Average flocks watch me like Magnavox as I shatter blocks and ravage spots The arrowbot whose so past the top I piss on astronauts With massive shots, I’m like two surgeons, I’m a paradox The more rotten rappers plot, the worse my habit got And oxygen is no longer an option when the cabin locks I stare at dots till my hair is hot, one of my savage plots Will have knots soft as a fabric washed bag of socks I rock a beat till the cops retreat, known to block the street And drop some heat even with taser guns shocking me I’m obviously elite you can not compete Jotted my topics deep into the night, when I finish writing the clock will sleep My jabs raps are great, they decapitate What used to be a rapper’s face is now only a neck under a massive space …show more content…
I’m half erased - 'Basket Case' Once my styles gas your place, they leave a 98 day after taste I multiply bars for more rhymes See when I design them I write every rhyme differently four times My intellectual home is a terror zone My baritone is known to circulate strong psychedelic pheromones I shoot free throws with globes and bowl strikes with frontal lobes Compose and make a hundred robed scholars look like one year olds Stunning flows, I hold a tonne of those, right-handed atomic blows Medics don’t know how to keep holes in his stomach closed To grasp my ideas take five years My senses work in reciprocities so my ears see and my eyes hear So twisted that even love hated me, I insatiably ate for weeks I’m so crazy that bravery’s afraid of me Barricade yourself in the back of your house And I’ll be reaching through keyholes and snatching you out My multiple styles left him so toxified his throat fried The planet's diameter, I was standing on both sides No surprise that I go harder than most guys And flow until he’s lifeless and won’t stop until his ghost dies The super speed letter monster I’m reading aloud fifty thousand words a minute on the teleprompter Dominate and skill preponderant, once the Sun was