Emcee Zu
Lyrical we are biblical, physical you haters can’t lift your own pencils when we fight mental,
You are theatrical rappers, dramatize in XL sizes, theoretical you haters suck; however, see
Practical these haters give more brain then the library of congress in Washington D.C.
In mathematical sense; you all are tampon tampered rappers who don’t make sense(cents);That’s why you’re pulling ya strings and dwell in the red with imaginary numbered things -yes-.
The pen is a living entity on it’s own that blasts, everyone that commits blasphemy –in fact:
Blasting at us, that is blasphemous fast warded to the power of infinite facts, losing a mismatch.
A horizontal eight, our lyrical horizon is beyond that of you low life hopeless premature apes,Apocalypse eclipsed when I clipped my epical notebook with an ink clip, our opponents stiff;
Rigor mortis regulates the metamorphism from movable to immovable incapable victims,
ZuNonymous’ lyricism is beyond the looks like x-ray’s; so we blitz next ask SaJJad we stay sicker.
Ominous union of master craft crafted into lyrical content, we a mysterious rap continentYou haters make me tired like continental products, lyrics monumental in a bigger picture;
Zu and Anonymous – Sue us and we make you run home player like standing across a pitcher.
Emcee Anonymous
Flyin' smoothy, plates and booty rotatin' around my hemisphere like aliens
My cum is pails of sin, uranium bombs explodin', sending me to hell again
Tell me when; I'm an ''IceKilla'' who leaves ''Ice_Scarred'' with nice bars
my rhymes hard, I'm ''Kaotic'' cause I spray optics, without rhyme guard
I ''neversnooze'' and never lose, leave ya green with envy like ''yoshi'' with my letters too
I'll sever you, ZuNonymous got the better crew, leave ya in ''Solace'' when I'm through'
The lyrical ''spyder'', spittin' Venom like I ate marvel comics, I'll never stop it
got lights you can only see from forests through ''Chet'' "Star's'' Optics
perfomin' ''Illegal Heists'' with legal strikes, makin' ''Life Rise'' like a cockpit
spittin' Rhymes in ''4D'', you whore sees and sucks on my spherical objects
I ''C Game'' and these lames couldn't get G names by Green bay
my heat flames like ''SA Diablo'', and I end energy with vocals like Green Day
NamePlay Time, I'm a ''MC?Maybe..'', just using skills God gave me
So I'll stay an ''MC,Anonymous'' until this ''McZ'sU to save me...