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Audio Murder
"Ladies and gentlemen, it was a
cold blooded, pre-meditated murder." Never heard something that's this absurd Audible murder in the
third degree Brought 'em in then into a
fricassee Fan inflates to inhale the
heat Get away from my kitchen if you can't take the
humidity It's dark in hell, it's hot, I
let 'em rot beneath my fucking feet See under the
circumstances, I
raise the
standards and stand alone For this type of dialect, to decipher you need Rosetta Stone My head is a
war zone, I
go Rambo, I
feel like Sly Stallone A
literal kamikaze, all carbon copies I
kill the
clone Celebrated on TV, e-mail, CC, retweet, keep the
receipt Repeat, repeat, don't you believe, don't buy bullshit, that's E.B.T Not human, I'm more like E.T. royalty like Nefertiti TNT, B-O-M-B, behead you, you no longer breathe Feeling the
energy shifting with sentences, [?] similar syllabus Set up the
syllables, make it invisible, I'ma go in until I
see the
pinnacle Prodigal [?] with the
pies, pivotal, kick it the
most when you doing the
minimal Never distracted by data or numbers, the
motive is moving, I'm reaching the
summit I'm an outlier, a
top-notch prize fighter My attitude's nothing to lose like I'm a
lifer, housed to Rikers, third striker, [?] I
shine bright like headlights and highlighters It'll get a
little rocky ASAP just like Rihanna's fetus Whenever I
speak, they clap, that's onomatopoeia When it comes to rap, I
snap, damn I
leaked a
litre Let my people eat while I
burn leeches, compose speeches that'll leave you speechless and sleepless What's up under my sleeve is something so deceiving, it shock your system and cease your breathing I'm the
reason you should rehearse your verse before you speak 'em Call the
nurse, call the
doctor, call the
pastor, call the
deacon I
could get analytical and give you a
logical method to explain the
madness A
matter of mathematics with offensive pattern Put a
fork in the
bitch when I'm finished The
way that I'm spitting, I
leave you go seek your dentist From the
mouths of [?] calisthenics Said you couldn't catch me if you're weak winded On my worst day I'm in first place, give 'em first aid, you're in need of it I
resuscitate 'em, blood circulating, heart palpitations, 'bout to save the
patient Put 'em under the
knife, I
do surgery, surgically make an incision Insisting I'm really ready chopping like machetes, flowing like I'm Fetty I
go over your head when I
feed 'em the
medicine, give 'em the
sedative Put 'em to bed where they numbing the
pain if it's relative Most of these motherfuckers on the
quest to be relevant No I
do not feel the
sentiment if it ain't about my betterment Fully aware that I
am in a
dirty game, for the
fame people change Women lie, men lie, the
numbers get re-arranged in the
name of unspeakable things I
really [?], surging, gotta watch for the
serpents lurking But this shit is a
circus like Barnum & Bailey's It's certain, that I
will rise up from the
ash, [?] , I
flew right past Go to the
max, I
won't relax Release these flows, I
do just that Believe the
ground I
walk, it crack, that's to the
core, I
make impact Gotta shift like tectonics, giving out content, gotta reach every continent I'ma kill 'em with no conscience, unresponsive to all of these consequences Roundhouse kick at your shit to make you flip take you out of it I
could make you slip your disk, I
don't miss, I
hit you then slit your wrist Like a
real cease and desist, make you quit Inquisitive minds insist that I
get back on my shit just like this, and I'm staying on top of it Topical topics they giving, they're tiring I
live in the
lion's den, I'm battling with the
beasts never the
novices Avoiding the
politics, all of the
hypocrites, all of the
heretics The
rhetoric that they give, I
don't believe in the
shit like an atheist My faith is in two words, six letters, that's Hip Hop No cross over, flip flop, mainstream dickriding Kissing cock with a
French liplock until it drip drop Looking to get ahead but instead you came up with nothing They wanted the
glory, they wanted the
fame, as it goes together when it's one in the
same And they wanted the
money to get through the
shame, it's embarrassing giving up morals for fame And you running in circles, you going away, gotta find a
direction that put you into position Play the
victim and put you into submission, there's a
feeling of defeat The
reality you see, realizing you won't be at the
top, it's appalling At the
end of the
world it's really a
small thing, you are no king In the
deep end with a
small boat, if you can't swim then you will sink and you will drown When it goes down, I
am one of the
ones that is profound So it's me, myself and I
like pronouns, prolific profile I
noticed the
way that they feeling my style, that's no coincidence Connected to the
gift of the
spirit like it's Corinthians I'm giving a
ceremonial rebirth like it's a
christening I've risen to the
task to attain the
skill to amass, to amuse the
masses and masses I
mastered the
art of rap, it's a
masterclass with a
winner Like Master Splinter, I
taught 'em young The
best is yet to come, this a
marathon that I
run Ready to regulate like the
CDC or Nate Dogg and Warren G
These flows like CPR, that's a
breath of fresh air I
make 'em breathe On point like CP3, how you handle shit is a
major key My rhyme schemes intricate, in succession of notes like a
motif The
re-occurring symbol, it's simple but yet it's seldom seen It's something so serene but it's really cerebral As you see, that's elementary like 1-2-3 or learn the
A-B-C's They pondering the
possibility of what it really means One of the
fan favourites, one of the
game hated, one of they foul flagrant Running around with the
devil like I'm Van Halen I
am reporting live like I'm Van Lathan from the
local station Spreading that sound all across the
nation, let the
people play it You see the
way I
am displaying abilities only given to a
few And I'm chosen, they chilling, they fake, you can feel it In fact it's a
formula that I
have fortified The
flows'll leave you mortified, a
fortress that I've built inside The
lines of the
composition, pay attention to the
rhythm Yes god Knowledge, nigga "But remember, don't hesitate to call on me for anything."
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