers till there is less of them
Put pussy niggas in skirts when I'm dressing them
I smoke em like cigarettes
Bitch, I got no regrets
When I be killing sets
Leave em in silhouettes
Told y'all in Stormwatch, I'm shining like VVS
Owning you niggas like Sixers to Nets
Rhymes quicker than Flash
All you niggas is trash
All these beats, I just turn them to ash
Your bitch on my call
And I'm aiming to smash
Come straight on her face like Splash
Murdering a rapper like I'm armed with a machete
Slicing him and dicing him like he made of confetti
How you hard behind the screen but you softer than Teddy?
Webster Dictionary states that you was never ready
For this conflict
Bitch, you should've been more conscious
Or listened to your conscience
And now you're unconscious
Internet thugs need to pick another option
Either keep your mouth shut or take lessons in boxing
Now let's pick another topic
Niggas yelling on the mic and always saying they the best
But get all up in their feelings when they see someone's success
Never knowing that kind of shit can only bring so much stress
Calling other niggas shit mysterious
When that certain someone always takes their music serious
These niggas is delirious
They need to call up a professional who's smart and imperious
Next topic
Everybody wanna be successful
But who do we turn to when the shit gets too stressful?
We are all special
With so much full potential
One day, we could rise up and do something monumental
Especially me
I could crush any emcee
With any flow hotter than one hundred, thousand degrees
I'm a chef with the flows and the rhymes and the cadences
Delivering the words and the lyrics and the sentences
I'm the golden boy of rap
Going in on any beat, either drill or boom bap
The way I'm spitting on this track, you know I had to get the strap
I ain't talking bout burritos, but you know this is a wrap
Thursday, May 9, 2019
RXNNYJ
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