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Originally Posted by SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS
This killer bee slash lyrical toxin
Masking a concoction when I’m rip rocking/
Knocking out domes like homerun baseballs
This is Blastaraci flowing sick as a maserati/
Watch me shift gears split hairs flip flows
Break records by the way I spitting
Over vintage poems composed by classic musicians/
It was written but never told coldly boldly
Rip you a new asshole supposedly openly/
Psychosomatic often considered vicious
Sick with the fatal sting ring bells like Ali in his prime/
Driven down the line drive tiger iron
I spit spires coupled with titanic iron/
Mastering styles from the open fist
To the way I spit venom in this bitch/
Rip tidal waves by the way I slay these creatures
I tell my students “I ain’t got nothing more to teach cha”/
Even if I’m blessed with multiple troves of students
I’m on the way to improvement wit skills
That are the beginning of a movement/
Hitting any opponent with multiple fists like Pai Mai did
You can grip the canvas and you still couldn’t move past this/
Gifted griffin spit flames out the cup of Christ ripping you right
Flowing so tight I’m miked up until I blackout in the mist of daylight/
So if you want to rewrite my bars and translate my lines
You’ll need 46 million minds to figure out I’m just that divine/
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Yo man dope, shit hopin someday i'll write something that ill