| Well, if you can withstand the wind
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| Maybe, but then again, maybe not
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| This spiral vortex consists of hard threats that’ll scar you like war vets
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| The wind can sever Corvettes and toss jets
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| I’m raw like Tyrannosaurus Rex
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| My thoughts paint vivid detailed portraits and you just saw a raw sketch
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| Satellites with extreme light strikers
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| Simultaneously saw me killing 85 ciphers
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| Lethal as gas, teach writing remedial class
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| For information I’m the man encyclopaedias ask
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| He wouldn’t let us alone, so instead of his home
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| Through my competitors dome I flew a predator drone
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| I paralyze all mobile movements
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| Voice waves register at 16 million Scoville units
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| I conceive mental deeds and read infinite symphonies
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| The length of these would need 23 mile parenthesis
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| Messages I sent across penetrate brain parts like intercourse
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| With the force of barbedwire dental floss
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| What else? |
| concealed under my right wing
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| Is a hypodermic needle filled with a white beam of lightning
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| I don’t like to be watched writing
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| Seeing me compose is more rare than a Sasquatch sighting
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| The mic don, incomparable writing icon
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| Who won a constricting contest versus a python
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| When night comes my trachea turns into a pipe bomb
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| And when I’m done I always get dough like taekwon'
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| The outer realm ain’t safe enough
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| I’ll make a one inch paper cut that bleeds so much
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| They’ll use a cape to tape you up
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| I’m not a thermometer I’m a thermostat
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| Meaning whatever condition I determine that
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| Time resetter, I’ll probably read better
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| Cause my alphabet has 293 letters
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| I’m killing all participants, I write with a nitroglycerin
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| Scud missile pen that was shipped in from Switzerland
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| I had it built in the past life while visiting
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| Got it in this life because it took a thousand years to send
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| With hundreds and hundreds of rhymes, water torture styles
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| Dropping lines on your head one at a time
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| To climb to these heights I’ve earned the right
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| Your skills don’t exist like nocturnal light
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| From the temple of immortal bliss
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| I’ll hit you in the farthest pits of space with cylindrical coordinates
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| I study in the darkest tints, and offer hints of cognizance
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| That crush volumes of known scholarly arguments
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| Sounds tranquilizing you, slowing you down
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| It takes a week for your whole body to go to the ground
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| I float in the air with a non benevolent stare
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| I don’t clean the crime scene I leave the evidence there
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| My counter move is too insurmountable
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| I’ll shrink down through the ground just to go through your ear and rhyme my
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| way out of you
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| My deep speeches gut and bleeds you in about a minute
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| Freezes you and leaves you on the outside of the outer limits
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| Part of your exam’s a rap flow cardiogram
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| Once your heart is scanned my Vietnam slaughter your fam
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| So the day the skill apocalypse drops
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| I reach into the sky and grip locks of time and put in zip locks
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| I think it’s such a great far-fetched speed
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| That architecturally the rhyme would resemble a quasar jet ski
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| And although the masses don’t yet see that I’m the best there’ll ever be
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| Their narcolepsy doesn’t affect me
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| I shake jaws and legislate laws
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| Create great walls all in the first 8 bars
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| Lock you in my brain wall with no escape clause
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| Fast paced celestial stars I make pause
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| Your company was subconsciously executed wonderfully
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| Honestly I’m so elevated that up is under me
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| In a secret combine I got multiple brains on a vine
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| So I’m not lying if I tell you that I changed my mind
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| Part of me would love to three quarter you bodily
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| First targeted and blocking off both your carotid arteries
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| My tongue embodies many properties
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| It becomes an isosceles sharp enough to chop 43 forest trees
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| You wasn’t biodegradable so I made a few samples
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| To serve plates of you to large groups like catered food
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| I’m the real deal cause I held the letter in my hand
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| While the envelope that it was in was still sealed
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| The world stunned by the true perihelion
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| When my brain hits an orbit point nearest to the Sun
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| The disproportionate word contortionist
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| That startled the father of this garbage and leave his verse in an orphanage
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| Multilingual styles I bring you |
| Bury you so deep that you’ll be on top on the ground in Chengdu
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| My thought rays stays on all day
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| A 94 page tornado bar spray that sautées your larvae
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| I’ll make every letter hit ya
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| If a picture’s worth a thousand words watch me take the words and paint a
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| better picture
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| Through my mastery of alchemy
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| And without using hands I’ll telepathically dangle you from a balcony
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| The slaughter takes place with no camera or recorder
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| So there’s no one to report what happened to the reporter
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| My path evolves far beyond geographic laws
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| We travel stars having wars with rapid avatars
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| Warp speed drive I can beat it at a jog
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| For every 24 bars you write I write a catalogue
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| Layers upon layers, I don’t wear throw backs
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| I wear throw forwards with the names of unborn players
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| The threat signed check got a varicose effect
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| I got a 360 subterranean periscope neck
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| With a high tech optical set
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| In a lens that views and detects all microscopical objects
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| My narratives avalanche and bury the area
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| My pen’s a plasmodium malaria carrier
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| Violent storms tempest like energy, men surrendering willingly
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| Got banned from my own training facility
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| To perish mentally is the penalty
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| The wind in me is 10 times colder than an Antarctica winter be
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| Your legacy will swim in the infamy
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| That stems from a criminal activity of an MC offending me
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| They denigrate my speeches and similes
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| But get caught up in the freeze of the spiral vortex killing spree |