Its JFK, on display, yeah I'm ready to dictate
I'll spit mase, in the face, of those who'll disgrace
A heavy weight, in this game, and that shit'll never change
At this pace, my name'll be heard across every state
Replacing any fucking phony faggots that imitate
Get out the way, on the stage, allow me to demonstrate
Let's set it straight, we can call it fate, cause you'll always
Know, when I spit, I was meant to dominate
By the why, its simple, my lyrics will cripple
Sending ripples through the masses massive life ending chemicals
Lightnings striking in your living room, this might be the end of you
This is rap at its pennicle, a miraculous interval
Pickin on you, throwin tons of broken glass in your tennis shoe
Diminished I'll finish you like a fucking bully in middle school
This is only just minuscule, next minute is critical
A villian, I'm cynical, your position is pitiful
A lyrical criminal bitch, listen this is your visual
Slicing, dicing umbillical cords from whores at their physical
It's official, I'm turning invisible, metaphysical
Without a trace, I'll hold your face down in a swimming pool
It's difficult, running when I'm covered in blood
Covered in mud, ain't coming back to cover you up
I'm telling you what, a little fuss aint nothing to us
You little cunts can't fuck with a couple of thugs
I sprit verses, feeling worse than a punch in the gut
I'm fucking the nuns, drunk, and I'm running a muck
Taking your little babies brains, and I'll jumble em up
Throw you under the bus, shucks no wonder I'm nuts
I'm sending attacks, on tracks, like I'm swingin an ax
I'm slingin the facts, fast, and I'm making it last
Let's make it exact, surpass, to the top of the class
We've egnited the gas, blasts, when me and Mikodin rap
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2nd song we've done together. We each have our own minute and a half verses. Let me know what you think. Audio coming soon.