McZu
Lesser versions of me like low-life no sexual intercourse
Trying to write verses like me with no sense of course;
The claim they sick like ‘aids be’ them like horsepower
No Porsche; nor do I force my sentences like Yoda
I go back to the source; ‘met a date’ in the past like Yoga
I went back fast; however, rewind button got stuck so I
Opened a new a dimension with my pencil and insight
Rhymed in tension; the pin sealed and proceeded to invite
My finger to trigger my adrenaline to pull it out of context
So I stood revising my tactic; rhymes in my cerebral cortex
Visual or text; I can shoot missiles while I rap more text
I infect beats with a sick delivery until I enter this vortex
In fact; I map my whole route when I think about the roots
So I’m heading a direction; like giving brain to a way… (Pause)
Haters tend to drift away of topic; like tires soaked in rain
So all I can say; I hustle minus the ki’s and struggle minus the pain
MC Anonymous
Ripple sound waves when the rounds spray my way
a fly pay, execute when the times say it's rhyme day
you don't sign me, I'll tattoo a middle finger language
in your pharnyx, have you enunciate fuck you, you savage
ravage any of you fuckers, so suckers, I bash bunkers
64='s Y=mx+b, bullets come down slope like dunkers
rhyme with hunger, leave you in eternal slumber
internal numbers calculate intricate rhymes, if you dumber
then cumber, you can't understand the A to Z
Alphabet slaughter, you weak MC's look gay to me
spray disease when I say these ''G'', tounge a rollercoaster
this smolder boulder knockin' strikes in hearts like bowlers
rhythm is colder, then I insert home tab, shift
control the window, detonate with keyboard shit
You're done, it's over, I'm through playing games
end this while I hear all of you screamin, saying my name