100 Bars Repost (SaJn Approved)

[MC Anonymous]

I'm the lyrical gymnast doing verbal hurdles over beats
spittin' flows like aquariums that glow when written over sheets
cause' when fleets of wack MC's try to tempt me, my pen's tense
and I start writing with a heat so intense it melts the structure of a sentence
I battle MC's for ten cents, their men's sense is disappearing
cause' fightin' a MC like me will rupture ya vision and hearing
my precision your fearing, cause' I stay precise with rhyme
grab a dictionary and read, my verses will become concise with time
recite the lines, it flows like the Euphrates during a annual flood
eating MC's all day everyday, I must have some cannibal blood
dropping acapellas that stock my fella's with verbal dock propellers
to chop the tellers of wack rhymes into little pieces and block their sellers
you cocky dwellers stay lingering with the same rhymes, in do time
the true rhymes will overshadow your fake crew's lines
my rhymes like blue wine, unorthodox sorta out of the box
keep yellin', see what happens when you shout at a fox
I doubt you can box, seeing how your punchlines are sub-par at best
and my bars like breasts attractive and when removed can scar my chest
I'm so far from best, but I strive to increase my potential with instrumentals
attack with fiery elemental credentials then can indeed be detrimental
my rhythm is experimental, I flip it around like a switchblade
and with every heartbeat comes rhymes that bounce off my ribcage
anyone who wanna engage in open fire get's popped like broken tires
everything pronounced is spoken fire, disagree, you're a fuckin' lier
looking skyward, dropping metaphoric meteors from the heavens
as they come in sevens, smash to pieces, and stab in elevens
grab the medicine, my vocal airwaves enough to pass the flu
beating MC's black and blue, and don't throw stones if you a glassy fool
cause' I'll shatter you dude, what's the matter with you?
dissing who? better watch out my M16's will scatter your crew
and it'll splatter you to, with metallic objects ejected like ballistic missiles
lethal like cowboy pistols that will blast ya eyes and rupture optic tissues
I suffer from severe chronic issues regarding mental instability
cause' theres a monster still in me that loves to kill my enemies
got tendencies to slice MC's horizontally like C sections
I make them scared, covered in protection and stiff like erections
I'm off radar so there is no detection of when I'm going to strike
my minds juices are flowing with psyche so in me there is no controlling the fight
patrolling insight wanders the corridors of my brain cavity
electricity actually ignites my mentality and it starts to gain activity
increasing capacity causes me to recite lyrical quality rapidly
mathematically these rhymes shouldn't even flow so erratically
tactically I construct words so they intertwine within rhythm
complex like algorithms, rhymes so lethal when it hits em it kills em
when I spit I spit lyrical children, my lyrics are my new born
born with true horns and was sworn to smash any enemy crew dorms
I'm the true form of a MC, lyrically bombing this track with heat
rhymes smack the beat and ricochet to crack ya teeth
I'm back beneath because underground respects verbal wizardry
the fresh alchemist regarded piously so call me the herbal entity
dementedly lifted, words spit are phonetically gifted
it takes a minute to exhibit when my flows are experimentally shifted
prolific lyrical constructions calculated with an abacus
formulated so your ears have orgasms, now try to put ya back to this
my fists will crack ya back discs, attack this and get shut down
before you get put down quick fast like you were in a mut pound
so many multi syllable rhymes weaved in between similes and metaphors
it's looking like a beta source, with more meaning to ignite the letter's force
of course I'm the real surfer of instrumentals the way I ride the flow
the way I glide and show lyrical dexterity with every rhyme I throw
punchlines deliver grimey blows, but so? little douche bags keep tempting me
with a baseball bat I'll dent your knees, wear camo and blend in trees
shoot you with ease, stand still when I say freeze
or else I'll blast your head off like rockets and ignore your gay pleas
say please and I'll ignite ya eyeballs with a napalm bomb
stay calm as I deliver venomous poems and psalms
I lift iron and blast incoming fire like Babe Ruth
when I rhymed I gave truth now I'm just here spittin' in the same booth
with less of a message but more of a savage dialect
and I expect to get my checks and harness the power of respect
if not I'll blast the techs until I reach the critical mass of homicide
as I get inside my psychopathic bride and commit suicide
in this world it's do or die, and I've been flowing since ''let there be light''
get scared to fight and die at my feet and slip into eternal night
internal fright delights when blood is pumped for adrenaline
lyrical rotation circulates with energy like jet engines
infinite destruction, amplified by eruptions, this corruption
is guided with instructions as it teaches how to start a combustion
so the internal flames may eject projectiles focused with direction
lightning fried my bare arms so I can't use any protection
they made a exception, any detected freedoms were destroyed
my insides are that of an andriod, humanity is now void
how cold.... insanity is now bold, bloodstains on the ground
my brain is around analyzing and detecting without making a sound
the walls of adversity are breaking with pounds, a new era is open
terror is spoken, bone shards are shattered and broken
and as I stand upon the floors of wounded men, I let out a war cry
my scarred eyes have seen this moment flash before lives
before drives, before humanity developed emotions and hatred
before insanity was inflated and tranquility was deflated
When I come through MC's stay frozen in time like Sculptures
destroying corpses, pickin' at the decaying meat like vultures
The Milky Way is pregnant, and I'm the father
the book of life is surrounded with names, and I'm the author
touchin' me you comatose on the floor, never touch a God
to me painting with a paintbrush is odd, I just point with rods
what is the distance between the sun and the moon?
it's the same distance between my gun and the boom
the child of the universe rests upon my shoulders
the planets are boulders I smothered with smolder
rhymes are colder then Sub Zero Fahrenheit
and when I leave the stage all you see is a barren sight

[Emadyville]

Still dope as hell

[Kez]

Still dope as hell

[MC Anonymous]

Thanks both.

[James R.]

*Doesn't see Scott MacDouchal*
*realizes the thread it about 98 times less obnoxious*
*cheers!*

Still great man

[mcZu]

Great

[MC Anonymous]

Thanks dudes!

[Solace]

I'm sorry im being an asshole, but i didnt read the entire thing, its just wicked lyricism on and on, i only read half way and im amazed as it is. And yeah, you do rhyme like Canibus. Great job on this, nice wordplay & vocab (as usual).

[MC Anonymous]

I'm sorry im being an asshole, but i didnt read the entire thing, its just wicked lyricism on and on, i only read half way and im amazed as it is. And yeah, you do rhyme like Canibus. Great job on this, nice wordplay & vocab (as usual).

It's alright I wasn't expecting anyone to read it through out. Thanks for looking out bro.

[Slim Zaddy]

sooory for late feed though ,, i always check your writings .. nd this is sick as hell .. got nothin to spit more so i will halt here .. gd job bro .. keep droppin ...worth reading ..