Read what my brain's leaking........
im like a controversial subject matter/ posing difficult questions/ like what was in existence before the universe was in development/my brain's an organic weapon/ carries vocab.that packs punch like a shotgun/blasting, metaphorical ammunition with silence thru intellectual moderations/ the dictions from my stealth sentences/ beats on your irrelavence and forced to change topics and make sense/ training in rap espinoge/ delicate plots formed by my intricate thoughts/ the way i rock/ im making mcs contemplate an abstinence from hip hop/ my methodical lyrical content acts like a angle bisector/ splits excessive fanaticals in equal halves like congruent triangles/ im detrimental with the mathematical and scientifical facts/ripping the mic to submission/ lightening quick hand movements/ leaves the crowd naustious and vomiting from the motion sickness/sound instruments slowly dissembled from the rapid turbulence/the frame changes complexsions from the suffocation/ transform the mic to a radio transmission/ intercept the wack shit you displaying/ while im lacing a brazen poetical conversation/giving mcs severe ear infectons/ turn your eardrums inside out/ blazing/ sreading like fammine to relinguish your crops/ no food for thought/ incinerate your tongue/ and evaporate the saliva from your mouth like a drought/ attempted meaurements only left with miscalculations/ mental telekinesis/ household appliances functions on its own when im on the microphone/ cracking domes like they were made of styrofoam/ im like a window into Y2k/ delegate the events that awaits/ im a lyrical apostle/ from the clouds/ sent by the celestial individuals.
Sure is a damn shame talent like this is gettin' zzzzzz...but you get props from me, Syntax...
"...death to the ILLUMINATIon...I keep hope a lie 'cuz it's over for you!"
Ill That One WOrd SUms It Up. Get At Me If You Wanna Collab Again. Why Cats Sleep On You I Don't Know. PEACE.