MaCRonI
07-14-07, 03:10 AM
best beleive I've still got my lyrical sword under my tongue yo!!!! peep this freestyle
An impostor martyr, like a drunken doctor/
being the author of a vehicular manslaughter/
Lockness Monster, my opponents become softer/
shaken posture,lock themselves in Day B. Jone's Locker/
as the towering beast approach, they draws sh*t soak/
a stare from my eyes sizzle the inside of ya mental yolk/
until the shell broke, think ya skill high? its ya mind smoke/
Ya a clown inside, say you tough? you an inside joke/
when comes to imagery, I draw faster than Han Solo/
New age Edgar Allen Poe, my flow make the mic disrobe/
I bash the message into ya head like Morse code/
I require attention, I had to force ya minds toupee|to pay/
Wordplay Hokage, verbs like healing herbs in the words God say/
I've smashing emcees since Godzilla was still a hatchling/
bend mores rappers than Santa Claus Christmas gift wrapping/
My phlegm will dismember ya brain stem, Hurling Shurkens/
with his spit so when it comes to flow, ya never sure again/
like a leak sprung in fake tits, attack with my lugeys/
leave bodies hangin loosely, Rap's Bruce Lee/
I bring more death than Sierra Leone African Rubies/
Slay for amusement with Hanzo Hattori's swift movements/
preying on the next emcee tryna master the art of illusion/
deadly intrusion, I move in for the kill like a surfacing Croc/
your eyes wonder when ya spot the Iwunza Drop/
An impostor martyr, like a drunken doctor/
being the author of a vehicular manslaughter/
Lockness Monster, my opponents become softer/
shaken posture,lock themselves in Day B. Jone's Locker/
as the towering beast approach, they draws sh*t soak/
a stare from my eyes sizzle the inside of ya mental yolk/
until the shell broke, think ya skill high? its ya mind smoke/
Ya a clown inside, say you tough? you an inside joke/
when comes to imagery, I draw faster than Han Solo/
New age Edgar Allen Poe, my flow make the mic disrobe/
I bash the message into ya head like Morse code/
I require attention, I had to force ya minds toupee|to pay/
Wordplay Hokage, verbs like healing herbs in the words God say/
I've smashing emcees since Godzilla was still a hatchling/
bend mores rappers than Santa Claus Christmas gift wrapping/
My phlegm will dismember ya brain stem, Hurling Shurkens/
with his spit so when it comes to flow, ya never sure again/
like a leak sprung in fake tits, attack with my lugeys/
leave bodies hangin loosely, Rap's Bruce Lee/
I bring more death than Sierra Leone African Rubies/
Slay for amusement with Hanzo Hattori's swift movements/
preying on the next emcee tryna master the art of illusion/
deadly intrusion, I move in for the kill like a surfacing Croc/
your eyes wonder when ya spot the Iwunza Drop/