Break This..........(it's S9 Duke)

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

Straight off the dome the pen get’s blazed openly fazed
Leave you array of hope my dope be computer coded/
Read cha mind through AIM you cannot bang or hang
I got a section of 9, check the darts we combine like VOLTRON
Any dart I spit be temporary tattoos that leave ya skin black and blue/
View my through a limited microscope you can’t see me or provoke me
I’m hopefully the total package like “Lex Lugar” coming wit so much swag it kills/
You can’t build wit a tech that shoots through bread, bags and groceries your holding
I’m colder than any frozen food item you finding in your local ALDES/
Spit cha brawn, my brain be a lexicon you cannot determine right away
I’m a city boy never a suburban flower growing out of a pot/
I’m cracked knuckles, I’m the chipped tooth
I am rose that grew from concrete dare u not complete/
I can delete cha like another pigment from ya skin
Get cha the win, flip the sin, turn it into gin/
You got kin, I’m invisible, invincible
You’re fragile, easily crushed and I’m hard to handle/
You can’t rompe, thump wit skills that never get bombed like pompe
In any domain I’m romaine never roman you just a noodle out
My strudel you couldn’t kitten caboodle/
Brutally honest I still polished as a can of varnish
You cannot tarnish the destine weaponry complexes by any method/

I got to break this MIND STATE I’M IN
I got to break these CHAINS I’M IN
I got to break LOOSE OF THIS CONTROL I’M IN
I got to break FREE OF THESE RESTRAINTS I’M IN
I got to BREAK FREE!!!!!!!!!!

Write cha way out this savage existence
Never cold, or fooled just resisted wit words I’m heavenly gifted/
Grace, taste the blood licked vapors in the airs particles
You can’t even get cha own team gassed, I’m just way past/
My swag be fumes you zoom onto thinking you got me pegged
I just stay in “jet lag” mode and freaks you out so cold, you get froze/
Throwing bows, emcees get broken “snot boxes” without locating “Davey Jones’ locker”
I’m too hot to contain, to maintain before I go nuclear
Your flow is going to have be done in triplicate/
And double referenced you can’t even type up the influence
I came from let alone my essence/
Don’t even rep the squad I got to know Whers/Wera is....
when I’m chopping it up wit a SHIZZAH over a Beautiful Rock,
I never stop when I got Bronze Feet on/
JUST TO SHIT (JTS) on you when I got Techknowlegist on my side
During War and Peace, I’m a beast whenever a RAI of light comes down/
And The Lord of Chaos displays odds most rippers couldn’t endure
So when I procure darts, they hold sharp as a scalpel, accurate as a rifle/

[THE MASON]

dope shit

thanks for the shoutout, and nice use of everybodies names

Peace